Forced to focus on daily life [Comprehensive English and American]

Love is a fascinating and puzzling topic that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Whether it is Lancelot's obsession with Guinivea, Apollo's pursuit of Daphne, or Diarmuid's protection of the princess, these loves have influenced generations of poets and created more and richer stories. The love story makes everyone look forward to love.

It’s just that Rosie Mathers, the former Brooklyn death knight, saw too many people crying to her while carrying tons of vodka, and she understood “love” as a kind of Unhinged emotion.She hadn't experienced love until she got on the motorcycle that was about to deliver food and was hit head-on by a van.

As a result, it took her 10 minutes to digest the words of the boss Tony.

After digesting, she clenched her right fist and put it to her lips, coughed dryly twice, and said, "Tell me, boss, which female star do you like again, do you need me to call and invite you?" She said the last word , Feeling that something was wrong again, he quickly turned his head and looked out the car window.

Since she became Tony Stark's secretary, the number of times Rosie sat in the passenger seat was very few, and it was the first time to sit in the passenger seat of Tony's boss's car, but at this time she was not in the mood to experience it in detail. Through the window glass of the co-driver's seat, I looked at the child in front of the grocery store on the opposite street who was tiptoeing to give the boss change in a daze.

The Brooklyn death knight was jumping up and down on a Harley motorcycle in her heart, then slammed on the brakes, took off her helmet, and yelled to the sky: "Rosie Mathers! You idiot! Don't trust Tony Stark that Big radish!"

Rosie let out a long breath, stretched out her wrinkled facial features, then turned her head and said with a smile, "Do you need me to ask for a phone number?"

After finishing speaking, she kept smiling and looked into the boss's eyes.

At this moment, Tony didn't have any expression on his face. He didn't wear the usual pair of brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. Those caramel eyes looked at her without any barriers, as if her cheeks had grown a little at this moment. flower.

The forced smile on Rosie's face gradually collapsed, and she even felt a sense of helplessness that was unfamiliar to her. She shrank back reflexively, and her body was almost pressed against the car door.

"Boss?" She heard that her voice was a little weaker than usual.

A few seconds later, Tony sat up straight, pulled the handbrake, and said, "Let's not talk anymore, let's take you home. You haven't returned all night. Mr. and Mrs. Mathers are in a hurry."

Rosie nodded, and she didn't want to distinguish the overly complicated feelings in her heart, so she turned her face to look forward.

At this time, she suddenly felt a sudden shadow from the corner of her eye, and before she could react, she felt the soft and warm touch on her cheek.

The next second, the car started, the motor roared, and with a heart that seemed to be hit hard by a locomotive, it drove away from the intersection of the slums in Gotham City.

Secretary Rosie Mathers got another three days off, but this time it was not paid sick leave. The boss Tony Stark personally called Ms. In the empty office of the chairman's secretary, he said blankly that Secretary Mathers had asked for three days of personal leave, and his salary would be deducted.

And Rosie, who "would worry her parents because she temporarily went to her college classmate's house to sleep without telling her parents", after being educated by Mrs. Mathers' tearful behavior, ran to her room in despair and put on He took off his pajamas, and threw himself on the bed.

The wound in her waist is still aching, but at least it won't affect her actions; and although this small bed of hers is full of those cute elements that make her snort, it is really better than Jason's bed when lying on it. Beds that smelt of cigarettes were much more comfortable.She retracted into the quilt, sighed comfortably, and then rolled her body into a small ball under the quilt.

Not long after her parents passed away, she was picked up by Aunt Natalia to Helson. Although she didn't remember much at that time, she firmly remembered that Natalia had to coax her to sleep every night. And those bedtime stories; Helson’s bedside lamp is not as warm as in Manhattan, and there is no teddy bear or hellokitty on the bed that children like, but she especially likes to curl her body into a small ball, shrunk Under the quilt, and then sink into the magnificent and fantastic stories from Natalia's mouth.

After getting the diamond necklace that should have belonged to Natalia at the charity auction in Gotham City, she really thought about whether Natalia would have the same name and the same name at one end of the world. face, but has a different experience.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would see the photo of that woman in Jason's bedside drawer who lived in the slums of Gotham City.

That face that is exactly the same as Natalia's... a strange woman who exists in this world.

Rosie shook her head and buried her face in the pillow.

Probably because the previous night and this morning were too chaotic, she fell into a drowsy sleep not long after she buried her face in the pillow, as if she saw her back to her, humming and busying in the kitchen Natalia, in a trance, saw the bottle of hyacinth that was just opened in the living room. She seemed to be stabbed in the eyes by the touch of blue. She closed her eyes and took two steps back, but her back hit a human chest.

