[Zhongyingmei] Miss Luck

Winnie noticed that Strange suddenly became a little...depressed.Winnie didn't understand why, Strange obviously hurt her, and in the end he seemed even more dissatisfied than she was.

I never saw such a poisonous tongue when I was a child.

But when Winnie heard that Strange recognized her even earlier than her, a soft emotion suddenly arose in her heart.

"How did you recognize it?" Winnie continued to ask, she was suddenly obsessed with this question, and wanted to know the answer.

Strange raised his eyelids and looked at Winnie without saying a word.

The sunlight reflected in her eyes was brighter than that outside the window, Strange hummed softly in his heart, and some of the original emotions about the address gradually dissipated.

Childhood sweethearts, defined by this noun relationship, seem to make two adults who haven't seen each other for many years become close at once from strangers.It is probably because there is a shared same memory in each other's memory. When one party mentions it, the other party can take up the topic without any trace of connection.

And the long separation added to this memory the infinite beautification when recalled after adulthood.

Strange didn't answer Winnie's question. For him, even he himself couldn't fully summarize the answer.I feel that this statement sounds too subjective, and it is really hard to be convincing.He turned to something else: "So you and your mother suddenly moved from Philadelphia because of your status as a wizard?"

Originally, after he saw the magic that he had experienced in the ancient area, Strange always thought that only mages in the world could feel the magical elements existing in nature, and then learn to master it.

But now there is a new species in front of him, using magic similar to spells, which makes Strange can't help but think, what if there are far more strange people in the world than he knows? And more.

After thinking about the scene where people with various superpowers usually mix among ordinary people, Strange's expression suddenly became strange.

Thinking of this, he immediately thought of the strange way that Winnie sent flowers to his office frequently.Strange understood now, probably using the apparition she spoke of.

Strange cursed in his heart, didn't this guy think about the possibility of being exposed when he sent flowers in this way?

Winnie paused, and talked to Strange about her identity as a wizard, so Winnie had to think slowly to organize her words.

"Wizards have to go to a school specially set up for wizards when they reach a certain age. My mother is British, so I went back with her."

Winnie mentioned her mother. Strange still had some impression of the lady whose appearance Winnie had inherited. He had indeed heard from his parents that the lady next door was from Great Britain.

It never occurred to the old Strange that his neighbor might change, but that's how God likes to joke sometimes.Mr. Foy died suddenly in an accident. Before Strange could figure out how to comfort his friend, Mrs. Foy disappeared with her daughter.

"Thinking about it now, I still owed a lot of comfort and didn't tell you."

Winnie twitched her lips, not knowing what to answer.

As the strange-tasting potion was swallowed, Strange felt that the wounds on his body were healing extremely fast in a short period of time.Strange raised his hand to touch the scratch that should have been on his face. When his fingers touched his face, he could no longer feel the pain of skin damage.

Since he became a mage, another incredible world has slowly opened the door to him.

Strange tensed his muscles for a moment, and he looked back into Winnie's eyes almost in disbelief.A vague idea swept through his mind like a storm.

"you……"

When Winnie met his gaze like this, she felt almost instantly in her heart. Winnie understood the reason why he looked at her like this. Winnie was so nervous that she trembled subconsciously under the blazing gaze that suddenly burst out with hope. She fluttered her eyelashes, but she didn't avoid Strange's sight.

"Yes, yes, I think there may be a way to heal your hand, don't worry Stephen...it will be the same as before."

Speaking of the latter, Winnie softened her expression, squatted in front of Strange and held his hand, trying to calm his nervous and agitated emotions.

"Wizards' methods can cure what modern medicine can't do sometimes... By the way, there is a wizarding hospital in downtown London called St. Mungo's, and the therapists there are very good."

Winnie's hands were several sizes smaller than Strange's, but she still tightly held the scarred hands between her palms.

As Winnie lowered her head, one or two strands of light-blond hair slipped onto the back of the man's hand.Winnie hardly dared to look at the scars left on his hands after the original flesh was pierced by steel bars.

Becoming a mage sounds far more grand than being a surgeon.But he himself did not readily accept the fact of this transformation at first.

