Superhero is my ex boyfriend [Zhongyingmei]

Charles thought that after seeing that cute and well-behaved little girl again, no matter what happened, it would not be much different from before.

however……

The cute and sweet temperament of the pretty girl in front of her was gone, instead, she stretched out her hand with a solemn face, and quite forcefully...

He pinched Charles' cheek.

Charles: "..."

Abigail's beautiful eyebrows were tightly frowned, and she pulled Charles's face intently, up, down, left, right, and looked closer as if observing an antique.

Charles was a little hurt from being pulled by her, but his good upbringing allowed him to still maintain a stiff smile. With a little helplessness in looking at children, he looked at Abigail who was staring at him seriously in front of him with a smile.

Hank, who was standing behind him, tried to break the siege, so he clenched his hand into a fist, put it on his lips and coughed lightly, reminding: "Miss Ross?"

Abigail looked fiercely at Professor Charles in front of him, and stared at him: "Who are you!"

Charles was really dumbfounded.

Although he knew for a long time that the girl who hugged his arm obediently and called her brother no longer remembered the past, but Charles was still stung by the child's fierce tone and suspicious eyes, so he could only sigh He took a breath, spread his hands, and explained: "I'm Charles Xavier, we exchanged letters a few days ago, did you forget?"

Abigail reached out and grabbed his face again.

Charles: "..."

Abigail looked him up and down seriously, even took his hand and looked at him for a long time before saying angrily: "I know you are Charles, but I want to make sure you are really Charles."

Charles' expression changed slightly, he turned his head, and looked at Hank.

Abigail stretched out her hand, pointed to the newly raised bruise on her wrist and said, "Here, this is left to me by the last 'Charles'."

Charles looked down at the bruise on her hand, his expression became serious, and before Abigail invited them into the room, he said, "Abigail, do you mind if I take a look at what happened just now?"

Abigail didn't know what he wanted to see. After confirming that he was Charles, she just thought that Charles was going to the house to see the scene, so she nodded: "Yes."

However, before she walked in, Charles had already entered her memory first.

Mystique appeared in front of him so clearly, he carefully chewed every word the other said, but still couldn't guess her intention.In order to get more information, Charles tried to turn his memory forward, but...

This scene……

It is really……

Abigail held a young man with a spider mask and... Magneto in both hands, and threw them both out of the window. The agility and speed of his movements was beyond his expectations.

Pretend you didn't see anything, Charles thought calmly.

At this time, Hank noticed his expression, stopped in front of Abigail's door, bent down carefully and asked, "Professor, is there anything wrong?"

Only then did Charles realize that his expression was ridiculous, so he quickly withdrew his surprised look and smiled at Hank: "Let's go in."

In the empty room, there was an identical wheelchair and a cup of untouched coffee on the table.

Abigail walked into the kitchen, brought coffee for the two of them again, and carefully asked Hank to sit down.Hank was relatively shy. After taking the coffee in Abigail's hand, he smiled at her.

Abigail didn't bother Charles, who was in deep thought, but turned to Hank, and asked in a low voice, "Eric is Magneto, Charles is Professor X, what about you?"

Hank cleared his throat, a bright blush appeared on his fair face, and said rather embarrassedly: "Beast."

Abigail blinked.

what.

Be a shy beast?

so cute.

Abigail likes this kind of cutie who is so cute, and originally wanted to tease him again, but seeing his blushing more and more, Abigail felt as if she had done something bad, and she was a little apologetic. look at him.

At this time, Professor Charles suddenly frowned, stretched out a hand, and held Abigail's wrist.

The moment the skin touched, Abigail heard Professor Charles' voice: "It's not fair for you to treat him like this, Abigail."

She turned her head to look at Charles in a daze, only to find that he didn't speak, but just frowned and shook his head.

Abigail had no idea what was going on, and continued to look at Charles in bewilderment.

Charles' beautiful jewel-like eyes carefully looked at her for a moment, then let go of his hand in surprise: "You...don't you realize it yourself?"

