In the end, I had better prepare to transfer schools, but Charles gave me a huge surprise.

He asked me to take a break from school for a while, to go to Xavier School to study my mutant ability, find a way to control it, and then return to school.In the future, I only need to use the winter and summer vacations to go to Xavier to learn how to use it.

But in exchange, after I graduated from high school, I had to serve as a non-staff member of the X-Men, helping them when they needed it—in a way that wouldn't reveal my identity.

Think about it carefully. In the movie, he never forces children to join his school regardless of their wishes.Most of the students accommodated by Xavier School are children who are generally excluded or join voluntarily.

It seems that I was thinking too much. He helped me research the mutant ability and taught me how to use it. The investment was huge, but he hardly asked for anything in return.I've been helped by the mutant community to provide assistance in their time of need, isn't that what any conscientious person should do?

I now know why he is known as the well-deserved leader of mutants, loved by so many people.

I was so happy that I wanted to jump up and give him a few memes, but thinking about it, this is a school, if someone sees it and spreads gossip about falling in love with a senior senior student, then forget it!

The problem was solved, and I was looking forward to the next trip to Xavier School.We decided I would go there in a week and Charles would send someone to pick me up.With Charles, everything is easy to handle the procedures for suspension of school.

The big stone in my heart fell to the ground, and the first thing I wanted to do was immediately!immediately!Rush to confess to Peter, to his Liz, to his MJ!Fuck him!I've become a mutant, so I'm afraid of some damn trouble!This identity is a big trouble!

Along the way, I thought beautifully in my heart, and I even made arrangements for getting married and having children in my head.

As soon as I saw Peter, I was scared.But it doesn't matter, Peter has always been more timid than me.

It was a physical education class, and it was the time to rest after exercising. I sat next to Peter, thinking about it over and over again, and stopped talking several times.Peter was a little down, and I didn't notice it because I was so nervous.

Would it look bad if I didn't wear my favorite dress today?It was very windy outside just now, is my hair a bit messy?Confession is to say that I like you directly?Will he say yes?Or do you want to pave the way first?But who can tell me how to pave the way?What if I stutter later?

The question marks in my head, forget it, don’t think about it, I took a deep breath and prepared to speak:

"I……"

"you……"

Peter also spoke at the same time.

"Speak first!"

"Speak first!"

We humbly and humbled each other with one voice.

My mother, what kind of bloody plot is this! !

I took another breath: "I like you, can I be your girlfriend?"

"Margaery, do you like that senior student?" Peter said a little later, but said it out.

"What?! I like seniors?"

"Huh? Huh?! Yum!!! You like me!!!"

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