[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

For Cal Hockley, there is nothing money can't buy in this world.When he photographed the heart of the ocean in France, the idiot King George who loved to hunt birds and his Queen Mary, who was born in May, were kneeling down in India to accept the aborigines.Of course, this has nothing to do with him. In his eyes, the strict British nobles are a group of poor ghosts who are dressed in luxury but are like empty shells.

His father is the most famous steel tycoon in Pittsburgh, USA. There are tens of thousands of employees in his family, and the steel produced is sold to almost every country you can name.He grew up in a pile of money since he was a child and is the only heir to his family.If there is a kingdom of money, what he has and what he will inherit can make him king.

For him, there are only two kinds of people in this world, the poor and the rich.Of course, in addition to wealth, he also needs a little honor to embellish. In this era, the United States no longer needs to fight the War of Independence to hang its own Stars and Stripes, and there is no so-called military exploits to boast about.And what he can do is to have a noble wife to add flowers to his business empire.

When he first met Ruth Buckett, he thought she was the flower.

Ruth was very beautiful, absolutely beautiful.

Karl had never seen a girl with such an appetite. He still remembered the oil painting he saw in his home when his mother took him to visit an English nobleman when he was a child.The painting showed a childish, clean and clear blonde girl with light green eyes and skin as white as snow.

Like an angel, he was young at that time and thought he had never seen such a beautiful person.At that time, his mother was asked to buy it for him and this girl for him.

Then his mother told him that this is a painting, something the artist drew based on his own imagination, and there is no such person in this world.Karl basically forgot how he reacted at the time.Anyway, he was glad that he didn't have the habit of keeping a diary for such childish and mindless deeds, so he pretended that he had never done it.

Ruth has a pair of green eyes and white skin, which is very in line with Carl's aesthetics.He spent a lot of money on her and planned to take her to the United States to get engaged after traveling around Europe.As for the fiancée's bad habit of always being unhappy, Karl thinks that this is the age when noble girls come to be sentimental, and there are always some inexplicable problems.

He will never think that the reason for his fiancée's unhappiness lies in himself. He is young and wealthy, and has a huge inheritance right, so he is almost omnipotent in the women's circle.Others adore his charming manners, and his wealth.

He was invited to witness the magnificent moment during the sea trials of the Titanic. Belfast Shipyard has built the largest vehicle, and it is also the largest vehicle in the world, which is enough to crush the two large cruise ships of the Cunard Company. .Most of the steel on this ship came from his family's factory.

For this reason, Karl also specially asked several American newspapers with good relations with his family to vigorously promote the great magic of the Titanic, such as the most advanced [-] automatic waterproof cabins.This will bring unexpected benefits to his family business. As long as the maiden voyage of the Titanic goes smoothly, it can play a good role in publicizing the suppliers of the Titanic.

He had already booked the most luxurious rooms on the ship. When he passed through Belfast half a month before returning to the United States, he went to the headquarters of the shipyard to see some drawings of the upper cabins.Ismay had said that White Star had given Harlan Wolfe a blank check for the ship's first-class fit-out.

When he was going to go back, he said to Ruth, look, the steel on the world's largest vehicle is provided by my family.

So be happy, there is nothing money can't solve.

When he arrived in Southampton, he asked the driver to drive faster, so that his fiancée could see the Titanic earlier and be overwhelmed by its huge and beautiful steel shape.The car was crowded with people, and he looked impatiently at the scene outside the car window.Third-class tickets were sold so much that the docks were filled with civilians who were going to live in steerage.I heard that the designer of the Titanic decided to improve the steerage environment in order to make the ship more perfect. The third-class cabin also installed marble washbasins and heaters, which is like the second-class treatment on other ships.

Carl said that he sneered, there was no need for such a design at all, and many of them might not even know how to use the faucet.

The car kept slowing to a standstill. Carl sat in the car and knocked on the door with his cane in displeasure, and said to the driver, "Hurry up, don't make me think you are not suitable for this job."

The driver hurriedly honked his horn to disperse the crowd in front of him.It's a pity that there were too many people, and the speed of the car still couldn't be increased, and it even went slower and slower. In the end, in order not to be crowded with a mail truck, the driver had to stop first and let the mail truck pass.As a result, before the car stopped, Carl suddenly heard the driver's exclamation. He followed the driver's line of sight and saw a black figure running from the front of the car to the roof.

what?Carl felt a distinct sound coming from the roof of the car, and soon he became aware of someone standing above him.This feeling of being stepped on made him very angry, he immediately opened the door and went out, shouting fiercely: "What happened?" He hated any accident that would disrupt his planned steps, the car was crowded enough What annoyed him was that there was an inferior person running up to the roof of his car and standing on top of him.

He looked up immediately after stepping out of the car door, intending to teach this daring guy a lesson.Then he saw the eyes, a pale green on the verge of burning, startlingly hot in the dim April light of the harbor.In that second, his brain stopped functioning, and he even quickly reversed, and found the blurry oil painting when he was a few years old, and the girl on the painting was exactly the same light green.

