Autumn in New York is very warm, and the warm leaves do not seem to be a symbol of the gradual death of life, and when they fall from the branches, they embrace the pedestrians under the trees with a sense of unhesitation.

In the bustling commercial street of Manhattan, it is naturally wrapped in steel walls, and it no longer has that vitality, but in a slightly remote place, on the fence outside the building, the roses have withered, leaving bright red fruits, and the patterns on the railings of the gate have an American country style.

A white hand approached the railing, but did not grasp it at all, and the iron gate was pushed open, and a pair of boots stepped on the thick fallen leaves of the yard with a small clattering sound.

Polaris, who walked into the building, took off his scarf, let out a long breath, wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and said to the receptionist at the front desk, "Hello, my name is Lorna Dane, I have an appointment."

"Okay, wait a minute." The reception smiled, checked the appointment record on the computer, and when Polaris was waiting at the front desk, he sighed slightly, his beautiful face could not hide his exhaustion, and there were dark circles under his eyes.

"Hello, please go this way." The reception stretched out his finger and pointed down the hallway, Polaris followed her, and the two took the elevator upstairs, exited the elevator, and came to the door of an office, the reception knocked, and a gentle voice came from inside the knock: "Please come in."

The reception stood by the door, Polaris pushed the door in by himself, and Schiller behind the desk pushed his glasses and said, "It's Miss Dane, right?" Please sit down, the treatment you made an appointment for 5:00~9:00 p.m. today is still half an hour, you can sit down for a while, and I will finish processing these documents."

"Okay, Dr. Rodriguez." Polaris didn't say much, and he sat down on the couch in the reception area.

Schiller, behind the desk, said as he wrote, "To be honest, Miss Dane, I was quite surprised to receive your appointment, after all, there is no more beneficial psychiatrist in this world than Professor Xavier, I have heard that you have a good relationship, why don't you treat him there?"

Polaris lowered her head slightly, brushing her long green hair behind her ears with her hand, and Schiller glanced up at her movements.

Polaris rarely has such a soft time, most of the time, she is in a hurry, she doesn't seem to be easy to mess with, and it's hard to say whether she's gentle or tired now.

Before speaking, Polaris sighed, and this breath contained so many complex emotions that when she spoke, she didn't know where to start, but after a pause, she still said:

"It all started when Professor Charles got me a job......

The job of the cosmic traffic police that Charles found for Polaris can be said to be a perfect match for her abilities, the only problem is that the workload is too large, it is really tiring, and it has made an indelible contribution to the possibility of a third world war.

After three days of this work, Stark stopped Polaris from continuing to space, and Polaris felt angry that he was looking for trouble, so he didn't plan to pay attention to him, but planned to go back to work as usual the next day.

But what he didn't expect was that that night, Polaris met Magneto Eric at the door of his rented apartment.

It was an autumn night, and it was just cooling down that night, and Polaris was tired from a long day and couldn't eat dinner, so he bought a taco on the side of the road, and after getting out of the elevator, he took out the key and planned to open the door.

At this moment, she keenly felt the fluctuations of the magnetic field, and as soon as she turned her head, Polaris saw that Magneto had appeared at the end of the hallway, and the moonlight sprinkled outside the window made his shadow stretch very long, like a candle that was about to burn out.

At that moment, Polaris's heart was terrified, and as soon as her hand shook, the key fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Then she saw that the key floated, *** into the lock hole of her apartment door, and helped her open the door.

Polaris' arm shuddered as she turned to Magneto and yelled, "What are you doing?!" What are you doing here?! Why are you here?"

Magneto didn't speak, he just stepped forward and motioned with his eyes for Polaris to enter the door, Polaris

With trembling arms, she pushed open the door, and after entering, she turned to Magneto and said, "...... You can't come in!"

"What are you looking for?" Polaris asked again.

"You've got a new job recently...... "The deep voice of the King of Ten Thousand Words echoed through the corridor, like a magnetic tremor.

Polaris leaned against the door frame and took a deep breath and said, "Yes, but so what? If you fired me, wouldn't you allow me to find a new job?!"

Before Magneto could speak, Polaris said, "Well, I know, Professor X must have told you that I don't study, but I just don't like to be in that school!"

"What's there? There's a bunch of little kids! Do you know what they do every day? Freeze the whole school building, then burn it down with fire, discharge it to electrify all the leaves, or knock a big hole in the wall......

"Do you want me to play with them? Those stupid, short-sighted, forever naïve ghosts! How can I stay with those fools who don't yet understand that disaster is imminent?!"

Polaris' hand clenched the door frame and said, "You should get out of here, go back to the Andromeda Galaxy, and don't appear in front of me!"

"Lorna......" Magneto called her name, but Polaris grew angrier and angrier, saying, "Don't call me that! You're not qualified to call me that!"

Polaris took two steps back, looked Magneto in the eye and said, "Don't want me to go back to school...... Magneto, if it weren't for you, if it weren't for you for leaving my mother, she wouldn't have died!"

"If my adoptive parents hadn't died, I wouldn't have been sent to an orphanage and then to a boarding school, and I wouldn't have been bullied by that group of weak, naïve and stupid ordinary people!"

