[Zongyingmi] What can I do, I am also desperate

"You failed to save me."

The not-delicate palm rested lightly on Sandra's shoulders, and there was no sorrow or joy in the lowered voice, only the cold breath passing by the ear along with the sigh-like words.

"You failed to save me."

There were terrified screams, loud explosions, falling boulders and flowing blood.

The swirling dust blocked Sandra's trachea. She raised her hand to cover her mouth and coughed continuously, but her tentacles were cold and wet.

"You killed me."

Brilliant long golden hair flashed across his line of sight, soft and delicate skin stuck to his cheek.Sandra stood there at a loss, those soft arms gently encircling her shoulders, and then the familiar weight pressed on her body, and the cold breath from those soft red lips.

"Look at me, Sandra."

The woman's soft body was tightly attached to Sandra's back, and then she turned around without a doubt, pulled away her hands covering her mouth, held her cheeks and stared at Sandra's eyes.

The moist reddish-brown pupils crashed into a piece of gray-blue.Sandra's panic was reflected in the sky-like pupils, and the diffuse haze polluted the clean and vast sky.

Sandra burst into tears uncontrollably, her whole body was so stiff that she couldn't move, she could only let Daphne hold her cheek, and then looked at her beautiful face covered with blood and dust, trembling and unable to speak a word.

sorry……

I am sorry.

Sandra looked at Daphne's beautiful face covered with fine wounds and blood-soaked clothes, and sobbed brokenly.

"But it's useless." Daphne smiled, and leaned close to her hair, the wound formed with a thin layer of blood scab was torn apart with her twitching facial muscles.Thin blood flowed from the gap, spread over her brow bone, dyed her golden eyebrows and eyelashes the same color as her long hair, and fell drop by drop, leaving reddish-brown bloodstains that gradually dried up.

no no no...

don't say... please don't say...

Sandra wriggled her lips, and the tears left mottled water marks on her face. The mournful cries were torn into pieces, and then stuffed into the throat, blocking all voices.

"Ah... you know that, right?"

Daphne squinted her eyes and laughed, her gray blue eyes seemed to be covered with an indelible haze, unable to reveal a little light.All the emotions were twisted, torn and devoured by the vortex in the eyes, leaving only an empty space of pale ashes kissing Sandra's eyelashes.

Blood seeped from Sandra's chest and abdomen, and Daphne's palm holding her cheek also began to ooze blood. Bright scarlet blood stains left dazzling marks on Sandra's face, and then dripped along her cheeks. It fell, leaving dots of blood on the collar of the white shirt.

"I died because you didn't save me."

"I'm dead, you didn't save me."

"I'm dead, you killed me."

Sandra opened her eyes suddenly, her reddish-brown pupils staring at the empty ceiling were dry.She just opened her eyes blankly as if she didn't know what happened, and then tears quickly gathered in her eye sockets and fell continuously along the end of her eyes, sinking into her temple hair and soft pillow cover.

"You cry a lot."

Tim's slightly hoarse voice came from the side. It took a long time for Sandra to realize that someone was beside her. She turned her head slowly and stared blankly at the person sitting on the edge of the bed holding her hand. Tim in hand.

"...I saw Daphne dead."

After a while, Sandra's hoarse voice sounded softly.She lowered her eyelids to cover her eyes that were constantly overflowing with tears, and the eyelashes that were restrained like bird's wings were moistened one by one into a clear shape, and those dull and cloudy gray-blue eyes appeared in front of her eyes with incomparable clarity. , imprinted in her mind like a branding iron, making her fingertips tremble slightly.

"You were just dreaming."

Tim lowered his eyes to watch Sandra's sideways face, retracting the palm of her hand slightly.The calloused palm gently scraped the soft skin on the back of Sandra's hand like sandpaper, and the hot temperature penetrated from the cold skin into the texture.

"It's my fault...I didn't save her...I should have saved her..."

Sandra just muttered to herself, as if she didn't hear what Tim said at all.

"Look at me, Sandra." Tim squeezed Sandra's palm hard, but Sandra lay on the bed numbly as if she didn't feel anything, burying most of her face into the clean pillowcase and curly, almost drowned black hair like floating seaweed, refused to face him.

Tim saw Sandra's appearance of being immersed in her own world and refusing to talk to others, so he simply grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her up from the bed and shook her vigorously.

"I could have saved her...but I didn't..."

Sandra opened her eyes to a stream of tears that nearly blurred her vision to the point where she couldn't see anything clearly.

"Obviously I can..."

I can obviously save her...

She didn't make a sound as if suddenly suffocated, she just arched her waist and lowered her head, letting her long disheveled hair cover her face and then tightly grasped her skirt, only a broken and painful breath came out, The chest rose and fell violently, and the whole body was trembling, and the fragile wound on the abdomen that had not healed in the first place was somewhat torn open, and blood was oozing out.

"Relax."

Tim sat on the edge of Sandra's bed and pressed the back of her head, put her forehead against his shoulders, wrapped her in his arms, and patted her back softly in Sandra's arms. Said in the ear.

"It was just a dream. You didn't see Daphne's body, did you?"

Tim comforted Sandra, and then felt a little wetness on his shoulders.

"It's not your fault, and you can't save her."

"You understand that you couldn't save Daphne at that time. You didn't have super speed or super strength. You couldn't save her the moment something like that happened."

"But you tried your best. When you confronted the evil bird, you were trying to rescue, weren't you? Even if the two of us are not in the original world, but others will continue the rescue operation, Daphne may not die. Batman and Luo Bing is there, ambulances and gcpds are coming to help, they're not going to let people who could live lose their lives."

