The sound of "dong dong dong" echoed in an overly simple office. Magneto, who had just returned to the room and was hanging his coat on the clothes rack, frowned.
Then, he heard Schiller's voice coming from outside the door:
"Hello, Mr. Lansheer, Professor X brought you a gift and asked me to deliver it to you. Can I come in now?"
Magneto's brows relaxed slightly. He did not stop the movements of his hands, but said in a deep voice: "Please come in."
Schiller opened the door and walked in, carrying two boxes in his hands. After walking to the door, he glanced at Magneto hanging up his clothes, then walked to the sofa in the reception area next to the office and sat down.
But instead of placing the box in his hand on the coffee table, he placed it directly on the ground at his feet.
Then, he stood up, took off his coat, handed it to Magneto, and said, "Can you hang it up for me? Thank you."
Schiller's actions were so natural that he didn't give Magneto any excuse to refuse.
Magneto himself was hanging up the clothes, and hanging up the clothes for the guests who had just arrived was a normal way of hospitality. It would be a bit rude to refuse.
Magneto waved his hand slightly, and Schiller's clothes flew into the air, but he did not take it immediately. Instead, he put on a glove, then took the clothes and hung them on the hanger.
The two lapels of the clothes hung on the hanger were turned over by themselves, and the collar was adjusted. In an instant, all the dust on the clothes was swept away, and the same was true for all the clothes on the hanger.
Schiller silently observed these actions until Magneto, who was wearing black tight underwear, turned around.
He is still very tall, one centimeter taller than Schiller, and nearly 1.9 meters tall. Although he is not tall, he is still strong. Judging from his figure alone, you can't tell that he is an old man at all.
Magneto showed no intention of coming to the sofa area. He walked back behind his desk, bent down, and opened the cabinet on his left. His voice came from behind the desk: "What did Charles bring again?"
"It's some tea leaves." Schiller stood up and brought the two boxes of gifts over, but still didn't put them on Magneto's table. Instead, he held them in his hand, checked the packaging content on them and said, "It should be from
It’s a specialty of China, but I don’t recognize this brand either.”
"By the way, in addition, your son and daughter also brought you a gift. Judging from the packaging, it should be a Christmas gift. Do you want to open it and take a look?"
"Both copies were sent by Charles." Magneto's voice remained unchanged. Schiller saw that the two boxes in his hand flew up out of thin air and flew directly into the cabinet that Magneto opened.
"Also, I also brought you a gift. After all, you have to be here for a while, so please take care of me."
After Schiller finished speaking, Magneto straightened up, but at this time, Schiller's hand was empty, so Magneto showed a sneer, and just as he was about to speak, Schiller took out a small one from his trouser pocket.
items.
This time, he put the little thing on the table and pushed it in front of Magneto.
Magneto initially glanced at it indifferently, thinking it was some jewelry necklace or some other decoration, but the moment he saw the thing, his pupils narrowed.
This time, he did not use magnetism, but leaned forward, touched its surface with his fingers, and then slowly said: "The Order of the Red Flag..."
"I learned from Professor
The muscles in Magneto's cheeks twitched slightly, as if he wanted to make some expression, but he froze midway. Then, he heard Schiller say: "I'm sorry, I didn't go to the front line during that war.
, so you couldn’t get a higher-level military medal, otherwise you might be able to collect a Gold Star Medal?”
Magneto's fingers touched the cold surface of the medal, but the moment he felt the temperature, he withdrew his fingers, shook his head and said, "No, I can't have it."
Schiller did not continue to ask him to accept it, but shook his head helplessly, took the medal away, put it back in his pocket, and said:
"I originally planned to give it to Captain America, but who knew, he already had one. Later, I planned to give it to Natasha, but the female agent said she preferred the military medal, so I took it again
I gave it to Nick Fury, and after Nick took it back to appreciate it for a few days, he gave it back to me."
"It seems that I can't give this thing away. Maybe I have to find a special safe and store it in it. But fortunately, the medals of this country are of very good quality and they shouldn't rust."
Magneto's fingertips still on the table trembled. He stretched his fingers forward slightly, but then retracted them. Then, he retracted his entire arm, folded his arms and looked at Schiller and said: "
If you have nothing else to do, please come back."
After saying that, he first turned his head away, and then controlled the chair to turn to the side, no longer looking at Schiller, as if he wanted to hide his eyes and expression.
"It's my first day here. Aren't you going to introduce me to the basic situation here? Can I call you Eric?"
"No." Magneto took a book from the bookshelf next to him and started reading it, as if Schiller didn't exist.
At this time, Schiller stretched out his hand and used his fingers to gently move a book on the edge of Magneto's desk by one centimeter.
