billions of light years

As soon as the Shakespeare play ended like this, Erik looked at little Charles, and little Charles looked at Erik secretly looking at him when he thought he was intoxicated.

After coming out of the theater, Charles finally asked about the flag he didn't understand, the Eye of Horus.What his immature abilities fed back to him was only: with the transformation of the protagonist and supporting roles of humans and mutants, this flag seemed to be hung all over the world overnight.

"That's the banner of the apocalypse... a mutant who claims to be a god. Now the mutant empire is divided into four major centers, London in Europe, Nanjing/Beijing in Asia, New York in America, and Egypt. Sui also... no, he has been staying in the Cairo." Charles heard Erik whispering in his heart, "Charles, I know you don't understand, but remember one sentence, never, never fully exploit your abilities."

Thanks to abilities he hated, Charles always knew what to ask and what not to ask, so he just said, "What about ordinary people?"

Erik shook his head with a sense of rejection, "Who knows. Maybe you can't understand why all this happened," just as I don't understand why I stood in the position of Gai / Shi / Tai / Bao in a daze Same as before, he thought, "All I can say is that it's the right choice for now—the plant grows faster while digging up the old root system."

"But the roots are less secure, too," Charles reminded him.

"Perhaps I should show you where I work," Erik said, "and you'll really realize how important it all is. And as the vacation ends tomorrow, having you by my side might prevent you from being abducted." Rumors that aren't good for Charles, that he's secretly forming an anti-social gang, Erik just has a headache.He has never been good at dealing with these political things.After all, traditionally, the leader of a department only needs to be responsible for setting goals, and the specific planning is a matter for the people below.However, as the head of the department in the mutant government, he is also in charge of execution.

Although he complained, "How could I be abducted when I learned to live alone when I was young", little Charles still obediently followed, "Sir, where do you work? I won't get in the way, will I?"

Erik now fully understands that telling a lie requires a hundred lies, but what makes him relieved is that the current Charles will not be the same as the future, and he will just turn it over when he gets angry.If people all over the world are unlocked safes for Charles 18 years later, then Erik is the kind of person who likes to jump around in front of strange thieves even though it is unlocked.

"I'm very ill, so I need you. And no one will question me." When Erik said "Ineedyou", he couldn't help thinking that the last time he said these three words was on the bed, facing Charles' body. Eyes moistened with lust and longing—no, no, he warned himself, stop thinking of sensitive words in front of minors Erik!

"Ten years from now, I'm going to be amazing!" Little Charles interjected, "It's not bad to be a doctor, I'm sure I'll be very happy when I hear that others need me."

No, Erik dismissed that conclusion almost immediately, little Charles, no one should verbally harass a doctor but me.

"Just to be on the safe side, you might introduce yourself as Charles' younger brother. No one asks, they're all busy."

"Too perfunctory Erik," protested young Charles, "for not even bothering to think of an alias."

"Protesting is useless, boy," Erik mercilessly permanently deleted the bad review Charles gave him, "otherwise I'll call you 'little cat'." He wiped the corner of little Charles' mouth with his thumb a few times, The swabbed cream was put into his own mouth, "You've already eaten three, I'm afraid I'll feed you a stomach bug, and then you will come to me in the future." What a child, Erik thought helplessly.Of course, it’s a good thing that he’s just a child, and Erik usually doesn’t talk about it—

He licked his lips, Charles had kissed him countless times anyway, and even this simple gesture gave Erik a little satisfaction when he thought about it. "Too sweet, watch out for tooth decay."

"Anyway, I'm a doctor, and I can even cure your terminal illness, let alone a tooth decay." Little Charles looked at Erik, his beautiful eyes rolled around nimbly, like a fish with loose tails, "18 years later What am I like?"

Erik was silent for two seconds, listening to the wording, I was afraid that he was revealing his secrets, and sure enough, the child is too smart to be fooled—"You...are a good person. You are perceptive, active in thinking, and can maintain a good cooperative relationship with your colleagues—"

"Isn't this an official evaluation?" Little Charles curled his lips, "Did you pick it from the employee file? How could I be such a boring adult." As soon as he mentioned his imagination, his eyes lit up. "I want to be a scientist, contribute my insignificant talents to mankind, and become a tiny star in the ocean of human civilization. Or be an agent who can fly over walls—I always feel that my ability is too suitable for this aspect! Of course, I’m only on the side of justice! If we can change the planner’s mind before the war begins, perhaps less human blood can be shed..."

"Great. But too idealistic." That's all Erik could say.Is this a trick of good fortune or the impermanence of fate?I don’t know who created God who always ruthlessly messes up the fate of human beings, pretending to be redeeming you, and recites the dry lines in the Book of Job, “You can only come here, and you can’t get any closer.” Described by little Charles His future is doomed to be only half realized: he becomes a scientist and an agent, but he cannot reduce the blood flow of human beings by a milliliter.what else can we do?After all, this is the ruthless world, not a plot of a hero movie.

Perhaps Charles would be offended by the sarcasm.What "disrespecting things that have existed on this planet is as stupid as laughing at yourself when you were a child who couldn't walk"...But Erik is different from Charles. Charles always dislikes things that he will understand, approach, and then Judgment of right and wrong and countermeasures.As for Erik, ever since he knew that God could not save him, he always regarded these false gods as the delirium of ancient humans.That's what he always thought, those big tomes with gold powder outlining titles and oracles, yellow brittle pages inlaid with pearls, jade and pepper, are all nonsense.Maybe even the language written on it has not been spoken since the seventeenth century.

"Is it too idealistic?" Charles couldn't see the slightest sign of unhappiness, and smiled even more happily, "It's okay, I still have 18 years to perfect it, if not, I can do it for the rest of my life, and then put my will Pass it on—something has to be done by someone else,"

He blinked, "And I'm sure you'll help me. I can't wait to meet your old self, Erik, and we're bound to develop a relationship that's not unusual."

Yeah, that's unusual, all rolled into bed.I don't know how many times I rolled. Erik found that he didn't show up when he was with Charles, but when he chatted with Charles, who was as pure as a little angel, he looked like a bad sex/sex maniac.It must be because of some puns on certain words that he has grown accustomed to.Magic language. "I used to be a bit of a jerk, don't mind." Erik also smiled, "And you, who have been a little bastard since childhood, know that I can't help but stand in the same trench as you."

In the dark night, this city with a small population density is even more bleak, but the figures of two people walking side by side seem to add a few touches of color to this quiet place like a silent film.And the ugly flag above their heads is still standing above the horizon, not afraid of the cold night.In other words, it was frozen hard.

Just like Erik who was being teased hard.