[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

I had a dream, almost the same nightmare as the day I got on the boat.

The tranquility of the deep sea is cut by the bright sunlight of day, forming beautiful ripples, and the Titanic cuts the calm sea and comes here.Everything is like a silent movie scene. Its destination ahead is a huge iceberg. The hull of the ship rubs against the iceberg without slowing down. The water is submerged and I see myself walking into a cabin full of sea water door, the cold silence becomes its only tone.

Soon this dream became extremely bright again from the distant space-time tunnel. I pushed open the door of the grand staircase on the deck, and the bright lights scattered down above my head.

There are people all around, but I can't see their faces clearly.Until a man in a suit came over with a violin and asked me, "Miss Emily, do you want to play My Heart Is Eternal?"

I finally found out he was the bandleader and he smiled and waited for my response.

Suddenly I looked up, and all the people who died on the Titanic were here. They just looked at me like this, as if they had been waiting for me for a long time.

Waking up from the dream, I stared at the top of the bed inexplicably, those fine patterns and the ceiling light that was not turned on.Reaching out to touch his face, it was dry and smooth.He sat up from the bed, got out of bed in his pajamas barefoot and walked out of the room.Carl lay straight down on the couch to sleep, and I could hear his tired breathing.

Walking up to him and looking down at him, I found that the dark circles under his eyes began to emerge, his lips were peeling, and he seemed to have not slept well for several nights.I used my fingers to brush the black hair that fell on his forehead, not wanting the tip of the hair to poke his eyelids, and then I walked out.

The servants brought by Karl have already begun to clean up the living room and prepare breakfast.I met Ruth back last night, and she looked better than before, and it seemed that under Carl's weight, her mother didn't put too much pressure on her.

I even think Karl has already discussed with her about the plan to break off the engagement, so she looks so confident.

On the private deck, I stood by the window for a few minutes, gazing intently at the ocean outside the boat.Today is NO.14. I hope the ship will slow down today. Yesterday’s sailing speed will be posted on the bulletin board. If I want to see the sailing speed of NO.14, I have to wait until tomorrow.But I am worried that I will never be able to wait for the NO.15 noon speed bulletin. This is not because I don’t trust Carl, but because I am worried that the inertia of history will surprise everyone.

If the ship sinks... I shook my head to suppress the inauspicious thought. There is no doubt that the lifeboats on the ship cannot save everyone, and the third-class passengers will be very unlucky.I don't want Jack, and everyone I danced with in the saloon, to freeze to death in the iceberg area, that's a real nightmare, not the weight of a movie you groan at a movie theater.

Too bad I can't see if the boat slows down as it's moving, the ocean is so big you can hardly notice its speed unless it stops.After looking outside for a long time, I couldn't be sure, so I left the window and planned to change clothes later to find Andrew, ask him to accompany me to the captain's cabin for a visit, and then directly ask the captain.

Turning around, I saw Carl standing by the door in his pajamas and coat, looking at me with messy hair.He could easily see what I was thinking, grinned boredly, and said to me, "Don't worry, this ship won't sink."

It’s best if I can’t sink. I felt the low temperature last night. It dropped from more than ten degrees Celsius during the day to one or two degrees Celsius at night. This unnatural temperature change made it impossible for me to really relax.That meant the ship had crossed the confluence of warm and cold currents, from the warm waters of the Gulf Stream into the Labrador Current, which carries icebergs.If the ship doesn't slow down today, there is a real possibility of history repeating itself tonight.

"Okay, I said it won't sink, it's fine, don't stand there and blow the cold wind." Carl walked to me, put the coat on me, and then led me into the room, he held me dissatisfied He muttered with his hand, "Don't forget to wear clothes, the temperature is very low now, what if you get sick."

To be honest, Karl is becoming more and more like a mother, or to be correct, he actually has a talent for nagging.

I looked down at him holding my palm, the warmth reassured me unexpectedly, and then I asked him in a low voice, "Will the boat slow down today?" This was just a responsible double-check, not a temptation to doubt others .

I thought Karl would respond to me immediately with great confidence, but at a certain moment, I found that he was a little stunned, just like what I noticed when I observed other people's expressions and emotions and used them to evolve into my own dance. A subtle emotion.

He was not sure, and even paid little attention to this matter.Of course, this feeling was only fleeting, and he immediately answered me, "Yes, it will slow down, don't worry, it's not the Olympic."

Of course I know it's not the Olympic, and I'm not sure about Carl's pause just now, so I can only attribute it to my own paranoia and nervousness.

After dinner, I strolled to the deck to bask in the sun, and as I wished, I saw Mr. Andrew passing by with two ladies and a man.Wearing a long skirt, wide-brimmed hat of the same color, and long white gloves, I looked like a lady from a good family, following their footsteps with a smile on my face.Several upper-class guests expressed goodwill for me to join them. Andrew, who was walking in the front, did not notice me immediately, so he naturally began to introduce all the functions of the ship.

