[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Absolute Center

The truth often has loopholes, but lies can often be seamless.

There are tens of thousands of liars in the world, the only thing in common is that those false words have been believed firmly, so that the definition of truth and falsehood has been confused, and people believe that they are constructed by lies. The so-called truth.

Loki closed the book and stood by the window, everything fell into a deep sleep, the emptiness and loneliness are the same everywhere, like a shadow, stubborn and hard to disperse.

As soon as he lit the book and threw it on the ground, the door of the master bedroom was suddenly opened, and a figure quickly appeared from the inside and flashed into the next door smoothly, and it took no more than two seconds from appearing to disappearing.

Walk leisurely and follow the past.

Entering the room, he looked at the girl who was sitting in the corner with her knees hugged, half of her face was buried in her arms and only a pair of beautiful eyes were exposed. He first frowned imperceptibly, and quickly changed his expression to look at the show, "Oh ,Small poor."

"Will you still cry at this age?"

Anna ignored him, and she didn't cry at all. She was just thinking here, and she needed a moment of calmness after being impulsive.

Loki walked to the side and sat down on the sofa, gently supporting his chin with his slender and well-defined fingers, and looked at her leisurely, as if it would be interesting to spend it like this.

I don't know how long time passed, maybe a few hours, maybe a minute, and finally there was movement.

"Loki." She pronounced it softly, hard to hear if she wasn't paying attention.

Rocky wanted to make a suggestion similar to "Should my brother help you kill that man in the courtyard", but the words turned into the same slight one.

"Ok?"

I am listening.

Anna opened her eyes, stared at a certain point in the air, and raised a question in an affirmative tone: "If you make a mistake, you will never be forgiven."

Hearing this sentence, Loki showed an expression of "should you take medicine?", "You can ask me this question, which means that you have lost your brain. In my eyes, you are not bad."

"Mr. Stark doesn't like what I've done." She didn't seem to care about other people's answers, she just wanted to ask.

Loki turned his head slightly to look at her when he heard the words, his slashed jaw raised slightly, his eyes as cold as emeralds glowed with exquisite anger, "What position does he have to accuse you?"

"No accusations." Anna frowned. "I just feel that he is far away from me. He is clearly in front of me, but he always seems to keep me far away, in some ways."

"Oh...Miss Chaos." Loki didn't want to hear any more, very disappointed, walked over and pulled her up, touched her cheek with his slender and slightly cold fingers, and said in a low voice like a sigh: "It's really not good." Know what to say to you."

Anna raised her hand to hold the back of his thin hand, and her eyes just fell on the collar of his tightly buttoned shirt. She saw his Adam's apple moving slightly, she was a little puzzled, but quickly put it away, and only grabbed his hand to feel it, Loki let it go She moved, with a deep smile in her eyes.

After a short moment: "A simple touch like this will give you a feeling. I feel that you are very annoyed, and a little bit frustrated, and uneasy. Even if you don't know why, and I know that you don't hate me, I will feel at ease. But recently he doesn't allow me feel."

"Not everyone is willing to take off their clothes for people to see." Loki smiled slightly, "Smart people don't take the initiative to expose their weaknesses."

What else did Anna want to say, but Loki shook his head slowly, bewitching her gently, as before, with a low and soft voice, "You should take a long-term view instead of stopping here."

"It's a pity to stop at the atrium, human feelings."

"You have treasure in your body, but you don't know how to use it."

"The Cane of Nothingness." Anna seemed to have an epiphany, "Is this what you want?"

Loki raised his eyebrows slightly. She wasn't stupid, but she never understood that if he wanted it, he would have a hundred chances to easily get past her to take it.

Canes and pocket watches, time and order.

And you are more important than these.

Get it and you get it all.

"I mean." Loki bent down to meet her at eye level, "You."

Anna said seriously: "I won't do anything for you anymore."

Loki paused slightly with his slender fingers holding her chin, and couldn't hold back his smile, "Excuse me, did you do anything for me?"

The already messed up thoughts became more and more chaotic, Anna was a little unhappy, she pushed him away and was about to leave, but Loki reacted very quickly and gently pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and approached, his breath almost touching the corner of her lips, " He's outside."

She stopped the ignition position and slowly lowered her hands.

Leng Feicui flashed a trace of complexity, and the cold smile was still on the corners of her lips, "Let's see how he will react."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head slightly and held the back of her neck. The moment he was about to touch her, there was a knock on the open door, and someone calmly said, "Come out."

Anna's eyes lit up, she gave her friend a thankful look, and then left.

Loki hooked his thin lips, pursing a sarcasm.

In the living room, Stark, who had changed into a full suit and shirt, was wearing brown glasses, returning to his usual glamor and chic, looking very sober.

He was about to go out, buttoning his sleeves, remembering to tell him: "You are still young, don't get too close to the opposite sex, girls tend to suffer in this way."

Why do you still say this, Anna whispered: "I am an adult."

Stark hummed, "You should have seen the news, don't go out recently, don't play with fire, we have to get through this period."

"Stop playing that drama, too."

As if caught on to a point, Anna blinked, "Why?"

When Stark wanted to speak, he turned his body and clenched his hands into fists, coughed a few times against his lips, waved his hand to express his apology, and stopped coughing before saying, "Why? Why don't you go out."

"I'm playing with him at home."

"God...sweetheart." Hearing this sentence, Stark shook his hand and didn't button up the button. He was about to start a long speech, when the communication sounded Natasha to convey the current situation. The captain and Sam acted without authorization and were looking for Ba Enns.

