[Titanic] True Love Is Eternal

Carl and I hugged each other and lay on the bed for a long time. He rested his head on my neck silently, and his warm breath slowly quieted down.I think suppressing desire is not so easy for any man. He endured for a long time before gritting his teeth and suppressing it. He didn't tear my clothes and was really a bully.

Kissing and hugging became the best bridge of communication between us. The hostility and suspicion between his brows and eyes melted away a lot. His fingers caressed my arms and waist, his half-closed eyes were covered with dull gray, and then I heard him say, "We'll be engaged as soon as we step off the ship."

I don't think this is a good idea. When you are not ready, this kind of commitment is more like a bondage and imprisonment.

His lips rested on my shoulder, his hands eventually returned to my fingers, and we were close.

"I will arrange everything. Ruth's matter will not affect us. Rufu can only listen to me now, and she will be happy to dissolve the engagement." Carl's voice has a sticky texture, which makes his Words don't sound like the paranoia of a teenage adolescent.Rather, it is a mature plan of a shameless businessman who has been in his [-]s and went crazy in order to keep his love. "Emily, your words are always full of loopholes. At least I know that you took the risk on the ship because of that little boy. But you didn't tell me your feelings for him. I know you are lying to me about many things, but I have never revealed. Your identity, what you have done before, why you slowed the ship, your dancing, your speech and manners."

When he talked about these times, his eyes were filled with depression and indifference. "I haven't been involved in your past, nor have I found out your current identity. Your mystery makes me unbearable."

So because of a small misunderstanding, I immediately became a powder keg because my behavior was full of loopholes, so obvious that I couldn't help myself if I wanted others to hypnotize me.My mind wandered a little, and Carl's words became a kind of specious demand, he wanted me to be real, to be as honest as possible with him.

Relationships based on lies are too shaky.I silently recalled how I came to this place, the plane crash, the British slums, and the blanket that saved my life in the snow.This kind of time travel and kindness is almost hard to explain, even if you tell the truth, it seems like a lie.

I felt the temperature of him hugging me, and slowly remembered the face of the woman who saved me, the color of dying was colder than snowflakes.

"I come from a faraway place, living on the streets of England, where the winter weather is so cold that I almost froze to death."

Carl's hug was suddenly strong, wishing for the strength to press me into his bones.Apparently the fact that I nearly froze to death was a scary thing, it scared him.

I patted him on the arm with my backhand, and continued, "I was saved by a woman who died hoping that Jack would live. So I boarded the Titanic because I knew the ship would sink. And in the Before I came to the port of Southampton, I had never met Jack Dawson. I didn’t love him, and our acquaintance was more of a friendship of sympathy.”

I want to completely dispel the ghost in Carl's heart and let his desolate sense of trust grow again.I have been furious in the misunderstanding, and sooner or later, the relationship will be torn apart.

"The woman who saved you told you about the ship's conspiracy, and asked you to stop it?" Carl's associative ability is first-rate. He doesn't seem to appreciate the savior who gave me the blanket. my plan.

So the heads of profiteers doing business are actually ink?Everyone is black.

It's hard for me to explain why I'm so aware of the news that the Titanic will sink, because to Karl, what I know is not the prophesied sinking, but the terrible plan abandoned by the White Star Corporation.Can I still tell him that I actually dreamed about it?

With my criminal record, how could a guy like him, who is so suspicious that it makes people tired, believe me.

"She didn't tell me anything about the Titanic, and I don't think she knew about the Titanic's departure, she was just a woman... who fell in love with Jack." I've actually been wanting to ask Jack, do you know that guy The woman with your portrait.But every time I see his blue and clear eyes, I will immediately think of the day I came, the snowy sky, the painfully cold face of the woman in the memory.This made me suddenly not know how to open my mouth, so that I could bind the woman's feelings together with the news of death and hand it to Jack.

I want to wait until after I disembark to make sure that everyone is safe and sound before I can frankly mention Mary Robert.Because I have fulfilled her command, I took back the young man she wished to live well from the scythe of death.

