[comprehensive] refuse to forgive color

"Thea, when will you come back?" The young man's voice came from the other end of the phone, a little less energetic and brisk than usual, and sounded a little sullen, even pitiful, "I didn't tell you before going to bed. Stories, I can't sleep..."

"I've only been telling you bedtime stories for two days in a row, Dickie." Thea was a little bit dumbfounded, "it's not so fast to form a habit."

"But I miss you." It's completely different from the emotional expression barrier of the adoptive father, who can't hold back a word of truth even with a knife on his neck. The young man's mouth is as sweet as honey, "I want to Terrible, I just can't sleep without you here."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the expression of the man sitting on the side, and before the girl on the other end of the phone could answer, he quickly picked up the phone again, his tone full of annoyance: "Shouldn't I say my birthday to you?" Did you say your wish? It just stopped working the next day..."

Thea froze for a moment.

She remembered just yesterday, the birthday wish made by the young man who lost his parents and managed to regain a home with folded hands—she even remembered that the light from the candle last night shone on the boy’s beautiful face, reflecting the boy’s face. That look of anticipation.

"Thea, when will you come back..." Dick dragged his voice and asked persistently.

"I miss you too, Dickie, um, I miss Bruce too, and I'll tell you a bedtime story in a few days." Thea sighed softly, and said softly, "During the night watch Stay safe, you and Bruce."

……

After finally coaxing the coquettish young man to promise to wait patiently for a few more days, Thea hung up the phone and turned to look at the door.

A few rhythmic knocks on the door just rang unhurriedly, and after a few rings, it quickly quieted down again, and then someone pushed the door open and walked in. At this time, he was standing at the door and looked over.

"That kid from the Wayne family?" The young man who wore sunglasses even at night asked casually as he walked into the house.

Thea nodded, sat on the ground in front of the French window, turned her head and looked up at him: "Dick said like a baby that he missed me and couldn't sleep."

Cyclops immediately laughed.

"Okay, okay," Thea couldn't hold on for even a second, and immediately surrendered and confessed honestly, "I know, Bruce is probably by his side now."

Cyclops had already walked to the window, bent down and handed the hot milk in his hand to the little girl, then leaned against the bed and shook his head: "You know better than anyone else, but you always like this."

Thea took a sip of the milk, then raised her head and smiled at him: "I'm cooperating with you, what's wrong?"

The hot milk stained a small white circle around her lips, which looked childish.

As soon as he left Wayne Manor during the day, Tony went back alone. He had other things to do, so he agreed to come back in a few days.Thea followed Cyclops back to Xavier School - she hadn't been back for a while, and was caught almost immediately by her friends, and it was a "torture torture" for her recent scandal ", and then was taken to the training room by the history teacher Wolverine, and checked the recent "fighting class homework"... Until it got dark, she finally waited for the parents' "talk about life" session .

"Actually, I wasn't too surprised," Cyclops began the conversation with what sounded rather unexpected, "When I first met Batman at the clinic, I had a bad premonition."

Thea froze for a moment: "You mean...you told Bruce that treating his old injuries would make me very tired??"

She vaguely remembered one night when Scott had come to the clinic, and she had fallen asleep, and Scott had carried her back to her room.But the memory of that day is indeed quite blurred, and I don't remember what happened when the two met.It was only when the knight came the next day and mentioned his decision to end the treatment and not come to the clinic again that she realized that Scott might have said something to him.

At the time, she had just thought that Scott was worried about his mental exhaustion and said this to the knight, but now it sounds... It seems that at that time, Scott was already trying to keep Batman away from him and reduce his contact.

"There is no doubt that he is the type you will like," the young man shrugged, looking extremely helpless, "of course, he is also the type I am most worried about."

"Scott..." Ciara called him with a long voice, "What's so bad about Batman?"

Cyclops shook his head: "There is nothing bad about it, on the contrary, as a superhero, Batman deserves everyone's admiration."

The little girl's eyes lit up immediately: "Then..."

"But you know, as a boyfriend," the young man said, glanced at her, and before she could speak, he continued without hesitation, "then Batman is not very good—especially for parents Come on."

The girl bulged her cheeks, looking extremely aggrieved.

Cyclops looked down and said, "Charles is my teacher. He taught me control, guided me to grow, and made me the captain of the X-Men. Thea, you are the one I took back to school after I graduated from Charles and became a teacher. The first student. Charles is the best teacher. As a teacher, I must not be as good as him, but I hope that at least you can protect your safety."

"It's too dangerous to be around Batman." The young man's gentle voice sounded a bit regretful and sighed in the night, "The more he insists on his own principles, the more those lunatics want to pull him into it together." In the dark, become a lunatic like myself."

"But," Thea defended softly holding the milk glass, "I know he can persevere—that's the hardest part, but it's also the most amazing part of him."

"Maybe so, but at least the people around him will be the ones those lunatics will keep an eye on all the time." Cyclops is still leaning against the window with his hands in his pockets, his posture looks very casual, but his expression is very Seriously, "When you and his city are in danger at the same time, what will he choose?"

"I can protect myself." Thea frowned, and unconsciously tightened her fingers on the wall of the glass of milk.

Cyclops laughed.

His facial features are actually not soft, at least not as gentle and relaxed as Professor X at first glance - but when he smiles, he always makes people feel a little cute unexpectedly.

"You know the answers," he said. "You always know everything in your heart."

"This question is already too much, why do you have to choose one of the two?" The little girl frowned and protested, "If all the other mutants and Qin are in danger at the same time, then how do you choose?"

"I don't need to choose," the young man spread his hands, "Qin is much better than me."

Thea opened her mouth, then closed it again - unable to refute.

The girl puffed her cheeks and looked away, not looking at the man with a smug smile.

After a while, the girl felt her shoulders were gently patted twice—with a sense of comfort, and after that, the young man sat down beside her.

"Thea, you know best. Whether it's superheroes or mutants, there can never be real safety. No one can guarantee that they can protect themselves. I may die at any time. Anyone He might die—" he said, as if he suddenly thought of something, he couldn't help showing a somewhat disgusted expression, "except for the special case of Logan."

This disgusted expression just flashed across his face—as long as Wolverine is not mentioned, Cyclops is always steady and gentle, and he quickly continued the conversation with a soft voice: "I know you don't Will be willing to stay away from us, but at least, don't get involved in the dark world any more."

"I'm the captain of the X-Men, but sometimes I doubt," he said, his voice suddenly lowered, "whether I can really lead mutants."

"Why do you think so?" Thea didn't care about what he said before, but she just opened her mouth in surprise, "Even if it's the Mutant Brotherhood, no one doubts that you can be the leader of the mutants."

"Maybe." He reached out and touched the girl's head, "But at least, now I just want to ensure the safety of my students first."

Thea was still staring at him, but didn't speak.

"I'm not going to restrict your freedom, so don't worry, I'm not going to lock you up in the Academy, or just keep an eye on you from seeing Batman - of course, Iron Man is very likely to do that, Cyclops said, with a brisk tone rarely seen in the conversation tonight, "Obviously, I won't stop him from doing it."

"I hope you can think about it again," he said, having taken the empty cup from the girl's hand, and stood up, "Now, you should go to bed."

The young man paused when he reached the door, and turned his head to give the girl one last look: "Good night."

Before closing the door, he heard the girl call his name suddenly.

"I don't understand why you all feel...you are in the dark, but I am the only one in the light." The little girl was still sitting on the ground, looking up at him calmly, "Without you, I wouldn't be here at all." I don't know where the light is."

"If you think that I have brought you a little bit of light, then have you never thought that for me-you are all my light."