titanic heart painting

The sun is gradually moving westward.

Rose stayed under the warm blanket, and unconsciously fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up again, the sun had dispelled the dark clouds in the sky and cast a golden light on the beach.

"Baby, you're awake." Carl's chest vibrated when he spoke, making Rose's cheeks itch. He stroked Rose's smooth and delicate bare back and asked, "What place is this? How come we are here? "

"Don't move." Rose pulled Carl's handcuffs away, then threw off the quilt and ran towards the dried clothes, "We should be on a deserted island now, probably because The sea washed over."

Karl's face sank after hearing this, he lifted the quilt, and just wanted to get up, but he felt dizzy for a while.

"Don't get up in a hurry. You have a bad cold and have a high fever. Lie back." Rose forcefully pushed Carl back into the quilt, and said in a slightly teasing tone, "Look at your muscular body. Look, I didn't expect it to be so empty, I caught a cold after soaking in sea water."

"Did you help me take off my clothes?" Carl didn't respond to Rose's teasing, but asked in an affirmative tone. Although he was dizzy and uncomfortable now, seeing Rose looking like a healthy baby, Even turning his head to tease him, he felt that his heart seemed not so heavy.

"Why? I'm not trying to take advantage of you. Seeing that you have a fever and are wearing wet clothes, I kindly help you take them off." Rose said loudly with her face flushed, "And it's you who keep calling cold, cold, cold Yes, I'm just reluctant to help you warm up."

"Hmm, then should I thank you baby for your great kindness? If it weren't for you, I would freeze to death if I didn't burn into a fool." The little fiancée who cared but blushed.

"Of course." Rose nodded and said with great peace of mind, then she picked up the empty kettle and said to Carl, "We don't have enough water, I'll find some, and you just lie down You are not allowed to move here, do you know?"

"Do you know where there is water?" Carl raised his eyebrows.

"Aren't you looking for it because you don't know? Well, well, I've also participated in camping." Rose pretended to be calm and said, actually looking at the primeval forest that was still dark under the sun and seemed to be eating people, she I was still a little scared.

Rose took a deep breath, picked up a branch as a crutch to open the way, and plunged into the primeval forest with ancient trees and sky. She also knew that it was very dangerous to break into a strange forest under such circumstances, but if she didn't Go find a source of water, maybe tonight, they will have no water to drink.

Rose stepped on the thick fallen leaves on the ground, and carefully recalled the method of finding water in the wild in the field survival program. When she first watched it, she never thought that it would be useful one day. It is to pick up wind and see the scenery, and also choose scenic spots that have been developed by tourism, or small towns with many homestays.

"Where the trees grow densely, there should be groundwater, but I have to dig the groundwater myself. I don't know how long it will take, and I may not be able to dig it..." Rose walked and said to herself, the primeval forest was too quiet, Walking in it, if you keep silent, you will always have a feeling of being submerged, "It is said that there will be water sources in places where small animals and insects often appear, but it seems that there is no teaching on TV how to see where small animals and insects appear? Is it through footprints? By the way, can you see footprints on fallen leaves?"

Not long after Rose left, she felt a little thirsty. She swallowed, looked at the half pot of water left in the kettle, and couldn't help but take a big gulp.

After walking for about half an hour, Rose seemed to see a reflective pool in front of her from a distance. She ran over excitedly. Who knew, what caught her eyes was a pool of stagnant water, with rotten leaves floating in the green water. Rose picked up some of the corpses and animals with a branch, and saw that the water in the pool was as sticky as batter standing on the branches.

Rose pursed her mouth and felt a little discouraged. Drinking the water here will not quench her thirst, but the possibility of being poisoned to death is higher.

Rose continued to move forward, and the water in the kettle had already been drunk. The more Rose didn't want to care about it, the more parched her mouth was, and her lips seemed to be chapped.

Thinking about it, I really didn’t know how to cherish it before. There were water dispensers and water purifiers at home, and you could drink clean water at your fingertips. You could eat with your hands through your clothes and open your mouth. What you drank were top-quality mineral water and wine. I miss her all her life. He didn't do anything bad either, who knew that not only did he cross over to a sinkable ship, but he was also washed up on this deserted island when he was about to be rescued.

Could it be that he did a lot of evil in his previous life?

Rose distracted herself thoughtlessly, as if that way she wouldn't feel the thirst in her mouth.

Suddenly, there was a fluttering sound of bird wings, and Rose hurriedly caught the sound, and saw a creature that looked like a chicken walking back and forth on the grass in front of her.

Is it a pheasant?

Rose swallowed. She hadn't eaten since she was in distress. Now her stomach was empty and she was so hungry. Looking at the pheasant with gray feathers, she already thought of turkey dinner and old turkey soup.

At this time, Rose had forgotten that her original intention was to find a water source. She tiptoed towards the pheasant, and then threw herself on the pheasant. The pheasant reacted quickly and ran out of Rose's encirclement , and didn't run far, walking leisurely, looking at Rose who fell to the ground, there seemed to be contempt in her eyes.

This made Rose angry, she let go of her hands and feet, and fought with the arrogant pheasant for three hundred rounds.

"Hey, little thing, you can't escape from my palm." Rose proudly said, in the end, it was the wisdom of human beings that defeated the wisdom of pheasants. In the end, she couldn't find the rope, so she untied the hairband on her head and tied the pheasant firmly.

