Rebirth 1912 starts with people on the Titanic

Chapter 7 One Day, No Less!

Eternity?

Is there anything in this world that is eternal?

People's hearts?

The human heart is fickle, and it has been since ancient times.

The

reason why Bruce in his previous life embarked on the path of a mercenary who died in his life was not because he was hurt by the hearts of fickle people?

Not to mention the fickle heart.

At present, the largest steel ship in the world, in the face of disaster, is not fragile like a fallen leaf in the wind and waves

Bruce's departure made everyone in the room feel a little confused.

The atmosphere fell into an inexplicable silence as a result.

Suddenly, Karl stood up and said, "Guys, I think today's dinner should be about the same. Thank you very much for coming, and if there is nothing important, let me miss you first. "

With that, Karl looked at Rose and Mrs. Bookett.

Mrs. Bookett had little interest in this pointless dinner.

Seeing that his future son-in-law was leaving, he also nodded slightly, and said with a wooden expression: "I'm very sorry!".

Rose looked at Jack, her eyes full of reluctance and nostalgia.

However, Carl's expression did not allow her to have the slightest chance of opposition, so she had to stand up too, hold the corner of her skirt and salute, and leave step by step.

Jack looked at Rose's distant back in amazement, reluctantly.

Seeing that the master had already left, Mrs. Brown and the others naturally had no reason to continue, so they said goodnight to each other and left.

The reason why Carl ended the dinner party in such a rude hurry was really unbearable.

Who can stand the hot posture of his fiancée and other men in front of outsiders.

Bruce's departure gave him the best reason to end this fruitless dinner.

After all, if he didn't interrupt the dinner party, he was afraid that his fiancée would do something shocking to Jack.

What Carl didn't know, though, was that he didn't know anything about his charming British fiancée.

The long-term, rigid and hypocritical aristocratic etiquette and poor life have long made this unrestrained and rebellious English Rose tired of it.

A

noble family that bears the name of nobility but has no nobility at all, is really ridiculous in Rose's eyes.

This dinner party was deliberately set up by Carl in order to humiliate Jack and Bruce, two low-level pariahs.

But I didn't expect it to be Jack.

Jack's humor, as well as his easy-going, free-spirited and romantic lifestyle, clearly made Rose, eager to get out of the present life, a great attraction.

So, when Carl was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, he sent Mother and Rose back to their respective rooms.

Jack sneaked up on the back foot, and lured Rose, who was a marrow eater, out of the room.

The two ran directly to the third class cabin on the ground floor.

The arrival of the dream goddess makes Jack overjoyed.

Then, he dragged Rose to the ground floor cabin to hold a civilian party that was completely different from that of high society.

Although surrounded by dirty, shabby and shabby low-level civilians, such a lively and uninhibited relaxed atmosphere is obviously the free life that Rose could not ask for.

This night, Rose was happier than she had been for more than ten years.

After this night, Rose's heart was completely taken away by the poor boy Jack.

While Bruce was still hiding in his room and preparing the necessary items for the arrival of the disaster, Rose and Jack had begun to appear in pairs in all corners of the Titanic.

The next day, when the sun was setting in the west, at the instigation of Jack, Rose climbed onto the bow of the Titanic, stepped over the guardrail at the bow, opened her hands, faced the sea breeze and sunset, let herself go, and staged the most classic scene in the movie "Titanic" with Jack.

At this time, Carl was in the room of the chief picket of the Titanic's security team, planning a conspiracy against Jack.

On the one hand, Carl asked the chief picket and several vigilantes to arrest Jack in the name of theft, and on the other hand, Jack and Rose, whose relationship had heated up to a critical point, completed the beautiful oil painting - Rose's body in Rose's room.

Wearing the "Heart of the Ocean", Rose lay on the couch without an inch and let Jack draw her wonderful body on the drawing paper.

Then, the two who broke out emotionally finally completed the sublimation between men and women in a sedan in a cargo hold of the Titanic.

A cat-and-mouse drama is in full swing, but no one notices that Bruce is staring worriedly at the sea that is sinking into the night.

Why didn't Bruce just take over the giant ship?

First of all, he is just a mercenary reborn, not a superhuman reincarnation.

It was naturally easy for him to deal with several unarmed ordinary people at the same time.

There were guys on the crew of the Titanic, and Bruce didn't think he could easily settle them.

As for using words to persuade these proud Titanic crews, Bruce has no hope.

So instead of wasting time doing these useless tasks, it is better to make more preparations for the escape while you have time.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the kitchen, Bruce slipped in and grabbed a bottle of liquor and some food, wrapped in waterproof paper in case of emergency.

