[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

The old poodle and I are a typical way of disagreeing with each other. After the chicken and the duck talked a few papers, he returned to the picture of standing at the door in a daze and I sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Having nothing to do, I started to recall where the plot of the movie has gone, because today has a Sunday event, I don't think Carl will come back so early, if he goes to Ismay, then they will go to find Ismay after they talk about slowing down Captain, and then the matter is resolved and I will stop by to participate in the event.In the original movie, Ruth and Carl would go to the event, and then Jack came to find Ruth and was dragged out by the old poodle with a tip... I tilted my head and glanced at the old poodle outside, and the old poodle also gloomily Looking at me, the two stared at each other for a while, then turned away boredly.

So this aspect of the plot has been butterflyed. In fact, the whole movie is now butterflyed. At least without Carl's hindrance, Ruth and Jack will fly happily on the boat like two free seabirds.When we arrive in the United States, when we disembark, we will keep Jack for a period of time depending on the situation, at least we can see his wedding with Ruth.If I can get a photo of them when they got married, and then have their co-signatures on the back, it must be the most memorable thing I get in this era.

I reached out to touch it again, took out the novel and continued to read it, covered my face with the book, and fell asleep.

I seem to be able to get the most peaceful rest in this extreme silence between half-sleep and half-sleep. As long as I spend this night, and tomorrow the Titanic is still sailing on the Atlantic Ocean, then I can get the greatest relaxation.I have been tossing on the disaster of NO.14 for too long and tried my best.As for what will happen to the Titanic after the [-]th and [-]th, it is not in my consideration, because starting tomorrow I will become an ordinary passenger, no different from anyone on this ship.

I closed my eyes and almost fell asleep. I woke up and found that the time seemed to be very late, and the time for afternoon tea had already passed. Night.

The old poodle was just taking out his watch chain, and he seemed to feel that the time was too long.As far as he's concerned, Carl and I are in a fiery relationship right now, and it's impossible for his employer to know that I'm waiting for the result and not come back on purpose.

"It's almost six o'clock." The old poodle frowned tightly. He put the watch back into his pocket, and his expression relaxed after a while. "Maybe sir will go to the dinner party, so he is still in the small dining room."

This is the normal routine for upper-class passengers. They first go to the small dining room to drink some pre-dinner drinks, socialize with some important people, and then enter the big dining room for dinner when the time is up.

Maybe he can't get away, it's his normal life routine after all.I nodded, lay down on the sofa again, closed my eyes and rested.I feel that my throat is getting better, at least it won't hurt unbearably when I say a few words now, of course, in order to recover more easily, I'd better keep silent as long as I can.

I heard the maids coming and going outside the door, either changing the bouquet or adding coals to the fireplace.It was very cold outside, and the Titanic might have been moving in the ice floes. Based on the time when Carl left, the ship should be slowing down now.

Maybe I should wait until he gets back from dinner and ask him how much Ismay's old vulture cost him.

Among the small noises, I suddenly heard heavy footsteps, accompanied by panicked gasps, followed by Lovejoy's surprised words, "Miss?"

I quickly opened my eyes, lay on the sofa and turned my face sideways. The long hair fell on my face with my movements, blocking my sight.Through the gaps in the long hair, I saw Ruth clutching the corner of the shawl with such force that the back of her hand was visible.Because of the corset, excessive running made her breathe rapidly, almost in a state of hypoxia.

When she saw Lovejoy with me, she swallowed the words she was about to blurt out, and there was an excessive panic in her green eyes.

I sat up and looked at her suspiciously, "Ruth?"

"Emily, I have something to say to you alone, is that okay?" Ruth showed a forced smile, her fingers holding the white shawl were trembling.

An anxiety infected by her surged up from the bottom of my heart, and I turned to look at Lovejoy. The dedicated bodyguard looked at Ruth vigilantly, and then moved his eyes to my face, trying to see our two attempts.Of course he couldn't see anything, so he walked away from the door of the room in silence.

