"Sir, I love you the most."

"You have to remember what you said."

"forever."

Rosa only saw a black windbreaker corner that quickly disappeared in front of her eyes. She chased desperately, but the man disappeared in the crowd in an instant. fall.

She felt a big hole in her heart, and someone ran out of it.

Who is he?

"Rosa?" Charles called excitedly when she saw her eyes open.

"You?" Rosa looked at the man in front of her strangely, and grabbed the quilt nervously. His expression indicated that they had known each other before, but she had no impression at all.

Charles immediately comforted him: "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I'm Charles Xavier."

"Did I forget something?" She looked at Charles with some doubts.

"Do you remember your identity?"

Rosa glanced at the vase lightly, and the vase immediately exploded and shattered.

She raised her eyebrows: "You mean the identity of a mutant? Of course I remember."

"Charles Xavier, Professor X, I also know your identity."

"But you don't remember what happened between us." Charles said plainly, he couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or secretly happy, because it meant that she also didn't remember the relationship between her and her boyfriend, which to him is an opportunity.

Charles glanced at Rosa with complicated eyes, and explained as simply as possible: "You absorbed the energy of the apocalypse, but it also brought some sequelae. This sequelae is obviously amnesia. It may be because your own protection mechanism is preventing you from suffering. There are not many other people's memories, so you may remain in a state of amnesia until you completely absorb the energy."

"Then am I also a student of Xavier School for Gifted Youth?"

Charles shook his head: "No, you're just here to communicate and learn."

After two fierce knocks on the door, the door of the room was pushed open, and Tony went straight to Rosa's window: "Baby—do you remember me?"

His large, caramel-colored eyes are full of anticipation, with a childlike innocence, as if to say no is to commit a crime.

"Mr. Stark, playboy, billionaire, and philanthropist, or another more famous identity - Iron Man."

Tony breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the series of rankings reported from her mouth, and didn't realize that she was calling Mr. Stark instead of Tony.

"Great, baby—seems like you haven't forgotten me," Tony said narcissistically.

Charles chuckled, he really thought too much.

Rosa blinked innocently: "Uh, I also know Captain America, Hulk, Black Widow, Batman..."

Listening to the names she counted out with her fingers, Tony's face became darker and darker, so as long as she is a celebrity, she remembers it, right, this heartless dead girl, it's useless for him to worry about her so much.

"Then remember, I'm your boss." He patted Rosa's head: "It's the one that actually sends you money."

Rosa's eyes lit up, and she showed a big smile: "Mr. Stark, no wonder I felt very kind when I saw you just now."

Mr Stark?gentlemen?Could he be the one in her dream?

Rosa thought of something, and asked with some embarrassment: "Did I always call you 'Mr.'?"

Tony gave her a strange look, and said by the way: "I tried my best to make you call me Tony."

It seems that he is not the person in his dream, Rosa made a big cross in her heart.

"I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?" Rosa glanced at Charles shyly.

"I'll help you prepare." He was somewhat satisfied with Rosa's request for his help.

Tony snorted displeasedly: "I can do it too."

"Tony?" Rosa hesitated for a moment: "After all, it's his territory, let's keep a low profile." Even with amnesia, Rosa is still good at coaxing Tony.

After visiting Rosa, Tony returned to the Avengers headquarters to deal with matters. Rosa temporarily stayed in Westchester County to recuperate, although she felt that it was not necessary at all.

Because she slept for five full days, Rosa was very energetic. Even in the middle of the night, her eyes were still wide open, looking at the ceiling boredly. Her mobile phone might have been dropped during the battle with Tianqi.

"Rosa, can I come in?" Charles knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

He held a book of fairy tales in his hand, and Rosa gave him a suspicious look. Did he want to tell her a bedtime story?

"I'm not a child anymore." Rosa said first.

Under the dim light, Charles smiled more and more gently. He rubbed Rosa's head: "But I want to treat you like a child."

Rosa was startled, and suddenly lost the power to refute, and asked softly, "Why?"

"Because we, Rosa, want to be a queen more than a queen."

