"The world is round, you don't have to be afraid to go in the wrong direction, as long as you keep moving forward, you will definitely reach the other side."

This is what my mother told Feng Shen.

Mom likes to talk to Feng Shen, and she taught Feng Shen many things.

She is an erudite and elegant woman, and she always loves to laugh in the face of the wind and sink.

Feng Shen liked the way she laughed, especially her night-like black eyes.

She is a very elegant woman, and that white-washed dress is always kept for solemn occasions - such as the wind sinking for her birthday.

Before putting on her one and only dress, she would bake a cake and squeeze beautiful lilies with the cream her father had brought back from the boat.

Placing the cake on the table, she took out her prettiest old dress and put it on, smiled and put the paper crown on top of Feng Shen's head, and sang happy birthday.

Until, my father kicked the door open and came in drunk.

He looked into his mother's eyes like a shark seeing its prey.

His mother was pushed down on the table by him, and the birthday cake was squeezed off the table and slammed upside down on the floor, white cream splattered on the floor.

Before her only dress was shredded, she waved the wind hard and motioned to me.

The mother didn't want her son to see such an unbearable self.

"Get out, get out!"

Feng Shen didn't go out, he grabbed his mother's knife for cutting fruit and stabbed the bastard in the leg.

His father turned around and tried to arrest him, swearing and saying that he wanted to kill Feng Shen.

His mother pounced on him, crying and begging him.

The man grabbed Feng Shen and raised his knife.

Feng Shen thought I was going to die, but he didn't, and his mother's only dress was stained with blood.

Someone rushed in and pulled the father out.

Mother lifted her blood-stained palm and grabbed Feng Shen's hand tightly.

"Promise my mother not to be like him and leave ...... Leave ......"

The mother's voice was very weak, and the palm of her hand grabbed the thin arm of the wind in pain.

She didn't finish the rest of the story.

Feng Shen didn't know where she wanted him to go.

But he knew that he had to kill that bastard to avenge his mother.

It's just not right now, he's too small to be a match for that bastard.

He wants to grow up, he wants to become stronger, like the brave man in the story his mother told.

The bastard, in a good mood one day, threw him a knife that he had brought back from the ship.

He would go to the beach every day to sharpen and practice.

He grew up to his mother's height, and his hands and feet were still thin, but he was able to catch guinea fish from the sea with his bare hands.

The knife had become a part of his body, and he could easily cut off a scale with the knife, or...... Cut open the belly of the fish with a knife.

The men on the island say that he is like his mother.

If he is a girl, he must also be a big beauty.

But my father said that if the wind was like him, it would definitely become a terrifying storm on the sea.

When he was drunk, he would pat his round belly and say that he would catch a girl from the boat and come back to Feng Shen as his wife.

On Feng Shen's twelfth birthday, there was no birthday cake, and his father brought a girl back.

She wore a red dress, her long hair fluttered in the sea breeze, and her big black eyes were brighter than pearls in the wind.

Mother would sometimes tell stories to Feng Shen, and the angels in the stories were cute and beautiful, with transparent wings.

Feng Shen felt that the girl in front of him must be an angel, but she lost her wings.

Everyone said that the child was mute, and that he did not eat, drink, or speak.

Feng Shen put the milk and food in front of her.

"If you don't eat, you'll starve."

She glanced at Feng Shen, her eyes stained with contempt and disdain, as well as anger.

Then, she lifted her dirty, unshoed right foot and kicked over the milk bowl.

Later, Feng Shen tried various methods.

Threaten her with a knife.

"I'll kill you if you don't eat."

She was indifferent.

Feng Shen pretended to hit her, but she grabbed her and bit her arm.

When Feng Shen finally shook her off, her lips were bloody—

His blood.

Feng Shen ignored her all day, and on the third day on the island, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.

Everyone thought she was going to die, and Feng Shen didn't believe it.

Feng Shen carried her to his bed, fed her water, fed her milk, removed the fish and pureed it into a pulp, and stuffed it into her mouth.

She lay in bed for two days, and at dawn on the third day, she finally woke up.

This time Feng Shen changed his approach, and he said to her in the tone that his mother had spoken to him.

"Drink the milk obediently, and I'll take you away when I leave here."

She lay on the bed, staring at Feng Shen with a pair of big eyes.

"Liar."

She said.

She's not dumb, she can talk.

"I'm not a liar, I mean what I say."

"You're all bad guys."

"I'm not!"

"How do you prove it?"

