Unremarkable Love Little Devil [Zhongyingmei]

Queenie has always been ignorant of human cubs.And the few human cubs she met all inexplicably liked to pester her, which made her even more puzzled.

Once upon a time, there was a Grace who was rescued casually. After he recovered and was discharged from the hospital, he always came back to play with her from time to time.Now there is another Morgan Stark. Wherever she goes, the little man follows her, wishing she could grow on her body like a little tail.

On the grass in front of the house, which is wider than a whole football field, the little friend Morgan sat next to Queenie, with his short legs stretched out on the grass blades, looking at her eagerly and asking, "Dad said you have a pair of big and beautiful wings, why are you so beautiful?" I did not see?"

Queenie said: "Because dragging a pair of big wings is very strange in the human world."

Morgan asked, "Why?"

"Because most humans don't have wings," Queenie said.

Morgan immediately said with bright eyes: "I know, only angels have wings!"

Queenie didn't refute: "Maybe."

"Then are you an angel?"

Queenie saw her own reflection in the little girl's pupils, which were as clear as springs of snow.

"What did your father say?" Queenie asked casually.

"Daddy said I should ask you myself if I want to know." Little Morgan said, blinking slyly, "but he secretly told me that you are the second most beautiful and kindest angel he has ever seen."

Queenie laughed dumbfounded: "Then who is number one?"

Morgan straightened his small shoulders and replied loudly: "Me!"

Ok.

The little guy peeked at Queenie's back again, and whispered, "Can I see your wings?"

Queenie turned her head and glanced at Shorty Pier beside her.

The little girl's big eyes were full of watery longing, and she stretched out a fleshy finger to discuss: "I'll just take a look, I promise."

Then there is a series of --

"Please, please, please..."

The sun, which is as soft as spun yarn, smells like green grass, and even the breeze is tanned with a comfortable warmth.

The corners of Queenie's thin lips hooked slightly: "Yes." As long as you don't get scared.

As soon as the voice fell, a pair of huge black wings unfolded behind her with a "hoo!", and the feathers were as smooth as satin, shining gorgeously in the sun.

Morgan let out a "wow" and cried out in surprise as she stood up from the grass and circled around her wings.

"Can I touch it?" A pair of star eyes looked at her.

Queenie looked at her for a few seconds, making sure that there was only joy in her eyes and no fear.

She nodded.

Morgan's chubby hand reached over and carefully touched the tips of her wings.Then he looked up at her and said firmly: "I believe, you must be the most beautiful angel in heaven!"

Queenie said nothing.

After a while, Morgan blinked her big eyes and asked cutely, "Do angel wings shed their feathers?"

Queenie's face was full of black lines: "...what do you want to do?"

Morgan said to her finger: "I want one of your feathers." But it must be painful to pull a feather, and she only wants one feather that she fell.

Queenie gently opened her little hands with one wing, and said indifferently, "I'm sorry, I don't shed hair."

Poor little Morgan caressed the back of the beaten hand and made the next best thing: "Can I fly around?"

Queenie ruthlessly refused again: "No."

A few minutes later, Stark and the others, who were chatting on the surface but actually peeking through the window, saw Queenie flapping her wings and flying around the grass.

A few minutes later, Stark and the others suddenly heard a child's "screaming" scream.Everyone was startled and ran out in a hurry.

Above the head, little friend Morgan nestled in Queenie's arms, kicking his short legs excitedly, and greeted Stark and Pepper below: "Dad! Mom! I'm flying!"

Stark waved to the sky with a fatherly smile on his face.

Loki said to Iron Man beside him, "Do you want to put on the armor?"

It wasn't that he was worrying unfoundedly, it was because of Queenie's disgusted expression, as if she would throw down the noisy little guy in her arms in the next second.

Stark said calmly and confidently, "No."

After pausing for a while, I moved my arm and said, "The mechanical arm is on my body, and it can catch it."

Everyone: "..."

The next day, Queenie finally managed to throw Morgan, who was entangled again, to Sol, Loki and others.Several people took her to see the storm tomahawk and magical magic.

In front of the living room window, Pepper came over and handed Queenie a cup of hot coffee.Pepper looked at Morgan who jumped onto Sol's shoulder outside the house, and said with a smile: "Morgan has been very happy these two days."

Queenie took the coffee and didn't drink it, but warmed her hands with her hands.

She has a sweet tooth, so she doesn't like the bitter taste of coffee.Sean used to give her mellow milk.And pancakes smothered in maple syrup.

She has not eaten these foods for a long time.

"It's a waste of money to feed this man my cup of coffee," Stark said, walking over, also holding a cup of coffee.

Pepper raised the corners of her lips and reached out to shake her husband's hand. Both of them had a tacit understanding in their eyes.

Pepper said "you talk", turned and walked away, leaving space for the two of them.

"Are you finally going to start your persuasion?" Queenie turned her gaze out of the window.

On the grass, Morgan was stepping on his feet and trying to wave to her.

Queenie moved her fingers holding the coffee cup, but did not respond to Morgan's beckoning.

She turned her gaze away and said coldly: "With all due respect, your strategy is very clumsy."

Stark took a sip of his coffee and said, "I don't have any strategy. I just want you to know that I haven't given up, and I have people I want to get back. Give me a year," he looked at her seriously, "It only takes one year, and my research will tell us the answer. If I fail, I will never stop you again."

Queenie glanced at Stark, his eyes were sincere and frank.

But Queenie said, "Why should I listen to you? Are you better than me?"

Stark said, "If I could, would you fight me?"

Queenie raised her eyebrows: Are you sure?

