[Titanic] Ticket

The next day, newspapers were overwhelmingly reporting the farce that took place in the theater. They fabricated Bell as an extreme anti-peace activist. He hoped to use this method to intimidate the authorities into participating in the war. The kidnapping of an actor named Alex Mason, who played the role of Prince Hamlet that day, was so popular that he might have been killed. The bloody Shakespeare shooting".

Lester read a passage at breakfast, laughing so hard that he almost buried his face in the oatmeal plate, Carl looked at him indulgently, and poured him a glass of milk.

"I'm sure the person who compiled this story must be a third-rate screenwriter. Look at the wording here, full of rubbish romance and fantasy." Lester said, staring at the pile of newspapers, as if seeing a pile of terrible Three vulgar love stories.

Chocolate rubbed against his leg, and he tore a piece of cod meat for it, and only poured lemon juice on it, at least it wouldn't make the Alaska shed all over the manor.

"I don't care about that, the numbers on the check they sent this morning are pretty good. By the way, I ordered a car with Ford, and I'll try it out this afternoon. How about you?" Carl ate his share of breakfast. , Wiping his mouth with a silk towel, Lovejoy came in from the outside, holding some letters in his hand, one was from Lester, and the others were from Carl, the busy man.

"I can't go." Lester glanced at the ten lines, shaking the letter paper in his hand, "Augustus asked me to meet at the crepe shop."

"The ghost stays around. If he has a little self-knowledge, he should know how much trouble he caused us yesterday." Carl frowned. Bell Augustus is a downright dangerous person, and the lay family needs to face this kind of danger People often become overly anxious or even hysterical.

"As you can see, he didn't do anything last night." Lester leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, "and we also need a truth. Besides, I don't worry about Alex, since last night I Never saw him again."

"...Well, if you don't come back by three o'clock in the afternoon, I will go to you in person." Carl said, sighing helplessly, like countless times in the past, he finally chose to compromise with his boy.

……

Augustus Crepes hadn't opened for a long time, and the "Closed" sign on the door was covered with dust. Lester fished out the key from under the third flowerpot—the one in which the It was a marigold, which had completely withered. He opened the door, and it was unusually quiet inside. A faint light came in from the gap in the curtains. The wallpaper was covered with words. He took a closer look, and there were some small love poems. With blessings, this was a very warm place, but now it is clear that all of that is no longer there.

"You're so early, we're not ready yet." Alex put a silver candle holder on the table, the only neat place in the house, and sat on the swing chair, hanging slightly. Nodding his head, he looked like an innocent and pure child, "You are welcome, Bell will be here in a while."

"...Are you leaving?" Lester said, he put his hands on the fluffy cushion on the table, and the edges were a little white due to long-term friction, he stared at it for a while before continuing, "It's decided ?"

"This is a decision I should have made long ago." Alex smiled. "Because of my selfishness, it has been dusted for a long time."

"You sacrificed a lot for him." Lester said, he looked at the young man in front of him gently, he was shaking his feet, and there was a sweet and carefree smile on his face, he was no longer the lifeless look of last night , Some power re-infused into his body, making him finally return to the human world as if from a drama.

"No, it goes both ways. He also pays for me that I shouldn't. Lester, I'm stupid and greedy. I always try to get something when I need it most. Those Things that block my eyes, my soul, and fill me with them. But they're actually worthless compared to Bell," Alex said. "I'm lucky he didn't completely Give me up, I'll at least have time to get him back. I don't want to act anymore, I don't want to dance anymore, that doesn't make any sense, all those obsessions and pursuits of freedom, fame and status, just because you haven't met the one you are enough Love someone who also loves you enough, or, like me, foolishly never found out it was there."

"And now? Where are you going?" Lester asked.

"I don't know. I'm not going to let Bale go through that dead end list, but it means we're going to be hunted for a long time, but that's okay, as long as we're together There's nothing that can separate us again," Alex said.

Bell came out with a plate, squeezed into Alex's swing chair, which made an unbearable noise, but neither of them paid much attention, and he handed Lester a cup of hot cocoa and a cocoa. Crepes: "Add more whipped cream and cheese."