After being thirsty and hungry for a long time, and having a life-and-death struggle with pheasants, Rose remembered that she hadn't found the water source yet, and her throat was so thirsty that it was about to smoke.

Rose had no choice but to continue walking. Fortunately, after walking for a long time, she heard the sound of running water.

Walking along the sound of the water, I saw a small stream in front of me. The stream had a small drop, and the stream beat the stones, making a nice sound.

Rose happily rushed over, took a drink of the clear stream water, then filled the kettle and carried it behind her back. Although the kettle was heavy and was about to bend her waist, but thinking of the clean water inside, Rose couldn't stop being happy.

It seems that she still has a talent for survival in the wild. Not only did she solve the problem of drinking water, but she also caught a chicken, which can be used as an extra meal.

Rose, who had a fruitful harvest, walked back happily. The way back seemed to be much shorter than when she came here. After a while, she saw the exit of the virgin forest and the beach not far away.

It sweetened her heart to think that Karl would praise her skills if he saw that she had not only found the water, but brought back a chicken.

When she returned to the bonfire, Rose saw that Carl was already fully dressed and placed leaves and wooden sticks on the beach, as if he was going to paint on the ground.

"Carl, I'm back!" Rose happily waved her free hand to Carl, and Carl raised his head to respond to Rose with a smile on his face.

All of a sudden, Carl's smile froze suddenly, his eyes widened, and he stared straight at Rose's shoulder, showing a trace of panic on his usual calm expression.

"Don't move, baby, don't move!" Carl yelled to stop Rose, then quickly took out the gun in his pocket, unfastened the safety and pointed it at Rose as quickly as possible.

"Bang!" The hot bullet grazed the delicate skin of Rose's neck, leaving traces of blood. At the same time, it viciously picked up the uninvited guest on Rose's shoulder, and embedded it in a big tree behind Rose.

Rose stared blankly at Carl, and before she could react from the shock of being targeted by Carl, Carl rushed over and rubbed her into her arms.

Carl hugged Rose tremblingly, God knows how he was able to keep calm and took out the pistol, aiming at the ferocious poisonous spider on Rose's neck without missing the shot, God knows his heart almost stopped beating for a moment, Thinking that he would never see this hateful woman who occupied his whole heart again.

He has never realized so clearly like at this moment that the little woman in front of him is not just a woman he has chosen for himself who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, nor is it just his possessive desire to cause trouble, insisting on wanting to A woman like no other conquers...

He really fell in love with her.

Before that, he never thought that he would fall in love with a woman one day, a marriage where his parents respect each other as a guest, a mother who is strong and domineering in front of her deep background, a marriage where interests are exchanged between nobles, and a mistress relationship that has long been the norm in high society... He chose Rose because he just wanted to get rid of these things and find a clean, independent woman who could rely on him, and at the same time pass on the family for himself.

He knows that this is not love. Children from hypocritical aristocratic families know how to love. If you talk about love with him, you have to let him see what love is. He just chose Rose, so he has to be responsible to her , and treat her as if he fell in love with her.

But now, he is very sure that he loves her. He doesn't know when he changed from the role of a conscientious fiance to a real lover, probably after boarding the Titanic, he began to really feel her. This is a little confused, a little big, but she has always been straightforward, sincere, ignorant of pretentiousness and hypocrisy, and is different from the little woman who is calm and rational in nature.

He was gradually attracted to her, from a little curious discovery to a little liking, from a little liking to a lot of liking, from a lot of liking, and finally became a very love, a love so much that he couldn't extricate himself .

He really doesn't know what love is, but if this kind of feeling can't be called love, what else can be called love?

"Hey, please explain to me clearly why you have nothing to do and aim at me with a gun. Don't think that you can forgive me just by hugging me. Hey, don't just tremble and keep silent, talk." Rose's face was full of dissatisfaction She patted Karl on the back, wanting to relax the man's hand that was too tight and made her almost out of breath.

Carl listened to Rose's complaints with a dark face, woman, your name is to destroy the atmosphere, he just woke up to his feelings, should she go off the line like this, Carl said in a gloomy tone, "You There's a spider on its neck."

"Oh, that's it, thank you." Rose giggled, then patted Carl on the shoulder, and the two brothers said kindly, "I'm fine, stop shaking."

"Can you have the reaction of a normal woman?" Carl said through gritted teeth, enduring his desire to strangle the little woman in front of him who didn't realize how dangerous the situation just now was. (A fan: It’s such a long sentence, are you out of breath?

"My reaction is not normal?" Rose asked back, then tilted her head and thought for a while, "Ah, I'm so scared! There are spiders... Thank you for saving me, woo woo, thank you so much... Do you mean this reaction?"

"Forget it." Carl rubbed Rose's head, sighed, "These reactions are not suitable for you, I'm more used to you now."

"Hehe." Rose smirked and rubbed her small head against Carl's big palm, then picked up the long-forgotten pheasant in her hand, "By the way, look, I caught a chicken, let's cook it as a roast chicken Right... my saliva is about to flow out."

The author has something to say: Uh, I wonder if there will be some bloodshed?Alas, what, in short, a friend in need is a friend, you have to wake up.