[Comprehensive] Have you ever cared about the feelings of the target?

Gong Lue couldn't say anything.

He didn't think about what happened after he left.

And Xingjue didn't continue his questioning, time seemed to go back to the past, flowed again, and stagnated at this moment.

Not far away, the dim light on the second floor of the small bungalow went out, and this was another night that belonged to two people alone.

Xingjue pursed his lips tightly, his whole body was like a straight string, he looked at him with complicated emotions in his golden eyes.Gong Lue was even ready to be beaten, but the eye sockets that were staring at him gradually turned red. Gong Lue seemed to be stung by something, and he looked away in a panic.

Xingjue's voice was hoarse, and the sadness that had been suppressed for too long had turned into numbness, but it was heartbreaking: "I really thought you were buried in that sea of ​​flames—" It was a fiery burning nightmare that drove him over and over again. Waking up once, laughing at what he lost because of his weakness and stupidity.

It wasn't until he finally kicked Jason from his throne that he learned of his only hope from this man. When the guards arrived, Steele Manor was already empty.

Gong Lue's shoulders sank, and Xingjue leaned against his shoulder, repeating again: "I really thought."

"Are you guys okay?"

Gamora looked at the two people who came back late. After all, it looked too weird. Xingjue's eyes were red, and there were a lot of grass clippings on Gong slightly's hanging head. The two seemed to be hugging each other. Got into a fight together and rolled off the lawn.

"It's nothing—" Xingjue put one hand on his shoulder, took his coat, glanced at it, and patted the boy's head with the grass stalk with his free hand, he is already a mature adult, forget about that The crying child hiding in the confinement room.After stepping into the door, all Xingjue's emotions were suppressed, "Have you got the information, right? Five minutes, gather downstairs."

The boots creaked on the wooden steps.

Drax seemed to pass by inadvertently, he tilted his head, as if talking to the air: "Sometimes men are more fragile than you think."

Gong slightly raised his head, and Drax immediately gave him an encouraging look: "Go, he needs your hug right now, try harder!"

"Hey—" Gamora interrupted the big guy, "I swear, you're really not suitable for this, let me do it, okay?"

Gamora's gentleness at this moment almost shocked the jaws of those who had seen her escape from Thanos' planet and called her "the most dangerous woman in the universe". She took Gonglue back to his room. Room: "Maybe you have a past and secrets that are hard to talk about, but don't make too much fuss, who doesn't have one here? So don't put too much pressure on yourself, okay?"

With the comfort of the female warrior, Gong Lue felt that his stiff body seemed to relax a bit, and he was extremely grateful: "Thank you, Gamora."

The female warrior made an unbearable expression: "After getting along with these rude guys for a long time, every time I hear your elegant lingua franca, I can't help getting goosebumps—" Gamora suddenly moved closer "However, if you lack an audience for your secrets, you can find me—just tonight, come to my room."

Kamo blinked ambiguously, it was so much fun to tease the little beauty.

Rocket was tinkering with a projection device in the living room, and the house that Lauk had lent them was too old.Seeing Gong Lue who packed himself up and came out of the room, Rocket said: "Lauke sent you some thank you gifts in the afternoon—" There were gift boxes piled up in the corner, and Rocket adjusted the equipment, "Seriously, look This posture, if I didn’t know that you saved his life that day, I would have thought he was pursuing you.”

Xingjue folded his arms and stood on the other side farthest from Gonglue. Hearing this, he immediately coughed strangely.

Rocket ignored Xingjue's temper, he finally connected to the projection: "You are a fucking genius, Rocket—" Unfortunately, as soon as he finished speaking, he just finished the game, and excitedly came to Xiaoshu to share with Gong Lue The person stumbled, the screen turned black, and Rocket raised his arms, "Call the police and arrest me, because there is a minor who will be beaten badly by me tonight."

Although 5 minutes ago, the members of the Guardians of the Galaxy acted as if they were about to disband on the spot, but 5 minutes later, looking at their expressions, it seemed that nothing had happened.

Xingjue picked up a chip. This level of confidentiality can only be called out by a person in charge like Laoke: "After I and the Rockets reported the whereabouts of Jason to the union, they also sent people—" The screen progressed to the knife Inside the sky fortress, Mr. Xingjue saw the "coffin" they had hidden in again. To be honest, that day was too hasty, and the images at this time helped them see the appearance of this thing clearly.

Or "coffin" is not suitable. The pure white statue of the goddess is lying in this rectangular box. They erected it, shining light constantly. Xingjue took a closer look, only to find that it was a mirror. It was hollowed out, and this mirror, which seemed to be made of black crystal, was embedded.

