[Comprehensive Yingmei] Very good, this is very Tom Su

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It has been almost 20 years since Pansy Parkinson met Draco Malfoy at the age of four, from a thin, white and tender blonde doll who can put on a bad face, to the handsome and talented but mean The proud young man finally grows into a mature man who is independent and able to judge the situation. She thinks that she can no longer understand him, and she can even feel his faint longing and sadness.

However, today, Draco stood in front of her and stared at her with disgust. She felt terrified and confused, because she had never understood him.

He said that he was not as good as the jokes in that circle, that he was not as good as that poor bastard who cried and curled up on the ground with snot and tears when he was a child.

Because Tong En is the kindest and strongest girl he has ever seen, her heart will always give people warm strength, although the price is that the pain and haze must be borne by herself.

Because Tong En is willing to accept Gower and his previous past regardless of past suspicions, they are still best friends.

"I've done a lot of wrong things, some irreparable, but some too late. You should wake up, our relationship has always been the best family interests partners and conspiracy colleagues, now there is no conspiracy, we are still partners .”

What?He still thinks people like Pansy are partners? !An unknown fire rose in Tong En's heart, he squinted at him, pursed his lips tightly, and remained silent.

"But it's just a partner." As if aware of Tong En's dissatisfaction, he glanced at Tong En who was near his shoulder from the corner of his eye, and slowly held her cold and trembling hand in his palm, ignoring her struggling to tighten her strength , "I admit that I once had the idea of ​​having fun, but you have never been considered. So, talk rationally for the last time-no, no, Tong En, let's do it! Otherwise, I won't let you go."

Pansy seemed to have heard some of the funniest jokes, and she burst into tears with laughter: "This is said by a leader who loves to bully those poor people, Spano, do you believe it?"

Hearing this, Tong En gave up struggling, looked at Draco with extremely weird eyes, and then at Pansy, squeezed out an exaggerated and bright smile, leaned closer to Draco on purpose, and kissed her He made a grimace: "Of course I believe in Draco! Now he is different from before."

"Oh, my dear, what's the difference? Because once he was your opposite and now his opposite is me? Or are you his... What partner or number one candidate? How naive, how stupid!"

Pan Xi pursed her lips and looked at her with pitiful eyes, but she couldn't hide the sarcasm in her tone.

"He's still smiling softly at me through the long train journey with his pillow on my lap, asking me how I can bring down Gryffindors, how it's more fun to torture those disgusting Mudbloods and Squibs," she said more and more. The faster he spoke, his face twisted, showing cruelty, "I don't know what he is discussing with you now? Help you avenge your hatred?"

"That's all in the past, you don't need to mention it again!"

Luna interrupted her loudly, and the girl who was always calm and gentle suddenly scolded her sharply, the effect was quite remarkable, and even Tong En, who was in a daze while listening to Pan Xi's words, was startled by her.

"So it's true...how old were you then..."

Tong En quietly withdrew his hand, turned to Luna, and asked.

"My dear... Actually... It's been a long time..." Luna gave Draco a look, "Everyone is wrong when they are young."

As always, Tong En wasn't listening when he was in a daze, which meant something was bad.

No one dared to mention the past in front of Tong En, because it would drive her crazy.

"You, the one who slept with her..."

She struggled to utter the word, feeling that the man in front of her was a bit scary.

Don't tell her anything, don't say anything, trust needs to be reset to zero and re-established, and the first foundation is to admit mistakes. She always thought that Draco did a good job in this regard, and the pride of a famous family lies in honesty and straightforward.

But she forgot that he was a Malfoy, and Malfoy's credo was concealment, deceit, and distortion.

It's like an innocent child who smiled and said "it's okay, let's play together" but turned around and disappeared, falling into the boundless darkness.

Who knows if what he is saying now is true.And this thought terrified Tong En.

"Merlin! I can explain this..."

"Don't come here, don't come here, stay away from me! I don't believe you..." Tong En pulled his hand away and stepped back, his pupils shrank suddenly because of fear and anger, and his voice suddenly raised an octave, "I Get away from me, you devil!"

