The Lost Mermaid [Zhongyingmei]

"It seems that God has arranged for us to be together." Carl took the ticket from Doris.

Doris was full of joy, and now she would rather believe in this non-existent god.

Carl led Doris quickly through the decks one after another under the guidance of the waiter, and came to the B floor.

This is the strongest part of the whole ship, besides the 97 first-class cabins, there is also an a la carte restaurant and a Parisian café, which is absolutely essential for the picky upper class.

Doris listened to the waiter's introduction of the facilities on Floor B with great interest, and she had already planned her whereabouts for the next few days.

The floor of the aisle is covered with luxurious velvet carpet, and the wheelchair rolls on the carpet almost without making any sound.Carl's stiff leather shoes stepped on the soft carpet, and most of the sound was absorbed.

"This aisle is a bit narrow." Carl's tone was not lacking in disgust.

"Sir, it is because your room has a private corridor that is more than ten meters long, so the public corridor is not so wide." The waiter is good at dealing with these picky guests, "You can take a walk in the private corridor to breathe, as far as I know, It's full of flowers and potted plants, and you and your... Mrs., will love the environment."

"I'm not..." Doris' cheeks flushed red.

"Then I'm relieved." Carl raised his eyebrows, took out a ten-dollar pen and paper from his pocket, and patted it on his shoulder, "Go, order three desserts and coffee, and send it to B -53."

He pushed Doris' wheelchair, took the key handed over by the waiter after opening the door, and added after turning around: "The cost of the meal is charged to my account, and this is your tip."

The waiter immediately beamed with joy, thanked him a lot, and quickly ran towards the Paris Cafe in the middle and back section of the B floor.

Doris made up her mind to ask 1900 to tell the waiter clearly not to charge their fees to Karl's account.

She hadn't forgotten that Carl had almost no cash—even Doris felt that he was exaggerating, but she didn't want to depend on Carl for everything, so that she couldn't do without him at all.

But she didn't directly reject Karl's kindness, and she didn't want to see Karl's disappointed expression.

Walking into this gorgeous suite, Doris looked around.

The main entrance is a small living room, decorated in an elegant British style.There is a delicate and small fireplace in front of the sofa, which is not lit at this time.But judging from the neatly stacked charcoal next to it, it can be seen that this is not just a decorative item.It was extremely cold on the sea at night, and the ladies in only delicate dresses urgently needed fireplaces to keep warm.

The door on the left is now open, and when passing by, one can see the resplendent bathtub and the mirror on half of the wall inside. The gold-inlaid carvings exude a luxurious radiance under the warm yellow light.

There is a small door next to the washroom. Entering it is a room where the personal servants take a nap. The decoration inside is simple but exquisite.

Facing the small door was another door. Karl pushed the door open, and the owner's room was inside.

The scarlet velvet quilt, still smelling of sunbathing, was neatly spread across the four-poster bed.The curtains of the same color were well hung on the wall pillars, the golden tassels hung down, and the sunlight passed through the gaps, making it extraordinarily dazzling.

To the right is a large window and a door, which Karl opens.

The salty and cool sea breeze rushed in instantly.

"Ah! This is the private corridor!"

After hearing what he said, Doris manipulated the wheelchair curiously and came to the door.

Carl walked into the private hallway and nodded with satisfaction.

On the outside of the corridor are neat, clean and large windows, the length of more than ten meters is enough for the distinguished guests in the corridor to enjoy the magnificence and beauty of the ocean.

There are many potted plants placed under the window, layered on top of each other and placed at different heights.This private corridor is almost a small greenhouse.It can be seen that these flowers have been carefully pruned by professional gardeners, and they are extraordinarily bright under the sunshine in early spring.

The waves outside the window undulate in the sea breeze, shining with dazzling sunlight.

"I don't know how to grow flowers!" Doris said worriedly, "I'll kill them! I'm so sorry for these beautiful flowers."

"There will be someone to take care of it." Carl smiled slightly, "We just need to enjoy this beautiful scenery-look! Seagulls!" Carl pointed to the sky outside the window.

Doris turned her head, and sure enough, she saw a seagull passing by their window arrogantly, its eyes looked a little provocative.

"It's so cute." Doris couldn't help laughing.

Carl looked into Doris' eyes and agreed, "Yeah, it's so cute."

Doris looked away from the seagull and raised her head to look at the person beside her, only to see that his eyes were all on her again, and she just realized that the "cute" he said might be describing her.

The guess made Doris' cheeks burn.

'If I stay with him any longer, I will become a grilled fish! ' thought Doris sweetly.

"It's too hot, let's go back to the living room, we will be roasted if we stay any longer." Carl said casually.

Doris was delighted at their inexplicable and unified thoughts.

