[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

I decided to put these messy ghost problems aside. Now I am on the Titanic, and the No.15 ship is about to sink, and it will only take three days to break my fingers.It was impossible to disembark, so we could only think of ways to avoid sinking the ship.

I really don't have time to tangle with that guy Cal Hockley about raising or not, mistress or not.

Only three days, how can we get the Titanic to stop?According to Carl's tone, the White Star Company regards this voyage as a lifeline. The Olympic's expensive maintenance costs and financial chains that cannot make ends meet, if this voyage fails, Ismay will be the first to go crazy.

Although I know it is difficult, I must find a time to get in touch with Andrew. The captain probably has no time to pay attention to a woman like me who seems to have an abnormal head. With more than 30 years of sailing experience, he will not be easily influenced by others. He has his own Set of sailing principles, so experience finally killed him.

At least Thomas Andrew can listen to me, even if he doesn't believe it at all.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes with my hands, and sat cross-legged on the red sofa in Carl's room. The pajamas were baggy and empty, which made me feel very insecure.So I put the sheet over my head, wrapped myself into a big cocoon, held steaming black tea in both hands, and eye-to-eye wrestled with the old poodle at the door.

Lovejoy's standing posture is very standard, as if the cell boss is just about to take out the shackles.Occasionally, when he was bored, he would touch his suit jacket, or observe my movements openly, his eyes were very sharp, and he seemed to be the kind of unreasonable, harsh and old-fashioned person in life, who was not welcome at all.

I found that I don't have such a big nerve. If it weren't for the effect of drugs, I couldn't convince myself to sleep soundly on a cruise ship that was about to sink.Insomnia is a very anxious and painful thing. I took a sip of tea and put on an expression that was more deadly than an old poodle.

If the speed of the ship slowed down completely on the day of NO.14, would we have escaped?It is impossible for the Titanic to be unlucky enough to hit the No.14 iceberg after avoiding the No.16 iceberg.The problem is that the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is that this ship has taken on too many interests, and you have no way to slow it down.For the White Star Company, every second the ship was slow was a loss.For the captain, being able to hang a blue streamer on the mast during the maiden voyage of a ship is an honor that can make people laugh from ear to ear.

The boss, the captain, including the expectations of the passengers... I can't change the speed of the ship by myself.Don't talk about speed, it's just radio contacting nearby ships. Why should a good ship listen to you and follow the Titanic all the time.And let's forget about the damn California, which still hasn't returned with a load of blankets, it just doesn't show up in time.

I covered my face with one hand with a haggard face. I shouldn't have gotten on this broken ship. Why did I get on this broken ship... I can't get off now.

The old poodle stood indifferently by the door, continuing to watch me convulse.

I removed the hands from my face, then drank tea calmly, at least I saved the male lead, so I didn't lose money to the end, and it wasn't a waste of time.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened vigorously outside, it was from the living room, and the vibration of the wall panel could be felt from such a distance, and it was unknown who was practicing arm strength.Lovejoy put his hand reflexively on the handle of the bedroom door, and he opened the door, his small eyes peering out vigilantly.

Then there was Carl's voice, he stepped on the carpet angrily, walked back and forth several times, and said angrily to someone: "You want to let that little boy from the third class come over, that guy is a liar, yes Yes, he saved you. But you don't have any interest in those propellers at all. Don't take me for a fool. Maybe it's that inferior person who pushes you down and then reaches out to save you, so he can blackmail me for a while Big money."

"Only you think of others so badly, and I found out that you are really good at lying. I clearly saw you take that girl away. He was looking for her, but you said, you have never seen her at all." .” A suppressed female voice appeared, with a stubborn tremor choked in her voice, confronting Carl tit for tat.

"So what." Carl sneered suddenly, he stopped his rude abuse of the floor, but calmed down, his tone was condescending, "I just haven't seen her, no one has seen her, if you don't believe me go Check, the so-called blond girl is only fabricated by him, there is no passenger named Amy..."

