Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

He looked around. Only half of the people were still floating on the boat. The other half had sunk to the bottom of the sea. Snow-white frost had begun to form on the faces of the floating corpses.

The scene was extremely horrible.

Jiang Chen did not rush to board other ships. Because this world was not important to him. He was alive only because he did not want to die. And what he had done before, for Jiang Chen, was not that they were worth saving, but that he had saved his own life.

The lifeboat of the Carpathia rushed over, trying to snatch back lives from the hands of death as quickly as possible.

This was the real moment, one life per second.

When Jiang Chen was rescued on board, he also felt a little numb.

The crew patted his face in panic and said in fear, "Sir? Sir!"

Jiang Chen was a little helpless and turned his head to avoid it, "Alive."

"God bless! God bless! Amen!"

After hearing this, Jiang Chen felt no fluctuation in his heart. He did not think that the so-called God had taken care of him at all. If he really cared about his people, he would not have placed an iceberg on the way back to the Titanic.

When they met the lifeboat of the Titanic, they heard a noisy voice there, "Why don't you let us board Carpathia quickly!"

"I want a warm stove! Tea! I can pay tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of dollars! Just don't let me stay in this crowded, dilapidated and easily capsized boat! God!"

Mrs. Morley couldn't help but curse, "Enough! Stop showing off your noble pomp! Now is not the time for you to drink tea and chat!"

"Ah! You, a fat woman with vulgar manners, dare to yell at me! Do you know who I am!"

Mrs. Morley said coldly, "Don't think you are so noble! Mr. Guggenheim is in the sea, you are on the boat, if you want to talk about nobility, you should go down first and make room for those who really cherish life!"

The noble lady made an unbelievable expression and shouted in surprise, "Oh! God! What evil nonsense are you talking about!"

This voice is a little familiar, Jiang Chen sat up by the side of the boat. The woman who had been shouting non-stop fell silent when she saw his pale face under the flashlight, and shrank back into the corner timidly.

Because before the Titanic sank, Jiang Chen shot her on the lifeboat that was about to be lowered. She had no doubt that if she continued to show off in front of him, she would be thrown off the ship.

Mrs. Morley was relieved to see him. Finally, she saw a living acquaintance.

She muttered to God for a while, and couldn't help asking about Jiang Chen's situation. "Hawkley, how do you feel?"

Jiang Chen only replied, "It's safe. Thank you for your concern."

The morning light was just rising.

It dyed the sea red, like bright red blood.

The Carpathia took most of the people. After counting, there were 2,200 people on the Titanic, but now there are only 1,800 less than 1,900 people.

Most of the missing and dead were crew members on the Titanic.

After a night, the clothes soaked in sea water stuck to the body, which was extremely uncomfortable, but Murdoch Will didn't feel it at all.

He leaned against the side of the ship, staring numbly at the rising red sun in the distance.

Captain Smith was not rescued. He was willing to sink into the deep sea of ​​the Atlantic Ocean with his merits and demerits and the unsinkable Titanic.

Thinking of the passenger who died in his hands, he, a tall man, covered his face and cried bitterly.

He killed someone. An innocent person. That was originally a passenger of the Titanic. It was them, the entire Titanic crew, who had the responsibility to protect the passengers who brought them to the United States. But he did not die in the ocean, nor was he killed by the boiler on the ship. He died in his hands, in the hands of the crew who should protect him.

Twenty-two hundred people, only eighteen hundred survived. No matter how hard they tried, there were still four hundred people who slept forever in this cold ocean.

Claimed to be unsinkable, but sank on its maiden voyage.

How ridiculous! How ridiculous!

Murdoch wiped his tears, touched the gun in his uniform pocket, slowly took it out, put it on his head, pulled the trigger, and shot himself. After a slight sound, he opened his eyes and opened the gun chamber. The bullets had been used up when he was intimidating the crowd to maintain order last night.

The gun slammed on the deck with a bang.

