My Brother

Chapter 15 Nightmare

I was awakened by a burst of suffocation. I opened my eyes, and everything looked terrible again. I was tied into the machine, and the feeling of suffocation was very familiar. Seeing the bright light bulb shaking on the canopy, I swallowed hard. Take a sip of saliva, dizzy.

This is the laboratory of Weapon X.

If this is a dream, shouldn't this suffocating pain cause him to die long ago?

Francis appeared with his ugly face, admiring my ugly face, the same rhetoric, I stared at this face that I had beaten up before.

"Where's Annika?" I asked hoarsely.

"Who?"

"Annika Stark! Don't say you don't know!" The veins on my head popped up, and I pulled the restraint belt that controlled me fiercely.

"Who is that? Tony Stark's relative? I don't know." Francis shrugged, saying he didn't know.

I wrinkled my ugly face and smiled slightly: "Hey, detergent, you know what? I had a dream, and I blasted your handsome face into ketchup."

Francis is not irritated by me!It seemed as if he thought he had a winning hand.

This megalomaniac still didn't catch me, I escaped, and then rushed into an Internet cafe, I sat in a chair but was stunned, what am I doing here?

I remember what I was looking for, but... what exactly?

A surname comes to mind, Stark.

I typed Stark into the search bar and the web gave me the Stark family.

I skipped everything else, saw Howard and Maria, and next, I saw Tony Stark, and Annika Stark.

I knew that this girl was what I was looking for, but the information that followed made me chill to the bone.

In the black and white photo, Annika Stark died in the autumn when she was 16 years old. A group of gangsters failed to kidnap Annika Stark and shot the girl down in a pool of blood.

I felt a breath stuck in my throat, and I had to go up and down.

I went to the front desk and asked the boss: "What's the date today? Is it April Fool's Day?"

The boss looked at me warily: "What do you want to do to me?"

What the hell can I do to you stupid pig with no brains?

I stared at the electronic calendar next to me, April [-]st, and suddenly I thought that my computer also had the time displayed, and when I got back to my seat, it was April [-]st again.

I logged on to the search net on the road and pulled up the Annika Stark incident.

In fact, it was not a group of kidnappers, but a group of psychopaths who deliberately murdered. For no reason, they wanted to kill Annika Stark. A shot in the back pierced the heart and bloomed bleeding flowers on the chest.

I stared at the blood-red piece on the screen, and the white rose on the tombstone.

I left?

At that time, instead of meeting Annika, I put down the white rose, turned and left...

My brain is empty, my poetry-ready brain can't even say a line of Shakespeare that Annika loves, there's a lot of stuff in it... mess.

This is the brains a qualified hooligan should have, isn't it?

The most frightening thing is that I started to forget about Annika Stark again. I glanced at the screen and quickly took a pen to write on the back of my hand. After I finished writing, I looked up again, and the web page became blank.

gone, gone...

It's not easy to love someone, should I obey my fate and forget her?

Even if I forget why I love, I forget what she looks like in a hurry, even... maybe I will forget her name.

I'm going to do something, I wrote on the back of my hand, my love...

Raising my hand, I was stunned... The name originally written here was blurred by myself, and I couldn't read it clearly.

I laughed, with a weird arc, yes... I only know that I love someone now, and I don't even know her name.

Terrible, is this the gift you gave me?destiny?

Back at the bar, Weiser mentioned someone, Vanessa...a woman I've already proposed to.

Who the hell is this?I have no idea!

This sentence was stuck in my throat and I couldn't spit it out, so I stared blankly at Weiser.

"She won't mind your ugly face."

There's one more person, and wouldn't mind, but who is she?

I suddenly realized, this is not my universe!

This is another universe of mine!

I now……

Just when I was hesitating, I heard a call, someone was calling me.

The light seemed to be projected in front of my eyes, and I couldn't open my eyes because of the brightness, but after everything returned to normal, I saw that familiar face, the blond hair was like the bright sunshine, it must be more beautiful than the sun god's blond hair, the beautiful blue Eyes, like a crater where water and sky intersect...

"Wade, what's wrong with you?" Annika woke up in the morning, and unexpectedly found that Wade was still asleep. As a person who was rolling in blood, it was almost instinctive to wake up immediately, even in a place where he felt safe. .

"I had a dream..." My voice came out from behind the mask, confused "It feels like a long time no see, Annika..."

"Nightmare?" Annika touched my forehead.

"Of course! I dreamed that you were walking around in front of me in sexy lingerie, my God! I just couldn't touch it!" I woke up suddenly, and opened the mask to reveal the lower half of my face. Showing a smile with eight teeth.

Annika tapped me on the forehead, startled by the sharp turn of my mind.

Annika wanted to get out of bed, but my skirt was caught by me. I was wearing my homemade pajamas and the mask, lying on my side on the bed with my head propped up.

"Where are you going honey? Won't you give me a good morning kiss?"

Annika sighed, kissed me on the forehead, and went to the bathroom.

In fact, I really want to say that I don't want a good morning kiss, the previous sentence is the key point.

I'm afraid you'll get lost again... Annika.

But the accident happened again, I felt my face was slapped hard, after dizziness, I saw Weiser again.

"Wade, what are you in a daze for?"

"I was thinking about how to push you on the table and explode your ass!" I felt dizzy, like I lost the whole world, staring at Wither and swearing.

"Come on, maybe Vanessa will accept it." Wither took a sip of his wine and coughed desperately.

Isn't this... my universe?

Or this is my universe... I just watched other people's happiness.

But...if this is my world, then...why do I remember "her".

