[Zhongyingmei] I have a four-dimensional pocket

Time goes back to when Love just left Charles' office.

"It seems that you have something else to say to us?" Tony took a sip of tea, smacked his lips, and made no comment.

"Indeed." Charles's expression was very subtle, as if he was struggling with how to say these words, "Actually, I inadvertently saw something in Love's memory. To be precise, I saw myself without hair."

Both Tony and Steve looked surprised.

"Although I've always wondered how you have such lush hair at your age," Tony said suspiciously, "seriously, it's not a wig, is it?"

Charles twitched his mouth, ignored him, and said: "This is the impression she has of me in her deep consciousness. I can be sure that it is not a picture she imagined, and I can also be sure that today is the first time I met Love, but I've never been bald either, so I also don't think she's seen me anywhere before."

"But she defined it as my image. Before seeing me, she had no reason to believe that it was me, although she didn't realize it, and she couldn't see those memories at will."

"There are gaps in her memory. I know that she had lost her memory about half a year ago. Those lost memories are mixed in pieces and wrapped in a cloud. How should I describe it? It seems to be mixed in a cloud of fog. , she never tried to touch the fog, or she never tried to remember the past."

"Maybe occasionally she will think of some pictures or a sound, but she shouldn't be able to recall exactly when she experienced that, and I can't judge the picture I saw at what point in time. "

At the end, Charles concluded: "I think, maybe this is what she saw in the future." He paused, "Maybe, in addition to creating the future, she has already witnessed the future."

The room fell silent for a while, and Steve opened his mouth to say something, but he was not very clear about concepts such as time, space, and mutant abilities, and he didn't know where to start complaining.

The first question was Tony: "Among the memories you saw, is there me or the old Popsicle?"

"Yes, there is." Charles nodded his temples thoughtfully, "Mr. Rogers has a beard and looks like he has experienced a lot of vicissitudes. Mr. Stark seems to be injured, and the place he is in is not like the earth... …It's a flashback, I think it's happening at the same time, and you all look so desperate."

"What does that mean? Not on Earth? Did I open the way to aliens?"

Charles shook his head: "No, I think that feeling is more like... the end of the earth."

As soon as the words came out, the three of them fell silent again.

"Can you be sure that those images are her memories and not a hypothetical one? Love has a history of personality disorders, although I don't think she has since lost her memory," Steve said.

"I can't imagine what kind of mental illness Love will have. Her mind is full of very positive things. Her adoptive parents, her younger brother, and her life after she was admitted to college, her feelings are very rich, and she also Not indulging in fantasies - of course there is a possibility that it was a hypothetical accumulated before her amnesia, but I still don't think it is a fiction," Charles said, "In fact, I also saw mine in her memory. students, those kids never appeared in the public media, and a few didn't even live in the United States before the Great New York War."

He repeated his vision again: "I think that is the future, our future, or our future in some parallel world."

Tony frowned: "Can you see in more detail from her memory? Or help her sort out her memory or something... I don't know much about your mutant abilities, but you are not very powerful in urban legends Are you a psychic, who can think of people at will—"

Charles smiled: "If Love allows, I may be able to help her sort out all the memories, but it will take time, and I can't forcefully untie the shackles in her mind, otherwise she may collapse. But I don't want to do it If possible, I hope she will never think about this matter. You can also imagine that if her memory has more things that have nothing to do with the reality she knows, it will have a sad ending. Now this Love will likely simply disappear, leaving behind a hollow shell of despair and pain."

He lowered his head and took a sip of his tea, showing his usual tolerant and generous smile: "It's adults' business to protect the world, and children should be happy and carefree."

"Love is such a bright girl, she should continue to live in the sun."

Steve was the first to agree: "Of course, it's a superhero's job to protect the world, and she's supposed to grow up as a normal girl, go to school, work and fall in love and get married—"

"Oh my God, Tinker Bell is only 13 years old, old popsicle, you think long enough!" Tony curled his lips, unable to deny, "Well, I don't want to involve her in these things, so I brought her here you are."

Charles responded with a smile: "Don't worry, I will take good care of her."

Immediately afterwards, the three of them heard "I...I like Captain America very much!" from the next room, no matter how they sounded, it was the voice of the little girl they were discussing just now.

So Tony patted Steve on the shoulder meaningfully, while thinking a little unkindly, if the little girl really had that kind of affection for the old Popsicle, then the future story would definitely become very ups and downs.

But the person who was confessed seemed quite happy.

……

It was only a little past eight o'clock when Love returned home, which was later than her usual time to go home, but she had already said hello in advance that she would come back after dinner, and it was not yet the time when her family would worry, So Aunt May just asked her a few words about what she had for dinner, and said that Peter seemed to be in trouble with his homework and needed her help.

Of course, Love knew that Peter would not encounter problems that could not be solved in his homework. Her brother's IQ was obvious to all. He was probably just worried about her body mutation.

So before going to find Peter, Love went to take a shower, went back to the room and carefully applied face cream and body lotion, put on her pajamas, and took out the book Peter left in her room the night before.

Peter never locked the door, and the two of them didn't have the habit of knocking on each other's doors. Love pushed the door open directly: "Hey, Peter, have you finished your homework? Aunt May's new body wash smells so good, then This kind of milk flavor is really sweet, have you tried it?"

"Love!" The little boy who was still sitting on a chair with his head bowed down to write and draw immediately jumped up and ran into her arms within a few steps, "How are you?"

To be honest, Peter, who was two years younger than her, was actually a little taller than her, even though he was equally thin.

Now this pink and tender little boy is pulling her shoulders, looking at her with watery eyes, full of worry.

