[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

His brain is good at calculation, and he can convert everything into money numbers.It was just a habit, although he never talked about it at the dinner table or at the banquet.

Even if he was engaged, he could see Ruth and figure out how much he would have to spend to buy her.He can easily pretend that he has a crush on a woman, even if his heart is as cold as ice.But now the toughness that allowed him to ruthlessly calculate gains and losses is disappearing, or it has never appeared since he met her.

He was trying to escape, trying to struggle all the time, trying to get away from her.But the brain started to work hard again, how much he needed to pay to keep her.

She will like money and jewelry, he can give her a lot.She didn't have anything, not even a decent dress, and he could give her a lot of clothes, even when he thought of the scene of her changing three or four clothes every day, it was so pleasing to the eye that he couldn't help but feel happy.

He will ask the designer to design many colorful skirts for her, wide-brimmed hats with flower ribbons, and matching gloves and fans.For the first time, Carl would imagine how to dress a woman so patiently, and was so anxious that he could immediately kidnap some of the best designers to come over and measure her body.

This is different from other women he faces. He doesn't care about spending these things on Ruth, because her beauty is worthy of these things and can be taken out to show off.Of course, he will never show this kind of thinking. He can make himself look like a conscientious and generous man, treating his fiancée without any purpose.

But today he discovered what it feels like to be willing and even wishing to send all the things he can give to a woman for her to choose.There is no purpose, I just want to give it to her, not for showing off or for vanity.

Just wanted her to see that he could give her anything.

Just thinking about it like this made his scalp tingle with excitement.

He had heard of a stupid rich businessman going bankrupt in order to please his mistress. Karl thought this kind of thing was a fantasy. No woman could make him willingly give up all his property just to get her favor.

When he took out the Ocean Star from the safe, he thought he would win. It was expensive, the most expensive jewelry he had ever bought.Emily's refusal to agree to him must be because she hasn't recognized his wealth, as long as she reaches out, she can get anything.

Carl smiled smugly at the jewelry box, no one could refuse him.The skirt was too fluffy and fell out of the open safe. Carl held the ocean star in one hand and immediately tucked the skirt in again with the other.The coins inside have been squeezed to the very edge, crumpled to the point of horror.

He walked to the door of his room, wandered outside a few times uncontrollably, then pulled his bow tie, and then took out his pockets.As stupid as a foreman trying to get a cheap job, he shouldn't be with a woman now, after dinner he goes to the smoking room to drink and socialize, talk about politics, and get involved in politics business opportunities.

Thinking about women all the time was demeaning, and he was past that age, or rather, he had never been to that age.Putting his hands on his waist, Carl realized that he was actually nervous. He rubbed his abdomen, and there were still bruises left on it from yesterday. The slight tingling pain every step of the way seemed to remind him of Emily's existence, but This kind of soreness is almost negligible compared to the upside down of the heart.

He dawdled with the box, and his mind was automatically making a planning form.First of all, Emily would like the Ocean Star very much. Of course, he couldn't give it to her right away. After all, it is no different from those small jewelry. If it is too simple to give her, she may not be able to appreciate the preciousness of it.

When she accepted, he would untie the rope and tell her that he would be responsible for the rest of her life.She can live a refined and luxurious life, and never have to go back to the terrible life of the past.This is the most important thing, he absolutely can't stand her returning to that poor life, no matter how she survived before, she is not allowed to go out and fight again.

And... love him.

Carl walked into the room and saw her eyes half-lidded lazily, long blond hair messily flowing on the pillow, and the outline of her fair side face was a little hazy under the light.

He suddenly felt that she was beautiful, and he even understood the bad paintings of that unknown person named Picasso. She was as beautiful as a grotesque dream. He felt that as long as he got close, she would disappear completely. Of course, she was more beautiful than those paintings. much.

Seemingly aware of someone's approach, she turned her gaze gently, and Carl held on to the box tightly, trapped in her inadvertent eyes.