He buried his head and said nothing. Several other officers of the Titanic came over and looked for him. No one was not sad. They all sighed, "First mate, we have tried our best."

...

This is undoubtedly a tragedy of the century.

Tragedy of the century.

If they knew that only 700 of the 2,200 people on the ship could survive, I wonder what they would think of the 1,800 people who survived now.

Before the Carpathia arrived at the port of New York, the dock was surrounded by reporters from various newspapers who heard the news. Countless people came to look for their relatives and friends among the 1,800 survivors.

Old Hawkley was among them.

Fortunately, when he saw the people coming down from the deck in a relatively safe manner, as an old fox who had worked in the Eternal Mall for many years, he couldn't help but shed tears.

He almost ignored the so-called etiquette and manners, staggered over and hugged his only son. The day before yesterday, he received news that the Titanic hit an iceberg, and the Carpathia arrived this afternoon.

Jiang Chen was silent for a long time before he patted his back in a comforting manner.

Comfort? What's the use? After all, his real son is no longer here.

This is the father of the original owner. The de facto master of Pittsburgh's Hockley Steel Company.

The Hawkley family is a new aristocracy that has only been prosperous for a few decades in the industrial era. It is not as good as the old aristocracy that has been passed down for many years. Therefore, Hawkley is interested in marrying with the nobles who are declining and living in poverty.

In this era, there were two ways to obtain noble status. One is to gain recognition from the royal family and make a huge contribution to the kingdom, and the other is to have unparalleled wealth, enough to attract the declining old nobles to marry him.

Even so, it is not necessary. Because Huo Keli can be considered a noble with a title anyway, not a commoner. If Hawkley is really a simple nouveau riche, Mrs. Bukater, who has a high vision, will not be so positive about Rose and Carl's marriage. She must have a condescending attitude that marrying Rose will be her blessing for several lifetimes.

Little Hockley himself is extremely talented in business, and he is a well-rounded person. It is foreseeable that this steel company will become even more prosperous in his hands.

He only needs to ensure that his wife will not hinder the Hawkley family. On this basis, if the other party has the status of an old noble, that will be the icing on the cake.

Old Hockley and Old Bukater had some friendship in the past years. It happened that as soon as Karl arrived in England, he fell in love with the young lady of the Bukater family. As a father, Old Hockley just felt that he was just following the trend.

He's a businessman and can see it's a win-win.

"Karl, where is your fiancée?" After all, the marriage was already confirmed. Now he only saw Karl but not Rose. Old Hockley asked doubtfully.

Jiang Chen: "Our engagement has been cancelled."

"..."

"What happened?"

"I'm sorry. Rose doesn't like me very much, and I don't like her very much either. So I decided to call off the wedding."

"You don't like her?" Before you returned to the United States, you sent a telegram saying that Rose is a beauty, stubborn and cute, a girl with a very personal personality, and nothing like other people's dull rag doll ladies! I can't wait to use all the words of praise on Miss Bukater.

Why did he suddenly change his style of painting?

"I haven't seen her since the shipwreck."

Old Hockley obviously misunderstood this sentence to mean that Rose had been killed, and said regretfully, "Poor girl." He thought for a moment, "I know you like Rose very much, and I'm sorry about this. Carl, you are Heir to the company, I hope you get over the pain as soon as possible and then resolve your lifelong issues.

It is impossible for him to watch his son indulge in Rose and remain unmarried for the rest of his life. From a father's perspective, he hopes that his son will not pay too much. He didn't want to see Karl feeling melancholy over a dead girl.

Of course, when he later heard from others that Rose had betrayed Carl, Old Hawk's face turned green.

They both posted five hundred wedding posts on the Titanic. Not to mention that around Pittsburgh, everyone with some status knew about Carl and Rose's marriage. This time the Burkarts and their daughter came to the United States from England. They originally planned to hold a wedding for the two of them as soon as Rose arrived.

Unexpectedly.

