[Comprehensive British and American] When the "real" Wes met Jarvis

What happened that day, only Charles and Zhen Weisi knew.

Professor X didn't let anyone bother them, and even after returning to reality, he quickly left, leaving the space for Zhen Weisi.

He thought that the young man would cry a lot, and no matter how bad he was, he would also vent. He clearly knew that the young man was almost overwhelmed by those gloomy emotions.

But what he didn't expect was that when Zhen Weisi came out of the room, his eye sockets didn't even turn red.

The crying young man in the fictional space seems to be just an illusion. In reality, he stayed alone in the room for more than an hour to prove that something happened, and his expression seemed to be normal.

"I should leave." Zhen Weisi said to Professor X. He put one hand in his pocket and looked at the professor, but his voice sounded a little erratic.

It's just superficially normal.

The professor was sitting in a wheelchair, and he raised his head slightly. In fact, he really wanted to say something to Zhen Weisi, but in the end he just said, "It's getting dark, and it might rain tonight. You should rest for a night first." .”

"I……"

Zhen Weisi opened his mouth, obviously wanting to refuse, but then the professor smiled and said, "I remember you are a road idiot, right? If you leave, can you really find a place to live at night when it might rain? ?”

Zhen Weisi: ...

He silently swallowed the words of refusal.

Well, even Zhen Weisi himself didn't believe that he would get lost for a long time and then find himself spinning within a kilometer again.

He finally agreed to stay, and the professor arranged a room for him.

When night fell, the lights in Professor X's study room were still on. His ability allowed him to ensure that he would not be peeped when talking with people, and most of the students were already asleep at this time.

He's talking to two people in the UK.

Mycroft sat behind his desk with his fingers crossed in his stomach.Unlike Mycroft's upright sitting posture, Tony sitting on the sofa spread his hands on the armrests of the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked like an old man.

Jarvis projected the video in mid-air.

"His memory is almost recovered," Professor X did not beat around the bush, but said directly, "Although Zhen Weisi has experienced brainwashing many times, fortunately, he has not yet reached the worst step. , so I can help him retrieve most of his memories."

Tony raised his eyebrows, "Sounds like a good thing." Now that Zhen Weisi has recovered almost all of his memories, at least he will no longer have to take the blame for what the organization did.

Tony is very dissatisfied with the organization that hides in the dark and does nothing good to blame others.

"But there's another bad news, isn't there, Charles?"

Just like Tony used the word 'seems', Mycroft also sensed what Professor X meant.

Charles nodded, "In almost all of what I said, there is one extremely important memory that we urgently need to know but have been missed."

Mycroft's eyes were dark, and his voice sounded almost at the same time as Tony: "That thing in his brain."

"Something in his head."

The two equally talented people glanced at each other, and their expressions became serious at the same time, including the professor at the other end of the video.

In view of Zhen Weisi's current state, they didn't think about going to Zhen Weisi to try to remind him of any memories related to that thing in his brain, but the three of them discussed it.

McCoff was the first to point out what was wrong, "Zen Weiss wasn't crazy when he was young," he paused, his eyes darkened, "...although he almost stays at home, I'm sure he doesn't have this problem."

"He still has his own way of thinking," Tony said, his brows were tightly frowned, and he was also contemplative, "This shows that the organization didn't have the idea of ​​turning him into a weapon that can't think, but just moved his memory. Since he hasn't had a strong desire to get his memory back for so long, maybe that thing in his head is blocking or stimulating something."

"You forgot one more thing, sir."

At this time, Mr. Artificial Intelligence did not remain silent, and even discovered something they had missed faster than Tony.

"what?"

"When Zhen Weisi's mind was attached to the network, he never got lost."

Mycroft tapped the table with his fingers, his brain was thinking quickly, and he quickly came to a conclusion, "It seems that this thing works in his body. If the thinking is out of the body, it won't work."

Maybe this is what the organization wants to achieve. Zhen Weisi is easy to get lost, which means that if he wants to defect, he will be caught more easily, but he will not be like this when using his ability, so it will have no effect on the mission. .

"They planned it really well." Tony's tone was filled with disgust from the bottom of his heart.

"Boom—"

There was a sudden thunder, and not long after, heavy rain poured down, and occasionally a lightning flashed, lighting up the sky.

As Professor X said, it rained at night.

The sound of such heavy rain can easily wake up light sleepers, not to mention that the people lying on the bed were not asleep in the first place. In the darkness, the young man opened his eyes.

He got off the bed, stood by the window, pushed them away with his hand, and looked out the window.

Coolness came in through the opened window, and at this moment a flash of lightning illuminated the expression of the young man standing by the window.

Those green eyes reflected a pale light, Zhen Weisi looked at the sky expressionlessly, he could feel the rain being blown in, fell on his face, and wet his hair.

He thought a lot, and the memories that came back overwhelmed him so much that he couldn't sleep.

He couldn't forget that scene.

He couldn't let go of what he'd done to Hydra.

Before he got his own memories, he never thought those things were important, since you can't even remember them, doesn't that mean it doesn't matter if you forget them?

Until now, the truth had punched him hard and stomped him down, telling him contemptuously that what he thought was just the stupidity of ignorance.

Because he never thought that from that day on, all his memories were false.

