[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

When we entered the restaurant, the tone here changed from slightly dark outside to bright and clean. The large area of ​​white paneling and solemn wooden red supported the main tone of the restaurant.Andrew walked to an empty dining table, let go of my hand, and naturally helped me pull the chair away.

When I sat down, another man who had left the table and was about to go out turned back immediately. He quickly walked over to Andrew and said with a smile, "Tommy, did you take my whistle?"

"Arti, you forgot it in the pocket of the clothes that need to be cleaned up again. I still can't find the pen I used for drawing." Andrew patted him on the shoulder skillfully, and then introduced me, "Arti Frost Te, the fitter of the Titanic, this is Emily."

"It's just an ordinary worker, Tommy." Frost smiled at me without any embarrassment, "Nice to meet you, Miss Emily, I hope this journey can make you feel happy."

I'm very happy, and I'd be much happier if your crew didn't run after me.

"Hello." I nodded and continued to smile.

Frost came and went in a hurry. Before leaving, he still said softly beside Andrew: "I'll go and see the engine room. The whistle must have been taken away by William. He likes to use my whistle to play ditties."

"I hope it won't scare you. His character is a bit impatient." Andrew opened the chair and sat down. He waved for a waiter to come over. The crowd in the restaurant has gone a lot. After dinner, the group of first-class guests always have somewhere to go Can kill time.

The waiter came over and politely asked what we needed. I asked Andrew to help me order. This is not a place I am familiar with. The quieter I am, the less vulnerable I can be.After all, I was still rolling with rats in third class in the evening, so I had to keep myself from being too rude.

The tableware is all printed with the unique White Star logo of the White Star Company. On the clean white tablecloth, the plates, knives and forks are meticulously arranged along a straight line.I really admire the service staff here. They put hundreds of exquisite plates every day, and they can still be neat and tidy without getting bored.

Although I don't like eating Western food, the etiquette of Western food still remains in my mind.I tried my best not to stand out, to be as inconspicuous as every unmarried girl here.

The best time is to hurry up to tomorrow, as long as I stay up until noon tomorrow, I will be completely relieved.

After Andrew ordered the dishes, he got up and walked to the band, and greeted the band conductor, "Henry."

"Mr. Andrew, what music do you want to hear?" Henry put the violin back on his shoulders. He looked up at Andrew, and would change the position of the strings in his hand at any time according to his needs.

"Londonderry ditty." He ordered familiarly, then walked back to me, pulled out the chair and sat down and said, "If you are going to disembark in Ireland tomorrow, I hope you don't mind going to Ireland to see the beautiful music there. Scenery. By the way, say hello to me and your uncle, maybe I can show you around the ship before disembarking tomorrow. You are the first guest I have met who praised the Titanic so much. I can’t see you taking the whole journey. Regret."

In the small talk in the restaurant, I told Andrew that because my uncle couldn't bear the pain of seasickness, he had to disembark when the ship docked tomorrow.But the uncle who also gets seasick on such a smooth cruise ship is really a miracle, I calmly ignore the mistakes of this kind of lie.

"Next time I have a chance, I will choose White Star Line's cruise again, and I hope to see you..." I suddenly stopped, and it was the first time I found this kind of lie so difficult to swallow, and suddenly found where I was sitting, The tableware at hand, the ceiling lamp as beautiful as daylight, if anyone passes by me, they will completely disappear after a few days.

This is a huge tomb, a place of death beyond compare.

The Londonderry aria began to flow slowly from the strings of the violin, as well as the sound of the piano. Not long after we sat down, the pianist who was playing in the reception hall also came over to help with the ensemble.

The notes of the violin step on the footprints of the piano slowly and gently, telling the quiet white snow of Ireland in the past and the passing summer flowers.

"This is a folk song in Northern Ireland. I grew up listening to it. I hope you will like it." Andrew turned his head to listen intently because he heard the familiar tune. He said nostalgicly, "My father's favorite music, it It begins with a story of a father's love for his son who has gone away."

Following his gaze, I saw the band conductor Henry with his eyes closed, who was playing affectionately, and the pianist from time to time who easily matched his scattered piano sounds.

Uncontrollable, I almost wanted to stand on tiptoes.I fell in love with this kind of melody that is slow to death and warm enough to make people feel sad.

I have been exposed to dance since I was a child. Music is almost something that accompanies me. My soul is made up of dancing feet and beautiful music.As long as there is a melody, I naturally know how to express it with movements.

Standing up and dancing is not a lady's thing to do now, I can only suppress the urge and watch the restaurant waiter start to serve the food.

The white and clean sleeves of the waiter did not have any wrinkles. He politely asked my needs and was ready to serve the guests at this table at any time.Sometimes I really want to hold the waiter's hand, seeing you are so young, why don't you get off the boat with me tomorrow.I remember the great and unfortunate fact that more crew members died on the Titanic than all guests.

The first course was quail egg aspic, served with a lovely bun.I am still used to the aesthetics of Chinese food. Many combinations of Western food make me feel how they are combined into dishes.The square table was covered with a clean tablecloth, and my feet were hidden under the table. When I started eating, my feet had already protruded out of my shoes without a sound.To the melody of Londonderry minor, I tipped my toes with ease and began to dance secretly.

