[Comprehensive British and American] 280 days of tragedy

"Good evening, ma'am." Compared to his indifference towards Remy, Harry's attitude towards Su Rong was much gentler, "I'm Harry Osborn."

"I have long admired your name, Mr. Osborne." Su Rong smiled and shook hands with him, her beautiful peach eyes sparkled with the light of interest and gossip, "I am Su Rong Xavier."

"Hello, Miss Xavier." Harry held his hand politely for two seconds before letting go, turned his head and asked Ye An, with a sweet smile on his face that made Ye An a little confused, "Where are you going? "

"Well, the New York Police Department." When she spoke, she habitually turned her head and glanced at Remy behind him. He also frowned, his eyes were blocked by sunglasses and he couldn't see clearly.In fact, even without sunglasses, Ye An couldn't see any emotion in his eyes. She suspected that it might be because Remy's eyes were different from ordinary people's.

Harry also looked up at Remy, and the moment the two men looked at each other, there was a flash of lightning.

"What happened." Harry held Ye An's hand tightly with one hand, and reached out to her face with the other hand, brushing away the strands of her hair stuck in the scarf.Immediately after that, the cool fingers stopped, and slid from the skin behind her ears to the edge of her cheeks, back and forth inadvertently, driving her gaze upwards, staring deeply into her eyes.

Harry's movements were natural, as if they were so close, even Ye An himself had the illusion that she and Harry were lovers.

"I attacked ordinary people." Ye An took a deep breath, trying to get rid of that strange illusion.The result of one mind and two tasks is that the speech is very unassuming, which sounds like perfunctory.Ye An quickly added an explanation, "But the other party admitted that they were going to be violent, so I did it."

"This should be regarded as self-defense." She hesitated for a while and said.

"Of course." Harry comforted her softly, "You're acting in self-defense."

Remy laughed, Harry snapped his fingers, and then slowly turned his head to look at him.Ye An was also awakened by his movement, and looked up at Remy who had been silent behind him.

Remy's complexion was not good, his brows were still tightly wrinkled, and the corner of his mouth showed a smile: "Honey, we should go."

This was indeed a waste of too much time, Ye An struggled...not to break free, but made Harry's grip even tighter.

"I'll take you there," Harry insisted.

"No, Mr. Osborne." Remy stepped forward, and he took off his sunglasses, revealing those strangely colored pupils that were once called devil's eyes. things."

"I don't think you have the right to make decisions about Ann, do you?" Harry said unflinchingly.

"What do you say sweetheart?"

Ye An suddenly felt two pressures on her body. Although both of them were smiling, she somehow felt the calm before the storm.

She subconsciously wanted to look at Remy, and of course she couldn't control this.

Remy and Ye An have known each other for four years. Although he was not by her side for a long time, the intermittent letters between the two have never been broken. rice sent before leaving school.They had a good relationship for a time, and Ye An's fighting skills were also taught by Remy, who was both a teacher and a friend to her.

As for Harry, they have been together seriously for less than 24 hours, and Ye An still has more responsibilities than emotions for Harry.

The sudden pain of her fingers being clenched caused Ye An to stop raising her head. The height difference between her and Remy was 25cm, so Ye An's gaze could only freeze on Remy's neckline and could not go any further.

Remy took a big step back decisively, met Ye An's gaze, and raised an eyebrow at her frivolously.

……

She felt like her finger was about to break off.

The three of them were almost standing in a row now. Because Remy took a step back, it looked like he was standing next to Harry from a plane view. Ye An thought this scene must be very funny, like a pan flute played backwards.

From Harry's point of view, it looked like Ye An was staring at Remy in a daze.

The palm holding her suddenly trembled slightly, Ye An reacted quickly, almost looking at Harry when he noticed it.At that very moment, Harry let go of the hand that had been holding her tightly.

"Osborn?" Ye An blinked and looked at him: "You..."

"Sorry, I might be a little..." Harry suppressed his expression, but put his hands behind his back forcefully.

"Are you cold?" Ye An interrupted him, and took a quick step forward, grabbed his hand back, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, "Sorry, I forgot."

"What?" Harry didn't respond.

"Are you hungry? Are you tired? Do you want to sit down and have a rest?" Ye An asked solemnly, and put on the scarf he untied from his neck while asking, accompanied by the unique fragrance of women The body temperature surrounded him tightly.

This person is pregnant with a child, she actually let a pregnant man stand in the cold night wind for so long!She is really too immature, she just promised to make it up to him this morning!

"Sweetheart?" Remy looked at Ye An's position of betraying if he said it was a betrayal in disbelief, and felt a knowing blow.

Ye An straightened his face and said seriously: "That's it, I can't leave Osborne."

Now the situation is reversed, Ye An tightly held Harry's hand, and stuffed his hand into his pocket, Harry's fingers could still touch the same warmth that she stuffed in the bottom of the pocket. cell phone.

"You really broke my heart, petite."

