[Zhongyingmei] Miss Luck

The two of them had another dinner together afterwards. Of course, with Winnie's character, she would not be the one who brought it up.Strange raised his eyelids and said that he hadn't eaten dinner, and Winnie, who had such an embarrassing incident before, had no choice but to follow his words and express that she hadn't eaten either.

When the lights came on, Strange sat back in the car and watched Winnie lock the store door.While waiting, the bored Strange turned the music in the car to Pink Floyd's "Iellar Overdrive".

When Winnie opened the car door and got in, her ears were first swept by the emotional rock music.Unexpectedly, Doctor Strange, who looks gentle and reserved, would also listen to avant-garde rock music.Winnie fastened her seat belt: "Where are we going to eat?"

But the music in the car overwhelmed Winnie's voice, and Winnie had to repeat it loudly.

The sound of the music was turned off immediately, and Winnie just heard the end of her own sentence.It took her a lot of effort to say this out loud. She didn't feel it when she was suppressed by the music at first, but now that the music was suddenly removed, her voice was a little distorted. Accompanied by a rhythm that seemed a bit weird after being silenced, it can be said that it was even worse. Strange.

The man was also taken aback for a moment at first, but he caught a glimpse of the corner of Winnie's mouth curled up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was put away when he agreed.

"If you don't have an idea, then I'll make it?" He said, glanced at the closed shop door, and the doctor thought of something and added, "Speaking of which, where is your cat?"

"I..." Winnie was just about to say that I don't have a cat, and she remembered the embarrassing morning a few days ago that she wished she would never think about again for the rest of her life.Now because of the people around him, the memories that had been turned over in his mind because of his trip to Gotham came back clearly.

Winnie smiled with a stiff mouth: "She's at home." No, she's actually sitting next to you right now.

Strange noticed that the woman in the co-pilot used the word she and swipe the steering wheel with her index finger.But after all, there are quite a few pet owners who directly regard their pets as part of their own family, and Strange didn't delve too deeply into this issue.He just sighed: "Oh, it's still only a female British short."

...you are female.

Winnie almost couldn't resist pulling out her wand and slapping Strange on the forehead beside her.

Strange sensitively noticed that Winnie next to him was silently angry again, and he recalled that he hadn't said anything excessive just now.Strange touched his conscience and said that even though he sometimes badly wanted to see Winnie embarrassed, most of the time he was very gentle and considerate.

So what is Miss Winnie Stewart, a dull-talking bum, mad at?

...Wait, why would he admit that he only occasionally wants to play tricks on her?

Strange, who had gone astray in his heart, was slightly stunned for several seconds while driving.Winnie couldn't stand it anymore, and stretched out her hand to push his arm.Even if this driving method is no more terrifying than a broom that is out of control, it will definitely cause a car accident for Muggles.

"If you can still remember that there is a weak woman sitting next to you while driving like this, can you ask Mr. Strange to recover from your thoughts?"

Strange braked before the crossroads, turned his head and looked at Miss Winnie Stuart, who had put his hands on his knees and held the bouquet he had given to him earlier, and said that I was afraid of Miss Winnie Stuart, who actually had a plain face. He should really hate her more.

"I think words like softness are far from enough to describe your nerves."

Even a staunch materialist, Strange felt that Winnie was definitely not a normal person!

The place where Strange invited Winnie to dinner tonight was a well-known French restaurant in Manhattan, and he would not reserve a seat without making an appointment in advance.Strange is a person who pays great attention to the quality of life. Even if he is alone, he will specially reserve a seat by the window for dinner.

Winnie could tell that this restaurant was positioned as a high-end restaurant, so she blurted out her curiosity.

"You don't have an appointment?"

Strange shook his head, opened the chair for Winnie and sat down on the opposite side: "I will come out to eat alone."

Winnie was a little surprised that he was so good at living life, but such thoughts only existed in her mind for a few seconds.Back then, many of her noble classmates in Slytherin were from wealthy families who knew how to enjoy themselves. Strange's actions were not exaggerated in Winnie's opinion.

Strange picked up the menu familiarly and ordered several dishes. On the way, he stopped several times to ask Winnie's opinion. Seeing that he looked like a regular customer here, Winnie was very surprised at the names of the dishes reported by Strange. Nodded dispensable.

I have to say that this look is really disappointing.But having dinner together was suggested by Strange, and even if he felt a little upset right now, Strange would not get angry in front of Winnie.

Because of driving, Strange didn't order another red wine with the meal. The punishment for drunk driving in the United States is quite severe. For Strange, wine tasting is just a taste, and he hasn't reached the point of drinking too much.There was some regret in his heart, but Strange still gave up the red wine with the meal very simply.

