"Who knows......"

"Don't you dislike oil painting? Why are you suddenly interested in this? Xin was also a little curious.

"I just don't like Ruth's eyes," Carl shook his glass slightly, lowering his eyelashes, his deep, gray-green eyes unpredictable, "I'm never bad at the level of appreciation I should have." ”

"And what does Mr. Hockley think of me? The aesthetic eye of a little maid? ”

"It's not annoying."

He smiled slightly, fleetingly.

……

On the calm waters of the North Atlantic, the Titanic's huge hull is bathed in the April sun.

The temperature in this warm current is slightly warmer, and the sky is fine, so you can see the limit of your vision at a glance.

The boundless deep blue sea continues to extend to the horizon in the distance, and the color gradually becomes lighter, and finally completely merges with the sea and the sky, presenting a vast and open visual feast.

Captain Smith and his first mate, Murdoch, stood on the front bridge blowing the sea breeze, watching with satisfaction as the people below indulged in the charm of nature.

"Let her swim in the sea, Mr. Murdoch."

"Yes, Captain."

The Titanic, which was speeding up, broke a white trail on the surface of the sea, and the snow-white waves rolled around the hull like a huge zipper that kept unraveling.

The two young men excitedly ran to the foredeck, leaned over the guardrail of the bow, and looked at the blue sea dozens of meters away from them.

"Hey Ophelia, where did you just go? How come I can't find you anywhere? Jack asked, leaning over the guardrail, his voice a little muffled by the sea breeze.

"I'm looking for creative inspiration just like you!" Shin also took off his hat and replied, "A wonderful scenery like no other! Jack! It's my paradise! ”

"Yes! Heaven! ”

Jack whistled a long whistle, stood on his feet, spread his arms, and shouted loudly against the salty wind:

"I'm the king of the world—"

"King of the World—"

"Hey look, Aophee! You see! You see! ”

"What?" Xin also looked down in the direction of his finger, and a leaping figure was as fast as lightning, splashing a short wave on the sea in front of the bow.

"See?" Jack smiled and showed a deep dimple, and then continued, "One more, look!" It's going to jump! ”

A dolphin suddenly leaps high into the air, making a graceful arc in the air, stirring up surging waves as it dives to the bottom.

The dolphins gathered more and more, and soon a group of chasing and frolicking dolphins swam left or right in front of the Titanic, free and happy, unrestrained.

Xin also pulled the steel cable next to him, the corners of his lips were raised, his eyes were slightly closed, and he quietly felt the ease and comfort of this moment.

——

The hour hand tilted, and gradually reached the center of four or five. The golden glow of dusk shimmered orange-red on the deck, illuminating the handsome face of the blonde boy's extraordinarily focused.

Jack is sketching a father and daughter in a sketchbook, the tip of the pen smeared with the shadow on the little girl's sleeve. Next to him was a glamorous woman in a wide trench coat, equally earnestly holding a drawing board, drawing a sunset scene belonging to the Titanic.

"It's a nice boat, isn't it?" The father who was holding the girl spoke to a man with a wine bottle.

"Yes, Irish steamers." The man leaned on his knees in front of the railing and took a long sip of wine.

"It's from England, isn't it?"

"No, it was made in Ireland. Built by 15,000 Irish workers, it's rock solid. ”

"Oh, the Irish have two."