West's Summer [Comprehensive English and American]

"You hit too hard, Wei."

Limping behind the brown-haired boy, he humbly sent him to the Stark Group plane to Oxford.Tony leaned against the cabin door helplessly, while applying ice packs on his panda eyes, he moaned and watched West throw all the luggage on the seat with his power.

"..."

Probably also feel that I have an unshirkable responsibility for the inappropriate new image of Iron Man.It was rare for West not to choke with Tony, but backed down a step, and rolled his eyes at him.

Truth be told, it wasn't West's intention to cripple Tony Stark as a third-degree cripple.To put it bluntly, he has a grudge in the entire building except for Dr. Banner, but when he turned from the trash can and rolled up his sleeves to throw one down, Thor, Steve Bucky, and Natasha happened to be there too. Standing up from the sofa, looking here with sleepy eyes——

Then he turned around silently _(:3)∠)_.

West felt that he could not be blamed for being bullying.Although he is a mutant and his body is much better than normal people, but to fight with these demigods, genetic enhancers, senior killers... He should go back and teach Tony, who has no armor, how to behave.

"...You know I drank too much at that time, and I may have said a few words wrong. But I swear I never taught Jarvis to call you Mommy, that kid must have secretly learned to frame me...It seems that I am It's time to consider donating it to the university..."

Throwing himself into the extremely comfortable seat, the brown-haired boy took out his mobile phone and checked the text messages from Charles.And behind him, President Stark, who has arranged for all matters of the flight, is still thinking about it, as if you ignore him and he will fly directly to Oxford with you.

I replied "Don't worry" to my adoptive father.West pinched his brows helplessly, finally couldn't resist the devil's voice, and waved to Iron Man: "Come here, Tony."

"Huh?" Walking to West, he watched him raise a hand to his eyes.Tony, who had just left an indelible shadow on the Avengers Building, took a step back with a terrified expression:

"You don't want to punch me in the left eye again?!"

"...I seem to hold grudges like that?!"

Almost unable to resist the urge to poke his fingers into his eyeballs, West rolled his eyes upside down again, grabbed Tony by the collar and pulled him in front of him: "Don't move!!"

He obediently stood where he was, and immediately felt a cold touch on his eyelids.After realizing that it was actually the warmth of the young man's finger, the playboy who had never touched a leaf among thousands of flowers was stunned for a second, and then blurted out:

"Wei, don't get me wrong, although I've slept on magazine covers for a year, I'm actually very principled and will never shoot at my friends... Aww! It hurts!!"

"Can you have something else on your mind besides going to bed?" He threw the service guide on the small table on Tony's face, and West was so angry that his forehead was on fire:

"Take a look in the mirror and talk to me again, now!!"

Cover your nose.Probably seeing signs that his companion had turned on the runaway mode again, Stark nodded aggrievedly under two murderous gazes, and ran into the lavatory on the plane——

Then the next second, he grabbed the door frame and poked his head out in shock.

"What did you find?" West folded his arms on the back of the seat, and raised his chin pointingly.

"You almost knocked the bridge of my nose crooked."

"……anything else?"

"The bruises on my eyes are gone." I touched my eye sockets, and indeed I didn't feel any swelling or tingling anymore.Tony walked back to West in surprise, his eyes widened, "How did you do that?"

"Time, Tony, just went back in time a little bit."

Blinking his eyes, he seemed satisfied with his results.The young man smiled slightly, then stretched out a hand to his lips, making a 'secret' gesture:

"Don't tell Charles, he's never allowed me to use this."

"Why?" Tony wondered, "This is a very useful and powerful ability, isn't it?"

"Because of being strong, there will be a price I can't afford."

Shrugging, West said indifferently:

"The first time I used this ability, it caused a secondary mutation in my gene. As a result, my own time was permanently stopped at the age of 17. Who knows what the consequences will be when I use it next time... Oh no, don't show that expression, Nothing will happen to the level just now... That's why Charles has always forbidden me to use this ability at will. Because this is not a gift of fate to mutants at all, but a curse."

