[Wolverine] The man who fell wood

Logan didn't see Cynthia all day today. In the past, except when he needed to go into the mountains early in the morning, no matter where he was, his little girl would come to him.

He had known for a long time that the little girl liked him, and even though he knew that he would hurt her, he still couldn't hide his desire to get her close.He let himself be in contact with the little girl, did not deny her intimacy, and enjoyed the vitality of life she brought to him.

Everything was so beautiful, and for the first time in his life, he longed for the morning, longed to wake up, so that he could see his little girl running towards him again with the spring spirit of the whole Rocky Mountains.

But yesterday, the little girl came over with a blushing face and told him that she liked him.

For a moment, Logan really felt the ultimate happiness, but the reality immediately pulled him to hell, he didn't intend to ask his little girl for help, he just wanted her little girl to be full of vitality forever and stay away from the haze forever.

So, he's doing the right thing, isn't he?But she was still angry, she ignored him, and didn't come to him anymore.

In the lumberyard, Logan wandered around for a whole day but did not see the little girl.He thought with some self-mockery: Look, if she doesn't want to see you, you won't even be able to see her shadow.

In the evening, the workers left one after another, and Logan stayed until the end, he didn't know what he was still fantasizing about.At the age of a little girl, being rejected by others with such plausible reasons is the most hurtful self-esteem, Logan, look how well you did, you completely pushed her away.

After sitting in the dining room for a long time, Logan stood up in the darkness after all the lights in the lumberyard were extinguished, took the key and prepared to go back.

It might be because it was too dark, Logan vaguely saw a person sitting in his car, but there were no lights around, so he couldn't see clearly.Could it be his little girl!He thought it was impossible, but he still ran to the car quickly.

The closer he got to the car, the more nervous Logan became, until he opened the car door, and saw the person who had disturbed his thoughts all day was sitting quietly in the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt, and looked at him with his head tilted.His heart suddenly calmed down: "Cynthia." The sound sounded like a low moan, like a sigh.

Listening to Logan's trembling voice, and thinking of sitting in the attic and seeing this big fool wandering around the lumberyard for a day, the last trace of anger in Cynthia's heart disappeared.But still, she couldn't be too gentle with him. Cynthia finally figured it out. If she didn't be tough on him, he would shrink back again.

The most important thing now is to pull that soft and bullying him out of his shell first, and when he trusts her and can't leave her, she will block his way back, making him nowhere to escape Walk.

At that time, he can only let her pinch and round her, and do whatever she wants.

Thinking of this, Cynthia said calmly: "Logan, I thought about what you said yesterday."

"Really." That's the last thing I want you to think of.

"You're right. I don't know you well. It's ridiculous to just run around and say I like you." Cynthia continued.

"No." No, what I said was wrong, and don't say those are ridiculous.

"Maybe I don't really like you."

"..." Stop talking.

"However, I, a young girl, confessed to you. You not only refused, but also left me where I was. When I went back, my legs were cut by wood." Cynthia changed the subject, "Aren't you going too far?"

Seeing Logan holding on to the car door, not coming in or speaking, just standing there in a daze, Cynthia moved her legs, trying to get his attention.

"Did you hear what I said?" Cynthia was dissatisfied.

"Got it." So, girl, what do you want?

"Are you going to stand there forever, Logan? Sit in."

Logan sat in obediently.

"Put your seatbelt on."

Logan put on his seat belt again.

"Have you become a robot, let me tell you something, move it?" If you are so good, I don't have to be so troubled.

"No." Logan didn't know how to get along with her after what happened yesterday, and asked with some uncertainty: "Cynthia, shall I take you back?"

"Don't go back, go to your place." Cynthia said.

"Go to my place? No, Cynthia, you should go home so late." Logan didn't know what Cynthia was thinking, but he didn't dare to reprimand her.Logan was flattered that she was willing to talk to herself, and Logan, who had rejected her, felt that he was not very confident.

"You don't need to send me home in a hurry. This is the last time I will be alone with you. I plan to make a break with you and go to your house where you didn't let me go last time!" Cynthia said forcefully.

One last time...to make a break?

Hearing what Cynthia said, Logan lost the last hope in his heart.A gloomy atmosphere made him breathless. Before his brain could react, his heart had already made a decision for him. He started the car and drove towards his home quickly.

