West's Summer [Comprehensive English and American]

Not sure how many times he and Merlin tossed and turned on the bed.When the morning light was twilight and the short night was about to pass, West vaguely felt that someone was hugging him from behind, and the cold body temperature wrapped tightly around every inch of his skin, as if to burn him into ashes The scorching heat faded away, and he was willing to fall into a deep sleep so comfortably that he would never wake up again.

He is so tired.My mind is swollen, my limbs are limp, and my body seems to be tied to a huge boulder.This death-like burnout almost took away all of West's sanity, and he was so drowsy that Merlin didn't even notice when he got up and went out.

In fact, after traveling thousands of miles for nearly a week, having several encounters with reformed people, and suffering some minor injuries, Hermit-sama's physical strength was already in a state of extreme deficit.Coupled with the fact that he had sex with his boyfriend all night under extreme agitation, even a mutant, under such circumstances, fell ill unsurprisingly.

"Also, don't you know how to clean up after doing this kind of thing?!"

Called to the room by Merlin in a hurry, he understood what happened at first sight.Gaius carefully checked West, who was still suffering from a high fever, then turned around and took the broom to drive the teacher down the stairs:

"...Even the wounds are open, how long have you been doing this, you little bastard?! How can his body withstand such abuse by you!!"

"...I know I was wrong! Gaius, you asked me to see Serena..."

"What are you looking at? See how uncomfortable he is now?! Tell you, I won't allow you to enter the room until West's fever subsides!"

"... Gaius!!"

Koko deserves it.

Although he was burning faintly, he also heard every word of how the old doctor taught Merlin.West, who was really tossed miserably, gloated and pulled up the quilt, huddled himself into a ball, and enjoyed the treatment of stretching out his hands to eat and opening his mouth without any burden.

And after repeatedly promising Gaius not to touch a single finger of the young man until he recovered from his illness, Merlin, who was finally let go, walked into the door dejectedly, and looked at West, who was curled up on the bed in an extremely bad mood, and his heart began to feel a little bit regret.

"Sorry, it's my fault."

He stroked his sweat-drenched brown hair. The * teacher was lying on the side of the bed, looking at those shockingly blue eyes, and said aggrievedly: "I didn't hold back for a while... I didn't expect that your physical strength is so bad."

"..."

Did you do it on purpose? !

West had a mouthful of blood clogged in his chest, and was so stunned that he almost couldn't breathe.

"You can try it next time and see how my physical strength is."

Squeeze out such a sentence from between the teeth.The hermit who was despised by a crispy mage for his physical strength refused to accept it, and wanted to stretch out his hand to pull the mage's face, but was cut off halfway, and his right hand fell firmly into Merlin's palm.

He took the boy's hand and pressed it to his chest, letting him feel his violent and powerful heartbeat.

"You can't imagine how happy I am, Serena."

Leaning down, she gently kissed the corner of his forehead.Merlin smiled and looked at West's flushed cheeks due to the fever, and there seemed to be a sky full of stars twinkling in his eyes:

"I've been waiting, waiting for years."

"It does sound like a long time."

Only then did I realize that they still seemed to have a lot of things to discuss.West narrowed his eyes slightly, grabbed the mage's collar in this posture, and pulled him in front of him:

"By the way, Merlin, I haven't asked how old you are this year?"

Could it be that he is the same as himself, will not die or grow old, is not the reincarnation he thought at all?

"I don't remember exactly."

And Merlin's answer confirmed what the young man was thinking.A rather complicated expression appeared on his face. The mage looked at the flickering shock in Lord Hermit's eyes. Although he had a lot to say, he didn't know where to start.

In the end, he just withdrew the Occlumency and signaled West to read his memory directly.

1000 years, a little lonely, but also a little long.

……

Back then, Merlin returned to Camelot with Arthur who had been resurrected from the dead, and the whole kingdom was boiling.Although the knights suffered heavy losses in the battle of Jianlan, and even Sir Cowen was buried in the wilderness, but Morgana was removed and the Saxons were driven away. From now on, the fate of Albion will be completely attributed to the British themselves, and there will be no ancient teachings. And the gods can intervene.

Magic returns, and the myth of the Eternal King is etched into the annals of history forever.The sword of victory and oath was thrown into Lake Avalon by Merlin, the sharp edge returned to its sheath, and the heroic soul also returned to its hometown.However, when all this ended, he felt that there was something empty in his life, as if he had lost something important without knowing it. No matter what he tried to fill it, he could not fill the huge hole in his heart .

