West's Summer [Comprehensive English and American]

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After being quickly slapped in the face, West took his boyfriend's hand and turned around murderously, trying to teach Mr. Agent a profound lesson.But before he could speak, 007 rushed over and grabbed his shoulders, pinching his bones to pieces.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, at." His eyes were so gentle that they almost dripped, Bond slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his voice was hoarse and sexy as always, "You are still as lovely as when I first saw you, Can I invite you to have a drink with me next time?"

"Can consider it."

He also stretched out his hand, and under Merlin's direct gaze, West wrapped his arms around Mr. Agent's waist, moved down slightly, and unsurprisingly touched fresh blood.

"So, come to me for help?" With a flick of his arm, he circled Bond behind him.The young man frowned even tighter, although he said that he would not care about 007's business, and he was unwilling to involve Merlin, but this situation was beyond his control.

Looking up at the direction where Bond was running, at the center of the explosion, a strong man whose face could not be seen was standing in the shadow of the building, his arms shining with a cold metallic luster.Seeing West, he didn't dodge. Instead, he shook his arm and transformed into a sharp and huge knight sword, rushing straight towards them.

The culprit who was able to beat 007 so badly without fighting back that he had to ask him for help naturally had some background.

"How did you provoke Yi Laizhe?"

Amidst the sparse screams of the tourists present, the Black Knight was directly locked in place. West looked at the sharp blade that was close in front of him, frowned, and motioned for Merlin to take Bond away from here.

"It's a long story." After being handed over to the mage by the hermit, Mr. 007 had no choice but to be erected by Merlin honestly, and retreated towards the alley between the high-rise buildings behind him, "You too Don't wait too long, at, the situation is against you."

"I know." Looking around, the crowd muttering "it's actually a mutant" and showing fear and alert expressions, some of them have even secretly pulled out their phones to call the police, and West also intends to fight quickly quick decision.

"Can you talk?"

With a snap of the fingers, the surrounding air flow moved in response, hovering around them, covering their figures.West looked at the reformed man who couldn't move but was still staring at him, and threatened:

"Are you telling the truth yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

Of course, the actual nature of the two is exactly the same.In order to ensure the reliability and comprehensiveness of the information, as long as it is Yi Laizhe, that old cunning subordinate, he will inevitably be baptized by the spiritual storm of Lord Hermit.

Clearly aware of this, the black knight ignored him.

"Is that what I need to do?" Shrugging his shoulders, and not expecting that Dr. Yi's right-hand man would compromise, West stretched out a finger to his temple.To be honest, he was really curious about what Bond did to make Yi Laizhe send one of his most popular reformers to hunt down an agent without super powers to make that guy so mobilizing.

but.

Thoughts penetrated into the black knight's sea of ​​consciousness like tentacles, catching every trace, but unexpectedly only got a blank, West frowned all of a sudden.

How could this be?

He has always been very confident in his spiritual ability, otherwise he would not have dared to come to England alone.As far as he knows, the black knight doesn't have any ability to counter brain control. Could it be that in just two months, Yi Laizhe can find another psychopath while fleeing, and transplant his genes to the black knight? Knights fail?

But soon, Lord Hermit realized that he actually wanted to fork.

When the pair of light green eyes that he was so familiar with appeared in the mind of the black knight, West realized that he might have been tricked again.He knows Adelaide's skills better than anyone else. As a psychic user, he naturally knows what kind of means the other party will use to obtain information. It is not surprising to take precautions in advance.What's more, if Adelaide had been tracking the brain waves of the Black Knight, Yi Laizhe must have gotten the news the moment he discovered West's existence.Not only his current position, but also everything that happened around him, as long as the black knight sees it, his old enemy can know it well.

This is bad.

Feeling that another stronger force came in and began to violently attack his consciousness, West immediately withdrew his mental power and cut off the spiritual connection with the black knight, but still received a little impact, his face suddenly changed very pale.

"Everything you're doing now is a dying struggle, Hermit."

Seeing the boy take a step back suddenly, a trace of bright red slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.The black knight who had been silent all this time finally spoke, like a machine that had been programmed in advance, with a flat voice without any fluctuations:

"Unlike the small fights before, when you receive this news, our war has already begun. You, and everyone around you, will be the target of the 'High Tower Project', no matter hiding Wherever it is, the fate of destruction cannot be avoided after all.”

"This time, I will never die."

Before he finished speaking, the skin on his face suddenly began to swell along with an abnormal fluctuation of the airflow.Amidst the horrified screams of passers-by, Bond and Merlin who had just retreated into the alley looked up at the same time, but only had time to see West's figure flashing away in the smoke and dust, and then they were involved in a world-shattering scene. in the explosion.