Abigail shook her head blankly.

Charles sighed: "You have a crush on him, so you exerted influence on him, but you don't seem to realize it yourself." He said, leaning his upper body to Abigail, looking at her intently: "You are right How well do you know your own abilities, Abigail?"

Abigail tilted her head and thought for a while: "I... I seem to be able to grow thorns from the internal organs of a person, and then pierce a person's stomach from the inside..."

Charles nodded slightly: "Yes, you can change the attributes of a biological body, so when you are frightened, you will use that method to protect yourself. But Abigail, you can also understand other people's body through skin touch. Thinking, and I think, since you were young, your ability has not been really buried, but it has not exploded."

Abigail couldn't understand what he was saying, and she turned to look at Hank, who averted her gaze.

Charles glanced at him and smiled helplessly: "Abigail, don't you realize it? Is your life too smooth?"

Abigail was dazed.

Is it smooth sailing to be kidnapped five hours after being thrown by a male ticket before a couple's meal?

...it seems that Charles must have been through quite a few terrible things.

Charles asked patiently: "Who was the first boy you liked since you were young?"

Abigail blushed a little shyly at his explicit question, not wanting to talk about her relationship history in front of two new strangers.

Charles' face was very calm, and his eyes were like a calm sea, containing a peaceful light: "It's okay, tell me."

Abigail said nervously, "Peter."

Charles continued to ask: "So, how did you confess?"

Abigail's face was completely red.

If he hadn't looked so graceful and serene, Abigail would almost have suspected that he was playing hooligans.

She tidied her hair nervously, pinned a bunch of hair behind her ears, and muttered: "I didn't confess, I... the day after I fell in love with him, he told me he liked me."

Charles asked again: "Then who was the first person you admired?"

Abigail breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he finally didn't have to chat about his emotional history with a big man, so he said proudly: "Mr. Stark, Tony Stark, you must know him, he is a Very, very good people."

There was no wave in Charles' eyes: "Then what did you think after you worshiped him?"

Abigail raised her head and thought about it: "I think it would be great if such an excellent person could be my mentor. I can definitely learn a lot from him..."

She stopped suddenly, and turned to look at Hank, only to find that his white, almost pale face had turned as bright red as a drop of blood, and he was looking down at his fingers absent-mindedly.

Abigail turned her head to look at Charles silently, hoping to find a glimmer of hope in the other's blue eyes, but he seemed to know what she was thinking, and nodded silently to her.

"Abigail, you can have an impact on those around you, even if you don't really realize it."

"However, I hope you can understand that it is unfair to do so. I can see human memories and hear human thoughts, but if I enter your mind without your permission, I will peek at all the secrets , will you be happy?"

Abigail shook her head.

Charles asked again: "Do you think it's right for mutants to slaughter wantonly because they are superior to ordinary people?"

Abigail seemed to want to defend something, but in the end she was defeated by his deep gaze and shook her head again.

Charles patted her on the shoulder: "So, it's not right to use your ability without permission to force others to like you."

Hank cleared his throat in embarrassment, and grunted to comfort her: "I think... I think it's pretty good, um."

Charles was so angry at his words that he couldn't laugh or cry.

Abigail sat quietly, neither looking up at the two people beside her nor speaking.

Even though everything Charles said was true, it still made her feel hopeless.

At that moment a most terrible thought flashed through her mind: perhaps Peter never, ever loved her.

It's just that she fell in love with him first without authorization, and then forced him to fall in love with herself.

Abigail didn't like this feeling, and she knew she shouldn't be thinking about it, but she couldn't help but think about every important relationship in her life - lovers, friends, teachers...

Everything would not have been so clear, so slightly frighteningly clear, if it hadn't been reflected in this way.

Perhaps Peter never loved her from beginning to end.

Maybe Tony didn't really want to take her as an apprentice, and he wasn't the one to take an apprentice in the first place.

