Peerless Drama

The vigorous and powerful heartbeat of the other party was rapid, and Saya was stunned for a moment.

She had just woken up with no strength in her body, so she could only put her whole body weight on Magneto's body. Her forehead was pressed against the side of Magneto's neck. There was a huge difference in body temperature between the two. A mild burning sensation.

"Eric?" She looked at him puzzled, "What's wrong with you?"

She imagined that when she woke up, she might face bullets, throwing knives, steel bars and other extremely lethal weapons.

But Magneto's hug... Saya didn't think about it.

She tried hard, stretched out her hand, pressed on the other's back, and then felt that the other party hugged her even tighter.

When was the last time you hugged someone?

Saya has no impression at all, she has always been not very interested in contact with people, because she will leave at any time, she keeps a polite and alienated distance from anyone.

But this time, she sighed slightly, and buried her face on the other's shoulder, feeling a little bit reluctant to part with the warmth.

Sensing Saya's approach, a crack suddenly appeared on Magneto's icy expression, but Saya was buried in his arms and couldn't see it. She could only feel his heart beating fast.

"That guy Loki is lying to me again."

Saya cursed in a low voice: "He said that I can restore my memory."

Magneto didn't speak.

He roughly guessed what kind of Winter Goddess Scarti was before, and seemed to have touched the evil god's doubts and fears, but he wasn't completely sure.

It's just that the current ending, except for Saya, probably everyone feels happy.

After all, she was the one who came back.

"You want to restore your memory that much?" Magneto asked.

"I really think," Saya said truthfully, "I'm missing so many things."

Magneto was silent for a moment, his voice dry: "You clearly said before that you like a peaceful life."

Saya shook her head, not realizing that her fluffy hair was rubbing against the opponent's chin: "But the peaceful life is a thing of the past."

Magneto stopped talking, and the two stayed in an embracing posture for a long time.

Slowly, Saya realized that the other party was depressed, so she sighed and said softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you."

Magneto was silent for a moment, then smiled: "You are apologizing again."

Saya was very guilty: "Although I know it's useless, I still think it's better to say it. Selfishly speaking, at least I can feel at ease."

Magneto was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "...you are so straightforward."

Saya smiled: "And you will forgive me, right!"

Magneto looked down at her, then curled his lips: "I didn't say that."

Saya patted the other person on the back: "Thank you, for so many years."

But such elder-like reassurance could not make Magneto feel better. He glanced at Saya lightly, shut his mouth and stopped talking.

The latter slightly distanced himself from him, blinked, and smiled happily.

"I thought I was going to die when I came back, but I didn't expect you to be so calm."

Magneto turned his eyes away and ignored her.

Shaye's complexion is still not good, it seems that he still needs to rest, and he feels tired after a while after being happy.

At this time Hank walked in, first did a simple inspection for her, and then the group moved their positions and returned to Saya's room.

"How do you feel?" Hank brought a glass of water and asked the latter to drink some.

Saya smacked her lips and felt it: "It's okay, there is nothing uncomfortable except being tired."

"But you look bad." Hank frowned, trying to reach out to touch her forehead.

But his hand was stopped by Magneto, who first put the back of his hand on Saya's skin, and found that it was cold, almost much lower than ordinary people's body temperature: "Your body temperature is too low, are you cold?"

Saya shook her head: "It's not cold."

"Where's Loki?" Magneto asked.

"Leaving with Thor," Hank replied, "They seem to be looking for the Avengers."

Saying so, the sound of kicking footsteps sounded.

Saya raised her eyes and saw Zeus running over.

I haven't seen it for a while, but it has grown a whole circle, and it looks like it can solo with a polar bear. When it walks on the floor, the floor is shaking.

When it saw Saya, it first screamed a few times excitedly, and then plunged headlong into her quilt.

"Hey, hey," Saya said with a smile, "Are you okay? Are you so tired after not seeing each other for a few days?"

Zeus couldn't understand this, he only knew that his master was lost and found, and he was very happy.

Magneto obviously didn't even intend to let a dog go. He pushed Zeus, stood in front of it, and said to Saya expressionlessly: "You need to rest now. I'll ask Charles what's going on."

Saya bent her eyes: "Then only Zeus can accompany me."

Seeing her smiling, the latter struggled for a second, stepped aside, and allowed Zeus to pounce on her, and fell directly into Saya's arms.

