"Eric, I think we need to talk." This is the twelfth time Charles has said this today. His moral requirements require him not to directly look at the answer in Eric's mind, especially when he is not wearing a
In the case of a helmet, doing so is equivalent to declaring a breakup.
But his curiosity, Charles thought, his damn curiosity - it must be curiosity, not some short video syndrome - made him must get the answer, but Eric was still as difficult as ever.
Charles had learned long ago that if Eric made up his mind not to say something, no one else would ever know.
Like his ridiculous helmet, was it to prevent Charles from prying into the secrets of his past? Did the two of them have a past that they didn't share?
If he had to give this helmet a name, Charles would call it "Leave Me Alone." The main function is to prevent Charles from constantly saying "Eric, I think we need to talk" in his head.
Charles also knew that this was annoying, but he couldn't help but asked the question for the thirteenth time, and by the fourteenth time, Eric put the helmet on again.
As the same saying goes, the friends of the stubborn ones will always be the stubborn ones, but some people are openly stubborn, and some are invisible stubborn ones - Charles chose to come to Eric's spiritual world.
Don't ask what the difference is between this and direct brainwave invasion. The difference is that Charles can choose to knock on the door with his young appearance. Generally speaking, it works with every try.
Eric opened the door anyway, seemingly unsurprised by Charles' arrival. The young Professor
"She was taken away by the raccoon and the yellow mouse. They found a baby cradle used by the spirit race on another planet and took her away."
"This is rare." Professor X said: "Little girls should go out and play more instead of staying at home all day."
"If you had seen her German homework, you wouldn't think so." Eric walked into the room, and Charles saw the paper on the table at first sight. There were many childish strokes on it.
It seems to be much closer to Mayan writing than to German.
Charles looked around the surrounding environment and said: "Do you miss that era so much? Do you have to stay in this house?"
Eric lowered his head while correcting his homework and said: "This is the place where Anya was born. It can provide her with the greatest stability for her mental body."
Charles resisted looking at the homework on the table. He stood up and began to walk around the room. Although he had been here many times, there were still endless details every time. He was addicted to studying these details.
He could always find old shadows of Eric that he didn't know he had.
Originally, Charles should have gone straight to the topic, but he was fascinated by the traces of life everywhere. When he was young, he also dreamed of being a detective. Unfortunately, he was the person in the world who couldn't be happy with the reveal of suspense.
Charles looked out the window. He remembered that there were always a few crows there, and the sky outside the window was gray. The buildings in Berlin were also different from what he remembered later, and the walls had a hurried gray-white color.
Charles knew very well that the spiritual world of many people is different from their memories. The difference is that the spiritual world will undergo its own processing. If a place is their spiritual utopia, it will appear more beautiful, and if a place makes them feel fear
, it will become darker and scarier.
But it's different here, Charles thought. It's hard for him to analyze Eric's feelings for this house. On the surface, it looks dark and heavy. Even the ashes from the fire can't float high. This is very concrete.
Psychological intention, this means that young Eric always feels heavy when he stays here.
But at the same time, it is not dark here, and there are no intentions that indicate fear. On the contrary, it is always peaceful, and the firelight in the fireplace dances very regularly.
If Charles had to describe it, it would be like a small boat that floated all the way to dawn on a stormy night. It looked fragile, but you knew he would be able to survive until dawn.
Charles came to the stairs. He had never gone up them before, because the steep stairs were quite mentally challenging for a man who had been a cripple for decades. Charles was not confident that he could control his legs.
Even in the spiritual world, falling down the stairs is quite scary.
But today he planned to go up and have a look.
"Can I come up?" Charles asked.
Eric didn't raise his head or answer, so Charles tried to walk up the stairs. He knew that Anya's room was upstairs, and the woman named Magda gave birth to Eric in the bedroom upstairs.
Rick's eldest daughter.
Thanks to Anya, Charles realized that the short handrails at the edge of the stairs were for Anya. Eric had prepared everything before giving birth. He was looking forward to the next life of a family of three, but unfortunately...
"Can I go up and see Mrs. Eisenhardt?" Schiller asked: "The due date should be within this week. I have asked a friend to bring me a manual for delivery instructions. I am sure there will be no problem, but I
I need to go up and check on her condition."
"Of course." The cigarette in Eric's hand had burned out. He opened the window and let out as much smoke as possible.
