[Zhongyingmei] The correct posture of the villain's whitewashing

The night view of Manhattan is as bustling and dazzling as ever.

Hancock was walking behind Daze on the right, the two of them were in front of each other, their shadows kept shortening and elongating under the streetlights, walking from the commercial street to the Avengers Building.

It wasn't until he opened the door and entered the hall that Dai Ze said the first sentence since this journey.

"Are Tony and the others back?"

On the top floor, Friday, as Jarvis struggled to take on the role of housekeeper during his trip to outer space with Sir, was immediately projected next to the two of them.

"They are still on the alien planet, sir. It seems that someone has taken a fancy to Sir's armor and is negotiating a large business with him."

Dai Ze raised his eyebrows: "He has even started the business of the universe now?"

Imitating Stark's accent on Friday, he said, "Who would think too much money?"

The vivid imitation made Dai Ze couldn't help but smile, and said on Friday: "Sir said that he will be back tomorrow, and he will be on standby in the main control room on the top of the building on Friday, sir, call me anytime you need anything."

"Well, thank you."

The lady on the virtual light screen disappeared from the hall, and the hall returned to silence again, so quiet that Daize could hear the sound of breathing in the right rear.

He turned his head: "Go to my room."

With a panoramic view of all the neon lights in the central area from the floor-to-ceiling windows, Daize sat down at the table and took out the medicine box.

"I'll look at your injury."

Hancock sat across from Daize, heard that he lifted the hospital gown to his abdomen, and his solid abdominal muscles were entangled by a white bandage. Daize fumbled around the bandage, and finally found the knot behind Hancock. He had to stretch out his hand to untie it, and Hancock couldn't help frowning when his fingers touched the other's skin.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

Dai Ze raised his eyes and glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to untie the bandage: "It's nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking, his face was accidentally stuck on a hard and solid object, because the touch was so unlike normal human skin, Dai Ze didn't even react for a while, until the temperature was transmitted to his face through the thin cloth. As soon as he touched the cold skin, he immediately raised his neck and lifted his face from Hancock's chest.

The next moment, dry and warm palms covered his face. Manhattan was unbearably cold tonight, and the skin that had been blown cold by the night wind along the way finally began to heat up slowly.

Dai Ze grabbed one of the hands and moved it, but he didn't move it, and let the other party hold his face, while he continued to move his hands.

"Are you angry?"

Hancock's voice has always been low-pitched and magnetic, like a subwoofer when he speaks next to his ear, making Dazel's ears a little itchy.

He still didn't speak, and after taking off the bandage, he patted the big hand on his face. The big hand didn't move at all, and Dai Ze had no choice but to whisper: "Don't make trouble, I'll take a look at the wound."

Only then did the two hands withdraw obediently, and Dai Ze slightly lowered his waist and lowered his head to look at Hancock's waist and abdomen. Except for a little blood stained on the bandage, there was no scar on the skin.

In fact, Hancock's ability is gradually recovering after leaving the area of ​​Los Angeles. Naturally, this kind of ordinary gunshot wound cannot leave a scar on Superman's skin, but Daze watched the whole process of Hancock's operation and knew that The three gunshot wounds looked terrible at first, and the entire abdomen was almost shattered by shrapnel.

Still uneasy, he stretched out his hand and pressed the place lightly, and the touch felt firm and firm as expected.

"Will it still hurt?"

Hancock shook his head.

After confirming that the wound has healed completely, Daize threw the bandage on his hand into the trash can, lowered his head and took a wet towel to wipe the blood on his hand, then got up to organize the medicine box, went to the closet to get clothes, and ordered Benben to do something , Hancock just sat on the chair the whole time, staring at him closely.

Dazzle felt that everything was wrong under the hot gaze of missile tracking. He looked up at Hancock. You could read what he was thinking from his expression.

The eyelashes cast shadows and trembled slightly, betraying the tension hidden in their master's calm.

The warehouse of the Avengers has enough pajamas and underwear for a few people who come to stay overnight from time to time. After Benben brings the clothes that fit Hancock's size, he puts the clothes outside the bathroom door.

"Go take a shower, you smell of disinfectant all over your body."

After speaking, he took his clothes and planned to go to the bathroom next door. When he opened the door, one hand suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled it back forcefully. Daize was caught off guard and was pulled backwards. His back hit the other's chest. He also wrapped his arms around his waist from behind.

There was a strong heartbeat in my ears, and Hancock's voice came from above my head.

"I have nothing to do with her, really."

Daize paused as he wanted to push the two arms away, and lowered his eyes.

"I know."

Hancock lowered his head and put his chin on Dazzle's shoulder: "Then why are you angry?"

From the moment he stepped out of the Los Angeles Hospital's portal to the commercial street, Hancock felt it clearly. Daze didn't say a word all the way, just walked ahead. Even a fool could see that he was in a bad mood. .