Cynthia looked at Logan who drove the car out of a desperate posture. For the sake of her own life and his life, Cynthia wisely did not speak to provoke him again.

Without a word all the way, Logan quickly drove the car back downstairs.Cynthia got out of the car and looked at the dilapidated building with some curiosity.

"What floor do you live on?" Cynthia asked.

"In the attic."

"Did you buy it?"

"I rented it, I can't afford it." Tonight's Logan answered every question.

After looking around, there was nothing special, so Cynthia said to Logan, "Let's go up."

Logan silently followed behind Cynthia, watching her step by step towards the top floor and into his territory, he had an urge to just leave it like this and think about nothing else.

At the top of the building, Cynthia gently pushed the door panel with a pilgrimage mood, and then found... pushed? !

"Logan, there are thieves in your house!" Cynthia was a little nervous.

Logan didn't speak, just walked past her in silence, opened the door and walked in without any surprise.

"There's nothing to steal." After pulling the light cord behind the door, Logan said to Cynthia outside the door, "Come in."

Cynthia felt that Logan had been in a low mood tonight. Seeing him randomly pick up a piece of clothing and enter what should be the bathroom, she also looked away and began to look at the cabin instead.

There is really nothing to steal. The entire attic feels very cramped. In some places, Cynthia feels very short. There is no furniture in the attic, only a large bed made of wood, and a wooden box that integrates the functions of a table and a chair. .There was only one lamp here, the one above Cynthia's head, and the wattage was very low, and the whole room was groggy.

Cynthia thought over and over again, and finally decided to sit on the bed.Throwing a few wine bottles off the bed, she obediently rolled on the bed, buried her head in the quilt, breathed in the air full of Logan's smell, and felt that fate really treated her well.

Lying on Logan's pillow and covered with Logan's quilt, Cynthia felt that she was about to die of happiness.If she hadn't heard the sound of running water in the bathroom disappearing, she would have thought it would be a waste of time.

Quickly getting up and straightening her messy hair, Cynthia sat by the bed, playing the role of a quiet and gloomy girl.

The bathroom door was quickly pushed open.Logan just walked out with a bath towel around him.His hair was still wet, and the water dripped down his neck, collarbone, onto his firm chest, and slowly fell down along his firm abdominal muscles, reflecting a honey-like texture under the dim light.He raised his arm to wipe his hair, and the blood vessels on the tangled muscles protruded slightly. Cynthia didn't dare to look at it, but could only stare at Logan's calf, and then she found out in despair that even his calf was fatal to her. Appeal.

Cynthia never knew that masculinity can also confuse people!

Fortunately, Logan saved the embarrassing atmosphere, he put a towel on his shoulders, took a bottle of wine, then sat on the wooden box casually, and said to Cynthia: "You can go take a bath, the cold water has been used up. "

Cynthia originally planned to escape from this ambiguous scene, so she nodded and went into the bathroom, only to realize that she had no clothes to change in halfway through the wash. Fortunately, Logan just came in with a piece of washed clothes. Luckily, she put on the fat t-shirt, thinking to herself, Logan took this dress, maybe it was just for her.

Stepping out a little sweetly, Cynthia saw that Logan was still sitting on the wooden box with his back against the wall, looking at herself.She didn't speak either, she walked to the bed with bare feet, sat on the bed, and wiped his feet with his dirty clothes again and again.

"How do you want to end it, little girl." Logan broke the silence.

"What can you give me?" Cynthia asked.

"You saw it too, I don't have anything." Logan stared at Cynthia's eyes, trying to find something out of them, as if he was just looking at her.

"Then I want you." Cynthia gritted her teeth and insisted not to lower her head.

Logan was silent for a while, and when Cynthia felt that he would not agree, she slowly stood up.

Cynthia stared at Logan who was walking towards her step by step, trying to see a happy or sad expression on his face, but there was nothing, nothing.

Cynthia realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Logan's emotions, but she still didn't mean to stop. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If she didn't grasp it well, she didn't know how long she would wait for the next opportunity like this.

Cynthia patted the place beside her, and said to Logan who was standing by the bed, "Come, come here."