Draco's hand froze in mid-air, he didn't dare to move again, he panicked, he really panicked.

Just like the small, bloodshot little girl in his memory once again gouged himself out with vicious and resentful eyes, a feeling that hadn't appeared in many years came to his heart again, which made him terrified.But this time he did nothing wrong, but he still lost his confidence.

"It's terrible...you are all terrible..."

Avenger En watched the surveillance screen, and was really surprised. She seemed to have suddenly fallen into the most terrifying nightmare, and her whole body became strange, even looking at Luna with vigilance.She trembled uncontrollably, with her arms crossed around her chest, and finally collapsed, unable to stay here for a second, trembling, pressing the password of the door, and fled.

"Good for you, to show who you really are---a pathetic freak show!"

Zabini showed a regretful expression, but his mouth was still unforgiving.

"Pansy Parkinson, you did it on purpose!"

Pansy exchanged glances with him, with an indescribable understanding, and looked at Draco again, the anger in his eyes overwhelmed the sadness: "See, this is the girl you said, who is better than me everywhere! After what you did, you don't really think she forgives you, do you?"

Draco turned his head to look at Luna who was chasing after him, gritted his teeth and said, "This matter is not over, you remember!" Then he also followed, and with a wave of his hand, the door was closed heavily.

Tong En took the elevator and ran all the way into her studio. No one stopped her, and no one dared to ask the reason.They witnessed the whole process, but they still couldn't grasp the point where she suddenly lost control of her emotions.

If she liked Draco, that would explain the effect of the girl's provocation, but obviously it didn't.

If it was because of what they mentioned about Draco's past, and Pansy, it seemed to them that there was nothing to be excited about.

No one has a past, the focus is on the present.

So why exactly, they were all waiting, and if she wanted to, she would definitely tell.

No one can force anyone to do anything - at least according to the Avengers.

"Is it okay if you don't accompany her?"

Steve has seen how effective Luna's appeasement is on Tong En, but now the little girl has just entered it not long ago.Then he closed the door silently and walked out, which made him a little worried.

"It's okay, she needs to be alone, and she won't want to see me now," Luna said with a wry smile on her face, "I have to lock this place up to prevent anyone from trespassing."

"God, what happened to her...I've never seen Tong En..." Clint carefully selected his words, "Excited, so excited."

"She's crazy."

Luna smiled, walked through the crowd, drew out her wand, and cast a guardian charm on the door.

What?

Ten faces are dumbfounded.

"Of course madmen like to be friends with madmen, don't they?"

She shrugged her shoulders, as if saying "chocolate goes better with music on a rainy day", which was so reasonable that it was impossible to refute.

"Is this really okay? Leave her alone..." Wanda was a little worried. She was the person who could empathize with Tong En the most, so she was the most worried.

"No way, we can't help her, and we don't even know the reason!" Tony cursed, only feeling angry in his heart, and the feeling of not knowing anything was terrible. He could understand Tong En's feeling a little bit.

"She didn't say anything, maybe it's just because there's nothing to say." Luna nodded knowingly, looking around, "I hated Malfoy's private reports when I was a student, and now I have no choice. Hey, can someone lend me An owl, and a roll of parchment?"

The [-]th floor suddenly fell into dead silence, no one spoke, they all stared at her quietly.

The scene was embarrassing

.

"Just kidding, I have Aiden's number."

She smiled, shook her head, and dialed the number while humming.

Later Steve understood why Luna had to add a protective shield that he called "bloodmagic" (blood magic).

Draco stood outside the door for a long time, trying repeatedly to break the spell, but to no avail, repeated several times, and finally left silently.

He believed that the protective cover must still have the function of sound insulation, otherwise the poor girl would not be so quiet when she heard Draco's explanation outside the room.

From nearly noon until nearly seven in the evening, she never took a step out of the door. From time to time, Luna would stare at the pocket watch in a daze, showing anxiety, but there was nothing she could do, which made the others anxious.

