[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

When I ran to the bow deck and turned back, the 200 electric lights on the Titanic illuminated the [-]-meter-long Jumbo brilliantly.The light was so bright that people thought it was a fire. I crouched down and hid in the shadow under the mast. Above the mast was a watchtower. There were two watchmen on duty. Their eyes were only allocated to Wang Yang in front of them, and they couldn’t spot me at all. exist.

I lowered my head and rubbed my ankles, the obvious low temperature made me shiver uncontrollably.In fact, it is not really cold. When the boat does not sail into the ice floe area, it doesn’t matter if you wear less. I just feel hungry, and it is difficult for my body to carry other burdens in a hungry state.

I heard the sound of chaotic footsteps, and the arresting team that followed me up from the B deck finally appeared.One of them called very loudly to the lookout on the mast: "Reggino, did you see a female passenger come here? She's long-haired and blond."

"The current female passengers don't have long hair. I'm only responsible for looking at other ships or icebergs. I haven't seen any female passengers. They are all chatting about French perfumes and clothes in the first-class restaurant." Reginald was annoyed Howling back, he couldn't see me even if he looked down.

So I continued to lean against the mast and quietly looked up at the sky. There were only countless stars shining in the salt gray sky, as if lying silently frozen in the velvet clouds.The bow of the ship broke through the calm sea, and the intense roar of the water and the sea wind reached me at the same time.

In this trembling sound, I heard the crew members who were chasing me discuss with each other how to catch me as soon as possible so as not to disturb the nearby guests.This is the closest thing to first class, and their concerns are understandable.

I can't take the risk with them anymore, whether I have the watch in my pocket or not, as long as the VIP in the first class bites him and sees me take it with his own eyes, this group of dedicated sea workers will I'm being held in New York, and it would be a better idea to hand me over to the police.

Can I expect Cal Hockley to let go of the wrong person, or that he didn't see me take his watch... well, it was an accident, it took me eight lifetimes to accidentally take the damn watch What's more unfortunate is that the owner of the watch is still in the same boat as me.

The big deal is that after I get off the ship, I have the opportunity to go to the United States to save enough money to buy a piece and return it to him.

After staying for a few minutes, the crew who caught up finally decided to disperse. Some of them planned to go to the third-class cabin at the stern to see if I was there. If they couldn’t find them, they would go to the saloon of the third-class cabin to see if I was there. Dancing and drinking.Some walked towards the deck of the first-class cabin, their footsteps were cautious, for fear of disturbing the noble ladies in the first-class cabin.

I waited for a while to make sure that all the mouse traps on the deck were gone, and then I took off my sailor cap as if nothing had happened.Then he stretched out his hands to grab the messy long hair, smoothed it a few times, curled the hair neatly with one hand a few times and put it on his head, and then fixed the hair in the hat once he put on the hat.

Putting my hands in my coat pockets, I slowly stepped out from behind the mast with my shoulders slumped.The lookouts overhead didn't see me at all. They kept their eyes from moving easily, and even if they glanced down occasionally, they would only see a third-class male passenger walking here.

I walked down the stairs on the bow deck without making a sound, and came to the D deck. When I saw the white iron stairs connecting the upper deck, I ran up easily.At this time, few passengers would come out to wander around. They all enjoyed the luxurious services of this ship in the dining room or smoking room.

I encountered a little problem when I went to the B deck. I saw that the flight attendant in charge of that area was guarding the entrance, and it seemed that strangers were not welcome to enter.I turned around and went to climb the railing, and kept walking on the promenade deck on the B floor, lowering my head to avoid some men in tuxedos and ladies in evening dresses, they exclaimed, as if they couldn’t understand where I came from out of nowhere.

A waiter was carrying a wine plate with champagne on it, and seemed to follow the guests from the restaurant to the promenade deck. He saw me and asked suspiciously: "Wait, how did you get here, you shouldn't be here."

Also, the fare of 30 yuan is completely incomparable with the service brought by the fare of 3000 yuan.

"Quiet, child." I walked over quickly without any expression on my face.The waiter looked at the sailor cap on my head inexplicably, and he seemed unsure whether to come up and stop me.Before he could react, I calmly walked past the deck chairs, turned a corner and went down the stairs to the first-class suite area on the starboard B floor.He casually pushed the door of one of the rooms, and it was locked... He walked over without stopping, then pushed the next door, and it opened.

At this moment I am faced with two choices, one is to go in immediately, because I can feel that there will be people in this corridor in a few seconds, it may be a waiter, a mousetrap or any passenger, but the risk of going in is that there are already people. The guest was back in the cabin suite, so the door was left unlocked.The second is that I will leave here immediately, but in less than an hour I will face being rounded up by more than a dozen big men, and I have to raise my hands and obediently go back to the prison on the bottom deck, waiting for the tragic consequences of being drowned.

Overpower a guest or two or get caught by a crew, I choose the former.Without hesitation, he flashed in and closed the door.Before I turned around, I could smell the light scent of flowers. The first thing I saw when I turned around was the fireplace in the room. The red lacquered teak wood on the all-marble wall was shiny and clean.Above the fireplace is a large mirror with red and white roses on both sides, and a Roman numeral clock pointing to "X" (ten) in the center of the roses.Time passed little by little, as if the life of the ship began to wither with these roses.

I haven't paid attention to my image for a while. Although I know I must be very sloppy, the inside appearance is still unexpected. I think if I wash my face, no one will recognize me.

A hollow human figure appeared in the mirror, the face was gray and black, and the homeless man's coat was so dirty that it was like a large piece of garbage, and this piece of garbage just happened to fit on my bamboo pole.It was kindness for the doctor who checked for infectious diseases not to throw me overboard.