She nodded, and steered the wheelchair through the long corridor. At the other end was a carved iron door. After opening, the living room she just passed was inside.

The living room was indeed cool, and not long after she sat down on the sofa, there was a knock on the door.

Carl let go of Doris's hand, kissed her lightly, and got up to open the door.

It was 1900 outside the door.

Seeing the person who opened the door, 1900 raised his eyebrows, and said coldly, "You are not in your own room, what are you doing here? This is not good for Doris' reputation, and it will inevitably make people misunderstand your relationship."

Doris heard 1900's stern voice, and when she thought of what the waiter had really misunderstood just now, she felt a little guilty.

As soon as the voice fell, Carl walked out of the door and closed the door behind him.

Doris could no longer hear what they were saying.

Bored, she found an orange from the fruit basket and peeled it.

Before she finished peeling the orange, she heard another knock on the door.

Doris tilted her head in doubt. Carl should have the key to her room with him?

Doris struggled to get up from the sofa and sat in the wheelchair.

The knock on the door became more and more urgent. Before Doris had time to arrange the dress under her body, she hurriedly steered the wheelchair towards the door.

"boom--"

"Ah..." Doris groaned in pain, her actions were too reckless, and her knee hit the solid wood coffee table.

The coffee table only shook slightly, not even the teacups on the table.

Before the knocking on the door stopped, Doris bit her lip, covered her bumped knee with her hand, and steered the wheelchair towards the door with one hand.

Opening the door, the person in front of the door was beyond Doris' expectations.

"Ruth! How do you know I'm here?"

Doris exclaimed.

Ruth was wearing a long beige dress with a wide orange belt tightly tied, showing her full breasts.Her hair was permed delicately and curled into a small bun, filled with pearl hair accessories, and a few strands of bangs stuck to her wet cheeks messily.

She looked panicked.

"I live in B-24, and my mother lives in B-26!" Ruth explained hurriedly, "I just saw Ka-Hockley and you come into this room, so I came to see you."

She rolled her eyes, indicating that she had something to say.

Doris saw her helplessness, and gave her a gap: "Come in, you look exhausted."

Before the words were finished, Ruth walked in with a brisk step and quickly closed the door.

As if she was finally saved, she leaned against the door panel panting.

"What happened, Ruth?"

Doris was so disturbed by her emotions that she forgot about the pain in her knee.

Ruth waved her hand, staggered to the bathroom while leaning on the wall, and turned on the faucet.The sound of rushing water instantly filled the entire bathroom.

"Guess who I just saw!"

"Who?" Doris couldn't think of anyone who would make her panic like this.

"That Edward Rose! God, how could he get on the boat!" Ruth was at a loss, she caught the water from the faucet with both hands, and threw herself on her cheek.

Doris frowned: "Little Mr. Edward?"

Doris remembered that his grandfather, the Earl of Rose, was also named that.

"Of course, that little Edward!"

Doris felt very uncomfortable when she thought of the bad breakup that day.

The person looked at him with too naked/naked eyes. Even though Doris didn't understand the world so well, she could still feel the greed and malice in it.

That day Carl fought with him, it was a shame, why did he temporarily choose to go on the Titanic?

Ruth turned off the tap and straightened up.The running water wet her young and soft face, and also wet the front of her clothes.The beige skirt is darker and lighter.

With a long sigh, she asked, "Can I stay with you for a while? I...I want to avoid him."

Doris felt that something was wrong, and she looked at Ruth's flustered and worried face.

——This young human has just escaped from the tiger's den, and seems to have entered a wolf's den again.

Doris nodded, motioned for her to follow, and went to sit down on the sofa in the living room together.

Ruth sat on the sofa and was silent for a long time, not knowing how to speak.Doris didn't urge her either, but just picked up the half-peeled orange and continued to peel it.

Tangerines are sweet, and it seems that the Titanic's catering department was really responsible.

Doris gave half to Ruth, and the cold and sweet taste made Ruth finally calm down.

"Edward Rose didn't know what medicine he took wrongly, but he sent someone to tell my mother yesterday...he intends to befriend me!?" Ruth whispered angrily, "Why can't I see that he has feelings for me? Any favors? Even—at least I could see his grandmother taking me lightly."

Ruth was so angry that she wanted to pull the pillow to vent her anger: "She didn't invite my mother to the party at the manor that day. If I hadn't met you, I might have been kept in the dark."

"The old British nobles are all old friends. The Countess deliberately refused to invite my mother. Obviously, she looked down on the Bookett family anymore! It even went to the point of refusing to associate with her!"

"What is this little Edward thinking?"

Doris frowned as she listened to her words.

No wonder she thought too much. Ruth and Carl had an almost intimate relationship in the eyes of the public.And because of Doris, little Edward fought with Carl and tore his face, but now he wants to make friends with Ruth.

This is really weird!