[Fairy Tail] Fortunately, I can meet you

Dawn illuminated the entire Kulokas, and the night that just passed was like a long and distant dream. The buildings destroyed by the battle, in the eyes of the town residents who had taken refuge, thought that the mage held a ceremony here. If it wasn't for the aching wound on her arm, even Abby would start to doubt her memory.

"Little ghosts, do you still have the spirit!"

"Of course!"

The answers were unanimous and forceful, no one was killed after a battle.The mages of various guilds gathered together, and there was no tiredness of fighting on their faces. What a warm scene.It's just that all of this has nothing to do with Abby, she can only stand in the distance, watching other people's greetings.

Lonely without the guild crest, Abby stroked her chest as she walked back where the black crest of the Raven's Tail had once been emblazoned.The sudden thought made her stunned for a moment. In fact, with the coat of arms, she was still single.Same as now, no difference.

"Abby..." The voice was slightly immature, with a little timidity.Abby stopped and turned around. Wendy held a bandage and disinfectant in her hand, "You're hurt, I can help you bandage it."

Abby has never been against her body, but the guard in the eyes of Makaokana and others made her choose to smile and decline. She has always been able to understand people's facial language best, and also knows how to be the most mellow . "Thank you, I can take care of the minor injury myself."

Faced with the culprit who once framed him, he can still lend a helping hand. What a kind child.Abby sighed silently in her heart, people only know how bad they are after comparing them.But on second thought, even if she wanted to be kind, God never gave her a chance.The word fate probably meant this.

The residents of the town have begun to work together to repair the destroyed buildings. Although everyone complains, they still work hard because they love this city.Sitting by the river, Abby untied the blood-soaked shirt fabric, which was torn apart with the skin, bit her lower lip tightly, and looked away, unwilling to take a second look at the wound.I don't know if this kind of injury will leave a scar.

When she was about to dip her hand into the river to wash it, someone grabbed her wrist and raised her head suspiciously. The man was against the light, and his blond hair was particularly conspicuous. Because he bent down to grab her wrist, the distance between them was very special. Closer, Abby could feel the heat of his breath hit her face.The corners of her mouth curled up nicely, and she smiled sincerely, "You are so kind to me, what should I do if I fall in love with you?"

"Really? I can consider letting you line up to be my woman." Laxus sat on the ground beside her, raising his eyebrows slightly at her.Open the bottle full of hydrogen peroxide in his hand, pour it on the cotton cloth and start to disinfect Abby.

Heartbreaking pain came from the arm, and after all the wounds were disinfected, Abby was almost out of strength, maintaining a curled up posture, with her forehead resting on her knees, and cold sweat kept flowing down her calves.Laxus stared at her for a long time, until a drop of blood dripped slowly from the lower lip she bit tightly, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and looked at each other, "Cry out when it hurts."

He no longer had the strength to resist Laxus, and there was no need to resist, so he just looked at him like this.Abby let go of her teeth, and the fishy-sweet taste spread on the tip of her tongue, making her a little nauseous. "I yell when it hurts, because I know someone will love me." And those who don't care, what's the use of yelling.

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