[Comprehensive British and American] Domineering heroine talks too much

Rival Observation Report

The sunset in the afternoon at Hogwarts was soft, and Song Xin saw Logan's food-protecting eyes, and her mind skipped a beat, and she immediately realized that she had encountered the Shura Field.

Protect food, protect food!Song Xin felt like a short circuit in his mind, and he couldn't wait to violently slack himself.This is simply making life difficult for her - let alone chasing men, she instantly becomes someone else's rival in love!What should I do!

Song Xin was in a hurry, wondering how to explain, how could she explain—then when she was struggling, Logan turned and left without expression.

Song Xin: "..."

It's over, it's over, it's over!Song Xin's mind was full of these words, and the sunfish in her heart was completely dead, the wolf team piano iron triangle!Why didn't he turn around to see if there was anyone around when he short-circuited his confession to Qin?

Jean hesitated and called, "Logan?"

Wolverine walked downstairs and said flatly, "I'm going to eat."

Song Xin was trembling: "He, is he, his aura is not right? Could it be that he is angry?"

Qin Gray nodded solemnly, and said to Song Xin: "I'm afraid, yes."

Song Xin: "..."

Song Xin felt very wronged and miserable that night.

She was nestled in the Gryffindor tower, outside in the common room Harry and Neville were playing some Weasley Joke Shop quick-cut candy, spitting, laughing and laughing, full of entertainment, and Song Xin lay sadly on the bed with her notebook in her hands and spread the cake.

The night was windy, Song Xin opened the window and wanted to find a friend tree hole, but no matter how she thought about it, she felt that what she experienced should be a joke, she should be under the car, not in the car.

Song Xin let out a long sigh: "...Alas."

Song Xin felt that she deserved to be an unlucky bastard, even if this kind of thing happened to her, why couldn't she play her cards like the routine in TV dramas?

——When having dinner in the restaurant at night, Logan was sitting not far from Song Xin.Comrade Wolverine looked the same as usual, but no matter how Song Xin thought about it, she felt that she might have caused a catastrophe. When she was eating dessert, she remembered that she had "made the person she likes treat her as a rival in love", and she almost took a bite of the soufflé Choke yourself to death.

Song Xin muttered heartbrokenly: "What's all this..."

However, there was no one to confide in, and Song Xin almost saw the end of her first heart-wrenching ending in 22 years: it was a hit on the street.

Why no one complained?Song Xin would know what the other party's response would be to whomever she told it to, even if it was her own parents, they would always reply with a long string: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha——".

Song Xin fell headfirst on her own pillow, and felt very pitiful: her career line was in a mess all of a sudden, but her relationship line was always like shit. What kind of nonsense is it that you betray your rival in love and force him to defend food in front of you?Does an orthodox 22-year-old girl's life include this kind of shit package?

The answer is of course no. Who would live such a life of a dog at the age of 20?

However, misery is one thing, and life is another. Song Xin rolled on the bed enough, looked at the time, turned on the computer, connected to WiFi, and began to summarize the work she wrote by hand during the day line by line. Knock it in, send an email.

Song Xin tapped and tapped, but suddenly remembered that there was a tug-of-war in 'speech'.

——As soon as the anal suture incident in the obstetrics and gynecology department of Shenzhen Phoenix Hospital broke out many years ago, newspapers headed by southern factions and loosely supervised by the government began to demonize doctors who received red envelopes and black-hearted barefoot doctors, who have been making trouble for doctors for so many years ——At that time, the southern factional newspapers were widely praised among the people for "speaking for the poor people".

However, after several years of spreading rumors and exaggerating, and deepening the conflict between doctors and patients, the southern newspapers finally broke through the delicate critical point, and the speech has rebounded since then.

——Although the public is credulous, they are not blind after all.

The two reporters who wrote about the seam incident admitted seven years later that they had exaggerated and distorted the facts they reported at the time, and public opinion finally began to develop in the direction of reporting medical troubles instead of reporting unscrupulous doctors.