"It tastes good." Andrew was not stingy with anything worthy of praise. Not only did he show a kind smile to the upper-class passengers, he even seemed approachable to the waiters.

I nodded and stuffed a mouthful of food into my mouth.Wipe the floor with bare feet, tense the muscles of the calf little by little, and then reach the knee, the toes are leaving the ground, following the rhythm of the violin, the feet that tiptoe to the tip of the thumb suddenly return to the ground, cross and quickly stand on tiptoe ...

The feet are moving, but the body is not affected.

I love the game where the band sits in front of the sheet music and plays the music from the album, and I sit next to them, surreptitiously dancing to their tunes.

"Mr. Andrew, why don't you put in more lifeboats?" I stopped my dance, and finally couldn't help reminding him against the backdrop of the gentle and tender melody.

"Do you think there are fewer lifeboats?" Andrew looked up at me strangely, as if he thought it was incredible that I would pay attention to these, and he added: "Generally, guests who walk on the deck of lifeboats rarely notice these. Well, in fact, it is designed The boom can also hold 32 lifeboats, but not all of them were installed for fear of affecting the beauty of the deck.”

I looked down at the white star logo hidden in the food in the center of the plate, and then continued: "Why don't you put them all on, are you risking the lives of the passengers?" change anything.

For example, I hope they will pay attention to the number of lifeboats, although I know this hope sounds so remote.Because when the Titanic set sail, it proved that everything had been decided internally, and the issue of lifeboats may have experienced many wrestling before it became this number.

"No, Emily, more people think that putting too many lifeboats on the promenade deck is putting passengers at risk, because most passengers will be frightened when they see too many lifeboats, because they don't have confidence in their own boats to put so many Life-saving equipment." Andrew seemed to think of something, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and then he smiled again, "Actually, I once suggested that 64 lifeboats should be placed. But both the Ministry of Trade and my uncle think that [-] boats are already suitable. The law says, they're stubborn, ha, I'll try to get opinions from passengers who think like you. Of course, the ship is strong, it's a lifeboat in itself."

"Unsinkable." I remembered what others had said about the ship on the street when I went to Southampton Port.It is not clear whether the Titanic's publicity was too successful, or the White Star Company bought the newspapers. Anyway, when the royal luxury ship was launched, it was an absolutely unsinkable ship in the eyes of everyone.

"According to your auspicious words, the respect will never sink." Andrew picked up the wine glass, he couldn't understand the meaning of my words at all, and thought it was a beautiful blessing worth celebrating.

Fuck your unsinkable!

I really want to grab the collar of this dick-headed designer and shake it like hell, I'm reminding you that the ship is sinking it's sinking, and there's no need for champagne to celebrate.

But can I tell him that the ship will hit the iceberg and cause a huge shipwreck?

The music of the violin is still affectionate and gentle, as if telling me to calm down, you will rest in peace.

I endured and endured, enduring the aggrieved feeling of knowing that everyone is going to die, but you know the result but can't say anything.I put my feet back into the shoes vigorously, I don't want to dance the quiet and beautiful modern dance anymore, now I want to lift the table and dance flamenco with a cold face.

"To the unsinkable Titanic." I finally swallowed the feeling of being unwilling to burst out, pulled a stiff smile, and then raised the wine glass in my hand.The wine in the transparent glass shook visibly, and I almost threw the wine out of the glass with so much force.

Andrew nodded, his smile was contagious and his every move was charming.

When I brought the wine glass to my mouth, I looked casually at the door of the restaurant, where the service staff just opened the door to welcome the guests.The first thing I saw was a crew member wearing a black uniform, and his rank should not be low. He seemed to be looking for something, and his expression was very sharp and vigilant.

I paused with the wine glass near my mouth, and watched the crew member ask the waiter in a low voice.The waiter looked around strangely, then shook his head and said something to him.

The hand holding the wine glass turned white with some force. Perhaps according to Carl's description, they could find me through the clothes.But the color of the clothes I wear is not special, at least I saw at least three women with similar styles to me along the way.

Now that I stand up, I am telling them to find the right person.

The crew didn't look at me, he turned his head back suddenly, he seemed to be waiting for someone, could it be the old poodle of Karl's family?

As long as it wasn't for Karl himself to identify me, no one would dare to forcefully ask me if I was a thief from the third-class cabin based on my friendship with Andrew sitting at the same table.I naturally looked towards the orchestra again. The Londonderry minor had come to an end, and the strings in the musician's hand slowly stopped.

When the music finally ended and there was an interval of silence, I felt for a moment an eerie horror, as if someone's eyes were resting on me very maliciously.The bad premonition in my heart finally forced me to find the answer. I looked at the door just now, and the first thing I saw was Carl's old poodle, and Lovejoy in a three-piece suit stared ominously at the dining room everyone.

This is not the most terrible person, the most terrible person standing next to him is Cal Hockley, the old poodle owner with his hands on his stomach and his face is frighteningly pale.