Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

Rogers fretted at the closed window.

He didn't think much about it, he just wanted to send things up.But no matter how I think about it, this move was too rude.He hissed, wondering why he climbed up so fearlessly.

If it were someone else, he would definitely let the dog bite him, or call the police directly.

He hesitated, knocked on the window, "Doctor..."

Nothing happened inside.He licked his lower lip, "Doctor, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to send you something."

Still nothing.

Rogers' face wrinkled into a bitter melon.He pressed the glass with his hand.Well, if you use all your strength, this layer of glass can't stop him.However, after the smashing, the doctor's anger was absolutely unstoppable.

But, why didn't the doctor let himself get close... alas.Can't figure it out.

"..." Lowes turned down with a dark face, turned around, and finally looked up at the person who was still leaning on the window, his blood was surging for a while, and he felt like he was about to have a heart attack.

He opened his mouth, remembering that he couldn't speak loud enough for the idiot up there to hear him.

He reached for his phone and realized he had no contact information for Rogers at all.He looked down at Xia En, who raised his head and looked at him.

His black eyes were watery.

"Woof—" Xia En barked weakly, but didn't say any more.

Rogers froze for a moment, then suddenly looked down.

Lowes looked up.The excellent eyesight allowed Rogers to clearly see the helplessness on his face that was too faint to be seen.

Before he could react, he laughed.It is indescribably comfortable.

"Wait a minute!" He shouted down, retreated to the wall, rushed out, jumped to the opposite wall, then kicked his legs and quickly rebounded, grabbing the railing of the lower floor.

He saw it and let go, and fell directly, rolling down on the balcony of the lounge on the fourth floor with a 'bang'.Then quickly flipped out, jumped onto the railing of the opposite building, and jumped directly down.

Lowes frowned as he watched his series of movements.

Xia En licked the tip of his nose, and watched the idiot not far away jumping back and forth with eyes similar to Erth's.

The security guard in charge of the security of the institute ran out, "When did he go up!!"

Rogers patted the ashes off his body, and was stopped before he approached.

"It's not a big deal." Ess glanced at him and said to the security guard, "If someone asks, just say I guarantee it."

The security guard looked at him suspiciously.

"Is there a problem?" Erce looked back fearlessly.

"No, no problem." The security guard quickly lowered his head and led his team back.

Rogers glanced at the person walking away, then at Erth, a little puzzled, "I thought you were the highest official of this institute."

Lowes didn't answer his question, "What are you doing here?"

"...I just stopped by to see you." Rogers raised his arms, "I'll bring you something to eat."

Lowes looked at the powder-blue bag, "I have a heart condition, so I can't eat anything high in sugar."

Rogers snorted and withdrew his hand, "Sorry, I don't know."

Lowes pursed his lips.

"I thought you liked sweets." Rogers scratched his head.

Lowes...he really couldn't eat it.But for this reason, he also really likes to eat.

"Is there anything else?" Lowes took a deep breath.

Rogers shook his head.

Lowes rubbed the space between his brows.

Rogers was embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I don't know that you are not in charge here. Did it cause you trouble?"

"Next time, it's not important, so don't come here." Lowes raised his eyes and warned.

Rogers opened his mouth, and finally let out a sigh.

Lowes pursed his lips and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Rogers followed him.

"...I'm off work." Lowes paused for a moment, "I'm going to eat."

Rogers' eyes lit up instantly, "Okay, okay!"

Lowes's face twitched, he stood still, turned around, his eyes darkened, "How are you doing? I'm going to eat. As for you, where should you go?"

Rogers hummed, "Let's eat together, anyway, go back on the way. Okay?" He bent over to get closer, with a smile on his face.

Lowes was forced back half an inch by his suddenly approaching body, "...no way!"

Rogers didn't know, so, "Why not?"

Lowes twitched his forehead, "We don't know each other well."

"It's okay, we'll be familiar soon." Rogers said indifferently.

Lowes almost laughed angrily, "Steve Rogers, why are you pestering me like this?"

"...I'm not pestering you." Rogers was stunned.

"Not pestered??" Lowes' expression collapsed for a moment.

"Not pestered." Rogers took a few seconds to reflect on himself, and then said firmly, "No."

Lowes... "I have to do a brain CT scan for you."

"Yeah."

For a moment, Lowes' mind and face were blank.

In the end they went to dinner together.

Lowes poked the green beans on the plate, exuding an aura of not being close to strangers.

But it was obvious that the person opposite was completely immune, "It feels pretty clean here."

"Ah."

Rogers really wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but he didn't seem to have that ability.

"Want to eat a small cake?" After he finished speaking, he let out an uh.Why did the doctor say not to eat it, but I still let him eat it.

Lowes silently dragged the small triangular portion of Mango Melaleuca, and began to dig bit by bit.

Rogers laughed.

Lowes glanced at him, eating the sweet bright yellow pocket snacks, which did not delay his murderous look.

Rogers quickly restrained his smile, "Next week, I will buy a blueberry flavor. The color and shape are very nice."

Lowes buried his head again.Neither of them thought there was anything wrong with buying something nice to eat.

Rogers smiled and watched him eat, and was quiet for a while.

After eliminating a good-looking snack, the breath around Lowes eased a lot.

"I went to see an old friend today," Rogers said while watching him while eating, resting his chin on his hand. "She has changed a lot."

Lowes wiped his mouth, "Old lover."

"..." Rogers, who wanted to confide his emotions, froze suddenly.

Lowes raised his eyebrows lightly, "Both literal and emotional."

"Hiss—" Rogers smacked his lips, "Doctor..."