Steve thought of the silly girl who looked up for granted and didn't think there was anything wrong with caring what other people thought, and suddenly felt that it was a waste of time for him to wait so stupidly.

After all, the silly girl never cared about herself, how could you expect her to figure it out in an instant.

"Please open the door, I have something to say to her."

Luna raised her head, took back her pocket watch, and looked at Steve in front of her, slightly surprised.

"I think you still don't want to go in, our appearance is a stimulus to her, no offense - everyone."

"Then do you hope she won't come out for the rest of her life?"

"I... still blame me for wanting her to face it without considering her emotions. I thought she was ready." Luna sighed deeply.

"It's not your fault." Steve patted her on the shoulder, turned his head and glanced at the time, "Your father is coming to pick you up, right? Seeing her like this will cause trouble, right?"

Luna's silence confirmed his guess in disguise.

I also want to know that Mr. Seves and Mr. Lovegood should not understand Tong En's current situation and situation. It is actually easy to guess. If it is possible, how could she become like this?

"I'll call her out, don't worry, I have a solution. You must always go home peacefully, so that your parents won't worry."

"You have a way?" Her eyes became strange, "Did she tell you?"

"What did you say? Oh no, no, but I can read minds."

The silly expression of the girl in front of him was exactly the same as that of Tong En, which made him laugh and blink.

"A kind of magical magic."

Tong En sat curled up with her knees in the dark studio, leaning against the desk, surrounded by emptiness, and there were discarded parts scattered on the ground. She could only sense it with her body, but couldn't see clearly.

She wasn't sure what she should do, she didn't know if what she was doing was meaningful, and she didn't know why she was born to be different from others.

It seems that only this place belongs to her. The world of the avengers outside the door, the life of the ordinary people downstairs, and the magic on the other side of the fireplace have nothing to do with her.

I don't know how long it took until her hands and feet were cold and her knees were numb. She heard the sound of the door lock, straightened her stiff neck, and was instantly stung by the strong light outside the door.

A tall figure stood in front of her, but she couldn't see clearly, so she couldn't help squinting her eyes.

"standup."

Chapter 50 Nomercytobullies Have you ever been tortured until your head is bleeding and bleeding?

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A tall figure stood in front of her, and Tong En couldn't help squinting her eyes.

"standup."

The man said so.

"Steve, is that you?" She opened her mouth, her voice was as rough as a magnetic disk from the past.

"again, standup."

Steve approached gradually, with inexplicable firmness in his tone. Seeing that she ignored her and was still sitting there dejectedly, he felt a little annoyed for some reason.

"Is aid stand up, soldier!"

She never thought that the suddenly raised volume and the man's vaguely angry voice would come from Steve. After all, in his impression, Steve was always so generous and gentle, so that Tong En suddenly didn't know how to deal with himself, so he could only stay silent. Just do it.

She struggled to get up, her legs were numb, her feet were weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

But she didn't. The old-fashioned officer who was obviously angry with her attitude just now was holding her in his arms, trying to help her maintain her balance.

"After sitting in this position for a day, it's no wonder that your feet don't feel numb. You have to be obedient when you get up."

In the darkness, Tong En couldn't see his face clearly, but he could vaguely guess that he must be frowning now, looking like a worried old father, looking up and down nervously at himself.

Steve has always been like this, this is Steve, she thought so, and rarely chuckled.

Steve paused: "Are you laughing? What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you, sir, don't play with the character set of a strict boss if you can't break it, it makes me want to laugh."

A vague sigh came from her ear: "Laugh, laughing is better than crying."

The laughter gradually weakened, and the studio returned to silence again. After a while, Tong En said sullenly: "Crying is the sign of the weak, and I won't cry."

These words are really convincing coming from a girl who is holding her best friend and crying to death.

Steve rolled his eyes like a Natasha, held back his smile, kept his serious tone as much as possible, and said, "What did I tell you before, remember? In front of me, you can laugh without pretending , naturally you don’t have to hold back crying, it’s really hard to hold back alone, so I’ll come and see you.”

