When Chaoying meets Little Siren

"Your injuries are serious."

Wonder Woman sheathed her long sword, came to her side and reached out to touch her body, gently pressing her abdomen and tail to check her injuries.Blood was oozing from all the wounds on her body.

"Why help me?"

The mermaid's lips fluttered slightly. This was not a time and place where she could relax, but she was tired and in pain, she didn't want to move at all, and she didn't bother to open her eyes.

Seriously, so what if you really can't open it?She has no one to go back to see.

Despite saying this, she still stretched out her hand to touch her abdomen. Two ribs were broken, her spleen was ruptured, and her tailbone was broken or not. She didn't want to get up to check.

Well, she had to live, at least to see Superman die, and to send the kryptonite back.

She has to take some responsibility.

Wonder Woman picked her up by the waist, she gritted her teeth to endure the pain in her tailbone, and dreamed of her bed in a daze.

It's strange, she's a mermaid, living on land for so long and then infected with the human dependence on warmth.

In pain she heard Wonder Woman answer her.

"Because we can't let Superman kill people."

Her voice was steady and composed.

The mermaid sneered dizzily, retracting its claws and fins.She didn't want to move at all, the opponent's arms were indeed too stable, because of the battle, there was still dust and warmth.

It reminded her of a time when she was in dire straits and couldn't pay the rent. She and some little bastard slept under a quilt in the basement. Dust and hot sweat, no one offered to take a shower.

But that's really where she can sleep the most.

She said, "No, he's already killed."

"He's killed a lot of people... I personally recommend that you lock him up."

She fell asleep in Wonder Woman's arms, her voice almost whispering.

"He killed the Joker, he killed the rapist, he killed the arsonist, he killed the murderer; he killed Oliver, he killed Batman, he killed Jason, he killed me..."

She likes to let go of her hearing when she's relaxing, allowing the vibrations of objects in all directions to fill her head in detail.

This is an alarm she set for herself to monitor whether the surrounding environment is safe; and if there is no abnormal sound wave, it can be used as a kind of white noise to lull her to sleep.

She vaguely wondered why her organ vibrates at double frequencies today, one for the lower part and one for the higher part.

After a while, she thought again.

Hey, the vibrating frequency of Superman's organs is also double.

After a while, she convulsed in a half-dream, and suddenly realized that she opened her eyes.

Her peer ran back huffing and puffing, still not breathing well, staring at her with big round eyes.

The kid with disheveled hair probably slipped out while The Flash wasn't looking, and he didn't know why he came back to this place.

As she was thinking about it, she saw that the child's eyes were quickly covered with water, his mouth was tightly squeezed, and he was holding the corner of his little skirt tightly, as if he was about to cry in a second.

Before she could doubt, the child turned around and ran away.

What are you doing?

thought the mermaid.

Val was named by Alice.

Alice's sign language is elegant and calm. She thought that if she could hear the voice, Alice's voice must be like a quilt covering her body, soft and considerate.

Her hands are slender and fair, and the gestures are pleasing to the eye.Sometimes Weier was engrossed in watching her, reaching out to touch her fingers, and accidentally interrupting what the other party wanted to express next.

But Alice was the only one who wasn't annoyed by it.She smiled, and touched her cheek with her icy cold fingers, which slid to her eyes like a small fish.

said her finger.

["Vair" is a kind of animal that swims freely in the ocean. They are backed by the blue sky and are not bound. The whole world is their home, and they can go wherever they want. 】

【Can I do it too? 】

Val's eyes were wide open, and he put his hand on her knee affectionately.

[That's why I gave you the name "Val". 】Alice smiled, picked up a page of paper on the table, folded the page that recorded something she couldn't understand, and put it in her pocket.

Val was not interested in that page.

She is interested in what Alice expresses.

[Everyone's name has meaning, Val, they are unique, just like you are unique. 】

13-year-old Val has met a Val, an Alice, a Bryce, a Julie, a Tim, an Arthur, a Mera, a Barry, and a Jason in his short life.

— a Jason.

