Cannon Fodder's Struggle History

The night will pass, and the sun will always rise.After experiencing the nightmare of the shipwreck, the sun jumped out of the sea, bringing dazzling light, which made the people of the California feel how warm it is to bask in the sun.

Because of the sinking of the Titanic, almost all the rescued people were penniless. At this time, identity, status and communication became the most useful means.

Because of the list of survivors, the crew carefully identified the passengers in the upper class, second class and third class, and placed them in the corresponding rooms.

The room Karl was in was the upper class cabin, which was not as luxurious as the Titanic, but much better than the third class cabin.And because of his request, Fabrizio shared a room with him, and it was easy, even a wheelchair was found, which could push Fabrizio to the deck.

"Carl, I remember my back was injured, and my legs can walk." Fabrizio looked at Carl holding a thick blanket on the wheelchair, and patted it carefully. It felt soft and he was satisfied. look up.

"Big boy, a patient should act like a patient, for example, be obedient and take a good rest instead of showing off." Carl smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his words were brisk, obviously in a good mood.

Well, since Fabrizio woke up, he has been in a good mood.

Spicer stood aside respectfully, and he suddenly discovered that as long as Mr. Fabrizio was involved, the little master would do it himself.Wash his face, brush his teeth, comb his hair, wipe his body, and change his clothes yourself!Oh God, at this rate, his housekeeper will lose his job!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but make a decision. He must take care of the little master more meticulously and thoughtfully. Well, for example, go to the restaurant to serve two breakfasts first.Mr. Fabrizio was injured and couldn't move freely, presumably the little master would not be happy to go to the restaurant.

Spicer, who had made up his mind, gave Carl, who was buttoning Mr. Fabrizio carefully, a gloomy look, and turned to go out, the target, the restaurant.

"Uh, Carl, I think Spicer seems to be in a bad mood." Mr. Butler has always been meticulous and rigid. Suddenly, Fabrizio was very troubled by my sad expression, which was too inconsistent. Can't help but ask Carl.

Karl buttoned him up, smoothed his collar carefully, and combed his thick black hair with a comb. The soft and smooth hair was neatly combed and tied into a bunch behind his head with a headband.

"Spicer is probably very disappointed, because he thinks he has no job to do." Carl shrugged, his mother specially prepared the housekeeper for him, and the two of them spent even longer time together than the old Mr. Hockley. A close relationship like family.

He was very relieved of Hockley. As for Hockley's appearance just now, he probably felt that his job was robbed because he was busy with Fabrizio.

Loyal Mr. Housekeeper, he has received a lot of help in life and business.

Fabrizio blushed, for some reason, he felt a little shy, his long eyelashes fluttered up and down, but he didn't dare to look at Carl.

Damn, what's there to be shy about him!All old men!

Carl looked at his big boy fascinated, thinking of the feeling when his palm touched the big boy's naked body, the delicate skin was soft, smooth and elastic, more attractive than the most expensive silk.After thinking about it, Karl couldn't help but slipped his Adam's apple, and slowly lowered his head with longing in his heart...

"By the way, Carl, where is the Heart of the Ocean?" Fabrizio suddenly remembered the big diamond on his neck, and asked with some anxiety, did he lose that diamond?If this is the case, chopping yourself up and buying it is not enough to pay.

Karl didn't know what Fabrizio was thinking, if he knew, he would cheer and happily ask Fabrizio to compensate him for himself.

His face froze, and he straightened up as if nothing had happened. Carl tried his best to put away the longing in his heart: "That thing is too heavy, so let Spicer put it away, and when you recover from your injury, I can play with it for you."

"What am I doing playing Heart of the Ocean?" Fabrizio was a little speechless, watching Carl's movements, and consciously opened his arms.

Because of such an action, Carl's eyes were tinged with tenderness and pampering. He carefully avoided the wound, hugged him gently, and carefully put him on the wheelchair.

The big boy's unabashed actions show that he is trusting and relying on himself. This is the result Karl wants. He believes that in the near future, he will be able to obtain the sincerity of the big boy, and then cherish it for the rest of his life.

"Little master, Mr. Fabrizio, breakfast is ready." Spicer came in with the breakfast, and especially thoughtfully prepared soft oatmeal and almond milk for Fabrizio.

Fabrizio was wearing a snow-white shirt, and Carl specially undid a button for him, making the delicate collarbone looming, revealing a somewhat sexy taste.The hair was tied up meticulously, revealing a smooth and full forehead, as if there was a faint smile on the carefully sculpted face of God. This kind of smile is even more intoxicating than the breeze blowing on the face in spring.

