[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Chapter 191 Wake Up

Hotch would still be heartbroken over Oliver's injury when he had mutant powers, let alone now.A deep sense of powerlessness seemed to penetrate into his limbs and bones from the liquid sticking to his palms. He knew that he shouldn't have this thought at all, but this thought suddenly jumped into his mind, and he Envious of Oliver and the chance to say it was my fault.

There was nothing he could do about the danger Oliver was in, it wasn't that he didn't do something, he couldn't do anything.

Until Oliver's call broke his dangerous thoughts, "Aaron."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Hotch leaned forward.

"Can you hold me?"

"Of course." Hotch took Oliver's arm and held him in his arms, he could feel Oliver's cheek against the side of his neck, "Are you cold?"

"I'm cold." Both voices sounded at the same time, and then Oliver fell into a long silence.

If Hotch hadn't been able to feel his heartbeat against his chest, he might have collapsed. "I know, I know, but I'm here and you can hold my hand."

"No." Oliver laughed lowly at this time, but the laughter caused a cough, which made Hotch hug him tightly, "Your hands are holding me, just hold me like this." His voice gradually lowered

"Oliver," Hotch kissed the forehead of the man in his arms, "keep awake, don't fall asleep now, you can't fall asleep. You said you were fine."

"I will," Oliver replied, in a voice that gave Hotch amnesty, "whatever put me in this situation is not going to kill me. I'm just...I'm scared."

Hotch's palms were hot, but Oliver's thick coat and bandages wrapped around him seemed to block the heat like a devil.

Oliver could only helplessly put his cheek against Hotch's neck to absorb the heat.

Hotch didn't know what he should do at this moment, he could only hug Oliver tightly.

"I'm…scared, I'm scared. I don't know why, I know it's going to be alright…" Oliver's voice started to crack, and Hotch heard him sniff.

He had never seen Oliver Williams like this.Not that Oliver had been so brave and fearless in the past, but he had never been in such a fear.

The most desperate thing in the world is not that there is no hope, but that you see hope in the distance, but you don't know when it will arrive, and you don't know whether you can reach it after chasing hope all your life.elusive.

He never just cried out for his own pain, fear and despair.But now, in front of Hotch, he no longer has to hide all the pain, fear and despair.

"Here I am. You see, it's late November and the temperature has dropped again."

"How long do you think the first snow will fall this year." Oliver's voice was as soft as hair falling to the ground.

"I don't know, mid-December? But by Christmas, there will be snow all over Washington."

"I miss Christmas."

"Me too," Hotch smiled, and he was suddenly glad he didn't turn on the lights, because his expression of wanting to cry and laugh at the same time must be ugly, "What gift do you want this year?"

"Can I still ask for Christmas gifts? I don't know..." said.

Oliver's voice suddenly stopped, not abruptly, because the breath that had already been exhaled still completed its own trajectory.

"Oliver, Oliver don't fall asleep." A similar panic hit Hotch.With an unspeakable horror, he felt for Oliver's pulse and breathing, and it was okay, everything was there.

The loud sound of glass shattering and the cold wind rushing in from the window at the same time, but Hotch just turned his head vigilantly and did not let go of his hands.It was a woman, and Hotch saw her long hair tossed after landing and rolling.

"Liv? Hotch."

"It's me, Lily?"

"Yes." Lily walked towards the direction of the voice, "I'll take him away."

"How do you want to go?" Hotch was silent for a moment, looking at the shattered glass, Oliver's current situation was clearly not strong enough to support such strenuous activities.

"Jarvis received the news that he was in a coma, but our plane was still some distance away, so I thought of a way to come here as soon as possible, leave it to me, and I will take him away." Lily is still very young, and she is not good at it at all. Hiding his emotions, the eagerness in his words was about to overflow.

"Go to Stark Mansion."

"Yes, ordinary hospitals have no way to control his injuries and the energy of the gem at the same time."

"Can I go with you?"

"As long as you want."

But Hotch suddenly paused, "Jack is still here, I have to finish the follow-up matters, and I will go to New York tomorrow by myself."

"Okay. Then I'll go first."

