The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

The moment Natasha turned her head while holding the paper bowl containing ice cream, her heart beat too fast.

Angus, who was supposed to be sitting obediently in his seat, had disappeared in place, and hurriedly took a step. When she saw Angus' figure by the fountain altar in the square, she closed her eyes.

Taking a deep breath, she walked over.

"Angus?"

Angus stared straight at the shallow water surface and at the wishing coins all over the bottom of the pool, wondering what he was thinking.

"..." Natalia Teng patted his shoulder, "Angus?"

"Why is the water so small?" Angus looked at Natasha suspiciously.

"...It's just a puddle, of course it's small." Natasha felt that something was wrong, and pushed the double balls with grape and strawberry flavors over.

"It should be...bigger." Angus gestured in a big circle, seemingly dissatisfied.

"...OK." Natasha frowned slightly as she looked at his rosy cheeks.

"You think so too, don't you?" Angus turned and sat on the edge of the fountain, grabbed the spoon, scooped the ice cream and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Uh, maybe." Natasha looked at his side face with a puzzled expression unconsciously, "You don't look... very happy right now."

"Hmm." Angus looked up at the sky with a spoon in his mouth, "I don't understand."

"It should be because there is too little water, Natasha." Angus said lightly.

"Angus...do you want to drink water?" Natasha asked uncertainly.

Angus popped the spoon out of his mouth, shook his head, thought for a while and said, "If there is enough water, I don't need to drink water."

"You know, if you want water, I can buy you some." Natasha approached him slowly, putting her hands behind her waist.

"Huh?" Angus turned to look at her, "Buy?"

"Yes, there are places that sell ice cream." Natasha paused, but there was nothing in her beautiful but somewhat slack pupils except a little confusion and distress, and she slowly lowered her hands from behind her waist.

"...Okay." Angus thought for a moment, then nodded.

"...I'll just buy water over there, don't move, okay?" Natasha urged.

"Well, let's go." Angus waved his hand.

When Angus watched Natasha turn back with a bottle of purified water, he frowned: "Is this the water you mentioned?"

Natasha tossed the bottle in her hand: "...they only have this kind."

Angus stood up, threw away the empty box, raised his hand and patted Natasha's head: "Thank you, but... I don't think this is enough."

Natasha frowned fiercely: "What?"

"I know how to do it," Angus nodded to himself, "don't worry."

Natasha felt worse and worse.

"It's getting late, maybe we should go back." Natasha slowly approached Angus.

"It will be over soon, Natasha." Angus avoided her hand, brushed his hair, and looked up at the clear sky.

"Hey, Angus, talk to me." Natasha put her hand on his arm, "I thought you wanted to go back and make a kennel for Juice."

Angus raised his hand and rubbed Natasha's head: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you delay for a while."

Natasha...

She hasn't been coaxed like a little girl for many years, but she doesn't feel any relief.

"No matter what you want to do, let's go back and talk about it first?" Natasha saw Angus's dark blue eyes, and her pulse slowly increased.

"We can ask Steve first, he will like to be with you...do whatever you want, I swear." Natasha felt that she had exaggerated her actions by abducting Angus.

Now Angus doesn't look like the usual well-behaved little brother.

Angus didn't know what he thought of, he curled his lips and snorted.Then he looked at Natasha who was constantly overflowing with panic: "You are too nervous, Natasha."

After the words fell, a soft groan came out of his mouth.

Natasha's heartstrings suddenly loosened, she stared at Angus' dark blue pupils in a daze, her mood slowed down, and an unspeakable calm struck.

As the groaning sound spread farther and farther, clusters of dark clouds suddenly rolled up in the sky near the seaside, approaching with faint lightning flashes.

The wind was blowing from a distance, and gulls were singing loudly.

None of this is normal, but no one present realized anything, they just stared blankly at the man standing by the fountain whose face could not be seen clearly.

The rain blew along with the wind, and the color of the dry stone square gradually deepened, and the dense raindrops fell, completely covering up the original color.

The rain was getting heavier, and the thunder was coming from far and near, rumbling into one piece.

Lightning flashed over their heads as if driven by thunder.

As the temperature dropped, the raindrops gradually turned into raindrops, and finally formed a line between the sky and the earth, connecting the sky and the earth.

The originally bustling place became very quiet, as if only Angus' voice remained.

Somewhere in Natasha's heart, she kept urging herself to do something to stop Angus from continuing, but the reality was that she could only stand there in a daze, attracted by the strange singing voice.

The mood seems to be soaked in wine, slightly infatuated, slightly infatuated, slightly drunk but also sober and intoxicated.

The hands clenched slowly, the nails were embedded in the flesh, and the rain seeped into the wound. The pain made Natasha regain some sense. She blinked off the dense raindrops on her eyelashes, trembling and struggling to speak: "Angus... "Stop!

Angus put his finger between his lips, made a shush gesture to her, and then looked at her with bright eyes.

"sunsgoingdown—

eyes going dark——

voicesgoingweak——

my dear——

mayyoufoeverpeadbeauty..."

