[Zhongyingmei] I'm the villain boss, okay?

"What the hell am I going to do..." Sophia looked at the thin aunt on the hospital bed in confusion, but still couldn't figure out what happened.

Patrick put down the phone, changed his gentle and creepy tone, and said coldly: "Wake her up."

"..." A question mark slowly appeared in Sophia's mind.

To be honest, the things that happened these days are too dense, which makes her a little overwhelmed.I am like a very lovable little ball, being kicked around by these inexplicable people, but I don't know what happened.

"Wake her up," Patrick repeated.

Sophia looked around helplessly——Patrick looked at her coldly, which made his originally weak facial features look a bit sinister; through the narrow doors and windows, it seemed that someone was walking back and forth in a hurry outside the corridor. Busy; standing in front of the doorknob, Kree looked down at the light blue floor, seeming to be thinking about something very intently.

His eyes gradually retracted, and the woman on the hospital bed was still lying there quietly, behind him was a huge pure black screen and countless nude and dancing curves.

"But I... don't know how to wake her up."

"do not know?"

Patrick spoke softly, and the floating voice instantly diluted the sharpness just now.

"Aren't you a god? Shouldn't it be... easy to wake up an ordinary person?" The man tilted his head and said to himself.

"I am, I mean I want to help... That's right..." Sophia said anxiously, "You said, you said I can, I thought I could... ..but what can I do? How can she wake up? Can you tell me? I can do it!"

"You want me to tell you what to do?" Patrick laughed in disbelief, "If I could tell you, if... hahaha... I could tell you? "

He was smiling, but Sophia seemed to be in the deepest and deepest seabed, very cold and without any light.

"I've done so much, but in the end, what I got back was a counterfeit? Molly, tell me, is this your punishment for me?—she doesn't know how to wake you up."

The man quietly sat down by the window, and gently stroked the woman's palms, one by one, along the knuckles to the fingertips.

"I'm not a god, I'm really not a god..." Sophia felt that the spacious and empty ward suddenly became a little breathless, squeezing her body from all directions, "My mother is a god, my father ...although he is not a god, but he is very powerful. But me, but I am not very powerful...I don't know anything..."

The man didn't respond. In the silent ward, there was only the slight ticking of the instrument, and he tiptoed to the ground.

After a while, Kree, who hadn't spoken for a while, suddenly said, "Is this woman's... soft balls?"

"......what?"

"I said, is her brain, her thoughts, like ours?"

Sophia froze.

"..." She tugged at the lace edge of the skirt uneasily, and did not speak for a long while.

"Read her thoughts, that's always something you can do!" Patrick raised his head sharply, staring at Sophia with piercing eyes.

"No...I..." Sophia almost cried out.

"What's the matter! Isn't this okay too?!" Patrick strode up to the girl, wrapping his arms around her shoulders tightly.

"..." Sophia breathed heavily, looking at the ground in front of her anxiously.

"Cowards who only know how to be tough on children." Kree chuckled mockingly.

"...a coward?" The man tilted his head, turned slowly and looked towards the corner, "Are you saying, I'm a coward?"

"You know what? No one can say I'm a coward but her...yes, no one..."

Patrick scratched his soft red hair, an obscure and heavy light flashed in his eyes, but he let out a gentle "giggle" on his face.

"Woooooo... wait... I can do it again!"

Sophia sobbed and yelled.

Before the eyes of the two of them were fixed on the girl, following a huge explosion, an extremely dazzling light radiated from the hospital bed in the center and enveloped the spacious ward.

"Jingle Bell......"

Amidst the dazzling warm yellow light, the ethereal sound of wind chimes came faintly, like a soft but powerful breeze, leading every wandering soul, clearing away the fog and piercing the emptiness.

where am i...

The three people who were dragged into the magic circle by divine power observed the surrounding environment at the same time.

The light disappears, unlike the soft and bright "memory bubble gum" in the imagination, surrounded by almost still white mist, a dead silence, it seems that only a few rays of light that dance occasionally, and the slowly falling white mist, are showing Seeing the master's anger.

Sophia used her wings to fly forward through the mist, one wrapping two souls that had somehow followed her in.

