[Titanic] Rose is not shredded pork

Even if a person has an unshakable heart of stone, even if all his life experiences are insensitive and devoid of conscience, even if his emotions have been worn down into a cold and precise machine... Facing the scene at this moment, it is difficult No sighs.

The chief mate who committed suicide, the captain who kept his duty, the designer who repented and refused to leave, the old couple who hugged each other affectionately and died together, the loving mother who kissed the child lightly and whispered fairy tales, the performance of protecting human dignity until the last moment at the scene of the disaster Everyone, every calmness about death, every stubbornness about conscience, is frozen into a film-like picture in Rose's mind, just like the golden color of Jack's hair, which never fades.

The two trudged up the gradually sloping deck, as if climbing an increasingly steeper and steeper mountain.They were the first to react, leaving the main force behind.

The mighty crowd behind them is like a pilgrimage team.As if reaching the destination, you can be redeemed.But the holy place like Jerusalem is just a small space at the stern of the ship.

"We must stay on board as long as possible." Jack's brows were tightly frowned, and his expression was firm, even a bit desperate to kill anyone who stands in my way.

Below the deck, the sea water squeezed into the cabin from all directions, and the solid glass was like a layer of cellophane.The gloomy and pale sea shouted and broke through the doors and windows, and every time a door broke through, there was a loud cheer like a loud noise.The hall where people talk and laugh has become a Shura hell.

Jack and Rose got to the stern of the boat, which was almost empty.She climbed to the outskirts of the guardrail, tied herself and Jack loosely to the railing with a thin rope, and held a pocket knife in her left hand, ready to cut the rope before the boat sank.

"Isn't that where we met again, dear?" Jack rubbed her hair.

"It seems that the stern of the boat is a good place to cultivate feelings." Rose put her free right hand around Jack's waist.

"Even if I haven't seen you before, the glimpse that night was enough to make me fall in love with you at first sight." Jack said leisurely, "You are so beautiful, so strong, burning like a shooting star from outside..."

"I see you're getting better at sweet talk, Jack. Seems like the stern is still a good place for romance."

"Then let's talk about love."

"I love you, Jack."

"I love you too, Rose."

The bow kept sinking, while the stern rose slowly.The sea was pressing on every step, and the huge chimneys collapsed one after another, smashing the unfortunate people who had no time to escape into the water.

The panic-robbed passengers scrambled to jump down, splashing white foam like white lotuses blooming everywhere.

At this time, a deep voice made people calm down slowly.

"Though I have walked through the valley of death..." A priest wore a black robe with a collar tightly buttoned to his chin, and a tweed cap on his head. He walked solemnly and steadily, as if he was about to attend a grand mass.

"Holy Virgin Mary, please pray for us." The tilt of the hull forced him to stop, and the round wooden table became a support.His folded hands under the hem of his clothes were grabbed by many people.

The pastor raised his head high and chanted loudly: "At the moment of our death, Virgin Mary."

Many knelt beside him, clasped their hands, crossed their fingers, or made the sign of the sign of the cross over their chests.They wept and sobbed and prayed and hoped.Another hand was put into the priest's, and the priest took the trembling hand they had reached out hopelessly.

Faith that had been wiped out was revived in these frenzied hearts, and they prayed for the blessing of the gods like crazy.And the pastor in front of them is their savior.

"I see a new heaven and a new earth." The pastor's big hand with well-defined bones and bulging blood vessels calmly held the hands of believers.Kneeling at his feet looking up and praying, there are middle-aged people with beards, gray-haired old men wearing rimless glasses, and women wrapped in brown-gray headscarves... The expressions on people's faces are all fear and pious.

"The previous heaven and earth are gone." He closed the black-covered Bible with one hand, tucked his thumb in the pages of the book, and firmly held a slender wrist with the other.

"The sea also disappeared." He freed one hand and tightly held the round table behind him.The round table was fixed on the deck, and his silhouette was clearly reflected on the table.The priest's prayer, like a sharp sword of light splitting the darkness, cut through the beehive-like crowd.

"He lives with people."

Rose buried her head in Jack's chest.

"Men become his subjects."

Her hands gripped Jack's straps tightly.

"God will be with them and be their God."

Jack was literally with her.They are each other's last and most solid support.

"God will wipe away their tears." The pastor raised his head higher, trying to calm down the trembling and choking of his voice, "There will be no more death, no more crying and sorrow, and no more pain..."