Unexpectedly...

This strengthened his determination to find a good girl for Karl to start a family and start a business again.

But he never imagined that Ruth Bukater could still lose face and come to him. She wanted to find Carl, but after the Titanic incident, Old Hockley asked him to go out and relax. It was sunset in Bratt, and she came to ask for help from Hawkley.

At that time, Old Hawkley just sneered and unceremoniously chose to go against the gentlemanly behavior and drive people away. What should he say? How could she have the face to come to Karl's door after her daughter had humiliated him so much?

Later, I heard that this lady with high ambitions couldn't let go of her aristocratic appearance, so she started working as a female worker in order to make ends meet.

Even though she was working as a working girl, she still wore her tall feather hat, gorgeous gems, and velvet dark green coat.

Old Hockley felt that he simply did not understand women's thoughts. If it were him, he would immediately buy up all his family property and reinvest it...

If Mrs. Bukater had such courage and vision, she would not be depressed all day long because of the half of Hawkley's property that Rose had lost due to her escape from the marriage.

Before Murdoch could settle down, he was sued by Brando. The reason was that the first officer shot and killed his brother Tommy on the Titanic.

It no longer matters why you killed someone. What matters is that he killed someone.

As he sat on the ragged prison blanket, Murdoch relaxed.

Even in prison, he heard about the Titanic crisis outside for a long time.

Captain Smith, who sank the Titanic, was at the forefront. Some say he was calm and fearless in the face of danger, while others say he speeded up without authorization and should be fully responsible for the sinking of the Titanic.

They said that Smith was so obsessed with fame and wealth that he ignored the two thousand lives on board! It was he who caused this shipwreck!

When he heard the news, Murdoch couldn't help crying in the corner for a long time. He watched the gray-haired captain walk into the wheelhouse and never come out again.

He is already dead.

However, public opinion did not even spare this old man.

In this prison, has he avoided many sharp knives of words?

Murder is a felony. Murdoch thought he would spend the rest of his life in a prison that would never see the light of day, but he never thought he would be saved one day.

He was grateful to Carl Hock for this.

He will have a new life. And is about to witness the rise of a business empire.

………

Carl Hockley, for the mainland, this name is simply thunderous.

He is the only person who has been given the title of earl by the royal family in a hundred years. Not only because his company is one of the largest steel companies in Europe, but also because his contribution to the development of modern economics, physics, optoelectronics, computers, humanities, etc. is immeasurable.

The Great Recession that began in 2009 and lasted for four years did not slow him down, but rather served as a stepping stone for him. He turned the tide and forcibly adjusted the market share to help the country emerge from the economic gloom.

He has experienced the Titanic shipwreck and the economic depression that brought down countless companies. But he and his company are still standing on this land.

People say that he received guidance from the gods, and his far-sighted vision allowed him to avoid most crises in his life at just the right time. The Industrial Revolution allowed his father to establish a steel company, and the new technological revolution allowed him to establish the era of big data.

However, there is no need to think that because he is good at economics and engineering, he knows nothing about art and aesthetics.

His name can be heard in various fields, including language, painting, history, drama, and even Eastern tea ceremony and calligraphy. It is worth noting that he showed special concern and support for Eastern civilization.

So when someone said that he should think about his country's economy and ignore his enemies, he replied with a sentence that has confused the world for many years, "If it is really based on belonging, the most important thing I should do is give up Hawke."

Because Calhokli is not considered a belonging.

If Jiang Chen wants to take full control of the initiative, then if he is a monster, the human race should be wiped out. If he is a human, all other five races should be dead. If he is a god, all humans, monsters, and monsters should be wiped out.

But he often couldn't even control his own identity, so how could he kill all the hostile clans time and time again. If this is the case, no matter who is destroyed, he should be among those who should die.

This is just an interest that occasionally expands in a certain life.

…

Rose knew all this.

She listened to Karl Hockli and looked at his name, and she almost didn't recognize these words.

