A few minutes later, the Brians walked out of the lounge, ending the farce that often played out in Kleistburg. The castle has a terrace that hangs out in the air, where the morning sun is at its highest, and the couple takes a pot of coffee and sits on a wicker-woven lounge chair to enjoy this rare leisure time.

Marpel reached out and stroked the weathered, baroque marble railing that had been weathered by rain and snow. She picked up a peeling piece of sharp gravel, held it up and shook it in the sunlight and asked, "This stone has been carved and polished by craftsmen and guarded Klesterburg for three hundred years, do you think it will be tiring and annoying?" ”

Brian took a sip of coffee, squinted in the direction of Mont Blanc, and said: "I envy it for being simple-minded, regardless of the ups and downs, regardless of the vicissitudes of time, as always, only one goal." ”

Mapel looked at her husband with a smile: "Isn't my husband just such a person?" ”

"Me? - Old. The years of burning passion and the noble spirit of dedication, those beautiful things have left me, and I am only left with the shackles of responsibility. Now I only know how to walk with my head down, and I am more concerned about whether I should find someone to repair the castle than the future of mankind. ”

"It's getting warmer, it's time to find someone to repair the castle." Marpel was reluctant to continue the sentimental topic on such a sunny day, and she smiled and handed the stone tablet in her hand to Brian.

"Yes, the stones have come loose in many places. What an expense that is! Brian frowned slightly.

"My husband has superpowers and is worried about money?"

"I'm better at being a porter and delivering a courier than others, but how much can I get paid for this? If only I could do magic and conjure up a bunch of dollars easily, that would be great. Brian quipped.

"Isn't there enough money for Bauer's sponsorship?" Marpel was surprised.

"This cunning speculator is very good at playing this game: using money to choke us by the neck."

"But his daughter Cicely is in our castle too."

"This selfish fellow probably loves no one but himself and his precious son James, not to mention that Cicely has not been by his side since he was a child. He didn't say a word to Cicelie that day in Texas, and the poor kid had been waiting outside. ”

Marpel sighed softly, the sunlight casting a sad shadow on her slightly frowning brow, she glanced at her husband with pity, picked up the coffee cup on the coffee table and blew off the milk foam on it, and blamed herself: "I have spent too little time in the castle to know that you have so many difficulties." ”

Brian smiled, "There are a lot of things that you and I can't do. ”

"I see that Ciceli's complexion is not good today, is her sleepwalking disorder committed again? Wasn't it better a while ago? Marpel asked.

"She's always going back and forth in this situation, a girl, and her self-esteem is so strong, I don't want to ask too much, after all, it's not a terrible thing."

"No, what kind of famous doctor hasn't been invited, no one can tell what's going on. I've always wondered: if you look at the rest of the people in the castle, even you, an old man over 60, all of them are in perfect physical condition, and I am useless as a doctor. And she is only a young man in her 20s, and she actually suffers from sleepwalking and insomnia! I remember when she was a child, she was so aura, and she was far more intelligent than us Ian and Corunna. Mapel said regretfully.

"I always thought it had something to do with the lightning strike she had 12 years ago, and that lightning strike almost killed her again."

"Yes, I remember she was in a coma for three or four days, and you watched her for three or four days, and we Ian and Corona were crying. Fortunately, the child was strong enough to wake up on his own. Later, Bauer gave her a comprehensive examination, and the electroencephalogram and CT showed that everything was normal, and her subsequent behavior and cognition showed no abnormalities, which can not but be said to be a miracle. And it was eight years ago that she began to sleepwalk and lose sleep, and it was four years after that, so did the shock really cause some unknown damage to her cerebral cortex and thalamus? Does it affect the suprachiasmatic nucleus nucleus to regulate the secretion of the pineal gland? Marpel analyzed.

"I'm also talking nonsense, maybe I've had too many things lately, I'm older, and I always love to think cranky." Brian didn't want Marpel to worry.

