At dusk, next to the extended Lincoln car, a parting scene was staged.

"What a pity, will you ever come back?" Peter's little face was full of reluctance, "Here, no one is willing to play with me." ”

"I'm sorry, Peter, we'll meet again, definitely." Although Joaquin's words were firm, in fact, he was just comforting his little friend.

"Well, have a nice trip." Peter Parker was very sensible and got out of the way, because, Anne couldn't help it, and the moment Peter Parker dodged away, Anne picked up Joaquin and kept kissing Joaquin's face.

Although his body and memory were convincing him that he was only 11 years old, Joaquin still felt very awkward, and it was very embarrassing to be held by such a mature and beautiful woman.

"I'll contact you often, don't be naughty over there, get along well with the kids there, don't tell anyone what your true abilities are, you're just a mutant who can be diamonded now, remember?" Annie's mother's constant admonitions made Joaquin, who was already affected by the memory, even more affectionate and very reluctant.

There is a family here, but the atmosphere is not very good. A cute little girl stood in place, about 10 years old, with her head down and motionless, and in front of her was a middle-aged couple, with a girl in her arms, talking affectionately. As for the girl standing on the ground, the couple obviously didn't have a good face.

The car horn sounded, and the middle-aged couple patted the little girl's head, making the little girl's already slightly curly blonde hair even more messy, and said, "Go ahead, don't make trouble for others." ”

"I see." The little girl opened her mouth timidly, raised her head, opened her big beautiful eyes, a layer of mist rose from her eyes, and opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something.

"Okay, okay, let's go, don't let others wait." The middle-aged man said impatiently, took the other daughter in his wife's arms, and turned around to leave.

The middle-aged woman took one last look at the little girl standing there and followed her husband.

The little girl stared blankly at the family of three who were drifting away, and her sister enjoyed the pampering she deserved in the arms of her parents. Ever since she was sensible, she has always had all kinds of strange pictures of death in her mind. She had to smear the pictures in her mind on the drawing board, because this special ability was about to drive her crazy, and she had to draw them to feel better, but such an act brought disaster. On the drawing board, the pictures of death that I drew have been fulfilled one by one! She remembers her neighbors crying and shouting that she was a witch, and she remembers her parents who once loved her tearing up their beloved drawings alive

At the age of 11, she didn't even have the qualifications to expect her parents' favor, and she could feel the deep disgust in her parents' hearts. Thinking about it, tears flowed from the little girl's beautiful big eyes, and she sobbed softly.

"Good boy, don't be sad, you'll see Mom and Dad again." Stormgirl came to the little girl's side, crouched down and whispered comfortingly.

The little girl raised her distressed little face, looked at the big sister in front of her, and plunged into her arms.

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Joaquin sat in the car, looking at the scenery on both sides of the street, thinking about his future, the unknown is terrifying, until now, he didn't know what greeted him, and he kept thinking about the conversation between the professor and Anne when he was at home. His abilities are too special and dangerous, and they will have a great impact on the mutant community. In other words, mutants are people with special abilities like themselves, right?

"Forget it, I don't want to, at present, I should think about how to use my ability, try my best to adapt, if possible, find the most authentic self, obviously have a qiē memory, but it feels so unreal, disturbing!" Joaquin thought silently.

On the right side of the back seat, the storm girl Auroro is holding the little girl, and the child in her arms is still sobbing, pitiful like a wounded kitten.

After listening to it for a long time, the intermittent sobbing sound made Joaquin feel a little distressed.

"My name is Joaquin, Joaquin* George, what's your name?" Joaquin turned his head to look at the little girl in Auroro's arms.

"Huh?" The little girl's body trembled slightly, and she stared at her big beautiful eyes, looking very surprised, as if she had discovered something extraordinary! For as long as I can remember, no one wants to touch themselves, no one even wants to talk to them, their classmates in school are far away from them, and occasionally they are bullied by their classmates, and finally, their parents have to let themselves drop out of school and hide at home every day, like a person abandoned by the world, the little girl never dreamed that someone would take the initiative to talk to her.

The little girl's eyes showed a hint of expectation, more of a panic, and her little mouth opened and closed, and for a while, as if she had finally made up her mind, she whispered: "Isabel, Isabel Karina." In the little girl's words, the English accent naturally flowed out, which attracted Joaquin's attention, and he felt that the accent was quite funny. In my memory, I lived so much in New York, and there were only a few children around me who spoke with such accents.

"Huh? Nice name, did your parents come from immigrants? Don't cry, I'm afraid to leave my parents when I'm so old. Joaquin tried to make his tone as appropriate as an 11-year-old, and in fact it made no difference even if he didn't do it on purpose. Even he didn't know how old he was

"They've moved around because of me, and now it's okay to get rid of my baggage." Isabel burst into tears.

Joaquin touched his nose in frustration, trying to divert the girl's attention, but things got worse and worse.

"Eh, don't cry! I don't know much about it, but the bald old man will take care of you, and he looks like a nice person. I won't treat you as a burden. Joaquin said helplessly.

"How do you know?" The little girl pouted and cautiously looked at Professor X in the back seat, in exchange for the professor's soft and warm gaze.

"Hmm." The little girl, still like a frightened bunny, dodged the Professor's loving gaze and fell into Auroro's arms again.

Auroro sighed helplessly, his chest was already wet, and it was very uncomfortable.

"Eh, I said you, don't cry, look, what is this?" Joaquin's eyes lit up, and he stretched out one hand and put it in front of Isabel's eyes, and the white and tender little hand instantly turned into diamonds, crystal clear, and extremely beautiful.

"Wow" The little girl opened her mouth slightly, and she sighed in admiration, and stars could appear in her eyes! I forgot to cry.

"Hmm." Joaquin snorted with his nose and shook his head slightly, "Woman, woman"

Auroro, the storm girl on the side, glanced at Joaquin angrily and amusefully. Professor X behind him also couldn't help but laugh, amused by the two little children.

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