Everything marked everywhere is produced by Hockley Company.

She escaped from the suffocating cage, but found that the outside world that Canary yearned for was not as beautiful as she imagined. The shadow of Carl Hockley still hung over her head.

Canary is Canary, no matter how strong she is, she is still an aristocratic lady with an exquisite life. Her life with Jack was filled with artistic romance in the early days. Jack is indeed very motivated, but their life is just food and clothing. Jack's paintings were great in Rose's eyes, but just like Picasso, they failed to appreciate his talent.

How could it be different compared to Karl?

She thought Karl didn't have any artistic flair, but she found out that he wasn't. This made her feel a little regretful later. However, Rose has always been a strong and independent girl, and she will never change her view of Karl because of this. Because her personal experience is enough to show how stubborn and arrogant Karl is!

Even if she married him, she would not be happy. Karl never liked her. He just regarded her as a treasure that could be collected. When he was happy, he showed her off and showed her off. When she was unhappy, he locked her up, just like the heart of the ocean. But she is alone! People of flesh and blood! She is not that ignorant gem who can just let others do whatever she wants!

Jack opened the door of the hut, holding a cigarette in his mouth. Once he returned to his room, he took out his pen and started writing and drawing on the drawing board.

Rose rubbed her hair in annoyance, "Jack. We need to talk."

"Huh? What's wrong? Honey."

"Don't you think our life is a little tense?"

Jack sighed and saw the abstract oil paintings filled in the small room, "If you could buy less Picasso or Monet paintings, you would be a lot more comfortable."

"What do you mean? Don't you think these paintings are very artistic?"

"Of course. They are all beautiful, I admit. But Rose, our economy is no longer enough for you to just buy their paintings."

"This is art! How can art be measured by money?"

Jack took a deep drag on his cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and said nothing.

For Rose, art is more important than life. But she is no longer a noble lady. And his current strength does not allow her to collect, appreciate and support other people's artistic creations all over the world. It was okay for him to live on the street and be a homeless writer, but he couldn't bear it. He spent all his money buying paintings and let Rose sleep on the street.

Rose obviously couldn't understand, and said loudly, "Karl will never stop me from buying Picasso's paintings!" Even though he always called Picasso a nobody, but she wanted to bring paintings with her when she wanted to buy paintings, Carl would never stop her. Let Speer help carry the luggage.

Carl Hockley!

Jack was slightly startled when he heard the name from her mouth. Is this a compliment? Maybe it is indeed a compliment. Rose mentioned him more and more. From the beginning she complained that the man only knew about money and did not understand art, but now he said that at least he would not stop her from buying Picasso and Monet paintings...

He suddenly felt a little cold in his heart.

Rose also took a cigarette, put it to her mouth, lit the firework, and blew out a smoke ring. Jack sighed and took the cigarette out of her mouth, "It's not good for your health."

Rose frowned, "You can't buy paintings, and you can't smoke cigarettes. Why can you men smoke, but I can't."

"..." Jack also had a headache, and he could no longer suppress his anger. He pushed the painting on the table away with a slap, "So what do you want!"

Because she abandoned her identity, abandoned everything, and followed him to live. So no matter when, he tried his best to satisfy Rose's wishes and tolerate her temper! But she really didn't understand the human feelings of the lower class!

Life is not only about art, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. Didn't her rough hands tell her what the life of the poor in the United States was like?

When Rose saw him like this, she immediately remembered the tea table that Carl had pushed over on the Titanic. Carl relied on his family's wealth, and the Bucat family relied on him. So what did Jack rely on? Wasn't it because she liked him that he left home and had no one to rely on?

Her face also became ugly. The curve of her lips painted with red lipstick was flattened, and she took off the cigarette and threw it on the ground casually, and left this dark and narrow house filled with smoke. She had had enough of this numb life!

