[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Vampire Love Story

Before leaving, Vanessa finally met the legendary "humanoid British government"—Mr. Mycroft Holmes.

"...Midtown High School? Are you sure you want to go to this school?" McCoff raised his eyebrows looking at Vanessa's choice, "Then, I wish you all the best in America."

Midtown High School is Vanessa's best choice among the series of options given by McCoff - it doesn't have as many complicated interpersonal relationships as private noble schools, and is relatively more ordinary.

Vanessa didn't understand McCoff's inscrutable smile, but she didn't bother to speculate, after all, the thinking of these top politicians was beyond her comprehension.

"Thank you for all your help, Mr. Mycroft." Vanessa has always been extremely obedient in front of the elders, and she deliberately controlled her eyes. "I wish you all the best."

Sherlock on the side sneered: "She means that she hopes your hairline won't recede any more." He glanced at his own brother with a slightly disgusted look, "And, you really should lose weight. Mike Kauf, you're getting fat again—"

"Sherlock!" Seeing Mycroft's face getting darker and darker, Vanessa interrupted Sherlock half-truthfully, "How can you say that about the great Mr. Mycroft."

Afterwards, Vanessa immediately put on an expression full of emotion: "What Sherlock said just now is not true. Mr. Mycroft, he is jealous of your stalwart figure and... lush hair."

"Come on, Vanessa, it's hard for you to boast about his figure like a Cuckoo Hoff cake and his penniless hair." Sherlock complained mercilessly about his brother, and he said dully Putting down the phone, "You still have 5 minutes to talk to each other."

Vanessa looked at McCoff.Compared with three years ago, his face obviously has more traces of years, and there seem to be many unspeakable secrets in his eyes, which seem to be more profound and incomprehensible.

ah!These are all medals for worrying about and working hard for Britain!

Vanessa was almost moved by her own imagination.

She suddenly took a step forward and hugged Mycroft, just like a child who has not returned home for a long time finally found her way back—a hug that only brings a little girl to her loved ones.

Apparently, the sudden embrace took McCaw a little by surprise.He suddenly missed those past years that had been folded, even though this stupid thought only existed for less than a second before being thrown out of his mind.

"Come on! Mycroft, you are the best!"

Mycroft: ...I don't even want to know what this stupid rose has come up with.

When Vanessa let go of him, Mycroft still had that flawless official smile on his face.

"By the way, Vanessa, I have prepared a small gift for you, which is in your suitcase." The smile on Mycroft's face remained unchanged, and he gently told Vanessa, "Be careful on the road."

"And, you can keep coming back anytime, my dear girl."

"anytime."

That's the highest promise McCoff can make so far.

After consulting Vanessa, the private plane sent her directly to the Xavier School for Gifted Teenagers in Westchester, New York.

Vanessa couldn't wait to know the answers about herself.

But when she really stepped on the soft grass of Xavier School, those thoughts that seemed eager for quick success were put down a little by her.

This castle-like school is truly unbelievably beautiful.

Beauty in every sense and form.

She knew that the original name of the school should be "Xavier Manor".Until Charles Xavier, the founder of the X-Men Academy, the most powerful psychic mutant in the world, transforms it for all little mutants to study.

The ivory tower of mutants, a great school.

[Thank you for your compliment, Miss Vanessa Xie, I sincerely welcome you. 】

Vanessa was taken aback by the gentle male voice that suddenly appeared in her mind, but she immediately realized that this was the legendary Professor X-Charles Xavier.

[Hello, Professor Charles. 】Vanessa tried to communicate with him in her mind, 【I hope my visit today will not disturb you. 】

[Of course not, X Academy welcomes every lovely person with special abilities. 】The gentle male voice was like a breeze, easily blowing away Vanessa's anxiety and tension, 【Someone should have picked you up...he should be here now, right? 】

"Hello, Miss Xie." As soon as Professor X finished speaking in her mind, Vanessa saw a man wearing a jacket walking towards her, and he stretched out his hand to her somewhat awkwardly, "I am this You can call me Hank, the teacher of this school. Professor X asked me to come and show you the way."

At the same time, in Stark Tower, Tony, who had just finished testing the new armor, suddenly remembered something.

"Friday, do I have any special arrangements for today?"

"Sir, 15 minutes ago, the British government just delivered something belonging to Miss Vanessa Xie." Friday said in an orderly manner, "You have a banquet tonight..."