"But I've seen her. She used to play the harmonica under the stern rail." The woman couldn't bear to interrupt his rascal's lie, "I can't admit my mistake. You rushed to hug her at noon today, and then she disappeared."

"Shut up, Ruth, this matter is over, you should go back to your room and rest now." Carl broke out completely, and the threat in his voice could burst into ice shards.I feel that what I am facing is not my fiancée, but an enemy.

"Are you ordering me? Heh, are you guilty? Carl, how about that girl? I can't believe that you did such a thing." Ruth sneered instead, she seemed to think she was crazy Continue to stand where they are, "They are friends, you clearly know the whereabouts of that girl, but what's wrong with me asking him to come up and look for it."

"Friend, what kind of friend can she be with that little boy?" Carl was not affected by her at all, and he was able to ridicule others with ease.

"You and Lie are simply best friends." Ruth's voice lowered, but her coldness continued to increase.

"It seems that going to college has added a lot of talent to you. If you are in a bad mood, you are suspicious. It is very late, you should go to rest first. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you will feel that there is no need for us to quarrel." Carl He didn't intend to continue this kind of topic at all, he didn't even bother to listen to what others were saying.

Me and the old poodle,...

Then I could barely hear, "Are they arguing about me?"

The old poodle gave me a prying look, and Sen was so cold that his scalp tingled, "It sounds so, but I hope you don't go out, Mr. Hockley will be engaged to Miss soon, and everyone knows about it .”

So that pervert Karl wants to raise a mistress scandal, the old poodle will be suppressed to death.

"You should hide me under the bed, or she will find out one day." I calmly held the tea and suggested to the old poodle boringly.

"If necessary, I will." Lovejoy considered my offer seriously, and seemed ready to carry it out.

There was a moment of silence, and then Ruth said wearily and wearily, "My God, I've had enough."

Karl seemed unmoved, and he said in the same tone: "There is no point in arguing about this kind of thing. In the future, don't go to the lower deck. It's not where you should go." No gentle attitude towards fiancee.

... I finally know why Ruth jumped into the sea. This is not her fiancé, but this is the Great Demon King.

Just when I thought the matter was finally over and Ruth was forced to sleep by the big devil, Carl suddenly said impatiently: "What's the matter?" It didn't sound like he was talking to his fiancee, but someone came outside the door .

Then came Ruth's impatient reply, "Yes, we sent him."

Carl was silent for a while, and then whispered with hostility: "Of course, we invite guests in the lower class, and he will leave soon. You can come and lead him down later."

The waiter seemed to say something politely, then closed the door and left.Then came another familiar voice, "Hello, Jack Dawson."

I paused while holding the tea, then stretched out my hands to cover my face again... haggard.

"Jack Dawson?" Carl gave a sly smile, without even responding to his self-introduction, he just said, "Thank you for saving Ruth, how much?"

how much what?

Jack and I became sluggish at the same time, and our brains were not working well enough to respond.

Then Jack finally figured out what he was talking about and immediately retorted, "Sorry, I think that's what everyone does, I just came here to know, do you know where Emily is?"

"I don't know her, you can go, one hundred is not enough, enough for you to get off the boat and not die of hunger." Carl said to him in boredom, probably not even wanting to see Jack.

"When you were in Queenstown, you passed me by with her in your arms. I'm sure you know her." Jack also became polite. He is not a guy whose legs are weak when he sees powerful people. If Ruth were not there, It is estimated that he can be more bitter and mean.

"What's your relationship with her?" Carl suddenly asked sharply, outburst inexplicably.

"Relationship? We are friends, and she is my friend." Jack seemed taken aback by the other party's fierceness, and then he pushed back without hesitation.

"Friends? A woman, a man, she still has your portrait in her pocket, what kind of friends are you?" Carl didn't believe it at all. He was aggressive and wanted to strangle Jack to death.

"Portrait?" Jack said to himself strangely, and then he said openly: "This has nothing to do with men and women. Do you know where she is?"

