[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Resurrected from the Dead

late at night.

In the dark living room, outside the window facing the street, the light of the street lamp is projected on the ground through the glass, and the dim yellow color becomes the only light in the house.Wolverine sat on the sofa with a wine bottle in his hand, and looked at Annie who was still asleep on the sofa, he mechanically lifted the bottle to his mouth, took a sip, and his thoughts gradually drifted away with the dark night. drift……

"So, is your choice to let Anne lose her talent because of me?" Charles asked.

Wolverine was silent for a long time, until Laura pulled his clothes, he looked up at Charles in Annie's body, and said: "I have no right to make any decisions for her, this is not my choice, Charles."

Charles laughed, looked at the tangled Wolverine, and said, "What is your choice?"

Wolverine stared at Annie's pale face, gritted his teeth and said, "You don't want me to watch you die again!"

"Logan." Charles sighed, "You made the worst decision. This reminds me of the days when you forced me to take medicine."

"Whether it's the worst decision or not, at the very least, I can't... let you die!" Wolverine said viciously, "Don't even think about dying easily, Charles, it's not that easy!"

With a soft groan, Wolverine, who was caught in the conversation with Charles, came back to his senses. He stood up abruptly, put the wine bottle on the coffee table, and walked to Anne who was turning over to wake up, and stretched out his hand She caught it when she rolled off the sofa, and gently pushed it back onto the sofa.

Annie, who was still in a daze, opened her eyes, and smelled the faint smell of alcohol on Wolverine's body in the dark, and said in a low voice, "Logan?"

"It's me." Wolverine stared at her. "You're finally awake."

Annie rubbed her eyes and said with deep sleepiness, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Six hours, or seven..." Wolverine replied vaguely.

Annie held her forehead and said apologetically, "I made you worry."

Wolverine didn't speak, but leaned over and hugged her.

Annie was startled, and silently accepted his strong hug. After a while, she gently stroked his back and said, "I just fell asleep, and nothing happened."

Wolverine let her go a little, looked down at her and said, "I talked to Charles."

Annie looked back at him, and after a few seconds, she smiled helplessly and said, "Well, that is to say, he asked you to demagnetize the magnet? Or did he tell you what it would be like to have one body and two souls?" result?"

Wolverine didn't answer, but Annie could sense that he knew it all.

"He told you everything." Annie said with certainty.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Wolverine reached out and stroked her cheek. "Annie, why?"

Annie didn't answer right away, she took his arm and asked him to sit down, and then brewed her own words in her heart, smiled and said: "It sounds serious, but it's really not that big of a deal. I thought I could do it." Well, now it looks like it's kind of messed up."

Wolverine looked at Annie's seemingly relaxed smile, as if his heart was gripped by her smile, and he was so painful that he couldn't speak. During the hours of watching Annie sleepy, he recalled over and over again The conversation with Charles realized that Anne had already made her choice, and because of this, Charles had to appear when Anne was asleep, forcing him to make a choice.

"Are you angry?" Annie asked tentatively.

"No."

"Then why don't you speak?" Anne asked again.

"Annie." Wolverine's eyes focused on Annie's face, and his fingers slowly rubbed her face, "Is it worth it?"

"What?" Annie asked softly.

"Is it worthwhile for you to hide the truth and make the choice alone?" He asked in a low voice.

Annie smiled, reached out and gently pulled his beard, and said, "That's Charles, if it were you, you would do the same, wouldn't you?"

"Yes, I would, but" Wolverine's tone turned a little sour, "You don't even know him!"

"Yeah, I don't know him, but you do!" Annie smiled innocently, poking his face with her fingers, "Besides, even if I don't have the ability of telepathy, I can live a good life ah!"

Wolverine grabbed Annie's finger that was messing with his face, and couldn't say a word. He couldn't describe his feelings when he heard Annie say that he didn't know Charles, but knew himself. This feeling was too strange, and Annie took it for granted. His tone easily shattered his decision to let Anne go after Charles' matter was over. He knew that this unspoken decision would never be uttered.

"What you should worry about is how to get Charles to leave my place safely and start a new life. Although doing so will not be in line with Charles' vision, I think he should be able to understand how everyone feels about him." Anne told him Knowing nothing about his plans or his mood at the moment, he said seriously: "Besides, I asked Bruce for help. Relatively speaking, it's better to find Eric. I always think he will have the most appropriate way to help you. Charles out of trouble."

"Him? Annie, you trust that old guy too much." Wolverine said displeased. "I've been asking for a few days? But I can't find him at all. Don't you think he might be hiding on purpose?"

"Logan, this is not a matter of trust, but, among the people we know, there are really too few who can help Charles." Annie held his hand instead, "Even if he is indeed avoiding you, maybe What's the reason? During my short time with him, I could feel that he wanted Charles to live and live well more than anyone else."

Wolverine just looks at her, unwilling to speak.

Annie looked at his silent figure in the dark, and looked a little depressed at this moment. Although she couldn't hear his inner thoughts at the moment, she knew that he was willing to do anything for Charles, even if he couldn't, he would try his best do it.Just like he had gone out to find Eric every day in order to help Charles.

After a long time, Wolverine moved slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "He better have a way."

Annie smiled and said, "Speaking of which, haven't you ever gone to Caliban?"

Wolverine was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood what she meant, and said with some annoyance, "No."

"It's not because...you dislike Caliban too much, right?" Annie asked. "That's why you didn't ask him for help?"

Wolverine said awkwardly, "No, I just didn't think about it, let him go after Eric."

"So, do you want Caliban to help you?" Annie asked with a smile.

Wolverine looked at Annie teasing him speechlessly, and sighed silently, "At present, this is the only way to go."

"Actually, I can't blame you for not looking for Caliban. After all, things weren't so anxious at that time." Annie stopped teasing him, yawned sleepily, and said, "Then, tomorrow you and I will go to Sta I'll have to go ask Bruce if he can figure out something."

"it is good!"

The author has something to say: By the way, I have been thinking about it for the past few days, what should I write in the next article, maybe, Bucky?Or the US team?