There was no emotion in Lowes' eyes.

Rogers looked at him for a while, and then sighed, "That's right....It's pretty good."

People who thought they would be angry were not angry.The punch missed, and Lowes leaned back in his chair, his eyes turned outward.

Rogers took out his mobile phone, "Furry told me that everyone uses this connection now. Doctor, can you leave a contact information?"

Lowes was silent for a while, and reported a series of numbers.

Rogers swiped open the screen, clicked into the address book, and started to operate.

Lowes watched his movements, "You're a quick learner."

"Really?" Rogers looked up at him after finishing his work, his eyes were clear.

Lowes and him stared at each other for a while, then looked away.The smile on Rogers' lips deepened.

After waking up, Rogers was really different from the one that crawled out of the ice in his impression. The 25-year-old Rogers is ambitious, upright, sharp-edged and more restrained and distanced.Even if he has been frozen for 70 years, those qualities of him will not be lost.

But although the behavior of Rogers in front of him is naive, he is actually more mature and understanding.What's more, more time can give you the wisdom of dealing with the world, being a person, and living.

This way, it's a bit like...like the Rogers who smiled and told himself that he was ready to die after a thousand sails.

Thinking of something long ago, Lowes slowly frowned.

At first, he suspected that Rogers had retained some subconsciousness from being a God of Death, but now, he wasn't sure either.

Rogers looked at himself following the gaze he turned back, and tugged at his clothes, "You bought what I'm wearing. Does it look good?"

Lowes...that's it, that's it, always letting himself hesitate on the edge of various facts.Doubt yourself, doubt the world, wonder if this person is out of his mind! !

For a while he was the 25-year-old Rogers, for a while he was the god of death who had accompanied him for more than [-] years, and for a while he was that old man who was almost a demon.

Lowes really wanted to say it was ugly, but after all, he picked it himself, "The clothes are good. You can't wear them."

Rogers grinned, "Then...doctor help me wear it?"

Lowes... wanted to throw the water on hand directly over it.

"Going back." Louas stood up hurriedly.

Rogers snorted and quickly grabbed his coat to follow.

"When I went out today, you didn't seem to be up yet." Rogers looked at Shane, whose eyes were quiet in the back seat. "Does a big dog like Shane have to be walked every day?"

"Ah."

"Then, why don't we go back to the apartment later, let's go for a walk?" Rogers said enthusiastically, "Xia En hasn't been active all day, right?"

"...You're right." Lowes flicked his fingers twice, and after parking the car, he tilted his head, "But what does that have to do with you?"

Rogers...

"Shaun." Lowes called back, and Xia En hurriedly followed.

Lowes bent down to put him on the leash, and smiled, "Mr. Rogers, bye."

Rogers leaned on the side of the car, watched a person and a dog drifting away, and enjoyed it for a while.

then……

followed.

Lowes walked slowly, and when he heard Rogers following footsteps, he smiled half-smile, "Aren't you pestering me?"

"Walk the dog, doctor." Rogers walked briskly.

Lowes hummed.

"What a coincidence, I'm going for a walk." Rogers stroked his stomach, "Today's food is delicious."

Lowes snorted lightly.

Rogers watched him go to the place where the shadows of the trees were standing, with a faint smile on his lips, he also smiled, and quietly accompanied him.

Well, well, finally there is a trace of popularity.Just keep pestering him, I always feel that big things will happen if he is left alone.

For the first time, Lowes walked Shane for an hour before returning home.

After taking a shower and sitting on the sofa, he exhaled and began to feel sleepy.

Sitting on the sofa, he wiped his hair time after time, his lazy thoughts floating in vain.Shane came over and lay on his feet.

With his bare feet pressed into his warm belly, Lowes lowered his eyes and moved his toes.

Xia En groaned, raised his head and stared at him.

Lowes and him looked at each other for a long time, "What are you doing? I asked you to shout today, and you still feel wronged?"

Shane is not just a clingy dog, the longer he is kept, the more his temperament seems to be ripped off from Lowes.

Cold, quiet, discreet.The dark eyes always seem to be thinking about something.

Xia En groaned again and raised his leg.Lowes watched as he put his legs on his lap and rubbed his big head against his belly.

Speaking of which, this was the first time that Sean showed such obvious clinginess.

Lowes leaned back slightly, and touched his head with his free hand, "You are my dog, why are you arguing with him?"

Xia En snorted and stuck out his tongue to lick his fingertips.

Lowes hissed and held back, "You are enough."

Xia En rubbed against him for a long time before slowly rolling around his feet.Shallow breathing, very dependent.

Lowes rubbed his foot on his back, feeling a little puzzled.But sleepiness made him brush his hair more and more slowly, and his thoughts also slowed down and became dull.

He was surprised that he was so sleepy today.He has been in a state of insomnia and light sleep.

Get up and go to the bedroom.Xia En didn't follow, he glanced back.

Seeing that he should be planning to sleep in the kennel tonight, just ignore it.

Shane was not allowed to sleep on the bed before, but after Rogers disappeared, he couldn't fall asleep, so he was eligible for prostitution.

Lying on the bed, Lowes turned over and saw the cabinet next to the bed.After watching for a while, he closed his eyes, turned over again, and fell asleep.

The kennel is in the living room, with the door on one side and the bedroom door on the other.Sean chose the position himself.

He rested his head on his forelegs and looked at the bedroom door for a long, long time before he couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

The author has something to say: Maybe I have to say that Sean and Rogers have nothing to do.That is, there is no such thing as possessing a body, becoming a dog, or the like.

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