[Comprehensive British and American] Liaison Officer Daily

Nunnally, who didn't know how to respond at all, bit the bullet and stretched out her right hand, and used her finger to warn little Frank: Charles?Charles, let me tell you that if you go to the theater again, I will lick your star head and curse you to be bald in the future!

Charles was rock-solid, unmoved.Apparently, Boss Charles didn't think Nunnally could really threaten his hair - so he chose to continue watching the show.

Little Frank pursed his lips that couldn't restrain the joyful smile, and withdrew the love he compared, which was more like a peach than a heart.

I have done greetings and made friends, what else must be experienced in life?Little Frank tried his best to sort out the scattered memory fragments in his mind, and finally remembered his old father who was left behind.

"Where's my father?" he asked, turning to Charles. "Why didn't he come here with me?"

Little Frank was a little flustered.Before he was able to decide to take his father to surrender because he felt that no matter where he was, as long as he was with his father, it was no big deal, but now why did he come to this new place that seemed friendly, but his father didn't follow?

Charles was about to explain to little Frank with a soothing smile when he heard a hasty knock on the office door.

Charles bewilderedly signaled to Frank Jr. to wait a while, then raised his voice, "Come in."

Hank opened the door and came in with a serious expression on his face.When he saw little Frank, he stopped what he was about to say, and turned to wink slightly at Charles.

Charles frowned, listening telepathically to what Hank was about to say.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. just received news that Old Frank is dead."

Charles: "What's going on?"

Hank glanced at little Frank, who was still curiously observing the eye contact between the two: "The body organs are failing, and they turned to ashes directly."

Charles nodded calmly, indicating that he understood, and Hank turned and left the room.

Nunnally poked the pensive Charles: "Charles, what happened?"

Charles didn't answer Nunnally's words, but took a document from the table and handed it to her: "Can you give this document to Qin for me?"

Nunnally glanced at the title of the document: Regarding the proposal to apply to Charles to mark all valuables in the school with bold and bold labels, the names of a bunch of small mutants were written in a mess.She was speechless at first, then obediently picked up the documents and left the office, leaving Charles and little Frank a space where they would not be disturbed.

In the office where there were only two people left, Charles pondered for a while, and finally looked at Frank Jr. with a serious attitude: "There is some bad news, and I was considering whether to tell it or not. But I think I have to tell you," he paused Suddenly, the voice was very soft, "Mr. Frank Jr., your father has passed away."

……

Nunnally, who left the office, shuttled across the pasture with the document containing the bloody and tearful accusations of most of the young students of X Academy.The children who were rescued in the laboratory had already started their courses in the X Academy. When she passed through Hank's fighting class, she saw the little blond lady who had eaten Fulla's claws. !

So far, the X Academy has not found a full-time combat teacher. The X-Men can only take turns to substitute for the teacher. Today is Hank's turn.

Xiao Zhengtai was pinned to the ground by Hank with one hand expressionlessly, and was slapping the ground to admit defeat.Nunnally saw sharply that the other hand of the adorable little Zhengtai was pressing under her body and secretly raised a middle finger.

... It must be John who taught him not to run away.Nunnally immediately found the culprit who led to the destruction of Sanwu Xiaozheng, because at this time John was huddling next to Iceman Bob Derek, smiling and giving Xiaozheng a thumbs up.

Hank: ...when I'm blind?you again!you again!

The beast grabbed John who was hiding next to the Iceman, picked up the Fireman by the collar like a little rabbit, and threw it on the ground, showing a gentle but fierce smile at the little bastard: " You come next."

John reached out his hand to Bob in despair: Brother, save me!

Bob's eyes drifted to the little naughty next to him in an instant, his eyes were full of tender love for his girlfriend, as if he hadn't received John's distress signal at all: brother, please protect yourself.

The blond-haired young lady stood by and patted off the broken grass on her body, and gave a thumbs up indifferently to John, who was about to face the angry beast.

Originally, he just wanted to tease Xiao Zhengtai's John: ...God forgive who.

Nunnally, who was watching the development from a distance, rubbed the red star John on her hands nonchalantly, and then took back the little star that was caught off guard and covered her face with a gray nebula.

