[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

a month?Jack felt happy bubbles rising in his heart. He hugged Carl's neck and bit his earlobe and asked intermittently: "One, one whole month? Will you spend Christmas here?"

Carl pushed Jack hard, and gave the answer amidst his screams: "Yes, my father took Lai Fujie back to Ireland to visit relatives and friends. It's good. I belong to you, dear husband."

"...I, um~ prepared Christmas gifts..." Jack gasped in a low voice while shrinking his body.

"Jack, you've learned badly." After saying that, Carl groped for something in the palm of his waist, stuck it with a little force, and rubbed it up and down.

An hour later, even Carl, who was still physically strong, walked out of the bathroom a little weakly, and Jack didn't even have the strength to open his mouth—the consequences of indulgence were very serious.Carl put on his bathrobe and walked barefoot to the kitchen to get a jug of milk to replenish his strength. Gavin was standing by the window of the living room.

Seeing that Carl's hair was still dripping, Gavin was stunned for a moment, and he immediately lowered his head: "Sir, what do you need, let me prepare it?"

"... A jug of milk, thank you." Cal didn't know what Gavin was thinking, and he wasn't interested in knowing, so even though the yearning emotion on Gavin's face was not well concealed, Cal didn't ask aloud.

Gavin quickly prepared a jug of milk and a large cup of chocolate: "Sir, what you need, I heard from Mr. Bowen that Master Jack likes hot chocolate very much."

"Thank you." Carl was about to turn around and leave after finishing speaking, Gavin suddenly grabbed Carl's arm with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Sir, can I, can I go home? I haven't seen my mother for more than half a year, and she is the only one left at home. You can let Mr. Bowen watch me." Gavin said as if he was about to Crying, Carl paused, then continued back into the room.

"Mr. Guggenheim has helped Linda bring your mother to the United States. If you want to live a peaceful life from now on, you can go to your sister and don't need to go back to Holly's house. This way everyone can live with peace of mind." After Carl finished speaking and closed the door, Jack was lying on the bed listening to the movement in the living room with a playful face.

This is not a good thing about small houses. Whoever says a word can be heard clearly by all the residents in the house.Carl wanted to explain something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He put the hot chocolate in a mug and handed it to Jack. Watching Jack drink it contentedly, he also picked up a glass of milk and drank it slowly.

"What did you do to Gavin?" Calmly followed by Jack's question, Carl moved his lips and smiled awkwardly.

"But it didn't make it to the end, right?" Jack's question made the expression on Carl's face even more embarrassing.

"Gavin felt that you were a little different from him, so he dared to ask; if you made it to the end, he would not ask this question at all now." Jack sighed as he said, and he patted the position on the side of the bed Ask Karl to sit over, then lie on top of him and try to make your tone more angry: "My dear wife, you actually planned to cheat."

"It's just a plan, it's just a plan." Carl calmed down and tried to cover up his bad deeds. Seeing Jack's playful eyes, Carl became embarrassed again.

"I gave up when I thought of you." Carl repeated. He picked up the water cup, rinsed his mouth and lay back on the bed: "I am a man with bad marks and bad behavior, and there are even fewer things to take care of when you are not around me. Find someone similar The substitute is a very good choice, especially if it is a substitute that was forced to send over, I don’t even have to feel guilty about him. But I can’t reach the last step at all, and I have no interest at all, so I can only go back and flush the cold water by myself. Clean yourself clean and continue to endure."

"So, you have been guarding me like a jade?"

"Yeah, dear husband, are you going to punish me? I'm happy to show that I've never messed up." Carl said and pressed back on Jack, and they kissed each other softly and softly, then laughed speak up.

"Let's rest." Jack pushed Carl away from his body, nestled into his arms and closed his eyes.

Just like Karl's instability, he also had this kind of confusion. The feeling of distant instability is always not as charming as the temptation in front of him.The tough line of emotion finally tightens each other slowly, allowing them to return to each other and re-evaluate their hearts. There is no right or wrong, just the return of the soul.

