[Zhongyingmei] The correct posture of the villain's whitewashing

In the Chinese restaurant opposite Los Angeles People's Hospital, Dai Ze sat on the seat, and Rui sat opposite him, drunk.

The window was wide open, and the cold and humid evening wind blew in. The young black-haired man was still wearing the loose white pajamas, touched his wrist, and the skin exposed to the air became icy cold.

Next to his legs is a teleportation array with a light blue border. The other end of the teleportation array is set next to the hospital fire extinguisher, which is concealed enough and facing Hancock's ward with the door wide open. As long as he turns his head slightly, You can see clearly what's going on inside.

Except that you can't hear what the people inside are saying.

Hancock was lying on the bed, the bandage wrapped around his abdomen seemed to be still oozing blood, and Supergirl sat on the edge of the bed, and no one seemed to take the wound seriously.

"We are born as a pair, and once we get close, we become ordinary people."

Daze propped his chin with one hand, looked at Superman holding Superman's hand expressionlessly, said this sentence with a nostalgic expression on his face, and said softly: "Mr. Amberley."

"Ok?"

"How did you meet Mary?"

Rui opened his alcohol-smelling eyes, and was temporarily out of focus because of the memories: "Mary and I..."

He adjusted his posture, and his expression became serious, even though his face was still so red that one could tell that he was a drunk: "At that time, I was just divorced, and I was at a loss every day with Alan. One day in the supermarket, I In the baby products section, there were baby diapers everywhere, and I was dumbfounded, not knowing how to get through the day. Then, an angel appeared, and she seemed to be able to see right through me."

The drunk smiled: "From that day on, she brought my life back to normal."

A love story of an uninspired, incognito Supergirl who falls in love after running into a single dad in time-out.

Marie was an extremely charismatic blonde with a good figure and bright light gray eyes, who fit anyone's definition of beauty and who would probably be a lot of people's dream girl.

She is Rui's second wife, which is a bloody enough story because, Mary is Hancock's——

In the teleportation array, Supergirl seemed to be touched by the memories of the past, and her eyes gradually turned red. Hancock's face was blocked by medical equipment, and Dazzle could only see him pulling his hand out of Supergirl's hand with a low and gentle voice.

"What was our relationship before?"

"couple."

——Ex-wife.

A beer mug filled with beer thumped in front of him, and Dazzle looked away from the teleportation array to see Ray Umberley holding a mug of beer under his nose.

Daze gently pushed the beer forward: "I'm not very good at drinking, sorry."

Rui slowly put away his expression, but he still spoke with a bit of tongue: "You and, Hancock..."

Noticing that his gaze has been sweeping over the watch on his wrist, Dai Ze generously admitted: "Yes."

Immediately frowned.

Actually...they haven't confirmed their relationship yet.

Rui looked at the teleportation array, and asked the waiter to add another bottle of beer.

Dai Ze pursed his lips and did not speak.

"They look like a good match, don't they?"

The blue ripples of the teleportation array became unstable for a moment because of this sentence.

But objectively speaking, the two of them do look right for the message conveyed in the picture.

At least it's better than two men standing together.

Dai Ze squinted at the upper floor of the hospital, and said calmly: "But she is Mrs. Amberley, not Mrs. Hancock."

The little man lowered his head, smiled wryly, and did not speak.

An affectionate posture of "as long as she is happy, I don't care what happens".

For a moment, Dai Ze felt that this middle-aged man was frustrated and had finally ushered in the rising period of his career. He also found that the man whose wife and brother had an affair in the past was a bit pitiful. Love" blinded the eyes.

"Can't you see it?"

"If she felt happy with Hancock, she wouldn't marry you."

In the ward, Mary pressed the wound on Hancock's collarbone with her fingertips.

"In [-] BC, I was an ordinary person like I am now. They chased me with swords, but you saved me."

Then there's the chest wound.

"They set my house on fire in the summer of 1850, and you pulled me out of the fire."

He went to lift the clothes off his arms again.

"Eighty years ago, I—"

Mary's narration paused here.

The sword wound on the man's strong arm has been replaced by many strange wounds that she doesn't recognize.

Aware of Mary's doubts, Hancock turned his head and saw the fingernail-sized wounds on his arms left after the injection of the muscle-atrophic agent.

