[Comprehensive] Please call me Rain God

Olivia's mood has been low since that day.

Always lying on the sofa and looking out of the window, Toto also seemed to know that she was unhappy, and didn't pester her like before. Now he just lay obediently next to her legs, occasionally looked up at her, and sobbed Let out a few soft meows.

No more painting.

Wasn't it because of being angry with the paintbrush that day, who would have thought that Olivia would bounce back after throwing it hard, completely tearing the little girl's already red, swollen and slightly broken forehead.

Olivia was aggrieved, and she was made like this by the paintbrush. Naturally, she was very angry. She covered her forehead and cried loudly, in pain and sadness.

She had never bled so much, and the little girl was terrified.

James and Steve were terrified.

Originally, there were many blood vessels in the head, and if it was broken a little, there would always be a lot of blood, but it looked scary, and there was no big problem.

They know this.

But it actually happened to their little one, and Steve and James were terrified.

The two fearless superheroes carried the child and took her coat, wrapped her up well, and took her out to the hospital.

In the end, Olivia didn't feel scared anymore, but the two of them were terrified.

The wound was not serious, and the nurse sterilized and bandaged her, and then let Steve and the others take Olivia home.

Olivia lay on Steve's shoulder with her mouth pursed, her chin resting on his shoulder, her emerald eyes were dull, and James squeezed Olivia's hand on Steve's shoulder behind Steve. The little girl moved her little hand, buried her head on his shoulder, and retracted her little hand to hug Steve's neck without saying a word.

The two of them looked up at the gloomy sky, and their hearts inexplicably calmed down.

As long as it doesn't rain, cloudy days are cloudy.

The little girl wanted to go to school so much and wanted to go out. Steve thought it would be good to send her to Charles. After all, she was Charles's own daughter. He also loved Olivia very much, so he would definitely teach her carefully.

When he went home, he tentatively mentioned it to Olivia, and the little girl shook her head at that time.

"Don't you want to go to school?" Steve squatted down, took her little hand and shook it gently, "You can also study at Charles's."

"No." Her voice was choked up, and she got into Steve's arms and hugged his neck, sobbing softly a few times, aggrieved. "I want daddy."

"Charles is your father too."

"No." She was a little anxious, afraid that Steve would really send her to Charles, Olivia was jumping anxiously, with tears in her eyes, "I want Steve's father, I want Steve's father! "

"... Ollie..."

"No, I don't want..."

The little girl was in a panic, she grabbed Steve's clothes and whimpered loudly, her limp little body trembled, James looked at Steve's gradually gloomy face, turned back to the bedroom without saying a word.

If Olivia kept crying, it is estimated that Steve's father, whom she was thinking of, would teach her a lesson.

"Oli, I've told you many times, don't cry when something happens, just explain the reason clearly, it's fine if you don't."

Steve frowned and pushed the little girl away a little, telling her to stand up and stop being soft in his arms all the time.

Olivia could hear that Steve seemed a little angry, and stood obediently in front of him with his mouth pursed, his head lowered and silent, occasionally raising his little hand to wipe away tears.

"Ollie doesn't want to go to Papa Charles."

"why?"

"Want Steve's dad."

"..."

The kid is too dependent on him.

This made Steve really distressed.

"You want to go to school."

"……Um."

"You want to study, the only safe place is Charles. If you want to be with me, it may not be safe, so you can't go to school, understand?"

He looked into her eyes very seriously.

Olivia nodded, and remained silent.

Looking at her like this, it is estimated that it is impossible to talk to him.

Steve didn't say anything, got up and hung the little cloak Olivia was wearing before at the door, then turned and went back to the bedroom.

Olivia stood there for a while, then squatted down and cried silently for a while, covering her eyes. She bit her lips tightly, and it took a while to calm down.

She tilted her head to look at Steve's room, and slowly returned to the bedroom by herself, lying motionless on the bed.

There was no sound outside, and James also came out of the room. The door of Olivia's bedroom was ajar. He looked over and saw that she was lying on the bed without changing her clothes. He could guess that the father and daughter were probably angry. .

Steve was also sitting at the desk, holding a book, and he didn't read it at all.

"What do you say she is doing?"

James sat on his bed and asked him, "Olly is unhappy, and you still talk about her."