"Mr. Stark helped me, problem solved, I'm not a mutant, I'm not mutant, I'm just possibly alien offspring. But, Peter, I need you to keep this a secret forever, even if it's Don't mention it to me, understand?"

Love felt a little overwhelmed by making such a request to a young man who was full of curiosity.

However, Peter's focus does not seem to be here.

"As long as I don't mention it, I won't never see Love again?" He still remembered what she said the night before.

Love nodded.

"Then, I will definitely keep it a secret! I will never mention this matter again!"

This kind of reaction made Love feel a little...flattered, she had never felt that her own existence was so important to her brother, he even let go of his curiosity and desire to study, and made a decision in an instant .

Love curled his lips and planted a kiss on his forehead.

"It's a bonus goodnight kiss, goodnight, Peter."

"Thank you."

Her brother is the best brother in the world.

The next day happened to be Saturday, and Aunt Mei’s plan was to clean up the house. It was rare for Love to stay in bed. She was also planning to participate in the cleaning work. By the way, she could propose her mutant school admission plan during breakfast. .

"I'm going to try to register for the SAT test. If it goes well, I can enroll in college in September. Of course, I will choose a school in New York. New York University is very good-my mock test results are pretty good. Peter has seen me do it. simulation volume."

Sitting next to her, Peter nodded cooperatively with a piece of bread in his mouth.

Aunt May was very pleasantly surprised: "Oh my God, Love, you are so good! What else do you need to prepare? A tutor? Or a training class or something?"

Love shook his head: "Actually, Mr. Stark recommended a school to me yesterday, which is a private school in Pennsylvania. He said that school is very suitable for me. Maybe a few months before the exam, I Can stay there."

Peter opened his eyes wide in surprise, and asked, "The school recommended by Mr. Stark? Is it a noble women's college?"

"No, in fact, that school focuses on recruiting special students." Love's expression suddenly became a little tangled, and she couldn't explain what is special about this school, "It's called Xavier Gifted Youth School. "

"Oh! I see. It's a special training institution that only recruits geniuses, right?" Aunt Mei suddenly realized.

"It can also be said that the students there are all extremely talented in a certain aspect." For example, they can run fast, pass through walls, make ice, and set fires.

Uncle Ben nodded and said affirmatively, "It would be great if there is a school's official website or brochure, but the school recommended by Mr. Stark should be fine."

Love hurriedly said excitedly: "I'll ask Mr. Stark in a moment!"

Aunt Mei teased with a smile: "It seems that our Love is looking forward to it?"

"Of course." Love winked at Aunt May, "Their headmaster is very good-looking."

"Oh Love—how old is that principal?"

Love carefully recalled the conversation with Tony about Professor X, frowned and said slowly: "...he seems to have experienced the Cuban Missile Crisis during the Cold War between the United States and the Soviet Union. He seemed to be a teenager at that time."

Aunt Mei then patted her chest and sighed, "I'm relieved now, 50 years later, no matter how good-looking the headmaster is, he's already in his 60s."

……and many more.

... over 60?

Love is a bit of a bad person.

Oh my god, Professor X is already over 60, she didn't count it before!

But he looks like he's only 30 years old!

She won't listen, she won't listen, she won't listen!

……

Their house is not big, and the cleaning is relatively frequent, so it is quite easy to clean up each time. Before lunch time, Love has already completed her small task. By the way, she helped Peter clean a window sill and a door. window.

Because the cleaning ended earlier than expected, Uncle Ben decided to invite the whole family to watch a movie in the afternoon, and agreed to go out at three o'clock in the afternoon.When it was nap time, Love went back to the room, locked the door, took out the pink random door from his pocket, and set the destination as the next room, Love's former home, that The door outside the apartment still has "Nate"'s name on it.

Since that house will be used as a foothold in the future, Love decides that it is better to clean it up, maybe there will be a chance to invite Steve or Tony to come here as a guest.

Cleaning tools are also available at Knight’s house. The water and electricity bills have been paid in advance for three years, so the water and electricity supply is still good. In fact, after she lives in Parker’s house, she will occasionally come back to pick up clothes, and the unused furniture is covered with plastic sheets. Dustproof, so until now, apart from the floor, the furniture is not very dirty.

Love pulled off all the plastic sheeting in the living room, shook it up and threw it aside. Today's time is definitely not enough for her to clean it all, and she is going to go back to take a nap later.Besides, what she will use is basically the living room and the kitchen, in case someone comes to stay overnight...that will be discussed later.

After roughly wiping the table and window sill, Love was about to clean up the dust on the floor. At this time, she suddenly saw a corner of a piece of paper exposed under the cushion of the sofa. She lifted the cushion to look and found a piece of paper. This thin book of fairy tales is an unillustrated version of The Wizard of Oz, and most of the pages are crumpled.Love sat on the sofa and flipped through it. On the title page was written "Happy Seventh Birthday". She thought it was a seventh birthday present from her mother.

But at the end of the page, a photo that was originally sandwiched in the book suddenly fell out.

It was her when she was about six or seven years old. The background and lights were pale. She was lying in front of a transparent tank filled with pale yellow nutrient solution and looking into it. What was in the transparent tank that hadn't been taken in? in the photo.

This is probably her mother's laboratory, Love thought, and put the photo back into the book.

The author has something to say: Personality disorders are also mental illnesses, and childhood onset is basically caused by growth and environmental factors emmmmm

I will slowly talk about my background and background later.

The more interesting plots, such as serious magical girl transformation and the rational use of high-tech props, etc., will probably have to wait seven or eight chapters after love goes to college [Yuanmu]