"Are you worried about me?"

"of course."

"Do you care?" She trembled a little.

"Yes."

Tong En's mood eased a little, and the sound of deep breathing came one after another. Steve didn't know why, so he waited patiently.She raised her hand and snapped her fingers, and the studio suddenly brightened up. The dazzling white light was directly above their heads, illuminating Steve's surprised face.

"magic."

"Yes, I can do magic."

"I know, come on, not everyone can suddenly hold a mop around," Steve said half-jokingly.

Thinking back on this, he suddenly realized that almost two months had passed, but it was still just like what happened yesterday, the girl was squatting in front of him, jumping up and down and screaming out of fear, her face was pale .

Very similar to now, but far less tired and sad.

Tong En forced a smile, leaned his back against the wall, sat down slowly, raised his face, and asked, "Did you hear what they called me before?"

Steve pondered for a moment, wondering if he should say, "Dummy... Squib?"

"That is the most despised synonym in the magic world. It refers to mediocre talents who obviously have wizard blood in their families but can't learn magic. They will be ridiculed all the time, and they can't even find a good place to go. The end is very pitiful."

"But you are not."

"Yes, I am not, but no one believes it. No matter how people in my family clarify, everyone will always selectively believe the so-called facts they want to believe, because this can explain everything."

"for example?"

There was a bad premonition in Steve's heart. He felt that he was getting closer to her and getting to know her, just like what they said in their conversation before, but that way was not what he wanted.

"For example, why Sepheus moved abroad not long after he resigned, why I am so different from Aiden, and why I am not a witch. The identity of a Squib can explain everything, and it can also discredit a family by the way. It's so convenient to go down." She lowered her eyes and nodded, only sneering.

The more he listened to his frown, the more he frowned, and finally fell into a state of worry, and couldn't help interrupting her, saying: "But this is not the truth, you are not a squib at all. And I think you are very good, although I have never met your brother, no Know how talented he is, but you are definitely no worse than him. Falsehood can never cover up the truth."

A complex emotion flashed in Tong En's eyes, which disappeared quickly, but existed clearly.She watched Steve sit down next to her, sitting side by side like a long-time friend, with his arms on his knees, bored, staring at the same empty white wall opposite, and murmured:

"But sometimes, the truth can be hidden."

He couldn't understand something.

"The reason why it was rumored like this is because our family has covered up a truth that is worse than a lie. In fact, it is self-inflicted. Who told me not to go to the magic school, so that I can live up to the truth."

She paused, smiling exaggeratedly and ironically, which was the kind of smile Steve hated the most, especially harsh, but she couldn't find other expressions to express emotion at the moment.

"Speaking of it, you may not understand it, and you may even think it's ridiculous. Just because of the bloodline, it is worth a whole family to lie for me and change my name. Isn't it interesting?

"I'm different from Aiden and Draco, I'm different from everyone else, I'm a hybrid."

Steve swears that he needs to concentrate on experiencing and understanding everything that Tong En said next, and it is not difficult for him who has experienced the darkest period of World War II to understand, but he must never I didn't expect this to happen to Tong En.

Tong En talked about the Malfoy family, about the wave of bloodism that was comparable to the ethnic cleansing of his era because of a big devil who was too terrifying to say his name; The past with Barbara, before that old gentleman had a boring and ridiculous family marriage with the McMillans, that was Aiden's story, not hers.

What is amazing is that these two women have found their positions for each other. Although the former and the current are separated by two countries, they get along pretty well. Tong En even recognized Leila McMillan as godmother. If It's not that Laila passed away unfortunately due to some reasons, such a reorganized family with mutual care is not bad.

"...They were afraid that others would see my desire to grow up as an ordinary person as the failure and incompetence of a mixed race, and they were afraid of being persecuted—even though I thought it was redundant at the time, the persistence of adults was always effective , so I kept it a secret."