"Your memory is quite good, Mr. Augustus." Lester said, took the steaming food, took a bite slowly, Alex picked up his share, took a bite carefully, Squinting his eyes, he said, "I haven't tasted this taste for a long time, since I started learning to dance, I can't believe I missed such a good taste for so many years."

"You can eat until you get tired of it." Bell said, he touched Alex's face, the young man rubbed against his rough palm, his eyes were very red, he sniffed and tried to hold back the rush To the tears in the eyes.

"...Never, never, Bell." He said softly, lowering his head and tearing at the food in hand fiercely in the posture of a starving ghost.

Bell stroked his hair and turned to Lester: "Anyway, I want to apologize for what happened last night."

"Carl has some opinions, but the compensation given by the theater appeases him." Lester said, his eyes flickering, "I think what I need more is a truth."

Bell nodded, took out the gun from his arms and pushed it in front of him, then said, "Alex wanted to kill himself. The sword was smeared with real poison, I recognized it, I gave him it before Little tricks for self-defense. It was an all-or-nothing decision, he thought if I wasn't there, he'd be dead for real, and if I was, I'd shoot."

Lester didn't know how to describe his mood. He opened his mouth, but couldn't find any suitable words, and finally lost his voice: "...This is really..."

"It's so stupid," said Alex, looking up at him with the determination in his eyes that he had never regretted the matter, "but I can't think of any other way. Even if I Literally lost his life because of that decision, and that's what I owe him."

Lester nodded slightly. He took out his wallet from his pocket, took out all the cash in it and handed it to them. He had already thought that the result would be like this. He almost took away most of the cash in the White Rhododendron Manor. About 3000 yuan, if you save it, it will be enough for them to live for a long time.

"I gave this store to you, and now I bought it again. If you are willing to come back one day, this store will still belong to you-give me 3000 yuan, and I will definitely sell it impatiently " Lester smiled, he was always good at these things, so that others could not refuse his kindness, Alex finally couldn't help crying, he buried himself in Bell's arms, shouting and screaming like a Boy, Bell hugged him, and finally said softly, "Thank you. I'll kill the man who bought Hockley's life for you."

"It seems that I still need to prepare a commission." Lester joked, and it took a while to straighten his face, "If you have any difficulties, write to me. In any case, I hope you can live, after all, my There aren't that many friends, and I'm in debt to you guys—you know what <Angel> means to me."

Lester sent them to the train station at one o'clock in the afternoon. Alex hugged him and refused to let go. The September sun was very warm, jumping on the young dancer's blonde hair, looking extremely tender. Thinking of the blond boy I saw dancing in front of the abandoned truck a few years ago, he was like a bird of paradise with thin feet, so beautiful, he may never dance again in his life, but Lester probably never will I will forget that scene.

That was the best Alex, that was his best stage.

They poked their heads out of the train and waved to him, hugging and laughing in the sun, they will go to a remote and remote place, maybe spend the rest of their lives there, but as long as they are healthy and alive, they can press Hold each other's hand tightly, and life will appear to have no difficulties.

The smile on Lester's face has never faded. He put his arms around his shoulders and stood in the bustling train station, but he felt that he had never missed Karl so much, and missed the only one he could go back to. Home.

……

Vincent and Rebecca grew up fast, and by the time they were a little over a year old they were walking well and saying basic words like 'dad', 'housekeeper' and 'grandpa', Lester said. He was delighted by this, and even specially wrote a letter to the old Hockley in Pennsylvania. Carl was indifferent to this, and he carried out the words he once said with practical actions.

Between him and them, there is a war.

March NO.19 is Leicester's birthday.

He didn't like the day very much, after all, he was not the one who was born with blessings and joy, which meant that he didn't have a birthday in the usual sense of receiving gifts and kisses from both parents.

But Carl was eager to try to surprise him, which sounded good, so when he was in a meeting at the company, he was distracted for almost the entire time-he was looking forward to this birthday more than he thought.