"In the room." Ruth said suddenly, and suddenly there was a tense and suffocating silence outside.Ruth's uncertain voice continued, "Is she in your room?"

Jack said somewhat incomprehensibly, "What room."

I have already stood up, the teacup is on the table, and the black tea in it has gone cold.The old poodle's eyes turned back to me through the crack of the door. There were warnings inside. He must be seriously considering knocking me unconscious before stuffing me in the closet.

Carl had already recovered, and he said lightly: "It's late, we don't entertain guests in the lower class cabin overnight." This is simply blatantly driving people away.

"Emily..." Jack was about to try harder, but just as the words came out, Carl whispered, "Shut up, don't let me hear that name from you. Ruth? Come back!" .”

Before Karl's voice fell, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps running, as if several people outside were rushing towards the room here.Lovejoy reacted quickly, he immediately opened the door to get out, and then closed the door forcefully.

I walked quickly to the door, reached out and grabbed the handle to open the door, but found that it couldn't be opened, and was locked by the old poodle.

The old poodle was standing outside the door, he said: "I don't think there is anyone you are looking for here, the upper class is not the lower class, and we are not used to guests who can yell. Miss, it's late, you should change your clothes, your mother will be very sad to see you like this."

Such a polite intimidation is really eye-opening.

It was such a mess, I rubbed my eyes, the tea didn't do me any good.I put my hand on the door panel, slapped it hard, and at the same time yelled loudly: "Jack." I really wanted to go out and beat him, so I ran on the boat with my life on my shoulders, and led him to the front of the shuttle boat. He hadn't landed yet.

"E...Emily?" Jack immediately responded to me in surprise.

"You didn't mean that there was no one in your room." Ruth's voice didn't sound like the anger of catching rape, but a kind of gloating at seeing others suffer.

"Yes, no one." Karl opened his eyes coldly and said nonsense.

Jack and Rose at the same time,...

I continued to knock on the door and yelled to the outside, "I'm here, open the door." The old poodle's movements are really nimble. If I was guarded by him, I probably wouldn't even think about leaving this ghostly place before the ship sank.

"You can go, Ruth, go back to your room." Carl was almost deaf, he didn't hear my voice at all, and he was very forceful to drive me away.

Can you be more shameless?I felt sore from clapping, only to hear Carl outside seem to call the waiter to kick Jack out.Knocking my head on the door panel, I am tired of this kind of messy situation, the boat is sinking, you are still outside the door, slamming your fists and smashing down on the door.

"My friend is inside, you imprisoned her?" Jack asked incredulously

"Your friend? I don't want to be friends with people in the third class." Carl laughed grimly.

I left the door, walked to the bed, and then dragged the exquisite Louis-style chair with one hand, the legs of the chair scratched a clear mark on the carpet.When he came to the door, he jumped habitually with both feet, then took a deep breath, lifted the chair vigorously with both hands at the same time, aimed at the target, and threw the chair in his hand violently with all his strength.The chair slammed against the door with a terrible crash.

Frightened by the loud noise outside the door, Ruth seemed to be the first to come back to her senses. She was startled and said indistinctly, "What's wrong?"

I continued to look for things, and casually lifted a vase from the cabinet, and then slammed it on the ground, and everyone outside couldn't calm down anymore.Carl said to Lovejoy: "Drag him out." Then the door opened, and Carl was standing outside the door. I just grabbed the lamp, and saw him come in and throw the lamp back casually, and went out the door without hesitation. Walk.

"Emily." Carl stretched out his hand and blocked the door. The very bad indifference on his face has not disappeared, and there is even a persistent madness in his eyes.I looked behind him, first I saw a red dress, and then there were tears on Ruth's face, her fair and delicate face was full of panic, although it was the first time we met, but It was still easy to spot her.Next to her is Lovejoy, and in the arms of the old poodle is Jack, who is dragged by the collar and waist by the old poodle, and looks like he is really going to be dragged out.