The word bankruptcy suddenly brushed through his mind, he would go bankrupt, he would go bankrupt because of this woman.He will have nothing, just because of her smile or eyes, he will automatically dig out the property in his safe to buy her all expensive accessories.

It's too scary not to be able to express this kind of thought.Carl sat on the edge of the bed, resisting the urge to touch her with his hands, and opened the box carefully, for a moment he thought he was opening his heart.

He heard his heart beat faster again, from the second he met her, his heart attack started.The brain's plan was trampled by the sound of the heartbeat, he tried to tidy up his brain, he had to maintain his elegant behavior, many women liked his familiar social mask.

"This is the sea..."

"Ocean Star." She suddenly said flatly.

Carl was taken aback, thinking that they were connected, so she guessed the answer easily. She knew how expensive it was, its origin and weight.Then he heard her say clearly: "Take it back, I don't need it."

Why not?He seemed to hear something shatter in his ears, and Ocean Star trembled.

"Even if there is no ocean star..." There was no trace of greed for diamonds in her pupils, nor was there a trace of curiosity and envy for his world.In the curved eyes, no one can squeeze in, there is only a clean light, more brilliant than diamonds. "I can also become the most dazzling existence."

Carl suddenly found that he couldn't figure out how much money to spend to get what he wanted, because she didn't want money, and she didn't want Ocean Star, which made him flustered. He felt that he should give more to her before he would be moved. He tried hard to calculate in his mind How much wealth do you have left?Leaving aside what has not been inherited, there are still a large number of stocks on hand that have not been sold. He also owns his own steel manufacturing plant, several industrial and mining factories, and a railway company.There are also a lot of real estate and a manor, a lot of banknotes and gold lying in the bank, and he has begun to invest in the financial industry and the electrical industry.

If he was given more time, he could make more money.He has never raised a woman, because he thinks it is a very loss-making business, and the love between men and women does not need to be maintained for a long time.So he doesn't know how much it takes him to raise an Emily.

The question lingered in his mind, and it made him even more irritable and impatient with the unexpected.Lovejoy reminded him that his fiancée had an accident again, when will she not have an accident?She will find trouble every day.

Can't she obediently be a good decoration?

Carl put his hands into his trouser pockets and walked angrily to the deck. The pain in his waist and the cold sea wind made him even more impatient.He has enough things to do, and he doesn't want to deal with these goddamn trivial matters.What did the crew member say just now?Ruth was attacked?

This is really embarrassing. If others know that his fiancée has done such a thing, his engagement will become a joke.On the bow deck, he saw his fiancée wrapped in a blanket, sitting trembling on a chair with disheveled hair, with tears of shock on her face.He said silently in his heart, don't be angry with her, don't let people see jokes.As a result, when he saw the little boy handcuffed by the chief inspector, his anger erupted. Emily's refusal made him dare not speculate elsewhere. As long as he took out enough things, she would one day be arrested Impressed.

But if she already has someone she likes... She carries a portrait of this poor guy in her pocket, she is an orphan and can't have a family, so who is this bastard.

"Tell me, what is your relationship with her?" Without saying a word, he rushed to the poor boy's handsome face, reached out and grabbed his collar forcefully, Karl vented his anger on this questioning, "What is your relationship, She got on the ship for you, what can you give her?" She thought it was the Olympic ship, so she couldn't get on the ship, but she came because of this ugly little white face, and she refused him.

There must be something, Emily must have something to do with this idiot.

"What... what?" The blue eyes of the little white face were dazed, he moved his shoulders erratically, trying to get out of this inexplicable predicament, "Who are you asking, wait, did you bring your baby with you at noon?" leave my friend?"

"Friend? I don't have any interest in the mouse's friends. You dirty bastard, you still attack my fiancee?" He would immediately go back and tell Emily about this kind of thing, and let her see how despicable this brat is. value.

Jack instinctively wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't help but look at Ruth when the words came to his lips. She hadn't slowed down yet. If he told the truth, he was worried that it would affect her.