"Each of us has things that we have tried our best but are still irreparable," Tim hesitated, and chose to wrap his arms around Sandra's shoulders and let her lean in his arms, wiping his dry lips. It passed her ear, and finally landed on the soft black hair, "But we can't give up or blame ourselves for this."

"I lost...Superkid and Batman for a long time. But finally I got them back."

During the period when Bruce disappeared, almost everyone thought he was dead, and even the old housekeeper believed that the child he brought up was buried in the night.Only he still stubbornly believes that his mentor is still alive and just needs rescue.

Then he launched a global search, sleepless and even out of normal life, out of his teammates desperately looking for Bruce.Everyone thought he was crazy, and Dick tactfully persuaded him to give up. Even Alfred persuaded him not to be like this.

But in fact he proved that his idea was correct, Bruce was still alive, Bruce was not dead, they found him.

"Daphne doesn't necessarily die, she may just be injured, but she doesn't necessarily die. Don't jump to conclusions about things you haven't seen with your own eyes. If you don't want to give up hope easily, then think about the best of things .”

Tim knows the pain of losing someone closest to him.It felt like the world was collapsing, or something had been stripped from his body. He still knew he was alive, but he couldn't feel that he was alive.

He couldn't take Sandra out of this pain, even if he had been through it.

But he can teach her how to deal with it.

Sandra clenched her teeth tightly to prevent her crying from leaking out. She just wrapped her arms around Tim's waist, and gradually tightened them bit by bit, as if she couldn't feel the pain of a wound bursting. Hugging Tim's waist is like holding on to the only straw and a glimmer of hope.

The young man has not yet fully developed, and his youthful and thin body stands like a reliable high wall at this moment, silently protecting Sandra who seeks help and reliance from him, Take her under his wings as steadily as a mountain, and firmly cover the stormy waves, so that she can get a little respite.

Tim hugged Sandra deeply, not paying attention to the tighter and tighter arms around his waist, but his lips gently brushed against the black hair, and a feather-like kiss was drawn on it, patting gently There was a silent caress down her spine.

It took Sandra a long time to sort out her emotions after being awakened by the nightmare and causing a complete emotional breakdown.It wasn't until those desperate emotions were washed away by tears and Tim's reassurance, and then resettled in her heart to hide, that she realized that she was hugging Tim tightly and refused to let go, and her whole body was almost shrunk into Tim's chest. in the arms.

Sandra's face turned red all of a sudden, and the scorching temperature even climbed to the tips of her ears, making her almost unable to maintain her human form, revealing her feathers and wings.

She was hesitating and didn't know how to let go so as not to look embarrassed, Tim let go of her hand early as if he had noticed her calm down, and then she quickly let go of her hand naturally, full of heart The guilt and self-blame for causing Tim trouble again.

"Your wound is open, I'll help you re-bandage it."

Tim calmly acted as if nothing had happened before, and said this to Sandra quite naturally, without any sign of mentioning what happened just now.

Tim didn't take the initiative to bring it up, and Sandra naturally wouldn't bring it up. She quickly let out a sigh of relief and nodded obediently. She pressed the light switch beside the bed to turn on the warm yellow indoor lamp hanging from the ceiling, and then It was rather guilty to find that the shoulder of Tim's white T-shirt was soaked with a large light gray water stain, which was obviously wet by her crying just now.

"hug……"

"Needless to say so much, you are my team member, you don't need to say sorry to me too much." Tim interrupted Sandra before she could apologize, then stood up and went to his room to take Go through the medical box and signal to Sandra that she can unfasten her pajamas.

Sandra simply wore a sports wrap underneath her pajamas for convenience, so she wouldn't look awkward even if she took off her pajamas directly.Some blood was faintly oozing from the snow-white bandage that almost wrapped her entire abdomen. After looking at it, Tim quickly helped her put on the medicine and a new bandage, and then said to her, "I'll take you there again tomorrow. Hospital, your wound may have opened and needs to be re-stitched."

"But I still need to make an appointment..."

"Mr. Stark can fix these problems."

Tim waved his hand lightly, then picked up the old bandages that were scattered aside and threw them into the trash can outside, then went back to Sandra's room and said to him, "If you need, I can accompany you tonight."

He was afraid that Sandra would lose control of her emotions again because of the dream. He hurried over because he felt Sandra's screams before, and comforted Sandra in advance before Sandra grew wings and feathers and destroyed the room with magic power. Without her, he didn't want Sandra to fall back into a nightmare and have another emotional breakdown as soon as Sandra fell asleep.

Speaking of which, this is the second time that Sandra has lost control of her emotions due to the dream... Perhaps it is time to discuss the matter of mutants with Mr. Stark, if she does this every day, it will be a little troublesome.

Sandra almost blushed and wanted to bury herself in the quilt.Although Tim's proposal did reassure her in an instant, it was obviously impossible for her to let Tim keep watch over her in her room all night just to prevent her from suddenly waking up from a nightmare and tearing down the building.

Generally speaking, she will never have a second dream after having a dream. Although Sandra was a little moved, she still decisively rejected Tim's request, and then got into bed and vowed to Tim that she would never have another dream. The situation just happened.

"Call me if you need anything, I can hear you."

Tim thought about it and decided to sleep in the living room.Anyway, he can sleep wherever he sleeps, and sleeping outside is closer to Sandra's room, so that he can deal with any unexpected situation in time, and if he can't sleep, he can also deal with other information and intelligence.

"Okay, thank you boss for bothering you."

Sandra was almost suffocating herself under the blanket in embarrassment, so that she didn't dare to poke her head out until Tim closed the door and went out, her face flushed and she covered her swollen and sore eyes from crying.

Damn...always causing problems for the boss...