Every day I wake up and find that my sleeping position is wrong [Comprehensive]

Los Angeles, the city known as the City of Angels, is located in the southwest of California and is also a famous capital of celebrities.Every day, countless dream-chasing girls and boys come here to chase their dreams, so there are naturally many people who call themselves scouts on the street.

After receiving several business cards in a row, Lydia couldn't help but reject a scout who wanted to come forward.When he looked sideways at John, there was no sense of enjoyment on this man's face.Reluctantly, I took two photos of myself, and then posted them on the word's INS.

Wording: Oh Hoo~

Lydia's INS is actually not very useful, most of it is to share her homework, and today I found a book of very difficult test questions and so on.Therefore, she did not expect that she would receive a lot of replies.

Tony Stark: Oh my little one went to Los Angeles.

Peter Parker: Stay safe.

Jessica Jones: If you meet Cruise by chance, please take a photo for me, thank you!

Wade Awesome Wilson: You're in Los Angeles!Also, I followed you and you didn't reply to follow me, it's really unfair, I don't like it!

Your pictures have been liked by Tony Stark, Harry Osborn, Peter Parker and more.

Seeing that there were people among the friends who liked it, Lydia curled her lips, put away her phone, looked sideways at John and asked, "Where are we going?"

"I'm going to find my friend." John looked at Lydia puzzled, "What about you? What are you doing with me?"

"Didn't you send me to Los Angeles?"

John chuckled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and rubbed Lydia's hair, "I asked you to send me here, and then we will go our separate ways."

Lydia glared at John fiercely, and unconsciously raised her voice because of her anger, and said, "Do you think I want to follow you?"

"Then go play your game."

"No, I just want to follow you when you're like this." Lydia crossed her arms and walked in front of John as if I was determined to follow you.

John wrinkled, then shrugged his shoulders indifferently, put his hands in his coat pockets and followed Lydia's footsteps.

Los Angeles is much more prosperous than Lydia imagined. Most of the people who come and go are tourists, in groups of twos and threes, walking and stopping on the Avenue of Stars, and looking at the scene of taking pictures everywhere.

And at this moment, a man who looked very tall and strong suddenly jumped out of the crowd.

There was a little excitement on his face, and he was holding something he didn't know what it was in his hands. After seeing Lydia, the excitement on his face didn't diminish, and he rushed straight over.Constantine standing next to Lydia is naturally not blind. Seeing this situation, he frowned slightly. Just when he wanted to reach out to stop the man, he shouted long live Hydra and threw the contents inside out.

Lydia only felt that everything around her slowed down, and her eyes followed the thrown thing.That thing is nothing but a grenade that has been pulled.

In an instant, a lot of previous images appeared in Lydia's mind!

Those screaming, bombed-out schools, and blood-stained corpses!

"No!"

Lydia almost subconsciously used her ability to wrap the grenade in front of her in her own energy cluster.In the eyes of others, the source of the explosion was the closest to Lydia!

Ordinary grenades can push people out by about one or two meters within a range of five meters.Within a range of three meters, people can be blown farther, and death is naturally faster than the former.The grenade in front of her didn't look like an ordinary grenade, but now Lydia was standing at the nearest place.

Following the Hydra people, Steve, who was the first to appear here, was the first to see Lydia.It's just that, even with his current superior physical strength, it is impossible to rush to Lydia's side in such a few seconds!Therefore, he watched as the grenade emitted a sound wave due to the explosion. There was no large explosion sound, gunpowder smoke or flames, but Lydia was so shocked that she vomited blood!

John, who was closest to Lydia, hugged Lydia in his arms for the first time. She seemed to have lost all strength and collapsed on the ground.

It looks endless here, and if you look further away, you can even see buildings in the distance.

Lydia took two steps back subconsciously, this is Empire State University!

"Lydia!"

A slightly excited and surprised voice came from behind her. When she turned her head to look, that person was her classmate, but the two of them just nodded slightly, and there was no friendship at all.

"Why are you here?" When the man was speaking, his face suddenly changed rapidly, and it looked like it was sunken in, as if he had been hit by something suddenly.

Lydia took two steps back in surprise, but pretended to be someone else, turned her head and saw Professor Ice, looking at Lydia with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Little Lily." Professor Iss was no different from what he remembered. She had a smile on her lips, eyes with gold wire frames on the bridge of her nose, and her hair was neatly combed on her forehead.

Lydia felt her nose sore, and hurriedly reached out to hug her, "Professor."

"Don't be so little Lily, you have to learn to look away." With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Professor Yisi stretched out his hand and patted Lydia's back very kindly, "Some people are dead, but some people are still alive .Do you want to live a wonderful life for the rest of the time we left?"

"But..." Lydia had a sore nose, "I can't punish the bad guys at all!"

"Do you still remember your major? And that BAU invitation?" Professor Yisi reached out and rubbed Lydia's long hair, "Of course we can't forget the past, but more, we have to move forward .Do you understand?"

Lydia frowned, she clearly understood what this meant, but she didn't know why, she didn't want to hear these words at all.

"Let's go back."

As if a push pushed Lydia, she suddenly opened her eyes, and a group of people surrounded her, who were noisy at first, suddenly quieted down.Emma, ​​who was sitting closest to Lydia, hastily reached out and grabbed her.

"Are you okay?" Emma's eyes were full of concern and tension.

Lydia looked around the room, and finally landed on Sherlock. She was aggrieved, but she nodded, "I'm fine."

"What happened to the previous situation?"

"It was caused by the forced compression and explosion of her mental power, which caused her mental power to be exhausted instantly. Fortunately, she recovered."

"You really have the guts."

The people around were chattering, so Lydia couldn't help but lower her head.

"Okay, everyone!" Sherlock suddenly said, and after scanning everyone around, he finally landed on Emma, ​​"I have a word with my daughter, is there any objection?"

The eyes of several people fell on Emma from Sherlock, most of them left in embarrassment and silently.Emma was the only one left. After watching Lydia for a long time, she left the house, and she didn't forget to close the door before leaving.

Lydia, who was quiet in the room for a while, felt that she could hear her own breathing, even though the surroundings were very bright, but she still had difficulty breathing for a moment.

Until... Sherlock spoke.

"Okay, tell me what's going on." Sherlock stood by the window with his hands behind his back, without any expression on his face.

Lydia took a deep breath, and then told Sherlock what happened at the scene.

"Do you really think you're a superhero?"

"Never." Lydia whispered.

"Then why did you want to be a hero?"

"But I have nothing to do." Lydia said nervously: "I can guarantee that I have nothing to do, but if it explodes, it will hurt innocent people. I can't watch these people die!"

In other words, she couldn't watch those people die in front of her!

When a person has already experienced such a situation, it is unintentional to open her wound again!

Sherlock turned his head, walked to Lydia's side and sat down, those gray-blue eyes fixedly looked at Lydia, and the voice that made Lydia feel nervous now turned gentle Some.

"I can't control those people, but you are my daughter, and the only thing I can worry about is you."

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_Update!

There was no update yesterday, and I wanted to update a big one today, but I found that I still think highly of myself.

My mind is a bit messed up recently, I don't know what to do, I can't organize my thoughts, there are not many things, but I messed up.

So it's very annoying, the story update is a bit slow, everyone forgive me!

But, write slowly!At least it is enough to write what I want to write and express my thoughts.