"Hi, Emily." Jack still had the strength to wave to me in this situation.I almost responded with a friendly smile, just push you into the water and let the Titanic run over me, what the hell did I get on this damn bankrupt ship.

"God, what did you do to her?" Ruth said in amazement, looking at my crooked pajamas and the bruises on my wrists.

The scene was so lively, I tore off the pajamas, trying to make it look more tidy, then tried to show a warm smile, and said to the former goddess: "I will wash the pajamas and return them to you, my friend is here to find me , then goodbye, everyone." After speaking, he gestured to Jack with his eyes, and he soon saw my little movements, and the extremely tacit understanding of Jack immediately broke away from Lovejoy's restraint, and then pulled the coat with both hands to straighten it back .He walked to the door, coughed lightly, and said blankly, "This is my blonde friend, excuse me, let's go."

Jack's eyes twitched after he finished speaking, as if he was signaling me to run with him quickly.I tried to skip Carl, trying to squeeze out the door, but just as I got to his side, someone grabbed my arm suddenly, and I looked up with a pair of dark-clouded eyes.

"What's the relationship between you two?" Carl also smiled ferociously.

"Friend." Jack and I sang in unison.

"What friend? What friend made you risk your life to get him off the ship under the mistaken belief that the ship would sink, Emily?" Carl suddenly whispered to me in a very low voice.

I tried to withdraw my hand, but he refused to let go, and black marks would appear on his flesh.Seeing that Jack was still thinking about coming over, it was a pity that both Ruth and Jack were blocked by Lovejoy.I frowned and said to him: "Let go of me, your wife is here, what is this like?"

"It's not important, you have to tell me, what is the relationship between you?" Karl seemed to be insane, holding on to this problem and not letting go.

I waved to Jack as he wished, and Jack was finally able to push the old poodle away. He ran to Carl, and I immediately put a hand on his shoulder, and tiptoed to him like a buddy. , and then said to Carl seriously: "You're right, he's my boyfriend, we're already planning to get engaged in New York, and we'll do it as soon as we get off the boat."

Jack was a little dazed, he let out an "ah" in surprise, with a bewildered expression on his face.With my hand on his shoulder, I pressed the back of his head very "gently", wishing I could push this idiot's brain out.Jack hurriedly put away his puzzled stupid look, and followed me to look at Carl seriously, but he couldn't tell the lie about being engaged to me.

"So I've got a man, Cal Hockley, you'd better find another woman who likes the jewelry and art of the house." I said to him with a serious face, and then I shook his hand hard, dragging stupid Jack Walk out calmly.When I passed by Ruth, I smiled at her very friendly, and I didn't look back once during the period, just because I was afraid that something would happen if Carl woke up.Although I don't know if Ruth and Jack fell in love at first sight, but now I can't care so much, and if I'm locked up here again, I will die of anxiety.

"you love him?"

Halfway through, his inquiry came from behind him abruptly.I can't tell the emotion in his voice, the feeling of being extremely suppressed and on the verge of explosion makes people feel horrified.Trying to look back, I finally saw Carl's expression clearly, sad, he seemed unable to control himself, his lips were pursed tightly, the corners of his eyes drooped, and the anger in his eyes was replaced by another emotion similar to sadness.

It felt like my answer could destroy him, easily.

Some soft feeling deep inside was touched and I couldn't breathe for a second because of his gaze.I can barely nod, but finally I do and put my hand on the back of Jack's head, making him nod with me.Then our two woodpeckers just nodded their heads like this, and then watched his sad expression... twisted in horror.

What happened next was so fast that people couldn't catch it. Carl had already rushed over and punched Jack in the face. Jack hit him hard, and his whole body fell backwards, and even I fell to the carpet with me.Carl grabbed Jack by the collar and shouted furiously, "How dare you rob me of a woman!"

I touched my head that was hit, and just about to stop him, Carl yelled at me, "Shut up, this is a matter between men."

I,……

And Jack was still confused, he provoked whoever he provoked.