Naruto from the movie world

For Logan, the most important thing is to make Jimmy settle down, but doing black boxing can't be considered work, so of course Logan and Jimmy went to a pizza shop to work as delivery waiters.

The sun shines down, and Jimmy's white short sleeves are covered with soft sunshine. Jimmy's clothes and shoes are all pure white. Jimmy is holding a serving tray in his hand, and his golden hair is as soft as the sunshine.

"Ding Dong"

"Hey, is anyone here? Is it Warren Worthington? The takeout you ordered has arrived."

A trembling voice came from the door: "Okay, okay, I'll open the door right away."

After a while, a young man came out of the room. He looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, with short golden hair, a slightly furrowed brow, and a lingering melancholy in his amber eyes. Combined with his facial features, he looked Like the aristocratic boy described by European medieval painters. But the strange thing was that he was topless and only wore a pair of pants. For some reason, Jimmy always felt like he had seen him before.

"You'd better wear a top or you'll catch a cold." Jimmy felt that the other person was going to explode with joy, but he still suggested it kindly.

"No, me"

"Jimmy, it's next time."

"Okay." Jimmy turned around and responded, then turned to the boy and smiled, "Please eat it while it's hot. I wish you a pleasant meal. Welcome to order next time."

The young man closed the door and returned to the hall to sit down. The shoulder blades on his back felt itchy and painful, as if they were being pushed out. The pain made him fall off the sofa and cross his hands to hold his shoulders. It was a long time before the overwhelming changes stopped.

The boy's shadow was reflected on the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and a pair of wings on his back could be clearly seen above. That's right, it's a pair of wings, feathery, white wings. Wings that cannot be completely hidden even if he folds them behind his back.

The thick window blocked his contact with the outside world, and the boy fell from heaven to hell in an instant

Time is like fine sand in the hand, fleeting and never leaving any mark on people.

However, it is obvious that the boy who often ordered food has successfully left traces on the millstone of time: his ordering phone always named Jimmy to deliver food, and he never changed people. The person who delivered the most food to Jimmy was Warren Wo Hinton paused.

On this day, Jimmy went to deliver food as usual. After ringing the doorbell, it took about five or six minutes as usual before Warren belatedly opened the door. Except for the first time, he was dressed neatly and elegantly every time. Of course, he wouldn't tell Jimmy that the five or six minutes he delayed every time was the time he needed to get dressed. Warren paid attention to Jimmy and Logan, who were standing further behind, and found that they had no other takeout boxes in their hands. Warren then emboldened himself and smiled politely, "I'm sorry for bothering you so much every day. We have traveled such a long way and the sun is so bright outside, why not come in and take a rest."

Of course Logan declined.

Warren looked at Jimmy with sad eyes, "Isn't it true? Aren't we already friends? You are my first friend."

Jimmy hesitated and said to Warren: "I'm honored to be invited by you, but it's getting late."

"It's only ten minutes. Can you come in and have some ice cream?"

Jimmy gave Logan a pleading look, "Can you?"

"Okay, it's only ten minutes." Logan finally relented. Well, he didn't know what he was minding, but if it was only ten minutes, it wouldn't be anything.

Warren brought out a bunch of snacks and placed them in front of Jimmy in an almost pious manner. His intention to please could not be more obvious. Even Logan, an extremely slow man, could tell that something was wrong.

There is an objective truth: when your friends share snacks with you, you probably won't mind, but when each of these snacks is high-end and worth your monthly salary, you will definitely find it hard to swallow.

Under Warren's fiery eyes, Jimmy couldn't stand it anymore, "Can I ask where the bathroom is?"

Warren pointed Jimmy to the toilet and asked to take him there, but Jimmy quickly refused: "No, no, no, no, I can just find it myself."

Warren's eyes were glued to Jimmy. When Jimmy walked not far away, he wanted to follow him, but was stopped by Logan: "Hey, Jimmy, it's convenient, why are you following?"