Carl seemed to be addicted to playing Jack's housekeeper. Early the next morning, he took the initiative to sit in the cab with a lunch basket and Jack's painting utensils - the car was a new product Carl shipped from the United States.No one in the Berlin University of the Arts knows that the mysterious American "Jack Dawson" is a rich young man who left after class with a butler. Some people even speculate that he was born to a wealthy American businessman and a romantic German countess child.

"Master, please get in the car. I will serve you today." Carl thoughtfully opened the door for Jack, not the back seat but the co-pilot position.

"This is the new car you developed? She's beautiful."

"she?"

"The rose-colored body, a very charming color." Jack's evaluation made Carl laugh out loud.

"I asked them to develop the paint according to your lip color. The car I put in Tennessee has a cream-colored shell, which is the same as your skin. It looks smooth and delicate." Carl said and stole it on Jack's face. With a light kiss, Jack's face turned completely red because of Carl's bold words.

Soon, Carl couldn't laugh anymore. He found that Jack was unexpectedly popular in school, and even he himself was...attracted...Carl was puzzled, but on the surface he always maintained the gentle and restrained manner of a housekeeper. With a smile, he followed Jack with a wrong half step.

"Ah, it's really him! God!" A young man who was about the same age as Jack rushed to them and looked at Carl carefully, then sighed, which made Carl even more confused. He finally turned his head and looked at Jack inquiringly. Jack's face was flushed, and he didn't seem to know how to explain to Carl.

"...Jack, why did you bring your final homework?"

"Final, homework, huh?" The smile on the corner of Carl's mouth rose five degrees, forming a dangerous arc. Jack quickly turned around and looked at the middle-aged man who came over to explain.

"Teacher, I have already said that I just painted in a staggered manner, and my homework is not that one."

"Jack, but this painting is better, isn't it? Just exhibit this, and there is nothing shameful. You have integrated the classical style very well." Mr. Nolde said unmoved, and he got up With a completely serious German look, Jack chose to speak after his lips squirmed for a long time.

"Teacher, that's a gift I'm going to give someone, and I'm going to give it out before Christmas."

Mr. Nolde patted Jack on the shoulder in understanding: "Jack, don't worry, our semester will end in a few days, and there is still more than half a month before Christmas, which is enough for you to retrieve your paintings and send them out. What's more Isn’t the person receiving the gift right by your side? Take him to the exhibition hall to enjoy, your classmates also have many excellent works.”

After Mr. Nolde finished speaking, he pointed in the direction and left. Jack turned his head and looked at Carl in embarrassment and explained: "I wrapped up the finished homework and the Christmas gift I gave you, and it turned out that Mr. Bowen Got the order wrong, took the painting I gave you to school for an exhibition, and then..."

"You should take out better works as final assignments, Jack, it will be better for your future development." Carl said this very sincerely. He never thought it was romantic to dedicate the best works to his lover Things, that will only affect the future development of an artist.

"...No, that, uh, is not suitable for exhibition..." Jack explained awkwardly, and they had already arrived at the exhibition area.

The students present all focused their attention on Karl. A life-scale bust hung in the most prominent position, a picture of a naked man.Carl looked at the gorgeous background and himself dripping with water as if he was about to walk out of the painting, and suddenly covered his mouth and laughed. Is this the curse of the Titanic?The person Jack falls in love with is doomed to exhibit nude paintings?In the movie, it seems that the role of Miss Rose was staged in the exhibition hall of Berlin University of the Arts 100 years in advance.

"Fortunately, you drew a bust." Carl comforted Jack, who was already squatting on the ground in shame, covering his blushing face and refusing to move.

Carl's consolation was useless. The so-called "bust" stopped at a very dangerous position. The last line disappeared and the brown hair on the lower abdomen could be vaguely seen. The line of Carl's entire upper body was covered by Jack A gesture of confusion and fascination is depicted with brushstrokes in a classical style.As long as there is nothing wrong with the eyes of the person looking at the painting, they can guess what they saw under what circumstances.

