[Zhongyingmei] I don't want to save you today

The day I was taken to Xavier College was a bad one.

Although the weather is fine, the sun is neither hot nor dry, and the slightly humid air carries a refreshing aroma. It is a rare good weather in early autumn.

But all these beautiful things have nothing to do with her.In other words, since she was born, she has missed all the gentle and bright things in this world.

The ability that had been carefully hidden all this time was finally exposed. She still remembers her mother's livid face when she came to pick her up from school, and the fearful and disdainful eyes of her classmates and teachers.The headmaster's face was terrified, and there were tons of vigilance and hatred hidden under the greasy face.

Only Angus, who was with her all the year round, came up to lick her hand as always, wagging his tail to express his joy for her coming home early.

She tried to explain, but seeing her mother's gloomy and disappointed face, she dared not speak.

I organized the words over and over again in my heart, but no matter what, I couldn't make a sound——

I didn't mean to, and I didn't want to have this ability.

They did it first, and I didn't know that they poured boiling water on me this time.

I was really too scared and no one helped me.

And most importantly - I will not leave you like Dad.

She laughed at herself secretly in her heart, and thought like a bittersweet: now where is the question of whether she wants to leave or not.

Mom didn't say a word along the way, and after opening the garden door in silence, she found two unexpected guests.

One was sitting in a wheelchair, and the other was a tall and honest young man standing aside, looking a little reserved.

Her mother looked at the gentle man warily and didn't speak.

Emilia looked up curiously, somehow feeling: Her mother seemed to know this man.

The man smiled politely and said, "Long time no see, Mrs. Dale."

The woman is like a cat that has exploded, making no secret of her hostility.Mrs. Dale stared sharply at the man, silently resisting.

The man didn't feel embarrassed, and continued: "We are here to pick up Emilia."

Emilia, who was suddenly named, looked at him in a panic, and then went to observe her mother's reaction, and couldn't help being startled—the woman's eyes were red, and it was unknown whether it was from anger, sadness, or both. .His fists were clenched tightly, and his whole body trembled slightly; as if he was enduring some great pain.

It looked like she was about to cry in the next second, but Emilia looked up and only saw her eyes full of hatred and trembling eyelashes. She didn't dare to speak anymore, and could only try her best to reduce her already weak sense of existence .She had no doubt that if her mother really shed tears now, the liquid would definitely not be teardrops drop by drop, but hot blood.

The man sighed: "Actually, you don't have to be so hostile to us. Although the current situation is not unfavorable, it is not ideal. Emilia should have...even if we don't come Pick up Emilia and she'll be..."

Her mother cut him off sharply: "Enough!"

This was the first time her mother had spoken today, thought Emilia, distracted.

"Take her away, I don't want to see her anyway."

Emilia looked up in shock, looked at the disgusted woman, and finally couldn't help defending herself: "Mom is not, listen to me..."

Mrs. Dale gave her a cold look, as if what she was looking at was not the child she raised, but the cats and dogs she picked up everywhere.

Without saying a word, she walked into the room by herself.

Emilia hurriedly wanted to follow, but was stared back by Mrs. Dale, so she could only stand there aggrieved and waited for the punishment of fate.

She hated herself even more: why me?Why am I the only one being treated like this?

Why... no one likes me?

This is really, really bad.

Suddenly there were only three people left in the garden: the man, the young man, and Emilia who was at a loss.

The man smiled at her gently, and introduced himself: "I'm Charles, the head of Xavier School, you can call me Professor X, or just Charles. This is Hank next to him, and he will be you in the future teacher."

It was a normal self-introduction, but Emilia's eyes widened in surprise—the man didn't open his mouth, and all the voices were in her head.

Charles paused, and continued: "As you can see, we are the same people as you."

Until Emilia got into the car in a daze, she didn't realize what she had experienced.

Angus was snoring on her lap, eyes squinted, his tail brushing her arm every now and then.

It jumped into the car by itself when she was not looking.

The car was very quiet, except for a slow piano song playing from the player in front of it. Emilia listened carefully for a while, but couldn't figure out what song it was.

She secretly sighed in her heart: It's so advanced.