"I'm sorry..." Thinking about it, Remy accompanied her all the way from New York to Westchester, and from Westchester back to New York. They couldn't get together properly, but they were suddenly The situation disturbed.

Remy shrugged and joked, "It seems that I am destined to be abandoned."

Ye An suddenly felt even more guilty. On one side was his father, who was pregnant with a child, and on the other was a friend he had known for several years. This kind of multiple-choice question is no less than the century-old problem of mother-in-law and wife falling into the water.

"I will stay in New York for a while, come and find me when you are free, you know where to find me." Remy patted Ye An's shoulder under Harry's scrutinizing gaze, and said considerately: "You can come and see Oliver, she misses you very much."

"Definitely." Ye An assured.

"Then let's go." Su Rong, who stood by and ate melon seeds for a long time watching the show, clapped her hands and asked.

"Please, Miss Xavier." Harry came back to his senses, politely thanked Su Rong, and pulled Ye An to brush Remy's shoulder in a victorious gesture.

"petite."

Ye An stopped and turned to look at Remy behind him.

"thereality of the other person is not in what there reveals to you, but in what the ot reveals to you." (The essence of a person does not lie in what he reveals to you, but in what he cannot reveal to you.)

Remy didn't wait for Ye An to respond to him, turned around and left after saying this.She looked at the back of the man leaving, and said, "Is he telling me, did he read the essays by Gibran that I recommended?"

Su Rong: This guy doesn't understand you at all, so can't you be more straightforward?

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With Harry's help, things were much easier to solve.

He just stood in the police station and said a few words to the police.

"I'm Harry Osborne." and "All matters to my solicitor."

What was originally thought to be a troublesome matter was solved so easily, Ye An's expression was a bit complicated, it felt like he was ready to fight a battle of no return, but when he arrived on the battlefield, he found that everyone on the opposite side It's the same feeling as Bunny Keith.

But what made her more concerned was not this matter, but another one.

The homeless man in black windbreaker seen in the alley today did not show up at the police station.

The reason is not his absence or choosing not to prosecute, but his 'disappearance'.

As if it had never happened before, neither from the mouth of the homeless man nor from the investigation report of the police station, there was no mention of the homeless man in black windbreaker she met in the alley.

He just disappeared out of thin air.

"An." With a snap of her fingers, Ye An's thoughts were interrupted by the appearance of Su Rong. She had to suppress this matter temporarily, and looked up at Su Rong seriously.

"already solved?"

"It's convenient for rich people to deal with things. Now that the things here are settled, I'll go first." Su Rong looked at her watch with a look of hurrying, "I still have to go to the alley."

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you today." Ye An exchanged a hug with Su Rong. Su Rong was wearing a cool woody perfume that was very different from her gorgeous face.

"It's not a trouble, Charles told me to take good care of you." Su Rong let go of Ye An, blinked her beautiful peach eyes, and said meaningfully, "Since you are going to stay in New York for a while."

It's over... It's been exposed. Could it be that Scott can't be contacted because they have been stuffed into a small dark room by Professor Xavier?Ye An had the word over written all over her face, making her look a little desperate.

Su Rong burst out laughing, and after seeing Ye An's change of face enough, she continued, "But your little secret, I don't think Charles should know it."

"You...why..." Ye An just breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes widened because of Su Rong's expression of "I know your little secret".

"I should go." Su Rong showed a mysterious smile, and squeezed Ye An's face with joy, "Otherwise that guy will catch up."

that guy?who?

Before Ye An could ask, Su Rong snapped her fingers and disappeared in front of her in an instant.

...she really didn't like the way these guys talked half-spoken and half-hidden.

"Hey! Good evening! Ann!"

Ye An's eyes blurred, and the person who spoke disappeared again.With a gust of hurricane, she also had empty hamburger papers and empty Coke bottles in her hands.

She was silent for three seconds, walked to the corner and threw the rubbish into the trash can.

Well, now at least we know who 'the guy' who betrayed the secret is.

With a dark face, Ye An made a note of Kuaiyin in his heart, and then he heard the sound of the door opening.

Harry came out of the director's office. Due to the sufficient heating in the room, Harry took off his windbreaker and suit jacket, and only wore a small gray plaid vest and white shirt. The slightly tight style perfectly set off his slender figure , showing an elegant and expensive British temperament.

Of course, what made him look so good-looking was also the man behind him with a flattering smile and a chubby face like an inflated duck.

"install."

"Osborne."

"You can call me Harry." He embraced Ye An, and kissed her forehead very naturally.

"Harry." She changed her words politely.

Harry showed a satisfied smile, turned sideways and introduced to Ye An, "This is the mayor of the New York Bureau, Ryan Amos."

"Hello." Ye An reached out and shook hands with him.

"Hello, Ms. Ye, I've heard about the matter. Don't worry, your behavior is undoubtedly self-defense, and I will let the New York police give you a perfect explanation."

"...Thanks." Well, at least the good news is that this matter is finally resolved isn't it?Now is the time to tackle new things.

For example, children's problems.