[Zhongyingmei] I'm the villain boss, okay?

"And I'm not cursed - I was just kidding you, trust me baby."

I beg you.

Sophia looked at him suspiciously.

"I can assure you that..."

"That's right!" Sophia suddenly opened her big black grape-like eyes, "Although my father never taught me how to lift the curse, I know how to identify the curse! Let me test it for you!!! "

Before Stark had time to refuse, he saw the little girl's eyes that were shining brightly in the past, and all the light was suddenly absorbed, and the jet-black pupils slowly occupied all the whites of the eyes, becoming like a bottomless black hole , empty and weird.

In an instant, the girl's small body was as huge and frightening as a tall building, and even if she raised her head vigorously, she couldn't see the top.The black phantom swayed vaguely behind her, evil and distorted like the poisonous snake that bewitched Eve,

Stark looked up at those empty black eyes uncontrollably, his empty brain was squeezed and crushed.Every inch of consciousness was condensed into bundles of nearly transparent thin threads, dense and terrifying like spider silk, and each thread rushed into the girl's eyes one by one.

At that moment, he suddenly realized the meaning of "God".

It was an absolute surrender that could not be controlled.

The vast world belongs to her, but you are so small and insignificant.

Depressed, suffocating, absurd, confused...

In just a few seconds, his head seemed to be pressed hard into the thick salty sea water, it was so cold that he couldn't breathe.

In a trance, Stark raised his head with all his strength, trying to stay awake.

Suddenly, in his constantly shaking eyes, he saw a slightly raised little finger.

Stark has a little secret that has been secretly hidden in his heart - he found that when Sophia is thinking seriously, the little finger of her left hand is always raised unconsciously, like a disobedient branch of a young sapling, cute and full of vitality .

The person in front of her is not the Lord of Hell.

She is Sophia.

"Sophia!" Stark yelled in a trance, "Stop, no."

The dense fog around him instantly dissipated, and Stark was thrown into the sea like a stranded whale, panting greedily and uncontrollably.

"Huh?" The girl tilted her head in doubt, as if she didn't realize what she had done at all, "It seems that there is no trace of the curse."

Stark was still immersed in the trembling of the rest of his life, and the passers-by in the playground were walking forward talking and laughing. Only a few seconds passed, and everything continued.

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"...Sophia, you can't do this next time, I'm human, I can't stand this."

Stark walked on the spacious imitation medieval street, and tried to communicate with Sophia for the 391st time.

"Huh?" Sophia licked the ice cream in a daze.

Stark: I'm dying.

He wished he could pry open Sophia's little head, and firmly stuffed the words "I'm a human being and I can't stand your divine power" into it.

He couldn't figure it out, was he also unreasonable and annoying when he was 5 or 6 years old?

After sighing for the 391st time, Stark intends to unilaterally give up his intention to communicate with her.

Stark: Although there are some brain problems, the child is obedient and well-behaved. As long as she doesn't irritate her, it's a big deal. We will protect her all the time.

The small episode gradually passed, and the red sun above the head was slowly bent by the clouds, and fell into the horizon with a "bang", only struggling to shed a bright red afterglow, reflecting the shining big castle.Couples, family members, friends and even enemies all kissed each other's little hands at the same time, and fell into such a romantic and dreamy evening together.

The same goes for Stark, who just picked up the little girl from the souvenir shop.

He held Sophia's soft little palm tightly with his right hand, and his left shoulder was covered with shopping bags of various colors. He was looking for a place to eat along the street full of various Disney-themed grocery stores.

It had been a long time since he walked leisurely like this, and Stark gradually emptied his mind.

"Stark, if the little mermaid hadn't met the prince, would she have ruled the world?"

"..." Stark thought for a long time before he figured out this question, "It's possible, isn't she the little princess of the underwater kingdom? Maybe she will inherit the throne."

"Will that prince rule the world?"

"...It is also possible that he is a prince and will become a king in the future."

"Then if the little mermaid kills the prince, will she rule all the worlds?"

Stark looked at Sophia's bright little eyes, and couldn't help scolding her unreliable father again.

"The little mermaid is in love with the prince, and she won't kill the one she loves."

"Why?" Sophia pouted, "Isn't ruling the world the most desirable thing for everyone?"

