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

"Why do you have to be obsessed with this kind of thing?"

Tim has reservations about Sandra's idea, and just asks her.

Sandra scratched her cheek, and inexplicably whispered under Tim's gaze: "I just saw that everyone's acceptance of us is quite high, but it seems that the acceptance of their mutants is not so high. It's so tall, so it's kind of..."

"Didn't you notice that although your attitude towards the people in this world is not the same as when you faced this Batman, it's not like the way you saw them for the first time."

Tim didn't directly dismiss Sandra's proposal, but tapped his knuckles lightly on the bedside table to make a sound. He said so unhurriedly, and then interrupted when Sandra opened his mouth and seemed to want to refute something. After leaving her, he continued: "I don't know if you have noticed the change in yourself, but Qingniao, this is not our world, in this world we have no backup, no Justice League, we have nothing. We don't They should meddle too much in the affairs here. They have their own way of operation and their own rules and development. Our intervention is not necessary. They can solve their own troubles by themselves. It should not be you or the one who needs to make this decision. I."

"It's them."

Sandra thought about it, and finally agreed with Tim's statement with a sigh.

Just like what Tim said, their intervention in this world is not necessary. Tim will choose to do so because he needs to come up with something for the two of them to survive in this world without It was a troublesome exchange, and like she said, there was no need for her to meddle between mutants and ordinary people.

She only thought that ordinary humans did not want to accept mutants, but she never thought about whether mutants would like to contact ordinary people.She has never been the decision maker for not contacting ordinary people or being exposed to ordinary people.Coming from another world, she who has never experienced such a long and painful period of time has no position to make such a decision for them.

"I was wrong... Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Swallowing back all the remaining words, Sandra thought about it carefully and found that her idea had no reason and no basis at all, and she didn't know how to actually implement it, although now She has a feeling that this is a very good time, but this kind of thing still depends on the mutants' own wishes.

Now that this idea was dispelled, Sandra stopped worrying about these things, and retreated back to the bed. She was about to find out the doujinshi she hid in the bed, but was dragged out by Tim Tissou again.

"Is your appetite getting smaller and smaller?"

Tim asked, looking at half of the seafood porridge left in the thermos and the unfinished seafood porridge in Sandra's bowl.

Sandra followed his line of sight and froze for a moment, as if she didn't notice the problem at all. After Tim said this, she realized that it didn't match her appetite at all. Logically speaking, it was because of another form. Even if she sits still, the lower self consumes a lot of energy, so when she returns to human form, she will be affected and feel very hungry.Let alone porridge, she can eat a large plate of fried rice without supporting herself.

She touched her stomach subconsciously, and then realized that her wound hadn't healed yet, but she didn't have any sense of hunger, and she didn't really want to eat anything. The main reason for wanting to eat seafood was because she was greedy. Because I'm hungry--

"Uh... am I going to check again?"

Sandra's expression didn't seem to be very willing, she felt that running around was too troublesome, and now she had to cooperate with Hank's experiment at the X Academy—yes, another experiment, just It's like cooperating with Tony's experiment in the Avengers Building, so she's not very happy to run around.

"Just let the beast check it for you."

It's not a big deal, and it's better for her identity to be checked at X Academy, so seeing her reluctant expression, Tim just said so.

"Is your mission easy this time? No injuries?"

Sandra slid softly into the bed again. Although it is not good to lie down after eating like this, she has almost grown up with the bed during this time, and she is almost too lazy to come out of the bed.Occasionally, she would be taken out by the angel to fly around a few times, but after seeing Hank’s disapproving eyes, she consciously stopped going out with the angel often, and nestled on the bed obediently as a nesting quail to minimize going out, reducing Trouble for Tim.

"It's not a difficult thing, it didn't rise to the level of injury."

Tim lowered his eyes to help Sandra pick up the quilt that had fallen to the ground, and said so lightly.

Destroyed a Hydra den. Although the den did not seem to be an important stronghold, Tim still found some clues when SHIELD destroyed and sealed the Hydra den.

For example, Sandra's actions are something that someone can target, and for example, the extent to which SHIELD was infiltrated by Hydra far exceeded his imagination.He used to think that Fury kept those Hydra undercover agents so that he could get rid of them in one fell swoop. Now it seems that he may have wanted to uproot the Hydras in S.H.I.E.L.D. Except for him and a few agents, there is no manpower of S.H.I.E.L.D., and the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. is almost controlled by Hydra, so that he has to hold back and wait for the opportunity.