Then a large shadow came over his face, and he instinctively wanted to avoid it, but before his body could escape, a heavy object completely crushed him, and his vision was only a blurred color, the green just now It seems to be still in his pupil membrane.The pain in his chest was terrifying, which made him reflexively order the manservant he was most familiar with, "Lovejoy..."

What the hell is this... In an instant, he lost his voice completely, and a large piece of gold slanted down, a color brighter than the sun, covering his face, trapping him in a narrow place, he could only be forced to fight with those pair of eyes Light green eyes met face to face.

Blond hair and blue eyes, this is his initial perception of beauty.

The dull pain in the place where his chest was heavily pressed was more obvious. Carl felt that he couldn't breathe, and even forgot what he was doing lying here.Forced, hit by this tough light green.

For a moment, Carl thought he was drowning, breathing hard and unable to move his eyes.

It wasn't until the waiter's exclamation immediately pulled him out of this terrible state that he could clearly see the other person's face...it was so black that the outline could not be seen at all, a damn mouse that crawled out of the coal pile.Carl finally knew it was time to be angry. He was pressed to the ground by such inferior people, and it was still the pier in Southampton. If someone he knew saw this, it would be another damn gossip joke in the social circle.

Almost couldn't help yelling, when Carl was angrily about to push away this guy who came out of nowhere, the other person's eyes changed, the very vibrant light green became very sharp, and then he felt a tightness in his chest , a strand of long blonde hair was caught by the chain of his pocket watch, and some of the rest of the long hair was still hanging down his face, which made him feel like this hair was very in line with his aesthetics, but it grew in a damn black The hair on the rat's body gives the urge to cut it.

Before he could resist, the guy who bumped him reached out and grabbed the strand of long hair that was stuck, and snapped it off.Then there was a sudden sharp pain in his abdomen, and one hand crushed the softest part of his stomach so hard that he almost couldn't spit out the breakfast in his stomach.Then he watched helplessly as his watch was grabbed by the other party and ran away. When he got up with the help of his attendants, the robber had already slipped into the crowd.

In broad daylight, he was robbed like this?

Damn Brits, damn Northern Irish independence, damn criminals.

Carl clutched his stomach and wished he could drive that blond-haired, green-eyed black mouse to death himself, he...or she made him so ashamed.

Ruth got off in another car, her plump figure was wrapped in clothes tailored by the most famous fashion designer in Paris, under a purple ribbon wide-brimmed hat, her eyes were cold and unwavering.Holding a delicate parasol of the same color, she looked suspiciously at Carl, who was covering his stomach, and asked politely, "What's wrong with you?"

Suddenly, there was a clear and crisp shout, "Don't get on the boat."

When Ruth turned her head to look for the source of the sound, she saw only the noisy flow of people on the pier, then she raised her head lightly, revealing the pair of dark green eyes under the sun hat, and a huge brand new cruise ship came into her sight like this inside.

TITANIC.

Carl quickly put away his indecent grinning image, straightened his body, came to Ruth's side, and said calmly: "I'm fine, it seems that I should meet with the prosecutor in charge of the dock affairs, they should mess up here. It’s better. It’s better to build a long road that can be graded to separate these civilians.”

"You should let them build the roads to the sky, so that you will never have to see the so-called civilians in your eyes." Ruth couldn't help but sneered at him, then stretched out her hand to support the back of the driver's hand, and got on again. car.The door closed immediately, shutting out Carl's inexplicable expression.

Carl watched his fiancée play his temper again. He snatched the civilized stick that Lovejoy helped pick up with some annoyance. Excessive force made the dull pain in his stomach obvious. He quickly looked around while clutching his stomach.That damn robber, thief, dead mouse... Don't be caught by him, or she will be sent to prison to serve her sentence for the rest of her life.

Looking at the design drawing is always different from being there. After visiting the private deck of his luxury suite, Carl looked at the decoration in the room. Whether it is the Georgian-style furniture or the large bathtub, he felt that the ticket price was not in vain. .Everything was perfect, except for the grotesque pictures that Ruth had brought out to decorate.Riding his fiancée to change clothes, Karl deliberately walked into the room to carefully observe the so-called Picasso or Monet's painting, and what magic power made her fall.

After watching for a while, he turned his eyes away with a headache.What is the painting, if the one called Monet can still tell what it is, Picasso's is a mess of garbage.It was strange and useless taste, and Karl walked away from the ugly paintings nonchalantly, pretending that he had never studied these cheap things.

Seeing the painting, he thought of the painting of a young girl when he was a child. It was only when he grew up that he realized that his aesthetic view seemed to be deeply influenced by that painting.So he chose Ruth, because Ruth's green eyes were beautiful, much more beautiful than those grotesque paintings.

