[Titanic] I can't help myself

Mother drank the red tea reservedly, then gently put down the teacup with the delicate purple iris printed on it, and sighed. "Young people's feelings are always so unpredictable." She said vaguely.

"I can't think of any reason why Rose is not good enough for Mr. Hockley. Does he have someone else in mind?" Aunt Edith frowned, "But they seem to get along well these days."

"But it's just good." The mother leaned on the back of the chair, kneading the knuckles of the other hand with one hand, "It seems that there is something blocking it, no matter what, I can't go any further. Yi Diss, you also know that getting Rose and Carl to live in harmony is already her limit, and it is impossible to ask her to do things that please her. Of course, a noble lady should wait for others to pursue her instead of Act on your own, but if both parties are like this...not taking the initiative..."

"Perhaps he just doesn't want to get married," said Aunt Edith. "Once married is like a wild horse being harnessed, Mr. Hockley is still young, and besides, a gentleman of his blood and career is sixty years old." There will be tons of girls dreaming of marrying him."

"That's exactly what worries me," said my mother.

I sat quietly drinking tea, listening to my mother and aunt discussing the relationship between Rose and Carl, which had reached an impasse.Although I don't want to admit it, I still feel a lot easier in my heart.After such a long period of buffering, regarding the possibility of Rose and Carl getting married, I am no longer as painful and resentful as I was at the beginning, but this does not mean that I can accept it calmly and give blessings, I hope They couldn't get together in the end.

"Perhaps Mr. Hockley needs a hint," said Aunt Edith. "A lot of times, there are things that are as obvious to women as black spots on white paper, but men don't see them at all. Maybe it's the same as Rose's." Relationship, he has never considered it from the perspective of marriage."

Hearing this sentence, the mother's slightly frowning brows relaxed: "You are right."

I suddenly felt bad, and then I saw my mother turned her head to look at me with a smile: "Henry, you can find a chance to talk to Carl about these things, to find out what he says about Rose. What's the idea."

The ring finger and little finger convulsed unconsciously. I stretched out my hand to hold those two fingers, and said somewhat unnaturally: "Mom, as you know, I'm not the kind of eloquent person. I can't handle this kind of problem well. It will become as if the woman is proposing to the man, and if others find out, Rose will be very embarrassed."

"How do you know if you don't try it?" The mother looked confident, "and Karl is not the kind of person who will spread this kind of dialogue everywhere. As long as you follow what I teach you, there will be no big problems .”

"Mom!" I dragged my throat weakly, "I really can't deal with this kind of dialogue. Besides, I don't think Karl is as dull as you think. What we did is already obvious. It is obvious that every gasp in this castle Every creature knows Bucket wants to marry his daughter to Cal Hockley. If he doesn't want to marry Rose, there's no one but God, and I'd be disgraceful to ask him."

"Rose is the eldest daughter of the previous Earl of Richardmond. She and Carl are in the same family. The parents of both parties want to marry the two families. This is not a shameful thing. Well, although it seems that the woman proposed Uh, it's out of character, but as long as Rose doesn't make the pursuit herself, it's completely in accordance with etiquette." The mother said, "Of course, this kind of thing can't be said so directly, and we just need you to use Some insinuating dialogues will give a little hint to Carl. I also want to understand Carl's attitude and inner thoughts through your conversation."

I suddenly felt that I would rather go to the garden, even to see Carl and Rose making love to each other, than to be forced by my mother to test Carl's attitude now.I took a heavy breath, bit my lower lip, and said, "I'm sorry, Mom, I'm afraid I can't do it. This is too ridiculous. If Carl likes Rose, it's impossible for him to do nothing. Since the relationship between the two If there is a stalemate, it proves that he doesn't want to marry Rose, and Rose doesn't like Karl either, so why do we have to bring them together, now..."

I couldn't continue, my mother pursed her lips and looked at me deeply. She folded her hands on her knees and sat there with her back straight and elegant. The expression on her face was like watching a vexatious child. .They can't understand how I feel in my heart, so they don't even know how much burden they have asked me to do to my heart.

There was a cheer wafting through the window, and I thought I could hear Rose's voice over the excited screams of the women.

"I see, Mom." I lowered my head in compromise, "What do I need to say?"

I was restless throughout dinner.I am like a prisoner who is about to go to the execution ground. I hope that the time can be extended infinitely, so that I can breathe for a few more minutes, and I also hope that the moment of execution will come immediately, so that I don't have to endure the suffering of waiting.

Finally, the last dessert was wiped out on the plate, and William stood up: "Ladies, let's change places."

Before my mother left, she gave me a meaningful look, and then took Rose to the living room next door.The men who stayed behind lit their cigars, and the whole restaurant was immediately filled with smoke.

"Carl, I heard from Rose that you won the game today." I gently shook the golden liquid in the wine glass, "She won more than 200 pounds in total."

Carl exhaled a smoke ring and said, "These small games are quite interesting. I haven't seen you all afternoon. I heard that you have been playing cards indoors with your mother and the Duchess. Why don't you come down?"

"Although the ankle is almost healed, the doctor said it's better to rest for a while longer."

"It's such a pity," Carl said, "that you're going to be in the room for the last quarter of the party, sitting on chairs."

"Do you like parties like this?" I asked

"Our usual group activities seem to be the only gatherings like this." Carl said with a smile, "But this gathering organized by the Duke is still very interesting. I have gained a lot."

"A lot of harvest?" I intuitively felt that this sentence meant something else, endured the discomfort in my heart, and asked, "Could it be that I have harvested a pure girl's heart. You know, the biggest achievement of this gathering is to facilitate I met three lovers. Could it be that, soon, I will also hear good news from you?"

Carl didn't speak, he quietly finished smoking the cigar, and then crushed the remaining cigarette butts in the porcelain ashtray.

"Do you really hope to hear such good news from me?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at me and asked.

I don't know how to answer, he can always use this kind of ambiguous sentence to upset me: "What can make people feel better than news about love?"