[Zhongyingmei] I have a four-dimensional pocket

When Love came to Charles's office again, there was a sudden thunder outside the window. Seeing the huge raindrops crackling down, she quickly rolled herself into the sofa, with a cup of full-bodied English milk tea in front of her.

"Good afternoon, Love, did you seem to be in a bad mood at lunch?"

"Ah... Actually, I used any door to go home, and found Peter in my room, lying on my bed, reading a book with my pillow on my pillow, and I was shocked. It just occurred to me that today seems to be their school’s anniversary and they should be on holiday, but it’s still really strange..."

Charles nodded slightly: "So it is."

"I don't really understand the little boy nowadays..." Love sighed, rubbed his face, and held up the teacup with both hands, "He asked me if he was dreaming, and I said yes, you were dreaming, then closed the door and ran away. "

Charles was smiling from beginning to end, as if he had seen through everything.

"Of course he can regard the arbitrary door as a dream, but why does he want to go to my bed... he can't be bedwetting, right?..."

"Love, you can ask about this directly face to face," Charles interrupted her thoughts aloud, "You can go home tonight, of course, pay attention to the wound."

Love's blue eyes blinked: "Huh? Really?"

"You don't need to go through the portal, Logan can drive you back."

For this seemingly reliable proposal, Love was silent for a long time.

"I believe Logan can drive...but does he have a driver's license?"

Charles' blue eyes blinked too.

"Also...does he have an identity certificate? He is almost two hundred years old..."

"The place he's going to drive is New York. Although it's the chaotic Queens instead of Manhattan... is it really okay?"

"I think he will be detained by the police."

At the end, Love asked again with a skeptical expression: "By the way, professor, can you be sure that he has no signs of dementia?"

Charles' expression froze almost inaudibly.

A few seconds later, he restored the image of the gentle, generous and perfect leader of the X-Men, and raised a brighter smile that seemed to be able to break through the cloud at this time: "Let's come to class."

"……it is good."

Don't talk about it, don't talk about it, she doesn't discriminate against Alzheimer's patients, even if Logan doesn't like to study, she still respects the elderly, okay?

Listening to Charles talk about literature is really a smoother enjoyment than milk tea. His voice coupled with his overall temperament made Love deeply feel that he is a voice actor who has been delayed.

No, he seems to be suitable for any occupation.

Charles is as good as ever—

Love deeply felt that he had become a Charles without brains.

In the evening, the sky had cleared up, and Logan, who had a loveless face, came to Charles' office and served as a driver for Love, who had been in class for an afternoon and became more energetic. Logan watched the little girl bouncing around. Saying goodbye to Charles and going to the parking lot with him, I always feel that something strange happened in this office just now.

Thanks to Tolove's crow's mouth, the two of them were actually stopped on the highway entering Manhattan. The police seemed to be chasing a serial killer, and all cars had to pass through roadblocks to check their identities.Fortunately, however, they were in the convoy. When Love was calling Charles to request remote assistance, a car sped up from behind, broke through the roadblock and hit a police car. The man in the car jumped out and died. He pulled out his gun and dragged out the female driver in a nearby car as a hostage. It seems that the serial killer who is being hunted is correct.

Logan covered Love's eyes in the next second, and then there were several gunshots outside.

"... Logan?"

"Wait a minute, the police are clearing the scene."

Logan put his free hand on the steering wheel, and kept his other hand in front of her eyes. The thick and trembling eyelashes rubbed his palm a little itchy.

The little girl pouted, but she didn't break away from his hand in the end, she just closed her eyes and pressed the phone, and let out a long sigh.

It wasn't until the sirens sounded far away from them that Logan put his hand down, started the car and continued to move forward.The roadblock has been removed, and when he enters the New York City area, as long as he does not violate the traffic regulations, he will not lose his code. After all, he has been driving for so many years, and he has never been caught by the traffic police and thus lost his code.

He glanced at the little girl beside him, a little worried that the little girl would be frightened by what happened just now.To be honest, he has met many children over the years, but he has never dealt with her so delicate and innocent. She once lived in a bright world that he could not imagine, and that was the world he wanted to protect. , she is what he wants to see, the happy life of the children.

The little girl sitting in the passenger seat had her eyes closed and her head tilted, she seemed to have fallen asleep.

Logan hooked the corners of his lips, temporarily put aside the grievances and grievances that had been tormented by him for more than a month, and took out a blanket from the locker to cover her body.

When the Bugatti EB16.4 Centennial Edition sports car kindly sponsored by Charles was parked downstairs in a fairly middle-class apartment in Queens, it was much more eye-catching than the people who got off the car. After being woken up, Logan was invited to eat at home, but Logan refused.

Love opened the car door, climbed out of the car slowly, still tired, and got her head in again before closing the door: "Hey, Logan."

Logan's heart was full of alarm bells: "...I refuse to continue reading to you after Steve."

"No, I don't need that, one class of Charles is worth a month to you," Love's voice was soft, sweet and waxy, which is unique to girls, "I mean, thank you just now, Logan, you What a nice guy."

Logan, who was issued a good person card, didn't realize it until the little girl closed the car door and trotted into the building. He shook his head with a smile, and suddenly felt that he wanted to raise a cute, cute and self-willed daughter like Love, but It is better to have stronger physical fitness, and it would be even better if he could inherit his quick healing ability.

……

Love has already called Aunt Mei in advance to say that she will go back, so the family postponed the meal time a little. When she gets home, the meal will be served immediately, and the apple pie that Love has been thinking about is also included, but she always remembers the noon That matter, I met Peter several times, and both of them looked away quickly.

