[Titanic + Comprehensive] Annie

This must be a nightmare!

Ask someone to wait outside the door for a while. As soon as the door closed, Rose lost all strength and sat on the ground feebly.

Looking up, this room is terribly crude compared to the Bookett mansion where she grew up!

A bed, a table, and a chair almost fill up the room. This home, or this room, has no living room at all. You can see the bed as soon as you enter the door, and all the furniture is clear at a glance, so Rose just had no way to ask someone to come in and wait for her.

Fortunately, the visitor was already mentally prepared for the environment here when he saw the address, so when Rose asked him to wait outside the door, he was not surprised at all-this place is quite a well-known slum area.

Limp on the ground in a daze for a few minutes, Rose shook her hands and stood up slowly while supporting the simple door panel behind her. There was still someone waiting for her outside the door, so she didn't have much time to be weak.

They dragged their bodies to the bed, because they didn’t have a wardrobe, so all their clothes were placed on the floor, and they were separated from the floor with a rough newspaper picked up from outside, and there were not many of them anyway. They are all very inferior, so don't feel bad.

With a quick glance, Rose pulled out a slightly thicker coat from it. This was her only coat, which was used to survive the cold winter. If it wasn't for the snowy weather, she and Jack would be reluctant to spend money on thicker coats. For coats, after all, the price of a thick coat is enough for them to live for several days.

Numbly, she put on her coat and turned off the unboiled water. Rose came to the door again, remembering the police detective who knocked on the door just now, and continued to build up her mind——Mr. It's Jack, and it's not confirmed yet, is it?Maybe they got the wrong person?

Rose gets up very early every day, so that she can go out early to see if there is any profitable work, and today is no exception. She boils a pot of water first when she wakes up in the morning. This is a heating method she discovered a few days ago. Drinking a cup of hot water beforehand can warm up your body and allow you to last longer in the cold wind outside.

Just as she was staring blankly at the kettle, there was a knock on the door.

"Mrs. Dawson? Hello, I'm the police detective in charge of this area. Someone found a drowned male body in the lake this morning. It was identified as Mr. Dawson. Could you please come with me to the police station a trip?"

When she opened the door and saw the police detective, Rose was surprised at first, and then had a bad feeling.

Jack didn't come home last night. This wasn't the first time, so she wasn't in a hurry, but they had never had a record of being visited by the police!

The police found the place where Jack was supposed to bet together, but they didn't expect the other party to bring bad news.

The script was originally cold because the clothes were not warm enough. Rose was used to it, but now it was like returning to the night when the Titanic sank and was soaked in sea water. The chill seemed to seep into her bone marrow.

Thin calluses had already grown, and the hands that were no longer as white as before clenched the doorknob. Rose felt that her voice was trembling: "Please wait here for a while, I will come with a coat."

It was still snowing outside, and she couldn't go out without a coat.

A group of people came to the mortuary in silence. Before entering, the police detective hesitated. Seeing that the other party was so young and female, he was afraid that he would be unprepared and be frightened by the corpse later. After all, he had been frozen all night. , not too pretty.

"Mrs. Dawson, you know, this frozen and soaked corpse... er... man... His appearance...maybe not the same as when he was alive." The police detective reminded the distraught young woman as tactfully as possible. A sight you might see later.

A little haggard, with dark circles under her eyes, and her complexion was not very good. At first, Rose didn't understand what the detective meant, but then she understood, her trembling body trembled even more, "I...I know."

Then she was led to take a look at the floating corpse that was reported this morning.

With just one glance, she knew it was Jack.

Although she didn't look carefully at the bloated and whitish male corpse, she was familiar with the clothes on the corpse. Jack only had two sets of winter clothes, and the one Jack wore before he left home.

Big drops of tears fell from her eyes. The forensic detectives were all familiar with this scene, but they still had sympathy for the family members who received the bad news. They sighed softly and went to buy He drank a cup of hot soup, stuffed it into Rose's hand, and brought him back to the police station. Now that the deceased was confirmed to be Jack Dawson, they needed Rose's cooperation to make a record that the deceased would die in the lake. Find out the ins and outs of the incident, and see if there is any possibility of homicide.

