[Titanic] Surprise in the bubble

"Sean, please—know what's inside..." Jack's voice was almost crying, his voice was very hoarse, it seemed that the fragile vocal cords were injured by too much force just now, "Hee Well, answer, did you encounter some trouble and can't get out? Think of a way to make a noise, okay?"

Sitting in that room, still accompanied by a piece of dark air, sighed deeply.

He stood up and walked softly to the door.But even so, it still couldn't stop the sound of the leather shoes when they stepped on the floor.

'Kick, kick, kick', every sound hit my heart.

Jack noticed it immediately with vigilance - he could hear the movement of his hand on the glass, because he was very eager and there was no cover up.

He was silent for a while, imagining how he was listening attentively, wishing he could just rush to open the door naturally, or stop and continue to remain silent.

But still move around, near the door.

Then, he put his hand on the doorknob, put the lock on it, but didn't pull it open.

He clearly knew that he didn't want to pull away at all, he just wanted to pass through here and touch Jack's temperature again.

"Okay, I won..." I heard the voice of Mr. Bodyguard outside the glass door, "Actually, I did hear footsteps just now. Although I'm not sure, it was the young master."

"It's him." Jack said calmly this time.The voice was lifeless, and Jean could feel his despair and powerlessness immediately, "If it was anything else, the door was knocked like this, he must have come out to take a look... But look, he obviously inside, but they ignored them."

There was no anger, and Jack didn't seem angry at all.Believe in Jack's IQ, even if he doesn't know the cause, he must have guessed it, the result of the choice.

I know that he must want to give him an explanation at this moment, hoping to tell him that he is passive and trapped here, even if he makes a sound or finds an excuse, it will prove that this is not the original intention.

But in fact, I don't want to still deceive him at this moment.

"Or the young master was kidnapped?!" Mr. Bodyguard's voice immediately became harsh, and Jean couldn't help but bend his lips slightly because of his guess.

But there was no more words.I guess Jack didn't respond, or shook his head?Or maybe Mr. Bodyguard finally understood how weird all this happened, and was at a loss as to what to say.

Somewhere on the opposite side, some lights were probably thrown over, so that Jack could clearly see the slender figure projected on the door behind the curtain.He stretched out his palm, pressed it against the door, and then leaned his forehead against it, trying to get himself closer to him.

I can't bear him... I want to say goodbye to him, he is the most deserving farewell.But in fact, he was so guilty that he couldn't say anything.

Jack... sorry.

"Dawson? Jack Dawson!!" Suddenly heard a muffled sound of 'Peng' outside the door!Withdrew his forehead from the door, and found that Jack's figure was crawling on the ground.Immediately thought that something must have happened to his body!

The bodyguard yelled in panic outside, and saw him lying on the ground, shaking Jack's body!

Damn it!He jerked the latch open, pushed the door open, and immediately saw Jack lying on the ground colorless, his face was deathly white and lifeless.

The bodyguard stood beside him stiffly, testing his breathing with his hand, "No, I'm out of breath..."

These words are like a whole pot of water dug out from under the glacier, poured all over his head and face, seeping through the pores of his skin into the blood vessels, freezing all the way down, until the heart stopped beating!

At that moment, I felt that I was also angry!The feeling of suffocation immediately swept through his brain, causing a large area of ​​brain cells to die, causing bursts of blackness in front of his eyes, and he felt that the world was spinning, and there was only that dead white left in the world.

"Jack!" Pushing away the bodyguard, he knelt beside him.He touched his carotid artery almost instinctively, watching the rise and fall of his chest.

But no, nothing.I always feel that I have touched the wrong place, but in fact, I have to feel all over his neck, but I can't find any pulsation that belongs to the living.

"Don't, don't die...don't die!" I could only shout this sentence in panic, then unbuttoned all his clothes, lifted his jaw, and blew two blows into it. tone.

His chest rose and fell twice with the movement, but once it stopped, it must stop immediately.

