[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

"Carl, you're just as stubborn as your mother. Well, maybe I don't have ten years to live, but we can bet you'll forget about this relationship in less than ten years and start chasing other attractive men and women again. "Mr. Henry sighed, he finally understood that his current request was meaningless, Carl would not care about these things, all he could count on was time to wear off his son's relationship.

"Okay, father, but I can also bet you that you will fall in love with Jack before I pay you back the money I owe you." Carl gulped down the food on the plate, and Mr. Henry was completely With a choked expression, he hurriedly finished his dinner.

Carl still didn't forget to remind his father at this time: "Trust my father, you will like Jack when you travel."

Looking at Mr. Henry's figure that could almost be described as "running away", Karl felt his appetite whetted.If his father hadn't been so active, he and Jack could have had some more quality time together, and now they have to part early - Carl has never had a dream, and Jack will be content to stay at home and be his "man behind the scenes" , but Karl wants them to spend an infinite amount of time together.

At night, Mr. Henry waved away all the maids and asked them to leave space for him to sit alone in the living room.Karl, who put on his coat again, wanted to sneak back to his private house to be with Jack, but unexpectedly saw Mr. Henry caressing a photo album with a nostalgic expression on his face. The light around him cast a hazy yellow on Mr. Henry's face, and there were traces of time on the old man's cheeks. A bird's eye view.

It wasn't until this time that Karl suddenly understood why his attitude towards Mr. Henry was always overly natural. Mr. Henry was very similar to his own father. That kind of arrogant and weak patriarch.Mr. Henry's expression at this time was very similar to Carl's own father who was holding a diary and smirking when he was about to pass away. Carl's eyes suddenly felt a little sour. He would never see his father again, and the aging man in front of him was already His other father.

"Father, what are you doing? Why don't you go to bed earlier." Carl said as he walked up to Mr. Henry. He looked down at the photo album in the old man's hand, with a slightly stiff expression on his face—some yellowish black and white photos The woman has the same eyes as this body.

"Carl, sit down, I know you want to run out to find your little lover, but let's accompany your old father tonight. How many years can I live? I'm almost 70 years old." Mr. Henry said at this time The shrewdness, arrogance and rudeness of the day have faded away, and he looks like an old man leaning on the sofa holding a photo album in his hands, and his seemingly powerful palms are covered with wrinkles.

"Look at how happy your mother was when she hugged you and smiled when you were just born. Tong En has always been an arrogant woman. She always showed a standard smile like a queen, and never refused to destroy her upbringing." ——Only when I face you can I see her smile without any scruples." Mr. Henry said and patted Carl's shoulder as if nostalgic, "You bad boy, you ruined my view of the ice beauty when you appeared. obsession."

"Look, this is when you just got your teeth. I knew from a young age that you would be a worry-free child. You even used your father's finger as a molar stick. Do you know that the finger you are biting signs every day? How much is the business worth? This is the first time I have saliva on my hands." Mr. Henry hammered Carl's shoulder again as he spoke, and he cherished the photos stuck in the album, his eyes full of nostalgia.

Karl was also moved by the warmth at the moment, but at the same time, his reason reminded Karl that this should be a conspiracy by Mr. Henry-the old man must have done something.Karl laughed quietly, and deliberately showed a slightly obscene expression: "Hasn't your mother's saliva been on your palm before?"

"Oh, my God, Carl, what did you say!" Mr. Henry had an expression on the verge of fainting. Outside the door, he suddenly heard the sound of a car engine approaching from a distance. It slowly turned in the direction of the garage of Hawley's old house, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Seeing Carl listening intently to the sound of the engine, Mr. Henry snorted coldly: "Carl, I showed you the photo album just to tell you that you are my weakness. As a father, I have always been soft-hearted to you and compromised for you. Mr. Dawson Now is your weakness, and if someone catches you and uses it, what can you do to protect him?"

"Father, Jack will not be my weakness in the future. He is only 23 years old. When he turns 30, he will be famous all over the world."

