[Titanic] Surprise in the bubble

"Mr. Pastor, I'm so glad to see you again." A man walked towards me, wearing a neat suit, walking steadily, and shook hands with me happily.I pulled out a jerky smile, which must be polite and stiff, but it was the limit of what I could do in the face of a stranger who suddenly appeared, "Hello, I hope we can all have a good time journey of."

"Of course, it's my honor." He raised one eyebrow, and even though he couldn't hide the surprise and fake smile in his eyes, he was still able to express his joy just right.

I lowered my head and pursed my lips with a smile, and said goodbye to him briefly, then I hurriedly pinched the skirt of my belly, avoided the crowd and walked to a spacious place, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

The man behind me has been following me closely all the time, and I hardly dare to look back at his face. I think, my abnormal behavior must make him feel like a ghost!Or I suddenly had a problem with my brain, but I was so flustered that I couldn't think of any reason to explain the situation, so I could only lower my eyes, pretend to be dissatisfied, and keep silent—in fact, I wanted to ask him some questions, But because I don't know his surname, it becomes difficult to even address him, so I can only keep silent, hoping that he can't help but take the initiative to talk to me and show some flaws.

"Sir?" Sure enough, he couldn't help it after a while, and asked strangely, "Did Mr. Hockley make you unhappy?"

So that person's surname was Hockley just now?I took advantage of the situation and stretched my face again, and replied in a deep voice: "Yeah, I don't like his enthusiastic appearance..."

"Hmm..." The man replied vaguely, still with a strange tone, "So, what are you going to do next? If you want to visit, do you need to prepare anything?"

"No, I'm a little tired. Find our room first and take a rest." I was very happy to finally be able to express my desire to find a place to be quiet, and said lightly, "Hurry up, or I'll take a rest." Might fall asleep before the dinner party."

"Yes." The man immediately led me up the luxurious staircase that made me stare at me from the moment I entered the door. We turned into the corridor on the left, and after showing the ticket stub, we were led to the end of the corridor by the guards. One of the rooms, "Dear Mr. Pastor, I hope you can have a comfortable journey. There is a call button on the wall on the left hand side of the room. If you need anything, you can call me at any time. My name is F Red, Fred Hank."

"Thank you." I nodded politely and opened the door.

The decoration in the room almost catches up with the pictures of the mansions seen in reality!Especially this retro European and American style, I looked at the exquisite teak and brass decorations, the fireplace carved with paintings, and the reliefs on the walls.It's almost impossible to think that you are visiting the memorial hall of a deceased rich man...

Still holding the bare doorknob in my hand, I stood at the door in amazement and dared not take a step. I described everything in the room with my eyes without blinking. I really hope that every detail of him can be imprinted on the door. inside the mind.

It wasn't until the "crackling" sound of the candlestick placed above the fireplace that was lit in advance in order to increase the atmosphere, that I came back to my senses and walked into the room dully.

The man behind me is probably used to my continuous abnormality. He just followed in with a few boxes and put them on the floor, asking with a normal expression, "Sir, I need to help you take away the frequently used items." Come out some?"

"No, no need!" I almost blurted out, "I think this is probably my room alone, isn't it?"

"Yes, sir."

"So where do you live? Next door to me?"

"No, I heard it's another guest room, and it shouldn't be far away from the other bodyguards." He told me patiently, keeping his cheeks half-lowered, so that I could only see his constantly opening and closing lips.

I nodded, and then said: "Then you go there first, take a rest, and come back in an hour... Well, what time is it now?"

"It's already 13:30 sir, it took us too much time to board the ship."

"So, after an hour, remember to bring me some afternoon tea, I think you must know what I like." Seeing his calm face, I raised my chin slightly, and said with a sense of novelty and mischievous superiority: "Hope you'll be on time."

"Of course, sir."

I watched his tall and straight back being blocked behind the wooden door, and stayed there for a while, until I heard the footsteps outside gradually becoming less and less, and then I opened the few doors that were placed on the ground like a thief. Boxes, trying to rummage for something to fool me better.