[Captain America] Don't force me to grab a man with you

The second time Tony Stark met Ingrid was in the office of the president of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.

She was present as her own mother.

"Your mother looks very young."

The gray-haired chairman looked at Ingrid and said.

"I have a lot of maintenance methods here, if you need, I can tell you." Ingrid smiled.

Eternal youth is always a constant topic among women, even the older and experienced female chairman.

"Oh..." The chairman exclaimed a little, and after realizing that his behavior was impolite, he pointed at Tony Stark standing aside and said with a straight face, "You are indeed a genius, but if you can put away your That arrogant attitude will definitely achieve more achievements than now..."

"Also, can you stay for a while at the end, Ms. Ingrid?"

Tony Stark has been well-behaved for a long time since he was picked up by his parents.

While feeling relieved to see their son well-behaved and obedient, the Stark couple felt extremely guilty. Because the young child was exposed to the cruelty of reality early, he became able to read people's expressions and speak like a shrewd businessman.

At this time, other people's children can only run around the street like having fun with toy guns and remote control cars.

So I doted on him even more, and later on, it turned into doting.

"What were you doing at school all this time?"

After talking with the chairman, Ingrid grabbed Tony by the collar and pulled him to the vacant classroom next to him.

"I have nothing to say when you pick up girls and chase girls. Why do you snatch other people's girlfriends and fight with him?"

Tony curled his lips when he heard her reprimand, but the wound that affected the corners of his mouth cracked his teeth and took a breath of cold air.

"Kino bullied the freshmen and robbed their wallets... hiss..."

"That's why you snatched his girlfriend by 'doing what's right'" Ingrid said angrily.

"Because we are too different in size, I must be injured when we meet head-on... Sigh... It hurts!"

Ingrid poked him hard in the waist, sighed, and cupped Tony's face.

"Nini..."

Tony straightened up quickly when he heard this address. As long as Ingrid called this address, it meant that she was angry now, very angry.

In fact, he was right.

In the next second, he was kicked to the heels by Ingrid. The hands holding his head were only used to fix his head, so as to avoid the speed of the head and body being out of sync when flipping in the air, and then being twisted to the ground. It's just the neck.

At that moment, the sky turned in a daze.

He only felt that his body had lost the traction of gravity, and was grabbed by Ingrid in an impossible posture like a dough, swung it 720 degrees in the air twice, and finally threw it to the ground with a 'snap'.

"The difference in size is not a reason. Just like now, I can still beat you up. If you don't have the strength, don't provoke rashly. If you snatch his girlfriend away, you will be beaten up..."

"That's just part of the plan." Tony, who was lying on the ground, interrupted her.

"What do you mean?" Ingrid looked at him suspiciously.

"You'll understand later." Tony smiled, closed his eyes and started counting silently. "3...2...1!"

With a 'bang', almost the moment he said 1, there was an explosion from outside.

"I stole his girlfriend, and Gino will definitely beat me up, but when he beats me up, he will also think about the upcoming graduation exam.

Tony smiled brightly.

"Who has the strongest ability in the Department of Electronic Engineering"

"Tony Stark!"

"I told him not to cut the green wire." He tilted his head, "Oh, I forgot, Jino is color-blind, and the voltage of a 15v dry battery is not too high. After the explosion, the skin on his face will be scratched at most."

"Aren't you worried that he will trouble you after he leaves the hospital?" Ingrid asked him with a smile.

"No, of course not." He took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her, "I think the glass frame on the outside doesn't fit my aesthetics, so..."

Ingrid looked at the crumpled graduation certificate in her hand, smiled and shook her head.

"little bastard!"

The freckles on the 15-year-old's face have not faded, but he is already a veteran in love.

Tony doesn’t remember most of the memories before the age of 6. The only thing he remembers most clearly is that he and Ingrid fled to the Soviet Union when he was 5 years old. At that time, the Soviet Union just ushered in winter.

They were really miserable. They had no money all over their bodies. He was shivering in the snow, hungry and cold.

