Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Charles' sleep was not long.

It must be uncomfortable to lean on the back of the chair and look down into dreams, so there was a sound in the knees, and the closed eyelids moved quickly, and the bright blue eyes blinked.

Professor X stepped out of the dream, and his eyes were confused like a child for a moment-it was so beautiful, it was a pity that he didn't take a picture as a souvenir, then he remembered that he was at Tony's house, and when he woke up, he looked down and saw Daisy holding a small A blanket was thrown over him.

"The professor is awake." Daisy said softly.

This is the blanket she covers when she takes a nap. It's a thin piece. It may be cute for adults, but it's still no problem to cover her legs.

Dad said that the professor's leg was injured, and he couldn't stand up and walk since then. It would be bad if he caught a cold again.

"Sorry." Charles wiped his face and smiled at Daisy, "I accidentally fell asleep."

"Because you're tired?" Daisy asked.

The sunshine was very good, Charles closed the book, squeezed a piece of sunlight into the pages, and said slowly: "Maybe."

"I have a bed at home." Tuanzi said enthusiastically.

Charles shook his hand and said no, he had recovered from the short sleep just now.

But Daisy saw that his face seemed to be more tired, she was puzzled, and felt that adults would not lie to children, so although she was curious, she didn't ask any more questions, and ran outside to get a glass of water for the professor to drink.

Charles bent down and tried to pick up the toys on the ground within his reach.

His legs have been unable to walk for a long time, but fortunately his mind and hands are still very flexible.

There were footsteps at the door, but it wasn't Daisy who came in to get the water, but Hank who was supposed to be talking to Tony outside.

"Mr. Stark invited us to stay for lunch." Hank said.

"Alright." Charles thought for a moment.

"Daisy said you fell asleep just now." Hank held a glass of water in his hand, he must have brought the child in by the way, handed it to Charles while speaking, looked at his face, and said with relief, "What are you trying to do? ? I didn’t find it this time, but I will definitely succeed next time.”

"That's what you said last time, Hank." Charles shook his head with a smile, and took a sip of water to moisten his lips, "I don't want to force her to be taken home. It's just that Eric has been missing again recently, and I'm worried about her... ..."

"Riwen has her own judgment." Hank said, "Although Eric's agitation is very tempting, I am willing to believe her. The two of them are different."

The "Ruiwen" they mentioned was the mutant "Mystique" who had run away from Xavier School for Gifted Boys for many years.

When Daisy went to Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters last time, she saw a photo in Charles' office. The smiling blonde girl in the photo was Raven.

Ruiwen is to Charles, the younger sister who grew up with him.

It's been a long time since the farewell, Charles already has gray hair, and Ruiwen can still maintain a youthful appearance with her own special ability.

Charles told Hank that he didn't try to be brave, and then he really seemed to forget the failure of finding Raven. Not only was he willing to have lunch at Stark's house, but when Daisy came in from outside again, he could also have a meal with him. The baby talked and laughed and played games together.

Rapunzel's house wine has not been carried out smoothly.

Think about who Charles Xavier is, without too many words, and without test questions, just stand in front of him—with the help of tools, he can read the thoughts of any person even thousands of miles away, If he is willing, destroying a living body from consciousness is only a matter of a thought.

When the little yellow people heard that Charles was coming and heard about his abilities, they ran up in groups to see if it was really so magical.

Charles looked more harmless than they had imagined.

And when the gentle professor sits in a wheelchair, calls out their names without thinking, and with a random finger, he can tell the lunch menu at noon that the little yellow man he ordered, the banana capsules burst into bursts Huge cheers.

"Is it that you can hear the voice in your heart?" Daisy asked curiously.

Charles is willing to spare a little time to play with the minions with his ability, but he has never clicked on Daisy. Daisy stood on tiptoe, but he still didn't click on it, which is very tempting for children.

"That's right." Charles said, "Everyone has a different voice in their hearts."

The gathering of many words is not a harmonious sonata, but a noisy purgatory that makes people lose themselves.

But this purgatory started when Charles could control his abilities, so it was not so terrible.

"Listen to me, please?" Daisy covered her heart with her small hands, only to feel a lively bird thumping in her chest, her ears were not long enough, so she couldn't hear what it was like by herself .

She has heard the sound of her father's heartbeat, steady and powerful, like a sledgehammer, hitting the rhythm of her body every now and then. Occasionally, she fell asleep, and falling asleep listening to the sound of heartbeat was very comfortable.

"Does my heart sound good?" Daisy asked.