Feng Shen didn't know how to prove it, so in the end he could only take her to her mother's grave and swear to her in front of her mother.

"It's my mom, and I never lie in front of my mom."

She picked up the milk bowl and drank it in one gulp.

She said that to be her friend, she had to be a good person, just like her mother said.

She was very smart, and the box that her father had snatched from the ship was not jewelry, but books, and she recognized many of the words in it.

One day, while they were chatting on the beach, she wrote a word on the beach and told Feng Shen that this was Feng Shen's name.

"This word is the wind, the wind of freedom, you can go wherever you want."

Feng Shen had always hated his name, and he didn't want to be a storm.

But because he knew this word, he suddenly liked the name Xiaofeng.

The longer she grows, the taller her hair grows.

The men looked at her more and more strangely, and one day, a bastard even sneaked into their room and pressed her against the table, just like her father did to his mother.

After ten years, Feng Shen stabbed people with a knife again.

He didn't make the mistake of ten years ago, with a sharp knife piercing the man's back with precision.

The man died.

That was the first time Feng Shen killed someone.

"I'm a bad guy now."

"You're not." "The one who kills the bad guy is the good guy," she said. ”

When my father found out, he didn't get angry, but laughed with his glass.

"I knew that my son was just like me."

Feng Shen felt that he was not.

They have been quietly preparing to leave the island, air-drying the fish into dried fish, and collecting many bottles for fresh water......

They made an appointment to travel the world together.

He wanted to make money, buy her a dress, buy a book, buy a piano, and buy her a big, beautiful room, all covered with a carpet softer than the beach, and she didn't have to worry about being coerced even if she was barefoot.

Of course, before that, he has one more thing to do -

Kill that bastard!

The opportunity has finally arrived.

On his thirteenth birthday, his father gave Feng Shen a gun.

"Today, I'm going to prepare a special coming-of-age ceremony for you." He said.

Then he sank the ship with the wind.

She stood on the beach, looking at him worriedly.

"Wait until I get back."

Feng Shen stood at the bow of the boat, put his hands to his lips, and shouted to her.

The girl nodded vigorously and ran into the water, still waving at him.

"Xiaofeng, you must come back!"

As the boat drifted away, she became a tiny black dot.

Feng Shen thought he would come back soon, but he didn't.

The father took Feng Shen to an oil tanker and asked him to kill the gray-haired crew.

He knelt on the ground to save him, saying that he had a wife and a daughter at home.

Feng Shen thought lightly and did not shoot.

His father scolded him, beat him, snatched his gun and kicked him.

Feng Shen walked to the corner of the boat, and there was a small sound in the corner.

A pale-faced crew member straightened up with his gun in his hand, and Feng Shen saw that his hand holding the gun was trembling.

He wanted to tell the crew that he wasn't a pirate, that he was a good guy and that he could help them hide......

But the other party didn't give him a chance, and the bullet shot into his body, which burned terribly.

He fell out of the boat and into the sea.

The sea was so cold, he was so tired and sleepy, he wanted to close his eyes like this.

He saw his mother, she lay in a pool of blood, and a small figure, wearing her red dress, which was too short to be a shirt, waving at him vigorously.

"Xiaofeng, you must come back!"

He promised her to go back, he promised her to take her off the island and around the world, he promised her to make a lot of money to buy her all the beautiful dresses in the world......

He can't die, he wants to go back.

Feng Shen struggled desperately, but the sea seemed to hide an invisible palm, trying to drag him into the depths.

"Brother...... Elder brother! ”

Feng Shen woke up from a long and deep dream, opened his eyes, and saw Feng Nuan's worried eyes.

Raising her palm, she helped him wipe the cold sweat from the corners of her forehead, and she spoke softly.

"Another nightmare?"

Everything in the dream was too real, and the reality made him think he was back in the past.

Feng Shen sat up and looked around.

Surrounded by bright cabins, sunlight streaming in through the windows and illuminating the room through the curtains.

He's still captain, and he just attended Junqing's wedding last night.

Everyone drank too much, and he was no exception.

"What time is it?"

"Now...... Two o'clock in the afternoon. Feng Nuan took a glass of water and handed it to him, reminding with a smile, "You forgot to give a light gift yesterday!" ”

Feng Shen turned his face and looked at the gift box on the bedside table.

This is the wedding gift he specially chose for Junqing, a pair of winged little angels carved from blue crystal.

