[Zhongyingmei] I have a four-dimensional pocket

When Love woke up, it was already the next morning. It was a rather simple room, but she could tell at a glance who the owner was here—because there was still Captain America's bodysuit hanging on the hook on the wall. , it is obvious that this is the home of Clark Captain America Superman Kent.

"...Clark?" The voice was slightly hoarse.

Superman Clark, who has super hearing, could tell from the changes in her heartbeat that she had woken up. When he heard his name at this moment, he pushed open the door of the room the next second. His blue eyes were as gentle as a calm sea.

"Love, you're awake, is there something wrong?"

The blonde girl shook her head, took the warm water Clark handed her, and took a sip: "Last night...how was the banquet?"

"Not long after you left, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. came over, and it happened to be the matter you were going to solve, so our Justice League left soon." Clark said, "Steve and the others haven't found Winter Day yet. Traces of the warriors." They, too, were never to be found.

But he didn't say the last sentence, he thought the girl in front of him knew it better than him.

"...You heard me." She seemed to want to ask for confirmation, but it seemed that she was just simply feeling emotional.

"Sorry, I was just a little worried when I heard your voice at that time. After all, you were drunk...I swear that I will keep it a secret. I will keep everything related to you a secret."

Love lowered his eyes: "Well, I believe you."

The room suddenly fell into silence.

Clark grabbed his little curly hair in embarrassment, and hesitated to invite her to breakfast now in order to change the subject, but the current atmosphere seemed inappropriate...

Suddenly, the girl asked, "Clark, have you ever killed someone?"

The big man with curly hair was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

"But I did." Love looked up, with no expression on his face, "and I killed a lot of them."

Even the person who loved her the most at that time.

Clark stared at her blankly, not knowing what to say for a while.

He was the one who rescued her from the collapsing factory yesterday, who had completely lost consciousness. He could be sure that there was no breath of living people or corpses in the whole factory—there was only too much. Stones and a strong smell of blood.

It is impossible for no one to die. He can easily deduce that the venom is killing people, and Love uses his ability to turn the corpse and everything into stone. He is not sure why Love destroys all evidence, but He thought that those corpses must have stimulated her greatly, otherwise she couldn't have stood at the bottom like that and waited for the stone to fall instead of using any of her abilities to dodge.

He felt very distressed, but all he could say was, "That's not your fault."

"I'm not talking about those people last night...they deserved to die." She bit her lower lip, not saying that she didn't personally send the Winter Soldier to hell in the end but used her special ability, "...I just Reminds me of some not-so-nice things."

At this point, she pursed her lips, as if the topic was over, Clark scratched his little curly hair again, looked at her worriedly and hesitantly, and wanted to do something for her sudden heartbeat. She untied her knot but didn't know what to say.

What she minds is not just the lingering blood and corpses in her head, the things she gradually recalls are a hundred times worse than those——

The boy floating in the yellow nutrient solution can always be heard in the ears, and the painful groans that later turned into auditory hallucinations, an old ceiling lamp that flickers on and off, the shadow under the lamp is always flickering, and then exploded one day Come on, the light yellow melted into the bright red, and the value of the life detection instrument returned to zero——

The seemingly never-ending data recording and numerical adjustments seem to be a forever dark future.

The boys who promised her that they would definitely take her to feel the sunshine, her close relatives, lost their breath one by one in front of her, and after being dissolved by acid, there was not even a little souvenir of the corpse left behind. The streams of the containers were buried forever in the dirty sewers, with no tombstones and no one even remembering them.

Love closed her eyes, and a rather extreme idea suddenly flashed in her mind.

——It would have been nice if no one had been born in the first place.

She opened her mouth, but did not express the thought that irritated her nerves, but changed the subject naturally, and her heartbeat also calmed down: "I forgot to say, thank you for saving me."

"It was Venom that called me." Clark immediately answered with relief, "But he didn't protect you under the rubble, and I wonder why."

"...it can't do it."

Love shook his head without further explanation.

At that moment, she was almost standing in another high-level dimension, let alone venom, even if Thanos came to one-on-one with her with six infinite gems, she would only end up being easily obliterated by her.

Not just possessed, for a few seconds, she was the consciousness of the universe itself.

That is not a good sign, but it means that at a certain time in the future, she will completely lose her will and become a container of cosmic consciousness, or at a certain time, her pocket will become a black hole. Destroy the entire planet in seconds.

"By the way, Clark, at that time...was anyone alive besides me?"

Clark froze for a moment: "I don't think so, except for you, there are only stones there."

In front of Clark, Love, who was confirmed, conjured up a mobile phone out of thin air and dialed a number. Clark, who had never seen Love operate like this, immediately opened his eyes wide in surprise, and was about to ask about the situation. Bian was connected to the phone and started talking.

"Ward, it's me. Although I think you are already doing this, I still want to remind you to dispose of all the materials in Luthor's hands, whether electronic or physical, without leaving any traces. Remember, I said everything."

After a pause, she continued, "Also, look for the experimental data that Martha Knight may have left behind. Destroy all of them without confirmation."

When she said her mother's name, there was no warmth in her voice.

Clark obviously noticed this too: "Martha Knight, is that your mother?"

"Yeah, before I met Steve, I was a sociopath in good disguise, you want to know how I became a sociopath raised lovingly by a single mother?" She tilted her head , expressionless, "But I won't tell you."

Clark froze again.

"Maybe... I thought it was too simple before." He said softly.

A girl with such a warm heart and bright smile must have had a very happy childhood—he had always thought so, and even deliberately ignored the fact that she was the daughter of Captain America at her age.How could a child who was born in a laboratory of Hydra have such a wonderful childhood?

