Chapter 6: An Introduction to Laura

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In recent days, Jack and Rose have been passionately in love, and now after work, Situ Nan can no longer find anyone to chat with. Therefore, sometimes he sits on the deck facing the sea, playing the harmonica, and he can play for an entire day.

Sidu Nan even believed that he had contracted Godemore's disease

Hello! While Situ Nan was patrolling the first-class deck, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.

This was merely Si Tunann's thought, not to be spoken to others. He did not wish to continue these topics with this unfamiliar woman. After a moment of reflection, he said: "It is indeed a good idea, and I will consider it. Thank you. If there is nothing else, I still need to go ahead and take a look."

It is yet another sunny afternoon, and Situ Nan, dressed in uniform, is patrolling the deck. The atmosphere on the ship remains one of joy and leisure, yet for Situ Nan, it feels somewhat tedious.

Laura had seen Situ Nan several times, but it seemed as though she had never seen him smile. He appeared to be out of place with the atmosphere on the ship, as if there were a layer of mist obscuring him, making it difficult to see clearly.

Thus, Situ Nan gained an additional friend on the ship, Old Bi. Sometimes they would discuss various topics related to music, making the days not too lonely.

Especially at night, as the Titanic sailed on the dark sea, Situ Nan felt restless, as if standing on a ticking time bomb, fearing that at any moment it would collide with an iceberg

"Yes. I have heard your music, and it is truly wonderful," said the woman before me

Things of a kind come together, and people are grouped by their kind. Even in the lower class cabin, they find their happiness. Although at times they look enviously at the first-class passengers, the gatherings below are more lively, unrestricted, playing cards, drinking, dancing, arm wrestling, in short, finding every possible way to entertain themselves, forming a joyful sea.

Sidu Nan turned around and saw a young woman, dressed in a white dress, with blue eyes and golden hair, wearing a smile on her face

"Yes? Are you talking to me?" Situ Nan asked in confusion, looking around and noticing that there were no other people.

Si Tu Nan was almost unable to contain his curiosity upon seeing this violinist who resembled "Old Bi," and he wanted to ask, "Why, Teacher Bi, have you come as well? Have you switched from being a host to becoming a musician?"

Si Tu Nan, also known as Shi Dong Ni in the words of others, showcased his talents in the first-class cabin restaurant, after which life returned to tranquility, like a small ripple slowly spreading out before returning to calmness

Is that so? Thank you! Situ Nan observed that this woman's attire was quite respectable. This is the deck of the first-class cabin, and passengers from the second and third class generally cannot come up here. He thought to himself that she might have seen him perform "My Heart Will Go On" a few days ago in the restaurant.

On the luxurious Titanic, everyone can attain reasonable satisfaction. The gentlemen in first class hold fine wines, smoke cigars, and engage in grand discussions about economics, politics, law, and trade. The ship's telegraph machine sends and receives telegrams that are commands for various transactions they initiate. In short, they are the center of the universe, as technological advancements allow them to grasp the world without stepping outside.

Compared to musicians, crew members or sailors are indeed not considered a respectable profession

My name is Stony William. You can just call me Stony. How may I assist you? said Situ Nan. In fact, William is her mother's surname

A woman who can afford to sit in first class is either a wealthy heiress or the partner of a rich man. As for why she would talk to him, it could be out of boredom or a fleeting interest. Situ Nan does not believe that a sailor could attract a woman from first class, so he responds with little enthusiasm.

"I am pleased to meet you, my name is Laura Melon, you can just call me Laura," the woman said

Moreover, Situ Nan has always believed that music is merely his hobby, and there is no need to play music to please others. If he can survive this time, with his vision that surpasses others by a hundred years, he should be able to do quite well, shouldn't he

The ladies of high society are endlessly engaged in discussions about fashion, etiquette, and various salons of the upper class

They walked gracefully on the upper deck, dressed in splendid attire and adorned with wide sashes, exuding an air of dignity as they looked down upon the lower deck with noble elegance, never descending to the lower deck for fear of tarnishing their own nobility

Because Situ Nan did not think there was anything worth discussing with the woman named Laura, he turned and walked away before Laura could react. Although she was very beautiful, Situ Nan was not so naive as to fantasize about some fairy tale of a sailor and a princess

Death may not be the most terrifying thing; the agony of waiting for death is what is truly terrifying

On the vast ocean, a person's greatest enemy is loneliness. The only thing that intrigued Situ Nan was the discovery of a violinist on the ship, who was the same musician he had met in the first-class dining room that day. This musician bore a striking resemblance to a host named Bi Fujian, whom Situ Nan had seen on CCTV before going abroad in his previous life, commonly referred to as Old Bi

Oh, no, I just want to say that I have heard you play the piano in the restaurant, and there is a kind of sorrowful power to it. May I ask, since you play the piano so well, why not become a musician instead of a crew member? Of course, I do not think being a crew member is bad; I am just curious.

For most people, music is merely a diversion in life, and a certain somewhat special person is just a fleeting moment that passes by in life; each person should continue on their own path

The first-class passengers merely listened to a novel piece of music; Si Tu Nan was of little significance to them, at most just a minor exclamation mark, oh, that guy just played a relatively good piece of music

Si Tu Nan's soul has crossed over into the body of an unfortunate sailor, a choice that was not his to make. When it rains, it pours; misfortune follows misfortune. A wealthy young man with a bright future meets his end in a plane crash, only to have his soul inhabit the body of a humble sailor from a hundred years ago. To make matters worse, he finds himself aboard a ship that is about to sink. It is uncertain whether he will face death once more, and he has no inclination to pursue a career as a musician.

Of course, Situ Nan also knew that there was a wandering painter on the ship who was making significant progress in courting the steel magnate's son. Just now, Situ Nan saw Jack and Rose standing at the bow of the Titanic, embracing and kissing in the wind, it was truly romantic! Situ Nan even felt a sense of mourning for Hawke, who was sitting at the banquet, enjoying the attention from all sides; this guy's head was practically turning green.

Laura felt a sense of imbalance within her. Although she also despised the hypocritical etiquette of first class, it was always others who sought to please her. How did she encounter such a strange fellow? After hearing him play a moving piece in the restaurant for the first time, she saw that young sailor several times on the lower deck, either playing the harmonica or staring blankly at the sea, exuding an indescribable sense of loneliness

Old Bi was taken aback after listening, thinking to himself how this guy could speak in a way that was incomprehensible. Could it be that all musical geniuses are this strange? Ever since the astonishing piece played by Tai Chuan, Old Bi regarded Situ Nan as a genius; after all, how could a mere crew member play the piano so well?

Watching Situ Nan's receding figure, Laura felt a bit angry: how could this guy be so indifferent, as if he were unwilling to pay her any attention, it was too rude. Was it just because she played a good piece of music

If the Titanic had not sunk, it would have been a perfect journey. During breaks, Situ Nan would sometimes come over to play with Jack and the others, but every time he thought of the impending disaster, with so many vibrant lives destined to be buried in the depths of the sea, Situ Nan felt a wave of anguish in his heart and left after sitting for a while