It is a colorful dream, and it is also a bubble of glass-like color. When it bursts, it will trigger a burst of music that makes people dance.The blinding sunlight fell unevenly on the grass like a thin layer of freshly fallen snow.It was her beautiful, flawless childhood, filled with the warmth and love of her family.

Go fuck it.

Iris exhaled a puff of smoke ring, her fair face was full of disgust and confusion.

After the particles in the smoke left the warm dust mist, they trembled twice in a panic, and then tightly attached to the curtain.

"My Iris."

"I beg you to save her, I will definitely listen to her in the future..."

"I'm never going to sneak out again."

"You only have this ability to use—"

What is locked in the box is not the memory of "Iris", but 15-year-old Dolly.

Iris put out the cigarette in her hand on the bedside table and stood up from the bed.

The red spark at the tail of the slender smoke made its last weak struggle, and then disappeared in a small burnt gray-black scar.

Due to being in a coma for a long time and not eating, her eyes went black for a while.

Iris closed her eyes and waited for the swooning feeling to pass.When she could see the stars on the ceiling again, she squatted down and put on her shoes, washed her face briefly, put on her hat and went out.

In autumn, the coolness permeates the bones. Different from the desolation and biting coldness of winter, the bleakness of autumn spreads from the inside of the body inch by inch.Iris shivered as soon as she went out, she wrapped her thin coat tightly, and hesitated whether to go back to the house and change into a dress.

forget it.She smiled mockingly, and locked the door behind her.

Just freeze yourself to death.

The road has never felt so long.She stomped her feet uncomfortably, trying to make herself warmer.It seemed that she hadn't walked this road for a long time since Peter appeared.

Thinking of this, Iris froze for a moment, this was the first time she thought of him actively after waking up.The silver hidden in every corner of her memory after she became Iris, the person who tilted his trust towards her unreservedly, the person who was obviously naive at the beginning, but all he gave her was the month after he tried his best to filter it. Sexy, man?

or boy?

Iris pictured him in her mind from beginning to end, and couldn't help but be amazed at how familiar she was with him, so lifelike that she could touch him now with her outstretched hand.

But it's never like that.

He has been standing there, waiting for her to raise her hand or nod her head, ready to appear by her side at any time.It was also he who gave her the right to touch him at any time, and never complained.

It's just that the previous "Iris" has been immersed in her own world and has never paid much attention to the outside world.

The little angel raised her head slowly, and whispered behind her ear: "What about now, is Iris going to give him her hand?"

will i?I--

"Iris?"

Iris snapped back from her thoughts and saw Miss Rose who was greeting her.

She smiled apologetically and looked at her inexplicably.

Ross raised his eyebrows, and repeated what he said just now helplessly: "Why did you come here suddenly today, that professor of letters asked you to leave for you."

"Really? That's very kind of him."

Iris took the words smoothly.

Rose looked at her suspiciously: "Are you okay? You seem a little...absent today. I've heard what happened before, if you still feel a little uncomfortable, there's no need for you to—"

"Ross, do you remember how long ago I started dancing with you?"

Ross didn't answer.

Iris looked at her quietly and didn't speak.

Time didn't last long.

Rose secretly sighed in his heart, and didn't know whether to be relieved or helpless about the sudden familiarity.

Sure enough, I can't rely on her.

"Maybe about 15 years old, maybe later."

"It should be earlier."

Iris smiled.

Rose couldn't see any emotion in her, but felt that the smile was extremely indifferent.

"I have been dancing here since I was about 13 years old. You were also the lead dancer when you just came here. I begged you for a long time to stay."

Ross squinted his eyes, casually recruited a dancer who had spent all her lipstick marks, handed her the schedule in her hand, then tilted her head and whispered something.

Iris became quiet, but she didn't seem to be disturbed by the dancers who came, but was remembering something.

The dancer held the schedule and looked up at Iris cautiously, as if surprised by her sudden appearance.After she turned around, she looked back several times reluctantly, and then ran away excitedly to whisper to the little brother at the bar.

"Later, when I was 15 years old, you came to the nursing home to take me to Nathan. At that time, I was not so valuable, did you make you go all the way from New York to France?"

Ross didn't seem to know what to say, so he could only receive it in silence: "It's been a long time, why did you suddenly mention this today?"

The smile on the corner of Iris's mouth stopped, and the chaos and irritability that had been suppressed since the meeting broke out: "Not long, it's only been four years."

She didn't have the patience to gossip with Ross, "I wanted to talk to you today, Ross. You'll help me, right?"