As for how Tim became aware of this matter, it can be seen from his task arrangement.

Just an unimportant Hydra den will not allow Nick to use him to make a move. After all, the cooperative relationship between them is not solid, and Nick doesn't need to use this kind of thing to get him to make a move, unless there is something hidden behind it— —and Tim found that bit of mystery too.

Nick needs people to help him clean up S.H.I.E.L.D., and Tim is one of the coolies.

After all, he doesn't have much relationship with other forces, and from his attitude, it can be seen that he has no intention of being involved in the power disputes in this world. He belongs to the neutral camp, but now he is the best candidate for Nick.

Just as he had guessed before, he really found some traces of the evil bird.

He didn't know whether that little trace was a trap that the evil bird actively revealed to him waiting for him to take the bait, or it was really just a tell that was accidentally exposed. No matter what, he had to prepare for the worst, but this matter is not needed for the time being. Let Sandra know...

"You don't have anything to tell me, do you?"

But Sandra stretched out her arm and grabbed Tim's sleeve as if she sensed what he was thinking, and raised her eyes to look at Tim and asked.

"Not yet."

Tim looked at Sandra's hand grabbing his sleeve, and just said so.

"That is, in the future?"

Looking at Tim's calm and unwavering face, Sandra sighed in her heart, swallowed all the words, let go of her sleeve, and said after a pause: "...Forget it , go do what you want to do, I want to sleep."

Of course this wasn't true, she just wanted to get Tim away and be alone for a while.Under the appearance of a human, Sandra's keen senses that would have been revealed gradually returned to the same appearance as her original senses, so she didn't notice when Tim left, nor did she notice When did Warren come.

The cool soft feathers brushed against her cheeks lightly, Sandra opened her eyes subconsciously, and clearly saw Warren sitting on the edge of the window sill with one leg bent under the moonlight.

The only thing she still has in the human form is superior eyesight, so she clearly saw every strand of his gray-gold hair, which was coated with a light silver glow by the soft and cold frost-white moonlight, falling into the The charming lake green eyes that were so dimmed by the moonlight, and the perfect side face with almost no blemishes.

"I thought you were asleep."

Warren didn't seem to be surprised by Sandra's sobriety at all, but turned his head slightly, exposing more faces to Sandra's eyes, perched gracefully on the edge of the window sill like a tired swan The feet are so perfect that they are honed by the soft moonlight, so that they don't look like a real person.

"I'm not sleepy," Sandra got up from the bed, rubbed her somewhat messy hair, and looked at Warren's side face and said, "Would you mind chatting with me for a while?"

"It's a chat, I think you just want to ask me to take out the trash?"

Pale lips curled into a soft curve, and Warren hopped off the edge of the window sill and sat in the same chair that Tim had been sitting in, pretending to want to hear more about it.His ash-gold curly hair almost turned into a light silver-gray under the moonlight, and even the pair of snow-white wings were shining brightly.

Really like an "angel"...

This vague idea flashed through her mind, Sandra didn't think about it, but just found a coat to put on her body.Although the weather is not too cold now, it is still a bit cold after nightfall, and her physique has gradually deteriorated after the mutation, so she still dare not take the risk of catching a cold. Chatting with Warren in flimsy pajamas.

Seeing that Sandra was all ready, Warren watched her patiently waiting for this girl like him to speak.Perhaps it was because the other party was too similar to him, or because his character had been honed by being in charge of the Worthington family in the past few years, Warren showed a patient look and watched Sandra. In the middle of the night, just relying on that bit of moonlight to light up the pair of extremely deep, almost dark green pupils with fine silver spots floating like a deep pool, looking at Sandra gently.

"He doesn't trust me...he hasn't trusted me all the time." Although she understands Tim's habits, Sandra feels that her heart is not so hard. Although she clearly knows that Tim's behavior is quite normal or even correct, but Occasionally, I can't help being a little sad, "Even though we've been through so much together, he still doesn't trust me."