Song Xin thought, just like what she read in the book, truth has its own power.

——So Song Xin accidentally opened her Twitter.

……

Song Xin is a person who rarely relies on social networks. Apart from checking the news every day, she only climbs up to take a look when she has something to do.In her spare time, she seldom goes to Twitter, but this time when she opened it, Song Xin obviously felt a change.

— There was a pro-mutant rhetoric.

Recognized on a small scale at first, and then spread, like a backlash after more than 30 years of discrimination, and like a long-silent truth rearing its head.

A single spark spreads across the wilderness, and has the potential to start a prairie fire.

Song Xin's eyes turned red when she saw those remarks.

What was that feeling like? --pride?pride?happy?Song Xin thought blankly, neither.

It is a spontaneous sense of social responsibility.For the first time in her life, Song Xin realized that what she was doing was meaningful, that she was making the society better and helping others.

In a person's life, he will always do something to make society better.

Song Xin thought, and sent her first tweet in five years that was not retweeted:

'They were originally your classmates, your teachers, your colleagues, the little girl from the flower shop downstairs, the cute little boy who sold you sandwiches, your children, your parents, your relatives . '

They were originally us, Song Xin held back the second half of the sentence in her heart, the reason she didn't say it was because the correct way to use it was "We were you originally" - Song Xin herself was the stakeholder.

Song Xin is a member of mutants.She never dared to forget that.

……

When Song Xin was late, she felt a vague pain in her stomach, and even with her toes, she knew that her aunt was coming, so Song Xin crawled out with her little yellow duck pillow in her arms, planning to pour a cup of hot water.

Even though it is midsummer in England, the nights are not hot. Song Xin feels particularly uncomfortable tonight, her hands and feet are cold, and every pore is indescribably aching when the wind blows.

When Song Xin went out, Neville and Harry had already gone crazy. In the huge Gryffindor lounge, only Logan was sitting by the fire, with the paper bag he brought from Hogsmeade beside him, sitting on the armchair. Watching the flames.

Song Xin felt ashamed when she saw Logan, and tiptoed to reach for the kettle like a thief.

Logan asked unkindly: "Sneaky, what are you doing?"

Song Xin was almost scared to cry by this greeting, and almost dropped the cup.

Logan Howlett said: "Whatever you do, do it aboveboard and don't hide from me."

Song Xin nodded hastily. There was no hot water in the kettle, only cold water. Song Xin poured a glass of cold water and ran back.

Logan's mood was even worse: "Why are you running away? Am I scary, Song Xin?"

Song Xin was going to visit her aunt, but she almost burst into tears after being scolded like this. She honestly replied with aggrieved words: "Yes, it's a little..."

Logan heard the girl's grievance, fell into silence, and said hoarsely for a moment: "...It's okay, I was not in a good mood just now, it's not your problem."

Song Xin hugged the cold mug, thought about it, and ran to the stove to sit down.

Song Xin explained to herself in a low voice: "...Yes, it's a bit cold."

Logan Howlett asked with concern: "Huh?"

Song Xin didn't answer, curled up on the armchair, the flames danced, her appearance was soft and fragile, like some kind of wild flower in spring.

Just looking at this appearance, it is impossible to imagine that this delicate and soft girl will make people want to stuff her socks when she opens her mouth.

Then, as if to prove this point, Song Xin suddenly clarified: "I must tell you! Actually, I didn't intend to confess my love to Jean Gray!"

Logan: "..."

In short, let's get out of the shell of the rival first, Song Xin felt that she was very resourceful and seized the best opportunity.She said like a cannonball: "I'm really just out of control! You can also tell that I say whatever I think of. At that time, I was just admiring Qin for a while, and I wasn't serious! I wasn't sincere either!..."

Logan said indifferently: "Oh?"

Song Xin was so anxious that she said incoherently: "Anyway, anyway, I didn't do it on purpose...I'm obsessed with ghosts..."

Logan looked at Song Xin, the kid was very sincere when he admitted his mistake, and Logan felt cute and happy for no reason.

