273. The Rest of My Life on a Desert Island: When I Say Goodbye Again.
The night before his departure, Sun Wen had not slept well all night, and at first he was still thinking about how to get back to Friday, but soon Bismarck's snoring in the next bed ruined all his thoughts.
The more he came into contact with Bismarck, the more Sun Wen felt that Bismarck was just a big man who was mistakenly born into a ship's mother, just like at night, when Bismarck fell asleep, Sun Wen couldn't imagine that she was lying in the hammock in her sleep, and she would subconsciously scratch her navel while picking her toes with the rope that fixed the hammock.
Not only that, but Bismarck seemed to sleep very hard as soon as she fell asleep, and at this time she almost always kept grinding her teeth while chattering, and occasionally snoring loudly when she was particularly tired.
So in the past few days, except for missing the suitable sleep time because he was too excited the first night, and was tortured by Bismarck at the end of the night, Sun Wen has always maintained the habit of falling asleep before midnight. It's just that he didn't expect that the night before leaving, he actually let him experience this girl's privacy that doesn't blush and heartbeat very much.
Thinking about Sun Wen, he sighed and simply sat up, with a pair of panda eyes, he looked at the starry sky that only showed a glimmer of light from the sea level, and yawned tiredly, and then turned over and looked in the direction of Bismarck, and lay down in the hammock again, while kicking the wooden stick specially erected at his feet to make the hammock shake slightly, while looking at Bismarck, who was slightly curled up like a cat, and was making a purring sound in his throat.
Since Bismarck's clothes were still hanging in the windy place at Sun Wen's heels until bedtime, Bismarck, who was now lying in front of him, wore a naval uniform of his own and her boots that had never been taken off.
Peeping at Bismarck for a while, listening to the sound of grinding teeth in his ears gradually quieted down, Sun Wen became more sober, because the gradually brightened sky made Bismarck's lovely image gradually clear in his eyes, and such a peaceful and lovely Bismarck made Sun Wen a little stunned.
Whether Bismarck is serious, frowning, or even occasionally being given catnip by Sun Wen and becoming full of lust, although Bismarck does have its own charm, it is different from the shock brought to Sun Wen by Bismarck who curled up at this time and looked so cute that people even unconsciously wanted to pity him.
He sat up and carefully sat down in front of Bismarck, squatting down and staring at the calm face and the soft steps attached to the ears of the short silver hair, "She fell asleep so dead, it should be fine if she touched it a little, right?" Sun Wen swallowed his saliva and secretly raised his hand, "I'll just touch it gently?"
But just when Sun Wen was a thief. Bismarck, however, suddenly opened her eyes and sat up without warning as if she had sensed something, she first looked around vigilantly, and then murmured after seeing Sun Wen, "Is it the sir?"
Bismarck's unexpected behavior seemed to be sleepwalking, but Sun Wen, who was raising his hand, was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the ground, and it wasn't until Bismarck seemed to be asleep after lying down that he calmed down a little and looked down at Bismarck.
Probably because he had sat up, Bismarck, who had turned over and was lying down on his back again, had his left foot on the outside of the hammock, and his baggy boots fell directly on the beach, revealing a large calf wrapped in black over-the-knee socks.
Lying on her back, she was not at all as calm as before, not only did her left hand reach into the loose shirt from below and scratch her stomach gently, but even later, she was still not satisfied and simply lifted the shirt on her chest to expose the lace edge of her black underwear.
Sun Wen watched intently like a voyeur for a long time, and then turned around stumblingly, and lay back in his hammock as if he didn't know anything, with his back to Bismarck and his eyes closed, trying not to remember the scene just now.
It was soon bright, but Sun Wen was still lying in the hammock, he closed his eyes and did not want to fall asleep or get up, but listened carefully to Bismarck's movements, wanting to wait for her to get up and change her clothes before pretending to get up as if nothing happened.
It's just that Sun Wen seems to have forgotten that Bismarck can't get up on time without an alarm clock and his own morning service, and he stayed up all night until his stomach was rumbling, but he still didn't wait for Bismarck to get up and get dressed.
Coupled with the screaming of "fish tails" on the beach over there, and the exhaustive Friday kept making noise, Sun Wen, who was really hungry, had to sit up from the hammock slowly.
