[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is naturally cute

With a whip in his hand, Sherlock whipped it in the air, with a fierce and stern expression, and an angry state.

"Rosa, from ancient times to the present, women who are promiscuous will be punished." He said as he raised his whip, as if he was about to pounce on Rosa immediately.

Rosa screamed and woke up from the dream, gasping for breath, this dream was too real, when she thought of Sherlock knowing that she and the two men had kissing expressions last night, she felt guilty to death .

Immediately, he picked up his mobile phone from the bedside table and dialed Sherlock's number. After two beeps, he was connected immediately.

"Sherlock, do you know that I love you?" Rosa knew something was wrong as soon as she said this, why was her tone so guilty, she thumped the quilt angrily.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Sure enough! Love needs good concealment. Rosa swore she would not tell Sherlock what happened if she was beaten to death. to him.

"No, I dreamed about you last night, I missed you."

"Miss Rosa, it's early in the morning, are you honey with your mouth?" Sherlock's voice couldn't hide the smile, and his resolute eyebrows and eyes softened.

"That's right~" Rosa tilted her head with a smile, and she couldn't help jumping up when she heard his voice.

She didn't even need to see Sherlock's face, just listening to his voice made her heart feel good, so she really liked Sherlock the most.

"What?" Rosa hung up the phone.

How can a beautiful girl not have few suitors, but her suitors are particularly good, it seems that her refusal does not know what is good or bad, but in matters such as emotions, there is a first-come-first-come-first-served basis, and the person who comes first has an advantage, and the person who falls in love first It has been a complete failure.

Rosa decides to go to the Xavier School for Gifted Teenagers to hide her emotional debt, and learn from Professor X by the way.

It was still daytime when she came to Xavier Gifted Youth School, and there were still a lot of decorations left from the Christmas banquet last night. When Rosa saw the mistletoe hanging on the door frame, her expression was not right, and she still remembered it clearly in her mind The burning heat of that kiss made her shake her head desperately.

"Rosa?" Charles walked over pushing the wheelchair.

"Long time no see, Charles, Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas." Charles looked at her softly, "Your room is still the same as last time, right next door to me."

"So I can still find you for supper?"

Charles covered his mouth with a smile: "As long as you want, of course."

A child ran past happily and greeted politely: "Hello, Professor!"

They stopped and looked at Rosa curiously: "Miss, are you a new mutant?"

"Yes, my name is Rosa."

"Then what are your abilities?"

Rosa thought for a while about how to describe her ability, and she caught a glimpse of the budding flowers on the big flowerpot in the corridor, and had an idea.

"Look." She pointed in the direction, and the shy flowers bloomed instantly, as magical as magic.

Children still don't understand the meaning of this ability, but Charles knows the meaning of this ability in an instant.

"Go and play." Charles said to the children, and the children waved to them and ran out quickly.

"Be careful, don't fall down." Charles reminded loudly, but before they finished speaking, their figures had disappeared at the gate.

Charles shook his head helplessly, looking very delicate and gentle.

The two continued to walk inside, and Charles said, "Do you know that mutants have the ability to classify? I think you are the highest Omega level."

"Because my ability can control life?"

"The ability levels of mutants are only related to talent, but obviously being able to manipulate life is enough to prove your pervert potential." Charles explained.

The two quickly walked to Rosa's bedroom. Everything was exactly the same as the first time she saw it, except that a thin-mouthed glass vase was placed on the reception table, and a long-stemmed Damascena rose was inserted obliquely on it. The dewdrops had apparently been cut from the garden this morning.

"Did you expect me to come today?" Rosa asked, looking at the roses.

"I know you will come eventually, so I prepare every day." His eyebrows and eyes are gentle and delicate, as if all the hardships in life will not knock him down, but he is a little more open-minded, handsome like a wandering cloud in the sky , like green bamboo.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Rosa pushed the luggage in.

The meaning of Rosamund is earthly rose.

"Then you pack up first, we'll have lunch together later." Charles suggested.

"No, wait a minute, we have something more important." Rosa squatted in front of him, and Charles looked at her suspiciously.

"Have you ever heard the saying that Christmas presents are best overdue?"

Charles, who is very knowledgeable, is quite sure that he has not heard this sentence, and honestly shakes his head.

"Of course you haven't heard of it, because I made up this sentence. You are very honest, so I want to reward you." Rosa said.

"Close your eyes."

