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"Give."

Jon took a glass of milk and approached Antarina, who was standing on the balcony blowing the wind. The latter seemed to know that he would look for her at this time, glanced at him, took the glass of milk and shook it, and then put His eyes fell on the whiskey in his hand: "I am much older than you in theory, but I want to drink milk?"

"You can't deny the fact that you're still a fifteen-year-old body." Jon looked at her and smiled slightly, his dark eyes reflecting the stars.

"It's not fair." Antarina looked at him, smiled and shook her head.

The soft white of milk was reflected in her eyes, a magical, gentle color.

Antalina took a sip, tasting the sweetness coming out of it.

"Actually, if you don't want to go back with me..." Jon suddenly said from the side.

"No." Antarina interrupted him in the middle of his sentence, "I will go back with you." She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then said, "But we are not yet sure about the real magician Sex? And even if it's confirmed, maybe you won't be able to go back for a while."

Jon fell silent, and said with a sigh, "Anna."

Antalina looked over because of his voice, and then let out a sigh of relief: "I'm not a little girl anymore."

"But no one deprives you of the right to express your reluctance." Jon leaned on the railing, "It's not ashamed to admit that you are reluctant, Anna. And I am your brother, you can speak freely in front of me."

"What about you?" Antalina asked back, "Will you speak freely to me?"

Jon probably didn't expect her to ask such a question, and he froze there for a while, followed by a long silence.

Antarina couldn't say she was sad, because although she knew that she and Jon were relatives, the distance between them could not be shortened in a short while.Or that Jon would be easier on her, but she wouldn't be on Jon.

Because she spent much longer with him than he did with her, much, much longer.

But she was willing to open her heart to him.

"Actually, I'm a little scared." Antarina's sudden voice made Jon look at her.

But the girl didn't focus on him, but looked down at the milk glass in her hand: "Of course it's more confusion. For you, maybe I've only been away for a few years; but for me In other words, I have been away for a hundred years, and I have even given up looking for you. The most important thing is that I don’t remember you at all. Even now, my impression of you is only that you are my relatives, and your name is Jon Snow, and you are the 998th Lord Commander of the Night's Watch that Melisandre outlined in the history books."

"...That's not your fault." Jon faced Antalina, "You know."

Antalina raised her eyes: "The other thing is that I miss this place."

All of Jon's words were blocked at once.

"There is no doubt that I am the one who wants to leave. If I am given a chance, I will definitely leave—" Antarina looked at Jon with a helpless expression that she didn't even know, "But I like this place, Jon Well, I love it here (ALOT)."

"Peter?" Jon softened his expression.

Antarina smiled weakly: "There are also Charles and Tony, and many, many other people who have treated me well."

The atmosphere between them fell silent until Jon said again: "I like it here too."

Antalina smiled, but did not speak.

"I'll be more relaxed here." Jon also smiled, "There is no ice and snow, no loneliness, no Iron Throne staring at us, and no white ghosts and men because I brought wildlings into the Great Wall. People's betrayal, compared with the two, I can choose not to go back."

"But you will go back," Antarina said.

"Yes, I will go back," said Jon, looking at her, "because that is my duty, my oath. Even if I don't want to lead the Night's Watch, even if I am tired of dealing with the king's business, I will still watch Man, I'm still a Stark too—either way, flinching is never in our vocabulary."

"Your words make me feel ashamed." I don't know if it was because of Jon's words, Antalina felt a fire flash across her heart, igniting the blood flowing in her body, prompting her to whisper He said, "The wolves never back down."

"Anna."

Antalina looked up in the direction of the sound, and Peter stood in the room lit by warm lights and looked at her.

The boy was wearing comfortable casual clothes, a white shirt and dark trousers, which looked a bit flimsy just like that.But Antarina knew that Peter was not thin at all, his shoulders were very broad and his chest was very hard, which was enough to hold her in his arms.

The boy standing under the light dispelled the darkness covering her with a smiling expression.

"Go." Jon looked at Peter and whispered to Antalina, "Now it's my turn to blow the night breeze."

