Lynn doesn't speak

The gloomy sky seems to be a harbinger of crisis.

The torrential rain fell from the clouds, and lasted from evening to midnight. Occasionally, pale lightning flashed through the window, followed by thunder that almost burst the eardrums all over the world.

It was impossible for him to sleep completely in such bad weather.Especially when parents moved in a hurry not long ago, insomnia is not such a surprising thing for children who are somewhat resigned to bed.

Moreover, the teddy bear that has been sleeping with him has been left in the dryer downstairs because it needs to be washed.

He opened his eyes in the dark and looked towards the door.The gem-like brown-green pupils are illuminated by thunder, and the sea blue dipped in the edges is fleeting, like a gorgeous starry sky wet by rain.

Before going to bed this night, his mother read him the last story of the fairy tale book: the devil imprisoned the snatched princess in a high tower, the king was helpless, and only the bravest person could save her.So, the knight from afar embarked on a journey with a sword, overcame thorns and thorns, and went to the castle where the devil lived like a legendary brave man.

He likes the protagonist who fights the devil alone.Because the knight is always full of courage, so that the princess can survive any difficulties, he also has a nice name, Ann.

Maybe, like Ann, I should bravely get out of bed, go downstairs to get his bear back, and then I can hug it and fall asleep.

Thinking of this, he slowly lifted the quilt, stepped barefoot on the cold floor, but shivered involuntarily.

Really cold.

But this is the difficulty that oneself must overcome.

Taking a deep breath, he stood up slowly, walked to the door, and turned the handle.The darkness in front of me is like a beast devouring people, which makes people feel frightened. The faint smell of rust in the air is intertwined with silence, and then it is drowned out by the roaring lightning and thunder outside the window.

He walked to the stairs and looked down.

In the living room, it seemed that the ground was covered with crimson red.The mother fell by the sofa, motionless, and the little bear he wanted to get back was still falling in her hand, which had been stained red with blood.

boom -

Pale thunder flashed away, illuminating the only remaining corner in the darkness.

He saw his father slumped in a corner, and standing in front of him was a man wrapped in a black combat uniform, holding a gun and pointing the muzzle between his eyebrows.

As if he heard the movement from upstairs, Dad suddenly raised his head and looked at him with anxiety and fear in his eyes.

But he didn't have time to say anything.

The bullets whizzed away, splashing bright blood on the wall.

If only I could be like Ann.

Lynn thought so when he met the man's icy blade-like eyes.

In this way, he will be able to become a real knight and defeat all evil demon kings.He can still wait until his mother shows up at the bedside to read him the last story, and he can wait until his father stops working and takes him on the long-promised playground excursion.

Unfortunately, he wasn't after all.

"I see."

Resisting the throbbing forehead, Charles listened to Lynn's unemotional narration, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes: "No wonder you only react to the name Ann at this time...Because I witnessed such a scene with my own eyes, I left it in my heart." Under stress trauma?"

"probably."

Although he was not so afraid of memories now, it was always unpleasant to think about them anytime.Lynn responded casually, and was silent for a while, but still couldn't recover from the previous shock.

Also, things are weird.

"I don't remember ever coming to Xavier School."

If there is a body, it must be frowning like a knot.He combed through his memory again, and he really didn't think of any past related to this: "After my parents were killed, I was adopted by the Sherlock Holmes family and moved to London. The fact that I had superpowers was not until I was almost an adult I only discovered it when I was there, why is it——?”

"It's really strange."

After pondering for a while, Charles thought carefully for a while, but he didn't seem to get the point.Little Lynn was discovered by chance when he was using the brainwave enhancement machine to find Magneto, and then he asked Kuaiyin and the others to go to the local police.Fang took people over there, but no one surnamed Holmes wanted to adopt him.

After thinking about it for a moment, the professor put forward a hypothesis: "Is there something wrong with your memory?"

For example, someone erased this past for him, because of some special reason, he had to do it as a last resort?

But soon, Charles realized that if this was the case, then who else would need someone, the most likely person who did this was not himself.

"……I have no idea."

The person involved in this situation will never be able to feel it. Lynn was silent for a while, and he could only answer this way.

