I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

Chapter 305 The Wind Rises

There are too many troubles on earth, and even more attractive things.

Scattered flowers are becoming more attractive to the eyes. In a money society that looks forward, stargazing cannot bring benefits, let alone space travel that is out of reach.

It is extremely difficult to carry people to Mars now, and it is destined to take a long way, and at the same time, it is destined to cost an astronomical sum.

Space travel is doomed to see no reliable returns for a period of time in the future. In the capitalist society, everything is based on money, and there is no project that returns funds in a short time. They will not do such a thing.

But there are some things that can't be regarded as nothing if they don't do it.

In this world, if they don't look for the stars, the stars will come to them. If they don't advance, they will retreat. If they don't develop, they will wait to be beaten every day.

Somebody has to make some changes.

First of all, this change is in the concept of ordinary people.

The nebula, the voice of the stars, is waiting for the earth's response.

The waiter brought two glasses of wine, and Edward took them lightly without disturbing Emma.

Suddenly, Edward wrinkled his nose and sensed something was wrong.

There is a problem with wine.

Is it still here?Edward sighed, but he still came to this point, and then he smiled indifferently.

When the wind blows, you have to make a statement whether you want to help shelter from the wind and rain.

As for the possibility of being caught in the storm once you express your opinion.

Would Edward care?
Seeing that Emma was in a daze, Edward took the wine glass and walked towards Qin Grey's table, which was always behind and had no contact with them.

I wanted to make fun of it, but seeing Edward's nervous face, Qin Grey couldn't help asking, "What's wrong, Ed?"

"Ms. Qin, there seems to be something in the wine." Edward put the wine glass on the table.

Qin was taken aback, and Scott next to him went up to smell it, his face changed drastically, and he raised his head suddenly, "Ecstasy?"

"I don't know, I just feel that the smell is not right." Edward frowned, took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call, but was stopped by Cyclops.

"Leave it to us," Cyclops said, standing up.

"it is good."

Edward didn't rush back to the table, but just clenched his fists.

Unexpectedly, it still happened.

But in the end, that's what he came for.

Fighting, club voting, and business wars are just children's play games. Edward's yawning is not meant to be a mockery, but because he is really not interested.

In the end, he was entrusted by others.

Of course he knows who did it, there are mirror beasts following the mirror world, looking for abnormalities around it!
Even though he has put all the momentum on himself and minimized Emma's sense of presence, has Adrienne noticed it?

Is it a variable of my own making?

No, it shouldn't be so. Emma's role in the incident is more like being used by Edward. Emma wants to help but is stopped by him. On the whole, Emma still maintains her usual state, and Going in the direction she envisioned...

"Boss, the avoidant is talking to Adrienne personally. I just asked about it. This attack was planned before, and it was not affected by this accident." Lan Ling said.

"Is that so? Then follow up with him, hoping to cover it up." Edward glanced around, as if looking for someone, but he couldn't find it after searching around, but he didn't care, and returned to his position as if nothing happened.

Emma was still looking out the window, and said softly without looking back, "Is there a problem with the wine?"

Edward smiled back, "Why do you ask that?"

Emma turned her head back, "Could it be that you still went to toast? Ms. Qin's face and hurried steps can't be hidden."

"Oh, you think too much."

Among the crowd, Qin Grey sighed and made a call.

-

that night.

In the car of Psylocke, he was sent back to Frost Manor.

It was late at night, and the moon was shining brightly. The shadows of the trees in the garden were stretched and extended, intersecting with each other. In the darkness, there seemed to be some kind of evil beast.

Emma walked among them, reminiscing about what happened at the banquet before.

Walking to the castle, seeing the bright lights inside, Emma raised her heart.

She was about to push the door when it suddenly opened.

"Emma Frost!! Didn't I fucking ban you from those stupid balls! Not only did you disobey my orders, you got involved in a stupid fight and lost the fuck!"

Winston Frost was roaring furiously like a very angry old lion.

"how do you……"

Suddenly realized that this question was too stupid, how could he not know about such a big commotion?

"Who gave the invitation! Who asked you to attend!"

"No, this is my own idea. Last time you said that I can go to the prom if I get good grades! I'm just fulfilling my due authority!" Emma said stubbornly, although the relationship with Adrienne is not Okay, but she's not one to turn heads either.

"What you should do now is to study instead of going to that stupid ball! I said that if you dissatisfy me at Xavier Gifted School, you will go back to Snow Valley Girls School!" Winston hated iron but steel the way.

"You can't do this!" Emma tightened her silver suit and wanted to argue, suddenly realized something, she was not staying, ran to the side of the stairs, went upstairs to the bedroom, covered her cheeks with her hands, to cover up the blush .

How did I wear his clothes back?

Wait, what is this... what sound?Emma's head suddenly tingled again.

It seems that I can hear something...

Winston looked at the stairs and was silent.

"Emma is still an adolescent girl, you can't take away all her adolescent happiness, can you, father."

Christian walked over quickly when he heard the movement, with short blond hair, a simple black vest and brown trousers, full of masculinity, and a string of necklaces on his wrist.

Hearing the voice coming over, I found that it was still an old-fashioned topic.

"Kristan."

"Don't look at me like that, Father, Emma needs to socialize with her classmates at school, or live directly at school, so that she can spend the rest of her time studying."

"It's okay now, in the car, on the way back."

Winston replied coldly, and left here.

Christan sighed, and it was useless to say anything.

Christian turned and walked upstairs to the room.

In the common study upstairs.

Emma sat cross-legged on the sofa, and the ability to hear words disappeared again, but the headache was still there. Emma tried her best to hide the headache, so she didn't dare to look directly at Christan.

Who will tell her that the picture of Christan with a certain man just now is her hallucination or something? !

"He can't be like this, this is not the puberty a girl should have, it's not fair."

"Your grades are much better this term, and you did well at the dance, so even if Winston forgot, I must say, we are proud of you, sister."

Hearing the prom, Emma's long-suppressed dissatisfaction emerged again. The tighter the control, the more rebellious psychology of hope for freedom began to appear. Because of the beauty of the prom, the previous dissatisfaction gradually rebounded.

"Thank you, but how can he do this? He can't deprive me of my freedom just because he doesn't have puberty."

"I'm trying to fight for you, but Winston refuses to speak easily." Christan shrugged helplessly.

"But I don't want to hide my true self anymore." Emma looked out the window with some stubbornness.

She likes to stand behind and be protected, but she doesn't like to be a burden and a drag.

-

Winston went back to his study, opened the diary, and wanted to write, but the pen still wouldn't go down.

I just wanted him to take over the funeral, but I didn't expect him to directly state his position.

young and frivolous...

Did I do something wrong?

Because of selfishness, innocent people are also involved

"Forehead!"

Winston in the study stood up suddenly, covering his heart with one hand, and a blood-red light emerged from his body, covering him.

But in other places, there are no abnormal energy, magic, or supernatural reactions.

(End of this chapter)