"what?"

Sophia lightly poked the few dark balls next to the front with her fingers, feeling a little puzzled.

According to the lessons taught by my father...these small balls should represent childhood, right?The textbook also said that generally these small balls should be light pink, or at least white, and rarely dark, let alone black.

Sophia couldn't figure it out, so she just shook her head, slid her finger through the mist, picked up a small shiny ball and threw it into her head.

"Pat! Are you being bullied again!!!"

The girl's clear and hearty voice made waves, piercing into the heart and spleen.

The girl in the halo has a blurry face.But even so, it can't conceal the vigor that seems to be able to light up all the gray things in an instant.

"Hey, how about you! Is it Howard? Or George?"

The girl seemed to get closer, her hot snort sprayed on her face, and she could almost feel the warm heat from her body, breaking through the pores and drilling into your body.

"Ah no! It must be that guy Green! You went to Mia's house as guests today, right? That guy must have taken his anger out on you! Needless to say Mia, which girl would like a stupid and reckless G.. ...."

The sound gradually faded away.

Sophia returned to the "bubble gum pool" of memory, bowed her body, and rushed into another bouncy gum that was eagerly waiting to be touched.

"I don't want to marry that old man . . . what to do, what to do, Patrick . . . "

The girl has obviously grown up a lot, and her voice no longer has the youthfulness of a girl, but has gradually become infected with the sorrow of a woman.

"Why don't you want to marry him?"

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, so familiar... Sophia and Kree were shocked.

"What are you talking about, Pat? Don't you know that I am an unmarriageist, and I don't want to get married, let alone marry that old man in his 50s!"

The girl was obviously very close to "Pat", and her tone was full of familiar complaints.

"But sir wants you to marry him."

The girl had nothing to say, she just vented and muttered something that was not clear.

"You are an unmarriageist, which means...in this world, no matter who you are, you don't want to spend this life with him?"

The man suddenly interrupted the girl's moans.

"Ah?" She obviously didn't understand what the man was talking about, "Anyone who doesn't want to get married just doesn't want to get married! Of course it's the same for everyone!"

"what about me?"

The sound faded away again.

After a burst of dizziness, Sophia managed to stand still on the spot, and before she could take a step forward, she was dragged into another space by a cloud of indistinct objects.

In the intermittent pictures, Sophia struggled to recognize that this seemed to be a grand and gorgeous wedding.The man smiled softly, but there seemed to be something particularly heavy brewing in his eyes that almost broke through his eyes.The girl seemed to be smiling foolishly, the petals fell on the top of her head, and slipped from the edge of the gorgeous and light lace onto the carpet, silently.

Next, the screen kept beating, completely out of Sophia's control.From the cocktail party to the tit-for-tat meeting, the girl's smile has never been heartless at first, but gradually becomes elegant and calm, and the only constant is him who is always half a step behind her.

Until, a quarrel that completely dyed the memory red.

The picture is no longer soft and moving, but stained with a rich and gloomy red.In the fragmented picture, the man roared sullenly and violently, the woman retorted stubbornly and tremblingly, and the shattered mobile phone pierced the soft skin like a knife, completely shattering the last trace of decency and dignity.

But what shocked Sophia the most was that she actually saw another person who was more familiar to her.

The person flashed by, as if he had never appeared before, but Sophia knew that she would never be wrong.

After that, the memory is obviously more messy and fuzzy, like the edge hit by a shock wave, oscillating and bumpy.

A huge black helmet tightly covered the woman's face, as if covering all living breath.The light gradually dimmed, and the air that was almost turning into reality quickly dragged Sophia's body, as if a rubber band had been pulled to the limit, ready to go, waiting to slam these unruly intruders. Pop here.

At the last moment when the memory of the three of them was ejected, out of the corner of their eye they glanced at the tiny engraving marks on the glass.

- Stark Industries, BARF R&D.

The author has something to say:

I've been very busy with some things at home recently, and it's estimated that it will last until next week.I still have a few drafts in my hand, I try to revise them every day and post them on time. If I have to ask for leave, I will see you in the comment area according to the old rules.