"Then I'll check it out for you in a while."

There are also many things that need to be further answered from him, such as why the future Lynn is in his wheelchair, but Charles is indeed too tired now.Excessive use of the brainwave enhancement machine will eventually put a burden on the brain that is far beyond ordinary people. If you want to restore the original level, according to Hanke's examination, you must rest for at least two days.And since he had to use telepathy just now, this time may be longer.

"It's time to go back, Professor."

Standing by the side silently digested the huge amount of information.Hank recovered from his bewilderment, and began to worry about Charles' physical condition again.

Also know that a sluggish Professor X can't do anything, and now there's more waiting for him.Charles nodded, just about to control the wheelchair to go back, but found that it moved by itself.

"Just a little thank you."

From the corner of the eye, Hank, who wanted to help, silently retracted his hand.Lynn opened his mouth softly, as if thinking of something again, his voice paused: "Thank you for what you are about to do for me...and what you have already done for me."

"this is nothing."

His gaze was as gentle as ever, like the breeze blowing across his cheeks.Charles shook his head, the sunlight falling from the clouds fell on him, and in those blue eyes like the sea, it was as beautiful as a painting.

And, I might as well do more.

Gently tapping the armrest, he closed his eyes in extreme sleepiness, but he remembered something, and a beautiful smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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At the end of the day, when Lynn returned to the room with the professor on his back, Charles had fallen asleep again.

Seeing the obvious blackness under the man's eyelids, Hank did not make a sound, and directly moved him back to the bed, and then pushed Lynn back to the laboratory.For the next few days, they stayed there all the time, jingling what they were doing.This made the X-Men who heard that the professor's wheelchair could talk looked at each other, scratching their hearts and lungs with curiosity, but they didn't dare to disturb him casually.

Although, there is actually nothing ulterior about this.

Lynn thought silently.

Probably because as a mutant, he has seen too many strange abilities. Hank, who is also a technical nerd, is also keen to do experiments when dealing with Lynn, but he is far less like Tony Stark. frenzied.At the very least, he didn't burn him in a thousand-degree high temperature, nor threw him into an ice room to freeze, or simply put him in a radiation-filled environment to fend for himself, or even rubbed him in a pile of gunpowder...

"Wake up, you're just an ordinary wheelchair, okay?"

Really unable to listen to Lynn's tragic story, Hank held the screwdriver and couldn't help but said: "Not to mention anything else, as long as I use a little force, you will fall apart with one paw. When the professor has no means of transportation, he may To put my head straight into the Pacific Ocean."

He took another bearing from the table, squatted down, and tapped the wheelchair leg with a tool: "Tell me, which side needs to be replaced?"

...ah, that's right.Regarding the fact that the professor's wheelchair can talk, Hank's first reaction is to use Lynn's characteristics to give it a thorough overhaul.

Really, unexpectedly down-to-earth.

Rolling his eyes at the ceiling with nothing to love, Lin En sighed, and said without energy: "The right."

"Hey, don't be so listless."

Probably because the autism of little Lynn is too deep, so that the image of big Lynn is also brought into it unconsciously.While burying his head in tinkering, Hank tried to talk to him like a worried nanny: "Speaking of which, is this your mutant ability? Don't you usually run into something like this?"

Because I never talk to people, I often lose control.From the day he brought little Lynn back, the entire X Academy, including the professor, still haven't figured out what his abilities are.However, now with the future Lynn as a template, this problem can be easily solved, and Hank is still quite curious about it.

"Not really." Trying to ignore that someone was trying to remove the legs of his wheelchair, Lynn's voice paused, and then he acted as if nothing had happened: "Accurately, my ability is through and Talking to inanimate objects dominates them. Although it is also possible to possess consciousness on dead objects, I generally do not do so unless I have to."

"Why?" Hank raised his head: "Is there any hidden danger?"

"of course."

Recalling the exhaustion he felt after possessing Iron Man's armor in an emergency, and thinking about it now, it was indeed a very dangerous state, Lynn affirmed: "If the thing I possess is destroyed and I don't If I transfer my consciousness out, even if my body is unharmed, I will die immediately."

"..."