She shrugged, showing a helpless expression: "Aiden's name was originally only Aquila, but then, I became more obvious. Now we look the same, but in fact the Malfoy family knows, Lovegood knows , people in my family also know that we are actually different.

"Of course the name... I never cared about it. Compared to Aguilar, I still like Aiden. Light and happiness are what this gloomy pervert lacks. He should be more sunny! I'm so miserable. Be positive, don't you think I'm strong?"

Her complaining rhetorical question made Steve, who had a dignified face, couldn't help laughing, his eyebrows eased a little, but his chest gradually became sore.

"Later, the two of us chose different paths, which happened to intensify our own differences, which gave others room for unlimited imagination, and we couldn't rely on anyone else. Father and the others made a choice, and they had to bear the consequences for the choice."

"But you are innocent."

Steve said it word for word.

Tong En was slightly taken aback.

"Many people in the world are innocent, but there is nothing they can do. They are unlucky, their lives are bad, and God just doesn't want them to have a good life. What can we do? Besides, my father and the others are doing it for my own good, I know, I lied because of me," she smiled, tears streaming down her cheeks, "I didn't understand what a big deal it was when I was young, until I was treated as a squib, as a piece of trash, I gradually Feeling scared, God knows what I will be tortured if it has anything to do with blood."

"Don't say that about yourself..." Steve stared at her, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it, his Adam's apple moved, and he lowered his eyes silently.

There was no answer, there was silence, and Tong En narrowed his eyes, staring at a shiny black screw under his feet in a daze.

After a long time, long enough that if Steve hadn't noticed her blinking and silently crying, he would have thought she had fallen asleep.

At this time, she said so.

"I need a little motivation and self-deprecating spirit to force myself not to think and to look forward. However, there are always people who will not let me go. I just want to live a good life. I have already lived conscientiously like an ordinary citizen. What else do you want me to do!"

He thought for a while, trying to enlighten her and relieve Tong En's current crux.

"But it's none of Draco's business, you shouldn't be mad at him."

Tong En sneered, looking at him with amusement.

"How do you know it's nothing to do with him? Do you know how he treated me before? Do you know how a pure-blood noble like him treats a pathetic squib?"

"Actually, I should be grateful to the Malfoy family. The unbreakable oath allowed them to keep my secrets. Otherwise, I might not live to be an adult. That's why I tolerated and forgave Draco over and over again. Only he If one person came to make fun of me even more, it would actually be bearable."

She took a deep breath and paused: "After all, I owe him a favor."

"He...to you...I thought..."

Steve was not lacking in surprise, with a complicated expression, as if he was considering his sentence, but at this moment Tong En interrupted him.

"I don't want to mention what he did to me. It's over. I know he's trying to get better, and I've realized that it's wrong. I understand more deeply that you shouldn't be bound by a person's past mistakes. They, but..."

"But you can't help it, can you?"

"Yes, as long as someone mentions a word, I can't help but think about the past, and then... those things that I suppressed and tried to force myself to forget will flood up again, drowning me, and I can't breathe. I will I can't help but become what I am now, is it a stress response?"

Suppressing herself is not a good choice after all, Steve wants to tell her not to do this, and never to do it again in the future, and it is too heavy a burden for a young girl with inexperienced to bear it silently.The words had already reached his lips, but he suddenly froze.

Why do you say that, how to express it is more appropriate, what role should I use to enlighten her now so that it is easier to understand his mood and make it easier to accept, will she really listen to what I say?

He suddenly thought of many, many questions, so that for a moment the meaning contained in his eyes was far more than his clumsy tongue.

Tong En continued on his own: "Steve, I'm very happy that you are the one who opened this door today. Except for you, I don't think many of them would understand. They were tortured until their heads were bleeding and weeping bitterly." Are they runny? Have they ever been locked in the boundless darkness and cannot shout? Have they ever felt the life-and-death struggle of the disparity in power?

"No. They were so happy, so happy that I was jealous, and one couldn't help but want to be a part of it. Witness its decay."