"I'll be back in a while." He gave Zeus a disgusted look, then turned and left first.

After the beast left with him, Saya's smiling face gradually disappeared.

She looked down at her hand, which was covered with fine blue light, and gradually spread to her arm, drive, heart.

This strange feeling started from the moment she woke up. She felt that she was trapped by a strange shell, her thinking and joints were rusted, and she urgently needed to break through the shell.

"Zeus," she looked at the only creature in the whole school who could know her past, and then called to him softly, "Thank you so much for all these years."

Zeus's usual dumbfounded pet appearance suddenly disappeared at this moment. He calmed down and sat obediently in front of Saya, with his head raised, his eyes full of spirituality.

Saya has had many dogs, which she has given various names to.

But until today, after she died once and was resurrected, she realized that these dogs turned out to be Zeus.

If she guessed correctly, they should have been perfect partners when they were in Asgard.

"How did you find me?" Saya reached out and touched Zeus's head. "I have lied to so many people and left you so many times, but you come back to me every time."

When cooperating with the CIA, Saya lay on the side of the road for a long time, until she realized that she was moving slowly on the ground, and her consciousness returned.

When she opened her eyes, it was her shepherd dog, dragging her away from the dangerous area.

When they were in Northern Europe, they were bathed in the aurora. Other people's ice carts needed a few dogs to drive, but she only needed Zeus.

"You also left Asgard," Saya leaned over, stroking the hair on both sides of the other's nose distressedly, "and then suffered a lot, right?"

Zeus yelped twice indifferently and happily, and then rubbed the back of her hand.

Merging with those strange blue lights, Zeus's thick hair seemed to be glowing too.

……

After a while, Magneto held the dinner plate and pushed open the door of Saya's room.

Although he was still expressionless, a strange sense of tension surrounded him from the moment he went upstairs.

As a result, he was very apprehensive when he pushed the door, for fear that Saya would disappear again.

But to his good fortune, the latter obediently fell asleep on the bed, and Zeus also lay on the ground. Seeing that Magneto came in, he flicked his tail happily, acting like a master.

Magneto put the dinner plate on the table, then walked to the bed, leaning over to look at each other.

Saya was sleeping soundly, and this little noise could not affect her at all. Most of her face was buried in the quilt, her hair was disheveled, and her eyelashes cast a small circle of shadows under her eyes, making her look very immature and innocent.

Magneto watched her for a moment, then stretched out his hand to tug on the quilt to make her warmer.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The scar on Saya's face was gone.

His fingers were suspended in the air and did not move for a long time.You know, Loki said that the weapons in the atrium could not harm the protoss of Asgard, and Saya would be injured and scarred because her divine power was reduced by a curse. In addition to not dying, she would even be disabled for a while.

But now, that almost permanent scar suddenly disappeared.

Magneto's heart beat wildly at this second.

"Saya?" His voice concealed trembling and uncertainty that he couldn't even detect. He squatted down and reached out to touch her cheek—it was as cold as a stone sculpture on the wasteland.

"Saya—" he slightly raised the volume, "wake up."

Finally, when Magneto called her name for the third time, Saya opened her eyes.

She has become a little different, the light brown hair in the past has almost turned into smoke gray, the scars on her face are gone, and the facial features that always make people feel very dull have also changed a little bit, and the pupils that always have gentle eyes, suddenly There were some expressions that made Magneto feel strange.

Saya looked at him curiously for a while, blinked, and sat up with her arms propped up.

"What's the matter?" She smiled, "Come to bring me food?"

Magneto was startled, then nodded: "Yes, I see you are sleeping."

Sha Ye smiled unabated: "Lie down for a while, what's the matter, why is this expression, are you afraid that I will run away again?"

To put it bluntly, there was a bit of cunning in her expression that the former Saya would not have.

"Are you okay?" Magneto asked her, although the current Saya has not changed much, but a slight change in her eyes and temperament makes her look completely different, "Do you remember anything?"

Sha Ye shook his head: "No, I just remembered that Zeus is my dog, and I have kept a dog for many years."

Magneto looked into each other's eyes.

Although Saya has become different, her eyes are still gray-blue, like the eternal ice and snow on the tundra.

"Do you remember me?" he asked.

Magneto was a little annoyed when he asked a question, as if he felt that the question was too naive.

Saya looked at him for a long, long time.

After a while, she smiled, with inexplicable connivance and compassion: "Of course, how could I not remember you?"