The Lost Mermaid [Zhongyingmei]

Carl really couldn't understand why Doris would be so worried.He stepped on the deck of the Titanic, stomped his feet lightly, and the touch of his feet felt like he was on the ground; he kicked the ground heavily with his leather shoes, still without the echo of the inferior thin iron.

The Titanic is obviously extremely strong!

But the anxiety on Doris's face is not fake, Carl has never seen her like this.In his eyes, Doris has always been a bright spring, which instantly penetrates the gloom and shines into the bottom of his heart.

But at this time, her blue eyes were filled with mist, like the surface of the sea filled with mist, mysterious and fuzzy.

No matter how Doris presented her reasons and conjectures, she couldn't convince Karl, and her heart became a deadlock.He firmly believed that there would be no problems with the Titanic, but after Doris repeated it again and again, he felt strange and even a little angry.

"Doris, whose rumors did you listen to? Why do you doubt the safety of the Titanic so much? Yes, the emergency stop test just now must have scared you, but I said, I will protect you! Even if, even if something happens to the Titanic, you are a first-class guest and I... the most important person to me, you will be fine."

Karl held Doris in his arms and comforted her.

Doris listened to his words, was moved by his words, and felt powerless—why is it so difficult to persuade him?

"Honey, you're a mermaid, and I'm a mermaid offspring. We'll all be fine—"

"No! Carl!" Doris grabbed his white shirt and looked up into his eyes, "I know I'll be fine, but you—if the Titanic is really sinking, how can you get out ? You are a shareholder of the White Star Company, and your steel factory is responsible for the steel of the Titanic. Even if we all survived safely, you will definitely be required to be responsible for it!"

Carl frowned and gently stroked her curly hair: "What you said is not unreasonable. But even so, I really can't believe that such a thing will happen to the 'Unsinkable Titanic'!"

"Carl..."

"Doris!" Carl suddenly changed the subject and showed a happy smile, "Are you worried about me? Doris, all your anxiety and fear are because you are worried about me, right? I'm so glad you didn't put I acted like an insignificant stranger, you said you liked me, but because my father was full of doubts about me. So now? You are worrying about me, does this mean that you will not reject me In love?"

Doris pushed him away with a headache.

Carl staggered and sat back on the lifeboat seat.

"I..." Doris didn't say what he expected to hear under Carl's expectant gaze, "I had a nightmare, Carl. It was a prophetic dream."

"what?"

"I saw corpses all around me, we were all floating on the sea, and the icy water swallowed everyone up. Carl! The silence like a cemetery made me terrified!" Doris said incoherently.

Carl opened his eyes wide, held the armrests of Doris' wheelchair with both hands, and said in a firm yet gentle tone, "Doris, that's just a dream, how can a dream be taken seriously? My dear, you just think too much." He stood up, walked behind the wheelchair and pushed her back.

"You really need a cup of hot cocoa! Be obedient and don't think so much."

Doris closed her eyes and took a deep breath.She really didn't know how to persuade her, no matter how many times she repeated, Karl insisted that the sinking of the Titanic was absolutely impossible.

Carl coaxed her as if he thought she was a naughty child.

Doris was helpless.

Back in the lounge, most of the food and beverages on the table have been removed, leaving only some red and yellow wine.

The crowd sat together in small groups, the men were smoking cigarettes, talking about business or new courtesans in the social field, their eyes half-closed, unable to see clearly.

The wives also spontaneously formed small groups according to their identities.Mrs. Bucket and the rest of the Viscountess sat around with their young children, and while drinking tea, they intentionally or unintentionally introduced the topic to the young people.

As soon as Doris entered the door of the lounge, she steered the wheelchair to the piano by herself. She was angry with Carl, and she didn't want everyone to point fingers at her because of her close distance with him.

She didn't care about other people's eyes in the past, but now, she held her breath and insisted on letting Karl know her anger.

1900 was sitting on a stool and playing an impromptu piece with his eyes closed. Doris watched his fingers flying on the black and white keys, and her hands were itchy.

The water-like music gradually leaked from the fingers, becoming softer and softer, like a giant ship running smoothly on a calm sea, and the jumping high notes are like dolphins playing in the sea, entangled and chased.

1900 sensed Doris approaching, moved to the right, and made room for her.

Doris put her hands on the keyboard, and in line with the cheerful main theme of 1900, she added a bass-like chord.

Her fingers were slender, but the notes at her fingertips were extraordinarily deep and powerful.If 1900's piano sound seems to be floating on the boundless sea, her piano sound is like the quiet, deep and mysterious echo in the deep sea.

At first, the music of 1900 was the main theme, but gradually, Doris became the main theme.The light and bright colors that flowed from the piano gradually changed to dark blue and black.The notes slammed down by the fingertips are like thunder on a stormy night.

The people in the lounge gradually stopped what they were doing and the relaxed conversation, and turned their eyes to the siblings at the piano.

Their music is like an invisible hand, holding people's hearts tightly, almost out of breath.

