Win Wayne

Before experiencing this kind of treatment, Wen never realized how important it is to be seen as a human being.

It was so important that she had simulated in her heart countless times that she had a knife in her hand, and she would suddenly explode on the dining table, stab the whole family through, and stuff all the blood-soaked food into their stomachs.

The housekeeper is not bad, you can keep it.

Let them treat her as a transparent person again!

It's a pity that Wen can only imagine this situation. She feels that her anger is a bit unusual. It is very likely that she has stayed in such a cramped place for too long, and she has been made a little psychopathic.

The torrential rain never stopped.

Wen finally realized one thing: It is impossible to wait for the rain to stop before walking, this rain will never stop.

She decided to leave immediately, and the moment she made this decision, she rushed back to the bedroom without looking back, put on the dirty muddy clothes, and then rushed out the door——

"Wendy!"

It sounded like the voice of the master of the castle. He said so many words, and Wen could hear this call most clearly.

Wen rushed into the rainstorm without looking back. Unexpectedly, there were hurried footsteps behind him. Wen looked back and was startled. The owner of the castle was chasing after him!

Oh shit!Wen Du thought he was a background board with no interactive mode, but he actually responded!

Not only does it reflect, but it also runs very fast.Wen ran as hard as he could, but he was about to be overtaken by the opponent.

Immediately, the hairs on her back stood on end, she stopped looking back, but buried her head and ran forward desperately. As she ran, she didn't pay attention to her feet, and fell into the muddy water with a slap.

The owner of the castle caught up with her, but he didn't come in a hurry, but slowly stopped beside her.

He squatted down and reached out his hand to Wen.

Wen: "..." She crawled a little farther on hands and feet before standing up with support.

She shouldn't have coveted that bit of warmth into this castle!Damn, the perverts live here, right? !Either a pervert or a neuropathy!

The biggest reason why Wendy didn't run away immediately was that she was afraid that doing so would arouse the other party's fierceness. She stared nervously at the other party, while the owner of the castle stretched out his hand for a long time before slowly clenching it into a fist. I took it back.

"Wendy," he said.

Wendy didn't know where she went!I'm Wen!

Damn it, it's clear that Wendy will deal with difficult situations!

Why is she the one who handles these difficult matters every time!

Wen was scared and tired, and it was raining heavily. She felt that she was drenched like a piece of garbage. She didn't need to look at her to know how ugly she was now. On the contrary, she was the owner of this castle. He was glamorous under the heavy rain It was as if he was going to a party soon, and he was extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't figure out why he was so upset, so he could only hold on to a stalemate with the other party.

"Wendy, go home." The owner of the castle said again.

temperature:"……"

What the fuck, that's your home, not mine.

Are you some kind of pervert who kidnapped a beautiful girl and imprisoned her in a basement, huh? !

The fire is extremely warm, but he doesn't dare to lose his temper.She just felt that she was really unlucky. What messed up Wendy's inner world? !

It's better to stop at the place surrounded by ballet girls before!

She didn't answer, but slowly backed away. The owner of the castle stood silently watching her, and Wen turned around after making sure that the other party couldn't catch up with him, and started to run wildly.

She doesn't care what's going on in front of her, and she doesn't care what happens next.

She just wanted to stay as far away from this crazy place as possible.

Wen ran forward vigorously, but the heavy rain couldn't stop her. The rain poured into her nose and throat, choking her so that she couldn't breathe, but the feeling of suffocating in the heavy rain was more enjoyable than that in the castle!

The sun was shining, and Wen didn't know when she ran out of the rainstorm. She squatted on the ground and coughed, and spit out several mouthfuls of rain before she recovered.

She roughly wiped the rain from her face, and a pair of feet in high heels appeared in her sight.

"Where did you die, Wendy!" Wen said angrily, "Didn't we say that all the troublesome things will be yours?"

"Yeah," Wendy said, "we've agreed, and all troublesome things will be yours."

"You just copied what I said!"

"Correct."

Wen pondered for a few seconds, then said: "...We have agreed, and all troublesome things will be left to me."

She waited for Wendy to copy it again, but unexpectedly Wendy stopped talking and smiled at her.

"……Oh shit!"

After warming up for a while, she suddenly found that she was standing in the sun, but it was raining lightly on Wendy's side.

Wendy's dress is also interesting. She is wearing a pure white lace dress with sparkling diamonds on the corners, bracelets on her wrists, necklaces around her neck, and earrings on her ears... fully armed ah.

But she also wore a crown on her head, adorned with glitter.

Somehow, Wen just knew it was a birthday crown.She wiped off the rain that was falling from her head again and asked, "Birthday party?"

The rainwater floated on the lace of Wendy's white dress, making her look like she was covered in a layer of mist.

