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, Loki lazily lifted the blindfold, he waved away Sol's hand on his chest, took out the phone sleepily, and looked at the time three times in disbelief.Then, he uttered a short, high-pitched cry—

"Sol! Late!"

Sol bounced up beside him, the old mattress creaking under the strain.

They raced against time to get dressed and washed, and almost fought over the shaving foam at the sink.Loki wiped his face with a towel in a hurry, and threw it to Sol, who turned it over and used it again.They rushed to the garage, hopped in the car, Loki started the ignition, cut it off, and was forced to switch places with Thor.Saul drove the car and managed to get onto the highway, but he should never have driven over the Manhattan Bridge on the morning of the weekend.They were stuck motionless on the bridge deck, bored and anxiously watching three waterfowls vying for a poor soft-legged shrimp.

"It's all your fault!" Loki leaned his elbows on the door, rolled down the car window, a sharp horn sounded from ahead, and then all the cars started honking wildly as if not to be outdone, and there was a lot of noise, " If you could control yourself with your mind instead of your monkey instincts, we'd be sitting in the field by now—”

Sol was already familiar with how to deal with Loki's anger, he put down the handbrake, and said in the most innocent tone, "I have consulted you."

"If you mean when you hold me down and prepare to murder me with your 'weapon', then yes." Loki said angrily, the words being carried out of the car by the wind from the East River.

A handsome police officer jumped off from a motorcycle parked in the next driveway. He knocked on the door on Rocky's side and shook his ID card in the car, "Sir, I heard correctly, that gentleman told you Have you ever been violent?"

Loki crossed his arms, and he gave Thor a menacing look.

Thor held up his hands, "I apologize, Loki."

"No," Loki turned his head and smiled, "You heard me wrong, officer."

"Impossible, not only do I have good eyesight, but my ears are also very sensitive—I can hear clearly," the young policeman stared at Sol suspiciously, "If you are under pressure from telling the truth, I will I suggest you follow me to the police station, and I will help you apply for a protection order." He stretched out his hand, intending to unlock the door through the car window and bring Rocky out.

Loki subconsciously pressed the control button, and the glass window suddenly rose, pinching the policeman's hand.The little policeman let out a scream.

"I'm sorry," Loki hurriedly lowered the car window again, "I didn't mean to."

The policeman grinned and shook his hands, "I rely on it to hit every shot—hiss—"

"I'm really sorry," Loki said sympathetically, and pulled out a business card from his wallet. "I suggest you better check it out. I recommend this hospital." He stuffed the card into the policeman's chest pocket, "Find that doctor with the face like Big Ben—"

At this point the convoy moved.Sol seized the opportunity to step on the accelerator, "Say hello to your Captain Rogers—" The two walked away, only Loki's lingering voice remained in place.

By the time they got to the venue, Sif was pacing back and forth with her phone in her light green satin gown, her bouquet tucked under her arm, eustomas and baby's breath dying, dragging plants and rugs around .Sif looked back and saw them, her eyes wide open, as if she saw some prehistoric creature.

"Thank goodness, you guys still remember the wedding!" She hurried over, dropping eustoma petals along the way, "I thought you guys were going to get a divorce!"

"We ran into Ringwraiths and Orcs on the way," Loki said with his mouth open. "We caught up, didn't we?"

"The first 10 minutes." Sif pointed to her mobile phone, "I called you at least two hundred times, the signal in Camelot is not very good, is it?"

"That's The Legend of Merlin—"

Loki and Thor were pushed into the locker room by Sif, gods, she was as strong as a female dwarf.The stylists surrounded the two of them, Loki was sneezing from the powdery product, and it was even worse on Saul, who had accidentally shaved off an extra piece of his beard while trimming, and the stylists had to do it here. The base is shaved with a ridiculous pattern.