The heroic notes came overwhelmingly, and the sharp treble of 1900 was like a sharp knife, piercing the heart and lungs mercilessly.

Carl leaned against the wall, looking at Doris' back, lost in thought.

He fumbled around his chest, trying to pull out a cigar, but found nothing.

'Ah, the cigars are at Joey Love's. Carl remembered that he was splashed with wine earlier, he casually took off his coat and threw it to Joey Love, and even changed his previous shirt.

His addiction to cigarettes came up, and his fingers were grinding unconsciously.

"Sir? Mr. Hockley!" He was woken up by someone shouting beside him.Chouylov came back with the captain and others at some point, and handed him a cigar.

Carl put the cigar between his lips, turned slightly, and Joey Love respectfully lit the cigarette for him.

Captain Smith and his lieutenants did not interrupt the playing of the Boardman brothers and sisters rashly. They stood quietly and admired silently.

The Titanic was running smoothly, as if it was on the ground, without any shaking or bumping.Anyone would have thought they were still on land if they hadn't seen the waves rolling behind them in the sun and the breeze.

The sound of the piano became more and more passionate, and as the last sharp note of 1900 came to an abrupt end, all the gentlemen and ladies in the audience gave the same applause involuntarily.

The applause could not stop for a long time, and Mr. Strauss was the first to walk to the siblings, laughing loudly and praising them.Even if not everyone has artistic talent, the music of Doris and 1900 can easily make everyone's blood boil, and their emotions are firmly grasped by the melody.

The piano and the Bodman brothers and sisters were gathered in the middle.

Carl didn't step forward to be the first person to offer his salute, and he wasn't in a hurry to squeeze into the crowd to compete with others.

Before he thought about Doris's conversation with him, the music just now clearly showed Doris' uneasy fluctuations in her heart. Why is she so excited?so scared?

Carl couldn't believe that Doris, who had once created a bloody scene, would be so weak, and would be so weak about a nightmare.

Unless, she was sure, it was indeed a prophetic dream?

Thinking of this, Carl's face gradually became serious.

"Miss Boardman, you don't worry too much. The number of lifeboats on the Titanic is completely in line with the standard! Besides, you shouldn't doubt Captain Smith's skills! His Majesty the King once awarded him the British Conquest Medal, how do you Can you question such a 'Safe Captain'?"

Mr. Andrews refuted Doris' speculation about the safety factor of the Titanic. He was a little angry: "The Titanic is also the most satisfying work in my life. Your unreasonable doubts are really unacceptable!"

Doris shook her head, and argued rationally: "Mr. Andrews, of course I am not questioning your design and Captain Smith's technology! But, there is always a contingency—"

"What if?" Mrs. Bucket interrupted her with a sneer. She fanned the delicate feather fan, covering the lower half of her face, but the meanness still shot out from her indifferent eyes, "Titanic There is no chance, Miss Boardman. How can you, a girl, have such a terrible idea? How can you be suspicious of the gentlemen's efforts and dictate?"

Without looking at her, Doris went on to Captain Smith: "Mr. Captain, you have a lot of experience at sea, and I believe that no one knows the horrors of the sea better than you. Please try to think, if--I mean If the Titanic hits another cruise ship or an iceberg, how do you save all the lives on board?"

Captain Smith didn't say a word. He looked calm. The wind and frost had carved marks on his forehead and the corners of his eyes. He was smoking a cigarette and seemed to be seriously considering everyone's opinions.

Mrs. Bucket continued to speak, her daughter took her arm, and Ruth looked at Doris.She nodded slightly at her and said: "Mom, what Doris said is not unreasonable, and I agree with her point of view. I believe she is not questioning Captain Smith's reliable technology, but—"

"So, she is questioning the output quality of Hockley Iron and Steel Works?" Mrs. Bucket interrupted her daughter with a cold snort, and she gave Ruth a squinting and reproachful look.

It's not that Mrs. Bucket doesn't understand what Doris means, but this woman—or even just a girl!She easily snatched the attention of the "son-in-law" she had expected in advance, she was simply a goblin!

How could Ruth's dignity for the rest of her life be taken away by such a little girl!

Mrs. Bucket deliberately misinterpreted Doris's words, and every word between her red lips was full of malice: "Miss Boardman, we all have full trust in the captain, crew and Hockley Iron and Steel Plant, The gentlemen did their best to keep us safe."

"And you." Mrs. Bucket's voice turned around, "are you cursing the Titanic?"

Doris blushed with anger at her mean and malicious injustice. She was about to refute when she heard Karl's familiar lazy voice:

"Curse? Mrs. Bucket, your accusation is too... mean for Miss Doris!"

Mrs. Bucket's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that Hockley dared to use such blunt words to describe her!She was Ruth's mother!

Carl stood in front of Doris, didn't look at her, but blocked her behind.

"I agree with Miss Doris's point of view. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Mr. Captain, you don't have to worry. Mr. Ismay, let me explain."

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