She didn't know that there were hundreds of people with the same name in the world, or that there would be similar or different Jasons in different parallel universes.

It's just that the guy said "Jason got killed."

The Jason she knew was killed.

Killing means he's dead, they'll never see each other again, no nightmares, no holding hands, no hugs, no lights, no knocking, no Jason.

She would soon lose a Jason in her acquaintance.

The unimaginable closeness to death dazzled her, she ran out of the museum and saw the dense crowd and towering buildings, feeling strange and dizzy.A lot of people were talking, and someone wanted to come closer, so she screamed and ran to a place where there were few people.But the streets of Tomorrow City on weekends are so crowded that there is nowhere for her to find the person she is looking for.

Her vision was very blurred, her physical strength was always bad, so she ran around everywhere, but fortunately she was small, so she couldn't hurt anyone.

She wiped her tears while running, choked on the tears, wiped them away with her hands, and ran around the streets with a painted face.

She finally ran into a small alley, buried herself in the pile of waste paper, choked up and cried for a while, wiped her face, pulled herself out of the pile of waste paper again, and walked again with weak legs. Run out of the alley.

She remembered the restaurant Jason had told her about.

She remembered the restaurant Jason had told her about.

She used that name to ask passers-by.

Few people knew about the restaurant, but one person pointed her in a direction, told her where to go and where to turn.She tried hard to write it down, thinking that she was about to see Jason, and might not see him, she was wronged and sad, her eyes were blurred, and she wanted to cry again.

She didn't want to cry, tears were too much of a hindrance, she fell down on the road, her hands were scratched, and wiping her tears with her hands not only hurt her palms, but also hurt her eyes, and her eyes were dirty, crying is really annoying.

But once you start crying, you can't stop.

She wanted to wipe her tears with her hand again, but the guide lightly blocked her with his hand.

He handed over a clean white handkerchief.

"Use this, little lady."

His voice is gentle and patient, like the residual heat of the sun that has not yet set, it is neither dazzling nor hot, but gentle and gentle.

She whimpered and rubbed her handkerchief on her cheek indiscriminately, making a mess of both the handkerchief and her cheek, stubbornly wanting to be pointed in the direction again.

It was almost completely dark, and the crowd began to thin out, gathering in groups of twos and threes.The man who handed her the handkerchief thought about it, and said hesitantly, "Did you get separated from your family?"

Under the brim of his hat, he has a pair of light blue eyes, like the sky covered with a light layer of clouds.

The word "scattered" poked her tear duct again.

She and Jason got separated, will they never see each other again?

Seeing her pouting again, the man knew something was wrong and was a little bit at a loss. He hesitated and said, "Shall we go to the police station for a while today? They will help you find your family."

"I'm going to find him."

Val said stubbornly, and wiped her face again.

She was tired from crying and walking, and after being guided to say a few words, the messy negative images in her head that flooded her like a wave finally calmed down a little.

Stop crying and just look for a place seriously.

The man was a little helpless, seeing that the place was not far away, at most three or four hundred meters, he said, "Then I'll go with you, okay?"

With that said, Steve stood up and pressed the brim of his hat.

After he forced himself to perform a month of high-intensity missions, Natasha gave him two tickets to come to the Metropolis, saying that he was properly relaxed, but he encountered Superman's out-of-control incident here.There are heroes in every city, not to mention that Superman, Wonder Woman, and The Flash belong to the Justice League. It is not convenient for him to participate in the incident, so he assisted in the evacuation of the crowd. Seeing that the situation was almost under control, he began to plan to walk slowly Visit the capital of tomorrow.

Natasha had given him two tickets, and he had only used one and was only going to use one.

And at the end of his aimless journey, he was bumped into by this little tabby cat with tears all over his face.

She gave him another small goal.

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The author has something to say:

Well, there might be girls who would be uncomfortable with Val being so trusting and weak.

But maybe I can't think of a better way to deal with her mental age.

Children's fear of death is quite sensitive and easy to exaggerate. Things that have never been experienced seem to be more terrifying in imagination.

/Captain was just a flash in the pan.

It's not the captain's home game yet.