"Yeah." Wendy said calmly, "Birthday, coming-of-age party."

"Happy birthday—but your birthday has passed now." Wen said uncertainly, "Do you want any presents? I can try to make up for you."

"I got a present."

Wen said, "It's raining over there."

"Sun rain." Wendy raised her hand to let the rain fall on her palm, "Sun rain is always accompanied by a rainbow."

Wen looked up, and sure enough, there was a colorful rainbow bridge across the sky. Coincidentally, that rainbow was right above her head.

"It's raining over there." Wen lowered his head disinterestedly, and repeated what he said just now, "We're so close, come to the side where it doesn't rain."

Wendy shook her head: "It will rain wherever I go."

"...Well, your spiritual world, you have the final say." Wen said, "I—we didn't die suddenly, did we?"

"No, just fell asleep." Wendy said, "I have sleep phobia, you don't."

Wen was shocked: "So I just felt the aftermath of your feeling?"

"No." Wendy said, "Is it fun to have a phobia?"

"It's fun if it's controllable, and you can use it to scare people." Wen laughed straight, "It's not fun if it's uncontrollable."

Wendy turned around and walked in the direction of the rainstorm. This was the boundary between rainstorm and sunshine, and the ground was dry. However, every time Wendy's high heels fell, a small patch of water would form on the ground.

Sure enough, as she said, it will rain wherever she goes.

Wen shouted, "Wendy! You're going the wrong way! Where are you going?"

"Leave me alone." Wendy said, "You're about to wake up."

Wen continued to shout: "But your side is down..."

She woke up.

The air was extremely still, and the sudden silence after getting used to the sound of the rainstorm made Wen look around uncomfortably.

The pillow was quite wet. Wen suspected that her prone sleeping position caused her to drool a lot after falling asleep. It was hard to imagine what it would be like for Wendy to drool while sleeping. Throwing all the dirty laundry in endlessly.

The washing machine is silent, but the slight vibration is also very clear. When the clothes are dried, Wen takes them out and puts them in the closet to hang up.

Wen began to feel idle.

Fortunately, she still has something to do. She was shopping around for a while before, and although she gave away a lot of things by reselling second-hand at low prices, some of the caught fish were eventually sent to Wen's hands. Throw all those packages in the storage room.

Wen put on a light gas mask and rubber gloves for himself before going into the storage room to search.

She remembered what she had bought, and based on the size of the carton, she found what she was looking for.

A whole box of magic props.

God knows whether it is true or not, those things were sold on a poorly made webpage, and they were quite expensive, and Wen didn't know how to click in. Seeing the hype about things on the webpage, he just chose it randomly. Buy a few things.

She also hung up this second-hand item, but unfortunately no one cared about it, so it was finally sent to her.

Now that I am free, Wen intends to take out the things and study them.

The carton was tightly wrapped, and it took Wen a long time to scratch the seal with a knife.As soon as he opened the carton, most of Wen's interest dissipated. It's fine if there is no shockproof and drop-resistant cardboard foam inside. The key is that everything is very new.

Aren’t magic props all tattered? Even if they aren’t tattered, they still look like they’ve taken time to settle down.

Although disappointed, Wen still took out the contents of the carton and placed them in front of him one by one.

First, the ten rings worn on the two hand models, ten - rings, all men's sizes, and Wen didn't know why she bought them at the time.

Maybe it's because the shape of these rings is quite bluffing, and she is not short of money?

He took off the ring like a meat kebab, and took out the instruction manual from the sealed bag. He was too careless. Even if he didn't write on the parchment with a quill, at least get a handwritten one, and he actually gave a printed one!

And there were so many words, Wen only read the first sentence.

"These ten magical rings come from aliens. They can make you immortal and youthful..."

Wen briefly glanced at the content behind, as if talking about the functions of the ten rings.It was too long, so she didn't read it, and just folded the instructions and put them in a sealed bag.

She took out the mold and threw it away, and put the ring back in the bag.

As for the ten rings, they were all beautiful in shape, with both a sense of mystery and a sense of technology. Wen Tiao picked out a sapphire ring that she thought was the best looking, and tried to put it on her finger.

The oversized ring automatically shrunk down to just the right size for the skin on her finger.

Wen's eyes lit up: no matter whether the ring is useful or not, just this moment alone shows that she spent the money well.

She admired the slender and elegant fingers lined with sapphire for a moment, put the sealed bag aside, and took out another bag.In the bag was a book full of strange languages, and next to it was a phonetic symbol and reminders written in huge fonts.

Or a warning?

"Attention! Please read Vogon's poems while making sure you are deaf! Please treat this collection of poems with caution!"

...felt as if strange things would happen if one read the poems in this book.