"Why did Mr. Dawson leave home last night?"

Hearing the detective's question, Rose squeezed the soup cup tightly.

She knew why Jack didn't come home all night. Jack had been addicted to gambling for a long time. Last night when he heard that someone had started a game, he hurried out and told her not to wait for the door.

The sunny boy who would share his drawing experience with her with a drawing book has changed.

After the sinking of the Titanic, she and Jack were found by rescue ships not long after soaking in the sea. Before returning to New York, she made up her mind to abandon the past. Anyway, all she had left was this suit and all her belongings. They were all left at the bottom of the sea because of the shipwreck, so let her past sink into the sea with her!

Instead of going back to the days when she was a caged bird in the hands of her mother, being visited by others and sold at a high price, she might as well follow Jack and experience the unfettered and free life with him. She also wants to taste cheap beer and bread made of coarse wheat. What kind of taste, she has never tried these things before, and she can only hear his description from Jack's mouth, which makes her yearn for it very much.

"Would you like to come with me, Rose? That would be great!"

Knowing the beautiful girl's decision, the sunny boy immediately cheered, but then he thought of Mrs. Bucket who had always disliked him, "Then your mother... is she with us too?"

Rose, who didn't expect the boy to ask such a question, froze for a moment, then shook her head solemnly: "Don't let her know, or I will be betrayed by her again."

Jack nodded knowingly, and in a blink of an eye, he planned his future life with Rose: "I can help others paint, and you can also find something to do during the day. If we are tired of staying in one place, we will stay in another place. We can eat Go to the special food in each town, see the beautiful scenery in each town, and meet some friends along the way, think about it, how happy such a day would be!"

Rose then imagined a life without her mother's discipline--no need to be forced to attend banquets, no need to force herself to face men she doesn't like because of the family, it's really--great!

As for the mother who also lost all her luggage, how will she live in the strange country she just arrived?

Mom always has ways, why should she worry about it?

The Bucketts' debts?

She will make money and pay it back!

When she and Jack settled down and made money, she sent the money home and asked her mother to use it to pay off the debt.

Although it may take a little longer, sooner or later, she will be able to pay off all the debts with her own ability!

Made up their minds, Rose and Jack evaded people they knew, and when the sailors on board came to register their names, they made up someone they didn't know and wrote it down, so that they wouldn't be afraid of Mrs. Bucket following the clues. I found it.

The two got off the boat sneakily and nervously, and after running for a long distance, they looked at each other and laughed: they finally escaped from Mrs. Bucket!

New York!we are coming!

Although she was almost found several times in the middle, relying on Jack's vigilance, Rose escaped Ruth's search without any risk.

It's so exciting!

This kind of life is exactly what she wants!

Compared to living like stagnant water with banquets and afternoon tea all day long, this kind of life full of uncertainty and tension is what she yearns for.

Although Rufu's haggard face and thick dark circles made Rose a little uneasy, but!As long as she sends the money home, mother will know that she is still alive, so she will not be so sad. At that time, she and Jack have already hid, and there is no fear that Rufu will find her back. Mother only needs to be sad for a short period of time. Time is fine.

Guilt towards her mother lingers for a moment, before Rose's energies are preoccupied with other things.

"Is this where we're going to live?"

Rose looked at the space of eight square meters. There was almost no furniture in it, except for a small gas stove, and there was only a small single bed. This room was not as big as her bathroom in Bucket's house!

This neighborhood also made Rose not so satisfied. Just walking along the road, there were a few people who looked like beggars sitting on the side of the road. The eyes of these people made Rose feel uneasy. She could feel that those people were staring at her and Jack. all the way.

"Don't look at those people, hold your head up, walk with me quickly, and don't look scared." Jack whispered in Rose's ear to teach her the rules of survival in the poor circle.

