Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 -1 2019 | Page 98

"What now?" Feng questioned the captain. Silence greeted him. Chong pulled him aside. "I think the
captain’s mad at you. It might be because of you and the girl...". How did he know?
Before Feng could speak, he was abruptly interrupted by Chong.
"She spoke like a girl, her hat appeared to be fit to burst so hair was probably stuffed with hair underneath, it
was never taken off in public and she cared for you a great deal..." He glared his blazing ebony eyes. Oh.
Chong’s bed was on the other side of his so, Feng deduced, Chong must’ve secretly spied on them that
deadly night.
"Right. Give the captain my apologies." Feng turned away before his friend could peek at the lonely tear
rolling down his cheek, leaving a trail of sparkling water.
Cloudy white tears streaming down his pale face, the cabin boy strode into his room, collapsed onto his bed
and opened his confider. Feng jotted down in his journal:
It's my fault Xiu Ying is taken as the Kraken’s prisoner. My fault I blew her cover. My fault that the captain
and Chong is burning with rage. My fault I distracted Xiu Ying. I should've been there to help her, like
she’s always done for me. That’s why she was here in the first place, to protect me, to be here for me, to
save me as she always does.
Finally, I understand it. But even if I do, what use will it be now?
Everything’s my fault. I owe it to Xiu Ying to make things right. Like it was before I got tangled up in this
mess, before Xiu Ying came on board, before she showed me her true identity. I’ll save her, I will. I’ll make
amends with the captain and Chong. I’ll make the wrongs into perfect rights.
I must. For Xiu Ying.