I saw finely carved wooden ceiling borders, and gilt ornaments here and there on the teak paneling.The lampstand on the wall and the dim yellow electric lamp comfortably cast a warm and luxurious color on this brand-new dark red room.Behind the screen next to the fireplace was a wine cabinet, unlocked, full of high-strength brandy, some years old.

I was very quiet, didn't make any sound, and stepped on the soft carpet at an unhurried speed.This is the upper class room, and I can almost imagine that I am safe for the time being, because those crew members chasing thieves will not risk frightening these distinguished guests, come here to knock on the door and search for it.

From the living room to the private balcony, a row of palm trees is planted on the private deck of more than ten meters, and behind the palm trees is a closed glass rectangular porthole.I looked around and saw no one came back into the room again.Then I walked through all the rooms in this B-floor upper class suite at a very fast speed without making a sound, including a reception room, two bedrooms, and a private bathroom.On all the chairs in one of the bedrooms, various oil paintings are placed on the walls.

A picture of Monet's water lilies lying quietly on the sofa, in the grotesque distortion of Picasso, it looks especially quiet and hazy.

Very beautiful, directly to the tranquility of the soul.

I softly close the door full of expensive paintings, works of art that deserve respect even if they last only a few days.Then I walked quickly to the bathroom, and before the passenger came back, I wanted to change myself in the least amount of time.I can’t go back to the lower class, so I can only spend time in the upper class, and then find a chance to disembark when the ship docks tomorrow.

And if I want to spend time in the upper class, I must first take a shower.If I don’t wash myself clean, I will be in the bright white corridor of the first-class cabin when I go out, let alone avoiding it, others will back away from me just by smelling it.Then there will be countless disturbed screams, directly notifying the picket team of my location.They will definitely use the fastest speed to re-trap me to the lowest cabin and lock me up with handcuffs. Maybe Jack will come to accompany me before the ship sinks, and then we will wait for the brave goddess to save our two soft feet with an ax shrimp.

Closing the door and stripping clothes, I jumped so fast when I took off my pants that I almost bumped into the clean and gorgeous washbasin next to the bathtub.

I was so dirty that I hadn't bathed in a century, and the mud balls rubbed off my body could fill up a watertight compartment.Before draining a tank of dirty water and turning on the hot water to refill a bathtub, I grabbed a women's bathrobe from the bathroom and threw it on casually, my freshly washed long hair hanging wet behind me.I opened the door and ran to the living room, carefully avoiding those art paintings. I entered the lady's room, pushed open her closet, and reached out to take out a dinner dress. The light green ribbon swayed with the elegant skirt.

I pressed the clothes roughly on my body based on my feeling, and it was a little loose. My body is thin and plump, but fortunately there is a belt, and the upper body can only be loosened by other methods.

Someone might come back here every second, so I didn't have any hesitation in my actions.The process of taking a shower and getting clothes is basically done in one go.

I rushed to the bathroom with my clothes in my arms and hung them on the hangers.The water in the bathtub has overflowed. I turned off the water and threw away the bathrobe. I stepped into the bathtub naked. I wasn’t sure if I still smelled. I pressed my head and body into the water. He held his breath for several seconds, intending to soak his body in one go so that he could change his clothes and leave here immediately.

I stood up from the water when I was about to take a breath, and the bathtub water splashed from my long hair, cheeks, shoulders to chest, and under my thighs, like the sound of a waterfall.The bathroom door opened so suddenly, without warning, that I didn't have time to dodge it, or even reach for a cover.

Just like this, his body was facing the door, without any clothes on his body, and he was more exposed than a newborn baby.

The man who had just walked into the bathroom looked at me like this, holding a glass in his left hand and a bottle of brandy in his right, with a relaxed smile on his face.Then his smiling face froze, and his expression froze for a weird moment, as if he couldn't believe his eyes. He just stood at the door of the bathroom, staring at me blankly.

Heck!

I'm almost sure those words came out of his eyes.

I didn't move, I didn't retreat into the bathtub, and I didn't scream and run aside to cover myself with my clothes, I just looked at him coldly, and we stared at each other.

Suddenly, the glass in his hand slipped and fell to the ground along with the wine inside.The unexpected noise frightened him, and the man took half a step back in embarrassment, and soon he stabilized again, as if he couldn't bear his embarrassment.His eyes wandered to the left and right, and he said very politely: "Sorry, I went to the wrong place." He spoke so fast that it was almost impossible for people to understand the meaning of this series of English words.But when he said sorry, I saw very clearly that his eyes wandered to my body again.

In the next second, he stepped back and stretched out his hand to apologize repeatedly, "I'm sorry for scaring you, I'll leave immediately, of course I didn't see anything, please rest assured."

While maintaining his good demeanor and walking outside, he almost slipped and fell while stepping on the glass.After a stagger, he immediately put away his embarrassment and slammed the door very calmly.

I... took a deep breath, I'm pretty sure, this bastard has seen me all.The last few glances were intentional, not for nothing - Cal Hockley!

I gritted my teeth and stepped out of the bathtub roughly, and found that I didn't have time to put on the skirt at all. I stretched out my hand and draped the bathrobe over my body, tightened my belt, and wrapped myself into a meat dumpling.Then he trot to the door and counted three in a low voice, one, two... The door suddenly opened, and Carl asked suspiciously, "Wait a minute, this is my place."

Congratulations sir, you answered correctly.

I'm going to fuck you.

With a kick, I made him lie down directly.