Then Song Xin said categorically: "I didn't want to rob you of my sister! I'm sincere about this!"

Logan: "..."

These words really made people feel dizzy, Luo Gen looked at Song Xin as if he was looking at a fool, and laughed angrily.

Song Xin timidly begged for mercy: "...I know you won't mind, right?"

Logan laughed angrily, and said to her: "Yes, you are right."

Song Xin revived immediately when she heard the words, put her nose on her face, stretched out a small paw to Wolverine, and said with a smile: "Then if we shake hands, it will be settled?"

……

Song Xin felt aggrieved and sat by the fireplace holding Honeydukes' paper bag.

Wolverine refused to shake hands, and stuffed a bag of candy for Song Xin to shut her up.Song Xin felt that the candy was delicious, but at the same time she was very wronged. Holding the paper bag of Honeydukes, her aunt's little emotions surged, and all the misfortunes were magnified ten times. Song Xin felt that she was simply a poor little abandoned by the god of love.

Logan said casually: "The chocolate ball was recommended by the clerk, who said girls like it."

Song Xin gnawed on the licorice magic wand, sucking it creakingly, instead of answering.

Logan couldn't help laughing when he heard Xiang'er, and said gently to Song Xin, "Is Honeyduke's stuff still okay?"

Song Xin nodded vigorously.

Then Logan was silent for a moment, and asked Song Xin: "...kid, have I never praised you?"

Song Xin bit off her wand with a bang, and was finally able to speak.She was a little emotional at first, but her temper was small, she just said in a nasal voice: "I... I don't know."

I praised it, Song Xin thought sadly, the mother who helped me run away from the blind date praised me for looking good that night.

——Things like men really can't be trusted, I'm afraid it wasn't a polite flattery that night, the so-called flattery is hypocrisy, forget it after it's over.Heartbreaker!

But when you think about it, a glass of red wine splashed on your body, and you took off your makeup in front of others. Logan can boast that "good-looking" itself is a hypocritical man's nature... How do you say that? Come on, men are reliable, can sows climb trees?Song Xin felt that she was a fool for being able to take compliments about her good looks seriously.

Logan asked keenly: "Little friend, are you in a bad mood?"

The more Song Xin thought about it, the more she felt that she was a fool, so she said sadly and honestly, "Yes."

Logan Howlett sighed and said to her, "Then...shake hands?"

Song Xin shook her head sullenly.

Logan thought for a while, and asked tangledly, "Why don't we praise you?"

Song Xin: "..."

"This is not something that can be solved by compliments, and it's not your problem." Song Xin said sullenly and honestly: "This is a period! Even if you just shook my hand and praised me, there are still a thousand and a hundred Reasons can make me so depressed that I want to kill myself—my most unreasonable record is because AT&T overhauls the network on these days of each month, and the WiFi at home is broken, and then I was so angry that I cried all afternoon at home..."

"Is it menstrual period?" Logan raised his eyebrows.

Song Xin nodded and said, "That's right. You're almost a genius after living for 300 years. You should know the eternal truth that it's best to avoid the three streets of women who are menstruating. Even a carp like me King-type characters will have combat power during this period, let alone other people!"

Song Xin murmured: "...I really should go back and lie down first, I'm afraid I'll say something irreversible..."

"Physical period." Logan smiled: "It's not difficult to solve this."

Song Xin was taken aback: "Huh?"

"In this way, kid—" Logan said gently, "—let me grant you a wish tonight."

Mistletoe grew overhead, and in a vase was a bouquet of gorse of gold.

The fire in the lounge crackled, the night wind blew, the candlelight in the castle was warm and soft, and Song Xin's face rubbed against her face, and immediately became so red that there was no way to hide it.

The author has something to say: Thank you Xia Yu for mine!

Thank you for half Yao, (it’s not that I didn’t hit it, but I really don’t have a name), Can Zhen and Jin Ni’s nutrient solution~

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Why is it so late...probably because of Carvin QAQ