"Wei..." He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.Tony looked at him with some concern, "I'm sorry."

"It's really a pity." With his chin resting on his arm and listlessly blowing his bangs upward, West sighed:

"Otherwise Charles will be able to stand up ... and get back his long-lost hair."

"..."

Opening his mouth stupidly, for a moment Stark didn't know whether he should continue to mourn or laugh.

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Because he missed the report time a long time ago, and his face was sluggish, his forehead was disfigured, and he looked like he had just had a fight with someone.So when West set foot on Oxford soil, he was really prepared to be turned away by one of the oldest universities in the world.

Of course, he was just thinking about it, after all, the supernatural Professor X would never let this happen.

I met the advisor and took over my bibliography for this semester from the half-century old man.Maybe he got some explanation from somewhere in advance. He didn't say anything about the student's late arrival. He just told this Mr. Xavier Jr. to submit research reports and papers regularly, and then sent him out Door.

In this regard, West, who was studying in a normal society for the first time, was very satisfied.Like all mutants, he is not used to being surrounded by ordinary people all the time, because that means he must learn to hide at any time and anywhere, and he is always on guard to avoid showing his special ability.And Charles obviously took this into consideration. The courses chosen for him don't need to always communicate with others other than burying their heads in reading.Although Professor X also hopes that he can make new friends here, but at this time when powerful enemies are watching, safety should be the first priority.

And his friends obviously knew it too.After getting off the plane, West learned that in order not to let him share the dormitory with others, Tony Stark bought him a house in a place like Oxford where every inch of land is very expensive. The college is not far away.It is said that the security system was designed by Stark himself, controlled by Jarvis, and verified by Black Widow and Winter Soldier.In the end, Steve Rogers also sent a star-striped bicycle to the backyard. The frame is all made of titanium alloy, which is not only durable but also convenient for commuting to and from school. You can't get up at once." - These are the words of Captain America.

"He may have chosen a gift for you based on his shield." Tony once made a special phone call to West to complain about this, "Old Popsicle probably forgot that you are a mutant. You know, he At that age, everyone is full of fatherly love and innocent... Oh no, I didn't target you at the same time, Wei—after all, you are only age away from the category of mentally handicapped children."

"..."

Silently broke off his cell phone.At this time, no matter how much he was moved, he was strangled by Stark's words in his throat.

So, after spending five days riding a bicycle to find out the surrounding environment, West finally started his life in the UK in an orderly manner. Professor X asked him to find a way to contact Magneto to investigate Dr. Yi's matter. He promised easily, but it was not so easy to do it.After all, he is not a good locator like Charles, and he wants to find out his other father accurately in the vast crowd... He still thinks it is less difficult to find someone after Eric is caught because of the terrorist attack.

On the other hand, since the blockbuster in front of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers that day, there has been no news about Dr. Yi and his reformers, but Hydra, whose activities have increased sharply recently, even Steve They didn't even stop kicking a few bases...At first, West didn't think it was a signal, until late one night, Tony called and told him that he encountered a kind of coincidence while cleaning a Hydra laboratory. The bionic warrior of his genetic sequence, the boy finally realized that when the X-Men and the Avengers were cooperating, Dr. Yi had also joined forces with Hydra to carry out his ulterior plan.

"Don't worry about the United States, we will deal with them together with Cap. Your only task is to find your old enemy, defeat him, and completely eliminate him."

Faced with West's hidden concerns, Professor X firmly rejected his suggestion of "whether to come back to help". The key points of the "Tower Project" are all focused on Dr. Yi, and as the source of all his research, West's position in this game is much more important than he himself estimated.In any case, Yi Laizhe couldn't help but take the initiative to show himself before him, all he wanted was to hide himself to the greatest extent.Then, gain insight into Dr. Yi's entire plan and wait for the opportunity to move.

"One more thing, Wei. Be careful of those bionic warriors that you have genetically modified...they are weirder than you can imagine."