"Are you sure that he is world-renowned, instead of being hit by the world to return to your house, eat the food you provided, and consume your money? Well, let's wait and see." Mr. Henry snorted again, he didn't wait for Jack to appear He left first, and he didn't forget to take the photo album with him before leaving.

Standing in the living room, Carl felt that Mr. Henry was hard-spoken and soft-hearted. If it wasn't for the fear that his son would be worried about the safety of his little lover, there would be no need to send Jack to the old house in the middle of the night—the old house is not something ordinary people can live in.Mr. Henry has never brought his mistress into this house for the night, and the original Karl has never done such a thing. Up to now, there is only one woman who lives in this old house, Tong En Hawley. Her identity is It's Mrs Hawley.

As long as Jack can step into Hawley's old house, he may be regarded by Mr. Henry as... daughter-in-law or son-in-law...

Carl hadn't considered bringing Jack to Holly's old house before he became famous. It has nothing to do with whether he is in love or not. No mature man would think it is decent to accept humiliation with a lover who will definitely not be accepted by his parents. things.Karl would rather wait for a long time, and then bring Jack to Mr. Henry after he let Mr. Henry put down his prejudices—the initial expectation can determine the success rate of the "blind date".

Jack's smiling face appeared in front of Carl, and he stepped forward to hug Carl's body: "Carl, is this your natal family?"

Carl immediately put aside his pondering expression, he could only laugh out loud after hearing Jack's words, he deliberately put his chin on Jack's shoulder and said in a voice that was a bit disgustingly sweet for a man: "Darling Jack, are you here to take me home?"

"Uh huh!" The voice that wanted to maintain its arrogance but seemed distraught could only belong to Mr. Henry in Hawley's house. His face could not be said to be white or red, and his outstretched hands seemed to want to separate Carl and Jack's embracing bodies. , obviously, he intends to save his son from fire and water.

Jack let go of Carl's body with a smile, and they stood side by side, their palms and index fingers intertwined.Carl solemnly introduced the two people around him on this untimely night: "Jack, this is my father, Pittsburgh steel tycoon-Henry Hawley. Many local oil fields and coal mines are also his property."

After Carl introduced his father, he exchanged sweet eyes full of trust and love with Jack. He shook Jack's hand firmly and said, "Father, this is Jack Dawson, my partner."

Jack readily stretched out his hand and waited for Mr. Henry's approval, but Mr. Henry squinted his eyes and looked straight at Jack's eyes. Everyone present knew that Mr. Henry hoped that Jack would be defeated at this moment.For Mr. Henry, Jack is a poor boy from the lower class. He seduces his proud son, and he also fascinates Carl. The most unbearable thing is that his son seems to be the one below .Regardless of whether Mr. Henry's feelings for Jack were disgust, anger, or contempt, they could never be kind, but in the end, under Jack's always bright smile, he reluctantly stretched out his right hand to hold Jack together.

Even if it was only for a second, Carl felt relieved.Mr. Henry's eyes turned to Carl, and he let out a "hum" from his nasal cavity in dissatisfaction, then turned and left.Both Carl and Jack could clearly hear Mr. Henry's complaint - "Stupid boy, do you think his father, who has noble royal blood, would be rude to a commoner? This is the etiquette in his father's blood of honor!"

"Father!" Carl's voice stopped Mr. Henry's leaving back, and Mr. Henry turned around with a proud face and raised his chin to look at Carl.

"What else is there, Carl?" Mr. Henry's cadenced London accent was full of arrogance, and Carl bowed to him with a smile.

"Thank you for your generosity." Carl readjusted his stance after speaking. He looked arrogant and arrogant. Carl emphasized: "Father, thank you for being able to respect my partner in the end."

Mr. Henry left the living room with a stern face. He just walked up and stopped immediately. The old man looked at Lai Fujie, who was not much younger than himself, and said, "Spicer, take Mr. Dawson to the last one on the left on the second floor." A guest room, I have ordered the maid to tidy up the room for him."

