Sherlock's Girlfriend[Zhongyingmei]

Although there was only less than a month left before her birthday, this way of abstinence made Ai Miye ignore him for two whole days.

Logan didn't understand what happened to these two people, and he wasn't very interested. He usually just sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and would go to the door of the bookstore to smoke a cigarette when no one was around.

As for the relationship between Ai Miye and Sherlock, he can know it with his eyes closed, but this kind of thing is not a kind of restraint for him.

Liking someone has nothing to do with whether she is single or not.

Ai Mi Ye is very beautiful, there is no doubt about it, he admits this fact.

He exhaled smoke rings, the cold wind was blowing on his face, his black hair was blown a little messy, and he looked at all kinds of passers-by on the street in a daze.

When the smoke was about to burn to the end, he crushed the cigarette out, threw it into the trash can, turned his head and saw Ai Mi Ye who was sleeping on the log table in the morning.

Her complexion was extremely pale, much paler than most Caucasians he had ever seen. It was a sickly paleness. When he got close, he could almost see the blue blood vessels under the skin.

The long snow-white hair poured down like a waterfall, soft and smooth, always as if luring others to touch her hair.

Because she was afraid of the cold, even if it wasn't too cold now, she put on a thick white blanket.

Like an angel that will disappear at any time, holy and dreamy, fragile and fragile like a bubble.

He withdrew his gaze, the sharp knife on his knuckles stabbed him with dull pain, for such a delicate girl, a little force, even a small injury, would kill her.

Too fragile.

Killed without protection.

Too beautiful is a sin.Such a child is too easy to be targeted by bad guys, and it is too easy to arouse the deepest desire in the human heart.

This kind of thing has been with her since she was a child.

Brother Cyril, sister Jessica.

Jessica did it for Kailin, but even if she did it because of her desire for power, it still couldn't change Jessica's almost pathological possessiveness towards her sister.

But she restrained herself and lied to herself. She told so many lies that she even believed herself.

Before the execution began, the last thing she saw in this world was not her parents who had nurtured her, nor Cyril who let her die.

It was 13 years ago. My younger sister was wearing a white lace shirt and a small ponytail. She was sitting on a swing specially built for her in the front yard.

"I like my sister the most, but they all said that my sister is going to boarding school, I can't see my sister every day anymore..."

The younger sister's smile suddenly disappeared, she muttered, her cheeks puffed up, she seemed very unhappy, after getting angry for a while, she murmured again, "However, it's good that my sister is willing to accompany me..."

Time stopped here.

Jessica slowly closed her eyes, sorry, my sister should always be with you.

Still later, Jessica's breathing stopped and all signs of life disappeared.

One of Kailin's dazzling stars fell.

And the other one—Syril, who once controlled Kailin's largest shareholding, almost covered the sky with one hand in the United States, but also went to prison.

He knew a long time ago that from the time he saw his sister babbling, to the time when her sister chased after him and shouted 'Brother wait for me', he had already stepped into the cliff.

From pampering and pampering to torture and destruction, one wrong step, one wrong step.

All he wants is that his sister is always by his side, why would he need someone else, he can give her anything, anything.

He watched, his younger sister threw herself into his arms out of fear, he watched, his younger sister's little face was full of tears.

A delicate younger sister, if you bully her even a little bit, you will wrong her coquettish younger sister.

He originally just wanted to protect her, to protect her from the family's persecution, to protect her from people's harm, and to protect her from the malice of the world.

But by mistake, he allowed himself to fall into the abyss, noisy alone, struggling and burning in the dark night, torturing himself and torturing her.

Finally, my sister found out, that he was the one behind the scenes, and that he was the one who made her into what she is now.

Fear and uneasiness intertwined, he was afraid, afraid that the sister he cared about the most would leave him one day and never come back, even if he was powerful, he was also afraid.

He was even more afraid that his sister, who was alone, would fall in love with that man.

He locked her in the basement, which he knew was wrong, and it only made her want to escape even more.

But other than that, he had no other way. After she knew the truth, she already wanted to run away.

All his focus was on her, but she refused to talk to him anymore, and the eternal broken light in her sister's eyes became dim and lifeless.

With his own hands, he broke her wings, turning her supposedly brilliant life into a dark river of hell, flowing with endless darkness.

Later, she ran away.

So... that's fine, he was afraid that his sister would never return to the way she was before.

He thought, let his sister go, stop torturing her, and give her back her original life.

But if you let her go, who will let you go?

He has been in the mud for too long, and his soul has been filthy and dirty, so bad that everyone who knows the truth will despise him.

So, he cooperated with Moriarty, how could he deliver his sister to that man with his own hands.

But when he saw that his sister had less than five months left, he didn't want to continue.

The tighter he gripped, the faster the sand flowed from his hand.

He compromised.

He wanted to be redeemed, to save himself, and to save her.

As long as his sister is alive, that's all. He doesn't expect anything else.

As long as...she lives...

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The blue sky suddenly turned gray. After lightning and thunder, heavy rain washed over London. Just as Logan was about to close the door, he stopped.

There was no rain at the entrance of the bookstore, it was as dry as if something blocked it.

But there is no awning at the entrance of the bookstore.

Or, to put it another way.

Taking Ai Mi Ye as the origin, there is no rain within a radius of ten meters.

He had never seen a mutant with such abilities.