Although I know that I can't compare with the Titans or Batmen who have lived and died together for so many years, but when Tim clearly shows that I don't need my help, or I don't tell myself anything at all, just Sometimes she also feels sad when talking to herself after everything is over.

"Sometimes I also want to tell him that I can help, or that there is no need to hide everything from me. But after thinking about it, it seems that he has been taking care of me all the time. I have never helped him, but always I caused trouble for him, either I was injured here or there was an accident there, and I ended up asking him to help me clean up the mess every time... and I always made trouble for him. I don't seem to have any right to make him trust me..."

Saying so, Sandra suddenly gave up on herself.

Thinking back carefully, ever since she had a head-to-head fight with the Batman, she has been unlucky all the time, and she has almost never had a complete time. Every time, she deals with one thing at night and rushes over to the next. It was Tim who tied the tail for her.Even in this world, new things happened to her before her old wounds healed. Tim ran around almost because of her. Thinking about it this way, let alone helping him, he didn’t add new things to him. Trouble is good enough.

"At first I wanted to talk to you about the boss... But after thinking about it carefully, I'm the biggest trouble..."

Sandra slumped her shoulders and said this in frustration, as if she was going to retract herself on the bed in a few minutes, but Warren grabbed her chin, and gently turned her head to hold her face so that she could look directly at her. Own.

"Okay," he said, looking a little helpless, "I should have asked the professor for this matter, who made you look so similar to me, I'll help you with some psychological counseling."

"Let me ask you, since your relationship of trust is not equal, where does your excessive trust in him come from?"

Looking closer, Warren's face looked even more handsome, and even because of the close distance, Sandra could see his raised eyebrows that were too sharp like blades.It's just that Warren's brows were half-hidden by those curly, soft blond hair, which weakened the sharpness and unruliness between his eyebrows and eyes a lot, making him look extraordinarily gentle and harmless. Just the words that came out left Sandra speechless.

She can't say she's a fan of Tim and their big family, so Warren will have to ask why she's such a fan of Tim, who is neither a famous successful person nor a famous superhero , She can't say that she liked their family in her previous life, but in this life she likes their family even more because she lives in Gotham?

"I'm just...well, he's a good guy, reliable and trustworthy. I knew of his existence before I was not his partner. At that time, I liked their family very much. Including him... After becoming his teammate and current partner, I think he is even better."

After Sandra said this, she always felt that something was wrong, but she blinked her eyes and didn't seem to notice what was wrong, so she didn't bother anymore. Warren said, not paying much attention to the posture between himself and Warren now.

Since her memory was damaged, she could easily forget what she was doing and then was interrupted and restarted. In addition, Warren's movements were quite gentle, so that Sander, who was caught in her own thoughts, Radu didn't notice that Warren was still holding his face.

"do you like him?"

Looking at Sandra's blank eyes, Warren asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Sandra was pulled out of her thoughts by Warren's words, and her eyelashes fluttered in a daze. Those bright reddish-brown eyes met Warren's and were smudged into ink. The green eyes gradually dissipated like a sunset gradually melting into a deep pool.

"Which one do you like?"

Sandra was suddenly pulled out of her own thoughts and asked reflexively before she could react for a while.Before she could react, there was heat on the black lips in front of her eyes, and a superficial kiss landed on her lips, and then Warren's overly handsome face faced the light and was obscured by shadows. She, with her wide wings holding him up, hovered in mid-air, only the scattered white feathers fell lightly.

"This kind of liking."

Warren squinted his eyes and looked as if he was laughing. His lowered voice was like mellow red wine, and the scattered white feathers fluttered past Sandra's ears. Finding out what happened just now, he looked at Warren with a question mark on his face, not knowing why he would do this at all.

"Why do you have to talk when you speak well," Sandra muttered, and then thought about Warren's question quite seriously, shook her head and replied, "No, I didn't do it out of Love and love him."

"My liking for him. It never came from love."

Seeing Sandra seriously answering his face, Warren was silent for a moment, flapped his wings and landed gently on the ground, bent down to look at her soft and bright pupils, and said, "So your answer Is it this one?"

"Your problem is exactly what I guessed, and neither of you seems to have noticed this problem."

Sandra was at a loss, completely unable to understand why she had problems again in a matter of minutes.

Where is the problem, big brother, can you give me a good time? ? ? ? ?

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