novelraw Chapter 240 Zach
Chapter 240 Zach
"I...have amnesia? I don't even remember my own name..." Harry lowered his head, with a tangled and distressed expression.She grabbed her hair tightly.
"You, are you okay?" The clone took another step forward hesitantly, she was like a phantom, as if she would evaporate if he got too close...
"It's just that I get a headache when I think about it..." She took a few breaths and said slowly.
"Then don't think about it. We...have time."
She nodded slightly, turned around, with her calves hanging down to the side of the bed, and looked up and down to observe the environment she was in. "Zach, where are we?"
Just like that, she called out his name without any qualms...
"You... aren't afraid of me?" He blurted out, and immediately regretted it, this sentence was too suspicious.
"Should I be afraid of you?" Harry blinked. "Have you kidnapped me?"
The clone trembled imperceptibly, his behavior must have been regarded as hijacking... So, she really guessed it.
"No...it's just, you're a girl, wake up, I'm the only one here, I...looks terrible."
He was incoherent to cover up, he had never said so much today in his life.
"After your analysis, it's quite reasonable. However, I'm not afraid of you," Harry thought for a while, "I... how should I put it, I think I've known you for a long time. I have a feeling that I can trust you...we knew each other, right? I mean, before I lost my memory..."
"Besides, you don't look terrible at all, don't think so." Harry stood up, approached him, raised his head and commented seriously: "From any aesthetic point of view, you look good."
She tugged at the tangled ends of her hair, "Before I go to the shower, can you tell me more about me? I want to try and see if I can remember."
"We are neighbors. Our parents are both in prison for drug use. I'm an adult. I'm 21 this year. Your mother asked me to take care of you. She doesn't trust the orphanage." Zach finished without breath Panting, this is the lie he just made up, "And you were hurt because we were avoiding the gangsters."
"Wow—that sounds wonderful, I don't even remember it at all," Harry patted his arm, "it must be hard to take care of me, thank you, Zach." She walked around him and started to walk to the bathroom. go.
Harley actually believed the nonsensical script he wrote in seconds?It seems... She really has some kind of natural trust in this face.
He was tormented by bitterness and jealousy besides Xin Yizhong's happiness.
The only thing here in the base is the male assassin's change of clothes - because it has been placed for many years, it already has a faint musty smell.
He offered to go out and buy some new ones for her, and Halle waved her hand, saying don't waste the money, considering they were "dodging gangsters".
She washed the clothes she had changed, and changed into a musty men's shirt without paying attention. She said it was just a makeshift, and it would be fine when her own clothes were dry.
The clothes of the male assassins were too loose, and the shirts could be worn directly by her as skirts.
"I feel... like I've worn boys' clothes for years," Harley said to the clone, using another shirt that served as a towel to soak up water from her hair.
The clone Z who just became "Zack" certainly didn't have the opportunity to know about Harley's childhood before the age of 8, so he naturally mistook that Harley was talking about her life at Wayne's house...
Damian Wayne, what's wrong with this guy, he doesn't give Harry clothes to wear, and only let her wear his baggy shirt every day?
Well, although this is indeed kind of lazy and cute...
So his gene donor was a pervert?Zack the clone was lost in thought.
Oh... Zach suddenly realized, could it be... "Afterwards" he dressed like this?
Gosh, he couldn't be more jealous.
Harley must not have dealt with Damien Wayne with fear and trembling...
He suddenly wanted to know what she would look like under Damian...
"Do you... remember Damian Wayne?" He asked casually, pretending not to care.
"Who?"
Although she said so, she stopped wiping her hair.
"...I can't remember, but, it feels familiar. Do we know him?"
"It's just...an acquaintance." Zach murmured guiltily.
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"oh—my—god, this is delicious!"
Once again, Harley expresses her heartfelt emotion over a slice of pizza, all the while eating it all over her face.
Zach frowned and looked at Harry who was wolfing down on the other side of the small table, "Eat slowly and drink water." He pushed a cup over.
Halle's behavior confuses Zach.The Wayne family couldn't afford a pizza, let alone make her hungry, and she felt the same way when she ate a burger, as if she hadn't eaten for a long time.
Harry picked up the cup and took a sip, smiled sheepishly, and swallowed more slowly.
"...I may have thought of something, but the specific image didn't emerge, only a sense of hunger," Harry said distressedly: "Then... I got a headache."
"Did I eat like this before?" She raised her head and shrank her shoulders, "You must be bored to death by me."
"Of course... no." Zach said ambiguously, without explaining whether the "no" meant that Harley hadn't eaten like this before, or whether he wasn't annoyed by her.
Of course he wouldn't be bothered by her.It's just that he didn't know how Harry used to eat.
If he hadn't been confident enough about Damian Wayne's feelings for Halle, he would have visited the donor in person to investigate exactly where Halle starved.
The girl has been "locked" by him at the base for nearly two weeks, and she will clean it carefully when he goes out to investigate the situation.Now, the once dilapidated base feels more and more like a home.
For example, the metal table used as a dining table by the two of them, Zach did not tell Harry that this table was actually used as a torture device in the simple cell of the base...
If it weren't for the threat of the League of Assassins hanging over his head, he would have lived here with Harley...
"Why don't you ask me...why don't you let me go out."
"You mentioned fighting, didn't you? Maybe there is still danger outside?" The clear green eyes looked at him calmly, with only trust and dependence in them, "I believe in you." She said.
Zach suddenly didn't dare to look directly into these eyes. The trust and dependence in the green were like sharp arrows, piercing his vulnerable disguise and revealing his ugliness and sin.
"You said you had a headache just now." He bit his lower lip and changed the subject, "I should call a doctor for you."
As for asking the doctor to come over, will there be any danger of leaking the news?Don't be afraid, just kill it where Harley can't see it after it's done.
"No, I'm fine. It's normal to have a headache. I've been having it for the past two weeks. It's actually been better in the last few days. I don't want you to worry."
Harry stood up from the small table and packed the pizza carton.This is her new rule. Littering is not allowed in the base, and it must be thrown into a trash can that she dug out, and then Zach will take it out.
And this metal bucket, which Harry used as a trash can, was used to hold blood and organs in the cell... Of course, Zach would never tell Harry about this detail.
He saw her sway slightly forward.
Zach jumped up from his chair—never minding that he knocked over the table—and scrambled to catch her as she wobbled.
This is the first physical contact between the two.
Instead, Zach let go of her first out of guilt.
"You need to see a doctor, the sooner the better."
Harry nodded weakly.
Looking at the girl's sweaty forehead and pale lips, he said sadly, "It's my fault that you haven't received the necessary treatment since you were injured."
Harry waved his hand, "It's not your fault...our situation is special, special."
Zach closed his eyes, he really... couldn't lie to her anymore.
The question is, is the doctor he hired good enough?Even if it is good enough, the diagnosis of modern medicine relies more and more on advanced equipment, but it is impossible for him to get large-scale equipment...
For example, MRI is a necessary tool for the diagnosis of brain trauma. No matter how many people commit suicide, it is difficult to get one.
The larger and more advanced medical institutions, of course, have the most advanced equipment, but...he knew that as soon as he and Harley appeared, Batman would locate them in the next second.
He had delayed her treatment for two weeks, and he was the most selfish and meanest person in the world.
He had her for two weeks, and that was enough.