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

News about Randall Moore was still being broadcast on television.

A large number of opponents gathered in front of several residences exposed by the media to protest and demonstrate. The government dispatched a large number of police forces to maintain the chaotic order at the scene. The reporter was standing in front of the camera to interview people. A girl held Randall's Opposing the banner, she complained with excitement: "He deceived everyone - he is a devil!"

The interview was interrupted because someone behind them broke through the police siege and rushed into the courtyard of Randall's residence. They shouted and smashed the gate of the mansion with iron bars, and the French windows covered with heavy curtains were also shattered. .The noisy human voice was accompanied by pushing and shoving, the reporter's camera began to shake, and then fell down. On the ground was a poster of Randall's latest movie. The blond Hollywood star smiled, but his face was painted with viciousness. curse.

Ruiwen walked over to turn off the TV, and the person sitting on the sofa pressed his fists to his lips. He sat here quietly for an unknown how long, like a sculpture that should be taken away by a museum. Ruiwen's arrival was also indifferent.

It took a while for Ruiwen to hear the person on the sofa speak.

"It's someone sent by the government, isn't it?"

Ruiwen nodded, she looked at Charles, the handsome and elegant young professor in the past, now he was as depressed as a drunk who had just been thrown out of a bar, his shirt was wrinkled, his hair was messy, and his chin Stubble-covered and haggard-looking.But what she brought was not good news, and she couldn't even bear to speak to Charles now.

"What's the matter?" Those green eyes that had been looking into the void were now a little brighter.

"They have detected that the energy activity in outer space is becoming more and more frequent—" Ruiwen hesitated, "Mr. Moore's life experience, his uncle has begun to cooperate with the government, and they demand that if we find Mr. Hand him over to the military immediately."

Charles couldn't help but let out a sneer, he sensed that the two government representatives were still blocking Hank there, demanding that he give a definite answer.Closing their eyes, the two chattering representatives suddenly showed a sluggish look, and Charles threw them out of Xavier Academy together with their subordinates.

Ruiwen stood by the window, watching Hank lock the door heavily.

Charles buried his face in his palms. It has been three days since he searched almost the entire earth with the main brain at the base, but he still couldn't find the person he was looking for.Anxiety and pain almost tore his chest. If he could have predicted what happened next, Charles would never, never say those hurtful words, and then let the young man go away.

Raven heard what seemed to be a choked-up voice from the professor, and the sadness in his eyes was almost heartbreaking.

"You know, he won't want to see me anymore—all of them hurt him more than me."

Raven was annoyed at Charles at the beginning, but she understood that Charles was the one who didn't want Randall to be hurt the most. She persuaded the professor and comforted herself: "No, there are only some misunderstandings among you, After all, you are different to him."

"Yes." Charles lowered his eyes, and he sighed very lightly.Suddenly, he stood up suddenly, and under Ruiwen's surprised eyes, he showed an uncontrollable excitement, "I think I know where he is—"

Ruiwen got off the helicopter, she bent forward until she was far away from the airflow caused by the fan blades, and looked at the scene in front of her suspiciously, it was beautiful here, the emerald green hillside was like a scene in a painting .But it was also extremely quiet, and Ruiwen couldn't see any traces of human activities. She couldn't help but raise her voice, facing the figure still walking forward: "Charles—have we found the right way? There is obviously nothing here... ..."

Charles stopped, his hands outstretched, as if holding the air.Ruiwen followed, and she wanted to move forward again, but found something hindering her steps. They looked at each other, and they both saw the joy in their eyes.

Charles put his hands on his temples. When he closed his eyes, the invisible wall in front of him was almost revealed. He used his mental power to sense, trying to find the entrance, but gradually, a force began to resist him .There was fine sweat on Charles's forehead. He clenched his back teeth and begged in his heart: "It's me, Randall—I just want to meet you, don't refuse me, okay?" ?”