The rest of the time is just waiting for the disaster to come.

Standing on the deck on the second floor, you can look up and see the listless sailors on the watchtower.

The deck is for gossip passengers.

Occasionally, someone said that they were happy and let out a cheerful laugh.

Just when Bruce was a little upset, suddenly a pleasant female voice came from his ears.

"Bruce, we're meeting again. "

There is no need to look back, Bruce also knows who the owner of the sound is.

"Miss Leslie, why are you here?" Bruce said with a wry smile.

"Don't you really want to see me?" Leslie said with a wrying glance at Bruce.

Damn fellow, he walked away last night without looking back, don't you know your affection for him?

"No, I'm just used to being alone. Bruce casually remarked.

Leslie was half-convinced, her thin lips pursing slightly.

She didn't know where to pull out a small notebook and a pen.

"Bruce, can you write down that tune from yesterday and give it to me? I love that tune of yours so much. Leslie stared eagerly at Bruce.

Where will Bruce write what scores?

Even the original owner can just watch the score and play the tune.

Last night, he only barely imitated the blowing by relying on his memory, and there were still some gaps with the original song.

Bruce was a little embarrassed.

In Leslie's eyes, I thought it was Bruce who was unwilling.

She felt lost, and her eyes sparkled faintly.

Seeing that he was about to cry a beautiful lady, Bruce waved his hand and explained, "Miss Leslie, don't get me wrong. I just can't write staves. But that piece is actually the accompaniment to the song, and I can write the lyrics to you if you like. What do you think?".

Sure enough, as soon as Leslie heard that it was a song, she immediately became interested.

"Really, Bruce?" said Leslie happily.

Bruce nodded, taking the pen and notebook from her hands.

He couldn't write the score, but he remembered the lyrics very well.

Flipping through the book, Bruce quickly began to write silently.

It took more than ten minutes for Bruce to finally dictate the entire song.

He handed it back into Leslie's hands.

Leslie took it and read it carefully.

The more she reads, the brighter Leslie's eyes become.

Finally, Leslie reveled in her notebook in both hands and said, "What beautiful lyrics, Bruce, can you sing?".

Uh......

"It's a song sung by a lady. Bruce scratched his head.

"It's okay, you just need to hum it. Leslie looked at Bruce wistfully.

Helpless, Bruce had no choice but to clear his throat and start singing.

Fortunately, the original owner's voice condition was much better than Bruce's previous life, which didn't make Bruce make a fool of himself in front of Leslie.

Even though Bruce didn't sing well, Leslie still reveled in the song, her eyes were blurred and dazzling.

After the song, Leslie was still silent in the singing, but there was a faint noise not far away.

"What's going on?" Bruce looked in the direction the voice was coming from.

Leslie finally came to her senses, and she didn't care about the wonderful feeling she had just had, and Leslie listened carefully.

"It's like Jack and Rose's voices!" Leslie said with a strange look in her eyes.

Hearing this, Bruce seemed to have guessed something, and hurriedly ran in the direction of the sound.

Seeing this, Leslie also hurriedly chased after Bruce.

When I came to the deck of the top floor of the first class, sure enough, there was a group of people gathered there.

Among them were the obese chief picket and several guards in uniform.

They surrounded Jack and Rose in the middle.

Across from Jack and Rose are Carl and his bodyguards with a playful expression.

Bruce knew that this was the plot of the movie again.

Carl colluded with the inspector to deliberately put the precious "Heart of the Sea" in Jack's coat, and then locked Jack in the utility room for stealing.

Just as Brube was considering whether to intervene in the farce, Leslie had already caught up from behind, grabbed his hand and rushed over.

"Carl, you've gone too far. How could Jack have stolen your stuff?" Rose angrily accused Carl.

"How can you prove that he didn't steal, Rose. Is it wrong for a poor third-class ghost to suspect Mr. Dawson with every reason to doubt?" Karl said triumphantly with his hands folded around his chest.

"Well, sir, ladies and gentlemen, whether or not this Mr. Dawson stole Mr. Hockley's jewels, we just have to search our bodies and find out. The obese inspector said with a fair face.

Jack was holding his hands behind his back by two vigilantes, and he couldn't move at all.

Even if he protested loudly, saying that he did not steal.

But how did he know that this pressure was a conspiracy designed by Carl, and it was useless for him to protest.

Everyone, including the picket, had long been secretly bought by Carl.

Out of concern for her good friend Rose, the enthusiastic Leslie also accompanied Jack to protest against the picket.

