[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

On the distant sea surface, the water close to the horizon is golden, and the lights on the boat have been turned on, and the pale white light drives away the last red of the setting sun.

After playing My Heart Is Eternal, I finally came to my senses.The few remaining passengers on the deck surrounded me, including a third-class woman with a child, a young man in a fedora, and two deck crew members who had been standing at the third-class entrance.One of them, a young man wearing khaki suspenders, a striped shirt, blond hair, and a dilapidated notebook in his right hand, came forward with admiration and asked, "This song is so beautiful, what's its name?"

Afterglow imprinted the color of light and shadow on his young and childish face, as if even time stopped for this moment.

I looked up at him, as if through the glowing movie screen, but finally came back here through a hundred years.His body was as decadent as a collapsed statue due to exhaustion, and he was still holding the broken harmonica in his hand.I should have jumped up and grabbed his collar immediately, and then took the boat still anchored in Cherbourg, jumped into the water and swam ashore without even connecting to the boat. It doesn't matter how long you toss in it.And the premise of all this is that the guy in front of him has to believe that the ship will sink.

I finally answered in a low voice, "My heart is eternal."

"Good name, I'm Jack Dawson, hello." Jack showed his signature smile, with a few lines on his forehead due to the inertia of the smile.There are some gray marks on his fingers, and sometimes his fingertips rub against each other obviously, which should be his habit of drawing for a long time.

"Hello, Emily." He casually said the English name he had teased with his classmates in college.I looked at him paralyzed, looking up and down.Then he stretched out his hand hesitantly, hesitating like a shy little girl. God knows that shyness has been scared away by me hundreds of years ago.

I was just hesitant, I found the male lead so easily.If knowing a movie theme song could drag Jack out, I would have run for more than two hours on a busy pier on a hungry stomach until my voice broke.And when I saw his first reaction, I was hesitant whether I should ask him for an autograph.If you can get the heroine's signature before disembarking, this trip will be perfect.

Jack squeezed it neatly, and after letting go, he smiled and said, "Don't you have any shoes? I'll give you a pair." After speaking, he bent over to untie the straps of his leather boots, and he hopped around to take off his shoes He said, "I saw you, you are the last passenger. But don't you have a companion? Are you planning to go to New York too?"

I never planned to take a tomb to New York. From the second I set foot on the Titanic, I was waiting almost every hour for tomorrow's docking, and then I escaped here completely.

Grabbing a piece of clothing, I wiped my harmonica and said with a smile: "Yes, I think the United States will bring the life I want. After all, I may have to walk barefoot all my life in the UK."

"Walking barefoot?" Jack grabbed his shoes quickly with his hands, and he handed over one first, raised his eyebrows humorously, and showed a friendly smile and said, "Now you don't have to walk barefoot, as a...beautiful Girl, you'll need a hat all over it with big ribbons, flowers, or you'll need a dress."

Which eye did he see me as a "pretty girl", I guess the magic mirror couldn't even see my face behind the black smudges.I didn't take the shoes from him, which might be the only pair of shoes the protagonist, who is desperately poor, has, and what I want most now is not shoes, but a reason to get him off the ship.

I put myself in the shoes of a bum woman who suddenly asked me to disembark if I were Jack.And the boat ticket is very expensive, and may not be able to afford it in the future.The purpose of the boat is my hometown, and my hometown is developing well now, and you had the chance to become a millionaire in the past.Well, it is true that Wall Street in the United States has not yet reached the Great Depression in 100, so it seems a little less messy than the Wall Street that will be prone to financial turmoil [-] years later.

The important thing is that it is impossible for you to think that the ship will sink in four days.

It was definitely Jack Dawson's decision to disembark with a broken forehead.

I found that after I found the leading actor, the bad situation remained unchanged.Fortunately, he has not met the Goddess of Destiny, otherwise the only reason for him to stay on the boat becomes, he is in love, even if he knows that the boat will sink in four days, he will stay here to live and die with the lover of his dreams .

Ruth, Ruth, I have to resist the urge to rush to upper class to see the heroine.It's a pity that I didn't see the male and female protagonists sailing against the wind together on the bow of the ship on the Titanic. Unfortunately, I will never be able to catch up with that scene.

Jack put down one shoe and began to take off the other. He hopped back two unsteady steps on one foot, and said as he jumped, "Your accent doesn't sound very British. I hope you don't mind, don't you?" Your hometown is also America."

I'm from China, would you like me to pop up a few Chinese jingles for you?

"I don't know, maybe I'm just a bum." I said absent-mindedly, examining Jack's unbalanced body with unfriendly eyes, as if my harsh dance teacher was holding a pointer and scolding picky behind me.

"Hobo?" Jack stood up barefoot, put his shoes next to me, and leaned against the white railing.The wind was blowing from behind him, and I saw him looking far away toward the huge chimney of the Titanic. "Me too, maybe today I'm wandering on a boat, and a week later I'll be wandering the streets of New York. Who knows what's going to happen in your life next second, if I don't go on the Titanic, maybe I'll go to Bell now Fast, keep wandering around England."

You should continue to wander around England, France or Germany. If you really miss America so much, try to work hard for a few weeks, and then buy a cruise ticket for the Cunard. The Shirahoshi family’s ship seems to be cursed. , Few ships have a good end.

"As someone said, the next second of your life is in a box, and if you don't untie the ribbon of time, you'll never see what's inside." I put my harmonica next to those shoes, The portrait in my pocket reminds me at any time that it's time to disembark, and this is the next second in the box.

"This analogy sounds very reasonable, but if you say it, it means nothing." Jack smiled and glanced at me. His eyes were equal and gentle, and his attitude seemed very kind and easy-going.

"Of course, nonsense always needs some decorations to be attractive. You must be wondering how I got on the Titanic. I don't look like I have any hair on me." I spread my hands, my old coat, naked Feet, this kind of appearance on the deck of a luxury cruise ship is simply incredible.

"I'm not much richer than you. I have... well, only a few coins in my pocket." Jack took out his pocket seriously, and said with a serious face: "I still have about one dollar or sixty cents, plus Put on a coat, a pair of shoes... No, I am also a barefoot man now, and the shoes are yours."

Wear the shoes yourself, if you can't be persuaded to get off the boat, do you still plan to chase after my former goddess barefoot?

"I actually made a bet with someone, and then I won a boat ticket." I lowered my head, stretched out my hand to scratch the stain on the back of my foot, and tried to put on an excited tone to tell this lie professionally.

"Bet? You won a ticket for the Titanic?" Jack asked, raising his voice in surprise, and then he said happily and incredulously, "Me too. I won the bet. There are two tickets. We're going to America, Emily."

"What a lucky guy." I admired hypocritically, wishing I could push that idiot who lost the ticket to the bottom of the Titanic.

"Lucky." Jack gave a thumbs up, he was simply the best spokesperson for the optimists.

"Why don't we make a bet?" I asked suddenly, with a hint of casual joke in my tone.

"Bet?" Jack repeated suspiciously, and then a smile came out of his eyes. He knew these things well. "Is this what you call never knowing what will happen to you in the next second? I never thought that I could bet with a beautiful lady. What are you betting? Poker." Jack was careless, he didn't care about me at all This little trick, he may have seen my nervousness, but in order to ease my jerky lies, he still followed my words.

I will not thank him for his kindness, because it will be his turn to thank me in a few days.