Seeing that he didn't dare to explain, Carl was even angrier. Of course, besides the anger, there was some kind of excitement about seeing this guy's misfortune, "You criminal in the lower class, you are destined to get nothing, I will put you in prison, and you will be in prison for the rest of your life." .”

Ruth finally saw that the scene was out of control, she hurried over to stop her mad fiancé, "Karl...it was an accident."

"Accident? No accident." Carl categorically blocked her words, and the first thing to do was to kill this bastard first.

"It was an accident." Ruth grabbed his arm hard, fearing that he would accidentally strangle Jack to death.

"What an accident, what are you doing here, go back quickly." Carl was even angrier when someone blocked his good deeds. What does Emily have to do with this guy?There was no room in his mind to think about what his fiancée was doing.

"I just want to see, want to see..."

"Watch whatever you want." Carl really wanted to push his fiancée who was always in the way back into the arms of his future mother-in-law, and then he shook Jack even harder, "You are a despicable criminal."

Jack also started to get angry. Before he could speak, he was charged with countless crimes. This guy must have eaten dynamite.Ruth finally said clearly: "I fell on the railing and fell, and he saved me. It was a misunderstanding, Carl."

"Saved you?" This was not what Carl wanted to hear. What he wanted most now was to throw this kid who might have a special relationship with Emily into the sea.

"He is my savior." Ruth made it clear quickly, she could see the cruelty in Carl's eyes.

"Savior?" Karl couldn't help but rolled his eyes indecently, and sneered, he thought he was a fool, he fell down after running to blow the sea breeze so late, and now he couldn't wait to run over to defend himself.He finally managed to suppress his menacing anger and looked around clearly, only to find a few crew members standing aside to watch the excitement.

He is not an actor, so why let them watch jokes.

Changing the mask freely, he immediately showed a perfunctory smile, "It seems to be a misunderstanding, he saved you?"

Ruth nodded quickly, she was a little afraid of the fiancé in front of her who was obviously emotional.Jack was finally cleared of his grievances and freed from the handcuffs, and the chief picket patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.Carl squinted at him, eyes still mixed with cold murderous look.

Jack glanced at Ruth before saying to Carl: "I think you know Emily. We were supposed to disembark at noon, but you took her away, I'm sure."

"I don't know what you're talking about, and I haven't seen any Emily?" Carl quickly refuted his words. He didn't want others to discover Emily's existence. He would hide her and take her away immediately after getting off the boat. Walk.

"Emily?" Ruth asked beside her inexplicably.

Jack immediately explained: "She is so tall, with long golden hair, light green eyes, and a small dimple at the corner of her mouth when she smiles, have you seen her?"

"Is she playing the harmonica at the stern, the tune is..."

"My heart is forever." Jack took Ruth's words, and took out the old harmonica from his pocket, and said to Ruth, "This is the harmonica she didn't take away. I'm looking for her now. If you know where she came from Please tell me what's up."

"I've seen her..." Ruth said uncertainly, trying to recall what she had seen on the upper deck at noon.

"Okay, let's talk about family affairs next time, I'm very busy." Carl couldn't help but look at the harmonica in Jack's hand. He took two steps forward slowly, and suddenly reached out to snatch the harmonica from Jack's hand, and then Looking at this dilapidated thing with distaste, "It's worthless, you can buy several for 20 yuan." While talking, he quickly stuffed the harmonica into his pocket as if nothing had happened, and then said to the dumbfounded Jack: "Now I don't Bring money, next time you come to pick it up, twenty... no, thirty."

Jack,...

How can someone be so thick-skinned to such an extent? This is a clear grab.

Then Jack turned his head and asked Ruth, who was more communicative, "Have you seen her? Can you tell me where she is?" Originally, Jack wanted to show Ruth the picture he drew for Emily.But seeing Carl with a cold face next to him, I was a little worried that he would come over to grab his picture album, and couldn't help swallowing the words.

