[Comprehensive British and American] 280 days of tragedy

Night falls.

Not long after Barry took McCann away, Sisko and Catherine also left early because of the superhuman reminder application on their mobile phones and returned to Midtown.They were really busy, so busy that they didn't even finish watching a movie. In the end, Bernard and Ye An finished watching The Matrix together.

By the way, there is also Asa, the little baby who likes to cling to Ye An, and Harry seemed to have something to do after the meeting, so he went directly to the company, and soon Ye An saw news about O'Ann Reports of major layoffs in the company.

Ye An turned off the shower, stood under the bathroom heater, blowing her hair while looking at the photos sent to her by Kurt.

The hazy fog in the bathroom couldn't hide the cold fact above. Professor Xavier was going back to New York, but she hadn't figured out how to explain Harry.

All the developments have gone beyond expectations, no matter how you think about it, there are only four words left to explain honestly, but she thinks, before she plans to tell the professor about this, maybe they can let Scott and the others have a good time s holiday?

His body was gradually drying under the warm wind, and Ye An walked out wearing a T-shirt and pajamas.She has a lot of this kind of pajamas, the same as the clothes she usually goes out, most of them are T-shirts and shorts, because Harry kindly suggested that she wear suspender pajamas, but she ruthlessly rejected it. Sharing a bed is dangerous, and wearing suspenders is asking for trouble.

When she came into the bedroom, Harry was sitting in the middle of the bed, his hair wet, playing with a square object with his fingertips.

"Hi." Harry noticed Ye An coming out, put the square USB flash drive on the side cabinet, wrapped his arms around Ye An's waist, and put his hands loosely behind her.

She picked up a towel beside him and put it on his head, gently wiped it gently, and said helplessly, "Why don't you dry your hair?"

The two of them took a shower in different bathrooms, and most of the time Harry came out after washing, and there were still drops of water on some parts of his body, which was outrageously random. Ye An told him many times because of this incident, and he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable afterward. I don't want to talk anymore.

"Wait for you to wipe it for me." Harry pulled her hard onto the bed, slightly bent one leg, and rubbed the skin on the back of her waist ambiguously.

"Harry." This position was even more difficult, so she simply knelt on the bed and rubbed his head vigorously facing him, making his hair messy.

"Hey." Harry was caught off guard, the towel blocked his sight, he instinctively grasped Ye An's wrists, and pressed her back on the bed forcefully, "Do you want to start a war?"

"You know that I won't do anything to you." Ye An was easily pushed under him. This behavior is completely impossible for others. They are often defeated by Ye An before they do this. "If this was a war, I would have lost it in the first place."

Harry laughed, his tender eyes almost melted into a puddle of water, golden-brown shattered hair skipped over his beautiful eyebrows, Harry lowered his head and kissed the corner of Ye An's lips, "So as the victor, I declare that you belong to me. "

"It sounds like I have nothing from now on." Ye An smelled the smell on his body, a shower gel mixed with a cool smell, which was exactly the same as the one on her body.

"No." He raised his brows, with a certain inevitable smile on his face: "If I own the whole world, then the world also belongs to you."

In terms of talking about love, Ye An, who is obviously still a beginner, is of course not as good as Harry, who is a veteran in love. She couldn't take Harry's words, and she lay on the bed and looked straight at Harry, and he didn't need her at all. To give any reply, he lowered his head and rubbed Ye An's lips.Warm breath passed from Ye An's lips to Harry's lips, he kissed gently, and the two exchanged an intimate kiss.

After a while, when Harry started to breathe unsteadily, Ye An pushed him away slightly, "Don't continue," she said.

Harry sighed in frustration, pretended to be disappointed and said, "You are always like this, I almost doubt my charm."

"It would be terrible if I lost control." Ye An watched Harry roll back on the bed, and immediately poked him on the shoulder and said, "Your hair is not dry, don't lie on the bed."

"How bad will it be?" he asked, sitting up.

"As bad as the end of the world."