Hotch watched as Lily easily hugged Oliver, jumped onto the window sill and reached out to grab the sky. Everything seemed to suddenly become a glass ball again, and Lily only needed to jump forward to instantly move to the distance.

Hotch rushed to the empty window sill, watching the light from the back of the Quinjet in the distant sky fade away.

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"You've been staying here, don't you have to go back to work?" Lily asked standing at the door.

After Oliver was sent back to the Stark Mansion that day, everyone was having a headache about how to deal with the sudden opening of the wound, but Oliver's wound began to heal on its own, and the severed fingers grew back without any damage. After his injuries were healed, he didn't wake up.

Banner detects that the energy of the Mind Stone has been hovering in Oliver's brain, and they speculate that this may be one of the reasons.

When Tony left Oliver to sleep in the lab for a week, he didn't detect any meaningful data, and Hotch stayed by Oliver's side.

Tony looked at the stern man and decided it was better to let Oliver sleep in his own room, everything and Jarvis.

"The bureau advised me to retire early." Looking at Oliver's sleeping face, Hotch explained.

Oliver slept for so long, the wound healed, but the strange thing was that his beard and hair didn't grow, and he kept his appearance before coma.

"Did you promise?"

"Not yet, but I'm thinking maybe I should say yes. That way I can spend more time with Oliver, and Jack."

"Don't agree." Lily said firmly, which made Hotch look at her in surprise.

Lily was a little uncomfortable seeing this in advance, she pursed her lips and spread her hands, "If this hadn't happened, you would definitely not agree, right? If Liv wakes up and finds out that you gave up work because of him, He will definitely... emm, well, he won't be able to do anything, but he will definitely blame himself."

"I blame myself now too."

"No need. You love Oliver, so you want to be here watching him, but you also love your job, so you need to go to work. I believe you can do a good job of balancing the two without giving up any of them. one item."

"I've made mistakes in the past."

"Then don't do it a second time." After Lily finished speaking, she scratched her hair with her hands, turned to herself and said to herself, "God, I hate to say this, I just preached to Hotch, Liv will probably be killed when he wakes up I."

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"Mr. Hotchner, this is Jarvis. Mr. Williams is awake."

The BAU team was preparing to release the profile, Morgan frowned when he saw Hotch received a text message on his cell phone, and then quickly stretched out, "What's wrong?"

"Oliver's awake."

Morgan raised his eyebrows, "Are you planning to go back now?"

"No, no need," Hotch put the phone away, "Get this case over as soon as possible."

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Oliver felt something was wrong with his vision, it was too clear.He was sure that he didn't have a pair of glasses on his nose, and the world of a 600-degree myopic person shouldn't be so clear.

The surroundings suddenly lit up, and he was so frightened that he suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up, and the surrounding scene made him even more at a loss.

First, his room is definitely not that big. Second, he would never install two large French windows in his room without curtains. Third, Oliver can see the spire of the Empire State Building and the cruise ships leaving the distant port. He was sure he didn't live in New York.

"Good morning, Mr. Williams, the wind direction is northerly in New York today, 23 degrees Fahrenheit, humidity 91%. I have notified sir and Dr. Banner and Agent Hotchner that you are awake."

Listening to the standard English accent in his ears, Oliver struggled to understand this paragraph of English.In a daze, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked down at the streets of New York.The sudden sense of illusion made him unable to resist putting his hands on the glass to test whether the glass was real.

His five fingers stuck to the glass, leaving fingerprints.

Wait, it's not his hand.

He hadn't done any physical work, but the pen calluses on his middle finger didn't disappear so easily, but his hands were whiter and rougher than his original skin color, but there were no calluses.And he, a Chinese, is even less likely to have golden body hair.

Oliver suddenly grabbed a strand of hair next to his ear, how could he ignore this, he didn't remember that he had long hair, golden soft curly long hair.

He stumbled to find the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror and took a deep breath.

ok, this is definitely not him.The caucasian in the mirror has a handsome silhouette like a sculpture, and half-long golden hair that reveals a quaint temperament, and the blue-green eyes are shining with the watery light of just waking up.He was tall, at least six feet, maybe more, and well built. Oliver could see the faint outline of pectoral muscles from the neckline.