"Vanessa Xie?" Tony interrupted Friday.A little girl with princess hair appeared in his mind instantly.

It had been three years since Tony last saw Vanessa, who was only 14 years old at the time.

It was her mother's funeral.

The little girl's beautiful eyes were full of indifference other than sadness, and her pale face matched with long black hair made her as cold and stiff as those vampires in vulgar legends.

The old man's daughter should have taken care of her more, but it was a pity that Tony himself was entangled in all kinds of chores at the time, and his reputation was not right—after all, the little girl had a father's family—so he gave up.

Who would have thought that he would still have to take care of this little girl after going round and round?

"Vanessa Xie..." Tony repeated the name, "I mean, where is she now?"

As a quick-responsive smart butler, Friday immediately cast Vanessa's current location on the screen: "According to the location, Miss Vanessa Xie is currently at X Academy, sir."

This location was obviously beyond Tony's expectations: "Mutant Academy?" Then he immediately thought of the matter that Vanessa's mother, Xie Jia, had vaguely vomited bitterness to him.

..."Spiritual Disorder"?Tony raised his eyebrows, it didn't seem that simple.

"Help me get rid of the boring meeting in the afternoon, Friday." Tony put down the expensive equipment in his hand, got up and rubbed his wrist, "By the way, I'm going to X Academy once."

"So, I'm indeed a mutant, am I?"

Vanessa asked expectantly.

After getting an affirmative answer from Professor X, Vanessa smiled and frowned, and her joy obviously infected the young and handsome man in the wheelchair opposite.

Charles looked at the girl opposite who couldn't hide her happiness, and asked with a smile, "I haven't analyzed your abilities with you in detail, why are you so happy?"

"Because of the sense of belonging." Vanessa said frankly, she looked at Professor X opposite, and the scene she saw along the way just appeared in her mind.

Those mutants who were similar to her age were full of youthful smiles, and they were well protected.

Even though there were some small mutants who were obviously different from ordinary people in appearance, they were not excluded by the classmates—everyone was talking and laughing together and ran all the way to find the classroom.

The man in front of him is trying to build a utopia for mutants.

Thinking of this, Vanessa looked at Charles with even more admiration: "I have never known what this ability is since I was a child, but everyone told me it was a disease."

"No matter what my ability is, whether it is strong or weak, but I finally have a home, don't I?"

Although Vanessa's tone is flat, Charles can still draw a lot of information from it.

However, he did not show emotions similar to pity for Vanessa-the pain of the past has long been irreparable, and anyone can only live in the present.

He only looked at Vanessa with more gentle and kind eyes, silently encouraging her.

Vanessa just felt like she was drowning in Charles' crystal clear blue eyes.

His eyes were different from those of the Holmes men.Although both are blue, the men of the Holmes family are more calm and rational, like a sharpened bayonet, with a sharp edge that sees through everything.

And Charles' blue eyes are more pure and serene.

He is tolerant, gentle, open, and the vast starry sky.

While Vanessa was feeling Charles, Charles was also observing Vanessa.

He could feel that Vanessa trusted him very, very much.

It was as if a lost kitten had finally found her place.

Of course Charles could guess why she was so excited.

In fact, when it comes to appearance, Vanessa is definitely at the top of the pyramid.Such a girl should be extremely popular wherever she goes, but apparently her ability to be misunderstood caused her huge problems in life.

"Do you know why I can't sense your presence?" Charles asked suddenly.

Vanessa thought for a while, and she hesitated to speak: "...Because I have a problem with my brain?"

Charles laughed and said, "Of course not, Vanessa, you are normal."

He slid the wheelchair to Vanessa's side: "It's just that your thinking is a little different from ordinary people. It is divided into two layers, and I can only feel your surface layer."

"Then why did I suddenly lose this ability for nearly three years?"

"Maybe it's because you're deliberately suppressing it." Charles said thoughtfully, "And now, maybe what happened around you made you start to recover some emotions again."

"Never hate and resist, Vanessa, you have to learn to accept and use your abilities."

Vanessa pondered Charles' words.

She was 14 years old when she lost this ability. The death of her mother, the betrayal of her scumbag fiancé, the indifference of her biological father... At that time, Vanessa almost lost hope in love and life.

Then, after a short time with Sherlock Holmes and getting acquainted with Li Ou, a little friend from China, Vanessa gradually opened her closed heart again.

