Sherlock's Girlfriend[Zhongyingmei]

He didn't need to enter that cold area, even from such a distance, he could feel the despair of Ai Mi Ye, the sorrow of all hopelessness.

After Charles completely entered Ai Miye's mind, the overwhelming darkness swept over, and even the depths of her memory that she had forgotten were boundless fears, which were the abuse and torture from the murderer, filling the hellish abyss of obscurity.

The beauty that had been peeped out disappeared, as if it had been indiscriminately wiped out, without even a pitiful residue, as if it had never appeared.

More indifferent and cruel than a cold machine.

Emotion is stripped away.

This was much more serious than he thought, but as long as he could still find the beauty in Ai Miye's heart, he could have a conversation with Ai Miye and pull her back from that dark world.

But at this moment, she didn't believe anything.

How can a person without faith convince her that there are still many beautiful things in this world.

Facing Natasha's questioning gaze, Charles just shook his head, his azure eyes drooped, and he didn't know what to do to make Aimiye regain the ability to perceive emotions.

He has helped many people with his abilities, so many that he can't count them all.

But the only thing is, I couldn't help the girl I like the most, not even once.

The feeling of powerlessness weighed heavily in her heart, and she watched helplessly, standing alone in the cold wind, surrounded by no white desolation, and watched her being swallowed by despair.

If she had been by his side from the very beginning, things would never have fallen to this point.

It's his self-righteousness, thinking that Sherlock can save her, it's his fault that he let the girl he loves step by step into danger.

The slender fingers clenched and loosened, and the gleam in his eyes shimmered like the dawn of dawn.

After learning that even Charles had no choice, Natasha gave Thor an order. Since there is no way to stop Ai Miye by herself, she can only be stopped by force. This is for the safety of everyone. consider.

A violent divine power poured into her body, almost instantly, the ether particles absorbed it, carried this divine power, and made Ai Miye, who was originally at the end of her strength, on the verge of collapse.

Because she was deprived of emotion, Loki would use it, but it was also because Loki deprived her of emotion that she could not be as hysterical and desperate as those who were dominated by anger because she had no faith.

This is the best part and the worst part.

If it is a completely bad person, they don't have to think so much, but, on the contrary, this child has experienced too many heinous tragedies, witnessed the death of his friends, was used by his brothers and sisters, and was almost killed, but the murderer still treats him She was in hot pursuit.

Even so, she didn't become the evil she feared, and after going through those things, she can still maintain her original appearance.

Up to now, I still got rid of bad luck.

Pleasure is God-given, and so is pain.

The end of winter is cold for no reason, and the cold wind that doesn’t want to go away is lingering. Even so, spring is still coming quietly. The green grass spits out its tender heart, and its beauty is better than the buds.

The temperature rises slowly, and when spring comes, the rain also comes. The thin rain falls on the wooden edge and makes a muffled sound. The girl stands in the fence with her hands lightly resting on the railing. Her skin is white and flawless like suet jade. A little bit of raindrops touched her arm, but she didn't notice it, she just silently looked at the scenery in front of her.

The eyes of the man behind her moved slightly, and he put his coat on her thin shoulders. As soon as he moved, she turned around and saw that it was Charles, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the small dimple made her look a little more Very playful.

"Good morning Charles." Her voice was sweet, as sweet as Christmas candy.

She looked much better recently, presumably because Logan's recent arrival gave her a sense of security.

Logan came back by accident. He realized that when Ai Miye was gone, he just sat in front of the store and smoked a cigarette. After making arrangements for Chris and Sherlock, he guarded the bookstore for a while before leaving.

Unexpectedly, he could meet Ai Miye again in Xavier Manor, so he simply stayed here.

Xavier Manor is not unfamiliar to her, but she doesn't know anyone here. Although the children are very close to her, she is still a little reticent. After Logan came, this situation has improved a lot.

Ever since Ai Miye was transferred from S.H.I.E.L.D. to Xavier Manor to recuperate last winter, she hadn't smiled like this.

He hadn't mentioned the past, he didn't want her to remember Sherlock again, and he didn't want her to leave.

In the cold winter of last year, he watched with his own eyes the appearance of countless cracks in Ai Miye's body after being infused with Thor's divine power. It was so shocking that it made people tremble. He didn't know what kind of pain Ai Miye would endure, but he didn't want her to go through it again. Something like that.

He can clearly protect her better than Sherlock.

and so……

His blue eyes drooped down, his long eyelashes concealed the emotions inside, and his bony fingers moved undetectably.

There was still a bit of winter chill in the early spring, he naturally put on her coat, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and the violet eyes were like swirls.

A girl who is too beautiful, even if she does nothing, is filled with irresistible temptation.

He unconsciously licked his lower lip, and there was a ripple in his heart. There were circles and circles on the bitan. He sighed softly and stroked her hair. The soft and smooth touch of his hands made his movements more cautious. , as if he was afraid of hurting her, but also as if he was afraid that she would reject him.

After confirming that Ai Miye didn't feel any discomfort, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The only one who didn't want to be rejected by her, that's why she was so careful.

As the rain gradually subsided, she suddenly raised her head, looked in a certain direction, and frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.

221B Baker Street, London, UK.

The curtains were drawn, and the light from the outside world was tightly shut out. The room was pitch black, and everything was placed in a mess. There was only a clean laptop on the coffee table.

The curly-haired man was nestled on the sofa, holding the needle with his bony fingers, and injected the reagent inside into his arm. There was sharp pain when the needle tip pierced into the skin. He took out the needle without expression and put it on the table.

His back was facing the computer, and the screen had been blacked out due to a long period of inactivity. After a while, the computer suddenly heard a 'ding' sound, which was particularly noticeable in an overly quiet room.

He paused, turned around, and the screen came on.

is an address.