Winnie remembered that once when she was in the hospital, she reminded Strange that he had blood stains on his hands from saving someone. The doctor, who valued his hands more than anything else, immediately frowned, trying to get rid of the dirt on his hands wash off.

Strange saw the slightly twitching cheek muscles on her face, and she looked like she was about to cry. She was more excited than he looked, but he recovered from the original extreme shock and expectation.

He is no longer the very good surgeon he used to be. What he went through to heal his hands and what he went through after becoming a mage made him calmer than before.Strange quickly recovered from the ecstasy of this hope.

When he was learning spells, he could give up further studies and use the magic already in his body to heal his hands, but he finally chose another way of living.

However, these hands that are no longer perfect are still a wound in his heart, an eternal regret.When Winnie looked closely at his hand, Strange turned his wrist, subconsciously wanting to withdraw his hand.

When the first push was unsuccessful, Strange realized that the strength of Winnie's grip on him made him unable to break free.He bent his mouth and teased Winnie: "The treatment of these hands is to drink a bottle of potion that tastes like people spit out last night's dinner?"

Winnie looked at his peaceful eyes, and there was even a slight smile towards her. Winnie paused for a while and said, "It may be other flavors...but it's almost bad."

"Then I don't think wizards dare to get hurt."

Strange made a joke, pulled his hands out of Winnie's loose hands, and very naturally tucked back a lock of her long hair that fell to the corner of her eyes behind her ears.

It was his first time doing this, and he even touched Winnie's scalp clumsily, but Strange was able to maintain a very serious expression without any embarrassment.

The well-manicured nails rubbed against the roots of the hair, and Winnie was stunned by the slight and fleeting touch.

"Can't you get up?"

Strange folded his hands in a leisurely manner, and stared at Winnie who was squatting in front of him.

Winnie froze for a moment, then stood up immediately, her eyes flickered slightly, and she fiddled with her temple hair several times.

They had more time to sit down and talk about the past, but Mordo, who had hunted down Strange before, appeared at Winnie's house when neither of them expected it.

Strange stood up all of a sudden, with his hands raised in front of him, ready to make a gesture to cast spells at any time.

"Mo Du, what do you want to do?"

"Strange, after I left Karma Taj, I have been thinking about a question: Why is the world always in conflict and violence? Shouldn't mages be united?"

Modu threw out his staff and said.

"So you figured out the answer?"

"Yes." Mordo stood where he was, weighed the weapon in his hand, raised his head and said to Strange, who was standing in front of Winnie in a protective posture, "I discovered that this world is not only There are people like mages who break away from social rules. The more I watch, I finally understand that the real reason why our world is always in riots is because there are too many people like us."

"Then? Are you going to wear an excuse of justice?"

Strange smirked: "Modo, do you think you are the Superman of Metropolis?"

Modu also smiled: "So, there are too many people who are self-righteous after possessing abilities, and you are the same, Strange."

As soon as Mordo finished speaking, he kicked his feet and moved in front of Strange in an instant.The mana-covered boots immediately made a big hole in Winnie's floor.

Strange didn't even have time to remind Winnie behind him, and he and Mordo got into a fight.

Winnie quickly took a few steps back, the wizard would only suffer at such a close combat distance.

The comfortable and cozy living room was already in disarray under the influence of magic, and Winnie simply gave up saving the living room, which she estimated was completely destroyed.

"Cabinet, fly away!"

She slammed the kitchen cupboard directly at Modu's back.

Modu was hit on the back, and the staff directly lifted half of the wall next to him and smashed it on Strange.

In just a few minutes, the entire apartment was destroyed and completely unsightly.

Even if Modu is one against two, his years of accumulated combat experience and skills allow him to deal with the attacks of two people with ease.

"You can only choose to run away, but I will definitely find you, Strange."

Strange frowned, for a mage, going to another place was really easy.

Winnie grabbed Strange and took out the necklace pendant on her chest.There was raging anger in the eyes looking at Modu, making her eyes extraordinarily bright.

"Just try."

The author has something to say: Today is a little short and tomorrow will be long!

Winnie and the doctor went to HP, and Dachao and the master waited for the HP to appear!

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