"I was only interested in drinking yesterday and forgot." Feng Shen stood up, "I'll go take a shower first." ”

"I'll get you something to eat."

Feng Nuan stood up and walked out of the room.

Feng Shen stood in the bathroom and replied softly.

The fingers subconsciously reached into the pocket, and in the pocket on the chest of the shirt, the button was still there.

He reached for the button, and the red button shimmered in the light.

Placing the clasp in the jewelry box on the sink, he turned and walked into the shower.

After a moment, after taking a shower and drying his hair and hands, he habitually clasped the buttons between his fingers and went into the cloakroom.

Change into a clean shirt and naturally raise your hand to get ready to put the buttons in.

Halfway through it, I took it out again.

It's been so long, and it's time for this button to be returned to its original owner.

Pulling open the drawer, he pulled out a box, poured the cufflinks inside into the drawer, and solemnly placed the button on the black velvet in the box.

Closing the lid, he came out with the box in his hand, removed the packaging and ribbon from the gift box, and wrapped it seriously.

There was a knock on the door, and he got up and opened it.

Outside the door, Feng Wen stood with a hot lunch on a tray in his hand.

"Let's eat!"

Putting things on the table, he noticed that he had opened the box, Feng Nuan was stunned, and landed on the small box, thoughtful.

Feng Shen wasn't too hungry, just took a few bites and stood up.

"Let's go, let's go deliver a present!"

He picked up the small box and held it in the palm of his hand.

Feng Nuan guessed something, didn't speak, and quietly followed, draping his coat and coat over his shoulders.

Walking all the way to the top passenger flight where Jun Qing and Emperor Lin were, his fingers were still gently rubbing on the gift box.

This buckle, which has been worn on his body for ten years, has become a habit and a part of him.

Now that I suddenly want to send it away, I am actually reluctant to give it up.

Standing in front of the door of Jun Qing and Emperor Lin, Feng Shen hesitated several times, but still raised his right hand to knock the door.

It was Emperor Lin who opened the door, and the man was casually wearing a shirt, the buttons of which had not yet been buttoned, and it seemed that he had just gotten up.

"I ...... Come and give a gift to the gentle. ”

Feng Shen raised his right hand, stretched out his hand in front of Emperor Lin, hesitated, or reached over.

"Happy newlyweds."

"Thank you!"

Emperor Lin solemnly took it and did not let the two in.

The one was still in bed and hadn't gotten up, and now was not the time to see the guests.

"I'll see you in the evening."

Feng Shen turned around and strode forward.

Emperor Lin looked at the small box in his hand, and his eyes fell on the backs of the two.

He heard it very clearly, and the other party was talking about giving a gentle gift.

"Who?"

In the bedroom, it was Junqing's voice.

He closed the door, walked in, and handed the small box in his hand to her.

"The wind sinks for you."

Jun sat up lightly, carefully untied the gauze strap on the box, and flipped the lid open.

She was stunned when she saw the button lying on the black velvet, and carefully pinched the button into her hand.

The girl pursed her lips and fell silent.

Emperor Lin raised his palm and helped her cut her messy hair.

"When you get home, I'll help you sew the buttons."

Jun raised his face lightly and smiled back at him.

"Okay."

On deck.

Feng Shen's right hand was inserted in the pocket of his coat, and his fingers clenched and released in the pocket a little boredly.

Missing that clasp, it seems......

Something was missing all of a sudden.

Hands, empty.

The heart is also empty.

A palm gently reached into his palm and playfully pressed against his palm.

He crosses his face.

In the line of sight, Feng Nuan shrank in the red scarf and smiled.

"Your hands are a little cold, borrow your hands to warm up."

Close your fingers and hold the girl's slender fingers.

His heart gradually calmed down, staring at the undulating sea, he said softly: "You haven't always wanted to travel around the world by boat, right, this winter vacation, let's go to the southern hemisphere first, okay?" ”

"That's what you said?" Feng Nuan raised his other hand and pointed at his face, "Don't regret it!" ”

Raising her free other hand, she held her cold hand in the palm of her hand and tucked it into her pocket, Feng Shen nodded slightly.

"No repentance."

"Great, I'm going to bring my camera and my paintbrush and keep a diary of our voyages, and maybe we'll discover a new island, and I'll name it after you...... But ......" Feng Nuan raised her face a little worriedly, "Brother, what if...... What if we get lost? ”。

"It's okay." Feng Shen looked at her and said softly, "As long as you keep moving forward, you will definitely find the other side." ”