[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

After putting on my shoes, I followed Lovejoy like an obedient white rabbit to the stairs of the cargo hold. Unlike me passing through the door of the boiler room, this is obviously a passage specially set up for the cargo hold staff.The old poodle stood very close to me, and when people met us, they would only think that this old menopausal zombie was my housekeeper or something.

Carl walked with me. He looked much better than before, at least his feet were no longer limping, even if he still supported his waist with his hands, it was much less embarrassing than holding his stomach.From time to time he would look at me viciously, but when I glared back, he looked away immediately.

I'm thinking about grabbing him hostage so the old poodle won't dare to swing around with a gun.I observed that guy Cal calmly, and noticed that the cuffs of his tuxedo were half rolled up, exposing the part of his wrist, and he wore a gold ring with gemstones on his little finger, which looked very shiny.

Then I have to admit that he should be good in fitness, and his muscles are stronger and stronger than ordinary men.This means that when I attack him with my bare hands, I will be suppressed by his strength.I'm just a dancer, not an Olympic champion in weightlifting or taekwondo. Without weapons or surprise, there is no way to subdue a big man so easily.

As if noticing that I was observing him, Cal Hockley frowned in disgust, and some uncomfortable emotion made his small movements more obvious.He stretched out his fingers to touch his lips, and by the way, he wanted to bite lightly.Of course, he soon realized that this kind of action was very immature, pretending to be nonchalant, he raised his head and let his hands touch the silk bow on the collar.

Like a proud bald peacock with its tail trampled on.

There is no elevator in the cargo hold area on the lower deck, and we have to find the stairs for the access when we go up.It may be that the time is close to late at night, so I didn’t see half of the waiters when I passed the corridor on the ground floor. The old poodle would occasionally stop, because the corridors here extend in all directions, and from time to time you can see three roads leading to different places with one turn, but Exterior white paneling is strikingly consistent with those exposed gas pipes.

When Cal Hockley passed the third fork, he finally couldn't help complaining impatiently: "The group of damn workers in Northern Ireland who fight for independence at every turn, have to make this ship so complicated?"

Why didn't you complain when you and your old poodle came down just now? I lowered my head in silence. Although I know how to get to the upper deck, I would rather spend most of the night sleepwalking on the lower deck.

"Miss Emily, you look very familiar with this place, I think you will know how to get to the dining room on D deck." The old poodle suddenly remembered that there is such a big living person as me, he didn't seem to feel it at all Their master and servant lost their way, and it would be embarrassing to need a woman to lead the way, so he even more shamelessly threatened me with a low and hoarse voice in English with an English accent.

Growing up in a society that respects the old and loves the young, and I consider myself to be kind-hearted, this is the first time I have the thought of punching this old man with a cloth bag.

"You know? Tell me quickly. Even if you apologize, you'll still go to jail. You won't be able to escape." Carl seemed to be driven around by this maze-like ghost place, and he was talking to me. Looks like I'm a poor worker in his factory and deserves to be cut by him.

bad boy.It's no wonder that these two goods can be so well matched, it is simply one of the most annoying pairings of the [-]th century.

"I'm not sure, I just ran away when I came down, maybe we can stand here and wait, or meet the service staff here." I smiled at Lovejoy and politely I lifted my skirt to show how weak, cute and helpless I am, being persecuted by them to the point where I can’t recognize my environment.

"Wait until when? Hmph, even if it's the Titanic, it can't prove that the workers on the ship won't be lazy. Maybe those waiters who smile politely and just want money are now whistling in the third class cabin Big sleep." Carl frowned in annoyance, and stood with his feet a little eight steps apart to stabilize his body.At least he didn't seem to be breathing as hard as before. He moved his hands away from his waist and pursed his lips tightly, so that the nasolabial folds were squeezed out by him.

"Maybe Mr. Hockley can throw dollar bills at the corridor wall, and then the rivet steel plate behind the wall will pop out adoringly and tell you where to go." Guys really take out the money to smash the deck.

"What are you talking about? Throwing dollar bills at the corridor wall?" Carl seemed to have heard some strange call, and he forced a mocking sneer, "It's such an uninspired joke, you should learn how to be elegantly humorous. Or You are reminding me that you must give you a tip when you lead the way." He laughed at me very elegantly, then reached out and took out a beautiful and noble cigarette case from the inside pocket of his tuxedo, opened the case and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth .

It seems that he has finally fully recovered from the two kicks I kicked, and has the strength to create second-hand smoke to pollute the world.

With an unlit cigarette in his mouth, he touched his pocket, and then his trousers pocket, his expression was dazed for a moment, as if he was thinking about where his lighter or matchbox went.Then he came back to his senses and raised an eyebrow at Lovejoy, as if signaling him to come over and light a cigarette.

Looking at the corridor passage, Lovejoy just turned his head and only heard Carl's words, and didn't notice the cigarette on his mouth.So Lovejoy is very generous like a rich butler's dog leg. He stretched out his hand and took out a dollar bill from his suit inner pocket, slapped it on my hand, and then he ordered neatly: "Lead the way." He I thought it was what Karl meant, and the movements were beautifully collected.

I looked at the ten dollars in my hand a little dullly for a moment. What can ten dollars buy in this era?You can go to a department store to buy two sets of clothes, or you can buy a ten-yuan hand crank phone. By the way, the cheapest violin is only five or six yuan.

It seems that tips on the Titanic are really good. Counting the 30 dollars that are not on me, I have earned 40 dollars without doing anything. Buying a steerage ticket for this ship, and There is money left over for a set of clothes.

Carl Kong was smoking a cigarette, blinking inexplicably, then he came back to his senses and lazily raised his drooping eyelids, almost rolling his eyes and uttering words like idiot or idiot.Then he reached for the cigarette in his mouth, tapped the white paneling of the corridor with the back of his hand, and ordered in a tone similar to that of an old poodle: "Hurry up and lead the way, I don't want to hang around this ghost place all night, Aren't thieves the best at observing the environment?"

I...slowly closed my palms, and with a soft force, bit by bit the ten yuan bill was pinched tightly.Or I should go buy two of the cheapest violins and headshot these two guys in front of me one by one.I have seen people who are defiant, but they are so defiant, they are simply rare animals.

I took a deep breath, then raised my head and raised my chin slightly, and said to the old and young bastard in front of me with a smile: "Okay, sir."