"The more normal you behave, the less likely these people will touch you." On the contrary, once you lose your timidity, no matter who you are, you will become a fat sheep in the eyes of these people. A member of the slums is safe-the invisible rule here is not to move one's own people.

Rose tried to keep her head up and her chest up, and she and Jack got off the road safely.

But the room in front of her made her hesitate.

"Jack, that bed can't sleep two people, right?"

She tactfully expressed her dissatisfaction with the blond boy, not mentioning the unsettling path outside, just saying that this room, Rose has never lived in such a cramped place.

Jack slammed the door shut. This broken wooden door only had a horn lock, so there was no need to put a chain on it. Of course, it would be easy for a thief to open it.

The young painter led the goddess of muse in his heart to the single bed, and immediately overwhelmed the girl on the bed, laughing and laughing: "Isn't the single bed just right? This way I can hug you tightly every day to sleep , in winter, it won’t be too cold if two people squeeze together, right?”

The young men and women were full of anger. In such an up and down posture, the bodies of the boy and the girl were tightly pressed against each other, their eyes met, and their lips slowly approached.

Soon, clothes were scattered all over the ground.

Rose had to admit that at this time, a single bed was really nothing, but because the two had to be close together so that they would not fall off the bed, Jack could penetrate deeper into her body~.

This is not the first time for the two to have sex, and certainly not the second time. Although they have had sex many times, the two of them survived catastrophe. Afterwards, they played peek-a-boo carefully, and now they are finally relaxing. Come down, the kind of adrenaline that is soaring due to nervousness has not completely faded away. Once in a relatively safe environment, young boys and girls can't wait to linger~ to death.

Both the White Star Company and the social assistance group provided compensation and assistance to the victims of the shipwreck. With those compensation and relief funds, Jack and Rose rented this small room, and they didn't have to worry about money for a while. , so the two had a good vent in the small room.

After two days of madness, the noble girl and the poor boy are ready to start serious life.

"I'm going out to help people paint. You can decide whether you want to rest at home or go out for a walk. Do what you want."

Although there is still money, Jack clearly understands that the money is probably only enough for them to live for one or two months.

In the past few days, Rose got her wish and tasted cheap beer and cheap black bread. She also followed Jack to the bar to imitate the women there, laughing loudly, twisting their bodies crazily with the music, and doing things that are considered vulgar by the upper class. Indecent behavior.

These days she is very happy, unprecedented happiness!

What she didn't dare to do or eat before, now she can do it and eat it.

But those things are fresh for one or two meals. In fact, the taste and nutrition are not enough, so every three or four days, they will improve the food a little bit. Anyway, they still have some money, and then they work. Will make money again.

After Jack went out, Rose thought about it, she should also find a job, the two of them work together, the family will get better and better, and if they make money, she can also send some to Rufu, she will Prove to mom that they can live well without marrying a rich man.

As soon as she thought of it, Rose tidied up her appearance and followed Jack to go out.

She has a beautiful appearance and a college degree.

Rose originally thought that finding a decent job shouldn't be too difficult.

But she forgot that she has no education certificate at all now, and all her certificates have been soaked in sea water. If she wants to re-apply, she has to come forward, and Rufu will probably know about it!

And all her jewelry and expensive clothes have sunk in the bottom of the sea. The clothes on her body were purchased together with Jack in an obscure second-hand store. In order to make the money in his hands last longer, Jack explained to her that they temporarily Just buy two or three clothes to replace.

"Rose, my goddess, winter will pass soon, and winter clothes are not easy to get dirty. We only need two warm clothes to replace."

She and Jack spent the afternoon in the store trying to pick out two good and cheap clothes among the old clothes.

People who go to second-hand stores to buy clothes are poor people with no money, and the shop assistants are used to these people spending time here picking and picking, but they don't drive them away.

The clothes Rose is wearing now can somewhat block the cold wind in the snowy winter, but the clothes look like old clothes that have been washed many times without a certificate. Such a person could afford college, and Rose herself didn't quite believe it.