Some of the thieves glanced at Bismarck with a sideways face, and saw that she was lying there in her shirt and still had no intention of waking up, so she got up bare-chested, carrying the kitchen utensils, slates, and tinder, and went to the shed by the waterline, where she went to serve breakfast on Friday.
"What do you want to eat today?" Sun Wen said and wiped his teeth with palm leaves stained with seawater, and rinsed his mouth with the insignificant fresh water in the bamboo joints, and then he didn't care what kind of vegetable market Friday's "fish tail" was, and directly picked up the sea fish that had been so sunburned that he couldn't move, as well as a huge sea crab that was photographed by Friday and only left one breath, and continued, "It just so happened that Bismarck came back with a little spice yesterday, or we will use it to make fish today, right?"
"Fish...... Tail!"
"Just wait for your words!" Sun Wen said and began to dissect the big fish, and said with a nagging mouth, "I told you that this method is best used to make glutinous rice chicken, but there is neither chicken nor rice here, so I can only be wronged and wronged by you!"
Sun Wen said as he threw the wrapped palm leaf bag into the sand pit where the carbon wood was buried, and then muttered to himself while burying the sand in his hands: "This is a desert island survival feast! ”
Maybe it was smoked by the charcoal fire in his eyes, Sun Wen stopped burying the sand and raised his arm to wipe his eyes, and then reached out and patted Friday's somewhat scary skull, and whispered to it: "After I leave, you don't go too far, and I'll come to see you when I'm free, how about it?"
Sun Wen didn't choose to go back with Friday in the end, and the uncertainty of the journey really made him afraid that Friday would be mistaken for a wild deep-sea destroyer by a passing shipwreck or even his own shipwreck. Although he was reluctant to give up, for the sake of Friday's safety, he could only leave it on this desert island for the time being, before there was a complete solution.
Friday was still staring heartlessly at the smoking sand pit and slapping the forelimbs that looked more and more like arms, while Sun Wen looked at Friday's lively appearance with a sad look on his face.
At this time, Bismarck threw a pair of things made of fishnets, leaves, and coconuts in front of Sun Wen, "Sir, I made a set of saddles for you to help Friday, so that it is easy to distinguish between friend and foe!" Bismarck said and handed Sun Wen the shirt hanging on his shoulder, "This is the sir's shirt, although it is impossible for me as a shipwreck to be caught by the sea breeze, but I still thank you!"
"Bismarck!" Sun Wen looked up at Bismarck, who was dressed in a formal suit and looked like a reinstated iron-blooded soldier, and finally a smile appeared on his face, "Come here, let me hug me!" After he finished speaking, without waiting for Bismarck to obediently obey the order, he immediately stood up and hugged her tightly, and while stroking the hair on Bismarck's head, he muttered to her, "It's really good, it's good!"
Bismarck trembled all over her body when Sun Wen stroked her ears so gently, and the feeling of softness when picking her ears surged up to her body again, but she could only lie on Sun Wen's shoulders weakly and tremble and refused: "Sir, please don't..."
"I just want to thank you very much! Sun Wen said and deliberately rubbed the fluff inside Bismarck's ears a few times with bad intentions before reluctantly letting go of her.
Then Sun Wen first touched the noisy Friday, and then asked curiously at Bismarck, who was trembling slightly as if he couldn't stand on his feet: "Didn't you say you don't like Friday? Why did you suddenly want to help it?"
"I said I'd get along with it. Bismarck took a few deep breaths before he calmed down and saluted Sun Wen and said, "As long as the commander's order and the commander's expectations are told to me, I will definitely fulfill them!"
"You!" Sun Wen shook his head, then patted Friday's skull and continued, "Aren't you happy, thanks to Bismarck, so that you can go with us." He paused again, and looked at the stunned Friday, as if he didn't know what he could say, still flapping his tail and staring at the bunker, so he had to pat Friday hard and remind it, "Thank you, Bismarck, you stupid fish!"
"Don't ......," Bismarck could say before she could finish her sentence, and she was once again soaked, but fortunately, this time Friday sprayed her with fresh water of gratitude.
"This ......," Sun Wen shrugged a little awkwardly, "Friday it's a stupid fish, Bismarck, don't be angry." ”
"It's okay, sir. Bismarck shook his head and took a few steps back, "I have already said that I will never like it!"