There are not many phonetic symbols, but the pronunciation is too strange, full of weird back nasal sounds and syllables that require throat vibration. Wen quickly recited the phonetic symbols, tore up the phonetic symbols and prompts and threw them into the trash can.

Then Wen realized she was wrong. It wasn't that there was no shockproof and shatterproof packaging in the carton, it was just placed at the bottom, and it was neither foam paper nor cardboard.

It's a towel.

Wen was stunned for a long time before taking the towel out. There was also a small note on the towel: "A towel that is absolutely practical and must-have for space travel."

She doesn't remember buying towels...forget it.Maybe it's a giveaway.

Wen put the nine rings back in the carton, put the carton away in the storage room, and almost tripped over the broken wood leaning against the wall when he came out.

She put the book of poems on the sofa, and Wen decided to try to read this magical book of poems.The towel is also placed next to the poetry collection, and it will be put in the bathroom later.

It is said to be a collection of poems, but it is actually a magic book, right?

The so-called reminder is just a gimmick, and the merchants just like to do it. All the tricks are to empty the buyer's wallet in the end.

Wen intends to contribute the wallet depending on the situation after reading the collection of poems.

If the effect of this magic book is good enough, she will go to the website to buy some more things.

Wen thought well, but reality stopped her.

It's time for dinner.

Someone's footsteps stopped outside the door, it wasn't Wen's familiar footsteps—the delivery boy changed?But if the delivery staff changes, it is impossible for the store to notify in advance.

There were a few brisk knocks on the door, accompanied by the boy's voice: "The takeaway is here!"

Wen walked softly to the back of the door and looked out through the peephole. The person standing outside was not the delivery man she was familiar with, but a handsome boy, about 20 years old, with a windbreaker on his head. Mirror, full of boredom.

The paper bag in his hand was indeed printed with the hotel's emblem.

The big boy knocked on the door again, quickly and hastily: "Hello? Is anyone there?"

Leaving aside why she didn't get notified when the delivery person changed, how did you come in with this strange face? !

That nerve tensed up in Wen's mind for an instant.

People in this world live in a world full of superpowers and people with superpowers. They are used to seeing news headlines about superheroes and supervillains. Feel that breath for the first time.

Unlike them, Wen comes from a world where there are no surreal elements in reality, which makes Wen extremely sensitive to certain auras.

She has also met a lot of superhumans, and one of the biggest feelings is that these superhumans are very beautiful... But that's not entirely true, the appearance of many mutants can't be described as beautiful at all. The common feature of superpowers is some kind of "abnormality" in appearance.

Some exceptions are aesthetically good, and some are bad.

The abnormality of the big boy outside the door was the good one. He had a face that couldn't tell the age, chewing gum in his mouth, and the movement of looking around reminded Wen of a hamster. Both he and the hamster made her feel cute and agile.

—Are you serious?hamster?What a lousy metaphor.

Not everyone makes metaphors with weird and weird styles like you!

Wen turned on the intercom at the door: "Hello?"

"Ma'am, your takeaway is here." The boy repeated.

He didn't look like a patient person. Wen thought he was going to yell at the door angrily, but his performance was unexpectedly restrained.

"Who are you?" Wen asked him.

She will never eat indiscriminately, absolutely not.

The world is too dangerous!

Even Wendy's inner world is full of abnormal neuropathy!

She needs to be more vigilant against strangers!

Even now, when he recalled the suffocating feeling in that castle, Wen still couldn't help but tremble nervously.

She felt anxious, so anxious that her thoughts were chaotic and incoherent, as if there was a rope strangling her throat, always tightening it tightly, but relaxing a little from time to time, allowing her to breathe.

Wen couldn't quite tell whether it was Wendy's feeling or hers.

But in her heart, there is not much difference between the two.

"I'm your delivery man, ma'am." Kuaiyin said patiently.

He felt that he was on the verge of endurance, after all he wasn't a delivery guy, he was a member of the X-Men, he was one of the fastest men in the world, he was a superhero - except he wasn't a delivery guy!

But he had to come to deliver this takeaway, because the unlucky deliveryman was injured because of their mission.

The mission this time is not a big deal. In recent days, those villains who are active in New York have not moved much. Most of the X-Men dealt with small things, car accidents between ordinary people, murders between ordinary people, Go bank robbery...

The case is not difficult, but it is a bit troublesome to handle.

Before arriving, Pietro had just captured a group of guys who wanted to rob the armored vehicle. The armored vehicle was protected by a group of well-trained mercenaries. Before Pietro arrived, they had already relied on sophisticated armed equipment And the robbers shot at each other for a long time.

To Pietro, even if he does not intervene, these mercenaries can still win the final victory.

But he still went up to help, and before the rescued mercenaries had time to thank him, they swarmed to the side of the man sitting in the co-pilot.

