[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

But Karl couldn't figure out how to dance like this?

When he looked at it, he felt that all his spirit was attracted to her. When her white feet were exposed in the skirt, there was no trace of lust | feeling, as if it should be born like this.

Then he saw her expression clearly, a strong sadness made him think that he was back in the big restaurant, because she had the same expression just now.Carl thought that this woman was still looking at him, with the same affectionate gaze, making it impossible to get rid of this feeling.

He touched his face reflexively, only to find that she didn't rush up to slap him again.

In the next second, she had started to spin. Karl had never seen a dancer who could dance a circle so naturally and beautifully.He thought it was pretty, and she was laughing and twirling around.Looking at it, Karl even forgot what he was doing here. The cigarette in his mouth had already fallen to the ground, and he just let his eyes move with the opponent's jumping.

He bit his mouth and missed the cigarette butt, and then the dance seemed to be coming to an end. She slowly, as if seeing something, stretched out her hand to hug.For the first time, he felt that he was short of words, because he couldn't describe what kind of posture it was. As far as his pitiful experience of watching classical dance was concerned, he couldn't understand the concept of modern dance at all.Then she lay there, so quiet that she didn't even breathe, as if she had become a corpse.

Carl tried to take two steps forward, to see what happened to her.As a result, she stood up from the ground suddenly and quickly, her expression was completely out of the blurred atmosphere just now, her long hair was messed up, a lot of dirt was stained on her skirt, and she looked sleepy.She walked to the side of the broken car in a daze, and Carl was on the other side, following her footsteps to the back of the car without making a sound.After walking a few steps, Karl realized that when she danced, she looked exactly the same as she did in the restaurant just now, that is to say, as long as she wanted, she could show that seductive look to any man.

Affectionate, thinking that she loves you for many years with terrifying and gentle eyes.

Carl suddenly suspected that the American silent film actress who was also in the upper class on this ship did not have such good acting skills.He snorted coldly at himself, maybe she has cheated many men, many poor men without money.Carl looked at her viciously, and stomped on the weird emotions in his heart that had arisen from seeing that dance.Did she think her tricks could be used in high society?No man in the upper class will be deceived and bewitched by her, and she is doomed to spend the rest of her life in prison.

Carl held his hands together, pursed his lips, and approached her step by step, intending to grab her.Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something flickering. He raised his head sensitively, and saw Lovejoy standing on the roof of the car, looking down coldly. He was holding a large net from nowhere. , suddenly dropped down.

Reflexively, Karl almost rushed forward to pull her away, of course, the thought was just a flash, and the foot just stepped made Karl feel so annoyed that he wanted to chop it off.

Lovejoy jumped out of the car very quickly, and stepped on the net with his foot. Carl stretched his neck and looked forward, fearing that he would step on something he shouldn't.As if he had already discovered his existence, Lovejoy said flatly: "Mr. Hockley, I found her, we..." He paused indistinctly. There was a kind of hesitant scrutiny, and then he continued slowly: "Do you want to hand her over to the crew to deal with?"

Carl seemed to have been poked at some pain point all of a sudden, he came out a little sternly, sneaked a few glances at the woman lying in the middle of the net, only to find that Lovejoy looked over with a strange expression.

What catches your eyes.Karl avoided that strange look, pretending that he had just arrived and walked to the net. He saw the thief lying in the net, looking at them curiously with round eyes. Karl thought they had caught him. is a cute big hamster.

He felt that looking down at her like this gave him the right sense of pleasure.

Carl sneered, and said sarcastically, "Ai..." For some reason, this name made him stutter, and he hurriedly corrected his almost stuttering tone, and finally called out this name.

He thought that at this point, the thief named Emily should feel scared, but she didn't have the attitude of begging for mercy at all.

Lovejoy took out the pistol, Carl couldn't help but pay attention to the gun, Emily climbed carefully out of the net, she was finally a little startled, the drooping eyelash shadow made her light green eyes more intense .

Looking a little pitiful, Karl was suddenly a little unhappy that his servant used a gun to scare people.Even if she is a thief, it is too much to scare a woman with a gun.After living for so many years, Karl, who barely has the concept of a gentleman, can finally understand the mood of those men who really put women first.

She looked very well-behaved and followed him silently.

When she went up the stairs and came out of the cargo hold, the white light in the corridor allowed Carl to see the makeup on her face that hadn't been wiped off, which made her look a bit harmless and embarrassed.

Occasionally, Lovejoy would silently observe his surroundings with a strange expression, observing and observing, and that strange gaze would return to Carl.He actually saw the twitching smirk at the corner of his employer's mouth. Although it just passed by and didn't appear anymore, it was easy for him to capture this subtle expression.

Then the old poodle decided that he should pay less attention to his employer's expression in the future.

The complexity of the corridor made Carl feel more and more uncomfortable as he walked. He wanted to change his clothes a little uncomfortably. faint.He must return to his room immediately to take a shower and change clothes, and then he will directly advise the captain at the tea party tomorrow. The security measures on the Titanic are in a mess. It is best to shut down the steerage passengers in the future, lest those who do anything The low-class people who got out climbed the upper deck to steal.

Carl squinted at the "inferior" next to her again. She seemed listless and sickly, which is what criminals do before they go to prison.The thought that she would finally stop jumping around made Karl feel lighter.

