Autumn in New York is very warm. The warm-colored fallen leaves do not seem to be a symbol of the gradual death of life. When they fall from the branches, they embrace the passers-by under the trees with a determination without hesitation.
In the bustling commercial streets of Manhattan, nature is wrapped in steel walls and no longer has such vitality. However, in a slightly remote place, on the fence outside the building, after the rose flowers have withered, bright red fruits are left.
The patterns on the gate railings have an American country style.
A white hand approached the railing, but did not hold it at all. The iron gate was pushed open, and a pair of boots stepped on the thick fallen leaves in the yard, making a soft crunching sound.
Polaris walked into the building, took off his scarf, took a deep breath, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said to the receptionist: "Hello, my name is Lorna Dane, and I have an appointment.
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"Okay, please wait a moment." The receptionist smiled and checked the reservation record on the computer. When Polaris was waiting at the front desk, he sighed slightly. His beautiful face could not hide his fatigue, and there were dark circles under his eyes.
"Hello, please go this way." The receptionist pointed at the corridor, and Polaris followed her. The two took the elevator upstairs, left the elevator, and came to the door of an office. The receptionist knocked, knocked.
A gentle voice came from inside the door: "Please come in."
The receptionist stood by the door. Polaris pushed the door open and went in. Schiller behind the desk pushed up his glasses and said, "Is this Miss Dane? Please sit down. You have made an appointment for treatment from 5:00 to 9:00 this afternoon.
There is still half an hour, please sit down for a while while I finish processing these documents."
"Okay, Dr. Rodriguez." Polaris didn't say much. He sat on the sofa in the reception area.
Schiller behind the desk said while writing: "To be honest, Miss Dane, I was quite surprised when I received your appointment. After all, there is no more powerful psychiatrist in the world than Professor Xavier.
I heard that your relationship is good, why don’t you go to him for treatment?”
Polaris lowered her head slightly and brushed her long green hair behind her ears with her hands. Schiller raised his eyes and glanced at her actions.
Polaris is rarely so gentle. Most of the time, she is turbulent and seems to be untouchable. It is hard to tell whether she is gentle or tired now.
Before speaking, Polaris sighed. This breath contained so many complex emotions that when she spoke, she didn't know where to start. But after a pause, she still said:
"This matter begins when Professor Charles found me a job..."
The job that Charles found for Polaris as a space traffic police officer could be said to be a perfect fit for her abilities. The only problem was that the workload was too heavy and it was really tiring. Moreover, she had made preparations for the possibility of World War III.
An indelible contribution.
After three days of doing this job, Stark stopped Polaris from continuing to go to space. Polaris felt very angry and thought that he was just looking for trouble, so he did not plan to pay attention to him, but planned to continue going to work as usual the next day.
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But what he didn't expect was that that night, Polaris saw Magneto Eric at the door of his rented apartment.
It was an autumn night, and the temperature just dropped that night. Polaris had been tired for a day and couldn't eat dinner, so he bought a taco on the side of the road. After getting out of the elevator, he took out the key and planned to open the door.
At this moment, she keenly felt the fluctuations of the magnetic field. When she turned her head, Polaris saw Magneto appearing at the end of the corridor. The moonlight shining from the window made his shadow stretch very long, like a statue.
A candle that is about to burn out.
At that moment, Polaris was terrified. She shook her hand and the key fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Then she saw the key levitate, lock into the keyhole of her apartment door, and open the door for her.
Polaris's arm trembled, and she turned around and shouted to Magneto: "What are you doing?! What are you doing here?! Why are you here?"
Magneto didn't speak. He just walked forward and motioned Polaris to come in with his eyes. Polaris
With trembling arms, she pushed open the door. After walking in, she turned to Magneto and said, "...You can't come in!"
"What are you looking for?" Polaris asked again.
"You recently got a new job..." Wan Ci Wang's deep voice echoed in the corridor, like a magnetic tremor.
Polaris held the door frame and took a deep breath and said, "Yes, but so what? You fired me, don't you allow me to find a new job?!"
Before Magneto could speak, Polaris said: "Okay, I know, it must be Professor
"What's there? There's a bunch of brats! Do you know what they do every day? Freeze the entire teaching building, then burn it with fire, discharge all the leaves, or break a big hole in the wall..."
"Do you want me to play with them? Those stupid, short-sighted, childish ghosts who always only look at the present! Those idiots who don't understand that disaster is just around the corner, how can I stay with them?
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Polaris' hand held the door frame tightly and said: "You should leave here, go back to the Andromeda Galaxy, and don't appear in front of me!"
"Lorna..." Magneto called her name, but Polaris became more and more angry. She said, "Don't call me that! You have no right to call me that!"
Polaris took two steps back, looked into Magneto's eyes and said, "Don't want me to go back to school... Magneto, if it weren't for you, if you hadn't abandoned my mother, she wouldn't have died!"
"If my adoptive parents had not died, I would not have been sent to an orphanage and then to a boarding school, and I would not have been bullied by those weak, naive and stupid ordinary people!"
Polaris' chest began to rise and fall, and her fingertips began to tremble. She spoke quickly: "What did I do? I just broke the bones of those who bullied me, so that they would never be able to stand again."