Natasha found herself sinking again in despair, she could no longer feel her own pain, even though she was soaked all over, even though she could feel her nails had been deeply embedded in her palm.

Is there anyone, is there anyone to stop this!

The sky reflected in her pupils has changed from a faint gray at the beginning to a dense black color, lightning is tearing the sky in pieces, the wind is howling, and thunder resounds through the sky.

The water in the fountain pool beside him was already gurgling and overflowing.

But everyone stood in the rain, as if they had entered the same dream.

Angus raised his hand and touched Natasha Shuilala's cheek, as if he was satisfied with her state.

oh God, what the hell have I done...

Natasha wanted to cry but had no tears.

Angus looked at the sky, brushed his hair, and seemed to feel that there was still some dissatisfaction.

Steve, who was driving the car, groped around before he found the position of the wiper.He looked at the water flowing densely on the car window and the dark sky in the distance, feeling more and more bad in his heart.

Turning the steering wheel hard, he went down into the dark sky.

The recent weather did not say that there would be any storms, but it must not be what he thought.

The tan car has to press the maximum speed in the rain to prevent it from colliding with pedestrians rushing towards the eaves when the road surface is slippery.

After driving for a while, Steve hissed, squeezed the steering wheel, found a random place, stopped the car, and rushed into the rain.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he heard Angus singing.

And he was not the only one who heard it. In the other direction of the square, there were three people sitting in a car that looked unremarkable.

Two grown men and a little girl, the red-haired girl was lying on the window: "Charles, someone is singing."

Charles listened to the eerie singing that seemed to sound in his head: "Yes, Qin, I heard it too."

"Hank, turn right, I think... we may have to accept another student today."

In the driver's seat, Hank, who was trying to see through the rain curtain, let out an ah.

Charles raised his hand to his temple and listened to the singing grow louder: "Hurry up, Hank!"

Steve stopped when he stepped into a certain range, something was wrong, something was wrong.

Looking at the couple sitting on the bench embracing each other with a happy expression, Steve squeezed his hands and accelerated towards the direction of the singing.

If the scene was sunny and the sun was setting, there would be no problem, but now it’s dark and raining, how much love is there to hug each other in this weather, happily like attending a wedding .

"Oh, eon—"

When he saw Angus sitting by the fountain, holding Natasha's hand and looking up at the sky, Steve felt relieved and felt uneasy that his guess had been verified.

Lifting his feet, he looked at his feet that were already covered in water.The square, which should be relatively high, is now seeping water strangely. Even if it rains heavily, it shouldn't have collected so much water in such a short period of time.

He wiped the rain off his face, dipped his foot into the water, looked at Angus who was waving his hand in his direction, and sighed.

"Angus, what did you do..." He murmured in a low voice, and after confirming it, he calmed down a lot.

He moves closer to Angus.

Glancing at Natalia, who was completely wet next to Angus, but foolishly let Angus hold hands and was almost sitting in the water, she frowned.

She unbuttoned her coat and put it over the shirt she had already attached to her body.

Angus stopped singing: "Steve, a lot of water."

"Yes, a lot of water..." Steve frowned, finally realizing where the water came from.

The pool behind Angus was still overflowing with water.

"Angus... what did you eat?" Steve squatted in front of Angus, looked at his flushed cheeks, and rubbed his brows.

"Ice cream." Angus' eyes lit up, "It's delicious."

Steve glanced at Natasha next to him: "Hey, Angus, do you want to eat more ice cream?"

Unexpectedly by Steve, Angus shook his head and refused.

"..." Can't even eat to divert attention...

"Then, do you want something else to eat? I can prepare it for you." Steve felt the sudden light rain, and his tone became more relaxed.

Angus stared straight at Steve's face, without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Angus?" Steve stared at him tremblingly, "What's the problem?"

Angus opened his mouth and sang.

Steve interrupted him hastily: "Angus, don't you want me to stop meddling in the juice business? Right? I promise you."

Angus shut his mouth.

"Yeah, yeah, I won't...stop you from feeding the fish with juice." Steve sighed in relief after mentally apologizing to the juice.

Angus blinked his eyes: "You are not allowed to walk the juice."

"..." Steve...

Angus opened his mouth.

"OK! You come to walk the dog too!" Steve agreed instantly.

Angus shut his mouth.

"But you know dogs need plenty of exercise—" Steve was going to fight for the poor juice one more time.

Angus opened his mouth.

"Okay, okay—I'll listen to you." Steve immediately surrendered.

Angus was satisfied.

"You sleep in the bathtub." Angus continued to ask.

"……what?"

Open your mouth.

"OK! I'll sleep!"

"I want candy."

"... Angus, you know..."

Open your mouth.

"OK! But only a little, not more!"

"No clothes."

"..."

Angus opened his mouth.

Steve said nothing.

Angus tilted his head, huh?

"No, you have to wear clothes." Steve seriously warned Angus, who was starting to cock his tail, "This is impossible."

Angus began to sing.

Steve took a deep breath, the rain was pattering down, he wiped the rain from his face, and simply walked aside, ignoring Angus.