Charles closed his eyes obediently, and put on an expectant expression very face-saving.

Rosa put her hands on his spine and exerted strength slowly. A warm force filled Charles' whole body in an instant, and the spine that had been numb for many years felt numb and itchy. This feeling almost made him cry. There was another sense of unreal expectation.

Rosa withdrew her hand and looked at him with dark eyes: "Do you like this gift?"

Charles stood up in disbelief, and stepped cautiously like a toddling old man. The real touch of stepping on the ground finally made him unable to hold back the tears in the corners of his eyes. His blue eyes were as clear and bright as if washed by rain. .

The disability of his legs has always been a knot in his heart, but today this firmly tied knot was opened by a mysterious girl.

"I said belated Christmas presents are always the best."

"I believe." Charles hugged Rosa tightly: "Thank you, this may be the best Christmas gift I've ever received in my life."

"So you'll remember me all your life," Rosa joked, patting Charles on the shoulder lightly.

Rosa would not know that what she said jokingly would be like a spell, and Charles would not only forget, but he would not forget at all.

"I think a lot of people are going to want to know the news and you should go out and share it with them."

"Where is your great hero?"

"I don't like this kind of scene with tears in my eyes, not to mention I have to stay and pack my things." Rosa waved her hand and refused. This is their moment, and Charles should enjoy the attention alone.

"Professor can stand up!"

The news spread quickly throughout the campus, and Hank, who had been working hard in the laboratory, ran to the principal's office in disbelief.

"Charles, the students said..." Hank saw Charles standing by the window suddenly lost his voice, and for a moment he had mixed feelings. As a witness to Charles' loss, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes .

"That's great!" He came over and gave Charles a big hug.

"What exactly is going on?"

"It's Rosa's ability." Charles explained simply.

As a scientist who has been studying mutants and is also a mutant, Hank clearly knows that this ability related to vitality is the first case among mutants. The super self-healing ability of two people like Wolverine and Deadpool can only Acting on herself, but she can act on other people, this ability is incredible, and it is easy to attract covetousness.

Obviously, Charles is aware of this problem: "Deadpool still owes us the maintenance fee and hasn't paid it off?"

Hank agrees: "Very much, I think he'll accept the job of protecting Rosa."

Charles nodded: "Next, I will personally teach her to use her abilities, and let other teachers take my lessons."

Hank, who has several jobs, was silent. Their school already had few teachers, and now there is a lack of a versatile Charles who can fill in the gaps. The burden on him is even heavier.

I couldn't help persuading: "Are you sure? You should be able to spare time to teach Rosa, right?"

"I'm just recovering from a serious illness, Hank, do you really want me to work so hard in class, and then be pissed off by the students." Charles' clear blue eyes stared straight at him.

Hank was silent. Didn't all the disobedient students be subdued by your book copying Dafa?Charles simply wanted a vacation, and if he guessed right, to pick up girls.Charles had been a high-spirited man before he was handicapped.

Although he knew Charles' true thoughts, Hank was kind-hearted and could only jump in.

"Ok."

Charles looked out of the window at the frozen lake, the towering spruce forest, the birds passing through the forest, the sky and the white clouds, everything was more vivid than the scenery he saw from the wheelchair.

This is so nice, Charles thought heartily, the wind ruffling his brown hair.

Rosa smiled while arranging her clothes. Even in the room, she could clearly hear the cheers and jumps in the school, almost like the one before the holiday. The students were sincerely happy, celebrating their respected Like a big patriarch, Professor X regained his health.You know, there is a solid wooden door, if it weren't for the loud cheers, how could it have entered this empty room.

In fact, she has wanted to do this for a long time, but she has never found a suitable opportunity to heal Charles' leg by giving Christmas presents.

Charles, or more precisely Professor X, has always been someone Rosa admires. All the efforts he has made and all the troubles he has suffered for the equal rights of mutants cannot be explained clearly in a few words.What's even more commendable is that he is in stark contrast with Magneto. He has always had the greatest kindness to human beings, even though he has been misunderstood and hurt all the time.

Rosa felt that her help was not commendable. She didn't pay any price, and she was just giving a gift to a friend who treated her tenderly and had stars in her eyes.

He is an angel in the world, at least he must have a pair of legs to walk in the world.

Looking out from the carved window, there is a clear sky, blue and cloudless. Rosa took a deep breath, and the future will be even better.