And Hancock who followed him also went from being nonchalant at the beginning to being inexplicably nervous. It's hard to describe this feeling, but Hancock really felt that he was cowardly during those ten minutes of walking time, and he was very cowardly. Thoroughly, Daze didn't speak the whole time, he didn't even dare to open his mouth.

Even now he is still a little nervous, but no one can see it.

Dai Ze sighed: "I'm not angry."

The man obviously didn't believe it, Daize patted the back of his hand lightly: "You let go first, it's late, I have to go to Strange tomorrow."

Hancock had no choice but to let go, and then watched Daize walk into the bathroom next to him, scratching his hair a little irritably, finally took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found Rui's number from the call log, after a long time of consideration Just dialed it.

The person who answered the phone was Mary.

"Are you looking for Rui? He was drunk and just fell asleep. Do you want me to call him?"

"No need." Hancock rubbed his face, "I'm looking for you. Ask something."

Warm water was poured from the top of his head, Dai Ze closed his eyes and rubbed his face in frustration.

He was indeed not angry, but the moment he realized Mary's existence, many things appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

Although he didn't do anything more on the surface, his feelings had erupted like a volcanic eruption at the moment he was willing to admit it, and he had to face the fact that he liked Hancock.

It's the kind of liking that doesn't even require the slightest reason, the kind of liking that he feels he won't like him more than who he likes for a long time.

This kind of emotion is so fierce that people can't resist it, so they can't help thinking more and even digging into a dead end.

He didn't want Hancock to suddenly realize that he didn't like him that way when he finally decided to take that step, it was just because he was too lonely at that time and mistook other feelings for liking, or he suddenly thought of himself Lost in memory, he discovers that he loves Mary more than he does.

Dai Ze dare not compare with Mary, he is a man, he is not as good-looking as Mary, and he may not even be as capable as Mary on Earth, and most importantly.

They have been together for thousands of years, he and Hancock have only been together for less than a year.

And this year, Hancock confessed to him four months ago, they confirmed their relationship three days ago, and they haven't established a relationship until now.

This kind of feeling is extremely fragile under the contrast of reality.

but……

He didn't want the speculation to give up on the relationship, at least for the time before Hancock "woke up."

Anyway, it's just that they broke up peacefully.

The result couldn't be worse.

Thinking of this, Dai Ze turned off the water, stood in front of the mirror and took a few deep breaths, then put on his pajamas and left the bathroom.

Back in the room, Hancock was still in the bathroom, Daze raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect him to wash longer than himself, maybe it was because he got in late.Friday came over to ask Hancock if he would like to spend the night here, and Dazer chose Hancock's guest room next to him by the way.

After arranging everything, Dai Ze picked up the hot tea that Benben had just handed over, smiled and said thank you, and Benben ran downstairs waving his robotic arm.

He was leaning on the recliner, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom while looking at the night view outside the window. His body was still hot after taking a shower, and he felt drowsy while sitting.

Until Benben went upstairs again, it seemed that something had fallen on the balcony, and he gently opened the floor-to-ceiling window to get it, but the moment the window was opened, the exclamation sounded one after another outside, directly waking up Dai Ze from his half-dream and half-awake state.

Dai Ze pinched his brows: "What's going on outside?"

What answered him was the sound of the clumsy mechanical arm turning, and it was only then that Dazzle realized that it was not Hancock in front of him.

Of course, he couldn't understand what they wanted to express from the sound of machine gears like Jarvis, so he stretched a little, stood up from the chair, and went to the balcony.

The cold wind woke Dai Ze awake.

He subconsciously wrapped up his pajamas, stretched his neck and looked down, and saw those passers-by in the bustling neighborhood doing the same movements in unison, that is——

He raised his head, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the sky with a surprised expression.

Dai Ze also raised his head, the night was very dark, there were few stars, and there was only a lonely moon hanging, he didn't understand what those people were looking at for a while.

But looking at it, he felt that the moon seemed not quite right compared with the usual one.

There is a line of big characters written on it, and a big love heart is also drawn.

Dai Ze didn't know that line of characters, and it didn't look like the language of the earth, but he couldn't be more familiar with the word in Ai's heart.

Dazzle.

he himself.

Daize froze in place, before he recovered, a strong body covered with moist water vapor came from behind him.

The body wash was mixed with a familiar smell, and Dai Ze knew who it was almost without turning his head. The young man who was still immersed in shock stared wide-eyed, and after realizing the meaning of that behavior, he couldn't help but his heart beat faster.

Writing the confession on the moon is probably a method that will never become obsolete no matter how many years it takes.

"Mary said that we are the sons of the gods. We have different names in different times. We used to be gods, then we were angels, and now we are heroes."

Hancock narrates in a voice he has never had before: "We have human feelings, long lifespans, and great abilities, so we are deprived of fertility and become ordinary people when we fall in love. Grow old and die. Now it's just me and Mary in our family."

"We tried to use our genes to create new children of God on the tree, but all failed without exception."