"First class, you can go up with us, she has appeared on it." Ruth rushed in front of Carl, telling the truth to Jack, and her fiancé's eye knife had already flown over after she finished speaking.

"Okay." Jack agreed cleanly, without giving Carl any time to refuse.

Karl swallowed those vicious curses back, he turned and left, not wanting to see the chatting scene of the irritating man and woman behind him.Ruth hadn't finished talking behind her, "I'll let the waiter take you up, just wait a moment."

"Okay, bye." Jack agreed with a smile, then looked at Carl's back, and couldn't help frowning.

Carl took out the harmonica, and he remembered that she was sitting in the stern of the boat performing arts yesterday evening, did she support herself like this before?As soon as he thought of her bragging about it, he wished to break it. After breaking it twice, he found that it couldn't be broken, so he stuffed it back into his pocket.Ruth followed from behind, and when he heard her messy footsteps, he remembered the five hundred invitations he had sent out, and he didn't know why he wasn't interested in these things now.

"Carl, I saw you holding her..."

"That's the end of this matter." Carl interrupted her without looking back. Of course he knew how many people saw him when he was holding Emily at noon, but he would not admit it.As long as that beggar's little boy is dismissed, then no one will find out where a woman without a ticket disappeared.

"But..." Ruth felt that this kind of thing was too ridiculous, beyond her normal cognition.

Carl went straight to his suite, opened the door forcefully, and said rudely to the woman behind him: "You actually want to let that little boy from the third-class cabin come over..." Why did you ask him to come up?Find Emily and they can live together?dream.

Whatever their relationship was, it was Jack's fault that Emily didn't even have a decent dress, he was incompetent and stupid and useless in every way.

It was the first time in Karl's life that he cursed a man so hard.

He touched the dull pain in his waist, walked back and forth, he had to find a way to shut up that little boy, and he didn't know how much he would be willing to get out of here.

The ghost believes that they are friends. What kind of friends can make people risk their lives to get on a ship just to save a man?A sour and astringent feeling welled up from the bottom of his heart, and he refused to admit that it was jealousy.That is a poor guy who has nothing, and it is impossible for him to lose to this kind of loser.

Emily says she loves him...they're a fiancée?

Carl was stunned, and he tried to restore his shut-down brain to normal.But it was useless, all he could see was the picture of her holding that stupid boy's hand, that picture became clearer and wider, and finally crowded his sight, causing his eye sockets to ache.He suddenly hated this feeling, out of control, as if he invested in a business he was completely unfamiliar with, and then he was scammed so badly that he didn't know how to lose.

He was devastated, and even his soul was blank.It shouldn't be him, it's just a woman, so what's the big deal.Carl watched Emily walk out without hesitation, and he had a premonition that this woman was walking out of his life.

back!

Forgive you as long as you look back.

Carl's hand in his pocket was gripping the harmonica so tightly that his skin was almost bleeding.Just look back at him, and he will tell her graciously that the apartment can be converted into a manor, that if there are not enough French designers, he can hire British and American ones, and that he doesn't need Ocean Star, and he has other stars to buy.

Why not turn back.Carl didn't dare to blink, but she disappeared outside the door without a single pause in her footsteps.

Karl,...

Lovejoy came over, patted him reassuringly on the shoulder, then pulled him over to the sofa to sit him down, and finally offered him a glass of wine.Karl didn't know what he was going to do, so he could only let the old servant arrange him like a puppet.He looked at the wine for a few minutes before he finally came out of that numb state, and then he looked up and asked a stupid question, "If I marry her, will she love me?"

The old poodle was silent for two seconds before replying very deeply: "Don't put all your eggs in one basket for a woman who doesn't love you, it's not worth it."

Of course it wasn't worth it. He knew he was going bankrupt, but he wanted to go on without hesitation.

The old poodle said lightly again: "You have only known each other for two days, at least three months before you can determine whether you are in love."

"You are saying that you are sure that you are in love with a woman in just two days. This kind of conclusion is very stupid and inaccurate." Carl began to ring in his ears. He actually didn't understand what he was talking about. He tried to drink down the wine, but what? No taste at all.