After cutting off the communication, he was silent for a while, "I'll go first, you..."

He took his wrists with both hands and buckled them one by one. The inadvertent skin contact was very comfortable, making one want to hold her back to sleep again.

Stark knew he shouldn't say it but said it anyway, "You have to figure out what you want."

Anna paused.

Stark looked at her, bright eyes with inquiry, "Want to get approval from me, or want to get something else."

Do you want to have another relationship with me?

Anna lowered her head, and quickly lowered her head and rubbed her eyes before her eye sockets became sore, "I've figured it out."

"Don't worry, think slowly." Not only did she think about it, but he also needed to reflect - he always thought that he treated her as a child, but his emotional reaction in the past two days was really wrong, and he needed time to think about his true attitude.

Obviously now is not the right time, he raised his hand and paused for a moment in mid-air, before finally landing on her shoulder, "Wait until this crisis is over."

"Hold on?"

Anna nodded.

**

After Stark left, Anna stayed at home and waited for the news on the TV, holding the tablet to read the special issue. The day passed like this, and the drama naturally died.

For this reason, Peter hesitated on the other end of the phone for a long time, "It'sok, we have a video... You, are you having trouble with your boyfriend?"

Anna glanced at a certain god who was leaning on the recliner and reading a book, and explained seriously to the phone: "He is not my boyfriend. We didn't quarrel."

There was a faint cheer and murmur on the other end of the phone, and after a while Peter asked a little nervously: "This weekend... the weather is fine, can I treat you to ice cream?"

There are times when Anna is so sensitive that she prefers to stay at home and wait for someone, so, "I'm sorry I can't go out."

Someone seemed to have an idea on Peter's side. After a while, he asked in disbelief, "Your brother locked you up? With all due respect, he looks a little...scary...didn't it hurt you?"

Anna: "He's not me..."

The phone was taken away before he finished speaking, Loki looked at it for a while, then turned on the speaker, "Grom, 5thAvenueand72ndStreet-CentralPark."

Anna: "???"

When they got nearby, they realized that it was an ice cream shop they passed by the night before. The two of them arrived early and stood outside the door waiting for Peter.

"What do you want to do?" The cold winter wind was blowing, Anna wrapped her coat and breathed white air, the weather was really cold.

Loki seemed to be preoccupied, he paused for a moment before looking back at her, then opened his coat and wrapped her in his arms, "Do you know it's cold?"

Anna looked up at the false smile on his face, and then turned to look at the direction where his gaze was just now. There was a nursing home there.

After looking at her for a few seconds, his head was turned back. Loki rubbed her face, his smile was soft and innocent, and he looked like a simple person. While showing such a smile, he reached into her coat and took out Take off that dark gold pocket watch and hold it in the palm of your hand.

"The bug is here, let's go." After speaking, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, and disappeared the next moment.

Soon, a clean boy in casual clothes appeared in sight and greeted her through the traffic light.

Anna nodded at him and sighed inwardly, Loki had already prepared for it.

Peter took her into the store and asked her what flavor it was. To be honest, Anna didn't like ice cream. Peter saw it quickly and rubbed his neck, "Why don't you like sandwiches?"

The Grom teller who listened to her for a long time had a motherly smile on her face. She was so cute when she was a student. Girls would definitely not like taking someone to eat sandwiches on the first date.

The tellers were full of anticipation and prepared to see how the children would quarrel, but the pretty girl nodded in agreement after hearing the sandwich, "I like it very much."

"Great!"

The two children hit it off and turned to leave.

It's so cute, it's easy to be satisfied when I was a student.

"That store is a bit far from here, we need to sit..." Peter said feeling that there was no one around him, and turned his head to see a black sports car slowly parked beside him on the side of the road.

The window was open, and Ana blinked in the car.

Peter got into the car, "The distance may be a bit far..."

"The farther the better." The location navigation was turned on, and the car body slid into the traffic flow. Anna's eyes were bent, and the blue eyes leaked fine light, which was crystal clear.

Peter stared at her for a long time, and sighed: "Although your smile is a bit tingling, but still very beautiful... Oh no, no, no numbness, no no, you are so cute!"

Anna pursed her lips and smiled softly.

Not far away, a certain god lord froze, and the flames that could barely be suppressed just now exploded and surrounded him. He clenched his pocket watch and gritted his teeth, and Chaos ran away.

Anna, who had already slipped into Queens, was waiting for someone outside the sandwich shop. When Peter took her out, she asked her where she wanted to go. She said that she could go anywhere and would not return to Manhattan for the time being.

Peter suggested the rooftop, "It's on the roof of my house, um...but it might be a bit cold in winter, or..."

"Rooftop, I like rooftops." Anna echoed.

Peter felt like a dream today, and the senior sister suddenly obeyed everything...?Can he use the word.

With a hot sandwich, he drove back to his house. The road here is a bit narrow, and there are few parking spaces. Finally, there is one, and it is difficult to get in.

Peter wanted to get out of the car to show her. She was calm, looking like an experienced driver: "No, I can do it."

Immediately afterwards, there was a harsh and sharp rubbing sound from the car body, Peter slowly turned his gaze, and saw a luxury car beside him that had been scratched beyond recognition.

He turned his head back, trying to comfort Anna not to worry, she should have car insurance, but saw a still calm expression, "No, I can afford it."

Peter: "..."

The author has something to say: Peter: I don't understand