The hand holding the tool paused, Hank looked at the half-dismantled wheelchair in front of him, his throat moved, and he immediately put it back together: "You didn't say such an important thing earlier?!!"

...I can run into other things before you finish dismantling, and I'm not stupid.

I don't quite understand what he is excited about, Lynn is wronged, but Lynn doesn't say anything.

"Tsk, why don't you worry when you grow up?"

Throwing the toolbox aside angrily, Hank pushed his glasses and said heartbroken.For a moment, it seemed to overlap with the always worrying Steve in his memory.

...to be honest, a little scared.

Seeing that Hank opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Lynn couldn't help but backed away a little. Just about to turn around and run away, he suddenly heard something behind him.

Dazed for a moment, their movements stopped at the same time, and they looked together at the place where the sound came from.

There, stood a child with brown-green eyes, hiding behind the gate, no one knew how long he had been there.

"An... cough, Lynn?"

Realizing who the person was at the door, Hank couldn't help but glance at the wheelchair beside him.This scene is obviously quite strange. If possible, he really wants to see what kind of expression Big Lynn will have now.

If you could meet your past self, what would you tell him?

Lynn didn't know.Even, when he saw that familiar face, he found that he couldn't speak at all.

This world is not a fairy tale, and fairy tales do not always have happy endings.

He was like standing in front of the river of time, watching two completely different shadows reflected on the water.Although he knew that everything in front of him was only temporary, and the years would eventually allow him to get out of this pain little by little, but now, facing that wound that was still dripping with blood, even he was helpless.

A knight can save a princess, but no one can save a knight, Lynn.

Lowering his eyes, he thought sadly.

The fingers holding the door frame moved, the boy pursed the corners of his mouth, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.But his voice, which he hadn't spoken for a long time, was so hoarse that he couldn't even make a sound.

"Lynn?"

He quickly noticed his movements. It was the first time since he was picked up from school that he saw Little Lynn actively wanting to speak. Hank suddenly became excited: "Why, do you have anything to say?"

Tightening the teddy bear in his arms, Little Lynn hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly.

Then, he looked at the wheelchair parked in the center of the laboratory, his brown-green eyes were illuminated by the sunlight in the corridor, intertwined with a bit of melancholy sea blue.

"Who are you?"

The familiar ability fluctuations surrounded Lin En, and he heard the boy speak directly in his consciousness:

"Why, are you so sad?"

I……

His mind suddenly went into a trance.As if covered by the mist in the early morning, at that moment, the laboratory, Hank, and his past self seemed to gradually become blurred.The sky is spinning, the scenery in front of him is receding rapidly, and his consciousness seems to be pulled by a powerful force, stripping him from the real world and throwing him into nothingness.

Soon, he felt himself being brought into a warm space.His whole body seemed to be wrapped in gentle floating water, and even if there was a moment of panic, it was quickly dissipated by the reassuring atmosphere around him.

Someone pulled his consciousness away.

Slowly opening his eyes, Lynn found himself lying on a sofa, the pale light above his head reflected the whole space like daylight, hurting his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes and raised his hands to cover them.Soon, as if he noticed his movement, someone came slowly from behind the sofa, bent down, and cast a small thick shadow on his face.

"Sorry to bring you in without saying hello. But I don't think you're in the right state of mind to talk to your past self."

A very familiar voice, with tolerance and gentleness like the sea.Lin En put down his shaded hands, raised his eyes, and met the eyes of the man who was close at hand.

"Welcome to my spiritual world."

Seemingly entertained by Lynn's expression, Charles chuckled, and the corners of his mouth curled up in joy:

"Don't be too restrictive. I think we'll have a wonderful time with each other until Hank finds out."

Lynn: ...

He suddenly had a very bad feeling about what to do.

The author has something to say: Charles: In my spiritual world, I can do whatever I want to you.

Hank: Happy birthday!The professor teases the man!

Kuaiyin: Longevity!My dad got dumped!

Wishbone: Longevity!Lynn is going to climb the wall!

Baji: ...Who is he going to climb? !

Lynn: ...Wori, can we not talk about it in a way that makes people think.

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Calvin, babies!If you don’t give it to me, I won’t be able to write roughly qwq! !