[Comprehensive British and American] 280 days of tragedy

Ye An felt that he might have said something wrong. Although Harry stopped asking about Remy, he also stopped talking.

Is he angry?

There is no doubt about that.

Ye An and Harry stepped into the aquarium house, the temperature inside was a few degrees lower than outside, Ye An subconsciously wanted to reach out to hold Harry's palm, his body temperature is always lower than ordinary people's, which also Means he is more afraid of the cold.

She held the baby in one arm, just enough to touch Harry's palm with one free hand.When Harry's fingers lightly touched the edge of his palm, Harry's fingers moved, Ye An stopped suddenly, but he quickly reacted and did not move, allowing Ye An to stuff his fingers into his palm .

The fingers tightened slowly.

The blue light was cast on the two people, and they held hands, but they didn't say a word.

A huge tortoise leisurely swam past the two of them. Ye An rarely saw such a big tortoise, maybe because she didn't go to many places.She used to stay in the small village, and when she came to the United States, she stayed at the school. At most, she would visit Akamanla or help everywhere when the situation allowed.

She met many people during this time, classmates from Xavier School, fellow guards and some friends who also made the world a better place, Flash, Green Arrow, Iron Man, Sisko, etc. , Although everyone has different personalities, they all have the same goal.

She has always been with such a group of people, different from ordinary people, and different from Harry.

The two walked aimlessly through the corridor of the aquarium, perhaps because it was getting closer to the meal time, the number of people in the aquarium gradually decreased, and the voice suddenly fell silent.Ye An hoped that he was going to the right place.She didn't pay enough attention to which direction she was going, and she kept thinking about some things in her mind.Think about how to get along with Harry instead of what Remy said... think more wholeheartedly about ways to turn the atmosphere around. The topic must be interesting enough to divert Harry's attention.

He was different from anyone Ye An knew, an ordinary human being, with no ability, and no common goals with Ye An, she didn't know how to treat him.

She tried her best to meet any request from Harry, but the effect didn't seem to be good, he was always restless, always asking for more... more of what?

Maybe it's feelings.

Ye An actually never said that when he saw Harry for the first time...not in a bar, but in the backstage of that fashion show, he was standing in the flickering light, with a pair of penetrating blue When she looked at her, she already had a premonition.

It was a premonition that fate was about to be entangled and doomed.

This feeling may or may not be love at first sight.Her understanding of feelings is too superficial, but she knows that she has a crush on Harry. That feeling is contrary to Akamanla's warm water-like relaxation, like a flame, it happened in an instant, and then it was intense. burning.

Her subconscious mind should be resisting such passionate feelings. In her impression, Huo Huo means losing her mind.

To lose your mind is to lose control, and to lose control is disaster.

So she can only explore slowly, a correct expression of emotion, not so enthusiastic.

A light arm interrupted Ye An's thinking, and Harry took the baby in her arms away. Only then did she realize that the two of them had reached the end of the aquarium and stood in front of a huge blue glass. His arm was completely numb, still trembling slightly.

"Sorry, I was distracted." Ye An let go of her fingers, pinched her numb arm, a toothache pain dissipated from her nerves, and she flicked her wrist cautiously.

Harry took Ye An's arm, pressed her on a nearby chair, carried the baby to the vending machine next to him, bought two bottles of water, handed one of them to Ye An, and sat next to her. down.

Ye An stretched out her hand to feel the drink. The drink was at room temperature. She generally didn't like to drink cold drinks when she could choose. Harry didn't expect to notice this detail.

"Thank you."

Harry didn't speak, and played with the bottle of water with his fingers. His eyes were fixed on the water bottle, following the pattern of the trademark LOGO printed on the glass bottle. He just kept silent like this, with no intention of opening his mouth at all.

Ye An hesitated for a few seconds, then reached out to touch his palm, but he didn't move, as if he had become a beautiful wood carving.

"Do you... want to go to a movie?" She found a topic and suggested very stiffly: "There are open-air movies in the nearby park... I think it should be about to start after we go there."

Harry met her gaze, and Ye An looked a little uncertain. He looked at her and looked at her expressionlessly. There was a slowly brewing storm in his eyes. Against those beautiful blue eyes, he almost looked at her. It has a beauty that freezes in time.

She lowered her voice softly, "Our date isn't over yet, is it?"

"You just remembered." There was a tinge of anger in his tone, and his blue eyes became deeper with the refraction of the light, "I thought you were going to be in a daze all the time, thinking about how to hide from me."

Ye An blinked, it was really a misunderstanding, "Hiding you? No, no, I'm just thinking about how to get along with you."