Harry laughed, and leaned back against the head of the bed, rubbing a few soft pillows against his back, and stretched out his hand to pull Ye An also over, leaning into his arms, "The reason."

"My ability." Ye An said the answer naturally, which is indeed true.

"Is your devil's diary?" Harry looked at Ye An's devil's diary and the USB drive. The one in his hand.

Ye An's ability has lost its effectiveness. In order to avoid triggering the ability again, she tied the notebook tightly. Ye An is not a mutant who relies on abilities. Except for carrying this notebook, she looks like a normal person. Normal people are no different.Harry was sitting at the head of the bed. Apart from Ye An and Harry's things, there were a lot of small things on the table, homemade bookshelves, storage boxes, and some leaf vein bookmarks, all made by Ye An when he was free. Using abilities, in fact, she prefers to do it herself, and slowly organize the surroundings into the way she likes.

Trimming the garden, and sometimes using some discarded wooden tables, chipped wood to make wind chimes. It was the first time Harry knew that Ye An could even carve.She loves to read, so she used a lot of things as bookmarks, such as empty wood carvings, leaf vein bookmarks, or flower petals.

Even Harry and Ye An's bed had small floral embroidery on the corners that Ye An embroidered when he was free.

"It's the Devil's Notes." Ye An said, "Random ability is not a good thing, too many changes."

"Do you have any abilities?"

Ye An seriously recalled: "I should have all kinds of abilities, some strong and some weak."

"Sounds interesting."

"Real experience isn't fun anymore." Ye An sighed: "You can't even imagine how scary it would be if you laughed and people around you would fall in love with you at first sight. I didn't dare to laugh at that time."

Harry paused, wrapped his arms around Ye An's, covered her hand with his palm, and squeezed it warningly: "Aren't you afraid that I'll be jealous when you say that?"

Ye An raised his forehead, and muttered in a low voice: "Do you all have to be jealous?" It seemed that there was nothing to be jealous about.

"Being jealous is an irrational behavior." Harry lowered his head and bit Ye An's neck hard, and hugged her tightly to his chest.

"It's so unfair, I didn't do anything." Ye An said in a low voice, wanting to reach out and touch his aching neck, but Harry hugged her so tightly that even her fingers were carefully scrutinized. Get entangled.

Harry couldn't help pecking and kissing that place a few more times, leaving a faint mark, "You don't need to do anything to make me fall into your eyes."

"It's too hot." She struggled slightly with some discomfort.

It was as if he fell into the abyss of love in an instant, and wanted to pull Ye An down together.She has never been an enthusiastic person, but she already feels a little out of control. She often throbs because of Harry's sight. That kind of terrifying satisfaction almost makes people throw away all reason and go crazy, and the indulgence makes people frightened.

"That's because you don't know how important you are to me." Harry said with a low sigh: "Without you, the world would have no meaning."

Ye An straightened up abruptly, startled by the heaviness in Harry's words, she turned around, Harry's eyes were so deep that they were almost broken, he stretched out his hand greedily to the side of Ye An's face, and his fingertips passed through her The black hair slipped down and pinched the end of it, "I think I will do anything to keep you by my side."

"Harry." Ye An grabbed his hand, his body temperature seemed to have been very low all the time, a faint blue meridian could be seen on the back of his white hand, at this moment those slender hands stayed in her palm docilely, "You can't think like this. There are always many good things in the world."

"I used to think so, too." Harry laughed, and said slowly, "I thought so when I left New York as a kid."

Ye An had never heard Harry talk about the past, so he fell silent for a while.

"Come here." Harry gently tugged at Ye An, she hesitated for a few seconds, and quickly made a decision, leaning forward in his arms, Harry kissed Ye An's forehead, and continued Said: "When I was ten years old, I was sent to a boarding school. Before that, my father stayed at home for less than a week in a year. I made up my mind at that time that I would never be with him again. connect."

Ye Jing listened quietly, occasionally he would stop, at that time Ye An would raise his head and exchange kisses with him, he seemed to gain strength from this kiss, and continued on.

