The Lost Mermaid [Zhongyingmei]

Scotland Road became a mess in an instant.

Carl's figure quickly disappeared from Doris' sight, and the crowded crowd was like boiling water that had been blasted, full of scalding and hurting emotions.

One after another, the sound of cursing is mixed with the sound of wine glasses and tables and chairs falling. Anger is always contagious. For a while, passengers on Scotland Road all because of small conflicts, either spilled wine on their bodies, or stepped on their feet. , or the fallen chair hit the waist, and there was a lot of voices.

Doris looked at the spiral staircase, and the guards in uniform ran down after hearing the commotion here.

"What's going on! Quiet! An-quiet-" the guard yelled.

But his voice was drowned in the messy disputes and screams, like a stone thrown into the deep sea.

Seeing that they had drawn out their pistols, Doris suddenly had a plan.

She took out a pearl from her pocket and quietly threw it on the ground. The wheelchair turned in one direction, and the wheels kicked the pearl into the bottom of the table.

The long tablecloth trailed almost to the ground, and Doris predicted it would not be found easily.

Doris struggled to maneuver the wheelchair from the crowd to the guard's side.

"Sir, can you help me? My things seem to have been stolen!" Doris opened her eyes wide and looked at the guard innocently and helplessly.

The guard heard her voice and wanted to curse, what a stupid old hag who is out of place!But when he looked down, the person sitting in the wheelchair turned out to be a girl with an exquisite face and a seductive beauty!She frowned, looking sad.

The armrests of the wheelchair under her and the back of the chair are all delicately carved, and the luster of the skirt on her body is like fine silk!Her hair is slightly spread out, and between the slightly messy hair, the jewel accessories exude a luxurious and extravagant luster!

This is by no means an E-Deck guest!Her attire can tell at a glance that she is at least a VIP from the second class!

The guard's attitude suddenly softened: "Can I help you, Miss? Your things were stolen?"

"Yes, sir." Doris said with a worried face, "I just came to this floor to play music with my friends, but when I took a break just now, I found that my pearl hairpin was missing! This is so bizarre! My The jewelry is the work of Mr. Lawrence, a master jeweler in New York! I dare say it must have been stolen by those bedbugs!"

She made the usual arrogant gesture of "a gentleman", which actually made the guard's attitude even more respectful.

"Which deck are you a guest on? I mean, if we find it, it can be delivered directly to your room!"

Doris raised her chin and nodded slightly: "Room B-53, thank you for your hard work, I'll go back to the room first...God knows, if I stay here any longer, will I have anything stolen. "She nodded slightly at several guards.

The guards were startled when they heard her room number, and then breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that their attitude towards this distinguished guest just now was not rude, and then saluted her strangely.

Doris refused their gracious offer to take her back to her room, and waited alone by the elevator.

She stood still in front of the elevator, turned her head, looked at the guards, and shouted: "By the way, several people ran in that direction just now. Sir, I suspect that they are thieves!"

The guard grimaced and gestured to his colleagues.The rest of the guards immediately took orders and swarmed into the crowd.

The elevator door slowly opened before her eyes, and Doris walked in with the help of the elevator attendant.

She looked at the entire Scottish Road from a distance, the guards and scolding and the abuse of the guests accompanied by the music that hadn't stopped was deafening.

"B floor, thank you."

The elevator attendant nodded and broke off the wrench on floor B.

In the middle of the night, the vertical clock struck zero o'clock.

Doris sat alone at a table in the private hallway, looking out at the dark ocean.

The soft moonlight sprinkled evenly on the sea surface, emitting bursts of gentle silver light.The sea was filled with hazy water vapor, and the temperature of the sea surface at night was extremely low. Doris guessed that the Titanic might be traveling along the extreme north line.

When the sun shines during the day, I still don’t feel cold, and even feel that the sea breeze is very cool in April.But in the middle of the night, it was like being in an ice cellar.

Doris felt a little uneasy, the cold reminded her of that dream.

She wrapped her black coat tightly, but she didn't feel sleepy.

She is waiting for news from Carl and 1900.

After returning to the B floor, she stayed in the room and waited. She knew that with her body, she must not make trouble for them, and staying in the room was the best choice.

Doris had already asked the guards to join the chaotic situation on Deck E, and it couldn't stop there for a while.

Doris looked at the dark room and sighed deeply.She didn't light the lamp, and the fireplace, sofa, vase, and murals were all looming under the moonlight.The tip of the nose smells of freshly painted paint, salty sea water and the faint fragrance of roses in a vase.

"Rose..."

She suddenly thought of Ruth, wondering how she was doing now?

Thinking back on what happened today, Doris really didn't understand what kind of thinking that little Edward was holding to come to her and confront Karl with Joey Love's gun?

yes!Obviously, it was Little Edward who came to provoke him. Maybe he rescued Joey Love after seeing Jack attack him, and used him against Carl!

Doris tapped her head, extremely annoyed.

Carl didn't trust Jack that much, so he focused his attention on this "executor" for the first time, and ignored the little Edward rushing in front of him! ?Little Edward was really a bastard, as if it wasn't strange that he did anything stupid.

"Dong dong dong."

In the middle of the night, a sudden knock on the door startled Doris.

She came to the door in a hurry, guessing that Karl or her brother had come, and was about to open the door, but she suddenly raised her vigilance.

Doris stopped and looked at the crack under the door, the shadow of a pair of feet in the light.

