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Pietro pursed his lips,
And nodded. His eyes looked down,
And he looked at his intertwined fingers,
His heart was equally conflicted.
To be honest, Pietro didn't know what his father, Magneto, had experienced,
Everything he knew about him came from his mother's very few descriptions and the broadcast on TV news. Although his mother had never hidden who her biological father was, she was unwilling to describe too much to him and Wanda what kind of person Magneto was,
And the brother and sister, who were curious about their father, could only understand him from the one-sided news on TV.
To be honest,
That news made the young brother and sister feel a certain degree of repulsion towards Erik,
This was also why Pietro was still unwilling to acknowledge him, and Wanda had not even been to X Academy once.
Charles leaned back,
He could not help but show surprise in his eyes. He looked at Pietro with a new look,
After careful observation, he found that Pietro's face was indeed very similar to Erik's if the baby fat was removed.
"Erik will be very happy that you exist,
Pietro. "Charles said," Erik values his family very much,
He longs for everyone who is related to him by blood,
If he knows of your existence,
He will be very happy. "
Pietro was a little hesitant. "I don't know... I think I have to think about it... I don't know how to face him,
And Wanda,
I have to discuss it with her. "
"Of course,
This is your right, "Charles said gently." And he missed your childhood,
It is indeed time for him to suffer a little. "
Pietro was amused by Charles's little joke, and the corners of his lips curled up,
But he quickly withdrew it. He pursed his lips and hesitated. "Professor, he... he wasn't a bad guy from the beginning, was he? I heard from Teacher Hank that his other child … "
Pietro did not say the last word. Although he had never seen the little girl, Pietro knew that she was also his sister. Although they had never met, if one day Wanda died, he would not be able to bear the pain.
Charles stopped smiling. "Erik and I used to be best friends. Although our ideals were conflicting, I could understand him. I didn't experience what he went through. There are some things that I can't feel even with my telepathy ability. I know that he's in pain, and what he's doing now is the result of his experiences. "
"Pietro, I hope you can reunite with him. You and Wanda are his last family." Charles said, "He needs you."
Pietro was lost in thought.
…
When Ébourg finally "broke through the crowd" and arrived at the cafeteria, only Peter was left in the cafeteria. He was lying listlessly on the table in a daze.
Ébourg walked over, raised his hand and waved in front of him. "Peter?"
Peter suddenly came back to his senses. He turned his head to look at Ébourg and smiled. "Ébourg, you're here!"
Ébourg climbed onto the stool lightly. He wanted to lie on the table like Peter, but he was too short and could not reach it for a long time.
Peter had a hard time holding back his laughter. He cleared his throat, patted Ébourg's little head, and asked, "Was it fun at school? Did you make any friends? "
"It was fun." Ébourg gave up struggling and nodded with a smile. "Everyone likes to give me candy."
Peter poked Ébourg's soft face with his finger and jokingly said, "No wonder you got fat."
Ébourg touched his face and looked up at him in puzzlement, full of puzzlement.
Peter stopped teasing him and carried him off the stool. He held his hand and walked out. "Come on, let's go to your room and have a look. I didn't take a good look when I came last time."
When the two went upstairs and arrived at Ébourg's room, Ébourg did not stop and walked straight ahead.
Peter hesitated and slowed down. "Did I remember wrongly? Why do I remember that this is your room?"
Ébourg pulled Peter to a room in front and said in a childish voice, "Mr. Rancher is sitting next door. Let's go find him together, okay?"
"Okay." Peter's eyes lit up and immediately agreed. Then he hesitated and said, "But will Mr. Rancher like us to disturb him? He doesn't seem to like other people paying attention to him."
When they bumped into him in the cafeteria, he didn't even bother to say a word to Peter and left.
"Come on, come on. He'll welcome us." Ébourg dragged Peter forward with great effort and finally reached Erik's door. Ébourg knocked on the door and made a knocking sound.
Then they heard the doorknob turn, but the door didn't open. Peter hesitated for a moment and pushed the door open.
Erik was sitting at the table and eating. He didn't look up when he heard the knocking and controlled the door to unlock it. After a few seconds, he heard the door open. Erik looked up.
Why is it this little idiot again???
Peter smiled nervously at him. "Mr. Rancher."
Just as Erik was about to show his impatience, he saw a small head poke out from behind Peter.
Ébourg's eyes narrowed with a smile. The two shallow dimples were very cute, and he was smiling sweetly at himself. "Hi!"
The words that were about to leave his mouth turned around on the tip of his tongue and were swallowed back. Erik changed his mind and said, "What's the matter?"
Before Peter could speak, Ébourg ran over from behind him and stopped in front of Erik. He grabbed the corner of Erik's clothes with his small hand and looked up with sparkling eyes. "I came to play with you ~"
Peter followed closely and said, "I'll play with Ébourg."
He was afraid that he would be thrown out.
Erik looked down at Ébourg's smiling face and raised an eyebrow.
He reached out and took a tissue from the tissue box on the table, wiped his hands, and then casually threw the tissue into the trash bin not far away.
Erik skillfully carried the child, who was about the same age as his daughter, onto his lap and asked him, "Does Charles know that you came to see me?"
Ébourg shook his head.
Erik: "Aren't you afraid that he will be angry?"
Ébourg looked at him in confusion. "Why would Charles be angry?"
He is still a child, Erik thought. This child can't understand that he is now on the opposite side of Charles. He doesn't know anything, even if he is very capable.
Thinking of this, Erik's eyes flashed.
The stool in the corner of the room suddenly slid behind Peter. Erik said to Peter, "Sit down."
Peter sat on the stool uneasily. Seeing that Erik was playing with Ébourg with his head down and no one was paying attention to him, he looked up to observe the room.
With a glance, Peter realized that this didn't seem to be a guest room. Although the room was undeniably empty and looked like it hadn't been lived in for a long time, there was a photo of Mr. Rancher at the head of the bed, and the books on the table were open. Someone had probably been reading them before he came.
Next to him, Ébourg was seriously "educating" Erik like a little adult. "Blue God, be good. You can't learn from him. You have to learn from Charles. Everyone has to coexist peacefully and be obedient..."
Erik's mouth twitched. He reached out two fingers and pinched Ébourg's face. "Did Charles teach you all this?"
Ébourg's face was pinched and his words were unclear. "No need to teach. This is right."
Ébourg knew this when he first gained consciousness, but it seemed that very few people on Earth knew this.
This knowledge made Ébourg a little depressed. "But everyone can't coexist peacefully."
Erik said lightly, "Mutants and ordinary people can't coexist peacefully."
Peter immediately raised his hand. "Me, me, me! I'm also an ordinary person, but I can coexist peacefully with you! "
Erik glanced at him, then lowered his eyes to look at Ébourg's smiling face. "Not everyone is the same."
Ébourg bit his finger in distress, thought for a moment, and asked, "Then if you were to compare ordinary people and aliens, which one would you accept?"
Erik: "There is no such thing as an if."
"But aliens have started to appear on Earth." Ébourg's tone gradually became calm. "And if aliens start a war against ordinary people, you will still help ordinary people, right?"
Erik froze for a moment and rubbed Ébourg's hair. "What are you imagining?"
However, Ébourg looked up and asked stubbornly, "You will help ordinary people, right?"
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