Marpel smiled knowingly, she took a sip of her coffee, gracefully swapped her overlapping ankles, looked at the snow-capped Alps in the distance, and exclaimed, "Ciceli and Nanyi are really different in the castle. In the afternoon, will Nan Yi go down the mountain? It's been a long time since I've seen him. ”

"Yes, I told him, he's coming. Don't look at him coldly, he actually cares about Kleistburg. Isn't it that he, the headmaster, teaches well, and the castle can have such results? Your son, I can't control it, so I'll just obey him, let alone the others. Coruna is even more—" Brian shook his head with a smile.

"Don't laugh at your niece, okay?" Marpel patted Brian's hand and said with a smile: "With Nan Yi's face, I guess I couldn't resist it when I was young!" I remember the way you dug him out of the snowdrift like a zombie that had been frozen for years. At that time, I thought that he would not be able to come back to life, but I didn't expect that he not only survived, but was so capable, but also such a handsome man, it was incredible! ”

"Actually, it's hard to say whether we saved him. You don't know, his unappreciative look back then made McKeller angry with them. Brian squinted his eyes slightly and recalled, "But later, McKeller admired him the most." If McKeller were still alive, I'm sure he, like Avery, would have called Nan Yi - Principal Nan over and over again. ”

"Looking at his ice-cube face, I often wonder what happened to him, what were his parents like? What separates him from this world. I tried to help him with behavioural therapy, but unfortunately, he resisted my treatment. Mapel said regretfully.

Brian laughed: "Is it in the eyes of doctors that everyone is a patient?" Nan Yi has a more arrogant personality and a habit of cleanliness, but is it an exaggeration to say that he has mental problems? ”

"Am I exaggerating?" Mapel also smiled and said, "Be fair, you say, with his ability, what do you want in the world not to be obtained?" He could be the king of this world, but he would rather stay in that cold hut on Mont Blanc, and the only intersection between him and this world is you and our Christenburg, don't you think it's abnormal? ”

"That's because he has a good nature, and he has no desires or desires..."Brian continued to excuse Nanyi.

"No desire, no desire? People are a combination of desires, and there are always some needs behind people's behavior, even if they are kind. You know Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory, people's needs are divided into five levels from low to high like a ladder, physiological needs, safety needs, social needs, respect needs, and self-actualization needs. But there are always certain goals and needs for people, can you tell me, what level of needs does Nanyi have? A man who has no desires or wants is either sick or—" Marpel wanted to speak and stopped.

"If you want to say it, say it, why bother and spit out." Brian burst out laughing.

"Either that's not human!" Marpel laughed.

"Be careful, I tell Principal Minami!" Brian scratches Marpel's nose, and Marpel's expression is sweet and shy.

After the joke, Brian said with a little feeling: "Nan Yi seems cold, but I believe that deep down, he is actually soft and eager to feel life." After all, the essence of life lies in feelings, and life without feelings is nothing more than zombies with walking dead. Moreover, the changes that have happened to him can be seen by you and me, but he himself has been resisting. Maybe one day, something, or someone will release him completely, so that he can learn to enjoy his life. ”

"Enjoy life? Who better to enjoy life than your precious son? The two couldn't help but laugh again when they talked about Ian.

"Our precious son is really different from you and me. However, at his age, he should enjoy their lives in the blue sky and clear water. But I'm trapped him and the children in the mountains..."Brian's nose was a little red.

As he spoke, Ian and Corona heard a loud voice, and the two of them tugged and pushed open the wrought-iron door of the patio. Mr. and Mrs. Brian turned back, the bright early spring sun embraced the siblings, and the whole terrace came alive and alive because of their presence.

"Uncle, it's so unfair!" Corona pulled Ian's white T-shirt into a triangle, her blue eyes blazing.

The Doctor smiled lovingly, "Who would dare to anger our lovely Princess Corunna?" ”

"It's you and Brother Nan! Uncle！ Ian and Reg both teleported, but you still won't teach me. Coruna said aggressively. I asked Ian to accompany me to Nan, but he wouldn't. ”

"Teleportation is a process of molecular decomposition and recombination, which requires strong remote vision and remote listening capabilities, and it is necessary to accurately perceive the distance of teleportation and the surrounding environment, without the slightest deviation. The doctor patiently explained.

