[comprehensive] superior skills

Mrs. Cabot, who completely broke with the Hockley family because of her daughter's indiscriminate behavior, did not leave with the hero and heroine.

It's not because the male supporting actor suddenly changed his aesthetics and fell in love with the eye-catching green, but the waiter who rushed to convey the captain's order made them understand that there are more important things to do besides personal grievances.

The Titanic's cabin was flooded due to the impact of an iceberg. The bow could not bear the heavy sea water and began to sink gradually, barely floating on the water like a spoon.

Although the hull was not treated too roughly, the turbulent seawater still trickled in slowly through the narrow gaps. Perhaps the process of backflow would be prolonged, but the final sinking of the big ship was already doomed.

The crew members were busy sending out emergency distress signals, clusters of white distress rockets soared into the sky, and the shining fireworks were reflected on the innocent smiling faces of the children.

The old captain Capton E. J. Smith, who had fantasized about ending his career with this perfect journey on the Titanic, looked numbly at the crew members who were lowering the lifeboats, as well as the passengers who were gradually panicking.

One person's mistakes have to be borne by the death of thousands of innocent people. The captain's heart was gripped by bone-biting remorse, and the pain made him almost unable to breathe.

Everyone was busy packing their luggage and fleeing for their lives, only Song Ci shuttled back and forth between the restaurant and the guest room to collect souvenirs.

Because the master left the open door in a hurry to facilitate her movement, the valuables were swept away in less than half an hour.

Song Ci, who had returned to normal, hurried to the deck, passing through the noisy crowd and dedicated band members to the position of the first-class lifeboat.

At this time, the male protagonist is not charged with being a thief, and the female protagonist does not have to race against time in the lower deck with him. All the familiar high-ranking people are waiting for rescue on the deck.

Rufu was no longer in the same embarrassment as before, wearing a thick fur coat and said critically: "I hope the first-class seats will not be so crowded."

Ruth looked at her in disbelief, "Mom, stop talking. There are not enough places in the lifeboats, and half of the people will die in the sea!"

Carl said grimly and realistically, "It won't be the good half."

Immediately, he seemed to remember something interesting, and turned his head and smiled sarcastically at Jack who was standing behind Ruth, "It's a pity that I didn't bring out that painting, otherwise it would definitely sell well."

The male protagonist ignored the provocations of his defeated opponents. He understood that he had no advantage among these superiors, and was thinking about the upcoming issue of survival.

Song Ci squeezed into the encirclement of this small group of people, and said to Mrs. Molly, who was also dressed extremely warmly: "Molly, I've been looking for you! Is the Titanic going to sink?"

"Oh, poor little one! Come to me quickly!"

Mrs. Molly hugged the girl's immature body and stuffed her into her arms as best she could, "It will be fine, it will pass soon."

Song Ci cuddled close to her like a coquettish child, trying to feel the warm breath wrapped under the clothes.

Under the night sky with the cold sea breeze, Mrs. Molly's embrace was so warm and comfortable that my ironing heart felt hot.

Eight-year-old Margaret had been longing for someone to stretch out her hands to save her before she died, so Song Ci tried to approach the kind-hearted Molly Brown, hoping to fulfill her wish.

The second officer, Lightoller, stood in front of the arranged lifeboat and waved to the passengers on the deck: "Everyone, please move closer here. Women and children should get on board first! Don't take extra clothes! Please hurry up! Thank you!"

The women and children stepped into the lifeboat with the help of the men and took their seats on wooden seats.

The father and husband comforted their loved ones softly, just as if they were temporarily separated from each other.

People kissed, cried and hugged, venting their emotions like the end of the world was coming.

Perhaps for most people, this is the last moment of their lives. The cruel reality has already made men understand what they will face next.

An old couple with gray hair embraced each other tightly, tears streaming down their faces.They have lived together for 50 years and just passed their golden wedding celebration. They thought they would stay together forever, but who knows that fate will separate each other in advance.

"Ma'am, please hurry up and get on board, please keep calm."