Ingrid was colder than him. She took off the only woolen coat she had on her body and wrapped it around him. She stood in the heavy snow wearing only a thin shirt.

He was in so much pain that he dug all over his body, and in the end he pulled out only a pack of cigarettes and a matchbox with only one match left, which he had taken out of Ingrid when he stopped her from smoking.

"Oh! My dear, what did you find?" The woman approached with a smile, her frozen and purple face was still gentle and harmonious. "Can I smoke one?"

She took away the cigarette case and matches, and rubbed her cold fingers against his palm, making him shiver.

"Stand here and don't move, don't leave my sight, I'll come back after I smoke a cigarette..." As she said, Ingrid turned her back to him and walked away step by step. Before she could take a few steps, she was caught A force took hold.

"what happened?"

Ingrid turned to look at the child who grabbed her skirt.

"I...I'm a little cold, can you hug me?"

Little Tony's face was flushed, and he pinched her hand with one hand, while the other waved back and forth uneasily by his side.

"Nini likes to blush when she's lying..." Ingrid smiled and flicked his nose, "I'll just smoke a cigarette, and my body will heat up soon."

"Really?"

"real."

Tony actually liked the way she was smoking a cigarette the most. The smoke enveloped her delicate face, her thin lips spit out puffs of smoke one after another, and her slender and smooth fingers held the cigarette stem.

Very beautiful, very style.

Even though the crumpled and crooked cigarette stem was held between the cold and blue fingers, as soon as the smoke was blown out, she was so bright and radiant that it was not human.

These beautiful hands, submerged in the oil at last, touched the gray filthy foam and wiped the muddy floor.

"Eat."

Tony looked at the bread in the paper bag in the palm of his hand. It was different from the hard and dry black bread. It had a golden yellow and soft shell, and it was steaming hot bread just out of the pan.

This seems very unbelievable now.

But the fact is that the future richest man in the United States burst into tears because of this piece of freshly baked bread.

Although I was later taken back by my parents and indulged in the breeding of many bad habits.

But eating, I will definitely keep the habit of eating it completely until now.

"You haven't shown up in nine years." Tony held his mouth and complained in a low voice.

"You have already gone home, and I took you outside to suffer innocently for such a long time, I thought you would never want to see me again." Ingrid smiled, "I didn't expect that after returning, Nini would Became a heartthrob, popular with women..."

She teased Tony's chin, glanced at his body from top to bottom, and clicked twice.

"Although the face is still a little immature, but the youthful appearance can make people let go of their guard, that is, the belly, do you already have a small belly at the age of 15?"

As she spoke, Ingrid reached out and pinched the piece of fat on his stomach.

"Generally speaking, it's more than the top and the bottom is more than the bottom. Tell me, how did you deceive such a girl?"

Ingrid withdrew her hand and patted him on the shoulder, then took a few steps back with her arms around her chest, and looked at him with a smile.

"It's not accurate to say 'cheat'." Tony slowly got up from the ground with a smile, "I didn't lie to them, I was just gentler to them."

"Gentle?" Ingrid raised her eyebrows.

"You once told me to be gentle with girls."

Ingrid froze for a moment, as if she didn't expect him to say that.

"I've thought about it for a long time. I don't know if I will meet a girl like you in the future, so I think, it's better to be gentle together."

Ingrid was the first woman he had ever seen, and he had never seen such a woman before.

Both mother, teacher and friend...

Covering almost all the characters in the world of his age, he has become an irreplaceable character.

When he was young, he never understood what that feeling was. It was not the so-called possessive desire, let alone the so-called Oedipus plot. It was like a person who set the ultimate goal in front of him, and he couldn't grasp that feeling The feeling, the indescribable longing.

There was something about Ingrid that he had always yearned for.

He couldn't figure out what this quality was until he met another woman.

When he received the admission letter from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, the first thought that rose in his mind was the joy of being able to live alone away from his family.