After finally meeting the service staff on board, Karl kept his identity away from the third-class waiters.He stood next to Emily, feeling uncomfortable again, and he looked up, trying to ignore the thief beside him.

"Carl."

I don't know if it was intentional, but every time this woman called his name, the end sound always had a creepy softness, which made Carl's goosebumps rise.He lowered his head just in time to see her laughing, not feeling sick at all just now, as if all the energy returned to her.And the next second, she lifted her skirt and ran away, and ran away again in front of him.

Karl was a little dazed, it was the first time he had seen a woman who could run like this.Looking back, I saw Lovejoy pulling out the pistol from his clothes, rushed over to grab his hand without thinking, and yelled at him, "Just grab her and put this thing away." Is it possible that I really want to Her life was lost.

A clear expression finally appeared on Lovejoy's face, and he said coldly, "I see."

what do you know?

Karl couldn't understand the metaphor behind the old servant's words at all. He turned around and chased after him. This was the first time he chased a woman so hard. She must have forgotten to wear a corset.

When he lost her trace after chasing her, Karl didn't know why he felt a sense of loss.He looked around, as if looking for something he had accidentally dropped.After sending Lovejoy to find someone, the suffocation became obvious. He stood at the stairs and habitually took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He didn't realize that he had forgotten the ignition tool until he touched his pocket.He bit his cigarette, and after a moment of silence, he angrily took the cigarette out of his mouth and threw it to the ground.

Don't let him find it, Karl thought sadly and madly.He wandered around at the top of the stairs, finally calming down the roar in his heart, and then walked forward and opened a door at random. He just wanted to go back to his room to take a shower and sleep. When he looked up, he saw a pair of eyes that were so familiar that his blood vessels burst , the color that once haunted him was astonishingly beautiful under the light.

"Hi." The owner of the eyes greeted him with a lovely smile.

Karl instinctively wanted to smile back, but before the smile came out, he already wished he could strangle this woman to death, and hid his head, "Don't run, stop."

She lifted her skirt and turned around to run. At that moment, Karl's thought of resting and taking a shower and returning to the upper class cabin disappeared. He wanted to catch the damn thief and strangle her to death. He wanted to strangle her to death with his own hands.

He almost caught the skirt flying up several times, but this woman has the ability to avoid this kind of crisis at the last moment. The more Karl chases her, the more she wants to go crazy. Where does she have the strength to run like this?In the end, he even chased into the engine room. Carl swore that this was the dirtiest place he had ever been to except the boiler room. The power of the steam made the environment of this ghost place even worse.

He saw her running up the iron ladder quickly. The off-white skirt was as illusory as a cloud in this cold world of iron products.Karl immediately ran after him, feeling like he was going to lose this woman again.Running to the railway track, he finally saw a worker running in front of her, blocking her just in time.The next scene that terrified him appeared, she stepped outside without even thinking about it, he immediately grabbed the skirt, worried that this crazy woman would fall off.

As a result, the strength was too great, the skirt was torn, and he staggered backwards, followed by a terrible sense of emptiness, and his brain felt blank for a moment, unable to immediately judge what happened.His hand instinctively went up to grab something, and in the next second, a curly golden color appeared in front of his eyes, and then his floating emptiness suddenly fell, and the outstretched hand was firmly grasped.

The loud vibrating sound of the machine was so close that it could tear him to pieces at any moment.Karl felt himself trembling, and he fell over the railing, and underneath was the terrible engine of the machine.Fear is like a bow stretched to the limit, anytime a bang will shatter his fragile body to pieces.

He raised his head helplessly to ask for help, panic crawled deep into the pupils of his eyes, the long golden hair brushed against his cheeks like soft feathers, and on the long hair were those green eyes that were as firm as flames.

They were so close, they were within reach.

Karl could even feel her breath every time he took a breath.She grabbed his arm tightly, so hard that she could even see the pain on her expression.

The dull pain in his chest became obvious again, and the vibration of the machine behind him almost merged with the beating rhythm of his chest cavity.

"Don't let go." Don't run away.Carl also grabbed her arm, he didn't know whether he was grabbing his own life or just this woman.There is only that vibrating rhythm in his brain, and this woman whose breath is intertwined with him.

She suddenly roared angrily: "Let me go."

hold on.Carl stared at her intently.

"Let go of me, Cal Hockley."

I don't let go.He tried harder, and there was a lot of noise around him. A bunch of dirty workers surrounded him, which disgusted him very much, and he wanted these insignificant guys to go away.

"Let go."

She desperately wanted to pull back her hand, but Karl didn't think much of it, and also tugged desperately.It seemed that she was using too much force, and she showed a very uncomfortable expression, which scared Karl to relax, fearing that she would break her hand.And the moment he let go, he couldn't grab anything anymore, and she got up and ran away.

He stumbled to his feet from the track, grabbed the railing and looked down. She had already run down there, her messy blond hair and tattered dress flying in the air.She turned around suddenly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes bent, she stretched out her index finger to touch her lips lightly, and then flicked her finger in his direction lightly.

This is a beautiful dance movement, as if saying goodbye to the closest person.

Carl stood there, unable to move, watching her run out of here with her feet loose.He touched the position of his chest strangely, and his breathing became extremely stagnant and difficult, and under the dull pain was the sound of a constantly accelerating heartbeat, so fast that he felt that this speed was as exaggerated as the sound of the ship's engine.

His heart has not been beating normally since seeing her.

It's like having a heart attack.