It was as if someone had torn off the curtain of the stage, and an unfamiliar path appeared in front of them, leading to a two-storey forest hut, but it looked desolate and dilapidated. Charles was panting heavily, and he was thankful that it was okay , the youth would still like to see him.

Ruiwen patted the professor on the shoulder, and she saw the timidity of the latter who hesitated to take a step: "You go, I will wait for you here, and bring him back."

Charles nervously knocked on the peeling wooden door in front of him, but after a long time there was no response, he tried to push it, and the door creaked open.The carpet under his feet could no longer see its original color. The empty hall on the first floor was connected to the kitchen, and there was only one dusty table, which was almost the same as what he had seen from Randall's childhood memories.

Hearing footsteps, someone came down from the second floor.

Charles held his breath almost instantly. He looked at the person in front of him intently, not daring to move, for fear that it was just an illusion that would disappear before his eyes in the next second—his Randall was wearing a In a gray hoodie and sweater, he has lost too much weight, and his beautiful facial features appear deeper and sharper.He looked at himself coldly, as if he was looking at a stranger. Charles knew that he had no right to be sad about it, but he felt a dense tingling in his heart.

"What's the matter?" The young man raised his hand and looked at his watch. "Five minutes to finish, and then you can go."

"You... are you okay?" Charles bit his lips, asking awkwardly for him at the moment.

The young man shrugged his shoulders, and his calm tone made it impossible to guess his real thoughts: "If you mean——the ones you saw on TV, don't show me this expression, I'm not as bad as you imagined. "

"At least I'm used to the words they scolded me--demons, monsters, alien bastards, etc." As he spoke, the young man walked to the kitchen, picked up the water glass, and poured himself a glass of water.

But Charles couldn't bear it anymore, he strode over, hugged him tightly from behind, the familiar embrace, the familiar breath of the young man, all these made his eyes red, and he heard his trembling voice: " I'm sorry, I'm really sorry - I should have found you earlier..."

The water overflowed from the cup, and the young man turned off the tap. He didn't push away Charles' embrace, but stood quietly, with a light tone in his tone: "You don't have to apologize, it has nothing to do with you, it's just that someone recorded My video data was handed over to the TV station, and earlier, I was not careful enough—" Then, he patted Charles' arm around his waist, "Take it easy, you're going to make me breathless angry."

Charles let go in a hurry, but he was still like a koala, clinging tightly to the young man's side, his nose was a little red, and he begged carefully: "Then will you go back with me?"

The young man turned around, and Charles immediately put the man in his arms again, but saw the man in his arms shaking his head: "No, that will only bring you trouble."

Charles stared at the young man's blue eyes, lowered his head, and wanted to kiss him uncontrollably.But the young man shrank back, and his kiss only landed on the tip of the young man's nose. From this angle, he could see the young man's trembling, thick eyelashes: "Charles, you really don't have to do so much for me, after all We have already divided—" The young man stopped talking, he sighed, and then smiled, but this smile made Charles feel that his heart was tightly squeezed by his hands, making him unable to breathe in pain.

"I almost forgot, it's like we've never been together—"

The young man just pushed lightly, and Charles staggered back a few steps, feeling that his soul was about to come out of his body.He stared blankly at the young man: "No, you listen to my explanation, because of my stupid words, I'm just afraid that staying by my side will bring you danger—" Seeing the young man frowned, Charles had a premonition of those words It wouldn't be what he wanted, he stepped forward again, held his face in the young man's surprised eyes, and kissed him fiercely.

There were still a few streaks of blood on Charles' face, from the beard he had hurriedly shaved off before he set off.He bit the young man's lip roughly, as if venting the uneasiness in his heart, and the young man's resistance made him even stronger.Charles heard himself panting, and unlike all the passionate kisses they had in the past, this time it was more like they were biting and fighting.

It was now that Charles had hacked into the young man's brain and taken control of him.Holding him in his arms, Charles could feel the young man's protruding bones from under the thick sweater, and he kissed the young man's forehead distressedly.