The car drove for about an hour and gradually drove into the suburbs.

Emilia could already see the tall building at the end of the road through the window.

Before she could seriously observe and wonder if this is the destination, the car stopped.

Hank got out of the car and helped her open the car door. Angus, who had fallen asleep, jumped out of the car excitedly and ran out. Emilia stepped out of the car carefully, wondering whether she should avoid Hank's hand.

She didn't, but Hank's hand didn't stay on her arm for a long time, and he took it back very gentlemanly, and smiled shyly: "Welcome to Xavier Talent Academy."

Emilia was exhausted, too many things happened today.The gloom of being abandoned by her only relative without hesitation still piled up in her heart, and she was brought into a room gloomily. After silently refusing the dinner and Angus' comfort, she closed her eyes.

【two】

She thought she would toss and turn all night without sleep, but she fell asleep until nine o'clock in the morning.

Emilia sat up in embarrassment, always feeling as if she had secretly betrayed her own sadness.But before she had time to react, the loud noise from outside pulled her out of the remaining sleepiness.

It was so lively, she straightened her clothes and stood by the window, watching the crowd outside with some envy.

Some of them were younger than her, not even ten years old.Some are already high school students, and there is no trace of haze on their young faces.

Others were about her age, and they were making a fuss together, carrying books and walking to the classroom.

As an unloved child, she was always very sensitive to other people's emotions.So she could distinguish the malice and good intentions of others, and she could also see that this place might really be a serious academy.

She's just a little... a little bit confused, is her new life starting like this?

Without warning, she deviated from the life trajectory she had set for herself before, and turned to another foggy future.

Before Emilia had time to think about her disrupted life, she heard three soft knocks on the door.

The voice was that of a young girl, as sweet as honey. She raised her voice and asked, "Are you awake?"

Emilia's heart is empty, she is really a lively person - she just doesn't know how to be considerate at all, if she really doesn't wake up now, she will be woken up by her.It's not disgust, it's just a little bit of envy. A girl who can live such a wanton life must be cherished by others.

Seeing that there was no answer in the room, the girl murmured a few words to herself, as if hesitating whether to leave or stay.When he was debating whether to shout again, the door was opened.

Emilia looked up carefully at the girl in front of her, and found that she was really beautiful.

Feeling depressed, he lowered his head and looked at his chest, only to hear the girl in front of him burst out laughing.

Her eyes were shining, and she extended her hand in a friendly manner: "Hi, you are Emilia. My name is Iris, nice to meet you."

Emilia nodded, stretched out her hands hesitantly, and put them lightly on each other: "Nice to meet you."

To Emilia's surprise, Iris didn't say much, except for the initial introduction and after telling her where Angus was, she quietly led her into the restaurant.

She is very popular, every time she sees people, many people will smile and say hello to her, bold boys will secretly look at her, and then ask her with a blushing face when Iris looks over if she has time on weekends .

But when Iris didn't refuse, the boy would turn his head away and stop talking, blushing under the boos of goodwill.

Emilia carefully hid herself in her shadow, and was not quite used to the gaze of so many people—even though those people didn't really want to look at her, they just realized that after sweeping over Iris, they turned their suspicious eyes to the strange eyes. she.

Emily's mood was getting lower and lower, and Iris was sensitive to it, but she was considerate and didn't speak.

Although it could be lazy.

But no matter what, she stopped walking towards the cafeteria, and changed the direction without any trace.

By the time Emilia woke up from her negative emotions, Iris had already opened the door of an office.

She looked at Iris suspiciously, this should not be a cafeteria.

Iris raised her eyebrows and led her straight in.

There should be a class still in session, a bunch of small carrots are sitting there, turning around in surprise.

There were bell-like calls one after another, and Emilia counted at least six clear "Iris" from the noise.

Iris glanced at them reassuringly, and said unceremoniously to Charles: "Quick, it's time to show off your chicken soup charm. I will help you substitute."

The children cheered, Charles smiled helplessly, gave Iris a soft look, and let her lead the children out of the classroom.

Then he turned his gaze to Emilia who was hesitating aside, nodded gently, motioning her to sit down.

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