In addition to being curious, the eyes focused on Carl now became more ambiguous, and the voice of "Master and the housekeeper~" was veiled from the crowd.The only good news is that the voice of hostility is not obvious.Far away in a foreign country, Karl doesn't care much about what people know-Germany and the United States are separated by the Atlantic Ocean.

"Christmas gift is very good. After seeing this painting, I am sure you will never cheat in Germany." Carl bent down and pulled Jack up from the ground. The red tide on Jack's face had almost subsided, and he scratched himself The short hair looked apologetically at Carl.

"I never thought that this relationship would be exposed, and it would affect your voice."

Carl stretched out his hand to show his ring and said: "Father is almost desperate. If you can become famous before returning home, I think we can promote some movements in Tennessee—such as abolishing all kinds of discrimination and establishing an ideal country. some type of."

Carl smiled treacherously when he said this. The first thing that was pushed out was definitely not the legalization of same-sex marriage... As for who wants to quickly gain status for themselves, then they will work hard for it.Those who fight first are less able to enjoy the fruits of victory. Everyone understands this truth, but not everyone can calmly restrain themselves-it is this psychology that Karl wants to use.

"That daylight is the work that I decided to sell, and you will always be not for sale." Jack said and laughed, and Carl looked at the "sold" label on the frame, and the smile on his face was faster Cheerful.

"Jack, you are very nice, how about a few nights to celebrate?"

"Celebration? No, no need, just go about your normal life. I don't feel much about selling paintings. I used to make a living from this..." Jack scratched his blond hair as he spoke. He looked at Carl and asked To: "Should I be happier?"

"It's very rare to be able to look at achievement in peace, Jack, I really think you are very admirable. The more you see your career as a pleasure, the less you will move forward between success and failure Uncertain." Carl took Jack's palm and added: "Although, you don't plan to celebrate, but you said that you will support your family, and I want you to treat me today."

"...Honey, there's no problem." Jack choked on Carl's oblique request, and he quickly raised his chest and raised his head to agree to the request. The feeling of being relied on...is so good!

Jack is about to turn 24, and he's experiencing the pride of being a man for the first time, and it's amazing!There is nothing to do at the end of the semester, and one morning is enough for Jack to take Carl around his campus.In the whole afternoon that followed, Jack spent the thousands of marks in his pocket without any hesitation, just like Carl once picked clothes for him, and bought all the things he thought Carl could use.

Carl was never short of things that Jack bought, and he had even more expensive ones himself, but he smiled as he watched Jack clean his first pot of gold for him.At dinner, the two enjoyed a big meal in the restaurant together - Carl paid for it, and Jack was clean again.

The drunken Jack, who was being controlled by Karl, leaned on him with his eyes half-opened, and said stumblingly, "Why do I feel so bad about the only time you made a request, and it hasn't been fulfilled in the end? Did I pay for the dinner?"

"Of course, Jack, you still have... eleven marks left, which is just enough to spend." Carl comforted Jack and pushed him into the trunk. Jack hugged Carl's neck and kissed it hard.

"Jack, don't be like this, can we kiss again when we go home?" Carl stroked Jack's hair to comfort him, Jack shook his head in a daze and refused to let go.

"Let go, you're going to run again, you disappear every time you close your eyes. Bastard, run away when you're full, and dare to show off with a young and beautiful boy, I will definitely tie you up at home and let you Honestly." Jack was obviously drunk, he eagerly grabbed Carl's clothes, and bit down on his neck.

Some pain, but more numbness... Carl knew he had a reaction, but on the street with people coming and going... The car shock was not a good decision.Carl tore off Jack who was holding him tightly, and quickly fled back to the driver's seat to drive the car at the fastest speed.

What they need now is still the most vulgar bed!