Jessica looked at him worriedly: "You don't look well, you should go back and have a good sleep."

"I'm just... a little too excited." Lester blinked, a rare embarrassment appeared on his face, Jessica quickly realized what he was talking about, laughed uncontrollably, and took the Li took out a beautifully packaged box and placed it in front of him.

"So, happy birthday, Lester." Jessica finished laughing, and kissed his forehead tenderly. She was the oldest of them, even older than Carl, because of some commonalities , she usually brings Lester a very familiar feeling, she has a bit of maternal taste, which makes the young man feel warm all over, "I have been holding back for a day, your attitude makes me feel that you are not good How do you like this day?"

"...I don't know...Jessica, I never thought I'd have a time to look forward to it, it's—incredible, yes, it's inconceivable," said Lester, who pushed back inexplicably and awkwardly. The box rolled around on the table several times, and the young man seemed to think it was a very interesting thing, and then his hand was slapped off mercilessly.

"Don't play with your presents, elementary school kids know this," Jessica said reproachfully, "I think I'll go and call Ash, he's been wrestling with giving you presents for a whole week, and now he's fine Order, even if the gift will be very late."

"He can send it together next year. I'm sure I like the feeling of receiving two copies at once." Lester smiled. "I'm leaving get off work, so bring those that need to be signed."

……

When Lester returned home, the White Rhododendron Manor was pitch black, with no lights everywhere, and it looked like a haunted house.

Lovejoy was waiting for him at the door, holding a kerosene lamp in his hand. There was a gray piece on the wall of the lamp. It was probably a second-hand product that was eliminated several years ago. I don’t know where to find it and reuse it again. The devoted old butler was clearly distraught for his master.

"May I ask, what kind of surprise is this?" After Lester almost tripped over the steps, he felt that he was about to lose interest, and the old butler helped him in time.

"...Actually, I don't know that well, Master Lester. But Master Carl has been preparing for several days, and he sometimes rehearses on the company's zenith. I have never seen such a Seriously, Master Carl, this reminds me of him when he was a child." Lovejoy narrated in a gentle voice, and they quickly walked to the door of the hall.

The old butler pushed open the door, Chocolate rushed out briskly with a rope in his mouth, the lights suddenly turned on, and countless colored strips and gold and silver foil paper fell from the ceiling, "Stupid dog! You ruined my big business! God! , how can I still have time--" Carl turned his head and shouted angrily, until he met Lester's eyes, he closed his mouth at once, stood helplessly under the light, his eyes avoided in a panic, like a messed up All the children who are waiting to be scolded.

"I saw it. It's beautiful. You must have been preparing for it for a long time." Lester said, smiling, stepped forward and hugged him. Carl hurriedly pushed him away, his face flushed. Lester had never seen him. It's too cute to be honest with him like this.

He took out a red box from his pocket, half-kneeled in front of him, and stammered: "...I wanted to give it to you directly, but, but Lovejoy said that there must be, there must be this ceremony. Lester, I love you, will you marry me? Even if I can't give you a decent wedding now, I can't give you more blessings, but—" Lester didn't know how much he had recited in private After repeating these few words, he said it very seriously, as if he was trying his best, "But I want to be with you, for the real life. No matter time, disease or poverty can separate us, even if the god of death is on the verge of dying , we will lie in the same grave hugging each other."

It was probably the first time in Lester's life that he could remember crying, the tears were dripping uncontrollably, many people came out of the house, Jessica, Christine, Victor, Claire, Mary, Haimer Madame, countless people, who filled the hall, clapped their hands enthusiastically for his acceptance of the proposal.

Lester didn't know what happiness looked like, but he looked at Carl, who was kneeling on the ground with a worried face, and felt unprecedentedly at ease. They would stay together forever, experience life, old age, sickness and death, until they could no longer open their eyes.

Lester knelt down, stretched out his hand, and watched him carefully put the ring on himself—the ring was very beautiful, made of platinum, with an interactive ring body, inlaid with three sapphires, the blue Extremely pure, like the sea water flowing under the ice, Carl said softly: "They come from the same gemstone as the heart of the ocean. I hope our love can be like that of the Strauss couple. No amount of sea water can Separate, they will bless us, won't they?"

