Wen was convinced.

She was a little doubtful if she was too easily convinced, but it shouldn't be too easy after thinking about it... right?

It was just difficult for her to refuse Wendy's request, and it was not surprising that Wendy's emotions could infect her, so when Wendy was unhappy, she would also be unhappy.

When she is happy, Wendy should be much happier too?

Although he was sure of this idea in his mind, Wen was very clever and didn't ask Wendy. It was useless to ask. Wendy would definitely pretend to be dead.

It is more difficult to make that truly frail princess and sick lady admit her weakness than to die.

But since Pitro has left, Wen opened his phone and stared at the performance ticket she bought.

She had originally planned to go to the show with Pitro, but now it seems that the tickets she bought were wasted...

The door suddenly opened, and Pitro, who rushed into the door, braked and stopped at the door with a bright smile: "It's so good, Wen, you haven't left yet!"

……Um?

"Aren't you okay?" Wen asked.

"Yes, but I thought it was not good to leave suddenly, so I got back after finishing it immediately. I was a little worried if you were gone." Pitro shrugged in disguise, "Fortunately you didn't leave."

Wen looked at him for a while and smiled.

Pitro also laughed, stupid. But when he looked at Wen's smile, he remembered what he saw before going upstairs. Wen stared at the street lamp with his eyes down.

That expression is too lonely.

Why do such a beautiful girl have such a lonely expression?

He thought, but this kind of thought would not stay in the young man's mind for too long, especially when he walked over with a gentle smile and held his arm, so the last bit of doubt was thrown behind Pitro.

They went to the Coliseum to watch a circus performance.

Lively music, colorful lights, acrobatic troupes in shiny performance uniforms, performers perform fancy throws and catches on wheelbarrows, and six or seven lions jump over the fire ring under the commander's long whip.

The fireworks flashed brilliantly, and the audience's passionate cheers were deafening.

Wen couldn't catch his eyes.

But Pitro is not as serious as her.

He stared at Wen's side face in the dark, and her focused expression was also very charming, and no matter what, her expression at this moment made him feel happier than when she lowered her eyes and looked out the window with a dull look.

As a powerful mutant, his biological father Magneto is also the leader of the mutant villain organization, Pitro has always been taught to realize that he is not special.

Everyone has their own shining points.

Strength is not the only one.

Faith, will, a kind state of mind and tenacity to never give up, these beautiful qualities are far more important than powerful strength.

He is not special-I don't know how many times he told himself this and firmly believed in the thoughts that Professor X taught him.

Maybe they are not truths, but now he still needs the guidance and help of his elders. He learns from his father's experience and lessons, and because Magneto is his father, he is extremely cautious in his words and deeds.

I'm not special, Pitro said this to himself.

No one is special.

Everyone is an ordinary person, a mutant, an alien, a superpower... The powerful power does not make them different from anyone else, there are countless people who fall into the power.

What really turns a hero into a hero is never power.

Kuaiyin had said such words to himself countless times in his heart, and he also recognized them countless times. However, at this moment, he was staring at Wen, thinking...

...Why is Wen so special?

Wen hasn't noticed Pitro.

She is always serious about watching the show, and the purpose of inviting Pitro to be with her is also simple. The main reason is that she feels relaxing when playing with him. Secondly, it is too late after watching the show, so Pitro can send her home.

This kind of purpose seems to be too strong, but to be honest, who cares?

She doesn't care anyway.

Pitro does not care.

During the break in the circus, a group of staff rushed to the stage and removed the barbed wire walls surrounding the entire stage during the performance of the lion group and the animal trainer.

From the sky above the stage, thick steel wire connecting huge iron rings were hung, as well as swing-shaped devices, and trampolines were set up on the ground. Whispers from people around them kept ringing:

"I'm coming?"

"Is it the finale? Oh, the performance I look forward to the most is it!"

"It's not in vain that I spent so much effort to buy the front position."

"I really miss the Graysons in the past..."

"The Graysons are geniuses of airman performances!"

It sounds like the finale is about to begin, Pitro thought.