The mage knew that his memory was incomplete. Although it seemed impeccable, there were always some anomalies and paradoxes in every part of the past that he wanted to scrutinize carefully.Although Gaius would never tell him what he had lost, Arthur was uncharacteristically silent about it.But gradually, as time passed, Merlin was able to piece together a vague outline from the clues. Even if this outline was not clear enough to outline a specific image, it was used to carry the growing feelings in his heart. But it was enough to soothe his restless soul.

Later, Gaius was finally unable to withstand the erosion of the years, and passed away in No. 11 years after the Battle of Jianlan.The doctor who worked for the Camelot royal family all his life did not leave any last words, and the only trace of regret was well hidden in those eyes that were gradually extinguished.After all, he will never be able to see his 'little son' again in this life, and he will take this secret into the grave forever, not for anything else, just because he once promised so.

It was then that Merlin discovered his last secret—his immortality.

This is not something to be happy about.At the very least, for a mage, rather than watching familiar people leave one by one, he would rather be like an ordinary person, living a short but beautiful life from prime to gray-haired .He had even decided that when the Eternal King was finally dead and Camelot no longer needed him, he would cast a spell upon himself and sleep forever in the calm waters of Avalon.However, he was changed by Arthur's frankness after drinking.

"I don't know where he went, Merlin, Gaius... Gaius won't let me tell you..."

Holding the mage's still thin shoulders, the king, who was no longer young, muttered drunkenly.This is something he would never say when he was sober, but seeing Merlin alone year after year, he must have felt sorry for him in his heart: "He saved me, and he saved you... Although you It's really cruel to forget everything, but West... if he had no other choice, he would definitely be reluctant to do it."

west.

The tip of his tongue murmured the name repeatedly, and his restless heart miraculously calmed down due to the fear of eternal loneliness.Merlin suddenly felt that maybe he could keep searching like this, no matter how long it took.Because, he can feel how important this hazy phantom occupies in his life. It is so important that even such an ordinary name is enough to support him on this journey that may never end. pursuit.

Later, a hundred years passed in a flash, the trauma and glory brought by magic were gradually covered by time, fate was endless, times changed, and most human beings no longer remembered the war years.Wizards, dragons, knights, elves...these are stories that belong to the long past, memories that have long faded.Only the ballads and poems that are still passed down orally are still recording all the eternal legends.

Times have changed, Britain has changed, and the people living in this land are no longer what they used to be. Only Merlin walks alone on this bustling planet.He began to look for the reincarnation of the Eternal King, and witnessed the birth and aging of the round table knights again and again.Arthur, Gaius, Lancelot, Gowen, Gwen...even Morgana, they lived peacefully and safely in every life. Finally, they were given the happiness they deserved. From now on, no one will be buried in the wilderness, and no one will share blood and tears to shoulder those too heavy responsibilities and burdens.

However, Merlin still couldn't find the person he was both familiar with and strange at the same time.

That mysterious boy who haunted him, but couldn't remember his past after all.

Sometimes, the mage also doubts whether this person really existed, in his best years.He even thought of Freya, the girl who made him fall in love at first sight and was willing to abandon her mission and leave with her, but perhaps West was also fascinated by him like her.But he clearly understands that as time goes by, Freya will be the warmest and most beautiful part of his life, and the latter seems to be integrated into his life, even if he doesn't remember his appearance or voice, Still stubbornly refusing to let go, trying to meet each other again in endless time.

He seems to have become the only persistence in his endless years.But if time proves to be futile in the end, he can't wait for the person he wants to wait for at all, and Merlin doesn't know what he will do.

1000 years is really too long.

The search for the reincarnation of Arthur and others has spanned century after century, but fate has never brought him the answer he wanted.Time is endless, and the mage is still in his prime, but it is inevitable that he will feel tired.So, one day, while waiting for his friends to reincarnate again, he came to an all-night bar in Oxford. Although it was not suitable for a noisy environment, it would make him appear less lonely.

At that time, a war sweeping the entire world had just ended, and a new round of confrontation between the superpowers was climaxing again and again.This era is almost the worst that Merlin has experienced, but it is also the fastest changing.He has learned a lot in the millennium years, but he still feels unable to adapt to the pulse of this era, for example, how to reject the upright approach of the same sex in a bar.

"Hi, are you alone?"

The mage was silently staring at the margarita pushed to him by the bartender when he heard the voice between a youth and a teenager.Boys with high cheekbones who are not very popular with girls in Camelot are the targets of beauty hunters in this era. Although he doesn't like this kind of thing, but out of politeness, Merlin nodded and turned around. look away.

It was a very young man, with brown hair docilely combed back, wearing the shirt and v-neck sweater that Oxford students love most.And the most impressive thing is his shocking blue eyes, like the sea that embraces everything, it seems that just one glance can make people drunk under his unique charm.

