[X-Men] The unrequited love of two people

Ernes' delusion, he found that his lover was a little different from before, "Eric, why did your hair turn silver?"

Eric also started to discover this problem earlier, but at that time his hair color did not change much, and he couldn't tell the reason. Except for his hair, his body didn't feel unwell or decline. The only thing that changed was, He finds that his ability to control the magnetic field is getting better and better. Is this good or bad?

"I don't know, it's ugly, isn't it? Like an old man."

"I like whatever you are."

Eric was once again moved by his cute little lover's words. It turned out that the person he likes also likes him, and it feels so wonderful.

Game 28

After recuperating in the Lanshere mansion for nearly a week, during this time Charles had a regular schedule. Every morning when he got up, Eric would push him out for a walk to breathe the fresh air in the suburbs. After lunch break, Eric would come to wake Charles up to help him Do leg rehabilitation massage, and at night, the two of them will start to do some beneficial bed exercises, and the days are quite comfortable.

After lunch at noon that day, Charles looked thoughtfully at Eric who was packing up the tableware.

"What's the matter?" Eric asked with a smile when he raised his head and met his eyes.

"Eric, have you ever thought about going back to the circus?"

"I have submitted my resignation to the head of the group." Eric said.

"Then if the head is willing to let you go back?"

Eric put down the dinner plate and walked to Charles and squatted down to look at him, "Charles, are you happy living here?"

Charles nodded.In fact, Charles is in a very happy mood these days. He and Eric have had a very good time together. He enjoys being here. Charles knows that Eric is very important to him, but the circus and everyone It is equally important to him, it is his forever home.

"You don't want to live here?" Eric asked again.

"It's not like that." Charles took his hand, "I like it here, I like being with you, but Eric... I want to live with you and be able to be with my family and friends at the same time." Charles said to him sincerely.

Eric didn't answer.

"I really want to be a little selfish. If you don't want to be like this, then let's think of other ways." Charles pursed his lips. He has a lover, family and friends, but Eric is the only one.These days, Charles has learned a lot about him from Eric. Eric's parents left him in a traffic accident in his early years. He is the only son of the Lanshere family. He has been alone all these years After living a long life, he gradually formed a withdrawn character that does not interact with others.But when two people are together, they complement each other instead of asking the other party to compromise themselves blindly. Charles understands this.

Eric touched his cheek, "Nothing."

"You can talk about your own thoughts." Charles blinked.

"Where are you going, I will go with you."

Charles smiled lightly.

Eric thought for a while and said, "It's just... can you give me a few days? I have to take care of some things."

"Uh, of course you can."

In the next two days, Charles noticed that Eric would show a frowning expression from time to time. Every time Charles asked him what was going on, Eric just shook his head. If it was normal, Eric would tell him honestly, This is a bit strange.

After lunch today, Eric went out again. Charles couldn't figure out why he kept running out. Doesn't "clean up" mean to tidy up the things at home before leaving?As far as Charles knew, Eric had no relatives or friends outside.If only his legs could move freely, Charles thought as he lay in bed.He tried to move his right leg a little to the side, but he was sweating all over and failed. Charles sighed, staring at the ceiling and began to stare blankly. Slowly, tiredness hit him.

Charles was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and was drowsy. Suddenly there was a rapid breathing sound above him. Charles felt someone pressing on him. "Hmm..." He closed his eyes and smashed his mouth, "Ai Rick, can I do that later, I'm a little tired now..."

The person above did not answer Charles, but kept pressing him. A faint smell of blood floated into Charles' nostrils through the air. Charles couldn't help but opened his eyes, and found a dead bloody hare next to him. On the side of the pillow, Charles suddenly woke up.He propped himself up on his hands.

"Woof!" A loud cry startled Charles.

It was a dark-furred Doberman pinscher lying motionless on Charles's quilt, staring at Charles with his piercing dark brown eyes.Doberman's mouth was slightly opened, sticking out a dark red tongue. His white and sharp fangs made his hairs stand on end. The saliva mixed with hare blood slowly fell from the corner of his mouth onto the beige quilt, and he fainted. A little bloody flower.

