Chapter 860: Starry Splendor (Part 2)

"After my parents died, I didn't have a home of my own. When I was in boarding school, I had to live in a dormitory with people I hated. After finally leaving that school, I could only rent a house outside."

Polaris covered her forehead with both hands, instinctively blocking her expression. She said: "I was once kicked out by the landlord because of an ability outbreak, wandering on the streets of New York in the middle of the night. My ability could only bring me, just let me not be so cold, and let me not have to occupy a corner like other homeless people, so that I could have a place to sleep."

"Later, I went to the X-Men. I admit, that is a place with a very good atmosphere. Everyone greets you with a smile. Even if there are occasional conflicts, Professor X will try his best to mediate, making both sides satisfied."

"But I just couldn't stay there. I just... couldn't... do you understand? Every second I stayed there, I felt very anxious, and talking to everyone there made me feel very painful."

"Later, I left the X-Men. No one understood me. After returning to the Brotherhood, the situation didn't improve either. I didn't want to see Erik at all, didn't want to see that expression of his..."

"Later, mutants walked out of Earth and came to the Andromeda galaxy. We obtained a very beautiful sky island. I began to fantasize about having a home of my own there, a warm house, decorated in the style I like..."

Polaris gently pressed her eyes with her hand and said: "For this goal, I fell in love with that job, although it was nothing special, even very boring."

"With Erik there, I didn't have to do any work at all. Every day was just repeated carrying and splicing. I said I wanted what shape of building parts, Erik said no. I don't know why it wouldn't work, but anyway, it just wouldn't work."

Polaris's breathing was a bit trembling. She said: "Perhaps it was because he felt I had too many things, and every day I had strange ideas to add trouble to him, so he kicked me back."

"I returned to the apartment I rented before, and then he followed. I know what he wants to do. I know he wants to scold me for causing him trouble, I don't read books at school, and I don't work properly..."

"I really hope he disappears from my life and doesn't appear again!" Polaris pursed her lips and said: "But every time he breaks in like this, and then points fingers at my current life..."

Schiller looked at Polaris and said: "You feel that staying with the X-Men makes you feel very painful. Can you tell me why?"

"I don't know." Polaris shook her head and said: "I just feel that everything is very fake, and even feel angry about it..."

"The future of mutants, my future, from the time I remembered, I have been thinking about these problems, and people in the X-Men don't seem to like discussing this topic. They like to focus on the present, feeling that there will be a way when the car reaches the mountain."

"But I know, there are no more roads. They are paralyzing themselves, chronic death. I want to remind them, but I don't want to be that person who spoils the fun. If they feel that before destruction, they also want to do the last beautiful dream, then let them do it."

"Do you feel you are clearer than them?" Schiller asked.

"I just have more experiences than them." Polaris lowered her head and looked at her fingers and said: "The children who can enter that school, their parents are still quite loving, letting them go to school. Even if their parents want to abandon them, Professor X will also care about them..."

"So much so that they didn't discover that the situation of mutants is just like my situation before. We may be kicked out at any time. They have been trying to kick us out."

"But many of us are shouting that as long as we perform well and please the landlord, we can stay. There are also people who say that we should formulate laws to restrict both the landlord and us tenants. There are also people who say that we just won't move out, who can do anything to us..."

Schiller tapped the desktop with his pen tip and said: "In this remark, you used 'you' and 'we'. You feel that mutants and humans are actually two kinds of creatures, right?"

"I know, the mainstream argument now is that mutants evolved from humans, so we should be one race..." Polaris shook her head and said: "But the fact is, we are neither the same nor suitable for living together."

"Maybe this is hard to hear, but I have really had enough of living with ants. I am not scolding ordinary people, but how do you want me to control the power, how to concentrate, to ensure that not a trace of power will leak out? But as long as there is a trace of power out of control, it will lead to the death of hundreds of ordinary people."

"Should I do nothing every day, pay attention to the diffusion of my power, pay attention to every change in magnetic force, to protect the lives of ordinary people? Otherwise, I will be scolded by all kinds of abuse?"

"Don't say they have offended me before, even if they haven't, I couldn't possibly live such a life!"

"Alright, Ms. Lorna, don't be excited." Schiller appeased Polaris, and then said: "Let's look at this as two problems. On one hand, it is your feelings for your father, and on the other hand, it is your worry about the future of mutants."

"Let's look at the first problem first. Let's ignore your life experience problem and just talk about your current way of getting along. According to your description just now, Magneto Erik said a total of two sentences to you. Do you think this is normal?"

Polaris stared at Schiller. Her expression seemed to be saying "What's abnormal about this?".