Charles shook his head.

It's not that he doesn't want to listen, it's that he can't.

Even the little yellow man can hear what's in his heart, but Daisy's inner voice seems to be hidden in a wall, and the prying ears can't get in, and the voice inside can't come out.

So far.

If Charles knew that Daisy was the daughter of the soul gem, perhaps he would be able to solve this doubt from now on.

"It's good if you can't hear it." Charles said, "The relationship between people is gradually deepened between guessing and guessing."

What's more, there are so many secrets in the world, some of them are better not known than known.

After the minions had finished their fun, they sang and danced and went underground to make their lunch at noon today.

So the storybook of "Rapunzel" finally had a chance to be opened again, allowing Daisy and Charles to continue their unfinished reading quietly.

The story is not long, because it is a fairy tale, it often has a happy ending.

When Daisy opened the first page, Rapunzel was dreaming on a tall tower.

"Did you have a dream just now, professor?" Tuanzi raised his head and asked.

Charles thought for a while, as if recalling a dream, and nodded for a moment, "It should be a dream."

"Is it a good dream?" Daisy asked again, "I like to dream!"

Her life is already very good, and she doesn't have to fulfill her wish in a dream, but in her dream, there is a rainbow pony with wings. She and her father lie on the white clouds and eat the clouds. Twist that pinch of pure white into thin lines, swing from the sky into the sea, swim with the little mermaid into the deepest and deepest blue, and see the Atlantis, which is drawn with crayons.

How wonderful!

Daisy hopes from the bottom of her heart that everyone can have good dreams when they fall asleep.

"As long as you don't listen to other people's voices in your dreams, it's a good dream for me." Charles joked.

It's a joke, not necessarily the truth.

"You don't like to listen to other people's inner voice." Daisy said.

"Hmm." Charles thought for a while, "If I pursue it strictly, I will probably be arrested one day for seriously endangering the privacy of many people."

This is too serious.

The two continued to read the storybook.

Rapunzel's hair has magic power, and the magic power can keep people young forever, so the witch wants to take her away and lock her in a tall tower, and no one will let anyone see her.

The witch herself has strong witchcraft, but she is very selfish and has not done any good with witchcraft.

"It's not good." Daisy said.

Pointing to the illustration of a witch in the book, she said, "Did something bad."

"She didn't use her powers well," Charles said.

Daisy thought about herself, she was able to fly, and she still had a lot of strength. When she was flying, she helped hang the stars on the top of the Christmas tree. He has superpowers, so he looks very proud.

"We all did the right thing." Daisy said, "What I did well, the professor also did well."

In fact, from the perspective of a little yellow man, apart from Daisy, Charles is undoubtedly another excellent potential stock to become a big villain.

He has such a powerful brain, as long as he has an evil thought...

Just have an evil thought.

"It's easier to do bad things than good things, Daisy." Charles said, "If I'm not humble, I can say that I'm a very powerful person. Then it's too easy to do some damage and hurt others."

"But why do you do that?"

The professor asked the baby softly, but he was also asking himself. He lowered his head and caressed the illustration of Rapunzel lying on the tower window and looking into the distance, "Rapunzel was imprisoned in the tower by the witch for many, many years. She may There's a lot of heartbreak."

"But looking out of the window every day, she can still see the sunrise, sunset, rain and snow, and sometimes flowers, all of which are very good things."

"Maybe that's a reason not to do bad things," Charles said.

"Don't do bad things even if you are not strong," Daisy said.

Charles just laughed.

"This is my favorite scene in the story." He turned the book to the back and pointed to a page of illustrations for Daisy.

In order to stop the witch from hurting others, Rapunzel resolutely cut off her magical hair.

"If I could just cut my own 'hair' like this, it would be nice to be an ordinary person, wouldn't it?" Charles closed his eyes, "I can only hear the beating of a person's heart."

Daisy doesn't quite understand the pain of mutants.

Is talent a good thing?But the price is very high.Read a person's heart, read his first half of life, read his pain, read his sins.

As if experiencing the same first half of life, the same pain, the same sin.

Not feeling well.

At this moment, baby Daisy was sitting on the carpet, and felt that the professor seemed to have obtained happiness that could not be easily obtained in his imagination, like Rapunzel, cutting off her magic power and rushing towards her happiness and freedom.

"But according to my level, if I want to be an ordinary person, cutting my hair short may not be enough." After a while, Charles opened his eyes and spread his hands to Daisy, "Maybe I have to shave my head bald."

As he talked, he laughed first.