Schiller stood up and walked to the stairs. Just as he was about to reach out and grab the handrail, he realized that the handrail was too short and not for adults. So he turned to look at Eric and said with a smile: "It seems you
You are ready to welcome a little one, but are you really? If you are climbing stairs at such a young age, are you really not worried about her falling? "
"I think it will be her." Eric said with some pride: "My daughter will be very strong. She will be able to go down the stairs a week after she learns to walk. But if not, I will hold her."
"
Schiller walked up the stairs, while Eric went to the balcony to get dried daisies. Pregnant women should not use too strong spices, but old buildings in Berlin always emit a musty smell on rainy days, so they chose to use dried daisies.
The dried flowers are used as natural flavoring.
Schiller's greeting was soon heard. They were chatting about prenatal preparation. When Eric came to the balcony and reached for the flowers, a discordant noise appeared in the magnetic field.
He calmly lowered his eyes and turned the dried daisies in his hand with his thin and slender fingers.
boom!
Jonathan quickly covered his face with his arms to prevent the sparks from splashing into his eyes. Dino, who was wiring the wall, looked back at him and said, "What's wrong? Is there a short circuit?"
"No, no, you haven't connected the power yet, why is there a short circuit? I don't know why this thing suddenly..." Jonathan fiddled with the bug in his hand, and he said: "I was debugging, and it suddenly exploded, and then suddenly..."
It’s smoked, could it be broken?”
Dino put down the thread in his hand and walked over, picked up the small box, and broke the shell hard. A burnt smell came out, making him cough twice.
"Oh my god, how did this get burned like this?" Dino looked at the dark residue inside and said, "I told you that the equipment made by those Poles was unreliable, and Nick was just trying to get a bargain..."
"There is no way, we can't use the Soviet ones. We don't even have a shell, and the German products are too conspicuous, so we can only make do with them." Jonathan took the eavesdropping device and said: "It was still the same when I put it in the church.
It was fine, but why did it break so quickly?"
"It's really not the right time to be bad." Dino sighed and looked around. Now they were squatting under the wall of the old building. No one cared about it, but there was a crow flying over his head all the time. He was worried that it would also cause trouble to others.
of attention.
Jonathan looked up at the weather vane on the top of the roof. It looked like it was going to rain. He took out a thin book from his coat pocket and handed it to Dino and said, "Put the book over first.
The mother can't delay. I'll study it again, and if it can't be repaired, I'll remove the one I left at Artur's place."
Dino nodded, tightened his windbreaker, and walked through the alley toward the bar at the end of the street. There would also be some food provided during meals. Dino bought a sandwich and put the manual in it.
Wrap the sandwich between two layers of paper.
Going around to the back of the building, there is a very narrow staircase. The staircase can go up to the rooftop of the house, but because it is uphill, you can reach the window of a house from the rooftop further up.
It was obviously an uninhabited house all year round. Dino stood on tiptoe and placed the sandwich on the edge of the balcony, which was a place that could be seen from the master bedroom window of the house where the Eisenhardts lived.
Schiller saw the sneakily stretched out hand and the sandwich in it, but he said nothing to Magda. This woman's whole body was filled with the glory of motherhood.
"I don't know how to express my gratitude, doctor, you saved both of us." There seemed to be tears in Magda's eyes. She said: "The escape was too difficult. We originally planned to go to Ukraine, but they just refused.
Let us go, I have a child, we can’t run further, let’s just go back to Germany.”
"Yes, ma'am, this is Magnus' home," Schiller said.
"Is he a city boy?" Magda asked. She wiped her eyes and said, "He never mentioned his past to me."
"Yes, I think you can see that he was once well-educated, could speak English and French, and could write well, but unfortunately..."
"Yes, needless to say, we are all like this." Magda said: "I am a rural girl, but I once had a very happy family. I am not even a believer in Judaism. I don't know why they..."
"Madam, everything is over, think about your child." Schiller said soothingly: "She will see the world soon, and you and Magnus have the ability to provide her with a safe environment. "
"Yes, yes, I know." Magda seemed a little nervous. She looked into Schiller's eyes and said, "You are the same person, right?"
Schiller still asked gently: "What?"
"When we escaped, Max used to...I mean Magnus, he...he behaved unusually. He always knew where the people who were chasing us were. He made them disappear several times."
Schiller sighed slightly. He could see that this girl was not a smart girl, she could even be said to be a bit stupid. She and Magneto were destined not to make it to the end.
"Yes, we are all a little special, but being special in this era is a good thing, isn't it?" Schiller looked into Magda's eyes and said: "This specialness has saved your life and will save you more." times."
"I hope so. I'm starting to feel a little pain in my stomach."