Rounding up is like a little star covered in ashes: ... the garbage deity QAQ.

John Zier, who was being rubbed against the ground by the beast, screamed: Aww!

The piano belt class is held by the lake today, and it is an art appreciation class for a group of small bean dings—that is to say, it is actually a group of children holding crayons and other things to paint and draw on big white paper, and some small mutants He also secretly uses his immature mutant ability to add a little personality to his paintings.

Seeing Nunnally walking over with the document, Qin smiled and showed a beautiful smile to Nunnally.She seemed to know that Nunnally's purpose in coming was not really to bring her any urgent and serious documents: "Want to see their paintings?"

Unlike the Beast Next Door's class, most of the piano belt's class is about seven or eight years old.It seems that most of the children rescued from the previous laboratory are in this class, and there are also a few children who were originally in the X Academy, a total of more than a dozen Xiaodouding.At the moment, they are all sprawled on the grass, drawing all kinds of whimsical pictures on the big white paper with one mind.

Such a scene is really too warm, as if the golden sunshine is shining into people's hearts, warm and cozy.

But Nunnally's expression tensed up involuntarily: Seriously, she can still accept a little lady or a little loli, so many little guys would be a disaster!

The little bean dings pricked up their little ears, and when they heard what Qin said, they all cast curious and mischievous eyes on the beautiful big sister standing next to them: target locked.jpg

The target, Nunnally, froze in place, and after three seconds, she instantly transformed into a humanoid pygmy cat climbing frame: ...I knew it...

·

·

When Nunnally was finally able to escape from the dreaded pile of carrot heads, Charles seemed to have finished talking with little Frank, and was pushed by little Frank to the balcony of the office.He asked one last time: "...Are you sure? If you are willing to stay, S.H.I.E.L.D. can heal you. You know, your life is just beginning."

There was regret in Charles' blue eyes, and he once again tried to persuade little Frank sincerely: "Your life should not be determined by the life and death of others."

Little Frank remained silent, looking at the people under the balcony who looked particularly relaxed and happy.After a long time, he said seriously: "I should not decide other people's life or death. I don't understand much, but I know that I have made many irreparable mistakes in the past. There is no sympathy for taking it away. I know you want me to stay because this so-called lucky ability can come in handy in battle and save lives. Maybe this is a good way to atone. But I don’t want to hurt anyone A person, as long as he has a living life with bright red blood flowing. I should have died with my father." He saw Nunnally standing by the lake waving at him, "But I follow you Came out because I felt there was someone here who could make my dream come true."

His thin, cool eyes seemed to sparkle like stars: "I want to see my mother."

Charles repeated little Frank's words: "Can you realize your dreams? You mean Nunnally?" He shook his head. "I don't think she has the ability."

Even though Charles believed that Nunnally did not have the ability to make people meet with the dead, at the insistence of Little Frank, the always soft-hearted mutant leader called Nunnally.

Panting and running all the way, Nuna Li always felt uncomfortable in her heart, as if something was holding her heart, which made her feel heavy.While meeting Charles, the message from the other party confirmed her bad premonition.

Nunnally, who has always been clumsy and tongue-tied, did not try to persuade little Frank after Charles' failure. She just felt very sad, but she also knew that the only thing she could do at this time was to realize little Frank's dream.

Perhaps before, she firmly believed that no matter how innocent little Frank was, he was still the executioner who killed so many lives and should get the punishment he deserved, but when she knew that little Frank would really die at the next moment, she From the bottom of his soft heart, a voice could not help but sigh: what a short life, he has just obtained his own thoughts and freedom, and the real life is just about to begin, and he is about to die.

There were golden cracks running across Little Frank's face, as if a flame was burning the flesh and blood under his skin, tearing the skin, which looked very painful.

He who was suffering from pain didn't take it seriously: "I want to see the meteor shower." He looked at the sky that hadn't darkened yet. The golden-red sunset was still hanging on the horizon, showing no sign of setting down.On the grass, several outdoor class teachers are working hard to drive the crazy children to pack their things so that they can go back to school for dinner.

Those golden lines were increasingly visible on little Frank's skin, showing the urgency of time: "Can you make it happen for me?" His smoky blue eyes were earnestly pleading.

