[Comprehensive British and American] 280 days of tragedy

Ye An is preparing for a date.

In the huge wardrobe, there are only hooks hanging there empty. After losing the cover of clothes, there are only a pile of books about pregnancy hidden by Ye An. The pile on the far left has been read, and the pile on the right Haven't had time to watch it yet.

There were two neat stacks. If Ye An hadn't wanted to change clothes to go out on a whim, she would have almost forgotten that she had hidden a bunch of books here that Harry couldn't find.

The iron stick fell from a corner of the cabinet to the ground and rolled innocently twice.

Ye An bent down to pick it up, stuffed it back into the corner, and closed the closet door forcefully, looking back at the messy pile of clothes on his bed.

When she moved here, she didn't have the idea of ​​bringing date-specific clothes at all. As a result, the sheets are almost all hooded sweaters, baggy shorts, and fat T-shirts. Even the coat is also hooded. Trench coat... not even a skirt.

... She should have brought the blue dress that Qin gave her, even though she never wore that dress once.

Cosmetics did exist. A few days ago, Harry prepared a table of cosmetics for her, but the group of extravagant and expensive cosmetics obviously couldn't match this pile of overly sporty clothes.

She wondered if this was a good idea.

Things start half an hour ago.

While Ye An was jogging in the gym, he suddenly received an emergency call from Li Qianhuan.

"drop."

The phone blinked twice on the table next to it, and before Ye An could react, the video on the phone had automatically projected Li Qianhuan's face wearing black sunglasses.It seems that the Dominican sun was hot enough at this time to tan her into this coal-like complexion. When she opened her mouth, the two rows of white teeth gleamed to show her presence.

"Hey, Ann!" In the video, she was wearing a big flower hat, and even the pair of sunglasses couldn't escape the fate of being decorated with flowers, with two poor shriveled daisies inserted, "Is it still night in your place? Why can't I see you."

…There is no time difference between the United States and the Dominican Republic.

She raised her hand and swept off the jacket covering the phone, only then did Li Qianhuan see Ye An's quiet and delicate face on the screen of the phone. She was wearing a sports vest, and the sweat on her face was slowly falling from her forehead.

"Qian Huan."

"Morning, are you jogging? It seems that my call is not at the right time." With a glass of juice in her hand, she bit the straw and said vaguely: "You should set the phone to answer manually."

"My mobile phone has always been answered manually." Ye An took out a mirror with no expression on his face, and facing the mirror to the frequency screen of the mobile phone, he showed her the status displayed on the mobile phone by reflection, "You made the call." Emergency call."

In Xavier Gifted School, all mutant mobile phones are designed by Mr. McCoy himself.The basic functions are exactly the same as the mobile phones on the market, except that there is a special function for emergency calls.

There are two modes of communication between mutants, one is the usual call mode, which can be set to answer manually or automatically.The other is an emergency call. No matter who makes the call, the receiver will answer it automatically. At the same time, the geographic location of the caller will be sent to Mr. McCoy's mobile phone.

In other words, Mr. McCoy is on his way.

Li Qianhuan's complexion turned pale, and he obviously remembered that 'Ye An' should be playing on the beach not far away at this time, instead of facing a pile of messy clothes in a certain property in New York, USA.

"Li Qianhuan!" Teacher McCoy's voice quickly approached with each letter, and then Ye An listened to the phone for nearly 10 minutes about the reason why emergency mobile phones cannot be used at will.It has to be said that with the longer time I have known Professor Xavier, everyone around me has started to show a habit of preaching, such as Mr. McCoy and Ye An.

After Mr. McCoy left, Li Qianhuan's unhappy face appeared behind the phone again. Taking advantage of this time, Ye An picked up a towel to dry his forehead and put on his coat.

"My God, has Hank always been this verbose?"

"You should call Mrs. McCoy." Ye An unscrewed the water bottle, stood and drank a few sips of water slowly to replenish water.

"Okay, Mr. McCoy." Li Qianhuan immediately changed her words. In her opinion, there is no difference between being called McCoy or Hank.

"are you looking for me?"

Ye An opened the window, and the breeze outside the window flooded into the room with her movements, carrying a faint scent of flowers. Only under this kind of comfort can she feel a relaxed feeling of peace of mind.