The crew tried to persuade her, but the old lady still hugged her husband tightly, "I have been with him all my life, why do I have to leave him now? Wherever he goes, I will go too."

The two old men refused to let go, so the crew had no choice but to pick up the old lady and put them on the lifeboat.

Looking at the grief-stricken old man, both the heroine and the heroine couldn't help the tears in their eyes, as if they saw their shadows in this couple.

"Youjump, Ijump. Jack, remember?" Ruth touched her lover's face with tears, "Where you are, I will be there!"

"Ruth?" Seeing that her daughter was about to do something irrational again, Rufu couldn't help but patted the lifeboat and shouted for her to come up.

Carl sneered jealously: "Ridiculous love! Sad love!"

The lifeboat was about to be lowered, but the heroine remained unmoved and hugged the hero tightly.

Rufu almost went crazy. She shouted loudly that the crew was not allowed to lower the lifeboat, and she couldn't believe that her daughter would abandon her biological mother for a man she had only known for three days.

Amidst all the noise, a childish voice suddenly sounded, "Mr., come to my place."

Song Ci stood up and said to the old man who was still crying on the deck.

The crowd in the distance gradually became agitated, and the third-class passengers finally broke through the closed passages and squeezed onto the deck.

The gray-haired old gentleman didn't dare to confirm what he heard at first. Seeing that the little girl was not joking, he immediately refused, "No, son, your life is still long, but mine is over. Thank you for your kindness, Thanks."

Song Cijian couldn't move the old gentleman, and jumped back to the deck to throw the question to the crew, "I would like to switch places with this gentleman and let him stay with his wife."

These two old people are the only true love on the Titanic that moved Song Ci, because they can stay together until death without hurting anyone.

Mrs. Molly thought she was impulsive, "Angel, do you know what you're talking about? You're too small, if the boat sinks, you won't be able to hold on to rescue!"

At this time, Rufu still did not forget to sarcastically say: "How can an ignorant little girl know the price she paid."

The male and female protagonists hugging each other were also stunned. They were surprised that this naughty little girl would do such a kind act.

Carl Hockley saw that someone gave up the position that he could not buy with money, and threatened viciously: "The sea water is very cold, and you will freeze to death in it soon, floating stiff and pale like a wax figure."

"I know, I already knew."

Song Ci looked at him coldly, and said loudly, "But it won't be today. From this moment on, no one will die, and everyone will live well!"

After Song Ci finished speaking, he took out the crystal bottle hidden in his collar, and drank all the white liquid inside. The people around him looked at this brave little girl in shock, and watched her body begin to change. Transparent, a faint white halo gradually emerged from head to toe, looking so holy and inviolable.

In the astonished and unbelievable eyes of everyone, Song Ci stretched out his hands to look at the sky, opened his rosy mouth, and chanted a ethereal dolphin sound with the power of his soul, "Ah~~~"

As her voice diffused into the entire night sky, the passengers on the ship who were scrambling for an escape position all fell silent, and all looked at the light source in the crowd that had been emitting the holy voice.

The priest who was praying for the last time suddenly looked at the sky in shock, then clasped his hands and knelt down and cried, "God! It's a miracle! Heavenly Father finally heard the prayers of the believers and sent an angel to save us!"

In the eyes of countless pairs of scorching gazes, a large dark green ship comparable to Noah's Ark slowly descended into the air. Extended little by little.

Song Ci stood on the airship and showed a pure smile to the collectively lost souls, "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to board the Noah."

"All the women and children get on the boat first, will the gentlemen of the orchestra play a beautiful piece of music for us?"

Huge cheers erupted on the quiet deck, and everyone shouted the name of the heavenly Father hoarsely. The sound of praise to Jehovah echoed in the night sky of the Atlantic Ocean for a long time and never disappeared.

Only one person in the cheering crowd made the opposite move.

"What the fuck!"

Consciously fooled by fate, Carl Hockley threw away the half of the cigarette in his hand, "Is this a movie?!"

Not only did he not have the slightest joy of being reborn, but he felt that everything in front of him was extremely absurd.

The hostess couldn't help being stunned, and murmured: "Are there really angels in the world?"