Then, the key to the last chain... Caius.

Vanessa looked down, and she suddenly thought of a more important question: "Professor, actually...I mean, I still have an ability."

Under Charles' surprised eyes, Vanessa finally revealed her secret that she had hidden for many years: "I can see the fire above everyone's head."

"Most of the fire lights above their heads are the same, but the fire lights of young and middle-aged people will be more vigorous, while the fire lights of the elderly or sick people will be relatively weaker."

Charles did not interrupt Vanessa's narration, he looked at Vanessa with encouraging eyes, indicating that she could continue to talk.

"I thought this ability was just so useless." Finally, she found someone to confide in her long-standing secrets, and Vanessa wished to shake everything off, "But I suddenly discovered recently that not everyone's flames are the same. it's the same."

Vanessa recalls the red-and-black firelight on Moriarty's head: "For example, if it's a criminal—the kind who's done a lot of wrong things, then there's blackness in the red firelight on his head. .”

Just when Vanessa was talking dry, Charles thoughtfully handed her a cup of black tea.

Sensing Vanessa's nervousness, he blinked playfully: "What about me? What color is the firelight on my head?"

"Extremely bright and dazzling red." Vanessa recalled that when she first entered Charles' office, she could hardly take her eyes off the top of his head.

In order to prove her words, Vanessa almost urgently asked: "You can come to my mind and feel it!"

In order to show her sincerity, she walked directly in front of Charles and squatted down, her gray-blue eyes showed eagerness and sincerity: "I can try my best to hint myself and reduce resistance, professor."

It was the first time Charles had been so desperately wanted inside his head.

This feeling is very subtle.

As we all know, Charles' ability is so powerful that almost many people are afraid of it or can avoid it in almost daily life.Very few people would be willing to let him see the private stories of their lives.

So this is the first time Charles has seen someone so eager to be able to... share their experiences.

In other words, Charles was keenly aware that this little girl was eager to empathize.

She was almost suffocated by her special ability.

"...So that's it." Charles roughly glanced around the imaging clips in Vanessa's mind. Among a group of red flames, he seemed to vaguely see a... green light?

Charles frowned imperceptibly, and he asked directly: "Apart from red, would anyone have a green light above their heads, Vanessa?"

"No!" Vanessa subconsciously denied the existence of vampires. The less people know about the existence of vampires, the better. "That...you must have read it wrong. I met a person before, and his hair was green."

She edited it more and more smoothly, and said in a very sincere tone: "In Chinese language, this person is a 'non-mainstream'."

Sorry Caius, Vanessa thought silently, hoping he never knew about this conversation.

Feeling the tension after Vanessa finished speaking, Charles considerately did not continue the topic, he made a joke, "Speaking of this, at first I thought it was my hairstyle that attracted your attention."

After being said by Charles, Vanessa's attention returned to Charles... on the top of his bald head.

Hey, could the professor be British?

"...I'm not British, Vanessa." Charles said helplessly, after meeting Vanessa's surprised gaze, he pointed to his brain, "I just felt your concern about the hairline clearly just now. obsession."

Vanessa, who is always brazen, rarely felt a little embarrassed.

After the relaxed atmosphere, the topic returned to the right track.

"So, Vanessa, if you looked in the mirror, could you see your own firelight?" Charles suggested a vision.

"No. If I look in the mirror, I can't even see the 'flame' of other people."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Charles thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "What about those 'dreams'? When you are in other worlds, can you see their flames?"

"No, Professor." Vanessa recalled, "When I was floating in another world, I couldn't see their flames, nor could I touch..."

Vanessa's voice stopped abruptly.

Because she suddenly remembered that during the most recent time when she left the soul, because the earphone cable of the other party blocked her view, she reached out to pick it away——

And she succeeded.

"Although I can't get the exact value right now, I already have a rough guess. Vanessa, have you ever tried to touch the 'fire' on top of someone else's head?"

Vanessa looked up sharply, her gray-blue eyes burst into a strong and brilliant light.

Like an unsinkable rising sun floating on the water.

"...manipulate everything in the existing time and space."

Looking into Vanessa's eyes, Charles spoke slowly and seriously.

"Vanessa, your ability is very powerful. It is even very likely that it can communicate time and space."

The author has something to say: Charles is so gentle

I really want……

Caius will be bored by me for another chapter hhhh【Being beaten up

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