Charles' first thought was, why is there a big dog here?And then the second thought that followed was, where did Eric go?

"Eric?" Charles called softly, avoiding Dopin's eyes.

"Wow!" The dog roared loudly again, Charles' palms were a little sweaty, and his feet trembled violently due to the tense nerves, Charles was shocked to find that his two legs slowly started to feel a little bit, He could feel the weight of the dog on his leg.

To prove this, Charles used his brain to send instructions to his legs to stand up. Although he couldn't do it well, at least his ankles could swing from side to side.

"Who are you?" Charles looked at the dog in front of him vigilantly. Although it looked fierce, it never pounced on Charles and attacked him with its fangs.

The dog let out a low growl from its throat.

Well, maybe the judgment just now was a little bit wrong. In fact, it still wanted to attack him, maybe it was just thinking about where to attack him.

In this way, Charles and the Doberman stared at each other, and whenever Charles tried to move, the dog barked loudly, so that Charles didn't know what to do.

"You... are you Eric?"

"Wang!"

"Well, I can't use my mind now. I don't know whether your answer just now is yes or no."

"Wang!"

Charles sighed.

"Wang!"

"Meow meow!"

Wait a minute, Charles heard something other than a dog.

"Meow, what are you doing on Charles' bed?!" Eric reappeared out of nowhere.

Hearing Eric's call, the dog jumped off the bed and rushed towards Eric, kicked its hind feet and put its two front paws on his shoulders, and then licked and licked Eric's face with its bloody tongue.

"Okay, Meow Meow, come down quickly."

But the dog didn't dare, it quarreled with Eric for a while before giving up.

Eric walked to Charles' bed and took away the hare on the bedside, "Charles, meow, did it scare you?"

Charles flicked the hair on his forehead, "It's okay, ahem...is this your dog?"

Eric nodded.

I have to say, a dog named Miaomiao is really weird.

"But didn't you say that there was no one else in the room except us?"

"Well, dogs are not people."

"..."

Game 29

"When did you start raising a dog?" Charles carefully looked at the big black dog lying on the sofa.

"Meow Meow was raised by me, and it is now 6 years old." Eric carried Charles off the bed, put him carefully on the wheelchair, and then began to change the sheets that were soiled by the dog.

Wait a minute, he didn't understand a lot of questions, Charles rubbed his temples, "Why do you call it Meow?"

"When I picked it up outside, it was put in a box. It was thin and weak like a kitten. I couldn't help but yelled like that. I thought it would not live long, but I didn't expect it to grow longer. The stronger you are, the name has been shouted to this day."

"But why haven't I seen it since I've been here for so long? Could it be that you hid it?" Charles pouted with a puzzled look on his face, Meow straightened his neck and stared at Charles with sharp eyes .

"Probably because it often wanders outside, so you didn't see it." Eric snapped his fingers and gave the dog instructions, "Meow, come here."

The dog immediately stood up and walked to Eric.

"Do you want to say hello to it?" Eric asked with a smile.

"Can I touch it?"

"This kid is not fierce."

Charles hesitated, "But it kept barking at me just now."

"I think it's been a long time since it has a guest, so excited." Erica raised his hand to stroke the dog's head, and the dog whined softly, "Look, it likes you."

Charles' worries were relieved a lot. He stretched out his other hand to Meow Meow's chin to tickle it, and then scratched the back of its ear. The dog whined again in satisfaction.

"Who took care of it when you left the house?"

"It has always been free-ranging. Usually, Miaomiao will hunt outside by itself. When it wants to go home, it will come back by itself. It knows how to take care of itself and never needs me to worry about it. Sometimes it will bring some gifts when it comes back." Ai Rick took the hare beside the bed aside, "Let's eat this tonight."

Eric knelt down and patted the dog's head, "Hey, I've been looking for you for the past few days, you know?"