Polaris' chest began to rise and fall, her fingertips began to tremble, and she said quickly, "What did I do? I just broke the bones of those bullies so that they could never get up, so what? That's what they deserve!"

"When they stuffed mud into my table and smeared sticky candy on the wall next to me, they should have thought that this day would come! I regret why I didn't kill them!"

"And then? The troubled X-Men approached me and said I was a criminal! To say that I shouldn't have done this, to say that I can't hurt ordinary people anyway...... Fuck normal people!"

"Our students bully transfer students, rich people bully those who don't, and parents bully single-parent families, haven't they seen through the essence of this group of ordinary people? They are not weak sheep in need of protection, but a pack of disgusting jackals ready to bite others!"

"No one in this world is more vicious than them! But the X-Men said to protect them, to care for them, to stand with them!"

Polaris shuddered a little as she looked at Magneto and said, "And now, you're going to stand with them...... Get out! Get out of here! I don't want to see you again! Damn monsters......

Suddenly, she heard the humming of the magnetic field, Polaris's expression stiffened, and she instinctively condensed a magnetic barrier around her, but it was shattered in an instant, and she was far from being able to compete with Magneto in terms of strength.

"What do you want to do? Want to kill me?! …… You've wanted to do this for a long time, haven't you?! You inhuman monster!!

Almost instantly, a magnetic storm enveloped Polaris's body, and after the storm cleared, she collapsed to the ground, unable to see the expression on Magneto's face because she had passed out.

Magneto wasn't angry, not as serious and stubborn as usual, and the expression on his face was very complicated.

Few people can see Magneto show so many emotions, and in most cases, he will always keep a straight face and not say a word.

The figure of Polaris' fallen slowly blurred, condensing into a small shadow, reflected in Magneto's pupils.

After finishing his memories, he looked at Charles across from him with an expressionless face, while Professor X was still smiling and said, "Last night, you should have done what I said to show your support to little Lorna, right?"

"Look, Eric, parents are meant to stand with their children

Together, even if she gets into trouble, you have to express that you want to protect her, so that you can show your love for her......

Charles turned his wheelchair to the desk and said, "I have advised you many times before, but you are indifferent, it seems that little Lorna is indeed different to you, and you are willing to give it a try."

"With a powerful father like you standing behind her, she can gain more security, so that she can heal the damage caused to him by school bullying before......

Charles turned to Magneto again and said, "Children will always cry loudly, but they don't really want much, just a little security."

"You have to prove to them with concrete actions that you will always stand behind them, that you will not leave, that no matter what happens, you will be together, because you are relatives, and relatives should support each other in this way......

"Lorna......" Magneto's fingertips moved, he obviously had all kinds of emotions in his heart, but this emotion could not be translated into words, and in the end, he said, "...... Her problem is serious."

"Serious? Where is it serious?" Charles looked at Magneto with some confusion, he didn't know what happened last night.

At that time, Stark called Magneto and asked him to come back, and Magneto really came back, but as soon as he came back, he went to Xavier Genius School and met Charles.

Hearing that he had come back because of Lorna, Charles warned Magneto not to rush over to criticize Polaris.

Even if you want to point out her problems, you must first show your attitude, that is, as your father, I will always stand with you, and no matter what happens, I will protect you.

So, Magneto went.

But I don't know which link went wrong, the scene of that night described by Polaris and Magneto is diametrically opposed, and the two psychiatrists, Schiller and Charles, also have diametrically opposite understandings.

From the description of Polaris, Schiller made up a large-scale horror movie, even if the ethical part of it is removed, it is very weird and terrifying.

But because Charles asked Magneto if it went well last night, he nodded, and Charles felt that the father and daughter must have sat together last night and had an intimate conversation, which made the originally indifferent feelings go further and become relatives.

As a result, the two psychiatrists respectively enlightened the father and daughter in completely different directions, and they were completely different.

"Well, Miss Lona, I can call you that, right? Because you know that Charles is close to your father, so you don't want to go to him, so you come to me......

"If you come to a psychiatrist, it means that you feel that you may have some psychological problems, do you think there have been any changes in your life recently? Can you tell me about it?" Schiller asked, looking at the opposite North Star.

"Change?" Polaris frowned, lowered her head, and looked very tired, she said, "I've been so tired lately that I don't even have the strength to lift my arms......

Schiller took out a medical record and began to write, and when he found that Schiller's attention was no longer on him, Polaris relaxed a little.

Schiller didn't raise his head and asked, "Have you been busy at work lately?" Do you have a few days off to relax?"

"I was really tired the first few days, but then it was much better, I didn't take a vacation, I don't think I need to take a vacation, I can even work like this for two months in a row when I'm in the Andromeda Galaxy."

Schiller raised his eyebrows and said, "Miss Lona, everyone needs to rest, and if you feel like you don't need to rest at a time, it's likely that some other emotion is prompting you to do so, and this emotion blinds your brain and makes it secrete too much adrenaline, which keeps you in a high mood, which is not a good thing."

"What was going through your mind when you were working in the Andromeda Galaxy?" Schiller asked.

Unexpectedly, Polaris was silent for a while before slowly exhaling a sentence: "I'm thinking...... The future of mutants."