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

The endless night.

A gorgeous cruise ship sailed on the dark and boundless sea. In the darkness, the moonlight became deeper. From the still calm sea, the warm light flashing from the windows of hundreds of rooms on the cruise ship was so warm and bright. But compared with the dark and boundless sea, it became so weak and powerless.

The sound of the waves lingered in the ears, making people calm and chilling.

The cruise ship was still brightly lit, and people were dancing and talking in the magnificent hall with a smile.

The gentlemen wore decent suits, and the ladies wore gorgeous court dresses and tall feather hats. Sometimes they would show off to each other, as if whoever had a gorgeous dress and a higher hat had a more noble status.

In the gorgeous and exquisite cabin, the snow-white doors carved with gold were tightly closed. When the living room was bustling, all the guests should have gathered here.

At this time, in the quiet corridor of the room, a young man walked back and forth with some depression, lingering. After a while, he made up his mind not to care about Rose who was crying in the room, put on his hat, and walked to the front hall.

Her crying was extremely annoying. Rose, Rose, I didn't give you anything you wanted, but even so, can't I win your heart?

The more Carl thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He sat at the long table with a commercial smile on his face and a perfunctory look. Anyone who was a little thoughtful could see that he was really absent-minded and wandering. Therefore, the people at the table had to greet him casually and let him go.

As the successor of Hawkley Steel Company and one of the largest investors in the Titanic, Carl was a young talent among the crowd. The point was that he was still single. Well, although he seems to have been betrothed, I heard that the other party's family fell into poverty and relied on the relationship of the deceased to force her to come.

As the saying goes, as long as the hoe is used well, there is no need to worry about not digging the corner of the wall.

Listening to the surrounding ladies chattering about Carl's preferences and recommending noble ladies to him intentionally or unintentionally, Rose's mother, wearing a dark green satin dress, used a tall hat to cover the mockery and contempt on her face.

Although she did not directly refute what those ladies said, the smug look on her face was almost impossible to conceal. She leaned back in the chair and stroked her nails elegantly.

No matter how good other ladies are, Carl just likes their Rose. Her Rose is naturally beautiful, talented and beautiful, and gentle and considerate. How could she not be welcomed by these young talents?

If she were to say, even if her family fell into poverty, it would not matter. Rose's suitors could line up from Notre Dame de Paris to the British bell tower. If Carl's family was not really rich, they could help their family survive. Her Rose may not be Carl's fiancée.

The noise in his ears became more and more piercing. Carl looked cold, thinking of Rose hugging and kissing the poor boy in the low-class warehouse, ignoring his warnings several times, and suddenly felt that his dignity was seriously insulted. He opened a bottle of wine and drank it straight down.

Rose's mother's sharp voice sounded, and the sarcasm of the fat Mrs. Morley at the next table made him feel extremely irritated.

He opened another bottle and drank it in one gulp. Repeatedly.

The people at the same table couldn't help but start to persuade. Carl pushed away the crowd, took the bottle of wine, and walked to his room in a daze.

The dance hall was still very lively, and it didn't change at all because of one person's frustration.

Carl took a deep step and a shallow step, holding the cabin, and walked all the way back. "Rose, Rose..." He threw the bottle of wine, took out an exquisite gun from his trouser pocket, loaded it, and walked towards his room in a daze.

Kill her. Such a thought suddenly popped up in Carl's mind.

Then his feet were empty, he missed the steps and fell headfirst.

His forehead hit the steps in the distance and he fainted.

…

Except for not understanding why he fell to the ground, Jiang Chen's other memories were very clear. The messy memories of this body kept flashing in his mind. Jiang Chen held the door and rubbed his forehead.

Jiang Chen found his way back to his room, and the door was not locked.

The memory of the past half an hour was very chaotic, and he didn't know how much alcohol he had drunk before, which made his mind dizzy. Jiang Chen almost suspected that he died of alcohol poisoning. He didn't react for a while and opened the door casually.

…

A woman was lying on the delicate and soft sofa. Her snow-white body was naked and exposed under the ambiguous light. The curves of her body were like God's most perfect masterpiece.

A blue, beautiful gem hung on the woman's slender neck. Even so, even if the Heart of the Ocean is a rare treasure in the world, it cannot take away her beauty.

Jack couldn't help but sigh for this. He looked at Rose lying on the sofa with a pious and purely appreciative look. The brush in his hand became more fluent, and the rustling sound was endless.

Soon, her beauty was on the paper.

Rose was a little shy. But she still looked at Jack. He looked really good when he was serious. He was obsessed with art, and his soul was so noble that she couldn't help but fall in love with him.