I walked on the street without a hood, my face was still so ugly, looking at other people's horrified eyes, I know that few people would not mind.

I smiled slightly at a little baby, and the crying baby stopped crying in an instant.

The woman in front turned her head and looked at me as if she was very surprised.

"Wade!"

"Who are you? I don't know you, don't misjudge you, maybe I'm a human trafficker, beauty." I wrinkled my face, walked past the disappointed woman, and was immediately grabbed by her, mercilessly gave me a slap in the face.

According to common sense...I kill women because I'm not sexist~ You know, of course I didn't do it this time because I thought she was pretty and wanted to date her, but because...

She is Vanessa.

Well, it's all my memory, and I'm sitting in my consciousness right now, watching a movie of my memory, and it feels like a show!

Even if I don't follow the so-called plot, oh, or all I do is the plot, I kill Francis, and I solve Colossus and the girl with a particularly long name, and then everything after that can be fast forwarded.

I stare at the blurry fast-forward interface in front of me, press pause, and start.

Yes, I woke up again in the middle, hugged her in a snow-white dress, and kissed her hard for 1 minute, although the background... oh... was a big green guy.

But we can plop it off and replace it with... flowers, grass, and another moon!

Maybe I need to save this memory, wait for me for a while...

...a long time has passed...

Hi, I'm back, what did you ask me to do?

Do you think I'm a good daddy for Ellie?Will you masturbate with xx?

well?What are those two xx?What I'm going to say is xx... well, banned by Jinjiang.

Come on, I'm a good guy!

I don't believe this myself, but if you do, I don't mind watching you masturbate.

These are digressions, and the picture before my eyes pauses.

Of course it wasn't me who pressed the pause button, that's not right, of course it's me... that's not right...

If you think that a person in different universes is a person, then the sentence above is correct.

My head is now held by a gun. I turned the boss chair around and saw my own face without accident.

To be exact... the face of another Deadpool.

"Yo, I'm Deadpool!"

"Me too!"

"You are so depressed, did you watch Bibby Jones' movie last night?"

"No, I watched Annika all night."

"Looking at you makes me feel lost in a Garfield bush maze!"

"I hope you don't touch my face with your hands. This is a do-not-touch product."

"Since it's already broken, it won't make it worse if you touch it."

I reached out to touch another Deadpool's face, but the knife chopped off my hand.

"Come on, how do you know I didn't wash my hands last night?"

"I didn't know it at first, but now even your head is going to fly into the sky." Deadpool took a knife and slashed at my head. It feels extraordinary to know that you are cutting yourself.

I got stabbed by deadpool and said, "isitin?"

What answered me was that my poor intestines were churned out by him.

"Of course, can't you feel it?" It's hard for me to imagine such an expression on my ugly face, after all, I didn't look in the mirror, did I?

Immediately afterwards I stuffed the intestines in my stomach and dodged a few more stabs from Deadpool.

"You can't kill me, you have to admit it." I clutched my stomach and sat back in the boss chair, "Why don't we make a bet, bet that Annika loves Deadpool or you."

Deadpool on the opposite side blinked, hesitated, turned around with the knife twice, and agreed.

I woke up again, and I saw Annika's beautiful face.

As soon as I sat up, I was thrown back on the bed by Annika. Annika was a few steps away from me, her eyes were very cold.

"You are not him."

I laughed, and felt that it was meaningless to say anything else, we are all Deadpool, but Annika wants...not me...so...it will never belong to me.

"luboonike"

I just said that one word, and I gave up control of this body.

I switched places with the Deadpool, and now he's sitting in the boss chair and I'm standing in front of him while my body is being disintegrated by myself.

"I lost..." I said, "Put your hand out."

Deadpool on the opposite side did this obediently. I took off the necklace I was wearing around my neck and planned to put it in his palm.

But just a second before it landed on his palm, he withdrew his hand.

"Do you think... I'll trust myself?" Then I saw his smiling face.

"Yeah, I'm a liar." This is my penultimate sentence, followed by...

Deadpool woke up, and Annika, who was watching by the bed, patted his face.

"woke up?"

"Hey honey, how do you know it wasn't me just now?"

"I don't know, just try it." Annika slapped the towel on Deadpool's face.

"Obviously he realized something and went back."

Annika didn't tell the truth, of course she could tell the difference between Deadpool and him, their eyes were different.

Although these words are quite mysterious, can't you tell the extra fanaticism in your eyes?

"He disappeared?"

"Yes~"

Deadpool's "last words" echoed in his head.

"Where do you think...my Annika is?" I smiled. "I killed her. You'll do the same anyway..."

The author has something to say: This is really not a side story, but the main text!The specific text will be clearly stated in the next chapter.

"I" is the Deadpool of another universe, and the world that wakes up is the world where Annika was lost by butterflies.

Vanessa is Copycat, the fiancée from the Deadpool movies.

Good dad Ellie, this old driver knows it all, so I won't explain it.

Satisfy the plot of the two of you Deadpool getting together.

Bibby Jones is said to be the number one actress in Europe and America.

What does "I" mean... I won't explain it.

In Garfield's Grove Maze, 2, the prince and Garfield thought each other was a mirror and did the same thing.

Don't touch the product you haven't bought. Generally, don't touch the product marked with this word. Many of them are broken and waiting for you to touch.

I didn't wash my hands last night, so I contacted the above, so I won't explain it.

isitin, this is usually for girls to be male companions on the bed, you know.

The reason "I" didn't continue to pretend to be Deadpool was because I felt that it was meaningless.

Another word appeared~

Thank you for the mine, baby, I saw your mine, and I immediately went to type... _(:з」∠)_Recently, I’m sorry.