Divide. Self-destruct.

Okay, this is very easy.

"West!!"

His expression became extremely ugly in an instant, 007 struggled to get up, but he moved too much and pulled the wound, and staggered while leaning on the wall.And Merlin, as early as the first ray of flames rose, rushed to the street at high speed, and plunged headlong into the aftermath of the explosion.It was like entering a land of no one, and unlike the people around who were twisted by the impact, the oncoming air wave seemed to be split in the middle by something, and it didn't affect him in the slightest.

"...Damn."

Although a barrier was erected when something was wrong, it was too close to the center of the explosion to completely avoid it.After being thrown back at least five meters, West's forehead was bleeding, and he collapsed into the broken glass all over the floor in front of the shop, his eyes blackened in bursts.

"Serena!"

Soon he found the Lord Hermit, who seemed to be seriously injured, and Merlin hurriedly ran across the messy ground, lifted the still fainting boy, and leaned on his shoulder.

"How do you feel? Where else is it hurt? What the hell happened just now?!"

Absolutely regretted leaving West alone there.The archmage raised his hand and put it down again, afraid that touching the invisible wound on West's body would make him uncomfortable, but he couldn't help himself and wanted to trap him tightly in his arms.It’s fine if you don’t get it, and you still can’t feel the pain of losing it, but once you really have it, just thinking that you might go back to the days when you didn’t have West again, Merlin feels that every inch of your body is in pain. whine

"Can't you stop worrying me?!"

It was as if there was blood stuck in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.In the end, Merlin could only hold West's cheek, bowed his head and kissed it fiercely.

The tip of the tongue pried open the teeth, with overwhelming fear and pain, licking every inch of the corner it could reach.Touching the blood that was even stronger than before, the mage's eyes became extremely dark, and his anger was completely ignited.

This isn't the first real kiss between them.

However, West felt dizzy and suffocated for the first time.

Merlin's movements seemed gentle, but only he knew how much stubbornness was contained inside.Just like the mage, he obviously looks docile and considerate, but there is also a madness and possessiveness that others cannot know.It's as if the vast and boundless sea has already brought everything about you into his world without making a sound, and you will never be able to escape.

The lips and teeth are close to each other and fit together tightly.Already dizzy after the explosion, but still being robbed of every ounce of air from the inside to the outside, West could only cling to the mage's shoulders helplessly, in obedience, and also in a silent and considerate way. appease.

So, when Bond walked over, clutching his wound in cold sweat, what he saw was such a scene.

On the streets of London after the explosion, among the crying and running crowd, Merlin and West kissed each other quietly amidst the ruins.The scorching sun in the afternoon poured down from the high-rise buildings and scattered to the messy world, just like the rest of life after the end, even the shadows overlapped, and nothing could separate them from then on.

007 instantly felt that his existence was a bit redundant.

"Q, are you still there?" Pressing the tiny headset hanging on the ear, Bond called out to his quartermaster aggrievedly: "You still think it's a good idea for me to come to AT?"

He is a majestic 00-series agent, it’s okay to be seriously injured by a black bump on the streets of London, and now he is still slapped on the face with cold dog food. This mission is simply the malice that the whole world forced on him.

"If Xavier hadn't happened to come to London, and you happened to be not far from him, 007, do you think you would still be alive to talk to me?" Only then did he close his precious computer with a sigh of relief. Q picked up the mug and took a sip. He didn't want to ignore Mr. Bond's complaints: "Be honest, the rescue will arrive in 10 minutes."

"10 minutes..."

Startled by the figures reported by the quartermaster, 007 sighed helplessly: "Okay, as long as you are happy."

If the speed of i6 reinforcements could be half of their rescue speed, he wouldn't be standing here now, dripping blood like a faucet, and being fed dog food by the handful.

Therefore, Mr. 007 is good at pretending to be dead and resurrecting, which caused the entire intelligence department to complain. There are quite historical reasons.

"You are not afraid that you will die if you are not careful."

Ten minutes later, standing in front of the MI10 helicopter with no expression on his face and watching 007 being carried on a stretcher, West scolded him mercilessly: "Who is Yi Laizhe, you dare to go up and provoke him, Isn't it good to live honestly?"

"I really didn't take the initiative to get up."

The tone was extremely aggrieved. Bond, who was tied on the stretcher, glanced at the bright red lips of the young man and the black-haired boy behind him who smiled at him subtly, and felt a little chill down his back.

Thanks to him, his boyfriend was almost blown into fireworks in the street, and it's completely normal to feel guilty.

"You have to know, I was just tracking down the flow of funds before Constant Manor, and when I got there, there was this scary guy waiting for me."