With cold hands and feet, he stacked his two palms on his breastbone and pressed down hard!I don't know why he was able to calm down. Under the palm, his chest is like a leather bag, filled with hard chromium stuff, but it can still be pressed down.

When pressing down, his sternum seemed to be forced out of its maximum elasticity, and along with his skin and flesh, it was sunken into the chest cavity, touching the heart that was still beating.

1001,1002,1003, 1004, [-], [-]... Jack, please, stay alive!

Jack was lying on the floor, his body trembling after being pressed. He opened his mouth slightly, waiting for an unknown number of times to block it to breathe, and then gradually took some weak breaths.

"Master..." was not the first one to find out that he had been rescued. In fact, because of the long few minutes, because of the cold, lifeless touch of his hands, his head was dizzy, and he could only rely on Do things intuitively.

I can't think of anything anymore.Even with experience, you still can't keep calm in front of what you love, even if you should.

"That's enough, young master!" Mr. Bodyguard pulled his hand away, then forced to stop struggling, and said loudly in his ear: "He's alive! Look, he's breathing!"

"What?" I couldn't help but stare at him for a while before I understood what he said, "Jack?"

Rudely pulled away Mr. Bodyguard's body, then lay on Jack's face, looked at him carefully, and called in his ear: "Jack, open your eyes, can you talk?"

The curved eyelashes, like the wings of God at this time, tremblingly opened the pair of fragile pale eyelids with heavy expectations, revealing those eyes that immediately choked up, the lake Green eyes.

"Jack..." cried, just beside him, buried his face in his ears, let the tears fall down—crying with joy.

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"Please put on life jackets, everyone, don't worry, we will ensure everyone's safety..."

When Da Heng carried Jack into the lobby, the vice-captain was standing on the gorgeous staircase, yelling through the horn.Afterwards, several waiters shuttled briskly through the group until one of them came to the front and gave them two life jackets.

"Three pieces, thank you." Mr. Bodyguard quickly stopped the waiter who was about to leave, and added.The waiter was surprised for a moment, and when he found the one in his arms, wearing a hat and wrapped in a thick layer of clothes, he immediately pulled out another one and handed it over, "Sorry, sir."

"It's okay." He said, and then Mr. Bodyguard put on the life jacket and asked him to support Jack's body together.

Although Jack has come to his senses, it is obvious that the disaster just now made him unable to speak immediately, and even had difficulty standing up, guess...maybe he couldn't even control a single finger.

So I can only hug him who is soft-handed and soft-footed, put him upright in my arms, lean against the wall and squat down halfway, and let him sit on his lap, "Thank you, can you help him put on the life jacket?"

Mr. Bodyguard shook off a life jacket obediently, and then gently pulled Jack's arm to help him put it on—the cautious look seemed to be shocked by the disaster just now.

At 00:20, with Jack in his arms, he followed the deputy captain and the nobles gathered in the hall, and planned to go to the lifeboat on the deck.

"Wait, Master." But he was suddenly stopped by Mr. Bodyguard, and he shook off the life jacket in his hand again, with a straight face, and said seriously: "You forgot to put this on, Master."

"Uh, oh, yes, thanks for the reminder." He shrugged awkwardly, and then let him hug Jack first, and quickly put on the life jacket, which took less than a minute.

Then he took Jack over, avoiding Mr. Bodyguard as much as possible, with sharp eyes, lowered head, silently followed the crowd and rushed outside.

But he found that those green eyes full of sadness and powerlessness rushed into his sight like that, and reached his heart in an instant, making him feel as guilty as if he had been seen through.

"Jie, Jack?" He said with a dry smile, "We should take a nap. When we wake up, we will be on the rescue ship."

But Jack didn't speak, just watched and stared with unusually firm and bright eyes, then stretched out his hand, grasped the skirt of his clothes tightly, closed his eyes, put his head in the crook of his arms, and assumed a completely dependent posture .

Let suddenly feel a little heavy...and shaken by being overwhelmed.

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