They were swarmed by a large group of people, changing clothes, doing styling, spraying perfume, and spinning constantly. When they came back to their senses, they were already standing in the center of the venue.It was the first time for Rocky to examine his wedding scene so completely. In the middle of the wide lawn, there was a long aisle made of petals. A dozen small white square tables were arranged on both sides, and each table had a bouquet of blooming flowers. Lily, matched with four white folding chairs with champagne gold bows tied on the back of the folding chairs.At the end of the aisle is an arch made of lilies and green plants. Some small white flowers in the shape of stars hang down from the branches and sway gently with the late summer wind.Behind the arch was a low platform with a lecture table covered with bouquets of lilies.Opposite the arch, at the other end of the aisle, are rows of self-service tables offering some cold cuts, fruit and drinks.A waiter stands by the wine table, pouring champagne or sparkling wine for the guests, and a chef pushes the dining trolley, and puts exquisite western pastries on the plates for serving.

The guests came in random numbers, holding wine glasses, sitting or standing, and chatting with each other. Most of them were friends of Rocky and Sol, and a few of them were business partners of the two. Rocky had no relatives, and Sol invited Hela, and the other party just paid a gift money to his account in disdain, and didn't even answer a phone call.

Then the music started.The well-known small New York orchestra specially invited by Rocky was the heavy guest of this wedding. The middle-aged man waved his baton intoxicatedly, his disheveled curly hair trembling.The slender baton was raised high, then dropped heavily, and the music gradually changed from soothing to passionate, as if the couple were about to take off their dresses and pick up the laser guns in the next second.Sif hurried over and whispered in his ear to remind him not to engage in excessive artistic creation.

The music returns to the rhythm of the wedding in due course.The guests cast their eyes on the newcomer standing in the middle of the lawn.Seeing that the timing was almost up, Sif stuffed the bouquet in Loki's hand.

"What are you doing for me?" Loki turned the bouquet and threw it into Sol's arms, like throwing away a hot potato.

"Isn't this yours?" Sol returned the bouquet, "Take it and remember to throw it to Sif later."

"No, wait," Loki grasped the point sharply, "I never said I took the bouquet!"

"Could it be Sol? Mrs. Odinson?"

"Sif!"

"The ceremony has begun." Thor kindly reminded.

They walked on the flower petal road, but Loki refused to take Sol's arm, and threw the bouquet to Sol without hesitation. "Saul Odinson, listen carefully," he said with a stern voice, "changing my surname to Odinson doesn't mean anything, I just don't want to bear the name 'Laufeson' anymore."

"So again, it doesn't mean anything." Sol squeezed the handle of the bouquet and brought it to Loki, while Loki put his hands behind his back like a fool.

"It doesn't mean anything - you said it - so please take it," Loki refused, "because some people don't think so - so remember to throw it to Sif later - she said He said he would never get married, but actually wanted to go crazy."

At this time, they had already walked half of the way, and the guests gathered beside the flower petal road, looking at them with smiles, but they were talking as if no one else was there.

"Well, since you think so too," Sol looked at the bouquet in his hand helplessly. The drooping plants they kicked around. "Whatever." Sol threw the bouquet back casually, and the crowd let out an exclamation. No one expected that the bouquet would be thrown out at this time.A female voice exclaimed, and Loki looked back, and saw that Pepper was hit by a bouquet, and the twigs of baby's breath entangled her red hair, and Sif was untiing her hair in a hurry and angrily.

"What are you doing?" Loki asked angrily, "The bouquet is at the end—"

"As you said, it doesn't mean anything." Sol shrugged seemingly unintentionally, "Since it's useless to us, it's better to give it to those who need it." And grabbed Loki's hand.Loki couldn't break free, so they walked hand in hand for the last section of the flower petal road.

Their witness——Tony Stark was already standing at the end of the flowery road, under the arch, behind the lecture table, smiling and enjoying the cameras pointed at him, but when he saw Peter Parker, he immediately He turned his gaze mercilessly, making it clear that he refused to cooperate with Little Spider's filming.

"This is a very interesting couple," Tony began his speech as they walked through the archway, "their meeting was born of a... business. Yes, one pays money and the other gives some kind of labor. Of course , When I say that, many people may think of another thing."

The crowd roared with laughter.Fandral, in particular, whistled at both of them exaggeratedly.

"But I have to say, this is a unique good business," Tony Stark winked at Loki, and the female guests sighed in unison, "This extraordinary good business brought them together -"

The guests applauded.

Loki had thought that inviting Tony Stark as their witness would make the wedding more dignified.Neither he nor Saul has any religious beliefs, the priest may be too formalistic, and among the American citizens they know, Tony Stark is definitely the most obvious.