[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

"Do you believe that I can throw you into the sea right now, and no one knows how you disappeared, Mr. Jack Dawson?" Carl grabbed Jack by the collar and said fiercely to him, "You just Rat from third class, you have nothing to stand here, what can you give her? Nothing, nothing."

Angry to the extreme, on the contrary, he heard a kind of pain that was too hurt and wanted to hide.

Jack was beaten for a while, and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north, east, and west. Even if he was the kind of guy with a quick mind, he couldn't stand the rhythm so chaotic that he couldn't hold it down.When Carl grabbed his collar and threatened him murderously, Jack barely figured out what this guy was going crazy. He grabbed Carl's wrist politely, showing a polite smirk, "I don't know the third class If the mouse in the first-class cabin beats the VIP in the first-class cabin, will it be burned to death?" After speaking, Jack clenched his other hand into a fist and punched Carl hard in the face.

It is simply not the hero's style to be beaten and not to fight back.

Carl flashed very fast, his fist brushing his side in the nick of time.The attack snapped his last sane string, and Karl reflexively covered his face and whispered angrily, "How dare you hit me."

"Don't dare." Jack echoed his words with a cute smile, and then the expression on his face changed, and he pushed his hands away and stood up, "There are two ladies here, men's violence will scare them, you calm down."

It's one thing to scare me or not, but Ruth was almost frightened by this terrifying scene and had trouble breathing. She probably hasn't seen such a nervous mess since she was a child. Her brown-red curly hair sticks to her pale face The dark green eyes looked at our bunch of neurotics with suspicion.

I was still sitting on the carpet, and I didn't have the strength to pull away the fight between the two big men, but the pajamas slipped loosely to my shoulders, so I had to pull my collar and look up at the old poodle.He was drawing a gun, and didn't frighten the lady's sense of awe at all. It seemed that he was going to shoot Jack, and then plant him for theft or something... Knowing the brain circuits of this group of people makes me feel mentally stressed.

Just when the scene was about to explode, and the smell of gunpowder was so strong that it exploded without flames, there was a polite knock on the door, and at the same time, a questioning question: "Mr. Hockley, what happened to you?"

It's a waiter in the first class cabin, maybe the movement from our side surprised him too much.As if he couldn't hear the sound outside, he stretched out his finger and poked Jack on the shoulder insultingly, and said to him in a dark voice: "Get out of here, I will kill you better than trampling an ant." easy."

Jack refused to give in to each other, and even took a step forward, almost sticking to Carl. He also said coldly, "I'll wait."

The waiter turned the handle away, intending to come in and take a look by himself. Ruth, who was standing by the door with difficulty breathing, immediately stood by the door. She tried to show a natural smile, and tried twice quickly. When she opened the door, she finally succeeded.

"Miss?" The waiter stood at the door, blocked by Ruth's body and unable to see the scene in the room.

"We don't need any service." Ruth's hair was disheveled, with residual makeup and tears on her face, she refused the waiter to come in.

"The sound just now..." The waiter wanted to probe suspiciously to observe the situation in the room.

"We...we were, uh, playing a game." Ruth's polite smile collapsed, of course she straightened up quickly, and raised her chin, looking displeased.

"Game?" The waiter obviously didn't believe it.

"Yes, it's just a game. Don't come here to disturb us. Goodbye." Ruth closed the door almost hysterically. She was short of breath, leaning against the door with her hands in front of her chest, almost paralyzed on the ground.She looked at Carl with a shocked expression, "What are you doing? You hid a woman in your room and locked her up. What kind of game is this? If someone finds out, do you know what will happen?"

Carl was still cross-eyed with Jack, but he suppressed the anger on his face after hearing Ruth's words.A kind of embarrassing trouble crept up between his brows and eyes, he used to touch his lips with his fingers, and then said to Ruth: "This matter has nothing to do with you, you should go back and rest now, and you, give I'm getting out."