Merlin couldn't help but froze in place.

There is no other reason, it is that this person is too consistent with the image of West in his imagination.

"I'm Charles Xavier, you can call me Charles."

Facing the sluggish gaze of the master, the young Professor X smiled.He had always been at home in a place like a bar, and seeing Merlin alone and feeling lonely, he naturally thought of flirting with him a little bit.And the other party seems to be very satisfied with his appearance, maybe he can go further and try.

and……

He tried again unwillingly, but found that he still couldn't read the other party's thoughts, and Charles' eyes lit up involuntarily.

Maybe the other party has some special ability, or maybe it's the same kind of person as him.But no matter what, it aroused his interest even more.

"I'm... Merlin."

Maybe it's because I've been alone for too long, and the pursuit of this endless road has exhausted all the energy of the mage.He replied a little tiredly. Although he did have the idea of ​​giving up, he still couldn't help but want to get closer to this person who was too similar to West in his imagination.

They talked a lot then, and most of the time Merlin just listened quietly.It has to be said that Charles is a very charming gentleman, watched intently by his pair of blue gemstone eyes, no one can escape his bewitchment.Soon, drinking cocktails one after another, the mage who has not been a good drinker since the distant Camelot era actually felt a little drunk.

And the young Professor X no longer knows where to lead the topic.

"Do you believe that there are incredible powers in this world?" Putting down his wine glass, Charles glanced at a stack of popular science magazines about hypnosis and suggestion in his hand, "It seems that you are very interested in the ability of telepathy ?”

"En." Alcohol hit the most vulnerable part of the brain, and Merlin nodded slightly.He wanted to know what he had forgotten, and how to remember the memory that had been forcibly erased.Therefore, in the twentieth century, when he comes into contact with these long-standing psychological sciences that are gradually becoming well-known to the world in the new era, he will also pay attention to some clues that may be useful, "I want to break the shackles he gave me. .”

There is a person who took away the memory of Emerys and the most inseparable part of his life.

And maybe, he didn't have to find anything.It's just an act of simply being unable to stop searching until the answer to the mystery that has lasted for thousands of years is found.

"...Maybe, I can help you."

Probably bewitched by the heavy loneliness in the boy's eyes.By the time Charles realized what he had blurted out, it was too late to take it back.

Although, he wasn't that annoyed, and was even faintly excited.It was as if he was standing in front of an iron box that had been deposited for countless centuries. No matter what secrets were hidden in it, the excitement of opening this ancient object with his own hands was enough to satisfy this proud man of heaven.

"you?"

So, facing Merlin's suspicious gaze, he announced his difference to the world without hesitation for the first time: "Yes, although you may not believe it, from the perspective of life sciences, I should be regarded as a person with special functions. mutants."

……Mutant.

There seemed to be a thunderclap in my ears, as if a long time ago, a person who couldn't see his face was sitting in his hut in Camelot, and he also uttered this term he had never heard before. .

After hesitating for a moment, he still nodded. Merlin suppressed his magic, let go of his brain, and looked at the young Charles beside him.

"Oh... that's incredible. This is the first time I've seen someone who can block my telepathy." Feeling that the brainwaves of the people around him were no longer unable to capture nothingness, Charles widened his eyes in disbelief, "You also have Superpowers?"

"Not counting." Of course it is impossible to show Charles all his memories.The millennium has given Merlin not only the vicissitudes and loneliness, but also the caution that he cannot let go at any moment, so that he will not be disturbed by various accidents before he reaches the end: "It's just... a little trick That's all."

"I don't think it's a little trick."

Stretching out his fingers to touch his temples, this familiar action made the mage feel dazed for a while.Charles sank into the consciousness that Merlin had opened up to him, and followed his lead to a door.That was the cage that West had set up for his lover on the shore of Lake Avalon. Everything about them was placed here. Even though the mage tried thousands of times to push it away, he could not shake a single bit of it.

However, this is not difficult for Charles.

There are a lot of commonalities between psychics. Although the means are not completely the same, this suggestion happens to be familiar to the young Professor X...even if he is not sure that he is really seeing this for the first time today. Boy, would he have wondered if it could have been his handwriting.Although, he still doesn't know that what he is going to liberate will be the restriction set by his adopted son in the future, and how this seemingly extraordinary and wonderful encounter tonight will affect the lives of all of them in the future.

With a sinking heart, under Merlin's gaze, he pushed open the door where all the answers were buried.

Memories flooded back.

"Tell me what you feel right now."

"Look at me, Merlin."

"Everything in the past was a big dream... Now, it's time to wake up from the dream."