Stark waved his hands again and again: "Just kidding." He collected his expression and said seriously, "This is my request as a friend, and it is a selfish request. I don't want to lose my current life." After a pause, Star Ke continued, "I know you are also hesitating." Otherwise, there is no need for her to stay here, "You know in your heart the danger of reversing time, which is not only related to your safety, but more importantly, disrupting the timeline. The world could just collapse and disappear."

Outside the window, Little Morgan ran to the bushes to pick four small flowers, then ran back bouncing and smilingly gave one to Thor, Loki, Rocket Raccoon and Nebula.

Sol stretched out his big hand to take it, and put the little flower under his nose, and the tiger sniffed the rose.

Disgusting Loki and Rocket Raccoon.

Xingyun carefully held Xiaohua in his hand.

Queenie said, "Answer me a question."

Stark motioned for her to continue.

"Would you stop me without Morgan and Pepper?"

Stark said: "Yes." He shrugged, "Although I like to take risks, this time, it's too much, even for me."

"You think your method is safer than mine?"

Stark shook his head: "No. Even if my research is successful, it is also dangerous when we actually use it. But for you," Stark looked at her, "you don't need to use time magic on a large scale, at least you are safer. "

His eyes were calm and sincere: "I said that we are friends. Maybe you think I'm just saying these words to convince you, but your safety is as important as the world and my family."

Queenie put the cold coffee in her hand on the table, and said softly, "You only have one year."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

She walked out of the living room, down the stairs, across the grass, across the noisy streets of the city in an instant, and came to the gate of an apartment building.

This is her and Sean's apartment.

The mottled old iron gate faces the remote asphalt road.Every time they have to walk ten minutes from the bus stop to get back to the apartment.

Looking up, you can see their balcony and windows.It doesn't look any different than before.

Since Sean left, she never came back here.

Three years is actually not a long time. In the past, she just slept casually, and tens or even hundreds of years passed in a blink of an eye.

Three years is really not a long time.

However, sometimes she felt that she could hardly remember Sean's face.Just like now, she tried very hard to recall Sean's cheeks, Sean's eyes, but she just couldn't remember, as if he was slowly disappearing bit by bit.

At moments like these, Queenie really realizes that she might lose him.If she didn't hurry up, she would really lose him.

"Meow……"

There was a faint meow in my ear.

Queenie turned her head and saw a little dirty brown cat parked at her feet, staring at her unblinkingly with vertical golden pupils.

It's maple syrup.

Queenie sat down on the stone steps in front of the apartment.

Maple Syrup took two steps closer and lay down at her feet.

Queenie reached out and stroked the cat fur on its back.

"You're still here." She said softly, "Do you miss him too?"

Maple Syrup didn't run away out of fear like before.It bent down, the little cat's head resting on its front paws, and the whole cat was spread out for her to stroke.

After a while, Queenie said faintly, "I'm a devil, not an angel. Why should I care about other people's lives? Are you right?"

However, he will blame me.

Sean likes being a doctor because a doctor can save people and help people stay away from death.If he knew that she had killed many people in order to find him, he would definitely blame her.

"Glassman is gone," Queenie gently stroked Maple Syrup's thin back, "Sean will be very sad when he comes back. What should we do?"

……

When night fell again, Queenie picked up the maple syrup and went back to Stark's cabin in the woods.

After a while, he walked out of the hut without a sound, but his hands were empty.

As soon as I looked up, I met Lucifer at the door who was waiting to block people.

"You want to leave without saying goodbye again?" the Great Demon King pretended to be unhappy and asked.

Queenie said: "No, it's just that I haven't slept for a long time and I want to find a place to sleep well."

Lucifer looked at her and sighed.He told her not to embarrass himself, but this child who was tough and indifferent on the surface, but actually very soft-hearted, was still willing to wrong himself.

"Come back to Los Angeles with me."

Lucifer thought it would take a lot of talking to persuade Queenie to go with him, but he didn't expect him to speak. Queenie immediately nodded and said, "Okay."

Lucifer stroked her hair with relief and distress, and then dragged her out as if he was angry with someone, and said as he walked, "Come on, go home and sleep, sleep as long as you want."

I don't want to sleep for a long time, just a year.

But Queenie smiled and said without arguing, "Okay."

**

early morning.A cabin in the woods away from the hustle and bustle.

Little Morgan woke up from a sweet dream, and suddenly heard a thin and weak cry of "meow".

Morgan yawned softly, poked his head out of the bed, and immediately met a pair of golden cat eyes.

One person and one cat tilted their heads at the same time, looking at each other curiously.

Make sure it's not a dream, but a cat really broke into her room.Morgan's eyes lit up, he jumped out of bed happily, and took the brown kitten into his arms.

"Are you lost?" Little Morgan asked softly while stroking the kitten gently.

The kitten let out another cry in her arms, and the cat tried its best to poke its head towards the head of the bed.However, the human cub couldn't understand what it meant, thinking it was scared in an unfamiliar environment, so he stroked its fur more gently and comforted it in a low voice.

Maple Syrup had no choice but to step back and leap forward, jumping from Morgan's arms onto the bed, and then nimbly jumping from the bed to the bedside table next to her.

A cat's paw stepped on the cabinet and patted it.

Little Morgan immediately widened his eyes.

I saw a feather quietly placed on the small cabinet beside her bed.A very large black feather.

The black feathers shone softly in the morning light passing through the window, like a halo on an angel's head.

……

The author has something to say: Mr. Stark, who came to put his daughter to bed at night, saw a big feather in his arms.

Morgan: This is the angel feather Queenie gave me.

Stark, with a glance: Hmm.

Morgan: This is my contract feather with Queenie.

Stark: ...

Morgan: That means Queenie has agreed to be my guardian angel.She must be the most beautiful guardian angel.

Mr. Stark, who has a bit of a taste: Girl, I think you think too much...

Sure enough, children can best distinguish kindness.

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