"No." Suddenly some inexplicable emotions rushed into Stark's heart, "Sophia, you... our most wanted goal is to rule the world, but some people are not. The world is very big Big, everyone is strange and different. Cinderella's sisters want to marry the prince, the queen wants to be the most beautiful person in the world, the mermaid pursues love, and the little prince who is loved by roses doesn't think much of this. Take it to heart."

"Everyone wants different things, which makes us no longer just enemies, but friends, lovers, father and daughter, etc."

"More importantly..." Stark raised his head and looked at the gradually darkening sky in the distance, "Even though the Little Mermaid once wanted to rule the world the most, the current Little Mermaid doesn't."

"Why?" Sophia still didn't understand.

"Well... the truth is a bit complicated, you just need to remember that people's ideas are changing at any time, especially when unpredictable love is added to it, everything will become messy and unclear .”

"Humans' thoughts will always change, so what about the devil? Will it also change because of that strange 'love'?" Sophia tilted her head.

"I don't know—I've only seen you, a devil, after all."

"But I think...probably so."

The ignorant little girl pursed her lips in disbelief, and soon attracted her attention to a small stall selling balloons not far away with Pinocchio's long nose.

Stark smiled helplessly, the golden sun shone on the child's shoulders, he could only carry the big bags and small bags and followed the child over there.

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The sunset dissipates and night falls, but for Disneyland, all the dreams have just begun.

Just after dinner, Stark hurriedly pulled the child, squeezed through the crowd, and finally found the best place to watch the fireworks in the guide.

"When will it start!" Sophia jumped up and down excitedly.

"Hurry up!" Surrounded by parents and their children, Stark became inexplicably excited, "Monday and I...it should be eight o'clock, and we'll be there in 4 minutes." .”

"Oh oh oh!"

Sophia looked up at the dark night sky with her little head up, and suddenly felt that this place was a bit like that empty ghostly place with only big rocks.

Not right either.

She unconsciously squeezed Stark's hand tightly.

"3, 2, 1..."

With the gorgeous countdown, dazzling fireworks burst out in the dark night sky, very dazzling, almost illuminating the entire sky.

"Wow!!!" There were endless exclamations one after another.The bright eyes of the children were closely watching each burst of fireworks, and the colorful light reflected in the pupils was even brighter than the fireworks.

In the firelight, Stark looked like an ordinary parent who couldn't be more ordinary, with his head down, quietly looking at the children who were watching the fireworks.

Since becoming Iron Man, he has never thought about having a child.

Uncertainty about life and death, fear... He didn't want his children to be immersed in these emotions all the time.

And the other partners... probably the same.

Someone has to do these things.If not them, it will be someone else.

But he never thought that that accident would bring him such an unexpected surprise.

The child was still watching the fireworks intently, but Stark's mind was empty again...

Long, long ago, when everything hadn't even started, he had naively fantasized about his own child.

Stark felt that she should be a well-behaved and lovely daughter.You don't have to be smart, but you should be healthy, kind, and lively, always shining like a hot little sun, bringing warmth and hope to everyone around you.

Looking at Sophia beside him, Stark didn't know if she satisfied his imagination, but he felt that there should be no one better than her.

Is being a parent... all that irrational?

Stark felt that he might be getting old, and he began to be sentimental at every turn.

The fireworks finally come to an end.The hustle and bustle gradually dissipated, replaced by a refreshing tranquility.

"Let's go, go back to sleep." Stark took Sophia's little hand, and gently tugged at the little girl with a reluctant face.

The people around were rustling around, and Stark was not in a hurry, just following behind everyone, enjoying the rare leisure time.

But things don't always go according to people's wishes.

Just as they were gradually moving away from the castle and following the crowd onto a delicate stone road, there were a few horrified screams in front of them.

Stark's heart trembled, and he tightened his right hand violently.

There were a few familiar sounds of mechanical gears in the distance, and Stark was shocked to see several Iron Man battle armors that should have been lying obediently in his home, but they rushed into the sky at high speed, as if they had gathered together to discuss something , and then rushed in different directions.

Stark quickly pulled a rose-pink blanket studded with little stars from the shopping bag, covering the two of them firmly.He held the confused girl in his arms, and rushed to the nearest alley as fast as he could.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a battle armor passing by the alley, not paying attention to where the two were hiding. Stark was slightly relieved, patted the girl's head comfortingly, pulled out another shawl, and wrapped it The child's head was covered tightly, only a pair of big eyes were exposed.

After pulling off the pink star blanket on his head, he lowered his brows, took out his cell phone and made a call.

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