Seeing the figures of Charles and Ruiwen returning, as well as the blond young man sleeping in the arms of the professor, Hank, who was sitting in the pilot seat of the helicopter, couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief: "Let's go, we're going back."

It's just that before they landed on the tarmac, they saw the army from the government surrounding Xavier College from a distance.Charles knew what they were for. Those stupid high-ranking government officials listened to the words of the Wiscadians, and as long as they handed over the person in his arms, they would stop their invasion of the earth.This is impossible, Charles knows that the Wiscardians with powerful dark forces can go to war on the earth at any time, and the earth has no power to resist them.But the reason why they have not yet started to act is that something is holding them back, and maybe the youth is the key.

Watching the soldiers around him fall down one by one, the agent who was in charge of the Mutant Affairs Department together with Charles hurriedly stopped the action captain's order to fire. In the anger of the other party, the agent was more excited than him: "You will kill Kill us—you don't know how scary Professor X is, you guys can't control him at all, and the consequence of angering him is that we die here together!"

The agent held up the loudspeaker: "Professor - we don't mean to offend you, please give me a chance to negotiate."

The army was ordered to withdraw, and Xavier College only allowed the agents to go alone.In Professor X's office, the agents played the material, and the Wiscadians wiped out all the special operations teams sent by the government, and then they were thrown into the mysterious box one by one. Transformed into a horrible muscle monster.Become inhumane, only know slaughter.The agent clicked on another screen, the Wiscadians threw these remodeled soldiers into a civilian town, the last little girl fell to the ground, her mother screamed horribly, and could only She watched helplessly as her child was torn apart by the monster.

Ruiwen turned her head away, unable to bear to look any further, Bao Feng patted her on the shoulder.

Under the dangerous gaze of the professor, the agent continued: "The Avengers are still trapped in the battle of Sokovia, and they have no means to spare. As for what you said, ask the cosmic court to sanction them, but the earth is not a galaxy. Members of Parliament, they rejected our request."

"I have sent a signal to Star Lord. He is the king of Spartacus, he has an army, and he is more familiar with cosmic wars." Charles pursed his lips tightly, "He will give me an answer soon."

The agent looked at him: "But we obviously have a better choice, don't we? I know it's painful for you, but Professor, think about that girl, as long as we make a decision one day earlier..."

It's raining.

Charles looked out the window quietly.

Until the sound of footsteps came from behind, Charles looked at the blond young man, as long as he saw him, he could erase the melancholy between his brows, and he smiled softly: "What's wrong?"

It has been almost a week since Gong Lue was kidnapped by Charles, and it seems that both of them have tacitly forgotten what happened before, and returned to their usual intimate relationship.Seeing how comfortable Charles' beige sweater looked, he couldn't help reaching out and hugging it.

Somewhat surprised, but Charles happily accepted the young man's active hug, and rubbed his face against the warm neck.

Gong Lue held back the itch: "Maybe you really shouldn't bring me back—I know I'm troublesome."

Hearing this, Charles immediately bit the young man hard.

"Hey--"

Looking at the deep tooth marks, Charles raised his eyebrows: "I don't mind taking another bite, or do you prefer other punishments?" He held the young man's face, "The matter will be resolved soon, you don't have to worry about that."

"Why do you play the melancholic poet here every day, if it's really all right?"

Charles chuckled a few times, and he looked up at the young man: "I... just, well, would you like to do other things with me?"

"Okay." Gong Lue immediately agreed.

"Whoa - just... hey, really?" Charles was now incoherent, blushing in surprise and disbelief.

Charles stretched out his hand to support the young man's waist. He lay on the bed and looked at the man on his body biting his lip, looking a little difficult.He tried to sit up a few times to help or something, but was pushed against his chest and made to lie down again.

"Don't move, let me do it myself."

The young man's hoarse voice made Charles' throat tighten.