He seems to be broken in love?

The old poodle didn't say anything, he just stood by and looked towards the door.One master and one servant, just staring intently at the half-open wooden door.After watching for a while, I didn't see anyone coming back.Carl scratched his hair with his hands wearily, and then said to the air blankly: "I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while, don't let anyone disturb me."

The old poodle nodded with some relief. He felt that his employer could get out of this high fever soon.

Carl slumped his shoulders and walked to his room. Halfway there, the old poodle watched him turn into the small room where the safe was placed.Then he saw his employer open the safe like a sleepwalker, then took out a broken harmonica from his pocket and stuffed it in, and he also saw half a broken skirt slip out and be taken back by Karl.

That's a safe not a trash can.

Carl walked back to his room expressionlessly, and when he saw the familiar bed, he felt something was missing for a moment.Shouldn't there be a woman lying on it, with long golden hair, green eyes, and a barely visible dimple when she smiles.He stood by the bed for a few minutes, like an idiot, and then he ran his hand over the quilt and found a long blond hair from it.

There was a kind of unconscionable luster in the hair between the fingers, Carl flung it out hotly, took a step back, and stepped on something under his feet.He looked down and saw that it was the Star of the Sea, the broken stone that gave off a nasty glow at his feet, ugly and expensive and useless.

Karl kicked Ocean Star aside, and then lay down on the bed. There was a familiar smell on the sheets, and he let it surround him indifferently.The planning form in his brain started to work again. He wanted to sell some stocks and then buy others with appreciation potential. He wanted someone to clean up the manor and build a dancing room... It's none of his business.Carl is back on the right track of thinking, his factory should have a backlog of business, and it will be resolved as soon as he gets off the ship... Why does she like a little boy with nothing?

That sour pain turned into a huge torrent, surging up continuously, finally crushing the ice of his reason.Carl sat up suddenly from the bed, his eyes were red and he looked around. After getting out of bed, he bent over and picked up the Ocean Star, holding it tightly in his palm. The hardness of the diamond was like a knife, cutting his heart.

This unbearable pain has turned into a kind of hatred, and he doesn't know what he hates, anyway, he doesn't feel good about others, so don't think about it.

He walked out of the room, his head was filled with bloody madness, he hung up that little boy first, then... and then...

Carl suddenly realized that he couldn't go any further. He kicked down a table. That woman had played tricks on him many times, and she should have been hung up... Unable to imagine that kind of scene, Carl slapped down a vase forcefully to vent his anger, and took a vase at random. Zhang painting, the painting was destroyed with a knee.The whole room was like a typhoon passing through. In the end, nothing could be destroyed. He threw Ocean Star on the ground and stomped it hard a few times.

Old Poodle,...

It's not a fever, it's madness.

Then he saw Karl sitting madly on the only sofa chair that didn't fall down, with his head lowered, looking at the ocean star on the ground with dark eyes, as if this poor stone had a deep hatred for him.

After a moment of silence, his employer said softly, "Go and see, where did she go?"

Lovejoy hesitated for two seconds before resigning himself to his fate and going out. He didn't know what the White Star Company would bill for compensation for the contents of this house.Before walking out the door, Carl's voice came again, "If... If I say that I will propose to her in three months, will she agree?"

This is no longer madness, this is suicide.

The old poodle drooped his face sadly, and finally walked out without saying anything. He decided to retire after getting off the boat. He was too old to understand the world of young people.

Carl sat in the rubbish of his destruction, silent.He found that he had no idea what this feeling was all about, as if he had come across his missing rib out of nowhere, and it was bruising him.

He had an engagement party, and everyone knew that if he broke the engagement straight away, he knew he would be completely screwed.This kind of scandal is enough to drive him out of the upper class in the United States and Britain, just because he fell in love with a lower class woman.

The sacrifice was too great, and after only two days, he wasn't even sure it was love.

