My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

Washington, a bustling area near a high school.

People on the street went to and from get off work as usual.

At this moment, some pedestrians seemed to notice something, stopped and stared blankly at one spot.

All I saw was...

The flower shop with the "Temporarily Closed" sign had been closed for three whole years. The shop door was covered in dust and cobwebs, looking like a flower shop abandoned by the city.

Bathed in the glow of the setting sun, the withered vines hanging on the doorway unexpectedly sprouted tender, vibrant green buds...

Three years ago, the vines withered and died overnight, but on this day, three years later, they suddenly came back to life.

Weird.

……

Beyond the universe.

Whoosh!

On the summit of the snow-capped mountain, the wind and snow never cease.

The tattered black cloak fluttered in the cold wind.

The Red Skull, who was transported here by the Cosmic Cube during World War II and became the guardian of the Soul Gem, sits atop the snow-capped mountain, staff in hand, as always.

The red skull looked up at the snow-covered sky, then glanced down at the silent altar valley below, its terrifying skull face momentarily dazed.

After three years, I seemed to have gotten used to that voice.

Suddenly, that kid left, and I really feel a bit out of sorts... It's definitely not because I'm lonely or anything!

Red Skull shook his head, dismissing the chaotic thoughts.

He looked down to the side and found that the teddy bear that had been placed there was gone, leaving only a shallow dent of the teddy bear in the snow.

The Red Skull turned around in surprise.

It can be seen not far from the summit of the snow-capped mountain.

A gothic woman held a small black parasol in her left hand and a teddy bear in her right. The bear swayed back and forth with her arm and quickly disappeared into the snowstorm with each step.

……

into the night.

Washington, D.C., suburban villa.

On the second floor, the door of the vibranium cabinet was open.

A girl with crimson hair, dressed in a maid outfit, walked into the room.

Wanda neatly folded the washed clothes, which still smelled of laundry detergent, and put them into the closet one by one.

Followed by.

The girl began wiping the tables and chairs, then swept and mopped the floor, making the already clean room look brand new, without a speck of dust.

Wanda thoroughly enjoyed the process. After finishing all the tedious housework in the room, looking at the boy lying on the bed, a pleasant smile would naturally appear on her lips.

Good night, young master.

Wanda spoke softly, and as she was about to leave the room, she suddenly stopped.

Looking back at the boy on the bed, with his black hair on his brow, Wanda clenched her right fist and covered her chest with her small hand, while her left hand gently touched her lips. She had already instinctively taken a step closer to the bedside.

She braced herself on the bed with her hands, her petite upper body leaning forward slightly, her crimson hair cascading down and gently resting on the boy's neck...

When her nose almost touched the boy's.

Wanda's movement of leaning down to get closer came to an abrupt halt. Her face was pale, and she quickly stood up and moved away from the boy's body as if startled.

It's incredibly derelict of her duty for a maid to do something like this while her mistress is away.

"Yes, I just miss Young Master too much, that's not it..."

Wanda, her eyes slightly red, turned and walked towards the room door.

And at the very moment she turned around.

Om-!

A blue light pierced through the shirt and blanket, emerging as a blue mist quietly enveloped the boy's body.

Wanda was walking towards the door of the vibranium cabinet when she suddenly heard a sound coming from behind her, from the room that had been quiet for three years, as if the blankets were being pulled back.

How is this possible...?

Wanda was jolted, and her heart felt like it had stopped for a moment!

The scarlet maid turned around in a daze and saw the boy sitting up halfway on the bed, rubbing his sleepy eyes and stretching his stiff waist.

Just like three years ago...

Wanda's bright, jewel-like eyes widened, her pupils reflecting the moving black-haired boy. For a moment, she wondered if she was dreaming, after all, she had dreamed this kind of dream far too often!

"Wanda, I'm so hungry, can I get something to eat?"

Sitting up in bed, the black-haired boy covered his mouth and yawned, muttering something under his breath.

Wanda paused for a moment, then suddenly ran forward, her lace headscarf falling off in the air as her petite body nestled into the boy's arms.

Completely unlike the domineering and cold-blooded powerful maid she was a few days ago when facing the intruders, she now resembled a frail little girl rescued from the ruins of New York.

The scarlet maid could no longer control her emotions. She buried her face in the boy's arms and sobbed, her little hands gripping his clothes tightly, as if she would never let go again.

"Okay, I'm perfectly fine now."

hope Nian's pale face disappeared, revealing a bright smile. He embraced the soft, doll-like body with one hand, and naturally rubbed the smooth, silky hair with the other.

Ah, this is the feeling I haven't had in so long—

For three years, I stared at Red Skull's bald head almost every day, feeling suffocated.

As for my older sister, I can't touch her...

Xinian truly felt as if he had been reborn.

It feels so good to be home.

hope Nian let out a long sigh.

"Waaah! Young master, you bad guy, you said you wouldn't leave me!" Wanda sobbed.

"It was my fault. I will never leave you again, I promise."

Xinian held Wanda tightly in his arms. He suddenly froze, looking down at Wanda in his arms, repeatedly checking her body: "Wanda, how come you... haven't grown up?!"

It's one thing that he's been lying there like a corpse for three years without any change.

Wanda, the Scarlet Maid, remains unchanged.

Her delicate, youthful face, petite figure, and even her waist-length crimson hair are exactly the same as they were three years ago!

"I-I don't know either."

Wanda raised her tear-streaked face, bit her lip, and said, "My body stopped developing three years ago."

Wanda's words were like a guiding thread that set things on track.

hope Nian felt a sudden pain in his brain, which made him gasp.

Because his body had retained its functions, his spider-sense continuously collected information from the outside world, just like an account that had been offline for three years and had finally logged back in successfully, with all the information flooding into his brain at this moment!

So much information, so vast and detailed.

Fortunately, over the past three years, Xinian's soul has been constantly tempered and nourished, making his spirit much more stable. If it were someone else, their mind would probably have collapsed!

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Wanda noticed Xinian's unusual behavior and hurriedly asked.

"It's nothing." hope Nian covered his forehead, gradually regaining his senses, his expression full of complex emotions.

So much has happened in the three years since he died...

Also, it would have been better if he could have been resurrected two days earlier; now some things are already too late.

We can only deal with and make amends one thing at a time.

At this moment, the most urgent task is—

“Wanda, my aunt…” Xinian began.

Wanda understood his thoughts, wiped away her tears, and quickly replied, "Miss Diana, I'll be back later tonight because of a company dinner."

Xinian immediately stood up, his bare feet landing directly on the floor.

"Wanda, I need to change my clothes and go out for a bit," Xinian said with a smile.

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

“Okay, I’ll get ready right away!” Wanda nodded quickly.

“Alice.” Xinian looked at the phone placed on the bedside table.

The phone screen lit up white, and a pleasant female AI voice sounded:

"Master, welcome back!"

Chapter 321, A Date Three Years Late

night.

Inside a bar in Washington, D.C.

The hall was filled with energetic and dynamic DJ music, and men and women danced together under the bright lights, as if trying to throw away all the troubles of the day.

A group of about twenty people arrived at the two or three tables that had been reserved. The men were dressed as gentlemen, and the women wore brightly colored dresses. Their faces were filled with relaxed and happy smiles.

"It's been a long time since the company had a dinner together."

"Whoever picked this place, it's really... nice." Some young men unconsciously glanced at the women with bare chests and legs.