West's Summer [Comprehensive English and American]

He knew he was dreaming now.

Running through the long, wet corridor, the rocks on both sides are rough polished, and the melted snow of the Alps is constantly oozing out.He was panting, his throat so dry that it was almost choked, the empty and lonely shadow flashed by under the dim light, and occasionally he could hear one or two roars of the underground river flowing.

He kept running step by step, running, always throwing off the huge shadow that was constantly following behind him.Like the mouth of a devouring monster, as long as it pauses for a moment, it will be swallowed into the eternal darkness.

There seemed to be a hollow sound of wind coming from ahead, revealing a light or two that made people almost cry.His spirit was lifted suddenly, and he ran towards the exit desperately, trying to escape this depressing fate that was almost desperate.

However, when he finally stumbled and found the lighted road, and he could obtain eternal liberation at the next corner, he saw a thin blond figure standing against the light, with long metal wings spread out behind her, his gaze Sharp and contemptuous, like a king overlooking all beings from above.

"Where are you going, West?"

She seemed to open her mouth like this, and her voice was drowned in the roar of the sharp blade piercing through the air.Numerous metal feathers whizzed from behind her, together with the sunlight that could be touched by reaching out, pierced deeply into every beating corner of the blood bone.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere.

"!!!!!!"

Su Er woke up with a start, the bed under her body creaked because of the sudden movement.West looked at the boundless darkness in front of him, and was stunned for a long time before finally realizing that he had just woken up from another similar nightmare.

Stretching out his hand, he fumbled for the water glass on the bedside with difficulty, but knocked it to the ground due to unstoppable trembling, making a crisp cracking sound.

...Maybe I need to learn how a blind man should live.

The fingertips curled up in reflex for a moment, pressing pale and small dents on the palm.West thought so, a slight wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Adelaide's deprivation of the five senses is truly an unrivaled ability.It doesn't act on physics and destroy people's vision by destructive means, but is rooted in the depths of consciousness like a psychological suggestion, making people unable to escape the fate of blindness even if they are unharmed—his spiritual ability Far less powerful than that girl, this suggestion cannot be eradicated through self-hypnosis. Therefore, unless Adelaide dies, or someone with stronger spiritual power than her helps, he will always wander in a world without light, Can never be freed.

not to mention……

"Here."

In the silence of the room, a deep male voice suddenly sounded.Immediately, something cold was lightly touched on the back of the hand and it was gone.West froze for a moment, turned his head towards the source of the voice, and felt his palm being stuffed into a full water glass at the same time.

"Thank you, Bond."

It was easy to identify the comer from the brain waves.The young man nodded his thanks, took a few sips from the cup, and finally felt that his throat, which had been burning since waking up, felt better.

"You've been asleep for two days, cat."

Standing by the bed, quietly watching West groping to put the quilt back on the bed, 007 carefully observed every trace of emotion on his face, and asked almost cautiously: "Do you need anything else?"

As he expected.The young man just shook his head, then lowered his eyes, his brows were filled with an indifference as silent as ice and snow.

Knowing that he is not feeling well now, but there is nothing he can do to help, 007 can only sigh helplessly:

"You really don't need me to contact that Mr. Lanshere or Professor X for you?"

He knew that West had no relatives in the UK, and it would not be good for him to stay alone in the medical department of mi6.Regardless of the issue of blindness, or what he heard intermittently at that time, about the boy's own grievances and inner pain, what he needs most now is the care of his relatives and friends, instead of still standing in loneliness and hatred Among them, curled up in an empty corner and waited for the wound to heal.

Thinking about it this way, he even decided that if the boy refused again, he would collude with Q and secretly tell them the news to everyone related to West that they could contact.But what Bond didn't talk about was that after a long and depressing silence, West suddenly laughed softly, and his out-of-focus eyes were scattered in the direction of 007 again, and he could vaguely see how he once was. A shadow as bright and gentle as a breeze.

"You know, because I'm deprived of vision and can't use my eyes to observe, I may be more... sensitive to the brain waves of people around me now than usual."

Pale fingertips lightly tapped on the forehead, West 'looked' at Bond who was still unaware, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help raising a small arc:

"So, you can 'hear'... what do you want to do with Q? Including complaining from the beginning because you didn't listen to the command, and ended up sleeping on the quartermaster's sofa for several days?"

"..."

Finally, he heard that this guy was actually teasing himself.Mr. 007, who had been driven to the study room by the angry Q and the two cats for several days in a row, touched his nose in embarrassment, coughed, and tried to cover up the slight embarrassment on his face.

And soon, he realized that the boy in front of him couldn't see it now, and he didn't need to do it at all.

"I'm not as strong as I am, but I'm not as fragile as you think, Bond."

The late spring wind blows slowly through the open window, wrapping around his fingers.Feeling the lingering warmth of the sun scattered in the air, West spread out his right hand, allowing the frozen fragments of light to slowly fall into his palm.It seems that in this way, it can warm every corner of the blood that is frozen by the cold, and heal every scar on the heart that has been scratched more than once.

He turned his head and smiled slightly:

"Of course, if you must think that I need help now, you might as well make a call for me... After all, the only thing I can think of now is him."

"Who?" 007 raised his eyebrows.

"Stark, Iron Man—Tony Stark."

……

Accompanied by the unique roar of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Quin-jet fighter.After a slight turbulence, the transport aircraft that flew from the other side of the ocean landed on the apron on the roof of the Avengers Building, and folded the wings from the middle while landing to reduce the footprint.

The belly hatch opened slowly, and the wind blowing in carried the smell of reinforced concrete unique to New York.West let go of the handrail he was holding tightly, took a deep breath, avoided obstacles by relying on the feedback from the surrounding airflow, and walked down the gangway alone.