One night, he packed his luggage, blew a kiss to the sleeping Stark couple, said goodbye silently, and then rode on the train to Massachusetts alone in the dark.

Holding the ticket he bought secretly, he dragged his suitcase and galloped and shouted on the streets of New York. Just as he was fantasizing about how to spend his future life in his mind, a figure suddenly rushed out from the corner of the street, and it was too late to stop. Tony, who stepped down, slammed into it hard.

The suitcase in his hand was released directly, turned around on the ground, knocked open the small sign with the words "under construction" erected on the ground, and slid into the sewer pipe with the manhole cover removed.

'Puff'.

It was the sound of sewage falling into the sewer pipe.

That suitcase contained not only his clothes, but also all his cash, admission letter, and house keys...

"Sir, can't you... ma'am?"

He swallowed the words of reprimand when they reached his lips, for no other reason than the person who bumped into him was a woman, and she was also a woman with an oriental face.

Flat-panel has almost no undulating face, only a neat bang pressed on the forehead, and the rest of the hair is rolled up behind the head, tied into a round bun, and a wooden sharp-edged stick he does not know what it is called is stuck on it. thing.

When most women in New York would wear tight wrap skirts, she was wearing a gown that she didn't know how to describe, with slanted buttons that tightly wrapped her body.

This kind of appearance is not easy to see in the eyes of Westerners, and it is even ugly.

But she has talking eyes.

The brown eyeballs were covered by a layer of mist, and they stared at him tremblingly.

Tony suddenly remembered Ingrid, who had been missing for a long time. She also had a face with a strong oriental flavor, but those light blue eyes would not be so frightened and trembling, but always gentle as water, looking at you. I visualized you.

"are you ok?"

Tony tried to speak English in a slow voice, only to get a blank look.

Sure enough, he pressed his head with some headaches.

A real gentleman doesn't turn a blind eye when he sees a lady in need.

Ingrid's teachings appeared in his mind at the right time. Tony thought for a while, sighed, bowed his head resignedly, and said in half-baked Chinese.

"OK...my name is anthonyedwardtonnystark, I...you can call me tonny, there...what...can I...can I help you...?"

There are many languages ​​that Tony knows in Europe, but the common language in Asia has changed a lot. In addition, the structure is not the Latin language he is familiar with. He only knows Chinese, and it is still forced in Ingrid. I only learned a little bit by instilling it in him. If she was Japanese or Korean, it would be really difficult to understand the language, Tony thought so.

In fact, the woman is really Chinese. When he spoke Chinese, she rushed forward with excitement and grabbed his arm excitedly.

"*&&%￥#￥&...."

The woman's speech was so fast that it flooded into Tony's ears and turned into a mess of gibberish.

"Stop!" Tony, whose eardrums were buzzing, pressed down on the chattering woman who was excitedly grabbing his arm, and said in a gentle tone, "Cold...calm down,...what you're going to say...too fast It's... I... I can't hear you clearly."

The woman also realized that she was too excited, she let go of her hands and stood aside and began to speak intermittently.

It's actually an old story.

The woman's name is Yang Xuejun, she was born in a declining ancient family in China, and she is known as the second girl.

Just like the stories in ancient vernaculars, the status of a woman is equivalent to the lady in a family, while the man is a 'scholar' who is quite talented in school.

When the young lady was traveling, she met a scholar. The scholar was very talented. He wrote a poem and drew a picture for the young lady. Afterwards, the young lady gradually developed a good impression of this handsome scholar.

Then, when the patriarch was not paying attention, the young lady and the scholar gradually began to have trysts, secretly developing feelings for each other.

The scholar is very ambitious. When getting along with the young lady, he would reveal his ideals from time to time, to stand out and serve the country and the people.

But what can you do if you have ambitions but do nothing?

The scholar's ideas are not consistent with those old-fashioned scholars. He is stubborn and self-confident, and his eyes can only see the place he is in. He thinks of studying abroad.

What do I need to study abroad?

--money.

