[Wolverine] The man who fell wood

Cynthia had already woken up, earlier than any other day before, but she just didn't want to get up. Thinking of how ugly she was crying in front of Logan last night, she wished she could go back in time and kill her. Die yourself at the time.

"Ah..." After groaning, Cynthia slowly got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom like a ghost.Looking at the haggard man in the mirror, Cynthia wondered, "I had clearly planned everything, why did it end up in such a mess in the end?"

She brushed her teeth again and again, until her aunt downstairs called her to eat, and she quickly rinsed her mouth, then put on a coat casually and went downstairs to eat.

"Cynthia, aren't you going to your uncle's lumber camp today?" the aunt said pointedly.

"I don't know, maybe he doesn't want to see me." Anyway, my aunt could see it, "How did you and uncle get together at that time?"

"Us? Well... I chased your uncle." A funny expression appeared on the aunt's face, "Don't look at him being sentimental all day long. In terms of emotions, he is just a piece of wood. Girls think a lot, and they are more It's easy to fall in love."

"Really, how did you catch him?" Logan was also a big piece of wood that didn't understand.

"I tried many methods, but after we got married, your uncle told me that the letter I wrote to him moved him the most." My aunt said with a smile.

"A letter?" asked Cynthia.

"Well, one letter a day, every day." My aunt replied.

"What to write? Love poems? Lyrics?" Cynthia was curious.

"Write about my own mood, interesting things in life. There are many, many, and I always feel that I can't finish writing with him." Auntie revealed a tone of nostalgia.

"Your uncle told me that he still keeps the letter I wrote to him." After speaking, he gave Cynthia an fried egg, eat more.

"Then I'll write to him too!" Cynthia took a bite of the fried egg and made up her mind.

"Well, the idea is very good, but does he know that you are pursuing him?" The aunt asked curiously after scooping up a spoonful of oatmeal and putting it on Cynthia's plate.

"Of course he...knows, right?" Cynthia was also unsure.

"I hugged him, and I asked him out to play, isn't my hint obvious enough?" Cynthia asked.

"For boys, it's useless to hint. Be more direct." My aunt suggested, "By the way, who are you pursuing? Would you like your uncle to help you?"

"I don't need it for the time being. I will tell you if necessary." Thinking of her aunt's words, Cynthia broke down a bit. After so many days, it's possible that Logan didn't know that I was chasing him.

And Cynthia felt that Logan also had feelings for her, otherwise why would he treat her so well?

After making up her mind to ask Logan for clarification, Cynthia became full of energy again.After eating breakfast happily, I jumped into my uncle's car and looked forward to finding her beloved.

Logan, who hadn't slept all night, jumped out of the tree when it was slightly bright, patted the dew on his coat, and drove to the lumberyard before anyone noticed.

He didn't know if Cynthia would come today, which made him look forward to it, but also a little nervous. He was afraid that Cynthia would ask him why he left suddenly last night, and he wouldn't be able to explain it.

But he wanted to see the little girl again, and wanted to know if she continued to hide in the quilt and cry after he left last night.

Taking out the ax and chainsaw from the back of the car, Logan put the ax on his shoulder and walked towards the first trucks to enter the mountain.

Cynthia came to the lumberyard full of joy, but found that the person she was looking for had already entered the mountain. Thinking that she could only see him in the afternoon, Cynthia, who wanted to get the answer as soon as possible, felt as if she was being scratched by a cat.

Anyway, I won't see Logan, and Cynthia doesn't want to hang around in the lumberyard anymore. Back at her uncle's office, Cynthia found a piece of letter paper, and began to write to Logan like her aunt did.

She kept writing and writing, revising and revising, and before she knew it, it was the afternoon. Seeing that Logan was coming back soon, she stopped writing.At the end of the letter, I put my name and drew a small heart underneath, hoping that Logan would understand her intentions.

Hiding the letter to herself, Cynthia walked towards the cafeteria where Logan ate.She knew that Logan often ate there at night.

Pushing open the door panel of the cafeteria, Cynthia found that there were quite a lot of people in the cafeteria at this time, and the whole hall was full of voices and noises, full of male hormones.Cynthia looked at it for a while, and then saw Logan sitting on the side of the cafeteria. He was holding a wine bottle, leaning against the edge of the bar, watching a group of people playing cards.

There were a lot of people, but the cafeteria was not big. Cynthia whispered as she squeezed, "Make way, please make way."

"Lovebroken" David was holding the wine and was about to drink it, when he felt someone push him from behind, and half of the wine was spilled, he turned his head and cursed in anger, "Damn, who the fuck squeezed... Cynthia? "

Seeing that it was the boss's daughter, David turned his face into a stunt, and felt like a spring breeze for a second: "Are you here for something, Cynthia?"

"I, I'm looking for it, no, it's the boss, the boss is looking for Logan." Cynthia was still a little scared, so she had to take out her uncle to do it.

"Oh, the boss is looking for Logan, you wait, I'll call for you." After speaking, he gave Cynthia a little, then turned his head and shouted to Logan in the distance: "Logan, get out, don't lie down!" I'm caught, boss tmd is looking for you!!" The restaurant was instantly quiet.

Logan, who was in a trance thinking about Cynthia, was taken aback by David's rude growl, and turned around and gave him the middle finger: "Facky... Cynthia?"