Tonight's Logan was really obedient, he lay beside her without any hesitation.Cynthia felt the cool and rough skin under her palms, looked at Logan who was staring at her quietly, and sighed in her heart, but she was still reluctant after all.

She gently lifted Logan up, let him lean on her body, slightly fixed his shoulder with one hand, and gently kneaded his hard muscles with the other hand. Seeing that he still couldn't relax, she had to use her lips lightly again. He kept looking into her eyes with a light kiss, and after a long time, he finally closed his eyelids slowly and did not open them again, she was relieved in her heart, and then gently sucked his wine-smelling lips.

"Logan, I'm kidding, I like you."

"I will not be separated from you. I will not leave even if you drive me away. I will marry you and have a baby like you."

"Don't be silent, I feel so sorry for you."

So comforting him over and over again, whispering love words in his ear, I don't know how long it took, and Logan, who hadn't spoken much all night, finally began to respond to her.He held onto Cynthia's hand tightly, as if grasping his last redemption, and with a reckless madness, he whispered in Cynthia's ear, "Cynthia...I'm a mutant."

After finishing speaking, he didn't look at her expression, but buried himself deeper into her arms.

Regarding what Logan said, Cynthia had long been mentally prepared: "I know."

"You know?" Logan looked up at her abruptly, and the strong Cynthia almost couldn't hug him.

"Yeah, I saw your claws, the last time you broke my balcony." After speaking, he took Logan's hand and kissed the protruding knuckles on the back of his hand, "It came out here, White."

"Why didn't you tell me when you saw it." Logan couldn't react.

"What are you saying? Hey, Logan, your claws are exposed, hide them quickly?" Cynthia hugged his arms tightly.

"You don't mind?" Logan's voice was dreamy.Then what's the point of his entanglement.

"I don't mind, I think this is very handsome." After finishing speaking, he kissed him on the forehead, "My Logan is the most handsome."

Knowing what Logan was thinking, but she really didn't care, "I don't mind at all whether you are an ordinary person or a mutant, Logan, maybe I don't know everything about you, but as long as I know you, I will I will definitely accept it." Sensing Logan's wavering, Cynthia coaxed with the gentlest voice: "So, you can give me everything about yourself and tell me everything about you. Don't worry that I won't be able to bear it." Wait, I'm much stronger than you think."

After finishing speaking, like a mother putting a child to sleep, she slowly shook Logan in her arms, trying to make him relax gradually.

"Cynthia, have you ever thought that I might not be what you imagined in your heart." Logan whispered.

"But you are."

"Your ears are what I imagined." Regardless of Logan's slight dodge, Cynthia bit his ears lightly with her teeth and rubbed slowly, "It will turn red when you touch it."

"Your eyes are also what I imagined, deep and gentle." Cynthia tapped his eyelashes lightly.

"Your lips are also what I imagined, and I want to kiss you when I see them."

"Your body is also what I imagined." Cynthia put her hands on Logan's chest, pushed him gently on the bed, pinched his chin, made his eyes look at her, and conveyed her firmness to He said, "Everything about you is what I imagined."

"Cynthia..." Logan, who had been immersed in hesitation, finally stretched out his hands and hugged her tightly, as if she was the only treasure in his life, and he would never come back after letting go.

At that moment, Cynthia understood that she finally got this man who seemed strong but was actually fragile.

What a wonderful thing it is for two people to be happy, Cynthia felt Logan's strong embrace, and closed her eyes heavily.

The next morning, when Cynthia opened her eyes from a sense of happiness, she saw Logan beside her looking at her with soft eyes. Seeing that she woke up, he was playing with her hair while Say to her in a laughing voice: "Cynthia, would you like to hear my story?"

"I am willing." Willing, willing, willing, finally made my old lady wait.Cynthia raised her eyebrows proudly in her heart: You can't escape my palm.

Logan didn't know the pride in Cynthia's heart. He hugged his little girl and talked a lot about his childhood, his father and mother, his brother who depended on him, and his long life, all the things he had experienced. war……

Everything about him, he wants to share with his little girl.Looking at the little girl's pity eyes, Logan felt that if his long life was a rudderless boat, then his little girl would probably be a lake, so that even if he couldn't control the direction, he would know what to do. Where to anchor, to find peace.

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