"Let's get out of here." I jumped up from the ground, grabbed Jack's arm, and was about to walk towards the door.

"You come back." Carl ordered me violently, and rushed over, dragging me back forcefully.

"They are a fiancée." Ruth almost screamed beside her. She seemed to feel that she was having a nightmare, and her three views were shattered.

"No more, I have the final say." Carl showed his bully style. After he dragged me over, he found that the pajamas on my body had fallen off again. Wrap me up.

It's just like the Titanic version of the dragon robbing the women. Even the old poodle beside him couldn't help but look away, and couldn't bear to look directly at this scene.

Only Jack looked innocent, and he jumped in front of Ruth with the bruised booty on his face, and said to Carl, "Is this how you usually talk to her? You scared her."

"It's ridiculous," said Ruth coldly.

"Shut up." Carl whispered to her.

This doesn't look like a man and a woman who are about to get engaged, the two parties are just about to fight with a kitchen knife.Jack interjected at the right moment, "You're a really bad guy."

"Lovejoy, get him out, I don't want to see this guy again before I get off the boat." Carl raised his eyebrows impatiently, he hugged me and said to Jack provocatively, "You'd better disappear completely for me, Sensei It's time to find a mouse hole and hide."

I patted Carl on the arm, trying to push him away.Carl hugged me even tighter, and he wouldn't let go.I tried harder, but his hands were trembling, as if he was holding on to some life-saving rope, and he would drown if he let go.But the cold arrogance on his face did not fade at all, he glared fiercely at Jack, like a lion protecting its food.

Those who have seen the robbery have never seen such an aboveboard robbery.

The old poodle weighed the gun in his hand, looked at Jack, and then at Carl. In the end, he silently put the gun back, probably because he felt that it was inappropriate to kill anyone in this situation.Then he walked up behind Jack, grabbed his arm, and said to him: "Okay, there will always be women, you should go back." Judging from his pitiful tone, it seemed that he wanted to introduce some beautiful women to Jack. Sister, so that he can quickly forget about the "fiancée" who was robbed.

I don't know how much his annual salary is, but his loyalty to Karl makes people want to cry.

Ruth gasped in horror, maybe the corset made her more uncomfortable, she said something in a low voice, Carl gave her a sensitive look, clung to me and refused to let go.Ruth's voice gradually became louder, and at first she muttered to herself like a dream, "It's over... over..." Finally, her rapid breathing slowly came back, and the surprise in her eyes also disappeared, and her eyes gradually became firm. , the articulate became more and more clear, "We are finished, Cal Hockley, I am finished with you. This is an insult to me, you are a bad person."

"Yes, the bad guy." Jack nodded, ran to stand beside Ruth, and dragged the old poodle along with him.

The villain Karl looked at this group of immature idiots, and he said to them even more immaturely: "Then get out of here, and take your messy paintings and clothes, no, keep some clothes."

The old poodle and Jack showed a paralyzed expression at the same time, as if they didn't expect this guy to be so desperate.The old servant felt that Karl was going mad, causing him to lose all reason. He walked quickly to Karl, stretched out his hand and patted his back comfortingly, and said to him in a low voice, "The invitations have already been sent out. If Miss Ruth is driven away Get out, there will be a scandal soon. This is your fiancée, Mr. Hockley. You can have many mistresses, but the wife is the only one."

Carl finally listened to what others said. He relaxed his grip on me. Just now, he looked like he was going to be an enemy of the world, but now he finally regained his senses.I took the opportunity to break free from this sticky bondage, and the moment I shook off his hand, Karl increased his strength and dragged me back as if awakened.It's like a tug-of-war, I want to go out, but he wants to drag me in.I wanted to save some effort and let him go crazy before reasoning with him, but I found that this guy didn't listen to reason at all, because his brain had already floated out of the universe, and even his IQ had disappeared.

"Let go." I'm too lazy to get angry with this guy, I'm afraid that if I get serious with him, my brain will float away in the end.