Give up this feeling, she's gone, don't come back and disturb his life.Carl looked at Ocean Star indifferently, but it was just an ugly broken stone, and he turned around and sold it.Taking out the cigarette with trembling fingers, Carl put the cigarette in his mouth, and the smoke began to diffuse.

A huge loneliness slowly eroded, even the lights were dark, Carl bit his cigarette expressionlessly and tried to ignore this illusion.He had this feeling before, and occasionally when he came back from drinking late at night and sat alone in the car, the feeling of emptiness appeared and disappeared like fireworks.But not as obvious and as persistent as today.

He thought he would sit in this silent darkness for a century until it became a catastrophe and drowned him, when a familiar voice suddenly pulled him back completely. "Hi, Carl." When she called his name, the final sound always had a sense of erratic upwards, which was so gentle that it was close to affectionate.

Carl looked up blankly, the darkness faded from his pupils, he saw her walking towards her clearly, the loneliness retreated, and the whole space brightened up.

What did she say?Carl found that he couldn't hear well, and it didn't matter, as long as she came back.

Carl didn't have time until midnight. He changed his clothes and went back to the bed.The doctor asked her to rest and recuperate well, the sequelae of long-term malnutrition will become more and more obvious.Leaning over to leave a kiss on her sleeping cheek, he turned and walked out, his mind extremely clear.

Tell Andrew about White Star's plot, and slow down the ship.It seems that Emily thought she was on the Olympic, and she didn't believe him, thinking that the conspiracy would become a reality, that's why she did such a dangerous thing as leaking secrets.It is impossible to tell Andrew that the interest entanglement between the shipyard and the White Star Company is beyond the comprehension of outsiders. If people like Andrew are allowed to know about the conspiracy, there is a high possibility that he will expose all of them in the end.

Even if it would ruin his own future, this guy Andrew would do it, because he was just a stubborn and pedantic guy.

He will ask the doctor to tell the ship's designer that Emily is mentally unstable, which is why she has that kind of intense cranky thinking.Carl knew exactly what he was doing, trying to smooth out what Emily had done.If slowing down the boat reassured her, then he had other options.

He directly pulled Ismay out of his sleep, and the guy who named the Titanic asked sleepily, "What? You said to give up half of the stock?"

Carl said bluntly: "I don't care about other times, NO.14 let the ship slow down that day."

"It's impossible, Carl, you know the Titanic can't slow down." Ismay was woken up, wandering around his living room in his pajamas, looking serious.

"All." Carl didn't have time to bargain with him, and it was the first time he did business so neatly.

"It's not good for you. You have too much money that can be thrown into the Atlantic Ocean." Ismay teased him humorously.

It was the first time I found this old jabbering idiot so annoying. Carl didn't have enough sleep, and he didn't have the patience to listen to him until tomorrow morning. "All the shares of the White Star Company, deal, or not."

"You're so weird, well, deal." Ismay didn't hesitate at all, and he was able to get back all the stocks in Carl's hands, and he made a fortune. "If I didn't know that you don't like men, I would have thought you were in love with me, so just give me the stock?"

Carl was so disgusted by him that he hurried out, "I will pay attention to the bulletin board and check the sailing speed, and then I will send a telegram back to ask them to prepare the stock transfer document."

"Of course." Ismay had a weird smile on his face, and he said to himself strangely, "Cal Hockley is crazy, and a miser will give money one day. What a strange news."

But slow down the Titanic?This is his hard work, the ship will not slow down, anyway, it is not difficult to write a few nautical miles less on the bulletin board.

When Karl returned, it was just dawn. He walked into the room under the morning sun, leaned against the bed, propped his chin with his hands, and tilted his head to look at the woman on the bed, as if looking at the first gift in his life. .

He waited patiently for a long time, and finally saw her quiet eyelashes flutter, and then she opened her eyes, his face was reflected in the center of the blurred green pupils.

"Morning, Emily."

Carl gave her a gentle smile, as if this was their first meeting.