She walked away without looking back, Jack turned over the table with a gloomy face. He stroked his hair back with one hand, extremely annoyed, and his expression wanted to laugh and cry.

Finally, he kicked over the paintings around him and walked back and forth in the dim room.

He calmed down, thought about it, packed up the valuables in the house, and found a casino. Last time he gambled, he won the ticket for the Titanic and met Rose, the one he loved most in his life. This time, he must be able to do it too.

At least everything can be made a little better.

Maybe the goddess of luck favors Rose more, at least Rose has become a famous actress, but Jack's leg was broken because of his heavy debts.

Rose went home and saw that everything was in a mess, and finally realized that this was completely different from her ideal romantic life. The days she wanted should be to live in a clean and tidy cottage by the sea, appreciate Monet and Picasso's paintings with him at sunset, and listen to Beethoven's sonata with the sea breeze, instead of watching mice bite famous paintings in a dim and narrow board house like now. There is neither long poem nor piano.

Rose is still beautiful, beautiful and fashionable. When she came in with a tall hat, Jack popped out from a pile of nude paintings.

"Jack, you disappoint me so much!"

"..."

"I always say that Carl is not a gentleman, but it seems that you are not as good as him!"

Jack finally sat up from all kinds of paintings, and his hair was not combed for months. He said, "I am not as good as him? Rose, Carl is not a gentleman, are you a lady? Don't joke! You are really cheap in aristocratic etiquette to be with another man while you are engaged to Carl."

After speaking, he fell silent first. He realized how harsh his words were to a lady who was once a celebrity. He regretted it a little.

Rose felt completely dejected for a moment.

"Enough! Jack! I didn't come here for you to insult me!" She took out money from her bag, suppressed the pain in her heart, "Go and pay off your debts."

For a long time, there was a deathly silence.

Jack asked, "What? Are you leaving?"

"..."

"I should have thought that a noble lady like you could not endure the life of the poor." He slapped the money with one hand, almost hysterical, "Play your polo! Buy your Picasso! Listen to your Beethoven!"

"I wish you and your new lover a long and lasting life!"

Rose's face turned red and white. Seeing him like this, she had little affection left in her heart and turned away.

A few days later, Jack's body was turned out from a pile of nude paintings.

The autopsy said that he died of alcohol poisoning. Jiang Chen knew the news of the New York painter's death due to drunkenness, and he had to say that this was similar to the original owner's unexplained death.

I wonder if the romantic artist would feel that it would be better if he died in that shipwreck.

At least they will be lovers who love each other till death.

As a result, Rose and Jack were reported in the newspapers the next day.

Jiang Chen was implicated very unfortunately.

The industry giant, Little Hawkley, had never intended to get married. So the grievances between Carl and Rose in the past were exposed clearly.

There were many survivors of the Titanic. Rose and Carl's wedding invitations were widely sent out, and the fact that the boss was actually stolen by a poor boy in the third class cabin was pieced together.

Everyone was very sympathetic. This may be the only failure in Carl Hawkley's life. No matter who it is, if you meet such a fiancée, you will not have the idea of ​​getting married in the short term. It's just that his "short term" is much longer than that of ordinary people.

He was so affectionate and unrepentant that he had not married for more than ten years.

In comparison, Jack died at home and his body stank, and Rose was suspected of finding a new love, which made people even more confused.

Jiang Chen found that he was often looked at with sympathy:?

In order to avoid being targeted by powerful figures in the business world, Rose's new husband decided to temporarily hide her.

No one can guarantee that if Rose's face continues to appear in the movie, Carl Hawkley will not think of the old love and hatred and do something to his new husband Rose.

Of course, it turned out that he thought too much.

Carl Hawkley never remembered that there was a person named Rose in the world. Or to be more precise, Carl, who could remember Rose Bukater, had already died on the so-called dream ship.

The author has something to say: Isn’t it time to recognize the word Hawkley?

I don’t recognize him anymore hahahaha

Thank you little angel 35737320 smashing thunder