In an instant, Magneto turned his head to look at the book. Schiller immediately moved it back to its original position with his hand and said, "I accidentally touched it. I'm sorry."
Then, when he was restoring the book to its original position, he knocked some of the books stacked on top of it crookedly.
"Eric, I think I can call you that." Schiller stood in front of the desk and nodded and said: "After all, we should be the same age, or maybe, I am older than you and Professor X.
Magneto's eyebrows frowned deeply. At this time, Schiller stretched out his hand and flattened the crooked books again. Magneto's brow muscles relaxed again, and he said nothing.
Turn around and continue reading.
"Okay, it seems that you are tired, but also, you have made such a big noise near the sun, and you must have consumed a lot of energy. Thank you for the wonderful welcome ceremony. Next, I will go
Look at the children I have to teach..."
After saying that, Schiller turned to leave, but at this time, Magneto frowned, coughed twice, and took the initiative to say: "Didn't Charles say anything?"
Schiller stopped, then he stood there and started looking left and right as if he was looking for something. Magneto couldn't understand his movements, so he asked: "What are you looking for?"
"Find a chair. It seems like you don't like sitting on the sofa. In fact, I don't like it either. It's too soft, but I'm a little tired and want to sit down and chat." Schiller started to look out the door and then said
: "How about I go to the office next door and move it?"
Magneto closed his eyes slightly and rubbed the side of his nose with his fingers.
With a "bang", a chair knocked open the office door and flew to the desk.
Schiller sat on the chair, put one hand on the table, relaxed his fingers, opened his palms upward, and then said: "The professor did tell me some things, but I feel that some of them are too trivial.
I planned to tell you."
"What did he say? Tell me." Magneto said.
"He asked you to coax Lorna and stop quarreling with her. If you have nothing to do, call Wanda and Pietro. They have not returned to Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters recently. They don't know where they live or if they have any
Danger……"
"In addition, he hopes that you can care about the lives of the children who are studying and working here. After all, they are young and far away from home. It is inevitable that they will miss their parents..."
"Also, he hopes that you can drink less coffee and replace coffee with a small amount of tea. It is a good choice. Also, your age is no longer suitable for working until two o'clock in the morning every day. No matter how urgent the renovation project of the empty island is,
It’s not worthy of you either…”
"Stop, stop talking." Magneto made a "pop" sound, closed the book in his hand, turned his chair back, looked at Schiller and said: "You don't need to tell me these trivial words..."
But to his expectation, Schiller did not say, 'You asked me to say it.' Instead, he showed a helpless smile, shook his head and said, "I see, your mentality is much younger than his."
, people tend to worry when they get old, you have to be considerate of them..."
In an instant, the movements of the muscles on Magneto's face became very exciting again, and the soothing expression was already halfway achieved, but as if he thought of something, he began to feel uncomfortable again, so he frowned again.
"Are you older than us?" Magneto said a question, but in an affirmative tone. Every question he said was like this, as if no one needed to answer it at all.
"Age is not important, what is important is mentality." Schiller shook his head and said: "It is strange that you have the most children, but your mentality is the best among us..."
Magneto's fingertips tapped the armrest. In an instant, two water glasses fell on the table. Two streams of water appeared out of thin air. Clear water was poured into the glasses. Schiller picked up the glasses and took a look and said: "Now can we
When it’s not time to drink water, is there coffee or tea?”
Just when Magneto was about to refuse, Schiller suddenly said, "Oh, didn't Charles give you a can of tea? How about we try it?"
"I have always trusted Charles's taste. If it tastes good, I really have to ask him where he bought such good tea."
The muscles on Magneto's face began to perform a series of complex activities again. At first, he frowned deeply, as if he felt dissatisfied. But after hearing the second half of the sentence, his brows relaxed again, but the next moment
Again, I became confused.
When Magneto leaned over to get the tea, he actually felt a little tired. This tiredness was not physical, but was caused by repeated opposite mood swings in a short period of time.
He found that in these few minutes, his mood swings were stronger than they had been in the past decades.
Moreover, often, just after Schiller said something that made him feel very dissatisfied, or made an action that made him feel bored, the next second, Schiller's words would make him feel subtle satisfaction, or make a suggestion.
The offer he couldn't refuse left him completely unable to express his dissatisfaction.
Looking at the smile on Schiller's face, Magneto, holding the tea can, paused slightly with his fingers, feeling the hesitation in his heart.
Eric Lensherr, also known as Magneto, has experienced world wars, entered concentration camps, hunted down Nazis, fought against the government, and braved great storms in his life. He has never been afraid of anyone.
But just as the tea leaves swirled into the water, Magneto suddenly felt a little resistant to the upcoming conversation.