New Flash Marvel Reborn

Chapter 9

After leaving Avril's house for a while, Brad appeared at his door like a whirlwind.

"Felicia, are you there?" he called. "I'm back!"

No one answered, only his own voice echoed in the empty house.

Maybe she spent the night with Dad in the hospital, Brad thought.

But when he passed by his sister's room, he opened the door and looked inside, only to see Felicia sitting at the table with her back to him reading a book, as if she hadn't heard of his arrival.

Although he didn't understand why his sister was ignoring him, Brad repeated, "Hey, I'm back."

"Hmph." Fessia's voice seemed a bit wrong.

Brad felt strange, and stepped forward to come to her.At this moment, Fecia was stern, and she looked indifferent to him, as if she was angry.But I have to say that even when this lovely sister is angry, her delicate face is lovable.

"What's wrong?" Brad pressed the book in her hand and asked gently.

Only then did Fecia turn her eyes to Brad, and her dissatisfaction burst out like a flood at this moment: "What's wrong? Should you ask this? You just left me alone in this empty room for a night !"

Brad was taken aback for a moment, and then understood.Feelings are that the little girl is afraid of spending the night alone.He smiled shyly, thinking about what to say to comfort him...

But it soon became clear to him that it wasn't that simple.

As soon as Fecia broke the silence, she didn't seem to want to stop: "You may not remember at all. You told me a year ago that we are a family and we will never be alone. You promised us every day." One person will always be surrounded by this house, not separated. But you guess what, I feel right now that you are the only one in our family who is far away from our house."

Had the old Brad Joy made such a promise to her?Brad swears that he has no memory of this kind of thing now, at least the blue light ring has not reminded him.

Fecia said disappointedly: "When I heard your words, I thought we would never be separated. But you don't know what's going on recently. You don't know what you're doing outside all day. You don't know what your father said. Listen. I don't know if you're my brother, and Dad doesn't know."

Her emerald green eyes spoke of endless sorrow, which made Brad feel a pain in his heart.

"Maybe my brother never woke up after being struck by lightning."

Felicia left the room, and there seemed to be a few crystal clear tears in her eyes.And the last few words she said, Brad couldn't express the pain in his heart.She was right, her brother did not come back after the lightning that day.But what should I say to her?Your brother was struck by lightning and left this world forever?And I'm a thief who stole his body?

He felt more and more that he was the thief who stole Brad Joy's body, stole his life, and alienated him from everyone important to him.

After taking a long, deep breath, he flashed and rushed to Manhattan Hospital.

He didn't know what he needed, but he thought he might as well talk to Abbott.With such a big change in his son, Abbott probably won't be much better than Fecia in his heart.

Abbott is still in a cast and only has free movement in one hand.With this hand he was laboriously turning the pages of the newspaper, his mind preoccupied with work.Now I will not be able to work for a long time, what should the children do during this period?What support will the family rely on this month when they have lost their source of income?Thinking of this, his brows twitched into a ball.

"Hey, Dad."

Brad's voice brought him back to reality.

When Abt saw his son, he threw the book aside and asked, "Why is your face so ugly? What did my sister say about you?"

Brad was a little surprised, I don't know how he knew.

"Well." He replied, "She... has some opinions about me."

Abbott smiled: "She talked to me yesterday. I told her you might have some troubles of your own..."

He reached for a glass of water by the bedside, troubled by the plaster cast.Brad got up and handed him the water.Abbott smiled lightly at him.

"Did you go to those people?" he asked.

Brad hesitated for a moment, but still didn't lie: "Yes. But... it didn't go well."

Abt sighed softly, this was completely in his expectation, even though he didn't know that Brad could run fast.

"I told you, don't do it." Abt sighed, "Now promise not to try to provoke them, okay? Everything will be fine, now we just need to take care of our families."

Brad nodded, as he agreed.Brad also realized how much his own way of doing things had affected his family, and now maybe he should really let go of his anger and listen to his father.

Abt nodded in relief: "Then... let's talk about your sister now. You are here to talk to me about this."

Brad was stunned again, he didn't even know what he was talking about.

"Maybe."

"Fissia and I have talked a lot these past two days. She must not have told you about the parent meeting at the school." Abt said, "It's really interesting. She always told you about such things before."

Brad smiled wryly, he could see how much Brad Joy and his sister talked about in the past.

"Maybe you can be her parent." Abbot raised his eyebrows.

Brad was startled: "What? Me?"

Abbott pointed to his plaster cast: "I can't go, can I?"

"But... I don't think she would like me to go." Brad said disappointedly, "We haven't had a good time getting along recently."

Abt smiled: "Silly boy, she just needs you. Go ahead, she will be happy to see you. She is dissatisfied with you just because she wants to rely on you. How come after so many years, brother still doesn't Have a little experience?"

Brad rubbed his nose and smiled bitterly. In fact, his brother had only been in office for less than a week.

On this day, Brad stayed in the ward all day.He felt more and more today that a father is far more than just giving you family affection. A father means more.Sometimes it is a spiritual sanctuary when you are hurt, and sometimes it can be a guiding light when you are lost.

This is something he never had in the past, and it made him cherish this fatherly love even more.

Obaday Stein was in his office, standing in front of the man in the purple cloak.

"When you gave me the jammer, you expected this scud to come back for me, right?" Obaday said reproachfully.Of course, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous because of the opponent's unfathomable strength.

"Yes." The voice was still low and hoarse, menacing.

Obaday said angrily: "Then you never reminded me! This guy may rush into my office or my home at any time. I have no way to resist this guy. I won't even know how he died at that time." !"

The fiery red eyes of the man in the cloak projected terrifying pressure from the shadows under the cloak: "Don't question me!"

Obaday trembled, and although he was very reluctant, he also lowered his posture: "Then what should I do? I won't be here foolishly waiting for him to kill me. I need some practical means. Maybe the sonic device You can interfere with him, but if he suddenly breaks into my residence without leaving a chance to speak, my life is still in his pocket."

The cloaked man snorted, "Then you can rest assured. It won't happen."

Obaday didn't trust the empty words, he cared only for the actual safety of his own head.But thinking of the aura that this guy had infiltrated when he said "Don't question me" just now, he still shut his mouth obediently, and felt even more uneasy.

(End of this chapter)