After the meal, the relationship between the two of them seemed to be even more awkward.

"Love, why haven't you come back after Peter has yelled several times?" Aunt May put away the tableware and smiled back at Love. "Are you going to come back tomorrow? Maybe you can read Peter a bedtime story tonight." ?”

"Aunt Mei!" The little boy's face turned red all of a sudden, he sneaked a glance at Love and went back to his room.

Love blinked, feeling that her little brother's little expression just now was really cute.

So she took a bath slowly, went back to the room and packed the luggage that she was going to take away the next day, opened any door and threw the luggage into her own room at Xavier School, and then found the book Peter on the shelf. The book I was reading at noon, I carried the book to the next room to find Peter.

"Hey, I heard you miss me very much?" Love put the book on Peter's bed, and sat on it in a second.

The little brown curly-haired boy was sitting upright holding a book and reading it, never turning his head to look at her from the beginning to the end.

Love blinked: "I also heard that you were rolling on my bed?"

Peter's body froze suddenly.

Love: Fuck, I really hit the spot.

"But your bed is obviously the same size as mine, don't you..." Love dragged her tone.

Sure enough, the young boy was fooled without any accident: "No, no, no, I'm not, I don't have Love, so don't make wild guesses!"

"Hahahahaha, you are so cute, Peter, come and sit down." She patted the seat beside her and put the book on her lap. When Peter read it, he really fell in love with this book Stiff for a few seconds.

"...It's good for me to sit here." The little boy shrank his neck.

"So, you actually like my bed better?" Love tilted her head, "I thought about it carefully, the difference between our two beds is only in the prints and colors of the sheets and quilt covers, you prefer pink and colorful In that case, I don't mind exchanging with you."

"No no no that's not the case!"

"Ok?"

"...Isn't it because Love hasn't come back? Love, why haven't you come back for so long? Are you busy studying? You've lost weight, Love!"

——He just missed her.

Seeing the blushing and shy little boy trying to forcefully change the subject and still being very righteous, Love almost laughed angrily: "Yes, after all, he is preparing for the college entrance examination, so of course he is very busy."

She made up nonsense more confidently than he did.

But to be honest, Love didn't feel that she had lost weight. After all, she had five meals a day for the past month and a half, and there were many benefits of Steve cooking herself... Ah, I still feel so excited when I think about it!

That's a meal made by the idol himself!And the flavor just keeps getting better and better over the time!

... I don’t know if there will be a chance to eat _(:з)∠)_ in the future

Thinking that she might never be able to eat Steve's meals again, Love suddenly wanted to cry.

"Love!" The little curly-haired boy jumped down from the chair, and finally asked about noon, "Did Love come back at noon? Use any door, is that what Love took out of his pocket? I... I know it's not a dream!"

Love shrugged, and didn't deny it, but made a silent gesture on her lips: "This is a secret."

Peter puffed up his cheeks: "...But, with this door, wouldn't you be able to come back every day?"

"I don't want Aunt May and Uncle Ben to know about this, do you understand?" Love sighed, thinking that she might as well deny it just now, but since she has already admitted it, she can only find a way to tell Peter Things turned around, "Although I want to trust Aunt Mei and Uncle Ben, I can't guarantee their attitude towards people with superpowers. If they don't like people with superpowers, should I leave?"

After all, she was still afraid. After she suddenly became a "special group", she didn't want to see anyone looking at her look sour.

She knew that Aunt May and Uncle Ben were good people, but they were always different. She was just an adopted neighbor girl. If something like this happened to Peter, Peter, who was related to them, could ask them for help, but she no.

At least not now.

If she is abandoned now...then she has no home.

"...Okay." Peter nodded reluctantly.

"Don't worry, I'll tell them someday," she said, reaching out to rub the little boy's head, the little brown curly hair was nice to touch, "and you can call or text me, anytime. "

"Hmm...Love."

"what?"

"...I don't hate superpowers, so..."

"Ok?"

"So Love can always be by my side?"

"Ah."

It was great that her brother liked her and would miss her and miss her.

……

Sat., however, a meeting with a future boss or patron … not so easy.

Love came here on schedule. At exactly nine o'clock, she opened any door and entered Tony's laboratory, and Tony's boss who was waiting there immediately led her into the laboratory.

"Study is going well?" Tony asked casually.

Love immediately began to play without thinking: "The professor is really amazing, the voice is nice, the lectures are good, and the lectures are super good! But I don't know how much I can learn..."

"Hey, don't worry, Ding Dong, just write whatever you want for the exam, if you really want a high score, Jarvis can help you hack their system, or Jarvis can make you any education you want, Anyway, you are going to work at Stark Industries." Tony said, turning around, and patted Love on the shoulder very proudly.

As a result, Love shivered in pain.

Tony froze: "...Tinker Bell, I remember, your injury seems to be on your shoulder?"

"...Mr. Stark." Love wanted to roll his eyes.

"Call me Tony, how about Tinker Bell?"

"...the wound is bleeding."

The corner of Tony's mouth twitched immediately, and there was a bit of hatred in his tone: "...As expected, you should heal your injury before you come back."

The author has something to say: This chapter is considered a transitional chapter... The next chapter is the electromagnetic gun warning x

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By the way, I just saw a video on station b_(:з)∠)_

It's called "[Marvel Group Portrait] What was I thinking when I watched "Reunion 3", the up master [Lanjue Yoyo]

It can be said to be very interesting x half sand sculpture half knife insertion _(:з)∠)_