Nunnally rubbed her fingers, as if there was still the residual warmth of the red star when she teased Burning John in the afternoon.

Charles signaled that she could take little Frank to use his principal's office at will, while he stayed on the balcony quietly looking at the noisy campus full of young and joyful lives.

In the principal's office with all the curtains drawn, Nunnally unfolded her abilities with an unprecedented seriousness.The beautiful Milky Way slowly flows past them, and the bright and colorful light gently shines on little Frank, reflecting his amazed and joyful smiling face.

"This is beautiful!" he said cheerfully, his eyes full of joy.

Nunnally felt her throat was a bit stagnant and her nose was sore.She cleared her throat and proposed in an equally cheery tone, "Want to see your star?" She pushed little Frank's soot-blue star into little Frank's eyes in an inviting gesture , "You can touch it."

The little star flashed in front of little Frank's nose, and playfully bumped into the tall nose bridge of the deity.The same golden lines as the main body flowed on the body of this destiny star whose radiance was no longer stable, revealing a meaning that one would not want to say.

Little Frank put his hand up as he said.Nunnally put her hand on Little Frank's shoulder lightly, and displayed the first memory recorded in Little Frank's star before his eyes.

Frank Jr. saw his mother hugging her husband happily with her belly upright when he was still in his mother's womb, saw his mother happily hugging him after a hard delivery and his father who was also happy, and saw the gentleness coaxing himself not to cry His mother and his stern-faced father who came to change diapers... He saw many warm pasts that were not recorded in memory because of his young age, but were faithfully recorded by Destiny.These are enough.He thought so, and his heart was full of happiness.

Little Frank's heart is much stronger than old Frank's.Maybe most of his life is not so happy, but as long as there is happiness in it, then this is enough to become the energy in his heart.

At this time, the golden lines on his body almost covered his entire body, and the scorching heat forced Nunnally to retract her hand that was on him.The star, which had been a dim smoky blue, quivered violently, glowing golden.

Little Frank looked longingly at the scene that was still repeated in the sea of ​​stars, and finally stretched out his hands before the golden light completely covered his original skin.He said: "If I really have that so-called lucky superpower, then I hope this ability can bless this beautiful scene never to disappear."

Nunnally's movements paused, and then she continued to manipulate the galaxy to surround little Frank, and the colorful stars kept flying and falling around him, as if she was in a massive meteor shower.

The golden little Frank touched his star that had also turned into gold regretfully: "I wish I could become such a beautiful star." He blinked at Nunnally, and the bright galaxy was reflected in the In his smoky blue eyes, "If possible, I hope it will be in the shape of a heart."

As soon as the words fell, little Frank's body finally turned into a piece of golden-red smoke, which flew up and down in the galaxy of stars that kept flying up and down in this room, and disappeared without a trace.

There seemed to be an afterimage of the dazzling golden light in front of Nunnally's eyes, staying in her blurred vision.

The room was silent.

Charles slowly pushed the wheelchair in from the balcony.He patted Nunnally's waist, who was standing there dumbfounded: "Little Frank left according to his own wishes." His words were full of comfort, "You fulfilled his last wish, didn't you?"

Nunnally raised her arm and roughly wiped her slightly red eyes, she nodded.

"Then we should respect the path he chose, Nunnally." Charles said gently. "He didn't have any regrets about his death, so we shouldn't have any regrets about his choice."

He spread his arms, tilted his head and suggested: "I think maybe at this time we should hug him for his smooth walk on the path he chose?"

Nunnally responded to the great mutant leader with a silent hug. She buried her head in Charles's embrace, which smelled of clean soap, and slowly settled the sourness in her heart under his gentle comfort.

The two of them maintained their hugging posture and silently sorted out their respective emotions. No one noticed that a golden light had sneaked into the galaxy that Nunnally hadn't withdrawn, and playfully struck out of a golden nebula. Turning around, he knocked on the soft fluffy golden cloud decently, and then got into the cloud with a whistling sound.

It comfortably rolled a few times in the soft belly of the cloud, nestled itself into the shape of a delicate heart, and then stayed there obediently and quietly.