[Titanic] I can't help myself

The sea is getting quieter and quieter.

I remember that I read a document in my last life, which said that people can only survive for a few minutes in water at around zero degrees, but in water at five degrees above zero, the survival time is greatly extended, and they can live for about an hour.But most people will die prematurely because of the great fear and the excessive heat consumption of struggling.

Now, how many degrees is the sea water here?There are icebergs on the surface of the sea, and we have received so much ice on our bodies, it is estimated that the temperature is around zero. Then these people who can no longer make a sound, from the time they fell into the water to their death, did they only struggle for a few minutes, or did they suffer? More than half an hour?But why do I feel like hours have passed?

Time is infinitely stretched, and it seems to be infinitely shortened.

In order to avoid the idea of ​​drowsiness again, I told Karl what was in my heart.

"Let me, see, the time." He said in an almost whispering voice, reaching into the inside pocket of his coat with difficulty, and took out a pocket watch.His whole body was frozen, and he tried at least six or seven times for this action, which usually didn't take a few seconds, before reaching into his pocket, and after a long time, he wrapped his hands around the chain of the pocket watch and took it out.

The fingers were already so stiff that they could hardly be stretched. We tried many times together before we opened the cover of the pocket watch. After looking at it for a long time, we found that the watch had stopped.

"Ah, I forgot." Carl said with a smile, "We don't know when it fell into the water."

"You idiot." I hooked my fingers around his.

Our vocal cords have been frozen and hoarse, and we can only barely use the airflow to pass through the throat to make a sound.Our brows and eyelashes were thick with frost, our faces were covered with icicles, our hair was frozen together, and our clothes were frozen into hard lumps.Karl's face was bloodless, white as frost on his brows, and his lips were purple.I think I should be like this too.

"Let's chat, okay?" Carl put my hand on his face, "I want to ask you a question."

"Say."

"Do you, like it or not, Mr. Crawley?"

I leaned my head against the leg of the chair and looked at him with a sideways smile.

"You're jealous." I said firmly.

"I'm jealous of all the people around you who can get your smile, man." He said, "Tell me, do you like him?"

"I like him. Because, he's my best friend," I replied.

Carl looked deeply into my eyes: "Then, where is your cousin, William?"

I thought about it hard: "I admire him, a little bit, I like him."

"Damn it." He cursed softly, "When you were 12 years old, he fell in love with you. This, shameless, tong fetish!"

I laughed hoarsely.

"So, what about Tony?"

"Tony?" I asked back, my brain is almost unable to think now, the name of Tony, the first thing I think of, is only a tenant in the village, for a while I can't understand why he asked this person, " What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." He said quickly, and spread out a big smile. The frost on his face was piled up because of this smile, and then fell off with a rustle.

"I remember." I suddenly remembered who this person was, "You are so boring."

"God." He slowly rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb, "You actually remember him."

"I almost forgot about it," I said. "That day, it was so embarrassing. I didn't even think about it. Remember. You, bastard."

"In the end, where did you do it?" Carl asked unrelentingly, "Did he really, didn't he do it to the end?"

"Of course not!" I raised the hand that was holding his hand and slapped him on the chin, "It's only a second away."

"I really want to kill him." He kissed my finger again, "Your first kiss is gone. Also, in many places, the right to visit for the first time should be mine."

"If it wasn't you, so despicable." I said, "You bastard, you've been, watching, doing nothing but playing with me."

"I regret it a long time ago." He opened his mouth and smiled, but couldn't make a laugh, "I just, dare not say it. But I really, really love you. I am willing, to die for you ,Do you believe me?"

My tears suddenly fell again.

"Why don't they come..." I choked up and said, "I'm so cold..."

"My dear, don't be afraid." He raised his hand to hook my neck, pulled my body closer, leaned over, and kept kissing my face, "Don't be afraid...they will come over soon, Save us...we just said a few words...less than 3 minutes..."

I was choked up and unable to speak, so I could only turn my head and kiss his face, as if this would give me enough courage and patience to wait.

"We will survive." He said firmly while kissing me, "I want to introduce you to my parents. My mother will not object. She has one, uncle, at the beginning, because of this One thing, she committed suicide. She knew very early on that I don’t just like women. My father will listen to her.”

"Your mother is so enlightened." I said with a sob.

"So, we will, always be together, for many years." He rubbed his nose lightly against mine, "Keep going."

I inhaled hard and coughed a few times due to the cold air, trying to drive away these pessimistic emotions.

"Baby, do you want to listen to my singing?" He kissed the corner of my mouth and said, "I haven't done it since I was ten years old. It's not a thing."