Just focus on how to plug Natasha's ears.

Angus frowned.

After finding out that plugging his ears was useless, Steve gave up and picked up Natasha and headed for the ice cream truck.

That's the only place to keep out the rain at the moment, and it's also the only means of transportation. He needs to make these people wake up first.

Angus' voice was getting higher and higher.

Steve decided to ignore him, there will be a second time for the first time, and he is determined not to get used to it.

Back and forth a few times, he drove the stunned crowd nearby and threw them into the back compartment of the dining car, forcing himself not to pay attention to Angus who was getting more and more irritable.

Angus patted the edge of the pool beside him vigorously: "Steve!"

Steve paused, and finally decided to teach him a lesson.

By the time the people in the trunk had actually piled up, Steve tried to keep them from pressing on each other, and finally cleared the scene.

Turning around, the singing stopped and Angus disappeared.

Steve was startled, and rushed out quickly: "Angus!"

Rushing to the edge of the water jar, he looked down at Angus, who was holding his arms and blowing bubbles in the water, and sighed, obviously holding his breath.

"Angus, you know you're just being capricious." Steve reached out to pull him, and Angus dodged immediately.

"..." Steve looked down at him, "Angus—shall we go back?"

"No." Turning over and hiding himself in his hair, Angus refused vigorously.

"It's impossible not to wear clothes. You can talk about other things. I'll consider whether I can promise you." Steve compromised.

Angus turned over and looked at Steve, silent.

Steve looked at the twisted and twisted reflection underwater, and raised the surface of the water: "Angus, what's going on with you recently?"

"You like juice, you like Bucky, you like Howard, you like Peggy," Angus said in a deep voice, "you like me."

"Of course." Steve confirmed his words.

"..." Angus turned over and hid himself in his hair.

Steve...

"Angus, don't be self-willed anymore." Steve said a little bitterly.

He really doesn't know what to do...

After a stalemate for a while, Steve rolled up his sleeves, ready to get hard.

"Oh, fxxk——" Natasha was the first to wake up, holding her head, and walked beside them at some point.

Obviously very annoyed at his previous gaffe.

"Just tell him you like him the most ②, fodssake—" Natasha covered Steve's face with a coat that didn't belong to her.

"Let's go quickly!" After she finished speaking, she shook her hands and went to find her own motorcycle.

"..." Steve...

Turning around, Angus was looking at him lying on the edge of the water jar, with obvious expectation in his eyes.

Steve raised his forehead, looked at Natasha who was walking away while scolding something, then looked at Angus who was waiting for him to speak, and licked his lips.

"...Angus, you are—" Steve pinched his nose, hesitating.

"Do you like me the most?" Angus looked straight at him, narrowing his eyes slightly, full of a sense of threat that he would explode if he dared to deny it.

Steve closed his eyes, raised his hand to hold his forehead: "Angus, is this the reason you're getting into trouble?"

"Do you like me the most!" Angus raised his hand and grabbed his ear and pulled it closer.

Steve grabbed his hand, freed his burning ears, opened his mouth, rolled his Adam's apple, and finally said nothing.

"Don't you like me the most?" Angus pursed his lips.

"No, of course not." Steve retorted, he didn't want Angus to make any big awkward moves.

"Then you like me the most?"

"..." Steve pinched his cool wrist and rubbed it unconsciously, "That's..."

"Yes or No?" Angus patted him.

"..." Steve...

He couldn't tell.

"...yes, OK, yes, is it enough?" Steve looked away and said vaguely, "Get up, don't continue to soak in the water, it's not clean."

Angus hummed for a long time, then hugged his neck, and kissed the corner of his mouth loudly.

Steve froze all of a sudden.

Angus crawled out of the water, he was in a better mood, and the sky was completely clear.

"Natasha, you are so smart!" Seeing Natasha pushing the motorcycle over, Angus leaned over and kissed her.

He didn't even know that he felt uncomfortable because of this.

Steve...

—yeah, he should know.

"Angus, go home." Pulling Angus, who seemed to be in a particularly good mood, Steve dragged the fish away with a dark face.

Natasha couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"...Professor?" Hank sat in the car and turned to look at Charles in the back seat.

"It looks like we're going to stay here for a while longer. I... want to win another student." After thoroughly checking the memories of all those present who had an impression of Angus, Charles blocked it and made a hint. Charles let go Fingers on the temples.

"He's very special, a new existence." Charles laughed.

"He looks beautiful." Jean leaned against the window, her eyes sparkling.

"Yes." Charles raised his hand and touched the girl's head, and Charles smiled, "It's also very beautiful."

The author has something to say: "The sun is setting--the eyes are getting dark--the voice is quiet--my dear, may you always be peaceful and beautiful--"

②Just say you like him the most——

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Natasha [white eyes]: Straight idiot.

Steve:  …

Angus: I have a unique skill of making trouble [proud]

Bucky: Yeah, it's going to flood New York when there's a riot.

Steve: He just ate too much ice cream.

Nick: ...

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