【Iron Bug】Forget–me–not

"Sir, the spaceship is about to arrive at 'Forget-me-not Land', and there is still one week before 'Switching Day'. You have enough time to restore your little boyfriend and have another honeymoon."

"Friday, your mouth will help you press the switch to restart the system sooner or later." Tony sat on the command chair and spun around.

However, Ms. AI obviously didn't buy the threat: "The thing is like the owner, Sir, this sentence is very reasonable-and with all due respect, your heartbeat is a bit fast, which is obviously because..."

"Mute." The man interrupted Friday, which in a sense belonged to "jumping and having fun".

In fact, Tony's mood at this time was indeed in a state of "jumping and having fun". Although he would not write this kind of joy on his expression at a young age, the uncontrollably beating heart in his chest could fully show that he was the same. Uncontrollable joy.

Few people can understand how many times Tony has been on the verge of collapse in the past two years.During countless sleepless voyages, he tried his best to let himself go and look at the starry sky outside—in the outer space without an atmosphere, the star clusters and nebulae of various colors are bright and beautiful, but those rays of light are extremely cold to him.At this time, Tony can't help but think of the lawn in front of the small cave where he and the boy were half leaning against each other two years ago, the light of the stars covered them gently, and they could even feel each other's heartbeat and breathing...

After that, the heartache was unbearable.

Those flickering memories reminded Tony of the sentence he said when he first met Peter when he told the boy who didn't know the world that the world had changed: "Now the regenerated people are running all over the street."

However, time passed extremely quickly on the "switching day". After the boy was forced to use extracorporeal circulation to complete the transfer between the mechanical heart and the communicator, the rapidly pulling time had already swallowed his life body shell that had lost the support of the mechanical circulation. Return to dust.

When Loki and Thor arrived, they used magic to finalize the shape of the remaining ashes and sealed him in the nutrition pod--although it was useless, it was also a consolation.

The production of "regenerated human beings" is almost impossible under such conditions.

The man still remembers how desperate he was when he saw that small ball of ash floating in the green nutrient solution.

His love has also turned into that mass of ashes, floating in this lonely world.

Something almost burst out of his eyes with the memory, but he held back.It seems that at the same time, there are deep despair and longing for lovers, and suppressing these things seems to be able to dig out a little hope from the ashes of pain.

But fortunately, this hope is like the stone thrown behind Pyrrha and Deucalion. After being destroyed by the gods, new humans grow out of the bones of the mother earth.

Tony Stark will never bow to reality.

So he floated around in the universe, turning to various biologists and his own mind, and he even spent a year delving into all the valuable auxiliary research materials and cloning papers.Because of this, he traveled through countless galaxies, and used all the social connections he could use—and finally, after sleepless nights after sleepless nights, after failure after failure, he extracted the want something.

The little fetus grew rapidly in the training cabin, and like a young bamboo shoot after rain, it burrowed out of the soil and quickly pulled out. In two years, he grew up like a big boy at that time.

However, the man quite understands that this is just a body created by using calculation and technology, and a real boy needs one more thing.

That mechanical heart.

The complex heart is a small computer, and without the boy's knowledge, it has copied all the thoughts and memories in his brain, and only the little blue glowing ball is the key to awakening the boy's soul.

Everything is ready, the only thing lacking is an absolutely safe place for heart transfer.

Tony thought of the little green star their love had sprouted two years ago, and he realized that in that wondrous land, time didn't flow in a correct linear line but flew from one point to another.

"It seems that we still have to go back." The man said, looking at the boy floating in the nutrient solution.His curly hair was like a thick dark brown mist in the liquid, and tiny air bubbles lingered on the snowy skin.

Only time that slows down to a standstill can protect Peter's newborn delicate body.

And now, the green asteroid was right in front of him. Only then did Tony realize how beautiful this star looked from a distance, like a round ball of deep purple satin and emerald cashmere, and the hand of the universe sprinkled mist on it.

It turned out that he met Peter here.

The man recalled that time when he held the boy's hand and wanted to tell him the inappropriate words "you are the most beautiful"; he recalled that they looked at each other quietly at night, and there was a deep love between them Circling; recalling intimate hugs and kisses and crackling fires...even the smell of space forget-me-nots roots and small fish nuggets.

"It's coming soon." He said in a positive tone, staring at the blue ball in his hand in a daze.

There was not much time to wait. When the spacecraft landed steadily on the emerald green land, the conversion operation was already in full swing in the sterile cabin.

Tony manipulated the screen of the instrument steadily with his fingers, controlling the process from outside the cabin.

"Sir, the completion rate is 100%."

"Hiss..." Peter felt his throat dry, as if he hadn't drunk even a drop of water in his whole life.His mind was a mess, and only inexplicable lights and shadows flashed one after another.His eyes were still unable to adapt to the light outside, and his vision was blurred.

"To...Tony," he tried to make a guttural sound, he didn't know what to say for a moment - but for some reason, all the syllables came out of his mouth: "Tony, Tony..."

Tears rolled down the boy's cheeks: "Tony, where am I and where are you..."

"I'm here, kid, look at me, I've been..." The man who was dozing on the side was awakened, he almost used all his strength to restrain himself from holding the boy tightly in his arms—Peter's body He hadn't fully recovered yet, and his remaining sanity was already pressed into his hands. Tony touched the boy's cheek with trembling fingers, stroking away the teardrops he couldn't shed as gently as possible: "I am here, I love you ...My little angel, you have finally returned to the world."

You are finally back on earth.

You finally came back to me.

"Tony—" The boy on the bed was still a little weak due to adapting to his newborn body, but Tony still saw two blushes crawling up his cheeks, and there was a sea of ​​sweet honey in his eyes.Maybe it's because the new body isn't too sharp yet, the boy's voice sounds like it's been poured with transparent milk jelly.

"I miss you...I love, I love you..."

"Sodo I, my kid."

"You...why are you crying, sir."

"Have you? Well, maybe it's because I love you so much."