He also knows one thing about the performance of the airman, that is, the acrobats are hanging ropes in the air and swaying each other. It is indeed very difficult for most people and very ornamental.

However, he has seen many bigger scenes of him, and the whole circus performance can only be regarded as exciting in his eyes, but it cannot make him addicted.

Pitro looked at Wen, but found that the smile on Wen's face had disappeared.

She pursed her lips tightly, and her expression was gloomy. During the intermission, the dome of the theater turned on the soft light. The soft light like water soaked in her eyes, making her look as if she had already burst into tears.

"…Win?" Pitro said hesitantly.

Wen turned to look at him and smiled again: "Hmm?"

She smiled as if nothing had happened. She did not look out the window and showed a lonely expression. She did not lit up when she saw him coming back, nor did she suddenly show a look of wanting to cry.

But the corners of her eyes turned red slightly, which turned her bright smile into a cover-up, making people feel inexplicably melancholy.

Pitro said it was nothing, but said that you looked like you were crying just now.

He wanted to ask if you were sad, and he wanted to say don't be sad.

But these thoughts turned in his heart so many times, his lips opened and closed, and in the end he just said: "...it's nothing."

It's nothing, he thought, he couldn't say these words now.

Wanda once said that being too enthusiastic or too cold will scare the girl away unless she has a good impression of you.

Pitro can't tell whether Wen has a good impression of him, but he knows that Wen will at least not hate him.

"Oh." Wen said, turning his head and staring at the wires above his head in a daze.

Some words just slipped out of her lips: "...My elder brother was once known as a genius in the air performance. He was born in a circus family. Before being adopted by my father, he kept performing around with his parents."

Pitro was immediately attracted to his attention and listened to the warm voice intently.

"Later, his parents had an accident in a performance, and my father happened to witness the scene with his own eyes, so he was taken home by his father." Wen said, and suddenly laughed.

This is the first time, when she was lying, happiness and warmth surged in her heart.

So warm, like a small bush of vigorous bonfires in the cold winter, and she was so cold that she pressed herself against the flames, and she couldn't stay away even if her skin was burned to burn.

No matter how hot the flames were, its warmth could only soothe her chest and palms.

She was still exposed to the harsh winter days, enduring the cold wind blowing from all directions, and enduring the rain and snow.

...Nevertheless, these flames are still so warm.

"This is what I heard, because I was not born when my elder brother was taken home. For a long time after I remembered it, I thought he was my biological brother." Wen said, "That should be the best time we have to do with each other."

"What then?" Pitropoli asked.

"Then I went to boarding school and ballet school." Wen raised his hand and lightly made a few dance postures on his arms. "I only take them at home during holidays every year. According to the ratio of my time at home and at school, it should be said that during holidays every year, I will temporarily stay at home."

"Unbelievable." Pitro couldn't help but say, "What did your parents think?"

Who knows what he thought?

But Wen herself said that if she was really born in the city of Gotham and her father decided to let her live in another school all year round, she would be super angry and grateful.

Daddy, are you sick?!

But I still have to thank my dad for caring about my life!

"Actually, I don't understand that he asked me to go to a boarding school in another place. I was born in Gotham. Because I had a bad health due to premature birth, Gotham would cause my allergies to recur and develop eczema."

Wen said: "There is a complete set of air filtration equipment installed at home. If I go back to Gotham, I will almost never go anywhere except staying at home."

Pitro suddenly realized.

No wonder Wen's room was so clean that it made his scalp numb. It should have been equipped with air purification equipment.

He said: "You can't stay in Gotham, your father can go to your city to accompany you."

"He would rather spend time with the female model than accompany me." Wen said calmly, "He can spend time with his elder brother to attend parent-teacher meetings, he can spend time with his second brother to watch football games on site, he can spend time helping his third brother participate in company decisions, he can accompany his younger brother for physical training... but he doesn't have time to accompany me in other cities."

Wen said: "He never has time to come with me."

"Uh, uh..." Pitro couldn't speak, "It seems that you have an irresponsible father, which is quite similar to me."

Wen Yiyi said: "Hmm?"
To be continued...