Perhaps it was not because of her own strength that she entered the top experimental department of Stark Corporation.

Abigail tried desperately to tell herself otherwise, but she couldn't stop herself from thinking about it.

For a moment, there was a feeling of being surrounded by sea water, but dying of thirst.

At this time, Hank cleared his throat again to express his opinion: "I really think...it's pretty good." With a serious look, he tried to comfort her loss.

Charles looked at the honest Hank with anger and amused, who knew that this shy and shy guy would hold back for a long time before saying something: "If it wasn't your intention, I can't blame you... "

Charles held back a smile and rubbed the center of his brow helplessly.

You simply know that the little girl has a crush on you, so you are happy, right?

After throwing Hank a look to make him quiet, Charles considered his words and said, "Abigail, these things are not the most important thing, the most important thing, I think Mystique has told you just now, you are the strongest Great ability."

Seeing that Abigail still didn't look up, Charles continued on his own: "When you were young, when your father decided to take you to see me, this happened. According to him, at that time You said to your mother: 'Daddy is coming to pick me up tomorrow'. And your mother didn't care about it, but the next day, he did come."

"When he went to pick you up, you were sitting on the steps of your house waiting for him, and you looked up and said to him, you already knew that he would come under the big tree on the left and bring you Strawberry cake. So when he got out of the car, the first time you saw him, you called your father and asked him where the strawberry cake was."

Charles smiled helplessly: "Fortunately, you don't remember. In fact, we spent a long period of despair together with you. At that time, after we discovered that your ability is to predict the future, we tried to use your ability to predict the future." The ability to change some situations, so we made careful preparations and tried again and again, but without exception, all—failed.”

"I, your father, Eric, are all desperate. It seems that life has become a straight line, as long as we follow the track, we will get the inevitable end, and no matter how hard we try, we can't write our own marks on it It turns out that everything was fixed, and everything became meaningless... Later, in order to prevent your life from becoming as hopeless as ours at that time, we used potions to change your ability, but..."

Charles looked at her quietly, with a trace of loneliness flashing in his sky-like eyes, and said sadly, "Abigail, I'm sorry."

As if a doctor on the operating table was powerlessly apologizing to a dead patient, the meaning in this sentence was too deep, and Abigail laughed instead.

Abigail smiled and said, "Professor, you are really a very interesting person."

Charles was smiling at her, but suddenly noticed something after a while, and his expression became tense: "Abigail, you promised me just now, you can't use your abilities indiscriminately."

Abigail was at a loss: "Huh?"

It took her a long time to realize what she had done from Charles' expression...

Abigail: "That..."

Abigail: "I didn't mean to..."

Abigail: "That... what affects... can it be withdrawn..."

Hank next to him said to himself rather regretfully: "Don't withdraw..."

Abigail: "..."

After Charles told him to shut up again, he turned his head to look at Abigail gently: "Your ability is like a mirror. Whatever emotion you have for the person in front of you, the other person will reflect the same emotion. For example, you If you think Hank is cute just now, he will think you are cute; if you think I am... funny, I will suddenly think you are funny too, but the image reflected in the mirror cannot be erased, so the only thing you can do is The point is not to turn other people into mirrors in the first place.”

"Respect him as a person like you, no matter how the other person feels about you, don't force the other person to change."

"Abigail, can you promise me?"

She, Abigail thought, would love to say yes to Charles, too.

But the problem is, she doesn't know how to do it at all.

Abigail looked at Charles in embarrassment: "Then...then how can I not do that?"

Charles replied: "Practice. All abilities need practice. You find someone who is willing to trust you and has a strong will to practice emotionally. Over time, it will naturally be controllable."

After he finished this sentence, the next sentence should have been "Welcome to Xavier School for Gifted Students", but he never expected that Hank, who is usually a taciturn person, would interrupt again, and the advertisement he had worked so hard to prepare It blows away.

Hank looked at Abigail sincerely: "Like me."

Charles: "..."

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