Logan rubbed his eyes, and then saw Cynthia still standing behind David. He put down the bottle, walked quickly to Cynthia, and lifted her up and dragged her to the door.

"Hey, be gentle with the little girl, she won't take it."

"We're waiting for you, haha, don't be too fast, Logan."

"Logan, Blake has gone to the grove behind, if you don't mind, you can go with him!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

bump!

What responded to them was Logan's forceful slamming of the door.

"I'll bet for an hour, Logan still has some skills."

"I bet for half an hour, such a delicate little girl can't stand Logan for an hour hahaha.

"You bastards, shut up, didn't you hear the boss calling him?" David said angrily.

"Come on, David, don't lie to yourself. Logan's eyes are going to get angry when he looks at her. He hasn't gone to the bar with us for a long time..."

At this time, Logan's eyes were indeed on fire, but it was anger, not □□: "Cynthia, why did you come to the restaurant! This is not the place you should come!"

"I'm here to look for you, Logan, I haven't seen you for a day." Cynthia smiled and ignored Logan's fierce tone.

"Do you know that the restaurant is full of beasts, if I wasn't there just now, you wouldn't be able to come out safely, do you know that!" Logan was about to get angry, "Didn't you see that group of men looking at you?" eyes!"

"But you are here," Cynthia leaned into Logan's arms.A soft little hand caressed his cheek, touched Logan's tight masseter muscle, and gently rubbed it away with his hand.

"Don't be unhappy," Cynthia said, looking at Logan's serious look, "You always think they have bad intentions, but I'm actually not that attractive."

One hand kept rubbing Logan's cheek, Cynthia put the other arm around Logan's waist, looked up at him: "Don't you want to know why I came to you today?"

Logan was unmoved: "I don't want to." Then he pulled Cynthia's hand from his face, "I'll send you back."

"Are you going back now? It's only been 15 minutes. Will they think you're too fast?" Cynthia reminded viciously.

Logan choked and glared at him: "Don't make such a joke, Cynthia."

"Can't make this kind of joke, or can't make this kind of joke with you?" Cynthia broke away from Logan's hand, and put herself on Logan again.

Logan found that Cynthia was particularly difficult today, and he didn't want to discuss these meaningless things with her anymore, so Logan simply kept silent.

"Logan, ask me why I came to see you today." Cynthia seduced Little Red Riding Hood Logan with a tone like a wolf grandmother.

Little Red Riding Hood Logan is as immobile as a mountain, watching Grandma Wolf singing a one-man show there without blinking an eye.

"If you don't ask, I won't go back." Cynthia threatened, "I will go to the restaurant to find you every day!"

Facing Cynthia's threat, Logan compromised: "Why did you come to me today."

"I'm here to confess to you, Logan, I like you!" The first confession, Cynthia's heart was beating like thunder, and she felt that all the blood was rushing to the top of her head, and her little face turned into a big apple.

"Like me?" Hearing Cynthia's words, Logan had a feeling that it was true, and the rest was only absurd, "What do you like about me?"

"Everything about you, Logan." Cynthia expressed her heart anxiously.

"My everything? Little girl, you don't know me." Logan smiled.

“Why do you say that I don’t understand you?” Cynthia felt angry.

"What do you know about me? You only saw Logan in a lumber mill, he treated you well and doted on you, and then, what else do you know?" Logan pushed Cynthia away, lowered his eyelids, and A lot came to mind in an instant, the endless war career many years ago, the drunken life as a mercenary, the faces of the people he killed...

At that moment, he suddenly lost interest.He looked at her and said his truest thoughts: "You don't know anything, little girl. You don't want to know."

This is also the reason why he dare not love her. She can accept a poor and white Logan, a grumpy Logan, but can she accept Logan who is a mutant? Can she accept someone who has killed people and done bad things? Logan?That was too difficult for her, she was still too young, the world was pure white, his affairs were like an unbearable weight to her life, if she didn't want to crush her, she could only push her away.

Cynthia was stunned. She had seen the gentle Logan, the angry Logan, and the helpless Logan, but she had never seen such a gloomy and tired Logan, nor had she seen such a full-faced Logan. Ridiculous Logan.

Maybe Logan was right, he didn't know the real him.

"Then which Logan is here now?" Cynthia looked straight at him, "Is it the Logan from the lumberyard, or the Logan I don't understand?"

"If it's Logan who sweeps ashes in memory, why did you come here, with a salary of [-] a year, smoking the cheapest cigars, and chatting with a group of lumberjacks?"

"Isn't it just to start over?"

"Then you use that illusory Logan that you don't even want to recall, to reject the real me who stands with you, is it fair?"

Cynthia felt that she had never realized so clearly that the Logan she loved was not strong, not even as strong as her.

Seeing Logan running away again, Cynthia remained calm as if nothing had happened.She took out the letter paper she had folded from her jacket pocket, slowly opened it, looked at the love and sorrow she had written on the letter paper, snorted, and tore it into pieces.

The author has something to say: Cynthia is so young that Logan can only take care of her carefully, but Logan's own tragic color is too strong, and his care is destined to fail to protect the one he loves.So when things came to a head he backed off.

He felt that Cynthia didn't understand him, but in fact, how could he understand Cynthia?Love makes people strong, and he underestimated his little girl too much.

How about it, is it sweet or not, please collect it~