"We have to give up red wine today."

Hearing Strange's explanation, Winnie pursed her lips reservedly in response to his words.

All her performances seemed to be full of a proper reserved distance. It was Strange's temporary idea to come to this restaurant for dinner, but he found that Winnie's etiquette on the opposite side was more elegant than all the guests present. Gui seems to have been engraved in her bones for many years, and it has become her own subconscious reaction to the outside world.

Including the previous table sharing for lunch, Strange also found that as long as he was at the same table with Winnie, no matter where he was, he would have the illusion of going back in time to the classical Victorian era.

But this posture combined with the flash of cowardice and uneasiness on her face, it became very abrupt.

Strange is still more used to this shy but lively smile on a face that is somewhat similar to his memory, not in a well-decorated restaurant, saying that he is not sincerely perfunctory, but under the apple tree. I had no choice but to complain in a low voice depressed.

Who didn't have such a childhood sweetheart when they were young, and Strange was the same.After he sent Winnie home who was waiting at the door of the operating room, he felt that this woman was somewhat similar to the childhood sweetheart in his memory, especially when their names were the same, the similarity was magnified again .

To say that he is nostalgic or how much he cares about his childhood sweetheart, that's not true.After years of passing and the passing of his father and sister, Strange knows that he has not become the person he wanted to be when he was young.The flashy world made him become proud and conceited step by step. At his current age, when he thinks about his childhood, he only has a little emotion at most, and the childhood sweetheart of the neighbor's family is also included in this emotion.

What's more, in Strange's memory, the neighbor moved away very early, and Strange didn't have any more memories except for some sporadic play clips.

And the feeling in my heart that Winnie is similar to Xiao Qingmei in my memory is often disrupted, except for the somewhat similar face and the same but very common name when they grow up, their personalities, preferences and lives have nothing in common. place.Even though his long-term memory was a little fuzzy, Strange knew that when he was in Philadelphia, the neighbor named Foy was not a nobleman who had migrated from Europe.

Strange was absentmindedly distracted during the meal, and Winnie had to match his slow eating speed with the meal.

It was also because of Strange's lack of concentration that he noticed that Winnie not only did not touch the tomato soup, but also avoided the places where tomatoes were used in the dishes.

"You don't like tomatoes?"

Strange raised his eyebrows. Winnie was there the whole time when ordering. If you don't like to eat, you can ask in advance.And Winnie wasn't distracted before, the aristocratic etiquette she was taught during the meal didn't allow her to make large movements and too many words, so Winnie had to shake her head slightly.

"No, I'm just... nothing, sorry."

Winnie opened her mouth, but did not explain the reason in the end.The look in Strange's eyes made him frown.Of course Winnie noticed the slight change in the other party's expression, but she really didn't dislike Tomato, but she subconsciously avoided it when facing it.

It's hard for Winnie to say, because tomato juice looks like blood.

It sounds pretentious and disappointing, especially when sitting opposite is a surgeon with a scalpel.

Strange automatically skipped this topic, but he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in his heart. He remembered that the little childhood sweetheart Winnie in his memory didn't dislike tomatoes, and even liked the sweet and sour taste.

He wasn't really that eager to meet his neighbor's playmate when he was a teenager, but Strange felt that it would be a good thing if he could meet.There are always such contradictions in the human heart.

The atmosphere of this meal can only be said to be not stiff, and Winnie also understands in her heart that it is more or less caused by herself.On the way back, she put the eight yellow roses on the passenger seat back on her knees.She picked eight yellow roses in the evening, and she had already apologized to her for forgetting to send flowers, but now she is fine, and I feel that I can still deal with what happened tonight.

Winnie couldn't help sighing.

On the way back, Strange didn't play any more music, so Winnie's sigh was very obvious.Strange cast a look at Winnie who was on the side, and the four eyes met. After a few seconds, Winnie couldn't help but glance away.

I am sorry.

Winnie couldn't say these inner words in person.

The car turned off downstairs at Winnie's house, and Strange leaned on the back of the chair and smiled, as if he didn't care about Winnie's inner entanglements.

"Good night, Miss Stuart."

Winnie put down the yellow rose, finally softened her face, and slightly pursed the corners of her mouth at Strange.

"Thank you, and the same blessing to you, doctor."

Strange fiddled with the yellow rose on the soft seat cushion of the co-pilot, and suddenly said: "I received it."

I don't know what he said.

The author has something to say: the flower language of the yellow rose has the meaning of apology, of course we ignore it. I forgive you~

Happy Valentine's Day everyone, mi chirp mi chirp Ah Wan loves you so much!

I had a fever last night, and I am not satisfied with writing this chapter in a daze today _(:з」∠)_

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