"I'm not talking about her." He retorted, "I just teach her not to cry all the time and reason with her."

"That's called not talking about her."

Steve kept looking at the book without squinting, but he couldn't read it at all.

"She is only five years old, no matter how smart she is, no matter how many people she has experienced, she is still a child. She will only understand what you said."

James frowned, a little dissatisfied, "If Ollie doesn't go, she must be inseparable from you. This child has opened up to you since she brought her back, and she only wants to be with you."

"She just depends on me too much."

"She is only five years old, she doesn't depend on you, who does she depend on?" James couldn't help being a little amused, "The only person she has come into contact with and made her feel most comfortable is you, of course she will depend on you, why do you still think this Is dependence a problem?" He raised his eyebrows, "We have been greedy for a long time, and this child will only rely on us when you are not around."

"...I don't think so much." Steve muttered and put the book on the table, "Is she sad?"

"Of course it will be sad." James rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me you just wanted to send her directly to Xavier."

Steve: ...

"You really want to do this?" James was full of surprise, "Did you forget the last time you left Olivia there for a week, what did she look like?"

"At that time she was only two years old and ignorant, now she is five years old..."

"How much do you want her to know about a five-year-old child?" James frowned. "If you send her back, Olivia will think that you are going to abandon her."

"..."

"She is already sensitive, and she already knows that you are not her biological father. Doesn't what you said just now imply in her eyes that she wants to send her back?"

"I didn't." Steve shook his head, "I didn't intend to send her back, I just... well, I did think about it, after all, she is Charles' child, and she is always by our side..."

"You think so, but always take Olivia's thoughts into consideration."

Steve said nothing.

It was a while before he spoke.

"What is Ollie doing?"

"You'll know if you go and see for yourself. Ask me how I know." James rolled his eyes, turned around and left, "I still want to send Olivia to Xavier, do you really think that Xavier's family's manor The foundation is well laid or what.”

Steve: ...

Steve stayed in the room for a while, and realized that what he just said was too much, and how sad Olivia was. He hesitated, washed some blueberries and put them in a small bowl to send to her.

The little girl seemed to be lying on the bed and fell asleep.

But it doesn't look like it.

Steve felt a little flustered inexplicably, he called her name softly, and pushed her again, feeling a little impatient when he didn't get a response.

He quickly hugged Olivia, called her name, and called James over loudly.

Olivia had an unnatural blush on her face and was hot all over. After Steve and James kept shouting, she finally opened her eyes, but she looked listless.

Seeing her open her eyes, Steve finally breathed a sigh of relief, and held Olivia tightly in his arms. The little girl's head was pressed against his chest, and he could fully hear his rapid heartbeat.

Seeing that she seemed to be fine, James poured a glass of warm water and brought it in before leaving.

After all, this kind of thing has to be solved by the two of them.

Olivia huddled on the bed with her head lowered, holding a sippy cup and gurgling, without saying a word, and Steve didn't know how to speak.

After hesitating for a while, he climbed onto the bed, hugged Olivia, and patted her on the back lightly.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have said that."

He smoothed Olivia's curly hair, and could clearly feel that she was very hot, probably because she was frightened by so much blood today, and got angry with him again, that's why she had a fever.

Olivia lowered her head, held the cup in her small hand, and pursed her lips.

"I wouldn't send you there unless you wanted to, and I wouldn't send you there without your advice." He kissed her hair and put his arms around her, "Don't be afraid I will abandon you, I did not tell you, I will not abandon you."

Olivia still remained silent, and Steve didn't know how to persuade her. Just when he couldn't figure it out, the little girl's stiff body softened in his arms, and her little hands also hugged his arms. Head rubbed against him.

"...don't want to leave."

Her voice is too soft.

Steve lowered his eyes and touched her head, "I know, don't be afraid."

"Ah."

She closed her eyes and fell asleep instantly, Olivia was exhausted.

Steve changed her pajamas, rarely went back to his room, but stayed with Olivia to spend the night with her.

Although it was said that after Olivia's fever subsided, she was still lying on the sofa in a daze and looking outside in a daze.

"Olly, let's go to the amusement park tomorrow."

Steve took out the little dress he just bought for Olivia and told her, he turned the little girl's body, "This time we all go with you, shall we?"

Olivia put her arms around his neck and rubbed against his neck.

"Ah."