Ruth saw him go away, and immediately came in and closed the door of the room.Before I got up from the sofa, she had already rushed in front of me, reached out and grabbed my arm tightly, and the panic in her eyes finally turned into fear and spread to her facial expression. "Listen to me, my mother... my mother..." She repeated several times incoherently, and the hand on my body was terribly cold.

"What's wrong with your mother?" I held her hand and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Emily, you have to calm down." Ruth suppressed the panic on her face and comforted me instead.

I thought Ruth's words were wrong, because what she said was obviously a foreshadowing, which means that she felt that what she said next would deal a huge blow to me.But I don't think I have anything to do with her mother, and if something happened to her mother it would only be Ruth.

"My mother... attacked Carl." Ruth said these words with difficulty, her face was in disbelief, as if this kind of thing was like a fantasy.

Assaulted Carl?

I was a little confused and couldn't understand her words for a while.

What is assaulted Carl, assaulted?

"She went to Carl, and Carl and I made it clear to her earlier that we were breaking off the engagement. I thought she agreed, because we didn't have to auction off the property to pay the debts, and I like Jack, I like him, Emily. "Ruth seemed to be frightened and at a loss, but when she talked about Jack, her eyes were terribly firm.

Ruth likes Jack, of course, a natural couple.

But this is not what I want to hear now. I grabbed Ruth's arm and asked her loudly: "What did your mother do to Carl?" It sounds really heartbreaking when it comes to wounds. .

"She hit Carl on the head with a vase... Oh my god, what the hell is she doing? It's murder." Ruth's lips also trembled, "You have to calm down."

I need to calm down...

Wait a minute, what's going on here?Ruth's mother hit Carl on the head with a vase...how did it hurt?Is now the time to cool off?Now is the time to find a doctor!

"Take me there, and...call the doctor." I took a deep breath, stood up and dragged Ruth to open the door and ran out.Ruth said urgently behind me, "This is not a big deal, Emily, I beg you."

"Shut up." I couldn't bear it anymore, and finally stopped her aloud.

Ruth fell silent immediately, she was also frightened by this terrible scene, and her green eyes looked at me motionlessly.I endured the pain in my throat and said concisely again: "Take me there, where is it?"

Ruth finally regained her composure, took my hand and walked forward quickly. She calmly said, "It's next door, my mother's room."

Lovejoy watched us come out with a blank expression. He seemed to want to ask something, but we were moving so fast that we hardly had time to pay him any attention.Out of the door, the white corridor dazzled me. Ruth dragged me forward a few steps, and opened an upper-class door casually, which changed from white to the wooden oil red color of the upper-class room. The wall panels and the fireplace at the entrance are different from those next door, and the black wrought iron flower arrangement surrounds the outside of the fireplace.

As the door closed, a figure suddenly appeared beside him, and Jack took Ruth over with a look that didn't fit in with the decoration of the first-class cabin.Ruth said anxiously, "Jack."

"Hiss." Jack gasped, and it was only after Ruth reacted that she stretched out her hand to see that it was covered in blood.

I saw a bloodstained knife wound on Jack's arm, but my attention was already firmly captured by the scene in front of the living room.Fragments of broken vases were strewn about, and red and white roses soaked the wet carpet.But what I saw was not these, but next to the roses, the black hair was wet on the carpet, and under the messy hair was a bloodless face.

It seems that someone has been talking, but I can't hear it, my mind is blank, only he is lying on the carpet like a dead image.

I walked over slowly, a feeling similar to fear but deeper than fear made my hands and feet tremble, I called him softly, "Carl?"

"Don't come here." A harsh voice sounded.

Next to Carl, I finally see Ruth's mother kneeling on the ground, clutching a chef's knife that the kitchen uses to fillet fish.There was blood on the knife, she looked at me horribly, and she was in a very dangerous and hysterical state.

I looked at the blood on her knife, and the air instantly turned into sea water with a sense of substance, and a coldness rushed from the soles of my feet to my forehead. This tension that could not breathe made me feel as if I was drowning.I suddenly didn't dare to take a closer look at the man lying on the carpet, for fear of seeing blood and corpses all over the floor.

"Put it down." I whispered softly, moved slowly, and stretched out my hand to say to the dangerous woman.

