Chapter 136 Decision
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The father and son put down the tableware and exhaled with satisfaction on their faces.
Comfortable!
"It's still delicious made by Dad." Eric praised and said, "It's still the same taste."
Charles smiled and said: "Sometimes, I really doubt whether you have lived in China, Dad, or were Chinese in your last life."
Mike froze for a moment, pinched his chin and said, "Is it that obvious?"
"Hahaha!" Charles smiled and said, "Your favoritism towards China is obviously beyond that of ordinary people."
Eric nodded and said with a strange expression: "I remember, when you read the news, when it talked about Huaguo, you read it very seriously, and even when it said that Huaguo was not good, you sneered and scolded the person who spoke. pig."
Charles pointed his fingers and said: "You can celebrate Chinese festivals, and you can make delicious Chinese dishes. You can even use Chinese to bargain in Chinatown, and you have a clear favorable impression of China..."
He looked up at Mike and said strangely, "Dad, you won't have anything to do with Huaguo, have you? For example, have you had an unforgettable love story with a Huaguo?"
Mike shrugged indifferently, then patted Charles on the forehead, took off Charles' gossip expression, and said with disgust, "Go, there's no love!"
Mike picked up the tableware with a smile and said, "I just like Huaguo very much!"
Just like it to the core.
With a silent addition in his heart, Mike turned around and walked into the kitchen.
"I'm going to make a cup of coffee."
Eric got up and walked out the door.
Charles turned his head and shouted, "Boil two more cups, both for my father and I."
Eric waved his hand to express his understanding, opened the door and walked out.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, patted it lightly with his hand, and after a cigarette jumped out, he held it and stuffed it into his mouth. When he touched his pocket, he even forgot to take a lighter.
He patted his forehead, and when he was about to go back to the room to get the lighter, one hand stretched out from beside him with the lighter in his hand.
"Um?"
He froze for a moment, then smiled at Charles.
"I know, you can't help but come to smoke."
Charles lit it for him, stuffed the lighter into his pocket, and said, "I'll go make coffee, and... smoke a little less."
Eric nodded, exhaled a cigarette leisurely, and looked comfortable.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Eric shivered, but the smoke he exhaled hit his face, causing him to cough.
He couldn't help but cursed in his heart, Eric stubbornly exhaled a cigarette in the wind again, when the smoke hit him in the face, he turned his head to dodge, and couldn't help laughing.
After laughing, a blank look flashed in his eyes.
They're home, but what's he going to do next?
With his education, he will never worry about eating and drinking in this life, but if he spends his whole life like this, he will not be happy when he thinks about it.
With a finger, the metal lighter in his pocket floated out, fluttering and turning at his fingertips.
His abilities have grown stronger over the years.
He always felt that God gave him this ability for a reason.
But he hasn't found the reason yet.
For these, he believed that Charles felt the same way.
When they were in college, they had already discussed this issue, but as a result... they didn't discuss it.
In other words, they have vaguely understood what they need to do, but they dare not take the first step.
After smoking a cigarette, his mind was still very confused, Eric scolded lowly, snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, then shook his head with a wry smile, and strode back to the house.
When he opened the door, there was only the sound of the TV. He looked up and saw Mike and Charles sitting on the sofa, watching the news earnestly, with a smile on his face. The news in the past attracted the past.
On TV, there is news about mutants.
Several mutant children were arrested for using their abilities to commit crimes, and they were still shouting the name of the Black Queen when they were arrested.
Then, there is another news record, which is what the Black Queen has done for the mutants who led Hellfire for so many years.
Eric watched as he slowly walked to the sofa and sat beside Mike.
The news is not over yet, the news about mutants is still playing.
Some people condemn mutants, some even say that mutants are monsters, mutants are criminals, of course, there are also people who sympathize with mutants...
Mike noticed the expressions of the two and turned off the TV directly.
The two were silent, their expressions looked very solemn, and a little dazed.
For a moment, Charles was the first to break the silence.
He squeezed out a smile and said, "It's better when I was young."
TV shows always cartoons.
He suddenly remembered the encrypted channel he accidentally saw when he and Eric robbed the TV signal box.
That time, it was really impressive, but after that, he saw it once, not even now.
Because after going through actual battles, he suddenly felt that this thing was just like that...
Thoughts suddenly turned a little, Charles hurriedly restrained himself, put his hands on the back of his head, leaned back gently, and sighed.
Eric shook his head and said, "But we can't be children forever."
The two fell silent.
Mike got up, brought coffee to the two, sat opposite them, pushed the coffee in front of the two, and tried it on his own.
Very bitter, but after the bitter taste, it is very fragrant, and there is even a trace of sweetness that continues to spread.
He looked at the two and suddenly said, "Do you really have no idea?"
The two suddenly looked up at Mike, their expressions stunned, but there was a sense of relief in their hearts after being seen through.
The two couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and when they saw Mark smiling at them, they couldn't help but laugh.
"Tell me, your own thoughts, and don't worry about me, I'm not as rigid as you think."
Speaking, Mike winked at the two of them and said with a smile, "Maybe, I can give you some advice."
The two nodded, and after a few seconds of silence, Eric said, "Dad, Charles and I came to this world to make us do something? Otherwise, why would we have this ability."
Mike put down the cup in his hand and said, "What to do? This ability is yours, no matter what you do, it is your own choice! It's not what you want to do, but what you are willing to do with this ability."
"As long as you are willing, even if you are picking up trash, you will be happy picking it up."
"Think about what you want to do with them."
The two fell silent, and Charles smiled bitterly: "Actually, we already had an idea before, but I was afraid that you would object to it, Dad."
Mike raised his eyebrows, but he already had the answer in his heart.
"We're going to do something for mutants," Eric said.
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