Mr. Knife and his kill team were surrounding the two-person box, and he couldn't hear their conversation clearly. The next second, someone was leading a chained prisoner, and they pushed the prisoner into the box. After being instructed, he yelled a sad, vague sentence, and Star-Lord only heard the first half of "I loyally submit to the dark power—" It was like a spell to open Pandora's box.

Xingjue felt fine sweat on his forehead, and in just a few minutes, the person who entered the box reappeared. The weak prisoner before had turned into a... monster.

The picture shook violently, the muscular monster was killing there, he tore one of Mr. Knife's men into pieces with his bare hands, blood and mud splashed all over the ground, he seemed out of control.At the end when the image went out, it was Mr. Knife who jumped to the side of the box. There seemed to be a gap there. Perhaps a switch could be pressed here to cut off the energy continuously transmitted to the monster.

Xingjue and Rocket glanced at each other, they were the ones who took the switch.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Rocket jumped up from the sofa, "You also agree that I'll sell it, otherwise we wouldn't have the money to repair the spaceship!"

After being rejected by collectors, Star-Lord went to another buyer, the Earl of Bligh, a wealthy man who likes to collect some shiny gems.

Star-Lord also stood up, and the quarrel between the two was extremely naive: "Ha--was that why I told you to break off that arm? You will never change your sneaky stinking problem, trash raccoon!"

"Say one more thing!" Rocket raised the energy cannon.

"Trash raccoon—do you think I'm afraid of you? I have two!" Star-Lord took out his elemental pistol.

Gamora rolled her eyes, looked at Gong Lue sitting silently at the side, and comforted in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, it won't take five minutes."

"3 minutes." Drax placed five Liao Keli coins on the table, and started the dealer.

The little tree man held the eaves of the table, revealing a pair of eyes, and pressed a chocolate bean on it.

"It's not okay—"

"GROOT!"

Drax glanced at Groot, picked up the chocolate bean, and threw it into his mouth, "Okay, then you win."

The reason for Gong Lue's silence is actually more because of anxiety. He thinks this plot seems familiar - in the few times he can't remember the strategy, he is a student of Xavier Gifted Youth Academy. An invasion by an alien race, that time, Charles contacted Star-Lord who met because of the "Jingley's Phoenix Incident", and they joined forces to repel the enemy.

This box, later they called it the "Dark Vortex", it was once the belief of the Wiscadians, they called it the "Head of the Gods", as long as you surrender to its power, it can maximize your potential and let you To be born again, or even to give oneself completely, will be of unimaginable power.

The dark vortex has the most obvious effect on the mutants. In the video, the prisoner Mr. Knife made him "evolve" is the shy and introverted child Gong Lue has seen in the academy.

Star-Lord also thought of this, he temporarily truce with the rocket: "Wait, I want to contact Charles's X-Men, that person just now, he is a mutant."

"Don't—" Gong Yue said this without knowing it, and everyone's eyes were on him, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "...you already have me, why do you still need to contact me? Other men? I mean, those X-Men?"

This sentence was too much like a lame flirting sentence, but Xingjue took it, blushing, in this ambiguous atmosphere.Gong Lue hurriedly wanted to remedy something, but it was too late, and the communication that Xingjue had not hung up was connected.

Charles Xavier showed up online: "Hi Peter, I've been waiting for you."

Gong Lue looked over, he was the same as he remembered, he was smiling slightly, his hair was a little messy, like fluffy wool, he wanted people to try it on.The bookish atmosphere that can even overflow the screen makes people fascinated by him at a glance.With a blue shirt and mint green eyes, he is as gentle as spring water flowing under the ice.

"Hey Charles..."

Gong Lue quietly hid himself behind Xingjue, but he still had a glimmer of hope, what if this Professor X didn't know him?Maybe the plot didn't connect this time, and he needn't worry.Thinking of this, he didn't even know when the two of them ended their conversation.

Star-Lord turned and poked him.

"?"

"Someone looking for you--"

The handsome professor smiled at him on the screen, full of nostalgia, he was concerned, and only Gong Lue was in his eyes: "How are you doing these days?"

Xingjue stared at him immediately: "Do you know each other?"

"do not know."

"know."

The different answers that sounded at the same time made Gong Lue inexplicably guilty of looking away from Xingjue.

Even if Gong Lue denied it, Charles just shook his head helplessly, and the smile that never faded from the corner of his mouth could even be called doting: "He used to be my student."

"Just students... Whoa, that's okay."

Before Xingjue could heave a sigh of relief, the professor on the other end raised his eyebrows suddenly: "Do you still remember the sweet teacher-student relationship I told you about, Peter?"