Hancock said,

"Later we came to the earth, she made a boyfriend, and I would go to a country every few years to destroy it. At first, life was very novel, and I also liked human beings very much. Until later, we ushered in the first A human replacement."

Hancock grabbed Dazzle's hand, squeezed his fingers unconsciously, and described what he saw in Mary's mind: "The human beings we know, Mary's husband, my friends, they are old, and then one by one We were sad when we died one after another.”

The slender white hand in his palm was clenched suddenly, and Hancock looked down at Dazzle's side face, seeing that his expression became bewildered because of something he thought of.

He is also human, although mutants live longer than ordinary humans, but in the final analysis, he is human.

He'll be old, he'll be sick, he'll be...

dead.

Hancock couldn't bear it, paused for a moment, and had to continue talking.

"We changed a lot of places and met a lot of people, but without exception, they all eventually left us."

"Finally one day, Mary couldn't take it anymore. She came to me. She said that endless life really doesn't make any sense. She wanted to experience the life of an ordinary person. I agreed."

"Later we got married and lived the lives of ordinary people as we wished. Later, I was seriously injured in order to protect her. She had no choice but to stay away from me, so we changed back again."

"We've been repeating this for thousands of years, either I get hurt, or she gets hurt, and then we're separated for a long time, going on separate lives, and she might find a new husband, and I might go again. Wreck it somewhere, until one of the two can't stand this torture of life, and then we'll be together again."

"No matter which option we choose, it will be torture for us."

Dazzle patted Hancock's hand around his waist comfortingly, and when Hancock was about to look at his face, he stubbornly turned his head to the other side. Superman laughed a few times, and then used a Said in a very casual tone: "After the cosmic court disintegrated, the brand on her body was also released. Mary went to ask the god of another plane for help, and the god told him."

"He can't give human beings a lifespan as long as gods, but he can shorten the lifespan of the Son of God to be as long as human beings."

Dazzle froze for a moment, an unbelievable conjecture appeared in his mind, and this conjecture was confirmed in Hancock's next sentence.

"When the time comes, I can die of old age with you."

Daze suddenly froze on the spot, he turned around to look at Hancock, opened his mouth, and said "you can't do this" but couldn't say anything.

Most people can tell whether a hundred years of life or eternal life is better, but only those who have experienced eternal life know.

"I don't want to live that life, it's a nightmare for me."

"I will watch you die and suffer for a long time. After I get out of the pain, I may continue to pick a place to sabotage, know someone, and then I will watch them die one by one, or simply don't pay. For any relationship, every few years in one place, you will change to another place to live, and you will reject anyone's kindness, and you will even close yourself and not talk to anyone."

"Those people fantasize about eternal life because they don't know what eternal life means."

Endless waiting, getting, losing, gaining, losing, one day will completely wipe out the little emotion left in their hearts, turning them into a cold person without the slightest emotion, and when the time comes, what will happen to the world? It's hard for anyone to tell.

"I can take you to the sacred tree and use our genes to breed offspring. He won't inherit my abilities, but he will definitely inherit yours to some extent."

"There will be new people to guard the world for us, and then we can grow old and die together."

The last word was hidden between his lips and teeth, and Hancock supported Dazzle's head with one hand, and pressed a kiss on the corner of his mouth reverently and solemnly.

Dai Ze knew for the first time that death can be said to be so romantic.

The tip of his nose was a little sour, but the corner of his mouth was smiling with a smile that he didn't even know.

Hancock raised his head slightly, the distance between the two of them was still very close, their noses intertwined, and the distance between their lips was less than one centimeter.

Dazzle didn't speak until his throat was no longer choked, "Hancock."

"Ok?"

"I think I said something very right today."

Hancock lowered his head and pecked on his lips: "What?"

"When you were in the hospital, I used a teleportation array to watch you. Rui said that you and Mary are the most suitable, no one is more suitable than you."

Hancock raised his eyebrows: "Then he probably hasn't seen us standing together."

Dai Ze smiled, passively accepting this one-touch kissing method, and said in his mouth: "I said that you can't think they are suitable just because they are both supermen. Mary will choose to marry you, which means she Not the best fit for Hancock."

Hancock went on to ask: "Then who is it?"

Dai Ze looked at him with a smile: "I am."

Hancock looked at the smiling man in front of him, his eyes began to darken, especially when he was speaking, his moist red lips opened and closed, almost attracting all eyes.

He asked in a low voice, "What are you?"

Dazzle, who was completely unaware of the sudden change in the atmosphere, repeated: "I am the one that suits you best—"

Before he finished speaking, Daize was dragged into the room and pushed against the wall. Hancock put his hands on both sides of him and locked him firmly in front of him. His condescending eyes were full of strong aggression. Dazzle's tailbone climbed up his back bit by bit.

He didn't quite understand why the warm atmosphere just now turned into such a storm in the blink of an eye.