She didn't move for a long time, which made the people outside speak out first.

"It's me, dear." Carl's voice was deliberately lowered from the crack of the door, "Are you already asleep?"

Doris breathed a sigh of relief, and then opened the latch.

The corridor was as bright as daylight, and Doris' eyes narrowed. Before she could see the person in front of her clearly, she was enveloped by the familiar smell of tobacco.

Carl was a little anxious, he hugged Doris, eager to get closer to her.

He kicked his foot back and closed the door.

Doris was held horizontally by him, and she subconsciously put her wrist around his neck.

Carl's body was cold, and there was still heavy moisture. Doris could feel the wet skin on his neck under her hand, and she was even sweating.

His panting/breathing was violent, and Doris rubbed the back of his neck worriedly.

Carl froze, then relaxed.

Doris was gently placed on the sofa by him, her side sunken, and she fell into his arms naturally.

Doris was about to ask, but her lips were firmly blocked.

She closed her eyes and slowly opened her mouth.His lips and tongue can't wait to break in, plundering every inch of her mouth.At first Doris cooperated with his movements gently, trying to calm his restless emotions.But his breathing became thicker and more urgent.

Doris also gradually felt that she couldn't breathe anymore, and every trace of air in her mouth was filled with the ambiguous sound of water, being rudely deprived of it.

She was so hot from the kiss, she felt that Carl's cold skin gradually became hot.Doris felt dizzy for a while, as if she didn't even have the strength to push him away.When the last bit of air was squeezed out, she finally couldn't help making a groan/groan with a sense of rejection.

Carl's movements stopped, the lips of the two slowly parted, and the cold air poured into her nostrils, and Doris finally regained a trace of clarity.

Carl didn't let go of the hand holding her, and took a long breath, as if he was enduring something and forcing himself to calm down.

"What's the matter, Carl?" Doris was taken aback by her extremely hoarse voice. She cleared her throat and continued to ask, "Have you found Joey Love? Where is that little Edward? How is he doing?" ?”

Carl's arms tightened, and he buried his face between her necks, and said in a hoarse voice: "He ran away! Joey Love used to be a policeman. Although his leg was injured, his anti-reconnaissance ability is still there! Those The guards were no match for him! Danny and I chased him all the way down to the warehouse, where we lost sign of him, but—"

Carl's words suddenly froze, and his breathing became rapid again, as if he had been stimulated by something.

Doris was extremely puzzled, she pushed away his half-pressed body in perplexity, and her hand was grabbed by him.

"We met Jack and Rose, they..." Carl didn't go on.

Doris was puzzled at first, but what did the lonely man and the widow do in the empty warehouse to make Carl so groggy now?

- The answer is obvious.

Doris didn't know what expression to put on for a moment, Carl's hand was tightly grasping her wrist, that piece of skin seemed to be scalded.Doris looked away helplessly, not daring to look at Karl's predatory eyes above her head.

Carl's muscles all over his body were tense, he didn't let go of his hands, and exhaled slowly to let himself relax.

The scorching breath touched Doris' skin, making her blush and want to push him away in embarrassment.

Following her strength, Carl loosened her arm that was restraining her.

Doris didn't know why, but she felt a faint sense of loss.

She coughed lightly, sat up slowly, and continued the words bluntly: "Joelov escaped, but what happened to little Edward? Carl, I think he saved Joeylov, but how could I I also don’t understand why he brought his gun against us? Doesn’t this clearly tell us that he has colluded with Joey Love?”

"He! Huh, he is a psychopath! He wanted to use Joey Love to deal with me. I guess he had planned it, but he was suddenly stimulated and lost his mind. He only wanted to kill me! After Carl cursed, his tone became a little unnatural again: "He saw Ruth and Jack kissing at the stern, and they both ran away looking for fun, but little Edward..."

Carl coughed lightly, and then explained, "His personal doctor said that he has been taking mood-controlling drugs, but the effect has been minimal. In addition to that scandal...his grandfather actually wanted the woman he liked Marrying him, sacrificing his grandson's marriage purely for his convenience!"

Doris' eyes widened: "Does everyone know about this?"

Although Ruth was calm, Doris was still worried about her.

"Everyone? Who would laugh at him? It's too late for those people to envy old Edward—although little Edward inherited his grandfather's name, he is not the only heir of the Luoshi family. What's more, for such a big family, Flattering the patriarch is the most important thing! A wife? Is it optional!"

"But little Edward naively harbored visions of his wife, but was struck by his grandfather and lost his sanity."

Carl's words made Doris feel a chill all over her body.

"Do you think so too? Carl? Is it necessary?" Doris asked bluntly, she was a little incoherent.

Carl realized his slip of the tongue and held her hand apologetically: "I was wrong, my dear, that was what I thought. But you are my soul mate, the most important other half of my life , you are above my own life to me."

"You're not like them, and I'm not like them."

"I told you this once, and it will never change."

Karl loathes himself for being like this. His life and his brain seem to be divided into two completely opposite sides.He loves Doris, as he said, Doris is even higher than himself; however, the other half of his brain is soaked in the experience of the past twenty years, always in a cold and cruel perspective To those whom she pitied.

His experience of more than 20 years cannot be changed overnight, and Karl is very afraid that the part of his split self that he also hates will eventually be disgusted and hated by Doris.

Doris didn't speak, she closed her eyes and nodded weakly.

Carl looked at her long eyelashes and made a decision in his heart.