"You've already had the ability to teleport." Ian broke free of Coruna's pull, and 'Ge You slumped' on another lounge chair on the terrace, his feet propped up on the balcony railing, his wide jeans torn out, revealing golden leg hair like a shepherd, glistening in the sun, and a lazy look like a noble Garfield. He spoke quietly, pulling out a cigarette and holding it to his mouth.

"You talk nonsense, how can I have it! I don't even know it myself! Corona yelled.

Ian raised an eyebrow and looked at Corona's buttocks with a wicked smile, and said, "Didn't you succeed in transferring the fat from your brain to your breasts and buttocks a long time ago?" This teleportation ability is what many girls can only dream of, you should apply for a patent, this patent is not inferior to SpaceX's rocket recovery technology, opening a new era of ugly girls' dreams, and it is an epoch-making milestone..."Ian smiled triumphantly, his hand still beating to the beat of laughter, and the silver spoon on the coffee table and the beat circled gracefully in the air, rising higher and higher.

Corona was stunned for a moment before she reacted, and with a flick of her hand in annoyance, the spoon swooped down on Ian like a sharp sword, and Ian shook his head to dodge, and the spoon grazed Ian's ear.

"Ian!" Mapel also exclaimed lightly. Corona can be said to be a veritable ugly girl when she was a child, short and fat, and her classmates often bullied her, calling her "oil drums, hamburgers" or something. Marpel knew that this was Corona's black history, and that it was the one she hated to mention the most. Marpel shook her head: Corona and Ian didn't have superpowers when they were young, and their family lived in a small three-story white wooden building in Connecticut, USA. The siblings and a white Ragdoll cat run in the corridor every day, and the sound of "dong dong" footsteps and the pendulum of the grandfather clock noisily fill the entire space. Ian, who was two years old at the time, would stand up for his sister every time, but whenever someone called Corona "oil drum, hamburger", he would fight with others to the point of bleeding. Now, in Kronsterburg, Corona is getting more and more beautiful and capable, and has become a real castle princess, and Ian likes to make fun of Corona often. Marpel wasn't worried, she knew that their siblings had a deep relationship, but Ian, who was used to being lazy, didn't like it, and Coronna's "big sister" style.

With Marpel's support, Corona was even more delicate, and she stomped her feet angrily and shook her hands like a coquettish little girl: "Aunti! Uncle! Ian always bullies me! ”

Mapel laughed, "You siblings have been fighting like this since childhood, Ian, you should be a bit of a gentleman." ”

Ian spat out the smoke ring, pursed his lips, opened his eyes wide, spread his hands, and expressed his love in a classic French expression. Marpel got up and snatched the cigarette from his hand, dragged Corona to sit down on the chair next to him, and nagged Ian, "Smoke less!" It's full of nicotine and tar, you're a chronic suicide, how many times do you want me to say it! I've been wandering around outside all day, and I haven't seen a girl to take care of you. ”

Ian showed an exaggerated expression of horror: "Mom! Are you still my own mother? Are you still the independent American woman? You must have been in Asia, Africa and Latin America for a long time, and you speak with a strong Chinese aunt flavor. ”

"This bear child, poor and poor to his mother!" Brian laughed.

"Worry about children, mothers are the same all over the world." Marpel's eyes were doting.

Brother Nan also taught him this, but he just didn't listen. I think Auntie, you should find a poor-mouthed, cheap-mouthed, cramp-like girl like him to clean him up! Coruna chimed in.

"Thank you! My dear sister, this is the most vicious blessing I have ever heard. If there really is such a girl in the world, I will be the first to destroy her to keep peace in this life! But," Ian muttered earnestly, "However, you also saw Regg with your own eyes just now, and if it were you and moved a little slower, those hard books would be embedded in your perfect ass." At that time, I am afraid that I will have to do surgery to remove it. How many handsome guys will be heartbroken, especially Mr. Ben, right? ”

Corona glared at Ian in disgust, her hand reaching for her hip. The mountain breeze blows, sending the crispness of the snow-capped mountains and the fragrance of the early spring plants and trees into Coruna's nasal cavity. When she looked up, the sun had blended with the snow on the top of the mountain, and the dazzling light could not open her eyes. She closed her eyes, and the well-dressed man became clearer, "Oh! Nan Yi Ben! She called out inwardly.