Marvel's Last Angel

Chapter 175 Where are you going?
Life is still the same, but there are fewer and fewer visitors to the bookstore, and the people who come and go are people with ulterior motives, observing or monitoring.The angel rescued the imprisoned Avengers, which made those who cared feel fear and fear.Some people who wanted to enter were also stopped by mysterious people.

But these nightmares don't care anymore. During the day, no one sleeps on their stomachs, and at night they drink by the lamp, and their lives become depraved.She seems to have given up on finding answers, and doesn't care about the impending crisis.In the past, she just liked wine purely, but now she likes the feeling of being drunk.Although she doesn't get drunk.

It was another late night, and Yan was lying on the table, obviously drunk again.She was wearing thin clothes, her long hair was spread messily on the table, her eyes were closed, and she looked hazy.

The streets were also silent, and there was no moon tonight, and the darkness was a good cover.

"Da da da.....!"

The sound of footsteps came from the dark street corner, which seemed a little dark and terrifying in this environment.

The street is as dark as ink, and this figure is even blacker than this "ink". It seems that the darkness around him has been swallowed up by it, and only some outlines are faintly visible. Hat, hands behind back.is an old man.

The black shadow paced unhurriedly, walked out of the alley, turned around the street corner, and slowly approached the bookstore.At one point, the figure is enveloped by the light cast by the bookstore.

Standing under the light, the old man didn't seem to be very used to it. He narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head to look at the shining bookstore.Through the window, he saw Yan lying on the table.His eyes flickered slightly, and the next moment he took a step forward.

The quiet bookstore is like stagnant air, panicking quietly, with only a faint sound of breathing.

"Hic..."

The wooden door was pushed open from the outside, an abrupt sound broke the silence, and it exploded violently.The sound of the friction between the wood is very harsh in such an environment, making the scalp numb.

The black shadow pushed open the unclosed wooden door and looked around the room.Without hesitation, he still walked slowly into the bookstore.The hunchbacked figure was captured by the light, and when he arrived here, the shadow stopped, revealing his appearance.

It's old Jack.

On normal nights, old Jack would never appear here, he always went home.The bookstore at night, either belongs to the darkness, or only belongs to the nightmare.On such a night, at such a sensitive moment, an ordinary old man would appear where he should not be.

and. . . . .No one noticed it, including the nightmare in the store.

There was one more person who shouldn't exist in the quiet bookstore, and Yan was still lying on his stomach, his body undulating slightly.I didn't realize that there was one more person here.

The door closed silently, locking the darkness out.Yes, quietly.There was no screeching sound.

Old Jack cast his eyes on the little girl on the table, and his brows were slightly wrinkled by the thin clothes on her body.Then he looked to the side, and saw several empty wine bottles scattered on the ground, and the remaining wine stains flowed down the bottles to the ground, staining the ground red.Old Jack frowned even tighter.

Yan was lying on the table, his face was hidden behind the loose long blood-colored hair.With one hand clenched into a fist, blood vessels can be seen palely.The other hand held an empty bottle, which should have just been finished.

Old Jack heaved a long sigh, his voice was so soft that he couldn't detect it, he was deliberately suppressing it.She shook her head slightly, with inexplicable distress in her eyes.

He stepped forward, reaching out his hand to remove the wine bottle that Yan was holding.He paused at the moment of contact.Looking at the wrinkled hand stretched out to him, the unfurled eyebrows became even tighter.

The rickety waist straightened in the next moment, the rickety back became straight, the old face became handsome and majestic, the wrinkled hands became slender and powerful, the gray hair grew and turned black in an instant, and the body was covered by a black robe.

It was the mysterious man in black.

It turned out that this was the case, old Jack turned out to be the man in black robe.

This time without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to remove the wine bottle that Yan was holding, and gently put it aside without making a sound.He bent down slightly, stretched out his hand to caress Yan's thin shoulder, and shook it with a kiss.

"Pity... pity!" A pleasant and magnetic voice came out, softly calling Nightmare's name.

Yan seemed to be aware of it, moved a little, and whispered in his mouth, and then stopped moving.

"Pity...?" the black-robed man called out again, seeing that Yan didn't respond, he shook his head slightly.Reaching out to brush away Yan's hair, Yan's pretty face is revealed, the reddish face after drinking is cute and full of charm.

The man in black leaned out, pulled Yan's body, and let her lean on him.A strong hand hugged Yan horizontally.

Nightmare's young body was in his arms, and the man in black was shocked.The temperature and breath on Yan's body made him almost lose control, and he wanted to cry out of control.

Just like that, holding Yan in his arms, he lifted his steps lightly and walked upstairs.The steps are very steady, without any amplitude.

The lights on the second floor turned on automatically, and the man in black walked towards the stairs leading to the third floor with Yan in his arms.The room on the third floor is restricted, and no one can enter without Yan's permission, but the restriction imposed by Yan has no effect.The man in black seemed to be very familiar with the restriction, and entered easily.

This is Yan's bedroom, and no one usually comes in.The man in black skillfully laid Yan flat on the bed, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, and covered her gently.Everything is so natural, so skilled.

After all this was done, the man in black didn't move any more, he just watched quietly, at Yan's pretty face, at the mark between Yan's eyebrows.

After a long time, the man in black leaned out, kissed Yan's forehead with his lips, and stretched out his hand to straighten Yan's hair.Then he sighed.

There was another long silence, he looked at Yan and sometimes frowned, sometimes turned over, and sometimes kicked the quilt away.His heart also changed, following Zou Mei, he pulled up the quilt and covered Yan again.

Just like that, after watching it all night, gradually, there was a little light outside the window.The man in black woke up suddenly, and suddenly realized that the night had passed.

He turned around and looked out the window, then turned his head to look at Yan's pretty face again, staring intently.The next moment, he turned around resolutely and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, the hand was pulled, and the black-robed man was shocked, and the footsteps that were about to leave stopped instantly, and his heart beat violently.For a moment it seemed to freeze.until a call rang.

"Father...where are you going?"

Hearing this voice, the man in black couldn't keep calm any longer, and suddenly turned around.The eyes hidden under the black hood met Kuan's eyes.

Nightmare's eyes are bright and full of wisdom, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, showing a hint of cunning.

"Pity...you..."

The man in black trembled his hands and trembled his voice, looking at Yan's eyes in surprise, these are not the eyes that just woke up.

"Father...where are you going!"

Yan fiercely threw himself into the arms of the man in black, repeating these words over and over again.Tears fell down and wet the black robe.

"Pity..."

A loving voice called out her daughter's name and hugged her tightly.As before.

No one knew how much Nightmare missed his father.In countless dark nights, when countless solitudes come, the voice and appearance of the father will appear.This embrace is still so wide, like a mountain that will never fall down, it is her support.

"Father...don't leave me again!"

(End of this chapter)