That kind of coldness followed me everywhere, turning into huge shadows and pressing on my pupils, causing me to see everything in darkness.I heard myself say hypnotically to the knife, "Put it down."

Let it go, don't hurt him.

"I don't accept it." Said the nervous woman, she was so excited that she couldn't help herself, and her coiled hair fell down with her movements.

"Mom, put down the knife." Ruth pleaded behind me. "It's impossible for me and Carl. This is the most sensible result."

"Shut up, what do you know? This is an insult to our family. If he wants it, he will dismiss us like a beggar. This is an insult, a huge insult." The knife in Lufu's hand was sharp Trembling, she said angrily, "I have never been insulted like this before, how will this make me gain a foothold in the social circle in the future."

What is a social circle?I approached so cautiously, with a peaceful smile on my face, as if I couldn't bear to provoke her and said: "It's all my fault, I will leave him soon, and the marriage contract remains the same." The sore throat has gone Extending to the heart, even my toes are numb.

"It's meaningless, everything is meaningless." Rufu raised a knife and said to me anxiously and fearfully, "Don't come here."

"Okay, I won't come." My steps were so slow that the emotional patient couldn't notice it, but it was still moving.I comforted her softly: "No one will hurt you, really."

The shadow turned into a blade, and I was like a dancer stepping on the blade, every move was a gamble.

Under the tip of the knife in her hand was Karl's lying body. I didn't dare to take any risks, so I could only approach her little by little, at an unbelievably slow pace.I saw that the blood on the knife had begun to dry, but it was as frighteningly bright as a rose soaked in water.

I forgot to take a deep breath, the way I comfort myself every time I get overwhelmed.But I know that no matter how many times I take a deep breath, I can't feel the existence of oxygen. The coldness gradually becomes the tip of a knife in Rufu's hand, cutting through my veins.

I said to her again: "Put it down."

Her pupils flinched, and her body moved backwards. Within half a second, my toes, which were tense to the extreme, erupted with a great force, like a preparatory movement for a big dance. within a short period of time.The control of the muscles seems to come from the soul rather than this young body. I suddenly came to her, reached out and snatched the knife from her hand. The blood on the knife was hotter than the coals burning in the stove. My palms swept up, mingling with the coldness of that fear in some uncontrollable outburst.

Ruth was stunned by my movement, and before I realized what I was doing, Ruth screamed, "No, Emily."

I pressed the woman to the carpet, raised the knife in my hand and stabbed down fiercely. Jack strode to catch up, but he couldn't keep up with my movements.I clearly saw the dilated pupils in the eyes of the woman below me who was extremely frightened, and the knife was inserted into the carpet at the last moment, making a dull sound.

The knife was only a few centimeters away from Rufu's face. I watched her face to face for a few seconds, and waited until the old woman was scared and panicked by me, then I grabbed her by the collar and said to her word by word: "If he If something happens, I want your life."

Jack knelt down, pulled my hand away and grabbed the dangerous knife into his own. He gasped and said, "That's not how knives are used."

I turned around and Carl was lying unconscious next to me.I called him cautiously, hoarse and muddy, "Carl." I uncontrollably pushed my fingers away from the hair on his face and put them under his nose, feeling the familiar breathing rhythm, and I fell apart. Sitting down, breathing hard with his hands on his neck. "Call the doctor," I heard myself pleading with difficulty.

The door was opened, and Lovejoy suddenly appeared, and he asked as usual, "What happened?"

"Call the doctor," I heard myself say.

The old poodle finally saw the chaotic scene clearly. He rushed over and put his hand on Karl's neck. For a while, he didn't dare to make a big move towards Karl.Then he quickly said "I'll call the doctor" and ran out.

I continued to call him with difficulty, "Carl..."

Carl suddenly groaned in pain, as if responding to me.Immediately, he covered his head with his hands and cursed very vigorously, "Damn it, my head hurts."

I looked at him stupidly. He propped his elbows on the ground, opened his eyes and saw me, and asked suspiciously, "Emily?"

Tears rolled down my face instantly.