The old poodle is still trying to persuade, "There are many beautiful women, and the current situation is not suitable."

I can't bear to look straight at the integrity of these two guys, what a conversation this is.Carl hesitated again and again, he knew that what he did was crazy enough to end him in the social circle, but he just didn't let go, reason and madness intertwined into a painful expression on his face.

The pain was so painful that I couldn't bear to provoke him, Carl finally whispered to me: "Go back to the room, Emily, that guy can't give you anything."

The old poodle was already exhausted, and he seemed to see his employer running on a strange road from which he could not turn back, never turning back.

I looked at him expressionlessly, the white light gave me a headache, he reluctantly showed me a comforting smile, I suddenly asked: "You marry me?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the scene was silent.

Ruth and Jack and the old poodle,  …

Then the three of them looked up at Carl at the same time.

"Marry... Marry you?" Carl murmured incomprehensibly. He seemed to feel that he had already paid a lot, so he never thought of this suggestion that would make him bankrupt.Perhaps for him, there had never been such a ignorant woman in his life who had nothing but dared to reject him. "You... you are an orphan, you have nothing, no status and no wealth, and you may have done some bad occupations..." He didn't seem to be talking to me, but to himself, I was desperately convincing myself that I was just a worthless poor ghost, "You don't look like...not a normal woman at all, I can give you a lot..."

"Slap!" A sudden slap stopped his nightmarish soliloquy, Karl's face turned away, and my hand felt a little numb.

"Okay, are you awake?" I said to him calmly, trying to withdraw my hand, his strength has been reduced a lot, which allowed me to slowly back away from him.

Carl regained his senses in a trance, and finally got rid of that mad state, but the feeling of sadness was even stronger, and he couldn't believe that the tough and violent man just now was him.When he saw me walking away, he instinctively wanted to come over, but he quickly stopped his stupid behavior, his sadness was instantly suppressed by him, and a cold feeling returned to him.

I had already walked to the door, and I heard him laughing, as if he just realized that the scene was ridiculous. Carl put the hand he was holding tightly into his trouser pocket. He looked up at me, and the malice inside was about to spill out . "So you need this, you're just a dancer, and maybe steal part-time as an amateur, are you fishing for big fish now? Stealing clothes to upper class, you just want to find a rich man, the guy behind you can What will I give you? If you follow him, you will only be poor, poor ghost." The final evaluation was directly thrown at Jack, and it is estimated that in his eyes, poverty is the most serious crime that needs to be punished with death.

"At least he can marry me." I grabbed prop Jack and let him act as a shield.Jack was still smiling at first, but when he turned his head, he twitched at me—I don't want to marry you.

I glared at him viciously, the ghost will marry you.

Karl couldn't see it from this angle, but Ruth could see it clearly.She was still angry, but she was almost laughing because of the cramped interaction between the two of us.

"Oh, yes, marry you." Carl's smile became vicious, "It's a pleasure to be together, if you go with him now, then don't regret it, you can never get more. No man can pay you More things, no one can, including this third-class Mr. Jack Dawson."

After waiting for a long time and finally waiting for him to let go, I dragged Jack back, opened the door and said: "That's really embarrassing, I think the first-class passengers are not used to the third-class passengers staying here overnight, let's go now, good night. "

Carl suddenly raised his voice, and he said to me threateningly: "Don't regret leaving, I won't be fooled by you again, you are just a thief with nothing."

I looked back and saw him standing upright beside the chair in the living room, with the corners of his mouth stubbornly pursed, and his eyes looking at me fiercely, as if at this moment I had become the biggest enemy in his life.If he didn't kill me and eat me, he would feel wronged.

I continued to walk out, and Carl said behind me: "Don't regret it, don't come back when you leave."

For a moment, I thought I was a scumbag who abandoned his wife and son, and then my wife yelled at me, dying outside and not coming back.The anger and sadness in his tone made me feel heavy, and I paused for a while before finally walking out without looking back.