Get up, so what? That’s what they deserve!”
"When they stuffed mud into my table and smeared sticky candies on the wall next to me, they should have thought of this day! I really regret that I didn't kill them!"
"Then what? Those troublesome X-Men came to me and said I was a criminal! Said I shouldn't do this, said I couldn't hurt ordinary people no matter what... Fuck ordinary people!"
"Students from our school bully transfer students, rich bully those without money, and those with two parents bully those from single-parent families. Haven't they seen through the nature of these ordinary people? They are not weak sheep who need to be protected, but a group of disgusting people.
A jackal ready to bite anyone else!"
"No one in this world is more vicious than them! But the X-Men say they must protect them, care for them, and stand with them!"
Polaris was trembling all over. She looked at Magneto and said: "And now, you plan to stand with them... Get out! Get out of here! I don't want to see you again! Damn monster..."
Suddenly, she heard the hum of the magnetic field, and Polaris's expression stiffened. She instinctively formed a magnetic barrier around her body, but it was shattered in an instant. She was far from able to compete with Magneto in terms of strength.
"What do you want to do? Do you want to kill me?!...You have wanted to do this for a long time, right?! You inhuman monster!!!"
Almost instantly, the magnetic storm enveloped Polaris' body. After the storm dissipated, she collapsed on the ground. Because she had passed out, she did not see the expression on Magneto's face.
Magneto is not angry, nor is he as serious and stubborn as usual. The expression on his face is very complicated.
It's rare for anyone to see Magneto show so many emotions. In most cases, he always keeps a straight face and doesn't say a word.
Polaris' fallen figure slowly blurred and condensed into a small shadow, reflected in Magneto's pupils.
After finishing the recollection, he looked at Charles opposite with an expressionless face, while Professor
"Look, Eric, parents have to stand with their children.
Together, even if she gets into trouble, you have to express your intention to protect her, so that you can show your love for her..."
Charles turned the wheelchair and came to the desk and said: "I have suggested it to you many times before, but you have always been indifferent. It seems that little Lorna is indeed different for you, and you are actually willing to give it a try."
"With a father as strong as you standing behind her, she can gain more security. In this way, she can heal the damage caused to him by the previous school bullying..."
Charles turned to look at Magneto and said, "Children always cry loudly, but in fact they don't want much, they just want a little sense of security."
"You must use practical actions to prove to them that you will always stand behind them and will not leave. No matter what happens, you will be together because you are relatives, and relatives should support each other like this..."
"Lorna..." Magneto moved his fingertips. He clearly had various emotions in his heart, but these emotions could not be transformed into words. In the end, he said: "... Her problem is very...
serious."
"Serious? What's serious?" Charles looked at Magneto with some confusion. He didn't know what happened last night.
At that time, Stark called Magneto and asked him to come back. Magneto did come back, but as soon as he came back, he went to Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters and met Charles.
Hearing that he came back because of Lorna, Charles warned Magneto not to rush over and criticize Polaris.
Even if you want to point out her problem, you must first express your attitude, that is, as your father, I will always stand with you, and I will protect you no matter what happens.
So Magneto went.
But I don’t know which link went wrong. The scenes described by Polaris and Magneto that night were completely opposite, and the two psychiatrists Schiller and Charles also had completely opposite understandings.
From the description of Polaris, Schiller imagined a large-scale horror movie. Even if the ethical part of it is excluded, it is still very strange and terrifying.
But because when Charles asked Magneto if last night went well, he nodded, and Charles felt that the father and daughter must have sat together and had an intimate talk last night, which made the originally indifferent relationship go a step further and turned into
Relatives.
This led to the fact that the two psychiatrists had completely different directions for enlightening the father and daughter.
"Okay, Miss Lorna, can I call you that? Because you know that Charles has a close relationship with your father, so you didn't want to go to him, so you came to me..."
"The fact that you come to see a psychiatrist on your own initiative means that you think you may have some mental problems. Do you think there have been any changes in your life recently? Can you tell me about it?" Schiller looked at Polaris opposite and asked.
road.
"Change?" Polaris frowned and lowered her head, looking very tired. She said, "I've been very tired recently, and I don't even have the strength to lift my arms..."
Schiller took out a medical record and started writing. When he found that Schiller's attention was no longer on him, Polaris relaxed a little.
Schiller asked without raising his head: "Have you been very busy at work recently? Have you taken a few days off to relax?"
"I was really tired the first few days, but I got better after that. I didn't take a vacation, and I don't think I need a vacation. When I was in the Andromeda Galaxy, I could even work like this for two consecutive months."
Schiller raised an eyebrow and said: "Miss Lorna, everyone needs to rest. If you feel that you don't need a rest at any time, it is likely that some other emotions are prompting you to do so. This kind of
Emotions blind your brain and cause it to secrete too much adrenaline, keeping you in a constant state of excitement, which is not a good thing."
"What was going on in your mind while you were working in the Andromeda Galaxy?" Schiller asked.
Unexpectedly, Polaris was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "I'm thinking... about the future of mutants."