Her extremely delicate and beautiful face was rarely seen showing resentment and cruelty, but when her eyes touched Steve beside her, she couldn't help becoming gentle.

"And you, my dear, I know you can understand how painful it is, maybe it is for such a reason that your kindness prompted you to push the door open. I... I am more surprised than grateful," Tong En took a deep breath again, wiped away tears with the back of his hand, and tried to make himself look as relaxed as possible, "Since I met you, I feel that I have changed a lot, I have become better, and I am not so lonely anymore. Before, I never dare to say these words to others, because they can't understand me."

Steve was surprised, and a smile crept up the corner of his mouth. He suddenly felt that his previous worries were unnecessary, and there was no need for any worries or retreats between them.

Thinking of this, his response was firm and gentle.

"As long as you want, I will stay by your side and not go anywhere."

"Okay," Tong En was a little embarrassed, the glistening light in her eyes fell down as soon as she lowered her head, her chest was damp, but in a blink of an eye, when she looked at Steve again, she had returned to her smile like a flower , "I remember, if you want to go back on your word in the future, I will take the initiative to drag you back."

"Silly girl, there is nothing to regret. I am willing and very happy."

Steve stared at her eyes that were red from crying, even though he was smiling, he felt a little distressed.

"Get up, Luna is waiting for you, they're almost here, and she's worried about you," he added, "everyone is worried about you."

Tong En nodded lightly, held Steve's extended hand, stood up again with strength, knocked on his numb and sore legs, walked to the workbench, and stuffed the printed scattered materials and computer into the Bao Li, head-on, gave Steve a reassuring smile.

Steve retreated to the door silently and called for Luna.

"You are still the same as before, you love to deceive yourself and others."

Tong En was tidying up, when suddenly there was a thin and strange sound behind her, like glass breaking, suddenly splashing and exploding in her ears.

She was startled, and looked around subconsciously, only to see a figure in a black cloak hovering behind her, slowly landing on her workbench.

The wide brim of the hat made it difficult to see the man's face clearly, but the voice clearly came from under the cloak with its flaps flapping.

"Is it really good to force others to be pitiful?"

She narrowed her eyes, became vigilant, and asked coldly, "Who is it?"

"You don't need to know who I am, you can continue to deceive yourself, imagine me as a fairy or a devil, or just a dream."

"When did I deceive myself and others!" She couldn't help frowning and asked loudly.

The man let out a shrill and exaggerated laugh, with some affectation of the ancient nobleman's communication, and replied with a smile: "You know it in your heart."

"Tong En? Did something happen just now?"

Seeing that she couldn't follow up quickly, Steve happened to hear her shouting loudly behind him, a little impatient, and knocked on the door again.

Tong En looked back, and pointed decisively at his desk: "Steve has a weirdo sneaking in, right here..."

Inadvertently glanced at it, the place where I just stood was already empty.

"Just here?" Steve was as puzzled as she was, but Tong En's face was more surprised.

"I was still here just now! I saw... a strange man in a black cloak, am I really crazy?"

"Okay, don't worry, Tony said this is the safest place in the world, remember? There is Jarvis here, he is not so easy to be invaded, don't let Tony know that you have no confidence in his technological achievements. "Steve said half-jokingly, as he stepped forward, he gently took her shoulders, "Go get ready, your family will be here soon, and you can't let them see your swollen eyes and red nose. "

"I know I'm ugly when I'm crying, so I'll touch up my makeup right away, you don't need to remind me." She said shyly and angrily, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Steve raised his eyebrows: "This is not my original words, I think you are still very beautiful."

Tong En was taken aback for a moment, then nodded silently, quickened his pace, and trotted towards the bathroom.

Then go to make up.

It's just... She couldn't help turning her head, and looked at the room and Steve at the door again, still feeling concerned.Could it be that she was wrong?

Almost in sync with her, Steve turned his head and looked at the empty studio, always feeling that something was not right, it felt very familiar there.