Iris lowered her voice, wondering if it was her illusion, she felt like there was a smell of blood in her throat, which seemed very abrupt in the water-deficient environment.

Rose said softly: "Of course I will help you, haven't I been doing this all the time?" She sighed: "Although I don't know why you suddenly remembered... But let's talk about it in another place Let's talk."

Rose led her into a box.

The bed in the room has just been made up, but the beauty is still not gone.

Iris pulled up a chair and sat down, waiting for Ross to speak.

"Marilyn and I - that's Tyana's stage name - met in a bar. We were both apprentices, we were both ten years old, and we were both mutants, so we got to know each other very quickly. We figured out how to control Ability, scolding the guests who were rude and unclean that day, and complaining about the potbellied child who is five years old but still trying to moles our supervisor. My relationship with her is getting better and better. After a long time, I know about More things about her. Marilyn's family was very rich when she was a child, where is she..."

Ross frowned and thought for a while, "Forget it, don't worry about it. Anyway, the family has a large manor, but later my father was addicted to gambling, lost the house, and was beaten to death in the casino. Mom In the end, she also went crazy. She didn’t discover her abilities until she was ten years old. After escaping her creditors and fleeing to New York, she came to work in a bar. Originally, we had agreed to be the lead dancer together, but unfortunately I was taken to another I was in a place where I went around, and lost contact. I just didn’t expect to meet again at the age of 14.”

She laughed self-deprecatingly: "We became strippers together."

Iris interrupted her in surprise: "A stripper? I always thought she was just pole dancing or something."

"It's worse than that. She and I have accompanied guests when it was serious. You know that Marilyn's ability is that she can change other people's memories, right? Later, after she met Edward, in order to make her life experience look pitiful and innocent, She changed the memories of five or six hundred people in a row that month—it's really pitiful to look haggard.

You should know what happened later. She stubbornly cut off all the previous contacts and was unwilling to meet me. I can understand it. After all, few girls would want to be with me after leaving this street. There's a connection - only if you're on your own by yourself.

It's just that I didn't expect that after more than ten years, she still asked me out.You will never know how surprised I was at the time, I almost didn't recognize her - she looked like an elegant and proud rich lady since she was a child - God knows I let her teach me dirty words when I was ten years old, and she Now even the accent has changed.Do you know what she wants me for?She asked me to take you into Nathan. "

Iris opened her mouth, but still no sound came out.

She should get herself a glass of water, she thought.

"Otherwise, why do you think I would agree? I haven't softened my heart enough for you to beg me to nod in a week, okay?"

"Your mother is really a very stubborn person, she stubbornly believes that she has a family hereditary disease - even if I told her at least a hundred times that her mother is really just too sensitive, let her not scare herself, stubborn I couldn't believe that Edward really loved her, and then tried to tamper with his memory over and over again. Obviously, the tampering of memory is not effective for adult mutants, and he stubbornly refused to give in to you, until the end - stubbornly not Accept the departure of Iris and Edward."

"You always thought that I rented your first house here for you, but in fact she bought it for you here."

"I knew why she didn't like you the first time I saw you. It wasn't because you were just an accident or something, but because you were so much like her: the same unyielding, same Stubborn, even fucking choose to find her way out in this kind of place. You are literally forcing her to remember who she used to be, and that happens to be the thing she most wants to forget— No matter how she modifies other people's memories, she can't change her own—you know, God forbid we deceive ourselves."

"You did not live as the shadow of Iris. You have always been yourself. Whether it is Dolly or Iris, you are the one who can let others go bankrupt willingly once you stand on the stage."

"I didn't ask you to forgive her, you calm down - I didn't try to do that - I just thought, you should forgive yourself, you shouldn't have to suffer so much, change your name, or just be another AI Reese, start your new life, okay?"

"You are too tired to live. But since Edward left, you have really done a good job—this has nothing to do with my care for you—you really have to do a good job."

It was dark when Iris walked out of Nathan, she was still thirsty, but surprisingly relaxed, what to do now?

——If you want to start a new life.

Go to the supermarket to buy something, then go home and tidy up the house.Take a good bath and visit Mei next door if you have time at night.Finally, sleep peacefully, the kind that does not set an alarm clock.Sleep until twelve noon, and then she can welcome her new life as a new Iris in the golden sunshine of autumn afternoon.

The author has something to say: the old man passed away this morning, and it makes me sad to think that the entire Marvel universe would be lost without him.

RIP

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