There were tiny stars in Charles' eyes, with an uncanny brilliance, and that blue sea was so tender as to almost drown.

"Have you read my memory?" Rosa lowered her eyelids, her slender eyelashes trembling slightly like butterfly wings, with a touching fragility.

"Correct."

"So ready for a bedtime story? We're doing 'Anyway' today."

Rosa looked at him quietly without speaking, the standing book of fairy tales covered the lower half of his face, her drooping eyes were covered by thick long eyelashes, and her heart also calmed down.

"□□all feel very gloomy, dark, all kinds of smashing things, all kinds of yelling, all kinds of destruction."

"My God!" Large said, "What's wrong?"

"□□all said, I am gloomy□□all, no one likes me."

……

"□□all, look how bright the stars are in the sky, but in fact many of them died long ago, but they still shine in the night."

"Love is like the light of a star that never goes out."

Charles closed the book and said to Rosa in a slow voice, "The story is over, it's time to go to bed."

"But is there really a person in the world who loves another person and nothing else?" Rosa asked.

"of course."

"Why?" Rosa stubbornly wanted an answer.

Charles held Rosa's hand tightly, leaned over and pressed a pity kiss on her smooth forehead.

"Because there is no reason for love." Charles looked deeply into Rosa's eyes with firm eyes, her heart beat and she was a little dazed.

Charles closed his eyes for a moment, he couldn't control the urge to kiss her lips, and his hands behind his back clenched into fists.

"Go to sleep."

Charles closed the door and looked at the bright stars in the night through the corridor window. The moonlight stretched the lonely shadow on the floor.

If you forget, all emotions should not count, he is just playing fair.Charles admits it's mean to say that, but he's just a human being struggling with human emotion.

On the other side of the door, Rosa stood by the window wrapped in a blanket. How could she not feel such affection?

He loves her, but the person who appeared in her dream was not him, that person was tall and thin, just the voice made her feel a flower blooming in her heart, and she couldn't help being sweet.

She knew that next door was Charles' bedroom, she took a deep breath, and decided to cut through the mess quickly and make it clear to him.

She hurriedly opened the door, and saw Charles standing by the window, his figure was lonely.Before she could say the words, she felt guilty.

"Large told all that he would love him forever and nothing else." She paused: "I forgot someone, but I remember making a promise to him that I would love him forever, and I think he meant a lot to me. Must be important."

"sorry."

Charles was silent for a long time. The air was so quiet that only the breathing of the two of them could be heard. He suddenly smiled and looked at Rosa.

"You remember that you want to love him forever, but you have forgotten that feeling. So to be fair, Rosa, you can't choose to ignore my courtship with this promise."

"It's not fair that love comes first, first come first." Charles held Rosa's face in his hands: "If you still can't fall in love with me after we get along for a while, I will return to the position of friend."

The pain in his voice aroused Rosa's pity, and she couldn't refute it, because she had really forgotten how she felt about that person, and he was not with her.

Rosa didn't remember how she got back to the room, she just remembered sitting under the lamp for a long time.

She undoubtedly has a crush on Charles, the first person she sees when she wakes up is him, and the baby bird complex comes to her without exception, and she has a natural closeness to him.What's more, he is handsome and elegant, and his blue eyes look towards the Aegean Sea that she yearns for, which almost makes her unable to resist his offensive eyes.

She wondered if such a development was correct?But there is one thing she knows, she can't stay here anymore.

Rosa packed her luggage without saying hello in advance. She pushed the suitcase and appeared in front of Charles: "You have to know that getting love is never easy, you need to create opportunities yourself."

"So you're going home to yourself," Charles said firmly.

Rosa didn't dare to look him directly, and nodded with her hands behind her back.

Charles smiled indulgently: "I'll take you back."

Rosa quickly waved her hand: "Don't bother, I can just take the bus back, and it's very convenient."

Charles didn't insist, he had plenty of ways to deal with her idiot.

When Rosa turned to leave, he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, putting his hand on the pulse of her wrist.

"Listen to your heartbeat and it will tell you how you really feel."

Plop! Plop! Plop!

Her heart beat faster, and Rosa blinked.

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