The Witch of Baker Street

Originally, Mo Han and Patton were walking on the sunny streets of England. The man looked cool wearing a pair of sunglasses, and the woman was petite and dainty, and anyone who saw it would take a second look. .

Mo Han didn't know what to do when he saw Barton coming back, he just wanted to laugh from the bottom of his heart.The two of them didn't say anything along the way, and Mo Han kept her smirk all the time.But laughing and laughing, she couldn't laugh anymore.

When she was in the fourth grade, she became an assistant in the Potions class that was hailed as the worst in the school, and she graduated with a straight O in the Newts exam. She was never stupid.

She knew that Barton's return at this time could only prove that their mission was not fully completed, and there must be some accident about the Saatchi people.Moreover, she noticed that Barton kept hiding his right hand behind his back, and she could vaguely see the gauze wrapped inside.

And she always remembers what Stark and Natasha said to her, although she hasn't figured out what's going on until now.

She had a lot of questions in her mind, and she wanted to find someone to answer them.But looking at Barton's silent profile beside him, Mo Han didn't know how to speak.

The two returned to Baker Street. Watson was reading a newspaper in the living room. When he saw Barton and Mohan coming in together, he was surprised and smiled.

"Glad to see you back, Clint."

Watson went up to him and patted him lightly on the right shoulder. Mo Han noticed that Button's brows were wrinkled.Just for a moment, he quickly smiled again, "I'm glad too, John."

Watson on the opposite side didn't notice it, but just looked at Mo Han's not-so-good face, and he suddenly felt that he shouldn't be here.

"Uh...I...uh...Sherlock, do you want to go out?"

Watson saw a well-dressed Sherlock standing at the door of the room, and asked a little strangely.

Sherlock came over and threw the coat in his hand to Watson, "A text message from Lestrade, go to Scotland Yard."

"What, now? But..."

Watson, who was holding his coat, was still worried about the two people here, and he wanted to ask Barton if he really wanted to understand.

"The two of them can solve their problems, and it's useless for you to worry." Sherlock looked at Barton with a firm tone, "He has already found the answer, but whether he dares to say the answer depends on how much courage he has. .”

What Sherlock said was meaningful, and everyone present except Mo Han understood it.

"but..."

But Watson didn't finish his sentence, because he was directly dragged out of Baker Street by Sherlock. He only had time to say goodbye before disappearing at the top of the stairs. Now only Mohan and Button were left. .

"Come up with me."

Mo Han took a deep breath and spoke first, and Barton obediently followed her to her room.

"Sit there."

Mo Han pointed to the bed, the same position as last time.

Button sat down, a little confused about what Mo Han wanted to do.

"Take off your coat."

Mo Han didn't know what to look for on the table, so he instructed Button without looking back.

"Huh?" Patton froze for a moment.

"Take off your coat and roll up your right sleeve, don't I have to say it a second time?"

Mo Han turned his head and glared at him, full of menace.

Barton took off his coat with his head down, and then rolled up the sleeve of his right arm, exposing his arm wrapped like a mummy.

It seems that there is no way to hide it from her.

Button chuckled, and then watched as Mohan found a medical box out of nowhere, knelt down at his feet, held his arm for a look, then took out a pair of small scissors from the box, and started Cut his bandages.

Cautiously, for fear of hurting his subordinates, Mo Han put his whole heart into it, and for a while, there were only two slightly heavy breaths left in the whole room.

Gently releasing the bandage round by round, Mo Han concentrated on it, but still heard a slight sound of inhalation from above.

Mo Han's hand trembled, and he bit his lip, "Be patient, it will be fine soon."

She didn't look up, but she felt the other nod.She continued with her work, and her movements became more gentle, until all the bandages were removed.

On the arm with tangled muscles and veins, a scar that spanned almost the entire forearm made Mo Han gasp.

"How did it hurt?"

Mo Han asked casually, but his heart was very worried. This scar is not shallow, and it is very long. If it is accidentally injured, his entire arm may be destroyed.

"careless."

But Barton kept his secret, which drew Mo Han's eyes.But she didn't say much, just picked up a small bottle.Barton knew this bottle, it was given to her by the girl named Hermione Granger, and the magic potion called Bai Xian was very effective in wound healing.

He finally knew why she did it now.

The white fresh medicine actually hurts when it touches the wound, but Barton didn't say a word.Mo Han dripped two drops on his wound, and after a burst of green smoke, the wound was almost healed, just like last time, almost only a trace of new flesh attached to the original wound could be seen.

"Thank you." Barton sincerely thanked Mo Han, but Mo Han packed his things and said coldly, "You're welcome."

Barton keenly sensed Mo Han's displeasure, but he didn't know why she was angry.An idea flashed by, and Barton was a little happy.

Mo Han packed up all the bandages and threw them into the trash can beside her. Then she wanted to stand up, but was blocked by a hand on her shoulder.