"In the future, we will have plenty of time to spend together." Antalina turned around and left a sentence lightly.

Jon, who was left in place, watched the little boy put his arms around his sister's shoulders and turned away, couldn't help but smiled and looked away.However, when he looked at the night sky with almost no stars outside the Avengers Building again, his relaxation was no longer there.

In fact, Antalina always felt that some things were too dramatic.

For example, now, because Sirius and James arrived in the afternoon and it was night after explaining the situation to her, it was logical that Stark kept them for dinner out of the friendship of the landlord-Pep requested.At the dinner table, Antalina watched these men chatting with a smile anyway. At the end of the chat, Sirius and James even agreed that Stark would take Anna and Jon to find him the next day. Merlin Tombstone's proposal and agreed to stay here for one night.

Of course, Antarina knew very well that the person who proposed was biased towards Peter, while the person who agreed was biased towards her.

But no matter who it is, Antalina is sincerely grateful to these people.

But at this moment, she was leaning in Peter's arms, sitting on the sofa with him.She didn't refuse Peter's request to go with them tomorrow. Even though she knew that tomorrow was school time, she still agreed after making sure that the other party asked for leave from school.

And agreed to the other party's request to hug her.

"Peter." In the silence, Antalina suddenly spoke.

Then she felt the boy holding her arm tighter: "Actually, I've been thinking about a question."

The boy's voice was muffled: "What?"

"You are my boyfriend now, right?" Antarina adjusted her sitting posture, and turned to look at him as the boy relaxed, "But you seem to have been very careful with me, my It means...you can do anything you want to me, instead of asking me to give me permission to give you a hug."

Peter looked like he was taken aback for a moment, and then he breathed lightly: "Really?"

"..." You asked this sentence in such a tone that I didn't dare to nod.

Antalina's stiff look did not escape Peter's gaze, and he suddenly felt that there was nothing to be afraid of, and couldn't help laughing: "You said it."

"It's indeed what I said." Antalina straightened up, trying to get out of Peter's arms, but in the end she couldn't get away completely, but lay down on his lap and looked up at him, "I just don't think you need Being so careful with me, you can do to me what you want, and of course you can also tell me what you want to say."

And to be honest, she thought Peter was a little weird tonight.

Quiet like him.

"I don't know how to say it." Peter ran his hand lightly through Antalina's light-blond hair, and his expression looked a little melancholy, "I just... just suddenly understood why you have been rejecting me before, especially when you saw me just now. When you stood with Jon."

Antalina didn't speak, just grabbed Peter's other hand and played with his fingers.

Peter has a pair of very good-looking hands, well-defined, slender and slender.

"...Why don't you speak?" After a moment of silence, Peter tightened his fingers and held Antalina's hand.

"Because I don't know what to say." Antalina lowered the hands of the two, "Because I never thought that you would tell me this question, then you should also know that I am a pessimist."

Because I don't want to be hurt, I am willing to refuse, because I know there is no future, so I never care about the process.

"But you were finally convinced by me." Peter curled his lips and smiled like a cat stealing.

Antarina gave him a blank look: "No one can convince me."

"I know, of course I know." Peter freed his other hand to touch Antalina's hair again, "I just let you know that I will never be easily driven away, not to mention that I have eyes. I'll watch, Anna, I know you have feelings for me too, so you won't be able to drive me away."

"Is this something to be complacent about?" Antarina was a little bit dumbfounded, "And you have to realize that if it wasn't for my acquiescence, it would be a breeze to drive you away—of course I wouldn't do that." Peter remedied with a staring expression, "Who made me feel for you? Right?"

Peter snorted and pouted disapprovingly.

Now it was Antalina's turn to smile so that her eyes narrowed.

Then Peter leaned down, and Antalina looked at the magnified face in front of her eyes, and did not hide.

When her lips touched, she closed her eyes to hide the tears welling up in her eyes.

You can do and say anything you want to me.

And these things and these words will always be sealed in the depths of my memory, and I will dig them out and savor them slowly when I get old.

The author has something to say: the minds of both parties are unprecedentedly consistent in this chapter (although I did not write about Peter's side).

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