That guy was already injured, and his head was bleeding when he was hit in a sharp turn. It was all like this, and he was still clinging to the paper bag in his arms.

What important things are in the bag?

Pietro has encountered too many similar scenes. Being a superhero is like this. He will always experience too many life and death. He lifted the man out of the deformed car seat and rushed him to the nearby emergency room. At this critical moment, the man was lying on the hospital bed, and stretched out his hand towards him, dying: "I, the one in my arms..."

"I have handed over your things to the nurse, and she will put them in your ward." Pietro comforted skillfully, "Don't worry, your injuries are not serious, and the bullets didn't hurt the vitals."

"...That's not, mine." The injured man said with difficulty, "That's what I want to give..."

Here it comes, Pietro thought, a gift for someone?For wife or children?It may also be given to parents, but this option is not particularly common. In fact, Pietro encountered more people who wanted to give things to lovers.

The life of being a superhero is like this. This kind of tear-jerking plot in the movie is completely a kind of daily life in their life, which is not beyond his expectations...

The man on the hospital bed struggled to reach out to Pietro, with tears in his eyes.

The nurses around were frantically trying to hold him down, but in the background sounds of "Don't move!" and "The wound is open! Hold him down!", his persistent eyes moved the young Pietro .

He couldn't help but start to guess what important things were in the paper bag, and this strong man showed such a look. Could it be that today is the time for him to meet his long-estranged wife, and this is his last chance to save his lover?

Under Pietro's gaze, the man shouted with all his strength: "...this is the takeaway I want to give to customers!"

Pietro: "..."

Nurses: "..."

The surrounding crowd: "..."

Pietro, male, current member of the X-Men, a well-known superhero, is the biological son of Magneto, but now he is taught and trained by Professor X, Magneto's best friend in the past and now the number one enemy, and always thinks that although he Very young but ready to take on big responsibilities.

He upheld this concept for a long time, until today.

Pietro's thinking was severely tested.

"What did you just say?" he asked, not believing he actually heard that.

Takeout is a joke, right?You are in a cash truck, are you delivering food in a cash truck? !What takeaway should be delivered by cash truck?

The nurses also fell silent. The man's injury was not serious. Their curiosity to hear the answer slowed down their movements, and even the hospital bed was pushed even slower.

After being let go by everyone, the man took a breath and replied: "...the car has just been successfully transported on the return journey, and the compartment is empty. I have a good relationship with the driver, so please ask him to take me to the customer service station. nearby……"

Pietro was shocked: Can it be such a coincidence? !

But if it's a takeaway, why do you protect it with such a posture of risking your life!

"...You are Kuaiyin, right? The fast Kuaiyin?!" The man said quickly, "Can, can you please deliver a takeaway for me! I know this request is sudden, but I must deliver it on time arrive……"

Hey, that's just a takeaway!You are going to have an operation to take out the bullet, and you are still worried that the takeaway will not be delivered in time? !

"...Because this is our very important customer! She must not be lost!"

So why do you have to work so hard and desperately for a takeaway, even if it is an important customer...

"She is the best customer! Every time I pay the bill, I put at least two more zeros at the end of the price!"

Pietro: "..."

"Of course we couldn't keep the money, so we called her when this happened for the first time, but she said, 'I've been working hard to learn how to spend money recently, and I'll give you a tip if you have more'..."

Pietro's heart was filled with all kinds of "!" and "?", and he was completely speechless.

And this man seemed to think that he had received an affirmative answer. After he relaxed, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

The nurses immediately pushed him to the operating room, and Pietro stood there blankly, while another nurse took the man's paper bag and handed it to him.

"Hold it, it's still hot." The nurse tried her best to hold back a smile, "It's hard work... Puff, cough cough, thank you for your hard work."

——So, this is why Pietro is now pretending to be a delivery man.

The girl behind the intercom was silent, and Pietro, who had nothing to do, raised his voice impatiently: "When will you..."

The door opened.

A light flew out, making Pietro squint subconsciously.

He wanted to turn his head a bit, but it was as if it was firmly attracted by a magnet and it was difficult to pull out. He seemed to see a clump of vines?In the bright sunshine, the green is vivid, soft and full of vitality, while under the vines, the two white legs are slender and slender...

... calves.

... calves?

Pietro took a sharp step back.

His eyes moved around in a panic and quickly landed on the face of the person who came. At this time, the benefits of super speed were reflected. His thinking ability and reaction ability were fast enough to cover up his gaffe just now, so as not to let The girl who opened the door took him for some kind of weirdo.

By the way, she is too pretty... so beautiful, except for his own sister Wanda, Pietro has never had such a close contact with such a beautiful girl.

Her blue eyes were like clear sky, her black hair was like ebony, she was quiet and sweet, and yet he was blinded.

The world turned into black and white, only her cheeks bloomed in his eyes.