"My meaning is, judging by the standards of ordinary people, father and daughter reunited after a long separation, should it be such a scene?"

"I didn't treat him as a father, and I see, he didn't treat me as a daughter either." Polaris turned her head to the side and said.

"We must first clarify a causal relationship. Is it because you didn't treat him as a father, and he didn't treat you as a daughter, that led to the way you get along is like this, or is it because the way you get along is like this, that led to you not treating him as a father, and him not treating you as a daughter?"

Schiller's words were a bit convoluted. Polaris was silent for a while and said: "I don't know, anyway, from the time I knew him, it was like this."

"Alright, I won't say he is your father, or even say he is your friend, just say he is a stranger. Do you feel that if we happened to meet in an apartment, the form of dialogue would be like this?"

"He is not normal at all!" Polaris continued Schiller's words: "I have met many people in my life, and never has any one been like him, who only knows how to keep a straight face every day, expecting you to understand his eyes, no matter what happens, he is unwilling to say one more word!"

"You hit the point, Miss." Schiller smiled and said: "He is not normal, then what about you?"

Polaris was just about to speak, but Schiller said before her: "Facing the sudden appearance of a person who is still familiar, your first reaction is resistance, the second reaction is attack, and the third reaction is to deliberately provoke him. Don't you feel that your behavior has some problems?"

Polaris bit her lip and shook her head, saying: "I have always lived like this, I don't feel there is any problem..."

Schiller nodded and said: "The problem I said is not saying you are a lunatic. Or mentally abnormal, but refers to, you didn't realize that the emotions driving you to make these behaviors have problems."

"Resistance, attack, and overreaction often appear when people feel fear. What drives you to make these behaviors is not hatred or resentment for Magneto, but fear."

"I..." Polaris just wanted to open her mouth to refute, but suddenly stopped. The sound of that bunch of keys falling to the ground last night rang in her ears.

With a "clatter," a bunch of keys fell to the ground, and then flew up again, hovering in front of Charles. Magneto said: "That's it, she is afraid of me."

Charles frowned and said: "Lorna is not timid, nor is she afraid of fighting or injury like some children. She has always been brave and very strong. Why would she be afraid of you?"

Magneto looked at Charles silently, seemingly waiting for him to give an answer. Charles thought for a while and said: "This kind of emotion of fear often leaves painful and lingering scars after a violent impact."

"You might not have scared her this time, or rather, it might not be after she grew up and reunited with you, that you scared her."

Magneto frowned. Charles said to him: "Think carefully, when you and little Lorna met for the first time, what did you say? And what did you do?"

Magneto gradually fell into the look of memory, and Polaris's thoughtful face merged together. At the same time, the two found that small fragment in the surging wave of memory.

The azure sky and the sea were the same color. The constantly surging waves hit the coast. Every wave was like the brushwork of Impressionism, wanton and unrestrained, but exquisite and perfect.

Not far from the coast, on a cliff, a wreckage was emitting rolling black smoke. Two small black shadows approached this cliff, and the young Magneto fell down.

Looking at that pile of wreckage, he vaguely heard the crying of a little girl coming from inside. He raised his hand, and all the plane fragments flew into the air, revealing Lorna Dane hidden there.

At that time, she was still very young, sitting in a pile of ruins, like a broken doll.

Just at this time, Magneto's gaze passed through time and space, looking at the young Polaris again. He discovered that in the eyes of little Lorna with tears, the look at Magneto was not gratitude and celebration, but deep fear.

"At that time, I didn't know what a mutant was at all..." Polaris bit her lip tightly and said: "A monster in a black robe and a helmet fell from mid-air, and then cleared all the things around me..."

"He walked toward me... walked toward me... like a monster!

!" Polaris's body began to tremble. One of her hands gripped the edge of the table tightly, and then said: "He locked all the magnetic fields nearby, I couldn't escape at all, I couldn't move, and couldn't even speak..."

"Just like last night, he controlled all the magnetic fields nearby, I was powerless to compete with him, I could only ask him to stay away from me..."

Polaris gripped her fists tightly, her knuckles began to turn white, and she said: "I will scream, because I know, besides screaming to let him get away, I can't do anything else..."

"Don't recall anymore, Ms. Lorna." Schiller sighed and said: "Relax a little, because we are going to discuss the cause of this kind of fear."

"What cause is there?" Polaris's face was a bit pale. She said: "It's just because of that arbitrary monster, and his powerful power..."

What she didn't expect was that Schiller shook his head and said:

"No, you are not afraid of Magneto... You are afraid of mutants, and their powerful power that is invincible but may go out of control at any time." ===== CHAPTER 861 =====