--eccentric.

To be described by Professor X with this word, this matter itself is already weird enough.

Sitting in the sun-drenched Radcliffe rotunda, I kept flipping through the dusty old books in the library.West frowned, looked at the beautiful words introducing St. Andrew in the book, and pressed his forehead a little irritably.

These days, he has been trying to find the origin of the "High Tower Project" in the library, which may be traced back to the profound meaning of the apostolic era in the Bible, in an attempt to touch his opponent's thoughts more deeply through this.But at times like this, not long ago, Charles' words always appeared inappropriately in my ears, accompanied by the halos flying in the sun, and were constantly magnified in my memory until it disturbed all my thoughts.

——If you say it's weird, it's obviously me who is the weirdest.

After closing the poetry collection, he reached out to pick up another one, West thought so lightly.There are constantly subtle sounds of flipping books ringing beside him, as if he woke up in that dark and damp underground a long time ago.The groundwater seeping from the rock sheets fell on his forehead, and the whole world was filled with frightening ticking sounds, with nowhere to hide and no way to escape.

"Thorn-"

Suddenly, a harsh sound of wood dragging on the floor interrupted his memory, propelling him from the deep sea pressure to the surface.Looking up suddenly, not far away, the boy who made the noise was blushing and constantly apologizing to the people around him.His eyes were wet, and his soft black bangs drooped on his forehead, like a frightened deer in the forest. For a moment, even the protruding cheekbones on his cheeks were stained with a thin layer of red.

It doesn't matter if you shrug your shoulders, West is naturally not someone who cares about such trivial matters.Putting all the messy thoughts behind him, he lowered his head again, wanting to continue looking for the clues he needed in the history books, but suddenly found that the book in his hand seemed to be not quite right.

"...The Death of King Arthur?"

I accidentally read the title of the book on the cover.West froze for a moment, remembering that he seemed to have accidentally brought this book down from the top floor when he was looking for the last one. At that time, because he was too lazy to put it back, he took it away together and put it in the list of books to be read.

...Since I have brought it all, it seems that I can't justify it without looking through it.

Taking off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, West squeezed the space between his brows, and casually flipped through a few pages as a momentary relaxation.After all, the story of King Arthur is just a glorified legend, not much different from other heroic myths he heard as a child.So soon, his interest turned halfway, and he rolled his eyes frequently and yawned, and he didn't even remember a few characters in the story.

After all, compared to the true and false records in the books, his life itself is already fantasy enough.

Shaking his head, he sealed the epic, magnificent and beautiful words between the yellowed pages again.He got up with the slanting twilight outside the window, and when he was about to pack up his things and leave his seat, his heart tightened suddenly. It seemed that someone had been watching him intently and sadly since the very beginning. His eyes were focused and sad, and his eyes were overwhelming like a summer day. In the torrential rain, even the air seemed to have that drowning feeling of suffocation.

He raised his head and looked at the source of his gaze - it was the black-haired boy with high cheekbones.

Dazed for a moment, convinced that he didn't have any memory about him, West frowned unconsciously.As a pure mutant, since he was taken away from the orphanage by Professor X, he has never stayed in normal society too much, and he has very few friends.In the short month since I came to Oxford, I also tried my best to avoid many unnecessary interpersonal interactions.If there is a place where he met this boy, it would only be in the classroom or the instructor... Although the fact is that he has not remembered what his teacher looked like until now, let alone other people.

——So, maybe I’m still mistaken?

All his patience was consumed by Dr. Yi and his bionic weapon, so that he had no energy to worry about such trivial matters.Therefore, West just nodded politely to the boy, then looked away indifferently, and walked out of the reading room without looking back.

And of course he never found out.Being left behind by himself, the expression on the boy's face suddenly became sad.Those transparent and pure light gray eyes were constantly intertwined with clear joy and loss, until West's back disappeared from sight for a long time, and he still looked at the direction he left without moving away.