In the end, before he found anything, he was chased and killed by the black knights for three days, from Edinburgh to London, and he didn't stop until Q found West's whereabouts... Bond thought for a while, something now It was a bit strange to think about it, but he still couldn't say it in front of others, so he waved to West and pointed to his temple, the meaning was obvious.

West understood, and dialed the earrings.

After a while, he frowned slightly, and his already pale face became even more ugly.

'I think their target might have been you, at. '

Summing up all the doubts, with Bond's rich experience as an agent, he reminded West in this way, which coincides with Lord Hermit's own judgment:

'The black knight had many chances to kill me directly, but he let me escape to London... If I didn't happen to meet on the street, q was going to call you for help. '

Therefore, releasing the clone to hunt down 007, and implanting such an indestructible spiritual barrier, the black knight is just a decoy.

He just shouldered a mission to spread the word, speaking for Yi Laizhe to announce the beginning of the war, and...

Let that lunatic know about Merlin's existence.

Thinking of this, West took a deep breath, as if someone had seized his life.

He is not afraid of Yi Laizhe, no matter what he may face.However, he absolutely couldn't let Merlin be exposed to the crisis he was in.

It's all his fault.

All the joy of connectedness has turned to fear, and all possible futures seem to be tinged with the color of the unknown.The young man trembled slightly, his blood faded, as if he had returned to the time when he was imprisoned at the bottom of the Alps 20 years ago, reliving the deep-seated despair that had taken everything away.

"what happened?"

Of course, he couldn't fail to feel West's abnormality. Merlin put down the potion in his hand to clean his wound, and looked up worriedly together with Gaius' puppet cat.

At that time, they had sent away the seriously injured 007 and returned to Oxford together.After the exchange of consciousness with Bond, West was very silent along the way, and even Merlin half-forced and half-coaxed him to take him back to his home for bandages.

And the mage's voice just happened to call the boy back from the fear of possible loss. Standing up from the sofa with a 'swipe' sound, West looked down at Merlin's light gray eyes full of worry, not daring to think about their appearance stained with blood.

"I... I'm fine, I'll go back first... No, no, I still have something to tell you..."

Even his voice was trembling, and the words he spoke were confusing.West knew that his current appearance was ugly, but he couldn't help it. He really couldn't control the fear of 'possibly losing Merlin' that arose from his instinct.

Can't wait to slap myself to calm down.West took a deep breath, and was about to make a move, but the mage gently grabbed his wrist, and he sat back on the sofa with his strength, getting very close to each other.

"West."

The calm and gentle call was like a soothing medicine at this moment, it miraculously brought back the boy's somewhat confused thoughts, Merlin frowned slightly.He had never seen West so flustered, and the reason could only be related to the secret conversation he had with the agent at that time.But West himself was unwilling to reveal a few words about it. Although Mei Lin wanted to comfort him, he really couldn't do it.

"Why can't you tell me all about it?"

His eyes were a little hurt, he looked straight into West's ocean-like blue eyes, leaned slightly, and pressed against his cold forehead.It seems that in this way, he can see the bottom of his heart more clearly, and see what this disturbed young man is afraid of hiding.

Obviously, he came to him as Merlin, and he wanted to do his best to share the heavy pain on his shoulders.

He didn't answer, didn't move, just stared at Merlin's moist and clear eyes.West looked at it for a long time, until the orange afterglow gradually appeared on the horizon, and at the beginning of sunset, it covered the entire horizon.He finally lowered his eyes, and the confusion in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a determination that Merlin couldn't understand, and subconsciously didn't want to understand.

"I'm a mutant, Merlin."

After hesitating for a while, he still spoke with such deliberation.West kept looking at the mage's expression and confirmed that he just nodded without showing any disgust, before continuing:

"You know what it means to be a mutant. Even if I want to hide myself, there will always be trouble coming to my door... I don't want, and I can't let you get involved in these terrible things because of me."

"But... um!"

Frowning tightly upon hearing this, Merlin was about to refute something, but was completely interrupted by a sudden kiss.Just like he was biting West almost plunderingly on the streets of London not long ago, now, he is also being kissed by the teenager in disbelief, so eager and desperate, like the last straw grabbed by a drowning man, boiling hot It almost melted his whole body.

"wait for me."

The well-proportioned arms tightly strangled the mage's waist, almost crushing him and squeezing him into his body.West closed his eyes, gradually let go of everything, and pulled away all of Merlin's rationality.

And between the deep kisses, he seemed to hear the boy speak like that, but there seemed to be nothing. The only thing that was clear was the glistening water from the corner of the man's eyes, falling into the collar, leaving an almost scarred line on the skin. Traces of burns.

So, from that night on, West disappeared from Merlin's life.

——Quiet, thorough, as if this person had never existed in this world, not even a single word was left behind.