The Sims: Heartbroken

Yang Li opened his eyes again.

Then go straight to Charles.

...Charles looked at him like a little boy, and some kind of joyful emotion smeared in the blue eyes that were already very beautiful, which made Yang Li sigh.

"you have not……?"

"No, I think that's fine."

"...Charles, you are not rational right now."

Magneto and Phoenix Girl are rebuilding the school, a large number of students are waiting for him to appease, and he... Obviously Charles would like to look at Yang Li forever.

"Do you remember?"

"Not all of them, but I've already remembered a lot."

The voices and smiles of those people have returned to my mind.

"I'm giving you trouble."

"No, you'll never be trouble," Charles said softly. "Your world will always be beautiful—you don't know how much it means to me to see the world through your eyes. You make me feel The world is full of hope."

Yang Li sighed again.

"You can control yourself to get rid of this feeling," he murmured. "It's really strange to have these words spoken by someone you don't know well..."

Charles didn't even frown.

But his wheelchair was dragged back half a step.

"--Who are you?"

Even though they had just fought together, Yang Li failed to gain the trust of this person.

The leader of the mutant hawks who didn't wear a helmet frowned.

His biting voice was inexplicably tinged with ferocity.

"Yang Li, nice to meet you." Yang Li nodded, "I'm here to find Charles."

"Are you a mutant?" Eric saw Yang Li chanting a curse, "or are you just a magician?"

"...I may not understand the definition of a mutant..."

"Relax, Eric."

Charles patted Eric's hand, "Yang Li is not dangerous."

"Did you feel it just now?"

"Yeah, but he doesn't have any thoughts of hurting anyone else in his head."

"He never thought that he could have that kind of effect." Magneto's tone was flat, but the eyes he looked at Yang Li became a little colder, "He's not even a mutant."

"..." Yang Li smiled wryly, "Ah, my lethality may indeed be a bit large..."

Just now, it was just that his magic got out of control for a while.

The magic that originally controlled the dark clouds and lightning lost its guidance and returned to where he was—it was pure accident that it oppressed the people on the ground.

"I'll do everything in my power to avoid it next time."

After all, it was because he used the forbidden spell too easily.

When he lost those emotional memories - everything in the world was light.

Yang Li couldn't even distinguish what was important, because at that time he felt that everything in the world was data and could be recovered at any time... He even planned to go to Central Park to revive those children.

Although it will alarm the god of death-isn't the god of death his personal nanny?

What's the big deal?

... After recovering his memory, he even reacted for a while before remembering that he is now in the real world.

There's probably going to be a philosophical discussion about it - is he really out, or is he just getting into a bigger, incredibly sophisticated game?

But Yang Li didn't care.

He does not seek truth, but freedom—and if freedom seems elusive, he seeks humanity.

Lambs who have been away from the herd for too long still crave the herd.

Look at the countless, unrepeated human beings on this road... what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

"Try to avoid next time?"

Eric seemed particularly impersonal, "You can't even make a specific promise."

Yang Li got a little dizzy.

It was the first time he had such a clear feeling of being targeted.

His eyes swept across Charles, "If this is the case...Charles can stop me."

"..."

"He can control my body—wake me up, or just stop, I believe he can—"

Am I being a little ambiguous?

It's a bit beyond the realm of friends.

But Eric seemed to accept the plan wholeheartedly.

"Remember what you said."

He clearly has pure trust in Charles.

This is really... Unofficial history dare not write like this.

Facing the hawks and doves who have been working for decades, they are friends behind the scenes...

Yang Li was silently amazed for a while, tilted his head, and looked carefully.

Eric Lanshel, with the obvious lines in the middle of his eyebrows, looks like a person who frowns a lot, and looks stern and difficult to get along with.

Then he looked down at Charles in the wheelchair.

"...Recover quickly."

Charles looked at Yang Li helplessly, as if Yang Li was the one who made trouble for no reason.

Yang Li was so helpless that he lost the strength to sigh.

He squatted down to make sure that he looked serious enough without feeling oppressive, "I never thought that one day I would want to say that to others..."

His gentle voice is very slow, but with undeniable firmness and determination

"Emotions are not just hormones, Charles, hormones are produced because of feelings, don't be fooled by mere hormones..."

Charles' eyes were a little dazed.

He felt that he was being tricked by Yang Li.

Fragments of sunlight hit Yang Li's hair, making him look sincere and shining.

"If you experience those hormones in advance..." Yang Li smiled, "You won't be able to discover the feeling of falling in love slowly, right?"

A certain kind of burning love faded away, and the new warmth spread.

Charles rubbed his forehead and leaned back in the chair wearily.

He finally moved his eyes away from Yang Li and focused on the students not far away.

Although they left him as the principal, this group of teenagers and girls who had just experienced the wind and rain were still peaceful, and there was no panic or dispute.

"……I'm very sorry."

Yang Li got up and took out a hat from the portable space again, "In order to save me...is there anything I can do to make you up?"

"...I didn't see any mistakes from you in this matter." Charles closed his eyes and pressed his forehead hard.

Suddenly losing the hormone that lasted for several days, his brain couldn't adapt very well.

"...Let me help you?"

"Do not."

Charles moved the wheelchair backwards, bumping into Eric who was standing behind him and watching for a long time, "..."

Eric raised an eyebrow at him.

"When did you get bent? I thought you were deeply in love with that Maria."

"It was a misunderstanding." Charles clicked his tongue a little irritably, and the reality of being controlled by his own ability made him a little bit shocked, "I really need to take a break... Eric, my school."

"...it's under construction."

Yang Li was walking on the grass.

The sun was very good, and the slight warmth completely relaxed his nerves.

The short period of amnesia didn't have a profound impact on him...

...but even if he doesn't care if he's in the real world...

Yang Li closed his eyes and called up the control panel.

[Main task: Stop Thanos.

award:……】

This long list of rewards... isn't it a good look at all the extra items he left in the house?

For example, this [comfortable computer desk because it is expensive], no matter how you look at it, it is the desk that has accompanied him to type for hundreds of years, right?

Look down, and...

Yang Li opened his eyes.

"Stop running around in circles around me."

The wind from all directions stopped.

The silver-haired young man looked at him curiously.

"I saw you in Cairo, that last move was cool! Then—I heard you were the professor's one?"

He showed a mischievous smile.

Yang Li could hardly hear what he said.

I vaguely heard cool and Charles...want to make friends?

"I'm Yang Li, nice to meet you."

"Pietro, you can also call me Quicksilver."

God, he's finally willing to slow down his voice.

"Please speak slowly, my English is not very good, Pietro." Yang Li took off his hat, "So...why are you circling around me?"

Pietro took a few glances at Yang Li's face, and then put his eyes on his hat again.

"This is magic? I tried all the angles just now - I can't tell what you look like. I mean, I can't describe it at all..." He frowned in distress, and then opened it all at once, "Whatever you want Well, at least now I know your eyes are blue."

"Want to get to know me?"

"I might take classes here in the future, let's meet some classmates first... Although you don't look like a classmate after you take off your hat."

"I may not be able to be your classmate," Yang Li tilted his head, "Think about Charles' needs...Maybe he will teach you psychology lessons for teenagers?"