There were terrified screams and dying cries everywhere... But at this moment, Rose could only hear Jack's heart beating like a drum.

Every window is struggling to let out light, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, flickering and flickering, like the last struggle of human nature.

The lights sprinkled on the sea, like countless golden candles dancing.

Finally—the last moment.

The deck turned into a huge slide. People slid towards the water in twos and threes, or even in groups. Some people were hit by rickety tables, chairs and cabinets.

The stern of the ship is raised high, like a blue whale with its tail raised and doing difficult movements.

Accompanied by a low and inaudible scream, the lights in the cabin, such as believers praying silently and old monks meditating, were instantly extinguished, and then turned on again in an instant, like a supernova explosion. One end of the room swept to the other.Shaking so much that wherever the line of sight is, there is only a lingering light of vision.The sharp and high-pitched cries were interspersed with raging waves of light, and the frantic light caused the light bulb to burst in an instant, and the whole ship flickered dazzlingly, and then fell into eternal darkness.

Only the starry sky above the head is still flickering in its own way, and the flickering is brighter.They do not hesitate to sprinkle the eternal light from the stars tens of thousands of light-years away to the restlessly undulating sea surface.

Starlight scattered on the deck, and the planks under the starlight were lifted and broken one by one.Cracks appeared in the hull, and from the cracks, pale electric light and blood-red fire light were revealed.

It was as if the devil of hell had opened his mouth, waiting to devour the sacrifice.

Like a seesaw, the stern of the ship fell back to a balanced state from a vertical position, and huge ice crystal-like white waves extended from the place where it touched the sea surface.A white mist seemed to rise from the sea.The people who jumped off before were smashed into the water by the stern of the ship that fell from the sky.

The middle of No. 4 chimney and No. 3 chimney was blasted. Between Chimney No. 2 and Chimney No. 3, there was also gradual disintegration and collapse.Occasionally, the hull of the ship lights up, which is the lightning and fire of internal equipment explosions.

Jack licked his dry lips.The two silently watched the sea rushing towards them.

People slip into the sea, roll into the sea, fall into the sea.Shrill cries for help echoed across the Atlantic Ocean.The sea water compresses the air in the cabin, and the compressed air ejects the sea water out.

"Quenching a red-hot iron bar in cold water has the same effect." Jack pouted, joking at the ferocious snow-white waves, trying to ease the tense and depressing atmosphere.

"I'm not scared at all, Jack, I just feel cold, so stop telling bad jokes." Rose saw his idea and smiled knowingly, "With you by my side, what else is there?" So scared?"

The two were lying on the railing, hanging in the air, stretching their limbs, and clinging to the railing tightly, while hugging their ears and temples more closely.

No one can fight against fate, and every turbulent and foaming wave carries the authority of fate.

The huge white waves swallowed the hull, cruelly broke and shattered everything within reach, tore apart countless families, and countless dreams.It also gave the growing pride of people a blow.

The bow is fully upright.

"Take a deep breath and cut the rope! Try to float up, don't be pulled down by the whirlpool! Most importantly, don't let go of my hand!"

The turbulent and ferocious sea is close at hand, rushing towards us.

"Breathe in!" Rose raised the knife, grabbed Jack tightly, and closed her eyes.

Finally, the sea was completely quiet.Like a man in grief who receives the deadliest final blow, the grief is at its extreme and calm.

It was as if everything had disappeared.

A few undulating and jumping white waves are like a fountain in a garden pool.There is no sign that the boundless sea has just swallowed the most luxurious dream of the industrial age, and just swallowed fifteen hundred lives that were alive and kicking a few hours ago, whether happy or sad.

The night and the sea came over at the same time, and their hands broke free in the icy sea.

The sound of heaven and earth cracking continued, one after another, the whole world trembled, and her lungs were filled with sea water.Rose struggled desperately to keep herself afloat.Just then, almost inconceivably, the starry sky overhead was seen again.

"Rose! Rose!" Jack shouted anxiously not far away.He got a quick response.

Her short, lustrous, curly hair fell loosely over her face, making it difficult to see her face clearly.But Jack immediately recognized the masked water-stained, tear-stained face, and the flaming green eyes.

They swam with difficulty, threw themselves into each other's arms, and hugged each other tightly, as if they would never let go.

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☆, Destined plank