Talented Flame

When the pattern of buttercream decorations appeared in my room out of nowhere, Nick entered.

I really should talk to him again about the door.

"Doria said you were looking for me." He leaned against the wall with his arms folded, exactly the same as when he said he wanted to make chicken soup.

"You're Nick." I said with certainty.

"Yes, of course I am myself, miss," he replied with a half-smile.

"Why don't you remember me?"

"Should I remember you? Today is the third time you and I have met."

"The first time?"

"I brought some wounded baby quail back from the street."

"No, I wasn't hurt when we first met, and..." I had a flash of inspiration, and a possibility suddenly occurred to me: "Do you... know Eth Tanzanque?"

"no impression."

"Reva?"

"Never heard of it."

"Andy?"

"We don't have this person here, but you kept calling him when you were unconscious."

My eyes moved to his leg, which looked unharmed and healthy.

He was Nick, just not who I thought he was.

"Are you done, miss?"

"Iris," I said, "I'm Iris... Olivers. And, I'm done."

"You really know more than the average person."

"Because you told me once." I wanted to raise my hand to my forehead, but found that I couldn't raise my hand, "Well, I found out the name myself."

"Then now, it's my turn to ask." He switched his foot, "How did you know my name?"

"You told me."

"Then your own?"

"In a prison, a mutant prosecutor and lawyer who committed a crime told me that I later fell in love with his son."

Nick paused suspiciously, and continued to ask: "Who is Ian Tanzank?"

"Your girlfriend." I replied with a playful smile, I'm sure he has 1 mmps in his heart and keeps swiping the screen.

"...Who is Andy?"

"My boyfriend."

……

"Interesting." He said darkly.

"I also know you think I'm crazy."

"That's right, it's a waste of time for them to ask me to come." He turned around and was about to leave, but I quickly shouted, "That's you from the future!"

"What did you say?"

I'm glad he's not going to go.

"I mean, I'm from the future, I'm not here 'for the first time' as you think. From my perspective."

……

"So, I will pick you up again in the future?"

"That's right, and you have a vicious tongue."

"I won't forget that." He seemed in a good mood.

"What was I doing when you... got shot?"

"You are...forget it." I wanted to say, but I was afraid that he would think it was his fault, "You can't help me, otherwise I wouldn't be here."

"Where's your boyfriend?"

"He... he also has his mission... I can't blame anyone else, it's me who didn't notice that there was a purifier hiding beside me."

Seeing that he still wanted to continue, I quickly changed the subject: "...I thought you would talk more about Yi Si."

"Ah... oh." He said with some embarrassment, "Is she good-looking?"

"My God Nick," I said with feigned surprise, "I didn't expect you to be like that."

"What's wrong with me? Ask yourself what your girlfriend looks like?"

"You are so superficial, Yisi will definitely despise you."

Nick snorted, noncommittal, "Impossible."

Where did you get your confidence, bro?

After talking about it, everything is much easier. Doria and Adams are indeed very easy-going people.The rest of the Olivers family is no better than the two of them. They often meet me in a hurry, or they look like they have something important to do.But there is no doubt that each of them is excellent. If such a family is not a neutral position, joining any faction can easily turn the situation around, which is obviously unfair to this world.

It turned out that the headquarters before the 715 incident was so prosperous and popular.

"Most of them use this place as a 'springboard', and after '715', they will go to higher dimensions from the space-time rift." Nick saw me waiting for the people in the lobby to be in a daze, and spontaneously gave me science: "The higher dimensions are really Mutants, with Magneto and the X-Men world, not here, just a fanspace."

"But if this is just a fan space, then the higher dimensions are not really the real world." I don't agree with his argument, "It's just that there are no cool main characters here, ordinary people in this world, They are equally real."

"Bingo!" He snapped his fingers, "Some people think the same as you, so they have integrated into the society here and are no longer attached to Olivers. It seems that you are one of them."

"... You also introduced Olivers to me when I first came here... You didn't say so much in detail, it was basically vague." I complained.

"Maybe I've told you now, so... I won't talk about it in the future." He shrugged and smiled evilly, "After all, your time and mine are different."

Yeah, times are different.

Just don't know if I'll be able to go back again...