Without a degree, Rose only has appearance. Fortunately, with her beautiful appearance, Rose got a job as a waiter in a high-end restaurant.

This restaurant is quite famous. In addition to the delicious food, the beautiful or handsome waiters and waiters are also a big selling point.

In addition to the basic salary and tips, these waiters can quickly get out of the poor class if they hook up with a customer who comes here to eat, so the turnover rate is quite high.

However, this is a formal restaurant after all, and the relationship between the waiters and the guests is completely based on your wishes, and the restaurant will not intervene.

Fortunately, all the people who come here to eat are people of high status. If someone is rejected, there will be no big trouble. If you don’t want to, there are many people who are willing. If the entanglement continues, some narrow-minded guests will at most use some small means to retaliate, and there will be no coercion. After all, these people keep their identities, and they will be quite shameless if they quarrel.

Rose didn't quite understand the unspoken rules of this restaurant at this time, but she was a little annoyed by the guests who wanted her contact information, or some hints to her.

Rose's beauty is also ranked high in this high-end restaurant, and because she is beautiful but can't get along with others, she always has a cold face to her colleagues, and she is not very popular in the restaurant. He took the initiative to bully her, but if something happened, no one would take the initiative to help or give advice.

"Rose, the guest at table three said he ordered black coffee without sugar, and you gave him the wrong one."

The price of the wrong item is to be absorbed by the waiters themselves, because they cannot take the item back and send it to another table. If the restaurant dares to do this, this restaurant will definitely be removed from the high society table.

Such a high-end restaurant, the price of meals is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary small restaurants, and if they deliver it twice, their basic salary for one month will be deducted.

The guest at the third table is the kind of customer who is rejected and narrow-minded. Basically, this kind of guest, let him vent a few times and it will pass. There are basically no secrets in the upper class. people.

But Rose is not one to swallow, she picked up the order list and rushed out to argue with the guests.

"Mr. Cruise, you just said clearly that you want to add sugar, look! It's clearly written on the list!" Rose still remembers that this person emphasized that his coffee needs to be added with sugar just half an hour ago. , I can't remember it wrong.

The customer called Cruise was a young man, he was quite handsome, he didn't even look at the order sheet that Rose slapped on the table, "That's why you wrote it wrong, I only drink black coffee, Also, what is your service attitude about this matter? I want to see your manager."

He is a regular here and anyone who has served the restaurant for a while knows his taste.

"You!" Rose was so angry that she didn't even bother to use her honorific title. Just as she was about to step forward and splash the coffee on the young man's head, the manager ran out from inside.

He pulled Rose back and apologized to Cruise: "Sir, I'm sorry, our waiter made a mistake in ordering the order, and we will serve you another coffee immediately. Sir, your meal today, We will waive the order for you as an apology for this mistake and the poor attitude of the service staff."

The manager is not afraid that there will be customers who will follow suit in this way. As I said before, people who can come here to eat have some money or background, and they don't want to cut their own face in order to avoid paying.

"En." Replied lightly, Cruise didn't look at Rose from the beginning to the end, as if the man who wanted to keep Rose was not him.

Rose was going crazy. Although the manager said it was free, she knew that the money for this table would definitely be deducted from her salary. Now it was not just for a cup of coffee, but the money for this table was enough for her to pay for two. month.

Obviously it wasn't her fault!

Dragged back to the office, Rose tried to defend herself.

"Manager, I really heard correctly, Cruise just now..."

"Rose Dawson!" The manager interrupted Rose's explanation, "The customer said he ordered black coffee, and it was black coffee. Also, who taught you to call people by their names?"

The manager took a deep breath, for the sake of her face and the newcomer, he would give her another chance.

"The purpose of our restaurant: customer first. The motto of our restaurant: customer first. The word of mouth of our restaurant: customer first. Customer first, customer first, customer first!!!" After a long series of words, the manager gasped, Then he said: "Customer first, understand?"