The rain slid down his face like tears. Only when he saw that the corners of the young man's eyes were not red did he realize that it was just an illusion.

Tears never work.

Zhen Weisi thought silently, leaning against the wall, looking up at the dark sky, his eyes were complicated and obscure.

It was no use begging for mercy.

If tears were useful, he would not have watched Olivia die in the first place. If begging for mercy was useful, he would not have been brainwashed, and then thought that everything was his own decision, and obediently carried it out for the Hydra base Task.

He wouldn't be partnering with that guy either.

"I know you're here."

Zhen Weisi suddenly spoke softly.

There was no response from the room.

The young man didn't recover, his voice was almost inaudible, but he knew that the other party heard it.

"You're on that TV, Jarvis."

Jarvis, whose existence was pointed out, finally spoke, his voice was low, as if he was afraid of being shocked:

"I thought you wanted to keep the room quiet."

The light flickered, and when it was about to turn on fully to illuminate the room, it suddenly went out.

"...can you turn off the light?"

"Of course." Jarvis's voice is very gentle, he is always so gentle, people don't think he is like a non-living artificial intelligence.

The room was quiet again, but this time the weight on his heart seemed to be a little lighter. Zhen Weisi knew that although the sound of his own breathing and the sound of rain were in this room, Jarvis was still with him.

"I remembered something from the past, you should know it too, Jarvis."

"Ah."

"Thinking about it now, I feel quite stupid at that time." Zhen Weisi laughed softly, but the laughter was very light, and soon disappeared.

Jarvis said seriously, "I don't think you were stupid at that time, Zhen Weisi."

"When I was a child, I would recognize you as my father. It was probably the smartest thing I ever did," Zhen Weisi finally turned around, his expression could not be seen clearly in the dimly lit room.Because Jarvis just hacked into the TV through the network, he couldn't turn on the scan to see clearly, he could only hear Zhen Weisi's voice with a faint smile, "Probably at that time I just Intuition found that you are gentler than anyone else."

Jarvis felt that there was a strange change in his database. He was actually able to search a lot of response words from the Internet, but in the end he didn't use any of them.

"...I should say thank you at this time, right?" The usually deep and magnetic voice sounded a little dry at this time, as if he was a little at a loss and didn't know how to respond to the previous sentence.

Mr. Artificial Intelligence's powerful arithmetic unit can process tens of millions of instructions in one second, but at this time he thought for several seconds before finally choking out a sentence:

"You were cute back then, Zhen Weisi."

Jarvis really felt that way. At that time, he would occasionally have some thoughts, such as how it would feel if he could pinch Zhen Weisi's face like Tony did, or hold his hand.

In fact, Zhen Weisi didn’t have much expression on his face in the dark. The smile that Jarvis heard before was actually just a young man’s cover-up. Even what he just said was just a subconscious reaction. In fact, it didn’t go through much brain.

But at this time, because of Jarvis's words, the corners of his lips finally curved.

Although the arc of the corner of his lips was fleeting, he did smile.

The window was finally closed, and Zhen Weisi returned to the bed, but found that he still couldn't fall asleep. Those chaotic and heavy thoughts made him feel sleepy.

"Can I hear it again?"

"what?"

"Like that time, can I sing good night again?"

Zhen Weisi waited quietly.

When the familiar, deep voice sounded without accompaniment, Zhen Weisi closed his eyes.

Every line of the lyrics seems to carry the tenderness of the singer, enveloping him and dispersing those heavy thoughts for him.

His heart suddenly relaxed.

Something finally gushed out from the corner of the eye, slipped down silently, leaving dark marks on the pillow.

……

"Is he still awake?"

"Maybe," Professor X sighed, "after all, he just remembered everything."

"Okay." Tony spread his hands, leaned back on the sofa, and said helplessly, "It seems that we can only sit here and wait."

Just as he finished speaking, Professor X spoke again, "He's here."

Leaning on a black umbrella, Mycroft, who was standing outside the door and didn't go in, turned his head to the corridor after hearing Charles' words, his pale gray eyes didn't blink until he saw The figure of youth.

Zhen Weisi stopped when he saw McCoff.

"Jen Weiss."

Mycroft called to him.

Zhen Weisi, who was thinking about whether to turn around and leave: ...

It seems that there is no way to escape, he thought so, and walked up boldly.

"I'm glad you remembered everything," Mycroft raised his hand, straightened his somewhat messy collar for him, and smiled. "Despite the pain, it's true."

After hearing what McCoff said, Zhen Weisi raised his eyes to look at him, and after a few seconds of looking at each other, he suddenly bent his lips, "Yes."

Pains are inevitable, but at least they are no longer false.

"Now, let's talk about a problem."

Mycroft withdrew his hand, and his expression returned to his usual calm.

After both Tony and Charles came out of the study, they saw Zhen Weisi's eyes calling for help.

Charles showed a wry smile, indicating that he was powerless, while Tony shrugged and simply refused to save.

Mycroft didn't pay attention to Zhen Weisi's small movements. He straightened his back, clasped the handle of the umbrella with both hands, raised his chin and looked down at Zhen Weisi, his tone was light but naturally revealing that he could not refuse.

"You wanted to leave before, did you plan to go back to that organization alone?"

Zhen Weisi: ...

Can I ask to turn back time now, I will definitely escape last night.