"I tried a lot of things, but I often lost interest very quickly." In a boarding school where money is piled up, all imaginable or unimaginable things will happen here, and the school is full of a smell of corruption, or rot , As long as you have money, there is nothing you can't do, and there is nothing you can't get. The shelf life of everything is as short as freshly squeezed milk, which stinks quickly.

After finally being called back by his father, he still had such a glimmer of expectation, but that expectation was soon shattered by his father's illness.And when he doubted everything and distrusted everything the most, Ye An appeared in his world, trusting him unreservedly, she condensed all the beauty that can be praised, her clean eyes seemed to only care about him Human emotions are too alluring.

"You are my last hope, beauty and love." Harry sighed.

Ye An still couldn't understand, "Is there nothing else you care about?"

Harry slowly rubbed the top of Ye An's hair, her hair glowed warm orange under the light, fluffy like a fox's tail.

"other things?"

Ye An nodded as an example: "Friends or ideals."

"Friend?" Speaking of this, Harry thought of someone: "The only friend I care about is Peter Parker."

Spiderman?This is a good sign. Ye An has a good impression of Spiderman. It should be said that she has a good impression of all Superheroes. Among her friends, almost all of them are upright and have lofty ideals. This kind of person is also very capable of infecting those around him, and will make people full of hope without knowing it.

"He is a good man." Ye An immediately praised.

Harry's breathing paused for a second, and his sensitive possessiveness broke out again, and he asked with a half-smile, "You seem to have a good impression of him?"

By the way, Harry didn't know that his best friend was Spider-Man. As she had only met his friend once, her reaction was indeed a bit strange.

Whether it's lying or concealing, it's a very painful thing for Ye An, so she had no choice but to change the subject, and said very bluntly: "Then... what about the ideal?"

Harry pinched Ye An's fingertips punitively. She suspected that Harry would crush her nails sooner or later.

"What about you?" he asked.

Ye An thought for a while, she seemed to have never thought about what she would do in the future, everyone was very clear about their future goals, such as Barry and Oliver, they all hoped that the world could become a better place, and they devoted themselves to justice without hesitation. In the police world, he runs around every day to catch criminals.

The ideals of Kuaiyin and Scott often change, but they are always planning the future with great interest. Kuaiyin is probably doing everything possible to chase Su Rong. You must know that although his speed is very fast, it is not It means that he is also very fast in chasing girls, especially when Su Rong's ability compares with his. She doesn't seem to be very interested in the immature Kuaiyin, and Kuaiyin's love path is entangled.

And Scott wants to buy a heavy motorcycle of his own, and for this purpose, he still does some work in school, such as assembling tables for students, but Ye An thinks this is too unsafe, his quartz eyes are not at all Without the function of judging traffic lights, he will definitely become a new generation of road killers in the future.

Li Qianhuan wanted to be a star in the future, but after finding out that she was a mutant, she wanted to be a martial arts star. Ye An also couldn't understand the difference between the fingertips of ordinary stars and martial arts stars.

Su Rong's ideal is much simpler and cruder. She wants to save a large sum of money, which, together with Professor Xavier's share, is enough for the two of them to take supplements every day for retirement. Because of her ideal, Professor Xavier often He wondered if Su Rong was often hungry when he was a child, which made Su Rong so terrified in the future.

As for Professor Xavier, his ideal is the greatest that Ye An has ever seen. He hopes that all mutants can live in peace, have no disputes, live in peace, and live in a world without discrimination.And he is not an idealist, he is really working in this direction, although the society's prejudice against mutants has not completely disappeared, but she believes that sooner or later, all creatures in the world will be able to coexist peacefully .

Ye An thought about it seriously, and finally stretched his brows and said, "It should be a teacher."

"Teacher?" Harry was a little surprised by Ye An's answer and asked, raising his eyebrows.

Ye An nodded: "I think teachers are a profession that can make the world a better place."

An answer in Ye An's style. Compared with the dangerous job of being a guard employee, the profession of teacher is more acceptable to him.

"I'm really worried about your future students." Harry pointedly said of her low EQ.

Ye An hesitated for a second, "Maybe it's not that bad?"