Seeing the stunned look of the glamorous beauty, the manager gave some advice before kicking her out of the office: "You are just here, if you can't make some friends and give you some survival rules for working here, use your more I don’t want to see this kind of thing a second time, if there are any more complaints from customers, you won’t use it.”

Just because he doesn't meddle in small matters among employees doesn't mean he doesn't know the fact that the new employee is not popular, but what does it matter to him?He just needs to ensure that the performance of the restaurant meets the requirements of the boss.

Those words just now were rare for him to say too much, and they were just to give some help to this innocent girl who knew at a glance that she had just left the protection of her family, but it was impossible for him to do anything more.

Rose was yelled at by the manager, and she was in a bad mood, and when she returned to the staff lounge, she felt that everyone was looking at her, someone was talking in a low voice, and she thought, that must be a joke to herself.

She is not very popular, Rose knows the reason, she even knows the reason: she is too pretty!

It's the same at school, so she doesn't bother talking to people who are jealous of her.

But such an environment really made her sad, so she took half a day off, wanting to leave this suffocating place and go home to adjust her mood.

Jack said that the tips given by the customers of this restaurant are very high, and sometimes they can be worth a month's salary in a day, and she will not resign easily!

Thinking of Jack, Rose stopped walking home. Now she and Jack can only see each other when they go home at night. Since they are on leave in the afternoon, why don't they buy a lunch and eat with Jack.

As for what happened in the restaurant, with Rose's pride, it was impossible for her to bring it up to Jack.

With the lunch in hand, Rose easily found Jack's seat - he is such a handsome and humorous young man, the guests who want to take a portrait will of course choose to take care of his business, after all, it is better to be in front of a handsome guy than in front of one. A paunchy, balding old man was a delight.

Now, Jack is taking a portrait of a beautiful lady. She is a lady who came to visit from other states. She wants to keep her figure and beautiful scenery as a souvenir, so she approached Jack.

Rose felt that her bad mood was getting worse. She didn't go over immediately, but stood in the distance, watching Jack talking and laughing with the young girl. When all the guests left, Jack also started to pack up the utensils and planned to have a meal. When I came back from lunch to continue working, I walked over with a sullen face and bag.

"Rose? Why are you free to come here?"

Jack was both surprised and delighted that Rose came to see him. This was the first time Rose came to see him, but... his goddess didn't seem to be in a good mood?

"Yeah, how could I act like a fool, buy you lunch and watch you chat and laugh with other women?"

The bad mood that had been brewing for a long time finally broke out. Rose threw her lunch at Jack, turned and ran.

The blond boy was a little confused.

This is not the first time he saw Rose lose her temper. She was angry many times on the Titanic, but it was not him, but her ex-fiancé, Mr. Cal Hockley, who faced the girl's anger for the first time. , the young painter was a little overwhelmed.

In a hurry to pack up his things, Jack hurried home all the way, and he was relieved to see his muse sitting peacefully on the only single bed at home.

Putting down the painting tools, he put the lunch box on the ground. There was no way, there was no table or chairs at home, and after cooking, he and Rose could only sit on the bed and eat next to each other.

He walked over and wanted to take the girl into his arms, but was avoided.

Jack helplessly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Rose, honey, you have to let me know what I did wrong and make you unhappy, so I won't do it again, right?"

Rose bit her lip, feeling that she was wronged. She kept herself clean, faced the temptation of being rich and handsome and money, she didn't give anyone a good face. Jack just helped someone draw a portrait of a few cents, but he still had an affair with him Talking and laughing, it is simply unreasonable!

This night was the most serious cold war between the two since they met. To be more precise, it was Rose's unilateral cold war with Jack. Until four or five days later, Jack didn't understand why Rose was angry.

But if there is one thing, there are two, and if there is two, there are three. I don’t understand it once, I don’t understand it the second time, and when it comes to the third time, Jack, like Annie, had a flash of inspiration when Rose lost his temper again, and he had a clue in his heart. a guess.