"But, but..." Charles felt the warmth that made his muscles tense, and he closed his eyes and let out a sigh.Afterwards, unable to control it anymore, she hugged the young man tightly and pressed him down.

Charles opened his eyes, and he was alone on the comfortable big bed.He came to the window with bare feet, and opened the dark curtains. The bright sun made people squint their eyes subconsciously. Today is another sunny day. Charles counted the days, as if the rain had passed, a long, long time .

Professor X began to prepare to teach the mutants in the lower grades. He was a little distracted, and felt that the literature in front of him was somewhat familiar. He seemed to have explained this paragraph to someone, and soon he calmed down again.Until the end of get out of class, the children in the lounge turned on the TV. Charles glanced at it subconsciously, and a line of subtitles appeared on the screen, special report on the fifth anniversary.

Someone faced the camera and shouted a person's name: "I love Randall More, he is not only the best movie star, he is also a superhero in New York - I was there at the time, he saved me No matter how long it has passed, I will always remember that monsters kept coming out of that black box, and it was he who destroyed the box full of monsters..."

The little mutant looked curiously and said, "Do they love him or hate him? I found an old newspaper yesterday, and it said that Randall is a demon—"

"Oh—he's not! He's the most charming man, the professor is friends with him, and everyone in the senior class has seen him."

"Then he's still alive, right? Look, this explosion—"

"Um, maybe he went back into space with the Guardians of the Galaxy? Heard he's not actually a mutant, he's an alien."

Storm Orolo came behind Charles: "Have you finished your class today?"

Charles thought for a while: "It seems to be."

"If you feel something—I mean, if you need to be alone..." Orolo looked at her old friend, and comforted her gently.

"Hey, don't think of me as vulnerable, I'm fine." Professor X smiled, "I'm really fine."

Charles pushed open the door, and the blond young man was rubbing his eyes and sitting up from the bed, his shoulders were imprinted with his own marks, which were particularly obvious on his snow-white skin.But Charles just stood there without moving, and didn't go forward to give the young man a hug, or a kiss or anything.Of course he had done it before, but his hand directly penetrated the young man's body, which shocked him at the time. After all, the young man is an illusory shadow that exists in his thinking space.

The young man noticed his arrival, and raised his eyebrows jokingly: "Are you here?" He didn't seem to have any intention of getting up from the bed, but the appearance of lying casually was so beautiful that it could be a magazine cover, "Oh——I remembered , today is that day."

Charles sat down on the sofa on the other side. For the first time in five years, he had the courage to ask this sentence: "Why?"

The young man blinked: "I just don't want to embarrass you—"

Charles seemed to be blaming, but his tone was still gentle: "You don't believe me, do you?"

It took a while for Charles to hear the young man's low voice: "I believe in you, professor—I just don't believe in myself, see, you broke up with me once before, and you don't know how sad I was. If the second time...if I actually hear you make a decision and agree to hand me over to them, I think I'll go crazy."

Charles' hands on his knees trembled slightly, and he swallowed hard the soreness in his throat.

"Remember the second movie I acted in? The reporter, he also faced that situation at the end. Professor, I think you are like him, you will face it with me, right? But before that , you still have to make a decision—"

When Charles saw the young man walking up to him, he curled his lips triumphantly: "Then it's better for me to do it. You dumped me the first time, and I'm the second time. It's fair." The young man stretched out his hand towards himself, like To wipe the tears off his face, "So, Charles, you don't have to feel bad."

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Professor, let's not lose money!

You are not the only one crying!

Happy dog ​​blood!

I speak for myself!

Then thank the following little angels for their overlord tickets!

Lyra throws 1 mine

Long Years threw 1 mine

Mani throws 1 mine

C. The ship dropped a mine

Little Chrysanthemum threw a bazooka

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So tomorrow, the update on the 19th will be moved to 11 pm, so that I can stay on it for a while longer.

Just please wait for a while, I love you guys! ! !