"what are you doing?"

Glancing at the hand on his shoulder, Mohan looked up at Barton.

"You're angry." Button was sure, "Why?"

"Who said I was angry." Mo Han stuck his neck, "When did I say I was angry?"

Barton ignored Mo Han's stubborn rhetoric, just bent forward, the distance between the two was only one finger, his eyes locked tightly on Mo Han's, and then asked.

"why?"

Mo Han's heart skipped a beat, and for a split second, all she had in her eyes were those eyes that she had once sunk into.

"I...I just...just..." Mo Han managed to turn his eyes away from Barton, but he hesitated but couldn't answer.

"You're mad at me, aren't you?" Barton's voice fluctuated a bit, "You're mad at me, you shouldn't be so reckless, you got hurt, right?"

Mo Han admitted that her heartbeat was probably going off the charts at this moment.

"Who... who said..." Mo Han hid back for a while, still not daring to look at Barton, "I, I'm angry that your S.H.I.E.L.D. Not only do you have no freedom, but you also face danger...I...I want to complain to your chief...I..."

Mo Han's words were choked in her throat, because she was hugged tightly by someone.

Mo Han couldn't believe it, the man in front of him was hugging her, as if he wanted to melt her into his flesh and blood.Her head rested on his shoulder, her hands were still in shock, and her eyes were still wide open.

This is... what is he doing?

Mo Han felt dizzy in her head, and then heard a voice whispering in her ear, "You once asked me if I like you. I didn't answer at that time, because I didn't dare, I I am a coward, a coward who even looks down on myself. I am afraid that my own identity may have today and no tomorrow. I said that I am a person who lives with death. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of leaving behind I don’t know where the captain learned about this. He told me that when love comes, no one can hide it. Even if it is a temporary escape, it will not help. Irreparable regret. I admit, I heard this, I was afraid. Ever since I knew you can magic, you followed that famous doctor and experienced so many people, I was afraid that one day you would leave our world I'm even, even afraid that my mission will end, because once this mission is over, we will become two parallel lines that cannot meet again. You don't even know that when I heard that someone slipped through the net during this siege, my first reaction was It was 'Great, can I go back to Baker Street again'."

He paused, and Mohan felt him take a deep breath, "You changed me, you changed Clint Barton. You cut half of his heart that only had missions, and put yourself in it , lock the door, and can never be erased.”

This was the first time Mo Han heard Barton say so many words. His deep voice sounded like a thunderbolt in her ears, and it immediately blinded her to the spot.

Something is wrong with her mind?Why did she seem to listen to what Barton meant, it was him who liked her?

Mo Han opened his mouth wide and moved, but no sound came out.

The restraint on his body was loosened, and Barton's face appeared in front of Mo Han again.Mo Han looked him up and down, and suddenly pulled out the magic wand in the inner pocket of his clothes and pointed it at him.

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Clint? Why did I ask you if you like me, I... when did I ask that?"

Hearing this accusation, Button couldn't laugh or cry, "I am Clint Button, you were drunk that day, and when you woke up, you didn't remember our drinking, did you forget?"

"No, Clint wouldn't be this kind of person. I don't believe he would do such a thing."

"Standing on two boats?" Barton frowned, "What do you mean?"

"He...he is obviously a couple with Natasha..." Mohan's voice was filled with a cry, and she tried her best not to show her vulnerability, "Natasha said it herself."

"Natasha..." Barton almost lost his breath, "Natasha said?"

As soon as Barton thought about it, he thought of Stark's strange way of always eavesdropping on him today, and what the two of them said to Mohan in the cafe.

It turns out they already knew it!No wonder, even the captain told him that.

Barton suddenly realized that he held his forehead helplessly. Is this a mistaken friendship?

"Natasha is not my girlfriend, we are just..." Barton struggled to find a suitable word, "partner."

"Nonsense," Mo Han complained, "She knows you very well, she even knows everything about your past, and even said that she joined S.H.I.E.L.D. pickled cabbage fish, she also..."

As Mo Han talked, the tears could no longer be stopped, dripping drop by drop to the floor, making little noise.

Her mind was so messed up that she didn't know what she was talking about or what she was doing. She only knew that this man was lying to her, and he must be lying to her.

Barton sighed. He has never dealt with such emotional issues, so he never touched them.Now that he finally has a girl who makes him fall in love, he didn't expect that the other party is more timid and timid than him, and dare not look directly at her budding feelings.

He simply stood up, ignored the wand that was still pointing at him, pulled Mohan into his arms, and kissed her on the lips.

The author has something to say: After much deliberation, I still want to break through their feelings here, so that it will be more convenient to narrate the next two stories.Sure enough, I don't understand love, so I can only write nonsense, it must be OOC, little angels, please forgive me.

Hahahaha, I finally want to marry my own daughter~~~~