Spicer withdrew his eyes, well, at least this time the little master's eyes are better than last time.By the way, he almost forgot to tell the little master: "Little master, I have already sent a telegram to the old master, telling him that you are safe."

"Spicer, you are always so trustworthy." Carl smiled slightly. When he was rescued, Fabrizio was in danger. He really didn't think of it and sent a telegram to his father.

"About the marriage contract with Miss Rose Bucket, do you want to tell the old master?" Without Carl's order, Spicer would not easily decide on this matter.

"Send a telegram to my father and give him a brief explanation to prepare him mentally. I will explain it to him in New York." Karl nodded. Cancellation of the engagement ceremony is another troublesome matter.

After the two had breakfast, Carl found a blanket and covered Fabrizio's lap, and pushed the wheelchair slowly towards the deck, where many people had already gathered.

"Carl, how many people survived?" Fabrizio glanced roughly, and there were a few familiar people among them. At this time, most of the passengers were wearing clothes prepared on the California. From the outside, it is not clear who is in the upper class or the third class.

"More than two thousand and 100, my dear, more than 100 were killed." Carl pursed his lips, as long as he was close, he would become the victim.

Compared with the more than 500 people who died in the movie, Fabrizio felt relieved. The most heart-wrenching part of the movie is actually the corpses floating in the cold sea after the sinking of the Titanic. Turn this sea area into a cemetery.

The sun on the deck was not strong, and there was a very comfortable feeling in the sun, and Fabrizio was almost drowsy.

"Carl Hockley, where's my daughter? She's your fiancée!" Mrs. Bucket suddenly rushed out, grabbing Carl tightly. A ermine shawl was draped over it.

The shawl must have belonged to Mrs. Molly Brown, for Mrs. Bucket had once laughed at Molly's lack of taste.

And, what did this woman mean by her last sentence?Does she still want to force that woman to him?Innocent!ridiculous!

"Ms. Bucket, please let go. If you want to find Miss Bucket, I suggest you go to the third-class cabin to look for it. You will be very pleasantly surprised." Carl frowned patiently, worried about Fabrizio. .

"How could Rose be in the third class again? You lead a poor boy to live in the upper class, but let your fiancée live in the third class! Carl, do you think I will believe you when you say that?" Mrs. Bucket said loudly Accusing Carl of being ruthless, she searched the entire upper class but could not find Rose, who thought her daughter had died.

What would she do without Rose?She doesn't want to be a female worker at all, and she doesn't want to live that kind of hard life. Now, she needs to make a good plan for herself. At least, she has to ask Karl to pay a sum of money.No one knew about Carl and Rose's dissolution of engagement, not to mention the fact that the invitation had already been sent out.

What she didn't know was that Rose was indeed still alive, and in order to avoid her, she didn't live in the upper class, but lived in the third class with Jack under the name of Rose Dawson.

The people around discovered their dispute and looked over with curious eyes. Karl almost laughed angrily. He shook off Mrs. Bukett's hand without any gentlemanly demeanor: "This gentleman is my savior, I What's wrong with treating him well? Mrs. Bucket, you seem to have forgotten that your daughter and I have broken off our engagement. Also, your daughter hangs out with a poor boy who has only known him for four days. Your reputation will be damaged. Oh, look, there is your daughter."

Carl smiled with good intentions, the sarcasm and sarcasm in his eyes were clear, and he pointed to the bow of the ship.

There is a pair of lovers standing on the bow, as to why they are lovers.The girl stood in front, the sea breeze blew her hair, and a boy behind her put his arms around her waist, the two of them pressed tightly together, stretched their arms, and the romantic hymn of love was played between the two. flows between.

"My God!" Mrs. Bucket almost fainted. Her lips were trembling, her cheeks and body were trembling nervously, her complexion had a terrible grayish-white color, and her voice had changed, as if she was about to faint.

The two people immersed in love also found Mrs. Bucket, and immediately walked over hand in hand.

Karl didn't want these people to disturb his solitude with Fabrizio, and let them settle their affairs by themselves.So I pushed the wheelchair and turned to the other direction. The scenery there was very good, with seagulls flying by, leaving traces in the sky.

Another day, the California will dock at the port of New York. He has to think about how to tell his father about himself, especially the big boy, which is very important.

He needs better surroundings, better care, and of course, him, Carl!