The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

"I think sometimes, it's mainly because we don't have the ability to change." Miss Watson didn't look at the other person's face, but just leaned her head gently on the old lady's shoulder: "We realize that we are losing people close to us, but there is nothing we can do about it. Not being able to do it is the most painful thing.”

"I've been... I've been convincing myself to accept it. Gerry and I... we are all old, and people will have to embrace death one day, including me." Peggy hugged the cold body next to her. , turned his head and rubbed the soft hair with his cheek: "But at that time, the moment I saw Gerry fall, I only felt that I was completely overwhelmed by fear... Then I realized that maybe again In a few years, I will only be able to look at Gerry’s empty room. Can you understand this feeling?”

"You once told me that you have lost many comrades-in-arms, many partners, and many close people over the past few decades." Miss Watson lay quietly in the arms of the old lady, like a well-behaved and exquisite doll: "You said, you You have become numb to it, or should be said to have been forced to get used to it, but...I don’t think this means you are immune to this pain, so..."

She finally raised her head: "I admire you very much."

"...You're right, Watson."

Peggy kissed Miss Watson lightly on the forehead: "I'm really not immune."

"You know what? This at least proves that your mental state is normal." Miss Watson raised a finger: "And you are still at this age and retired. There is no need to suppress yourself anymore. Holding it in is not good for your health. It is really bad for your health. If you feel uncomfortable, just call my number. Don’t be afraid of disturbing me. You know, I usually don’t make this kind of promise to others.”

"Oh, pretty boy, you always have a way of comforting people."

Paige finally smiled.

The two hugged quietly for a while. Miss Watson pressed the old lady's shoulders and took the initiative to support her upper body: "I also don't want to lose you, Paige."

Without waiting for a response, she continued:

"I can't let myself watch you grow old."

Staring at the face in front of her, Miss Watson touched the wrinkles at the corners of Peggy's eyes with her fingertips: "Especially when I know what else I can do, but I watch you being taken away by time, that kind of guilt will swallow me up. Me. I will never forget it. I know I can’t. I don’t want to come back here one day and have to face an empty house... just like you just said.”

After hearing these words, Paige still frowned slightly, but her eyes showed a different helplessness and sadness than before.

"I still remember you..."

Miss Watson tilted her head and matched her next words with a smile recalling the past: "I still remember in 1944, when you were so young, you and Steve... you were standing on the playground of the military camp, you At that time, you wore a skirt and a jacket, and when the wind blew over, your hair would look like this..."

As she spoke, she deliberately lifted her hair.

Paige laughed again: "Do you remember it so clearly?"

"Of course I remember." Miss Watson said seriously, "Also, I didn't peek at your skirt."

"Okay, you didn't peek."

Paige smiled and held her in her arms again, and after a while she asked, "You just don't want to give up, right?"

"Peggy, I'm not just doing it for Steve, I'm doing it more for myself." Miss Watson was not going to miss this opportunity: "At that time, I followed you to attend Maria's funeral. I looked at the tombstone next to me and I thought I’m thinking, if one day the person lying under the tombstone is you, if one day I have to attend your funeral, I’m sure I won’t be able to forgive myself at that time.”

"...Watson, you know my attitude." Seeing the hesitation on the old lady's expression, Miss Watson immediately took a deep breath to show off her acting skills, holding the other person's arm and shaking it back and forth, with a smile on her face. Put on the most annoying pouty and cute pleading look: "Please~ please~ you~~~~~ okay..."

This sudden change caught people off guard.

Especially Miss Watson had never shown such an expression before. The contrast was huge. As a result, old Mrs. Peggy burst into laughter and couldn't help turning her face away: "Please, don't do this, Watson..."

"Please~~~please~~~you~~~~"

Miss Watson continued to wander.

"No—! I won't listen!"

The old lady laughed louder and louder, trying to cover her eyes and ears with her hands.

"Please! Please! You! La-!"

Raise the pitch and increase the volume.

"Okay, okay! Watson, stop shouting!" Paige laughed so hard that her whole body began to twitch, and she raised her hands in surrender: "You are cheating and cheating!"

"I won't." Miss Watson glared: "You will keep doing this if you don't agree to it."

"Okay, okay! I promise, I promise you, okay?"

"...That's pretty much it." Miss Watson put on a full show, climbed up from the old lady's arms, crossed her arms over her chest and turned her face to the other side, just like a princess having a bad temper - of course, with Judging from the flat size of her chest, it is impossible to expect any kind of beautiful lines around her arms.

"Oh... God, Watson, you are really..." Paige still couldn't help smiling, and her eyes narrowed: "Where did you learn this? This set?"

"Leave me alone."

Miss Watson pouted and continued acting.

"You are really..." The old lady couldn't help but hugged her over again and kissed her pretty face: "Oh, I didn't know you could be so cute... .”

"Who makes you so stubborn?" Even though she was hugged and kissed, Miss Watson still had a look of disgust on her face: "I have never begged anyone else like this, Michelle, I have never begged like this, you are the only one who wants me to beg you like this. . It’s just a strengthening potion. If you take it, you won’t regain your youth. It just makes you feel better. Why don’t you want to..."

"Okay, I promise you everything."

As soon as Paige finished speaking, Miss Watson's expression in front of her changed. She twisted her waist and took out a small box with a smile: "Then drink it right now."

The two pairs of eyes stared at each other for more than ten seconds.

"...I knew that old guy Howard didn't keep his word." Paige was angry and funny, so she could only snap her fingers and hit Miss Watson on the head.

"You know, he just lost Maria, and he doesn't want to come to your funeral again." Miss Watson allowed the old lady to say it, but she didn't let go: "I don't care, since you agreed, drink the potion now. , I want to watch you finish it."

Finally settling her worries, Miss Watson walked briskly back to find Michela.

This stay lasted until late at night.

Looking at the patterns on the ceiling, Miss Watson could only sigh helplessly. Every time she was alone with Michelle in this form, the situation would inevitably develop into what it is now. Dr. Heinzwafen really likes this kind of drama so much that he often does it regardless of the occasion, or he especially likes to play sneak attacks in public places.

At least it's not in the toilet this time...

"So you've got it done?" Just as he was thinking about it, Michela sat up and stretched comfortably.

"It's done, but why are you asking now?"

"You looked very happy when you came in. I guessed that it was done, so I didn't rush to ask."

"Is this the reason why you handcuffed me to the bed?" Miss Watson turned over and said angrily: "Can you let me go now? You know these handcuffs can't trap me, right? You keep them with you now. Are you handcuffed, Dr. Heinz Waffen? Why don't you consider becoming a police officer..."