Even though he was just a third-class passenger, his dreams and ambitions were indelible. His spirit was extremely rich. Compared with Carl, who was full of copper smell and only knew money, Jack's soul was a hundred times, a thousand times higher than his.

This is exactly why she fell in love with Jack.

When the two of them blushed and their hearts beat fast, the door suddenly made a clear sound and clicked open.

Jiang Chen saw someone in the room, and his already confused mind immediately became more confused. Did he walk into the wrong room?

With a quick glance, in addition to the man facing the drawing board, there was also a naked woman on the sofa. The drawing board blocked her face, and Jiang Chen was stunned. "Sorry. Sorry for disturbing you." He quickly retracted his foot and clicked the door again.

The whole thing happened almost in an instant. Rose screamed, and Jack was also startled. The tip of the pen tilted, and a long mark appeared on the painting that was just a little bit short of completion. He was awakened by Rose and quickly took off his clothes to cover her.

The sound insulation effect of the room was quite good, and Jiang Chen did not hear screams in the room.

He stretched out his hand to rub his forehead, saw the key inserted in the door, and looked up at the door number. It was rare that he stayed there for a long time. A101, if my memory is correct, this is probably... the original owner's room?

"..."

He seemed to be a little sober and pulled out the key from the door. He held the cabin, suppressed the nausea of ​​the wine stirring in his stomach, and his footsteps floated.

The two people in the room were...

Mrs. Morley, who was so fat that she needed to wipe her sweat with a towel after taking a step, left the ballroom and planned to go back to her room. When she passed by here, she said, "Mr. Hockley, what are you doing..."

Jiang Chen vaguely felt that the person she was talking about was himself, and shook his head slightly, "It's okay."

"Oh. Okay." Mrs. Morley took two steps. She knew very well that because her husband controlled a gold mine in the west, everyone regarded their family as nouveau riche. Because he made a fortune and became a celebrity by relying on that gold mine, he was not a nobleman with noble blood or many years of inheritance. Of course, Mrs. Morley's mentality was still quite good. They had money and enough money, which was enough for her to sit in the first-class seat and participate in the conversation of the ladies. Even if they said bad things behind her back, when facing her, they would not fail to treat her as a real nobleman. There were countless nobles in the first class cabin. Even if their families were very, very rich, there were still some nobles who looked down on the nouveau riche. For example, Rose's mother, Mrs. Bucat, and the little Hockley in front of him who was trying to please Rose and obey his mother-in-law.

She took two steps and felt that his face was a little wrong, pale and bloodless, so Mrs. Molly retreated again, "Karl, how are you?"

Jiang Chen's head was buzzing, and he couldn't hear her words clearly. After a while, he felt that he was completely carried away.

Mrs. Molly ordered the maid to support him, "He drank too much." She looked around for a long time, "Where's Rose? Where's Ruth? This arrogant guy is at least their fiancé and future son-in-law who posted 500 posts, right? Why is there no one with him?"

There was no way to carry Hockley out to see people now. If he was seen, he might think that she was deliberately making him, a noble, lose face after he sobered up.

But she didn't know Hawkley's room...

Molly Brown was still hesitating, and the door in front of her suddenly opened. Rose ran out of the room in a hurry, holding the hand of the young man in the third class cabin she had met before. When she saw her, she said hello and ran away.

Mrs. Molly stayed for a while, and seemed to realize that the door in front of her was probably Hawkley's room.

She pushed open the door, and the sofa in the room was tilted, and paintings were placed in a mess. Molly asked someone to help Hawkley in and put him on the wide bed in the inner room, intending to ask his servant Speer to take care of him.

It is impossible to leave such a irrational person alone. Before leaving, Mrs. Molly looked around and suddenly saw that the green safe on the closet was still open. According to the etiquette of the nobility, she should not enter his room without the owner's permission, nor should she check other people's personal belongings without permission. It was just that the cabinet was open, which made her feel a little worried. She reached out to close the cabinet, revealing a corner of the hastily folded painting inside.

Out of curiosity, Mrs. Morley opened the painting.

In addition to the priceless Heart of the Ocean, there was also a naked woman in the painting. That was obviously Rose!

Mrs. Morley admired Rose very much. But...

If Rose, who was proud of her noble birth, knew that her daughter did such a thing, she would probably want to kill her.

On the back of the drawing paper it was written, Now you can lock me and the Heart of the Ocean in your safe.

The author has something to say: I originally planned to write about Hu Hai...

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The Titanic chapter will be a special extra and will be over soon hahahaha