Jack put his arms around the girl he loved, and while he was grateful, he also fell into deep confusion, "Maybe."

Everything that followed went extremely smoothly.

With the help of the crew, all the passengers boarded the airship Noah, including the previous batch of lifeboats that floated on the sea and returned one after another.

Passengers gathered together according to different cabins as before, discussing the miracle that happened tonight in a low voice but eagerly.

Because Song Ci had prepared a lot of supplies before, all the children were well taken care of. Food to fill their stomachs and blankets to keep out the cold were taken at will, and even the adults were given a cup of hot cocoa to drive away the cold.

One of the babies who was still in their infancy received special care from Song Ci and was given a can of baby milk powder.

The last image in Margaret's mind was the image of dying with this child who could not even speak, although he was held tightly by his mother until he died.

Seeing the baby's ruddy face now, Song Ci couldn't tell what it was like, there was regret and relief, everything was different after all.

Standing alone at the bow of the boat with a cup of hot milk, Song Ci looked at the sinking Titanic not far away, thinking about something.

Not long after, a series of cautious footsteps appeared behind her. She looked back and saw an acquaintance led by Mrs. Molly.

Molly Brown probably didn't expect the little girl to be so vigilant, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm here to thank you, I mean, I'm here to thank you on behalf of everyone."

Because only Mrs. Molly had a good relationship with the Holy Envoy when they were on the ship, all the distinguished guests in the first class unanimously recommended the unpopular upstart to be the young bird.

Well, the illegitimate child who was despised by others was given the title of holy envoy in an instant, and these people are snobbish enough.

Song Ci deepened the smile on his face and said sincerely: "Molly, I have been waiting for you to come to me. The Angel on the Titanic is no different from the Angel on the Noah. They also like to be close and more pure. soul."

"Pure soul? Are you complimenting me?"

Mrs. Molly showed her unique hearty smile again, "God, if I let Mr. Brown know that an angel praises me like this, he will definitely faint!"

She took a few steps closer and asked curiously, "Anqier, are you really an angel? Why did you come here? Did you come here specially to save us?"

Song Ci smiled mischievously: "I'm just a little girl who sneaked out of the house for vacation, have you forgotten?"

Seeing that she refused to tell the truth, Mrs. Molly could only shrug her shoulders and said helplessly: "Well, everyone has secrets hidden in their hearts, and maybe angels are no exception. Anyway, thank you!"

Ruth and Jack, who had been waiting for the news, felt that the atmosphere was good, and couldn't help leaning over, "Thank you for your kind deed!"

Ruth held the man's arm, and said with a little embarrassment: "Without you, Jack may not be safe."

Song Ci raised his glass in return, "You don't have to worry about the effort."

If the hostess knows that the limelight that originally belonged to their couple group has been replaced by another unknown person, I don't know if they will come over to thank them.

Maybe, after all, she is a woman who can abandon everything for love, and her small fame may not be taken seriously.

Now Ruth and Jack are no longer the lovers who moved the world, and Margaret is not the little girl who died quietly. Even if the grievances between the original owner and them are eliminated, Song Ci will not have to make trouble deliberately in the future. These two people.

As for what will happen to the ugly ex-fiancé in the distance, this is the story between the three of them.

The first-class passengers had just left, and this remote corner ushered in another unexpected man.

Captain Smith took off his hat and bowed to express his thanks: "Thank you, thank you very much."

Although it is still inevitable to face a lot of harsh censures after the return trip, not having to bear the debt of life is enough for this elderly man to learn to be grateful.

Song Ci understood what he hadn't said, and suggested: "Mr. Captain, you can write a special sailing manual as a real teaching material for newcomers. After all, not everyone has the opportunity to control a ship like the Titanic." Great ship, and fewer people can watch it sink with their own eyes."

Captain Smith did not answer this question, but just quietly watched the big ship in the distance slowly disappear into the vortex of the waves.

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: It’s all because of the poor receiving signal of Wai Guoren, otherwise I really want to shout “Prajna Paramita!”

Survivor on the big ship:  …