Indignantly, she rebuked the chief picket, "Mr. Picket, you can't just take Mr. Hockley's side of the story and determine that Mr. Dawson is a thief. "

"Oh, dear Miss Leslie, I don't think Mr. Picket is at fault. This poor boy from third class had a good motive to steal my belongings. Karl retorted haughtly.

As he spoke, he also pulled Rose over very rudely, hugged Rose's waist tightly, gritted his teeth secretly, and said to Rose with a hint of warning: "Do you say yes, my fiancée." "

"Carl, you're a bastard. Rose glared back at Carl in exasperation.

Bruce, who had been watching from the sidelines, watched everything that happened in the field with a little playfulness.

He knew that it was all Carl's arrangement, and that his stolen jewels would be found from Jack's body.

Sure enough, the two security guards who were holding Jack pretended to search Jack's body.

A vigilante quickly pulled an item out of Jack's coat pocket.

"Found it!".

With that, he handed a beautiful blue gemstone necklace into the hands of the inspector.

The fat inspector raised the corners of his mouth and smiled smugly.

"All right, everybody. There is evidence that this Mr. Dawson is indeed a shameless person who stole Mr. Hockley's jewelry. The inspector general took it upon himself to convict Jack.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Inspector General. Carl nodded in acknowledgement and smiled falsely.

With that, Karl grabbed Rose without doubt and said, "Okay, Rose." I think you should go back and rest. "

Seeing that Carl's task had been completed, the inspector began to drive away the crowd of onlookers.

"Alright, passengers, the matter has come to light, let's all disperse. "

After saying that, he turned back and instructed his two men: "Put this thief in the utility room, and when the ship arrives at the port, hand him over to the local court." "

The chief picket said, turning to Leslie and Bruce very proudly: "I believe that the strict and fair judge will give the most correct verdict." "

Then, regardless of Leslie's reaction, she left with someone escorting the struggling Jack away.

Leslie's face flushed with anger, but she was helpless.

"Bruce, why don't you come out and stop them?" Leslie reproached.

Bruce shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't you see it yet?" "

"See what?" Leslie wondered.

"They're all in a bunch. Bruce explained.

"How so?" Carl and the Inspector General teamed up to frame Jack? Why?" Leslie cried out excitedly.

"Alright, Leslie. This is a very normal thing. If it were Carl, I might have done even more than Carl when I saw my fiancée in and out with a strange man I had only known for less than two days. Bruce said.

"Bruce, Rose doesn't love Carl at all. Leslie was a little disappointed.

Bruce's words made Leslie suddenly feel as if she couldn't see him clearly.

Previously, Leslie had always felt that Bruce had always been indifferent from thousands of miles away.

But he must be a gentle and kind gentleman at heart.

That's what Leslie thought when he jumped off the guardrail to save Rose.

But now, she seems to notice that Bruce's body seems to be wrapped in another layer of fog, making it impossible for her to see that the man in front of her is not what she thought he was before.

As the first friend Rose had met since she got on the boat, Leslie was well aware of Rose's inner pain and struggles.

That's why just now, she was desperate to speak to Jack and Rose.

"Whether she loves Carl or not, she's Carl's fiancée, isn't she, Miss Leslie. Bruce shook his head and chuckled.

Seeing that Leslie was arguing about something more, Bruce immediately interrupted, "Alright, Miss Leslie." It's cold outside, so you might as well go back to your room and get some rest. But ......".

Speaking of this, Bruston paused, showed a mysterious smile and said, "However, you must remember not to sleep too hard at night." If you notice anything unusual, remember to run to the deck as soon as possible, preferably to a place where there is a suspended traffic boat. "

"What?" Leslie was a little confused.

"Nothing, you'll know then. Bruce didn't explain much, turned around and waved his hand in a dashing manner.

Looking at the background of Bruce's departure, Leslie was so angry that she stomped her feet in place.

"This guy, again. The words were incomprehensible and left. Leslie said indignantly.

She had planned to have a fabulous night out with Bruce.

Who knew that the plan was disrupted by the sudden interlude, and now Bruce ran away without saying a word, just like last night.

With Leslie's previous good opinion of Bruce, she even thought about if Bruce could take the initiative.

She doesn't even mind some wonderful things that will happen on the rest of her journey with Bruce.

Right now...... Leslie snorted as if in a bit of a rage, and stamped her foot away in annoyance.

She swore she would never talk to that angry guy again for the next few days.

Well...... A few days or something too serious, that's one day, one day without talking to him.

One day, no less!