Even she herself is not sure, since she doesn't teach emotional intelligence when teaching, maybe something like emotional intelligence is born with it?However, there is also a saying that is close to Zhuzhechi.

Ye An shook his head vigorously, shaking the terrifying picture out of his mind, and asked Harry, "What about you?"

"What am I?"

"ideal."

Harry pondered for a while, and Ye An turned his head to look at him with a good gaze, his black eyes flickered, and thoughtfully said, "Sleeping with you counts."

Ye An was caught off guard and choked, coughing like hell.

Harry patted Ye An on the back with a grin, and passed her a glass of water over his body, "Are you okay?"

Ye An took the water glass, gulped it up, and then felt that his breathing became a little easier, although the sore throat was still a bit burning.

"Don't be kidding." Ye An said hoarsely.

Harry's eyes were serious, he really thought so.

"At least not now." She surrendered, got out of bed and poured herself another glass of cold water, and when the cold liquid slid into her throat, it greatly relieved her burning throat.

"I don't feel it at all, and maybe it doesn't object to it." Harry sat on the bed, insisting.

Ye An sighed, turned around and sat back, hesitated for a while, then reached out to touch Harry's stomach.

This scene was very strange, Harry always had the feeling that the identities of the two had been swapped, but he quickly got used to it and pressed Ye An's palm on his stomach.

The skin under the palm was hard, Ye An suddenly asked curiously: "Do you really not feel it?"

"No." Harry replied uninterestedly: "I doubt it's a fake."

Harry is only two months old now, and it's not yet three months old, and his stomach doesn't rise or fall at all.His usual reaction is also very healthy, except for the occasional morning sickness some time ago, but the morning sickness reaction disappeared not long after Ye An moved in, and now the child in his stomach is quiet and unbelievable except for some mutant abilities emerging from time to time .

"The child will hear." Ye An put on a serious face, and then seriously introduced himself to Harry's stomach: "I am Ye An, and I am mother."

Harry snorted, Ye An's face was still flushed after a severe cough, and he looked very silly when he was serious.

"This is your father, you're called... well, Asa Osborne, how about Harry?" Ye An asked looking up at him.

Ye An put his hand on his stomach and gently stroked it. He didn't hate this kind of flirting action, and he didn't want to interrupt the warm atmosphere at this time, so he followed her topic.

"Asa Ann Osborn." Harry said indifferently. Sooner or later, they would have their own child. Even if it wasn't this one, it didn't matter if they were named after Ye An: "This one is not bad, either."

Ye An nodded earnestly when she heard the words, her eyes softened all of a sudden, children... the continuation of life, she never thought that she would have her own children, the arrival of life itself is a kind of miracle. The fertilized egg begins to grow into a human being, maybe like her, maybe like Harry.

"Asa Ann Osborne." Ye An whispered softly.

She felt a burst of great joy welling up in her heart, that joy was so clear, as if the child needed her to feel this joy, and the emotion turned into a huge flower bud, which bloomed in an instant, so beautiful, beautiful Words cannot describe this feeling.

Harry also felt this joy. At the moment Ye An felt it, he heard the heartbeat of another person in his body, gently hitting his heart, and his breath was filled with flowers of happiness fragrance.

"This is..." Harry frowned.

"Child..." Ye An withdrew his hand in surprise, and met Harry's gaze.

This kind of mood is not between two people, but belongs to the child.

Harry's expression went blank for a moment.The sense of joy has not stopped, it is very moving, whether it is a boy or a girl, he is undoubtedly very happy at this time, the huge power can't stop even the ability restraint bracelet on Harry's hand, it turns his feelings into The ability to transform blood has infected everyone.

Harry felt the most obvious, warm current... rushing through his veins.

It came alive, gained life from his body.

The author has something to say: I didn’t make it clear in the last chapter. I’m not saying that it’s about to end, but it’s starting to end, because I’ve been updating at a rate of [-] per day for the past few days, and there are still about ten more Wan is almost finished explaining... Well, probably, because I am procrastinating in writing.