"Hey, my friend!! Tony asked me to pick you up, why did you come down by yourself?!"

As soon as he stood still on the tarmac, before he could find out which direction the entrance was, a hearty laugh sounded in his ears first.Immediately, I felt my body fall into a rather strong embrace.West smiled, and patted Thor's hard biceps helplessly. It was easy to feel from the big man's brainwaves that he was happy without any pretense, and...anxiety.

"I'm fine, Thor." Of course, he understood that Tony was worried about him being alone, even if he was guided by Jarvis everywhere in the building, he was afraid that he would lose his way because he couldn't see, West rarely raised the corner of his mouth sincerely.

"Why is it all right? Is it all right if you can't see your eyes?"

He patted the young man on the shoulder so hard that he almost fell to the ground.Thor frowned in disapproval, handed the hem of his clothes to West, and slowed down to lead him towards the entrance of the rooftop:

"You don't know how scared we were when you called. Tony originally wanted to pick you up in person, but because he couldn't get away from here, so...you know he doesn't like the profession of secret agent very much. , whether it’s S.H.I.E.L.D. or that mi6.”

"I can understand."

Xin said that he was just blind and not amnesiac, and he knew how to walk without pulling the hem of his clothes.West rubbed his nose, but accepted his companion's kindness, and followed him into the elevator step by step: "However, you said that Tony really can't get away... Is the situation here not very optimistic?"

"Anyway, it won't be too easy. After all, Hydra is very difficult to deal with, and they have the bionic soldiers provided by Dr. Yi. Sometimes it is really tricky... But, it is always better than you."

Looking at the boy's eyes that were once blue as jewels but now empty and gray, Thor sighed heavily, and began to regret leaving him alone in England to deal with those reformed people—as for why he said "also", I still don't understand. It wasn't because after hanging up the phone in the morning, that guy Stark couldn't help but smashed the laboratory once.

"Ding--"

Before West asked any more detailed questions, the elevator they took had already arrived at their destination.Walk into Tony's studio with Thor, because it can only be judged from the brainwaves that Stark is indeed behind his laboratory table and cannot see his expression. Naturally, West will not know, watching him hold Thor The corner of the clothes walked slowly, what kind of complicated expression appeared on the face of Iron Man, who had always been independent, as if he was choked.

"Tony, someone brought it here for you. There is still something to do at God's Domain, so I'll take a step first."

In the end, he heartily gave the boy a bear hug. Thor nodded to Iron Man, who said he knew it, and said happily:

"Wei, don't worry too much about your eyes. If there is no other way in the end, I can take you back to Asgard for treatment, and I will definitely let you see again!"

"...Thank you." After being strangled by Thor's terrifying strength for a long time, West moved his shoulders with difficulty, and sincerely thanked Thor who had gone nowhere.

"If you have no choice in the end, that is indeed a way...if you are not afraid of being put to death by those so-called 'gods'."

Fiddling with his gadgets in his hand, Tony's eyes were bruised from working for more than a dozen hours, without looking up, he motioned for West to sit on the sofa, as if he hadn't thought that he was blind now, and he couldn't see the sofa at all. Where.

"it is good."

Although you can't see it, you can tell which direction of the room there is something from the flow of airflow.He remembered that the experimental table and the sofa in Tony's studio were always close together. Since Tony's brainwaves were now stuck behind one of the larger objects, the smaller one next to it should be the sofa he was looking for. Bar?

With that in mind, he stepped forward without hesitation.When West felt the soft fabric under his palm, he knew he had guessed correctly.

"interesting."

Just as West nodded and was about to find a suitable place to sit down.At some point, Tony, who was walking behind him, made a sudden noise, which made him turn around suddenly in fright, and almost bumped into Stark in such a mess.

"You can tell from the brain waves that I am the only one in the studio, and you can tell where the sofa is placed from the airflow, but you can't find me walking behind you at the same time? Has your mental power been compromised?"

He grabbed the boy by the arm and pushed him into the sofa.Tony propped his hands on the backrest, looking down at West, who looked down from a height, and there seemed to be something flashing in his eyes:

"Jarvis told me just now that your eyes were not damaged by any external force. You should have been blinded by a mental attack such as psychological suggestion. Then, tell me, Wei... a mutant trapped by psychic abilities, Knowing that his adoptive father can solve this hint for him, why don't you just go home and ask for help, instead you come to the Avengers Building, which can't help you?"

"..."

He was a little dazed by Tony's series of direct questioning.West rubbed his throbbing forehead, just about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by a loud bell.

"Hang me up, Jarvis."

Without raising his head or asking who was calling, the brown-haired boy spoke without hesitation.And it seems that there have been many such scenes along the way, and the intelligent AI didn't say anything, but just silently listened to Mr. Xavier's instructions.Soon, the mobile phone that had been cut off from communication was quiet again, and was randomly thrown on the low table by the owner.

"Who called you?"

Without waiting for consent, he picked up West's cell phone.Looking at the fourteen missed calls from Charles Xavier, Tony stared in disbelief. He really didn't know whether he should complain about how dare this guy hang up on his father's phone, or whether Professor X would use his mobile phone to find his son. Not directly on cereboro:

"...Wei, has your rebellious period come yet?"

"Although I can't see it now, I can also break your jaw with my bare hands."

He took out a few crumpled pieces of paper from his pocket, and he could vaguely tell from the yellowed edges that it had been a few years old.West languidly huddled on the sofa, waved his hand at Iron Man, and signaled him to come and see for himself.

"Didn't you ask me why I didn't go home? That's the reason, Tony...Maybe, we can also talk about it. Did you discover something at that time, so you must go to the Oxford Department of Biology to find Eliezer?" Letters?"