"Are you thinking about how to get along with me?" Harry laughed, the corners of his mouth raised, but Ye An knew he wasn't smiling.

"I've never... never been in contact with someone like you." Ye An said hesitantly, she was sure that there must be confusion in her tone, otherwise Harry's eyes would not be so sharp, as if trying to cut through her disguise, Seeing her soul clearly, "You are too hot, I don't know what to do."

"Then accept me, completely." Harry grabbed her palm domineeringly, confining her in his palm.

It came again, the feeling of being out of control like a flame, the heart was beating fast, and something was about to break out of the ground with the powerful beating of the heart.

Ye An seemed to be touching a hot kettle, she controlled herself not to withdraw her hand suddenly, that was too deliberate.

"You can't...can you?" Harry asked in a low voice, his voice was very soft, and there was something abnormally soft, something tense was hidden in his calm voice, ready to explode at any time.

"Sorry." She didn't know what she was apologizing for, her thoughts were filled with that strange emotion, and she could only speak like a robot relying on instinctive memory.

Harry stared closely at Ye An, his eyes were gloomy, he heard something in his heart slowly making a sound.It was the sound of something sinking into the water, chains and black water and endless barren land.

"Let's go to the movies." Harry took Ye An's hand, his smile was already shallow, and then there was silence.

For the rest of the journey, neither of them spoke.Ye An could feel the unquenched anger in his heart, and didn't know what to say for a moment.The baby was also frightened by the frozen atmosphere of the two adults, and has been obediently not making trouble, with round blue eyes constantly turning between the two of them.

At this time, the road had come to an end, and it was replaced by an open-air movie venue with a wide view. There were many food stalls on the road next to it, and the most popular ones were hot dogs, popcorn, and Coke.Ye An chose a seat far away from the crowd. When he sat down, he was still a little uneasy, because he was still angry, and she hadn't found a way to make him happy.

The film opens with a mail box, the paint on which has long since peeled off, as the car behind it drives up the gravel driveway, its wheels touching the ground and kicking up dry dust in the air.

Bridges of Madison County.

Ye An turned his head to look at Harry, and reached out to take the baby in his arms, which he had held for too long.

Harry didn't refuse, but remained silent.

Some yellowish scenes in the movie kept appearing. Francis and Robert met in the quietness of the countryside. Ye An sighed and asked, "Can we talk? I hope you can be happy today, instead of always caring about Remy's matter."

"What is it that I can't know?" Harry asked quickly.

"Of course not." Ye An frowned and retorted. She didn't want Harry to be dissatisfied with Remy, so she patiently explained: "Remy just doesn't trust you very much. Of course, he didn't target you. He has always had this problem, a little ..."

It's hard for her to describe Remy's character. He is very kind to any student in the school. Even Professor Xavier has considered hiring him to teach in the school, if it weren't for his unsociable interests and endless wandering syndrome, maybe he would make a good teacher.

"He's just a little worried about me." She said, "I told you about my uncle Logan, right?"

Harry turned his head to look at Ye An. He had an impression of this name. Ye An said that her nationality was forged with a person named Logan, and there was a photo of this person at the back of her wardrobe.

"At that time, he brought me to Xavier College. We got along with each other for two months before we came to the college. He was a gentle elder and took care of me a lot. Without him, I might not be here "Ye An has been wandering with Logan during that time, although Logan seems to be a rough guy who doesn't pay much attention to life, and often hooks up with good-looking beauties everywhere, but he has never made Ye An hungry a meal.

Logan stuffed her into the school two months later.It seems that he abandoned her in school, but he still calls the professor from time to time to ask her about her recent life.Professor Xavier told her about it secretly. Logan didn't know that Ye An had been listening to the professor when he was talking on the phone.

"At that time, the professor didn't know what he discussed with Logan, so Remy came to our school. He and Logan are good friends, and taught me a lot of things, such as my fighting skills." The little baby was beaten in Ye An's arms. With a big yawn, she raised her hand to change positions, and moved his head inward, "Maybe it's because of Logan, he has always taken care of me, and maybe sometimes he is too worried about my friendship."

She was used to having disagreements with Remy, but she also knew that Remy was a good guy.

"Worried? No, I don't think so." Harry shook his head, his blond hair brushing over his overly good-looking eyebrows and eyes.His face was smooth and elusive, but there was something wrong with his eyes, something he was trying to hide.

Ye An felt a little uneasy, and his heart tightened.

"What are you suspecting?"

"If you told me what you guys were talking about just now, I might know what I was suspicious of." Harry's expression was exactly the same as Remy's just now, with an aggressive attitude.