"Rose, are you mad at me for being with a woman?"

To be honest, Jack is also a little anxious about being hit by Rose with something every now and then, and if this guess comes true, he will be very embarrassed, because his main source of income is women, and few men are drawn on the street. He was not famous enough to be invited into the house by those gentlemen to paint for them, so if Rose was really jealous, he could only comfort her more.

Rose works in a high-end restaurant. Although her salary is much higher than his, Rose rarely gets the full salary.

In the first month, because Rose had never worked before, and she was not familiar with the work of serving people, her salary was always deducted due to mistakes. Therefore, at the end of the month, more than half of her salary was deducted.

In the second month, because of Mr. Cruise, his salary was almost deducted, leaving only tips.

It is now the third month.

They spend a lot on food, and the combined salary of the two can barely cover food and clothing, but it is impossible to save money, which makes Jack a little anxious, they can't have no emergency money, it's too dangerous.

If he is alone, he doesn't care whether the food is delicious or not, as long as it fills his stomach and is cheap.

But Rose was different.

Although Rose didn't complain, but Jack could tell from the fact that she ate less than one meal. This girl who grew up in fine clothes couldn't adapt to the rough food, and the girl who didn't complain made Jack feel distressed. , so they will take the initiative to eat slightly better food with Rose every now and then. The consequence of this is that their money is spent quickly and fiercely.

For this reason, Jack had to maximize his humorous and cheerful personality in order to attract more guests and repeat customers. At the same time, Rose became more and more angry.

Mr. Painter decided that today he must find out what the goddess of muse is angry with, and he must not have a cold war in a nonsensical manner, and reconcile in a nonsensical manner.

Rose was very surprised by Jack's question. Isn't it something every person with a partner should do to keep a distance from the opposite sex?you still need to ask?

The more I think about it, the more angry I get!

Rose was a little disappointed with Jack's stubbornness, but she really loved him, so compared to her ex-fiancé Carl, Rose was willing to say a few more words to Jack instead of refusing to speak and let Jack guess alone.

Rose yelled to the young artist who packed up his painting tools and chased home again: "Can't you be better off?" Or is every man like Hockley, who likes to mess around?

"Jie...keep clean?" Jack was a little dumbfounded, "I never betrayed our relationship!" Since he was with Rose, he has never had any relationship with other women, or, as long as he talks to young people of the opposite sex "Unclean"?

Regarding his guess, Jack felt a little bad.

For Rose, yelling that sentence has already exceeded her limit, and the next step is to see if Jack can restrain himself and keep a distance from other women, if not...

Rose was in a bad mood, so this night, Mr. Painter was once again in a cold war.

Lying back to back on the narrow single bed, the young artist who had been thinking about it all night sighed and said softly: "I will try to keep a distance from other women, but it is impossible not to talk to them."

Rose has only herself, and she is a man, so take a step back and speak!

Originally, because of Rose's temper a few times, he lost a lot of business. If he compromised, he could already foresee that the money he earned every day would be less and less. The current money is barely enough to support his life. What will he do in the future?

What?

No matter how anxious Jack was, he couldn't think of a good solution for a while. He could only go out earlier every day to see if he could meet more guests.

However, a small painting stall in a scenic area is not an easy-to-money job. Ordinary tourists who come here may not be willing to spend their travel time on painting. Moreover, Jack is not the only one who sets up a small painting stall in the local area, and he is also competitive. of.

Some people used to think that Jack was good-looking, funny, and his painting skills were not bad. Among several street painters, they preferred Jack. Just burying his head in painting without saying anything. As time goes by, his only advantage is gone. What's more, people spend money to buy souvenirs, not to see cold faces, so cold business can be done. foreseeable.

Today's life is even more sad than before, when one person is full and the whole family has no worries. The never-before-seen pressure makes Jack feel infinitely tired.