Mr. Lai Fujie, the housekeeper, was unmoved. He stood quietly behind Karl, waiting for the real master's order.Mr. Henry didn't understand Lai Fujie's posture. He shook his head and left the living room with a sigh.Carl turned his head and looked at his old housekeeper. He could fully imagine the sadness in Lai Fujie's heart now - the old Hawley house was the workplace he had fought for all his life. No one, not even a man named "Hawley", Nothing can surpass Lai Fujie's love for this family.

"Sir, then I will take Master Jack's luggage and go to your bedroom." Lai Fujie bowed respectfully and left, Jack scratched his cheek and watched with great interest the relationship between the two masters of the Hawley family and a housekeeper. Interaction, after Lai Fujie disappeared on the stairs, Jack finally couldn't help asking him curious questions.

"Carl, isn't Lai Fujie his name? So it turned out to be his surname, so why do you keep calling him by his surname?"

Carl took Jack to his room step by step, with a bright smile on his face: "I never knew Lai Fujie's real surname, didn't you realize that it actually means 'love work'? I used to call Lai Fujie ' Spicer', but he doesn't like me calling him that, so I've been calling him 'Lifger'."

"Didn't you ask Lai Fujie?" Jack didn't believe that Carl was a well-behaved boy when he was a child, and he would definitely try his best to find the answer to what he wanted to know.

"When I was 15 years old, I tried it once when I was mischievous, but I was beaten badly. Haven't you tried Lai Fujie's kung fu? When he punched in the stomach, the feeling just made me think My stomach hurts even after drinking water." Carl said exaggeratedly hugging his stomach and shaking from side to side.

Jack shook his head amusedly, he obviously didn't believe Carl's words were true.With a smirk, Carl approached Jack's ear and sucked his earlobe, then lowered his voice and said, "Honey, the coat you 'borrowed' Mr. Lairson was returned by Lai Fujie without anyone noticing it, don't look down on it My butler, he's a talent. I dare say if Lai Forger is around to protect me, even if the whole New York police force comes to arrest me, they will not succeed."

"Sir, thank you for always giving me such high curiosity and confidence. Lai Fujie will continue to serve the Hawley family until I can no longer fight." The old butler appeared behind Jack and Carl strangely, and he said coldly The voice baffled Carl, a man with an infinitely thick skin.

"Thank you, Lai Fujie, good night." Only enthusiastic young people are the most suitable to deal with the situation in front of them. Jack made the awkward atmosphere disappear just now with a casual sentence. He walked into the bedroom with a silent smile and hugged Carl's shoulders. Karl had to feel that his boy had been overwhelmed by his thoughts lately.

After closing the door, Carl immediately pressed Jack against the door panel and kissed passionately, and the enthusiasm Jack gave him was even stronger. When they separated, Jack said out of breath: "Carl, just now, I was completely fascinated by you."

"Didn't it happen before?" Jack's honesty was really shocking, and Karl asked unwillingly.

Jack used his honesty to comfort Carl in turn: "But you are very charming when you are against Mr. Henry. You used to be like a god standing on a high platform arrogantly observing the struggle of all beings, but just now you are a warrior who overcomes thorns and thorns. .The most charming part of men is always 'force'."

Karl accepted Jack's compliment, and he unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his strong chest: "So, prince protected by me, please let me continue to serve you today."

"... Well, I don't think there's any need for that. Isn't there a funeral to attend the day after tomorrow?" Jack's eyes swayed from side to side, and Karl couldn't help guessing that his boy was looking for a reason to take a rest tonight.

Carl immediately decided to let his boy go, but... Carl hugged Jack's body around the waist, threw him onto the bed and pressed him hard, and after a red mark appeared on Jack's neck, he finally let go of Jack The suppressed body: "Honey, next time you feel tired, you can just say so."

"...Don't you think it's a bit late to say this now?" Jack pushed Carl up, and the physical reaction made him feel tired now.

"We can be gentle today." Carl promised, kissing Jack lightly on the lips.

Tonight, the insomniacs changed from Lai Fujie to Lai Fujie and Mr. Henry...