"Come to care about your new relationship." Li Qianhuan said happily, feeling sincerely happy that Ye An fell in love again.She was always worried that Ye An would be cheated by Gambit, that French playboy, he seemed very unreliable, "How is the development going?"

"Okay?" Ye An said hesitantly, putting the water bottle aside.

Because it was really hard for her to say what the situation was like now. She was still slowly getting used to the process of getting along with Harry, trying to understand him, but this process was not smooth in her opinion.

He is too aggressive, like a flame, aggressively trying to burn everything up.Sometimes when Ye An looked at him, he felt that he didn't seem like he wanted to develop a relationship with her, but more like he wanted to imprison her in a cage, and put her exclusively in a dark corner where no one could see.

This is really too difficult for her to understand. Does she look like an irresponsible scum who will run away at any time?

"Okay?" Li Qianhuan frowned and asked incomprehensibly, "What's the answer?"

"Progress...smooth?"

Li Qianhuan looked at Ye An suspiciously. With Ye An's low EQ character, does he really understand the meaning of the word "smooth"?

"Okay, so have you guys been on a date?"

Dating, that's a question for Ye An.

Thinking about it carefully, the two of them really don’t seem to have had a good date. When they met Harry’s friend for the first time, Harry was taken to the metropolis by Lex halfway.

Every time it doesn't go so well, it's almost as if the relationship is cursed by coincidence.

Seeing Ye An's serious expression, Li Qianhuan asked in disbelief: "Isn't there?"

"Probably?" Ye An was not sure whether the previous two times were dates, since they didn't even mention the word date.

Li Qianhuan: "..."

Ye An coughed in embarrassment, and seemed to realize that his preparations were not done well, and he promised to try to fall in love with him, but in the end, he didn't think about how to cultivate the relationship correctly.

"Then... dating?" Ye An looked like he was falling in love for the first time, holding the word in his mouth hesitantly and muttering.

I can't blame her for this reaction. Before Harry, Ye An had only been in love with Akamanla.And Akamanla would not go out of the museum at all, the two of them stayed together every night, and there was a natural tacit understanding.

"Yes, a date." Li Qianhuan sighed, feeling that his heart was broken.

Well, date.Ye An included this matter in today's itinerary. It happened that Harry was in a rather dull mood these days because of the charity party, so he could go out with him to relax.

She anxiously told Ye An the precautions about dating, wishing to stuff these things into her mind.Ye An nodded hurriedly, as diligently as a chicken pecking at rice.

"An, you have to be clear about your choice." Finally, Li Qianhuan said to Ye An.

The second made a final turn, and the time reached nine o'clock.

In the end, Ye An changed into his usual t-shirt and a hooded windbreaker. He wore a pair of denim shorts underneath, and his hair was casually tied into a ponytail. He dug out a pair of small sandals from the room and sat in front of the computer to start searching. directions and nearby activities.

Li Qianhuan's call reminded Ye An that she had made a mistake.

One thing she's done wrong from the start is to tie Harry's existence to the child's.

this is not right.

If she originally came here just to take responsibility, then this responsibility has been mixed with too many things now.She began to be confused whether she chose to stay by his side because of responsibility or because of some momentary touch.Whatever the reason, from the moment she agreed to stay with Harry, it was not fair to anyone that the child should no longer be the only connection between the two of them.

As she had promised, she would try to fall in love with Harry.

Falling in love with a unique person is not anyone's vassal, nor is it anyone's responsibility.

The child should be one of the conditions of their connection, not their only connection.

After she made all the preparations, she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten one of the most important steps.

She... seemed to have forgotten to ask Harry if he had time...

Ye An was dazed in the room for about a few minutes, until Harry came to the door himself.

"Ann." Harry twisted open the door, and saw Ye An standing in the middle of the room, having changed his clothes and looking ready to go out.

"Harry!" Ye An had the illusion of a guilty conscience. Seeing Harry's scrutinizing expression, he rarely asked in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Are you free?"

Harry seemed to realize something, and responded quickly, "I'm free."

Ye An laughed with relief: "Then let's go on a date."