Now he is no longer in a hurry to rush home to accompany the goddess in his heart as soon as he closes the stall. On the contrary, he walks home more and more slowly - or, why don't you just go for a drink?

It's been a long time since I went to the bar by myself, so I went to relax today before going back.

After convincing himself, Jack turned his feet and walked towards a tavern that offered cheap rye beer. Although the taste of this wine was not very good, it was better than that of alcohol, and it was three cents cheaper than ordinary beer.

After ordering a glass of beer, Jack put one hand on the back of the cold wooden chair in the tavern to support his head, squinting his eyes and looking through the dim light at some people who came here to relax or have fun after work.

"Hey! Great artist!"

Just when Jack was emptying his head and felt that he was not thinking about anything, there was an extra person on the wooden chair next to him, and he obviously knew him.

He turned his head to identify it carefully before he laughed, "Oh, Big Sam."

Sam got his nickname because of his height of nearly two hundred centimeters and his muscles all over his body.

"Why haven't I seen you for so long? Have you been detained at home by your wife?"

The two clinked their wine glasses, each gulping down the inferior wheat wine.

Unexpectedly, the big Sam would mention Rose. Jack licked his lips. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that the beer he hadn't drunk for a long time tasted much bitterer than before.

He shook his head, "It's just a little busy recently."

Indeed, Rose didn't restrict his whereabouts, she just didn't like his contact with the opposite sex.

After not seeing each other for a while, the two began to chat about recent developments and gossip.

"...Sean, you know the drunken man, Sean? He has had a lot of luck recently!"

Sam smacked his lips. The unconscious man who was drunk three days a week was the talk of the town.

"What?" Jack peeled a peanut, threw it up, and asked lazily after catching it with his mouth.

"Hey! This lazy guy who drinks all the time and started looking for a job when he has no money has recently gotten a lot of money!"

"Could it be that a relative passed away and left him an inheritance?" Jack took another peanut and was about to play a game of tossing.

"No." Sam looked around, moved the chair to Jack's side, and leaned against him, then lowered his voice and said mysteriously next to Jack's ear: "It's a bet."

This time, he missed the pick, and the peanut rolled away into the distance. Seeing that he couldn't pick up the peanut even when he bent down, Jack gave up, picked up another one and peeled it off: "Bet?"

"That's right! It's just a gamble! Do you know how much money Sean won?" This time, Sam didn't pretend to be fooled. As soon as he asked the question, he gave the answer without waiting for Jack to guess: "Two hundred! I won a full two hundred dollars in one night!"

"Cough cough cough..." Jack choked on the peanut, "cough cough cough cough... two hundred... cough cough cough cough...?"

Sam gloated at Jack's coughing, which they'd been surprised to hear too.

On the way home, Jack squeezed the copper coins in his pocket, which was all the money he had earned today.

His luck has always been good.

He won the ticket to the Titanic and survived the terrible shipwreck. Not only that, but his lover is even a noble noble girl - almost everything he desires can be obtained!

Even the drunkard Sean can win two hundred dollars, what about him?

Two hundred dollars was enough for him and Rose to live well for several months.

However, I and Rose didn't have any money to spare, and I dared to bet wildly before because I was only hungry for a few meals after losing, and I could always find a way to get some food within a few meals, but what about Rose?Can she bear to be hungry?

"Are you back? Why is it so late today?"

Rose was sitting on the bed folding clothes when she heard the door open and looked up.

The girl's face was much thinner than when she first met her, and her figure was not so round. Jack knew that her hands were no longer tender because they washed clothes by themselves in the freezing cold water in winter.

"Go and sit with Victor."

Victor is the owner of the bar. Hearing what Jack said, Rose knew that he went to the bar to kill some time before he came back.

Rose nodded and asked again, "Did you eat?"

"have eaten."

Looking at the small room without tables and chairs, and the noble girl who was served by others since childhood, but now even folds her clothes by herself, Jack felt that the depression that had just dissipated a little in the tavern seemed to have returned.

Enduring and enduring, Jack stepped forward a few strides,