Green eyes, those light green eyes on the pier suddenly crashed into his brain, and Karl flung them out of his head.that thief!

Dinner was at seven o'clock, in the luxurious restaurant in the middle of the D floor, and he had afternoon tea with the baroness and his wife in the palm tree restaurant on the A floor in the afternoon, and then made an appointment to have dinner together.Karl is very good at these interactions, he can always use the fastest time to mingle with the nobles of the same status, or those who are favored by the royal family.

It will never be him who has problems, but he seems to have found a fiancée who always has problems.When they got to the restaurant, they found that Ruth, who had advanced the elevator, hadn't entered the restaurant at all.He cursed at the door of the dining room, excused himself apologetically to the passing countess, turned around and walked aggressively up the grand staircase. His servant had come to report that Ruth was walking towards the upper deck at the stern.

As his future wife, it would be capricious not to even come to social evenings.He walked angrily to the promenade deck, and at a glance, he saw Ruth standing by the railing of the deck, and beside her were two band members hired by the Titanic.A piano player, and a conductor named Hallett.

This was something he couldn't understand about Ruth. As a very polite lady, she always liked to be with some useless guys.

Carl put his hands on his waist weakly, and waited behind Ruth for a while, but she didn't look back at all, and looked down intently.What's interesting, isn't the rest area of ​​the third-class cabin below?Maybe there are still rats running around, what else to look at but a bunch of working class immigrants.

Carl walked in and was about to call her when Hallett, who was standing next to Ruth, turned around suddenly, then bowed his head in greeting, and stretched out his hand in a quiet gesture.After making this impolite gesture, the conductor tilted his head and put his palms next to his ears in a listening posture.

Carl looked at him inexplicably, he stopped, and then looked down to the deck below.The last rays of the setting sun coated the deck with a layer of resplendent gold, and everyone—immigrants, poor ghosts, men, and women stood by the railing not far from the flagpole, scattered around there.

No one spoke, and it was so quiet that even the ocean was silent.

It is this quietness that keeps the slightly desolate harmonica melody drifting away.Carl came to the railing and put his hands on the railing. As long as he concentrated, the notes played by the harmonica could penetrate everyone's ears.

Then he saw her, in rags, sitting by the transom, with her head bowed, playing the harmonica.The last afterglow lingered on her long golden hair, as if the world was going to stop for her until she finished playing the piece.

Carl suddenly felt that she was very familiar, and this familiarity caused a strange dull pain in his chest.

"This piece is so beautiful, what's its name." Ruth asked aloud, her expression was very gentle, it seemed that even her soul was moved by the sound of the harmonica.

"I've never heard it before. It's telling us a story, a very beautiful one." Hallett replied softly, and he asked the pianist next to him, "Percy, have you heard it?"

The pianist pondered for a moment and shook his head regretfully.

"It seems to be a story that only belongs to this girl." Hallett stared down, showing a sincere smile.

"It's just a showman." After listening to Carl, he decisively came to a conclusion. Looking at the dirty clothes, he saw that he was a homeless man sleeping on the street or sleeping under a bridge. It is common for homeless people to play the harmonica and beg.

Hallett and Percy Taylor gave him a surprised look, then shook their heads tacitly.The band conductor put his arm around the pianist's shoulders, "Percy, we're about to start work, let's play the Blue Danube for our first piece tonight."

"Can we play this harmonica?"

"Then you have to ask that kid, guests don't listen to music without a name."

"You are wrong, Henry, even if there is a name, they don't listen to it." The pianist smiled and walked back with the conductor, and quickly disappeared on the deck.

Carl saw that Ruth also turned to look at him, and his eyes were exactly the same as those of the two hired workers just now.He suppressed the feeling of breathlessness, and said to Ruth: "I think the Baron of Scotland is waiting for us, don't be greedy for these performances and miss the business."

"Business? Are your so-called business affairs those hypocritical entertainments?" Ruth looked at him incredulously, then moved her hands from the railing, turned around and left, "You never know what is the most beautiful thing."

"What... hypocrisy? A beautiful thing?" Carl laughed disdainfully. He followed Ruth's footsteps quickly, intending to let his fiancée know that being so presumptuous would make him angry.After walking two steps, he stopped, he clutched his chest, and slowly frowned, that familiar feeling came out again.Suddenly, Carl suddenly realized what he had overlooked.

The blond hair, the dirty rags, the pale green eyes.He turned around, and suddenly saw the figure standing upright, standing on the railing, she stood so straight, as if she would fly away in the next second.

Carl stretched out his hand to grab the railing, held his breath, and looked at the figure from behind, so illusory under the afterglow of the twilight that it would disappear at any time.The picture of a young girl that had been imprinted in his mind since childhood reappeared.

He heard his trembling voice say, "Lovejoy, grab her." He woke up immediately, and added, raising his voice, "She's the thief."

What girlish painting, she is just a thief.