Probably because of a researcher's bad taste, the wounds were neatly arranged in a row and circled around the outside of the arm, which looked like a bracelet at first glance.

And the man's crush from the back of the shoulder to the waistline. Of course, Mary didn't see it so thoroughly. She just saw a little scar on the shoulder behind his neck, which was covered by the man's skin color. If it wasn't for the ceiling The light was so strong that she wouldn't notice.

Seeing the man's expression of reminiscence, the blond woman froze for a moment, and then showed a very gratified smile on her face.

"Looks like we've all got a new life?"

Hancock looked at her and nodded, "Yeah."

After a pause, he added, "Rui is fine."

Mary smiled and said, "He's very good, of course I know, otherwise I wouldn't marry him." After a moment of silence, she asked again, "What kind of person is she?"

Hancock: "Who?"

Mary: "Your... lover? I don't know if that's the right word."

Supergirl glanced at Hancock's ring finger: "Because you don't seem to be married yet?"

Speaking of this, the man's voice was finally not so bitter, it seemed that even his expression was pleased by the word "lover": "Yeah."

The topic changed from the embarrassing past to the present, and Mary's voice became much lighter: "Is that person pretty?"

"pretty."

Seeing that he answered without thinking, Mary lowered her head and smiled, "How did you know each other?"

Hancock was silent for a moment, and sat up with his hands on the edge of the bed. For the first time, someone asked him about his relationship with Dazzle. Even if that person seems to be his ex-wife.

"In the research institute." He said, "At that time, I lost my ability just like now, and I was caught and studied there by a bald head. He was a researcher under the bald head, and I was a subject in his laboratory, just like—— "

He wanted to find an analogy, but there were too few examples in his mind. It happened that the interns outside the door were carrying a cage of mice through the corridor, and the man naturally looked at the cage and said, "It's just like that."

Mary, who thought she could hear some romantic first encounter: "..."

Rui had told Mary about this. At that time, she was also very puzzled about the reason why Hancock lost his ability, but she never thought that he would gain love in that place and in that capacity? ?

No matter how you look at it, doesn't it look a bit like——

Stockholm Syndrome?

Mary couldn't help but swallowed: "You must have a very good relationship."

Hancock nodded.

After talking about all the topics that could be discussed, the two began to fall into silence.

I haven't seen each other for more than 80 years. When we meet again, each has formed or is about to form his own family. Even if it is not embarrassing, it is impossible to get acquainted.

Mary looked at the wall clock on the wall, and was just about to say a few polite words and get up to leave when suddenly there was a violent explosion downstairs.

The window was on the right side of the hospital bed, and the two poked their heads out, and saw a minivan that exploded violently in the middle of the road.

The driver was pulled out of the driver's seat and left unconscious on the side of the road. The van seemed to be loaded with a lot of explosives. Explosions sounded again and again, and then disappeared under the control of the black-haired man.

As if sensing something, the young black-haired man raised his head, facing the direction of Hancock's window.

Their gazes met in the air, and both of them were a little dazed.

Just then, Mary yelled, "Be careful!"

In the hallway, a bald man with a shotgun in his hand is facing the two supermen who have become ordinary people in the room.

It was the man Hancock sent to prison with his own hands, and the man who attacked him in the commissary.

He yelled frantically, "Now it's your turn, bastard!"

After speaking, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

They can no longer catch the trajectory of the bullets with their eyes, and they can't even have the corresponding speed to avoid the overwhelming bullets.

Hancock only had time to bend over with Mary, when the bullet pierced the air and was already close.

Then they were blocked by an invisible barrier, and all of them fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Daze blocked the door with his back turned to them, and the shotgun was also shattered into pieces by the airflow, and the man with the gun flew out and hit the railing, motionless.

The nurses in the corridor screamed belatedly. Daize turned his head to check on Hancock's situation, but he froze in place for a moment when he saw the situation in the room.

In order to protect Mary's safety, Hancock turned over and held her firmly under him, until he saw Dazzle before he quickly stood up from the ground.

Protecting the people around him has probably become a habit engraved in Superman's bones. This is understandable, and it is a gentleman's performance when facing a lady.

Dai Ze said so in his heart, but he couldn't help but frowned.