"It's okay, it's not a big problem." The blond girl with a gentle and bright smile suddenly showed a fake smile, rubbed her neck and slowly climbed down from the bed, "I can smell the smell of breakfast, like fried bacon ?”

Clark nodded very cooperatively: "And hash browns and scrambled eggs."

She soon sat at the dining table and ate something and complained about Batman with Clark daily, as if nothing had happened, the venom also came out of her collar, asked Clark for chocolate, and was complained by Love "Didn't you eat enough yesterday?" Venom groaned and asked "Didn't you have enough yesterday? Are you still eating now?" and it made her laugh.

This made Clark think for a moment that she really forgot her gloomy feeling of wanting revenge on the world or self-destruction just now, and returned to the state before everything happened, until she was about to leave, sipping milk and poking her He poked Venom's greasy face.

"Hey, my physical condition is not very good recently, do you want to stay on Clark for a few days first?"

After a while, she looked up at him again: "Clark, would you mind helping me raise a pet for a few days?"

"Hey, I'm not your pet. Apologize to me!" Although he protested arrogantly, Venom still obediently said that as long as there is a place to live, it doesn't matter if it's Love's body or Clark's body.

And her request, Clark never refuses.

So the blonde girl put down her cup and stood up, hugged the son of Krypton with the steel body for the first time, and said softly, "Pick me up."

Clark, whose body was stiff, carefully supported the girl's slender waist, and hugged her. The next moment, the girl's breath approached the corner of his lips.

She is 16 years old. As a young girl in the United States, it is very unbelievable for a young girl at this age to not have a boyfriend or not to have a boyfriend. Extending out to say hello, Clark realized that the girl who had just kissed his face had disappeared after the blue light flashed, which seemed to be running away——

In a sense it does.

It took a long time before Love, who directly controlled the Space Gem to run, realized that she was sitting helplessly on the bathroom floor at home, and she had already vomited out all the breakfast she had stuffed in desperately.

"Ah, I always feel like I'm going to die..." The blonde girl curled her lips in self-mocking, turned on the faucet and started to clean herself and then the bathroom.

feeling bad.

It was even more uncomfortable than the inexplicable disgust of meat after seeing a murder scene in England last time.

She didn't know how she ate those things naturally just now, obviously she couldn't taste them at all.

Steve was not at home, and he might still be busy looking for the whereabouts of the Winter Soldier. Love moved back to the room step by step, collapsed on his bed and closed his eyes. On—she could always recall the scene of dismembered corpses in the factory, alternating with the light yellow liquid in the glass container and the gradually spreading red scene, no matter which scene made her extremely uncomfortable.

"Really bad……"

She dared not close her eyes again.

The blonde girl bit her lower lip, and crystal tears flowed silently down the side of her face.

……

Steve sent a few text messages at noon and told Love that he couldn't go back for the time being. If she went home, she would order takeaway. Clark helped her cover up the night before and said that she was going to deal with the Justice League. Steve, worried about the Winter Soldier, had no doubts.After simply replying to the text message, she continued to lie paralyzed on the bed, with her right hand raised in front of her eyes, constantly turning a coin out and then disappearing. The ability to suddenly produce qualitative changes did not make her feel happy at all—she is not a person who pursues power , Charles said that using the pocket as the way and the five-meter limit is her subconscious resistance to excessive strength. Now that she has lost this limit, will she do anything irreparable?

Something sealed in the depths of her memory was testing on the verge of breaking the seal. She vaguely knew what it was, and also had a premonition that thinking of those things would mean that her world view would change. The world she lived in might be in her eyes. It will change, "she" will not even be "her" anymore.

She desperately needs Steve to come back to her right now, to listen quietly to everything she has to say - everything she remembers from birth, even the things she's about to remember, before birth, pre-birth, probably past life , and her helplessness and despair at the moment - and then tell her it's okay, tell her that she is his most precious treasure even so, tell her that he will always be by her side, just like he has always done.

But she waited and waited until the sun set and rose, set and rose again, and halfway through she received a call from Clark asking how she was doing, but Steve never came back.

The blonde girl, who had no strength in her body and felt like she was going to die if she didn't eat any more, forced herself to drink two bottles of glucose with the sourness in her stomach, then stumbled into the bathroom to take a shower, and came out of the bathroom wiping her hair At that moment, she finally waited for the sound coming from the door, at that moment she finally smiled, threw down the towel and ran towards the door, but her footsteps stopped abruptly when she saw Steve's tired face.

...not because of the Winter Soldier.

She knew very well that if it was only because of a few hidden enemies, a super soldier with four times the physical strength of an ordinary person would not be able to make himself like this in just three days-he was sad, because he lost someone, or , about to lose someone.

The blonde bit her lower lip hard.

Her wet hair blocked her overly gloomy face, and there was always some phantom in front of her eyes without eating or sleeping for too long. If it was an ordinary Steve, he would definitely notice it at the first time, but this time, he just lightly Sighing lightly, he raised his hand and gently placed it on the top of her hair.

"Love, have you dealt with the Winter Soldier yet?"

It was a very ordinary tone, a very ordinary question.

Love nodded slightly: "Yeah."

I thought he would continue to ask for details, but I didn't expect Steve to change the subject, and his tone became as tired as his face: "In this case, I want to take you to meet someone."

The words that wanted to explain everything clearly swirled around her mouth, but she swallowed them again.

"it is good."

The author has something to say: The author changed the timeline... Anyway, the timeline is already very messy_(:з)∠)_