Whether it's railings, lifeboats, or spare anchors, he'll drop in on the ship's equipment as he introduces the ship's history.And the language is humorous and cute, not boring.

Of course, when he turned his head soon, he saw me standing at the back as his audience. I made a grimace with my mouth twisted inadvertently, and choked back the greeting he was about to say. He smiled and shook his head, pretending to be nothing Seeing me continue to lead his guests to the bridge.The steering center of the entire ship is on the top deck. Today is Sunday. I know there will be a lifeboat drill today, but the captain or the upper deck of the White Star will replace it with a Sunday that is more realistic and more pleasing to the passengers. event program.

For me, no Christian Sunday program can compare to lifeboat drills. These lifeboat racks are newly invented and many crew members are not familiar with them. Drills will help you know how to lower the lifeboat more quickly in the event of a shipwreck without wasting time.It's a pity that these small details are more important than pleasing the passengers to the White Star Company. I can only pray that the speed of the ship today is slow enough to find the iceberg easily.

The captain stood in front of the car clock and was talking to the crew. He saw Andrew moving his white beard in relief, and welcomed us with a smile.

A valet just came hurrying up and stopped the captain from coming towards us, and the captain stopped and asked him in a low voice what was the matter.I vaguely heard the other party talking about the iceberg warning, and I realized almost instantly that this was a good opportunity to ask. Will be kindly forgiven for the innocuous remark, because I meant no harm, "Are we going to slow down on an iceberg, Captain Smith."

Andrew didn't realize it was my voice at first because I let my voice sound childish.

I hope that this unguarded tone can better make the captain unguarded to speak the truth.But the captain lived up to expectations, and responded to my question reflexively before turning around, "Of course not, don't worry, icebergs are very common this season, the ship has already started to speed up, it's safe."

"Accelerate..." I stood outside and repeated his words in disbelief.

Andrew finally realized that there was something wrong with the captain's answer. He told me yesterday that the ship would slow down, but now the captain's answer clearly exposed his lie.

"Aren't you slowing down?" I asked again in surprise and surprise.

"Slow down? Why slow down?" The captain came over. He seemed to think I was too nervous, and said with a gentle smile, "It doesn't matter. Although there are icebergs, this is very common. Don't worry. The last four boilers on the ship have been Start, you should have confidence in our technology."

Carl said that the ship would slow down, and Andrew also said that it would slow down, but the captain said that the ship was speeding up... I stared at the expression on the captain's face seriously, and couldn't help showing a harmless smile, and kept confirming, "The ship will speed up, It looks like we can reach our destination soon."

The captain replied confidently, "If all goes well, NO.16 will arrive at night."

Is there anything better than a captain who knows how fast a ship is going?He said that NO.16 is NO.16, my smile slowly collapsed, and I said to the unknown captain: "Congratulations, your ship will definitely make headlines, I promise." The bright sunlight in the room hurt my eyes, I couldn't help blinking, and the normal saline came out.

I took a deep breath and tried to tell myself not to panic, the last moment had not yet been reached.The boat has a chance to stop without slowing down. Don't worry, I still have time.

The footsteps finally accelerated unbearably, and continued to accelerate, and the gnashing of teeth burst out from the chest that could not be suppressed.

Cal Hockley, you wait for me.

I flung open the door of the room and saw Carl in a light-colored three-piece suit, saying to a footman, "Get those ugly paintings down and put them back in the trunk, and tell Ruth to pack her things up." Pack it up, I gave it all to her... Emily."

Carl saw me come in and showed a delighted smile.

I also showed a smile, and walked towards him step by step, then reached out and grabbed the tie in his clothes, pulled it out bit by bit, and tightened it until it strangled him.

Carl gave an uncomfortable and puzzled "hmm".

"You said..." I smiled and asked slowly, "Will the boat slow down?"

Carl nodded quickly without hesitation.

I smiled unchanged, remained silent for a few seconds, and finally couldn't suppress the boiling feeling in my chest.After loosening his tie, Carl immediately coughed a few times and said inexplicably, "Who made you angry?"

I wanted to go away and calm down before coming back, but his words made me stop completely. I endured and endured, endured... If I endured it, I would just jump into the sea, turn around, turn around, and my smile remained the same .Walking up to Karl, I stretched out my hand to measure the distance, then with a ferocious face, I grabbed his arm, turned my back quickly with his right foot as the axis, and with a fierce force, the unsuspecting man was thrown directly over my shoulder by me. Hit the carpet.

Carl lay on the ground in a daze, I stepped on his back and said in a cold voice, "Remember, I hate being lied to! Me!"

And he lied to me when I was in a relationship.