"Never time, disease, or poverty can separate us. Even if the god of death comes to the bedside, we will embrace each other and lie in the same grave." The young man repeated these words in a low voice, taking the Putting another ring on Carl, he said, "Carl Hockley, will you marry me?"

"I do." Carl grinned, he was crazy with joy, the people around him started shouting for them to kiss, Lester couldn't help but grabbed his collar and kissed him roughly, they bit and licked each other Licking, there was a taste of blood in their lips, but they did not intend to let go of each other at all, even if life seemed long and boring, in fact it always seemed extremely short, and they refused to waste even a minute and a second.

Finally, Victor pushed Carl away, and they knelt on the ground for 10 minutes, kissing in a posture that wished they could get naked on the spot. , you still have to live forever!" He cursed in a low voice, his moss-green eyes were still slightly cold, he helped Lester whose feet were already numb, and warned, "You'd better not let I know that you have something to be sorry for him, even if you are a despicable villain, I will not be soft."

"You'd better be like this, be jealous forever, Strauss." Karl snorted coldly, and sat down at the long table with his arms around Lester. Mrs. Heimer and the others brought up the dinner they had already prepared. Unbelievably rich, with a three-tiered cake right in the middle - raspberry chocolate flavored, and by the end they were all having fun, with Rebecca and Vincent sitting on the table with their faces covered in whipped cream and giggling , the twins unexpectedly liked Victor, and also creamed his face out of friendship, Karl hid behind the sofa and was almost laughing like crazy.

Lester carried champagne and walked to the balcony. Compared with the 21st century, there were surprisingly many stars at this time, and the dark blue sky was dotted with stars. When Carl saw him, the young man turned his head with a smile, gray pupils The inside is like a whole river of stars, shining with astonishing light.

"You're drunk." Carl hugged him, rubbed his delicate and warm face, and whispered in his ear.

"No. I'm just happy." Lester's eyes were wide open, with a relaxed, happy smile on his lips. "Very, very happy, very happy, you know, Carl?"

"I know, no one knows this better than I do."

Carl pressed his forehead against him, and the hot air sprayed on his face. The young man backed away timidly, and said with bright eyes, "Now we only belong to each other, don't we?"

"Yes." Carl said without hesitation.

"I want to kiss you," Lester muttered. "I want to kiss every inch of your body, not to miss a single hair. I want to kiss your penis. I want you to be so hard that I can cum on me." Mouth. Want to fuck you, want to be stabbed by you, want to scream like a bitch..."

Carl swallowed hard, his scalp was numb, and he felt lust almost instantly, but he still wanted to listen, his boy was drunk, and he was saying things that he would never say normally.

"We'll be together for a long, long time, until Rebecca and Vincent have kids of their own, until we can't walk anymore. When we're old, we'll buy a small house in New Mexico and plant a lot of flowers and trees , there must be a glass zenith, a swimming pool, and two dogs or more. We can sit in a wheelchair with our dog lying on our feet, and I will complain to you that your cooking has been difficult for ten years eat, and you tell me you think the kids come too often—like they don't know you hate them." Lester said, and Carl, unconsciously imagining that scene, smiled as well. , that picture is so interesting, it is so vivid that it seems to have crossed the boundaries of time and space.

"I love you, Carl. I'll spend the rest of my life telling you this. I won't go back. Home is where you are." Lester put his hands on his shoulders and kissed him, wet The sound of water resounded between the lips and teeth, it was a lingering kiss to the extreme, full of sweetness and cherishment like love sublimated to the extreme and blooming with a "bang".

"You can't go back anywhere, you can only be by my side." Carl kissed him, arrogant and stern.

Lester closed his eyes slightly, he thought, he will never recall the past again, he has got all of life, this is what he finally got after spanning a full 100 years, at this moment, the stars are full In his soul, he felt a peace and contentment he had never felt before.