Then I will tell Jack about the existence of the owner of that blanket.

"I knew the Titanic would sink, not the Olympic, and it had nothing to do with any conspiracy." I knew I'd be hard-pressed to convince Carl, because he had too many brains and was very realistic.Soul travel, a hundred-year-old fantasy thing is as ridiculous as it is fooling people. "I'm not a corporate spy, Carl."

Carl didn't speak, he just reached out and stroked my hair with a stagnant and heavy expression.

"I think starting now, I'll try to be as honest as I can with you." I don't want any more misunderstandings because of broken trust, which is the stupidest way to break up a relationship.

"Then agree to my marriage proposal." Carl moved closer to me, there was no gap between us, the tip of his nose rubbed against my cheek, and the breath of his words echoed in my ears.

"We've only known each other for a few days." Too eager to be tied together, without enough heat, it's hard not to have friction.

"We are in love." When Carl talked about falling in love, he finally couldn't help laughing. He may have endured it for a long time, and the joy brightened the gloom in his eyes. "And these few days seem like a lifetime to me. It's hard for me to believe that anyone but you can control my time."

After he finished speaking, he sat up from the bed, then he seemed to be looking for something, got out of bed, walked to the table, and took out a red rose from the vase on the table.The flowers in this suite are changed every day, fresh flowers are more beautiful than love.

Carl took the flowers in his hand, and he tugged at his tie uncomfortably, his eyeballs rolled around slyly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a gentle smile that was not familiar.

I sat up, not quite understanding what he was trying to do.

After Karl finished arranging his messy clothes, he couldn't comb them back except that his hair was scattered. He even pulled the cuffs to smooth out the folds on them.He straightened his back, his body was smooth and straight, and he was as affectionate and solemn as if he was about to attend the king's enthronement ceremony.

Then he walked over slowly in such a serious and serious manner, even his footsteps were very steady and graceful.His etiquette teacher must be very professional, at least when it comes to standing and walking, he is impeccable.

He walked to the bed like this and said to me: "I have been forgetting to propose to you formally. I wanted to complete the ceremony after I got off the boat, because I was unprepared on the boat. But you said you would refuse me when you got off the boat." , This is really sad news." His expression was still a bit weird and slippery, maybe he had never really proposed to any woman, so the gesture of holding the rose and the tone of his speech seemed a little green.

Carl stroked the hem of his suit, then knelt down on one knee with his right foot seriously, and handed over the rose in his hand, "Please accept my marriage proposal, Emily."

I almost fell back in shock at how he acted, it didn't seem like something he would do at all.

"I won't let you go back to the slums, I won't let you go through the cold, hunger, and anyone will bully you. I am confident that I can bear any difficulties, as long as you are by my side."

He was so calm and yet so intensely gazing at me.It seems that for him, this kind of strong love will never be extinguished, and this kind of self-confidence makes him incredibly strong.

"Even if you are a commercial spy, you have caused a lot of trouble, and I can settle everything for you if you want expensive items."

Carl said solemnly, it seems that this is not a sweet talk, but a fact that cannot be changed.

What a bold way to propose.Although he only has one free rose in his hand.

"Leave you to me, Emily."

The smile on Carl's lips disappeared, and he looked up at me, his amber eyes were very clear.

My heartbeat began to speed up. This kind of heartbeat was like a plant filled with water. The flowers on the top of the branches and leaves burst out in full bloom, and the colors instantly penetrated my heart.I wanted to shake my head, but couldn't.I wanted to tell him that we still have a lot of problems that have not been resolved, but I suddenly discovered that in fact, all these worries are nothing to worry about.

I suddenly want to believe him, believe that this passionate relationship can last forever.

Slowly, I reached out and took the flowers in his hand.Suddenly, Carl took my hand and held me tightly, then he lowered his head and left a warm kiss on the back of my hand.

The kiss was deep and long.It's like telling me that we can always be together.