This made Ye An feel tired for a while. She really didn't know why the two of them were so hostile to each other. This also aggravated Ye An's determination not to tell Harry the content of the conversation just now. Knowing what Remy said just now, the two of them will never get along well in this lifetime.

She didn't want to see this situation at all.

"My conversation with Remy wasn't..." She tried to move the subject.

"Then why are you hiding it?" Harry interrupted Ye An.

Ye An choked up all of a sudden, and she slowly inhaled a breath.The child in her arms had already fallen asleep, and her palms tightly grabbed her hat rope, as if she was worried that she would be discarded after falling asleep, and her body was also pressed against her chest, and she could still feel his peaceful heartbeat.

She stared at Harry, and Harry stared back at Ye An, with no sign of compromise on his face.

"I can't tell you," she said finally.

In all her conversations with Remy, Remy had clearly expressed his distrust of Harry, not only because of his own opinion, but also because of his doubts about Ye An's ability.Her ability is a taboo even in school, the real secret is only known to her, Sisko, Professor Xavier and Ye An himself, and she has no intention of telling Harry about it.

"I thought you wouldn't hide anything from me." Uncontrollably, Harry raised his voice.

Ye An never deliberately concealed anything from Harry. Even when he insisted, he was still unwilling to tell him everything. The mutant must have said something just now to make her so abnormal.

"It's not what you think." Ye An said, "I'm hiding it because it's unnecessary."

Harry didn't listen to Ye An's explanation at all, he took a deep breath to calm himself down, his hands kept shaking, his voice became low and painful, "Ann."

Why did he care so much about what Remy said?

[What if he is really cheating on you? ] Remy's words flashed through Ye An's mind.

She shook her head vigorously, shaking off the sudden thought.

Step forward and directly choose to use actions to suspend this meaningless quarrel.She stood on tiptoe, but Harry was a little taller than her.

When the other party didn't react, she pressed her lips to his. After getting close, the cold breath on his body suddenly became clear.Harry's lips were trembling with anger at first, but soon he reacted and retreated, and the cool air filled the space between the two of them.

"I hope," she said softly, "I hope you can understand me... Remy has always treated me like a child, and he has a natural distrust of others. I believe that as long as you can put aside your prejudices and get along well, He will trust you sooner or later... As for the others... don't ask any more, I can't tell you, it's to protect you."

"Protect me?" Harry lowered his voice strangely, and it was obvious that the answer was beyond his expectation.

"Yes, to protect you." Her eyes were serious and affirmed, and it also showed her determination that she would never tell him this secret.

"Even if I ask you to tell me?"

Ye An hesitated, "Professor Xavier and I promised that we would bring this secret into the grave. Apart from this, I can promise you other requests."

After a while, she seemed to think of something, and added: "Of course, I can't tell you about my conversation with Remy, I don't want his angry words to hurt you."

Harry stared closely at Ye An, and suddenly broke into a smile, which was a little different from his usual smile.It's hard for Ye An to describe what's in there, but he just feels that kind of feeling, giving people a dark feeling.Longing leaked from his eyes, he held his breath, and his cold fingers slowly moved from her face to the pulse of her neck, she almost had the illusion that her blood was frozen.

"Don't leave me." He lowered his voice, almost whispering, "You swear, never, never leave me."

Ye An's train of thought became clearer, her eyes swept over his face, her consciousness was momentarily emptied, and she heard the vague lines in the movie, and then looked at him again.All the memories flashed before her eyes, and the last thing that stayed in her eyes were Harry's eyes, half-downcast, blue pupils almost frozen, and the depths of the pupils were heavy black.

Ye An was very clear about what this promise meant, so she hesitated.

"Will you agree?" He asked again, holding Ye An's wrist tightly with his fingers, trying his best to control his tone, his voice almost squeezed out of his teeth, and his eyes became unstable.

"I promise," she said.

Harry was silent, and there was a momentary blank expression on his face, like the empty satisfaction after finally getting what he wanted.

"Never leave me, no matter what happens."

"Until I die." Ye An said.

Harry reached out and hugged Ye An, leaning his head on her shoulder, and smiled silently.

Ye An looked at the picture on the movie screen through Harry's hair, Francis was sitting on the truck, in the heavy rain, Robert wrapped the necklace around the rearview mirror, and Francis held the door switch.

In the end, she still didn't get out of the car.

The author has something to say: Ye An's character actually has a lot to do with her ability, which will be exposed in the next few chapters.

Also... I know that the heroine of Madison Bridge is also called Francis, so please don't act... Well, I made a play myself, and I laughed out loud as I wrote it.