The man took her into his arms and said in a low and gentle voice, "I really like you, don't believe me, okay?"

The voice ran from the top of Rosie's head to the bottom of her feet like an electric current. She sat up suddenly from the bed, and the soft light of the bedside lamp pulled her out of the illusory and ethereal dreams. She sat on the bed, After taking a few breaths violently, she realized that it was already dark outside the window. She stared at the darkly lit Osborne House outside the window for a while, then slowly got off the bed and left own room.

Kailani was busy in the kitchen, and Mr. Mathers, who had finally enjoyed the vacation, was holding Mrs. Mathers to watch the game between Juventus and Bayern Munich. There was no Barcelona or Real Madrid in this game, so the couple It is also harmonious and loving. By the way, I also lamented that time flies, and Alger Robben's hairline, which was still stubbornly resisting, finally collapsed and collapsed.

Rosie took an apple from the dining table, walked to the kitchen sink, and was about to turn on the faucet for a flush, when Kailani, who was frying cod, immediately yelled: "Rosie, don't move, put the apple if you want to eat it." There, wait for me to cut it!"

After being kicked out of the kitchen by Kailani, Rosie moved slowly to the living room, yawned and watched the football game at a discount, then turned on the fully charged mobile phone and opened the chat software.

One day when the phone was turned off, her chat software generated nearly 49 unread messages. In addition to Mr. Mathers and Mrs. Mathers, there was also Sophia who was in shock and coded to the phone about how the night witch defeated the terrorists. The long-winded speeches, the students who are also interns at the Stark Group asked her why she asked for leave and whether something happened, Peter Parker’s 67 missed calls and [-] unread messages, and even the news account push about what happened in the hospital yesterday violence.

"This violent incident caused a total of 38 deaths. Among them, the youngest victim was only seven years old. He was admitted to the hospital that morning because he broke his calf while playing roller skates. According to the survivors, if there was no night witch, there would be no deaths or injuries." It will be further expanded, and what is worrying is that the night witch was seriously injured when she left, and another survivor said that the night witch was shot. Many netizens left messages on the media platform, hoping Night Miko is safe and sound..."

After quickly browsing the news, Rosie habitually swipe to the comment area. As expected, netizens all brushed red heart-shaped emojis in the comment area, hoping that the night witch is safe and sound.

Flying toilet: "I hope that if a young woman with a gunshot wound can be admitted to all New York hospitals today, please do everything possible to treat her, because she is a hero! [heart]"

Norwegian Forest: "I am a member of the Night Witch Global Support Club. Since I saw this news, my heart has been tugging for a whole day. I hope my goddess can get better and continue to bring us legends ![Heart]"

New York Neighborhood: "NO!!!!"

Brooklyn old alcoholic: "I live in Brooklyn, and the night witch steals a manhole cover belonging to Brooklyn on average every night. For me who is used to running every morning, this is extremely dangerous. I have cursed the night witch more than once .However, I still hope that tonight, I can hear the good news that another manhole cover was stolen in Brooklyn, because the night witch is a hero! [heart]”

Rosie: "..."

She had finished scrolling through dozens of popular comments, and Kailani was also preparing dinner. When she was about to turn off her phone screen and go to the restaurant, her phone rang suddenly, and a new text message came in. She saw the new message "Boss 3 " Shi was stunned, and then quickly turned off the screen.

Mrs. Mathers and Mr. Mathers, who were getting up together from the sofa, turned their heads to look at her because of her things. Mr. Mathers said worriedly: "Baby Rosie, do you have a fever? Your face A little red."

Rosie coughed violently a few times, then quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no, it's just that the heating in the house is too high."

As soon as she finished speaking, the second text message rang again. She moved towards the dining table dawdly, and at the same time took out a corner of her cell phone from her coat pocket.

The former bad girl and Brooklyn Death Knight blushed and kicked herself in the heart: "Don't be silly! Read the text message!"

She coughed, cleared her throat, turned on the phone screen, and clicked on the text message from "Boss 3".

"If you ask for three days off, your salary will be deducted for these three days."

Rosie: "..."

With a dark face, she opened the second text message.

"When you come back to work, send you a durian to comfort you?"

Rosie: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, and when she was about to turn off the screen and rush into the restaurant, "Boss 3" sent another text message.

"Have you finished your dinner yet? I guess the Night Witch, who has not recovered from her serious injury, needs to be escorted by a flower protector if she does bad things today. I'll wait for you on your windowsill."

Rosie: "...huh."

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Rosie: "...huh"

So, Rosie Mathers, a heroine who was supposed to be voiced by Park Lumi, changed the cv to Rie Kugimiya.