I squeezed a smile, looked him in the eyes and said, "It seems that this is mine, an honor?"

"It's mine, it's an honor." He pressed his mouth against my mouth, "I only know, this one, "Give My Regards to Broadway". My mother likes it very much, "Little John Jones", this musical, I watched it with her , no less than thirty times. It's terrible."

"You are very loving, your mother." I kissed him back.

"Sweetheart, I love you too." He sucked my lips in his mouth, "Learn from me, okay, my mother will be especially fond of people with similar tastes to her."

"it is good."

"Come on, listen carefully." He cleared his throat, "Sent by sentence, follow me."

"DidyoueverseetwoYangkeespartuponafnshore

"When the goodship's just about to start for

"Old New York more

"Withatear-dimmed eyes they say goodbye

"........."

I tried my best to remember every word he sang, and every time he sang, I learned one.In fact, out of ten words, I can only remember two or three, and he is so completely out of tune that I can't even tell what kind of music it is.But I am still studying hard.

When I get on the lifeboat, I must laugh at him well.

"Givemy regards to Broadway,

"remember me to Herald Square,"

"Give, give my..."

I took a trembling breath and blinked vigorously to clear my mind.I can't think anymore.

"Give, give..."

"Henry!" Carl suddenly became excited. He raised his upper body suddenly and looked around. The chairs under the two of us began to shake. "Someone is calling your name! They are here!"

"What!" My chaotic brain seemed to be illuminated by a bright light, and I suddenly became more awake, "Where is it?"

"There!" Carl raised his stiff arms, "There!"

I looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, on the sea that almost merged with the night, the figure of a small boat was clearly visible, as well as the bright and almost dazzling lights that swept over from time to time.

"We are saved!" I said with a trembling smile, "We are saved!"

"Hello!" Carl yelled hoarsely, "here we are... cough cough... hello cough cough..."

We couldn't shout anymore, our frozen hoarse voices couldn't make too much noise.

"They can't hear!" I said anxiously, my whole body began to tremble, "They can't hear!"

The lights on the ship swept around aimlessly, and I heard a familiar woman's sharp voice coming through from a distance, "Henry! Henry!"

That's mother!

"What to do! Mom can't hear you!" I was about to cry.

"Don't worry, let me think about it, let me think about it..." Carl was eagerly looking for something on the sea, and suddenly stopped, "I found it, you wait for me!"

He fell off the chair awkwardly and fell into the water. Fortunately, he was wearing a life jacket, otherwise he would have sunk directly.

"Carl!" I exclaimed.

He drank several sips of water before his head surfaced again, and then he struggled, stiffly directing his limbs to swim in one direction.Finally he swam to a crew member in white.That crew member was the one who whistled and signaled the lifeboat to come back when we just fell into the water.He was frozen to death, but the whistle was still in his mouth.

Carl stuffed the whistle into his mouth and blew vigorously. The sharp whistle cut through the dead sea. The sound was so loud that the hairs on my whole body stood on end.

"It's Henry! It must be Henry!" The mother's voice was full of joy, "Henry, wait for us! Mom will save you!"

Carl kept blowing the whistle, his breathing was disordered, and the sound of the whistle was also messy. I looked at the boat that kept sailing towards us, and then looked at him, and he looked at me, with a smile on his face .

What happened afterwards was like a dream, we were dragged onto the boat, and we couldn't exert our strength at all.My mother wrapped me tightly in her fur coat and hat, took off her gloves and put them on for me, held my face in her warm hands, and kept kissing me moistly. It was her cry of joy.

After that Mother and Mrs. Brown dragged several people who were barely alive and frozen up, and then they started to row back.Carl and I leaned tightly against the corner of the boat, holding hands.

"Look, it's not that hard, is it?" Carl said with a soft smile

I nodded.

"Henry, my Henry." He leaned his head against mine and said softly, "You promised that you would stay with me if we survived. Now, it's time to fulfill your promise."

I turned my head, buried my head in his shoulder, spread my fingers and clasped them with him.Our cold palms were pressed together, and gradually, a little warmth began to warm up.

The author has something to say: Warmly thank Thirteen Indians for the bazooka~~ I am so happy to wake up in the morning~~~

I don’t have much time at home today, so I don’t have many words to code out, but now I’m in the code BE chapter, if the code is out, I’ll post it today, if the code doesn’t come out. . .Tomorrow, it will be posted together with the main article, BE first, and then the main text. . . .

In other words, there is no change in the income of [-] and [-], which is really a man. . . .