[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Resurrected from the Dead

living room.

Wolverine, who was lying on the sofa and fell asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. He turned his head and saw that on the single sofa seat, Annie hugged her knees tightly with her hands, curled up on the sofa, and was quietly staring at with him.He asked hoarsely, "What's wrong?"

Annie didn't answer, she stood up and walked towards him.

Wolverine half sat up, watched Annie come to him and sat down, then got into his arms silently, wrapped his arms around his waist, looked down at Annie, and asked softly: "What happened?"

Annie still didn't answer, instead her answer was to wrap her arms around his waist even tighter, and buried her head in the socket of his neck, warm breath on his skin, like a few small feathers waving, It made his heart tremble, and he couldn't help but tense up all his muscles, and let her hold him tightly without moving.

After a while, Wolverine stretched out his hand and slowly put it on Annie's back, patted it a few times awkwardly, tried to soften his voice, and said, "You...have a nightmare?"

Annie raised her head, looked at him, and said, "Logan!"

"Huh?" Wolverine looked down at her, concern palpable in his eyes.

Annie touched his chin, and then slowly put her hand on his cheek. When she woke up from that dream or illusion, her first thought was to go to his side, to meet her familiar This Wolverine side to go.

The temperature of his body came from her fingertips, proving that it was real and not a dream.In fact, for a moment, she was really a little scared, afraid that the person who woke up and saw was still the Wolverine at Xavier School for Gifted Boys.

"Fortunately! No." Annie murmured.

Wolverine looked at Annie suspiciously, this was a situation he had never seen before, she looked so fragile, and her emotions seemed unstable, especially the uncertain look in her eyes, which made him even more suspicious, but what did he say? Didn't ask, just waited quietly.

Annie sighed, put her hand on his arm, and said dejectedly, "I look weird, don't I?"

"Yes, is it because of the nightmare?" he asked.

Annie shook her head.

"What the hell happened?" Wolverine asked, watching her expression.

Annie raised her eyes, held his arm, stared at him, and said seriously: "I want to tell you something now, Logan."

"What?" Wolverine frowned slightly, looking at Anne puzzled.

"I think you might not believe it." Annie sat upright in his arms, pointed to her head, and said softly, "Charles, here I am."

Wolverine remained silent, looked at her for a long time, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Annie smiled bitterly and said, "I know you buried Charles' body, and now his consciousness or soul is trapped in my subconscious." She looked at the expressionless Wolverine, "I know this It sounds surreal, and most people probably wouldn't believe it, even I wouldn't believe it, but he's here."

A startled expression slowly appeared on Wolverine's face. He looked at Anne and said, "How do you know...Charles is in your subconscious."

Annie said softly: "He told me."

Wolverine stared blankly at Annie for a long time, frowned slightly, and murmured, "This is impossible."

Annie stopped talking. Indeed, it was hard to believe. She looked back at Wolverine, not knowing what to say. Charles being trapped in her body should be a difficult thing for him to accept. thing?

"Charles did have a spiritual escape once, but that..." He was dumbfounded, looked at Annie, thought of something for a long time, and said to himself: "He did it again."

"Spiritual escape?" Annie asked.

Wolverine nodded and said, "Yes." He frowned, looking at the Chinese landscape painting on the wall, a memory that had been lost for a long time, like a puzzle piece, suddenly emerged in his mind.

That memory connection Before he entered the golden flower sea and saw Anne, Charles kept saying that he had no time, and let him experience the life he had never lived. Although he didn't know what he asked himself to find in the end, this suspected dream Memories obviously mean a lot.

This should be what Eric said, Charles' message.

"Tomorrow, I'll go to Eric," he said. "He may know something."

Annie didn't speak, and the expression on her face showed her inner hesitation.

"It's impossible for Charles to be trapped here today." He pondered, "But the sudden disappearance of your abilities should have something to do with him."

"It's related to Charles." Annie nodded, "However, he didn't say when he was trapped. He just told me that because our abilities are the same, the energies attract each other, and my abilities are Like being sucked away by a magnet, everything went into him. That’s why he can appear in my dreams and communicate with me.”

"He's calling for your help," Wolverine said firmly.

"Help?" Annie shook her head when she heard him say that, "No, I don't think so."

"Charles has never asked anyone for help, but from what I know about him, he explained everything to you, which is enough to prove that he needs your help, Annie." Wolverine's expression gradually became serious, "He also told you what?"

Anne silently recalled the events and conversations in the dream, "He took me into the Xavier School for Gifted Boys, asked me what I thought about it, and I saw it..." She suddenly realized that she almost said that she saw He and Qin stopped immediately and did not continue talking.

Wolverine frowned, looked at Annie, and asked, "What did you see?"

Annie met his eyes, and both of them could see their figure in each other's eyes. She hesitated for a moment, turned her eyes away, looked down at his hand, and said in a low voice: "I saw it, Si Court Summers and Jean Gray...and you."

Looking at her embarrassed expression, Wolverine understood almost instantly. He even probably knew what kind of scene she was seeing. His expression became embarrassed, "Annie...I..."

Annie said what she found the most difficult to say, and when she finally said it, she looked up and found that Wolverine was more embarrassed than her. She stared at him, sighed, and said, "Well, ordinary people may have special explanations for this kind of situation. Let me explain what you want by the way. However, I think it's better for you not to speak."

Wolverine was stunned, stared at Annie puzzled, and said, "Why?"

Annie smiled helplessly and said, "You will say, don't you love her?"

Wolverine was silent.

"You won't." Annie said in a very calm tone, "If you say that you don't love me just to please me, then you are not the Logan I know. If that's the case, why bother to explain it?"

Wolverine stared at her, his eyes gradually darkened, the nonchalance on her face and the calm tone were all exposed by her previous behavior, he now knew what kind of mood she was throwing into his arms, And why was she hugging him so tightly.

"No, I will," he said.

Annie looked at him unexpectedly and said, "I don't need you to please me, Logan."

"Maybe, I need it." Wolverine stared firmly at Annie's expression that turned from surprise to emotion. He reached out to hold her shoulders, pushed her gently, and pushed her down on the sofa, leaning over and whispering in her ear : "Because... I love you, Annie."

Annie thought, her ears must be red, because following his whispers, those ears became hot, she looked at him pretending to be calm, and said: "I have to say, not only are you very powerful among mutants, Outstanding, and first-class in seductiveness." Then, without waiting for his answer, she put her arms around his neck, smiled slightly, and said, "However, I like it very much." After speaking, she took the initiative to kiss him.

Wolverine enjoyed her tenderness somewhat in amazement, and immediately seized control, devouring her protest without hesitation, while his hands began to explore eagerly.

Annie was very cooperative with his exploration, with one hand on the back of his hand, guiding his hand through the obstructing clothes smoothly, while the other hand secretly set fire on him.

Just when the two of them got a little angry and couldn't wait to go further, Laura's voice sounded above their heads, and she asked with some doubts and some indignation: "What are you doing to Annie!"

Wolverine's back stiffened, and he exchanged glances with Annie. The two followed the sound, and Laura was not far from the sofa, frowning at them.