Warren had no choice but to sit back, and anyone could see that he was restless. He put his hands on his legs and pointed his toes in the direction of the bathroom. He suddenly asked: "Can you tell me what he likes?"

In the flash of lightning and fire, Logan felt like he was suffering from bird flu. Thinking of Warren's look just now, Logan couldn't help but joke: "It's not he, it's she. Don't look at Jimmy dressed like a boy. Actually, Jimmy is a girl."

Warren's face turned red. "Jimmy is a girl." Jimmy looked about ten years old. It was really hard to tell whether he was a boy or a girl. Warren thought to himself: No wonder he is so cute.

Logan quickly silenced him, and like a big boy, he made a "virtual" gesture with his fingers, and whispered: "Yes, but she likes to pretend to be a boy. Remember, Jimmy is a girl .”

Warren nodded blankly, so dazed that he didn't even notice anything strange about himself.

Logan: ""

"What are you looking at"

Logan pointed stiffly at Warren's back as if he was stunned.

At this time, Jimmy also happened to open the bathroom door. If it were in the second dimension, he would definitely be able to see him and Logan turning into sculptures.

"Warren, a pair of wings grew from your back."

Jimmy's gentle words made Warren feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His whole body was chilled, and his lips were trembling, but he couldn't utter a single syllable for a long time. He arched his body and held his head. The huge white wings on his back tore apart the originally slim-fitting white shirt on his body. After the hissing sound, the two wings were hung with rags, completely showing to Jimmy and Logan. in front of my eyes.

Warren's head was already a mess at this time, and complicated and complicated thoughts were running wildly in his brain. They were rushing here and there. He tried to find the thread of his thoughts, but the result was that he became more and more confused: This is wrong, shouldn't it be? How could it be like this? Jimmy is obviously right here, next to him, why are his powers starting to take effect? ​​Could it be that he had been thinking wrong before? What is going on?

Warren didn't know that at this time, the afternoon lemonade-colored sunlight shone in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, dyeing the pair of white wings folded behind his back into gold. The windows became photo frames, and the metallic city blurred into cold tones. And the magnificent background picture, angels appear on the paper.

Jimmy was completely dumbfounded, and after a while he murmured blankly: "So, so beautiful."

Warren didn't expect such a response. He slowly raised his head from his chest, with panic still remaining in his caramel-colored eyes.

"W-What did you say?"

Jimmy's praise couldn't be more intense, like a believer who witnessed a miracle, his cheeks were flushed with excitement, and his eyes were bright: "I said you are so beautiful Warren, your wings are so beautiful, and now you look like an angel, so beautiful "As he said this, he wanted to go over and touch it. As soon as he moved his feet, he remembered his weird power, so he had to stand there, not daring to get close.

Logan was not as excited as Jimmy. This time he was rarely reliable. He raised his eyebrows and asked Warren: "It seems that you are a mutant."

The two people's neutral and normal attitudes, which showed no fear or disgust, greatly comforted Warren. He calmed down and nodded, "Yes, I am a mutant."

Having said this, he paused for a moment and cast his confused eyes on Jimmy, "I thought Jimmy was also a mutant."

Jimmy didn't dare to look into Logan's eyes and avoided his gaze.

"I thought so." Warren tried his best to sort out the messy thoughts and make his words less incoherent. He rubbed his face, and a few stray strands of golden hair rubbed his snow-white cheeks. He put two The fingers of his hand were clasped and placed on his knees, "One day last year, I found that my wings were missing. I wonder if you remember that day when Jimmy came here to deliver food for the first time."

"Then my wings reappeared after you walked away." As if the emotions at that time were poured into his brain again, Warren's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed the fear, "I thought about it for a long time, and finally focused on you. . Next thing you should know, I will order food from your store for breakfast, lunch and dinner, waiting for you to show up again. I slowly confirmed this: when Jimmy approached me, my mutant characteristics disappeared. "

"I've always thought so, but why just now?"