"I'm very sorry……"

The beginning of the story, the end of the story, this belated memory is not very long, nor is it too thrilling.There was no vow between them, no lingering love, not even a farewell, the only light kiss that fell on the corner of the mouth, also seemed ethereal and illusory because of West's disappearance.

He lost him for 1000 years.

"Oh...I...are you okay..."

Overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment, Charles was forced to withdraw from the mage's consciousness before he could see what he had recovered for the boy.Seeing Merlin's initial stupefaction followed by silent but turbulent tears, Charles wanted to calm down, but when he saw the madness in those light gray eyes, he couldn't help but withdraw his hand.

It was the look of a wounded beast, so terrible that it should never appear on a boy who looked so young.And that look looked so vicissitudes, so vicissitudes that he didn't even have the courage to look at it again, it was endlessly sad.

He also had a hunch that at this moment, the mage's sorrow and joy were mixed, and he might not be suitable to bother.

At the end of the day, Merlin passed out for the first time in a bar.Taking him to the room for guests to rest behind the bar, Charles looked at the man's frown even in his drowsiness, sighed silently for the first time, gave up those charming thoughts at the beginning, turned and left.

The mage struggled to open his eyes, looked at his back, which was too similar to West, and seemed to want to say something, but finally remained silent.

——He wanted to get him back, even if another thousand years passed.

The exhaustion accumulated over countless days and nights finally dragged him into darkness.The moment he closed his eyes, Merlin was indeed thinking so.He knew that there were a pair of clean and clear blue eyes, and even though its owner was missing, it was still entrenched in his mind and looking at it.See how he waits for the time to fade away, across mountains and rivers, to embrace the most important answer in his life.

He fell asleep in the damp-smelling room.But even so, there was still a figure wandering in the dream.The man seemed to smile many times and seemed to talk a lot.From the past to the future, he never falls behind, so that even in the sinking, there is a beautiful smile on the corner of his mouth.

……

"So, in the end, it was Charles who gave you the hint?!"

Almost jumped up from the bed, but staggered due to some indescribable pain, and fell into Merlin's arms.West stared dumbfounded at the sorcerer who kept comforting him softly, but finally couldn't swallow the breath, lifted the quilt and was about to run outside the house.

"Serena what are you doing!!"

Grabbing the slender waist of Lord Hermit, I was fascinated by the feeling of this hand that I didn't want to let go of last night.Merlin quickly realized that he fell back on the bed with West, really frightened by this guy.

Just kidding, the wound hasn't healed yet, and he has a fever, how could he just run around like this?

"I'm going to get my phone." Still gnashing his teeth, West ignored the traces of ambiguity on his body and was about to break free from the mage's arms: "Charles must give me an explanation!! And damn him Almost shot at you?!!!"

"That was a long time ago."

Holding the young man tightly, Merlin wanted to tell you that if I told you, I actually wanted to use Charles as a stand-in for a moment to find some comfort. Why don't you just strangle me to death? The fidgeting Hermit-sama was under him: "Not so much me, haven't you been accosted in a bar before?"

"..."

That's right, not only has he been accosted, but he has also approached others.

Recalling the good deeds he had done when he was young, West's expression froze and he finally stopped moving.

And Merlin obviously didn't intend to just let him go.

"If I understand correctly, your reaction seems to be that you are very dissatisfied with your adoptive father for breaking the hint for me?" Speaking of this, his expression automatically adjusted to a gloomy expression. The mage lowered his head and kissed the boy from the corner of his mouth to his neck. Itchy, indifferent to seduce the disobedient hermit:

"Or, you actually don't want me to restore my memory at all. Even if I meet you again after a thousand years, I can only miss it?"

"I……"

How can the body that has just eaten its marrow and tasted it be able to bear this kind of teasing.West's expression became stiff, and he wanted to hide but couldn't. In addition, the nature Merlin set for him was too serious, so he dared to excuse himself quickly.

However, when the hermit was eager to speak, the mage pressed a finger on his lips.

"Shh."

There was nowhere to hide the deepness in his eyes, and Merlin moved a little closer, so that the young man could clearly see the desire and fire in his pupils again: "You know, you can convince me no matter what you say...so, now I don't want to hear your reasons."

"How about showing it in action?"

The mage's voice is hoarse and low, with a magical power that cannot but be addicted to.Feeling the man's restless hand stroking down his back, West gasped, feeling like he was going crazy.

He had no objection to the proposal.

however--

"Mei! Lin!!! You forgot what you promised me?!! You don't want to enter the house again this week!!!—"

Kick open the locked door of the room.The mage and the hermit turned their heads to look at the old doctor who rushed in like a whirlwind, and were stunned almost at the same time.