Evil always comes from courage

After a long time, the waiters had already served me the hot meals. I looked carefully and saw that there was a new group of people. It seemed that someone had learned a lesson.

It wasn't until I started savoring each dish carefully and smelling the delicious aromas filling the air. After a while, I heard a small protest from the guy's stomach, and then I remembered that there was another person here. Finally, he couldn't hold back his temper, stopped the knife and fork in his hand, and asked;

"May I have your name?"

He still ignored me, but I was here enjoying the delicious food, listening to his stomach growling so happily.

"Okay, you can ignore me, but you have to eat. The food on the Victoria is unique. If you miss it, it will be your biggest loss. I can guarantee you that even the pickiest tongue will appreciate it. The chef of the Victoria was impressed."

He was still sitting there quietly, as if he was moved by my words for a moment, and shook unnaturally, as if he was trying his best to endure it and looked back at me.

I sighed helplessly, and secretly sighed in my heart, it's really true. Being stubborn enough, I continued to cut open the food on the plate with a knife. What was on this plate? Whale meat? I couldn't help but be distracted looking at the food in front of me. I was a little helpless, and after waiting for a moment, he looked like that again, Still didn't want to say a word to me, my patience was almost exhausted, I seemed to be complaining or talking to myself;

"If you don't want to say anything, I won't force you. Maybe your silence without saying a word is the best for me. At least I can spend the day quietly without doing anything."

I just said what I really thought, but even if I spent a whole day here doing nothing, I still felt very tired, so I decided to take the initiative and give it a last try.

"I heard the waiters say you haven't eaten anything since you were rescued and I can hear your stomach protesting."

I heard his stomach growling impatiently, and he seemed to be ashamed of it and hung his head. I put down the knife and fork in my hand, stood up, picked up a plate and walked towards him, saying this ;

"Okay, you still don't want to talk to me, but please don't let these carefully prepared foods go to waste."

I put one of the plates on the tea table to his right, very close to him. As long as he is willing to reach out, he can get it.

"Did you see the plate on the right? It’s whale meat. Only the Victoria can preserve whale meat on a long voyage."

I felt that I must be very shameless at this time. I sat on the bed less than one meter away from him, looking at the scenery outside the window like him, like a bird that kept chirping and noisy, and continued with a slightly complaining tone;

"I saw that what they brought was just soup and water, nothing good. Although Victoria's ship's doctor seemed to say that he was worried that you would be starving and not suitable for eating anything else, I still brought this for you. This is a rare thing, you have to try it anyway."

He seemed to be looking at me sideways. I could see his movements from the corner of my eye, but I pretended not to see anything. He didn't say a word to me for so long. Of course I should be very angry. I don't want to be like I smiled at him like a pug.

Maybe I had been angry with him for a long time. It probably started from the talkative waiter. My mood became extremely anxious. It felt like someone had touched my originally peaceful mind. A fire, but I couldn't show it.