The young lady pawned all the jewelry for the scholar without hesitation, and helped him study abroad. When he returned from his studies in the next year, he would marry in a bright red wedding dress.

But the lady waited and waited until her face gradually aged and her black hair was stained with white spots, but the scholar still did not come back.

And the older lady, who couldn't be older, was tied up on the sedan chair by the patriarch to marry the butcher who sold pork.

Finally, on the night before boarding the sedan chair, this feudal woman finally jumped out of the confinement of feudal rules and did something she could never imagine in her life.

Climbing on a fishing boat bound for Guangzhou, the scholar once told her that there would be a ship from Guangzhou bound for New York in the middle of every month.

The young lady exhausted her courage all her life, and without a ticket, she could only hide in the warehouse under the dark plywood, stealing the transported goods and drinking the water from the water cup put aside by the crew.

After three months of sailing, she finally set foot on this strange land.

United States, New York.

"First of all, I have to applaud your courage." Tony clapped his palms twice, "But I have to tell you, you have been cheated, I have seen too many men like this, they will never come back, they are just Defrauding your money, just to achieve your goal."

Seeing the confused expression on the woman's face, he realized that he was speaking English because of his emotion.

So he explained it to the woman again in his broken Chinese, and before he finished speaking, the woman jumped up emotionally, turned around and left.

If it hadn't been for the perennial education that restricted her behavior, what was presented to Tony might not be a back view, but a cloth shoe thrown towards her face.

The woman's reaction also surprised Tony. The American girl had already slapped her sweetheart when he heard him slander her like this. He was even ready to be beaten, but the woman just turned her head away without saying a word.

Allowing the woman to leave will save him a lot of trouble, at least the reality is like this.

—A true gentleman will not let a lady be in danger.

"I see, gentleman, is the gentleman's law correct? Ingrid." Tony yelled in distress, rubbed his head and followed.

"I'm sorry, sorry"

"Is... sorry?"

Tony changed his tone around the woman and apologized, his young face showed its effect at this moment, after the woman walked for a long way angrily, she saw him following pitifully beside her all the time, Also gradually softened down.

"You...your suitcase...sorry."

"What?" Tony, who couldn't hear the woman's voice clearly, asked back.

The woman slowed down and spoke word by word.

"I told you to get rid of your suitcase, sorry." Then, the woman looked at him again and lowered her head, "The child should go home quickly Well, it's not safe outside."

Appearance was always a pain for Tony, the fact that westerners look older didn't apply to him at all, a baby face ruined everything.

I don't know if it was due to the stunted growth caused by insufficient nutrition before the age of 6. Tony was abruptly a head shorter than his peers.

"I'm not a kid, I'm... 18 years old."

Lying Tony raised his head without blushing.

Although the woman could not understand English, she still heard the key word 18 in his words just now.

"18 years old?" The woman glanced suspiciously at Tony for a week, then put her fists on her waist and bowed slightly to him.

"Mr. To, hello."

"Mr. To, do you know how to get here?"

The woman took out a piece of paper from her arms and handed it to Tony.

"To...sir?" Tony took the paper from her, "Is this calling me?"

"Isn't it? Tony... Stark..." The woman bit her tongue and let out these syllables, "Don't you have a surname named Tony?"

"Oh my God!" Tony covered his face, "Stark is my last name."

"Stark? Is there a three-letter surname?" The woman looked bewildered.

"Forget it." Knowing that if you continue to correct the address like this, all kinds of strange names may appear in the end, Tony quickly ended the topic, "Let me look at this piece of paper first."

"How? It's written in English, I can't understand it."

The woman took a few steps and stopped not far from Tony.

"Ah... um... there are some codes on it, it will take me... a while... to decipher... come out."

Speaking of which, Tony rubbed the paper in his hand and put it in his pocket.

"I'll... tell you tomorrow...tomorrow."

A pile of densely written on the white paper.

In fact, it is just the English instruction manual of gastric medicine.

They talked a lot that night, and there were countless jokes brought about by the language barrier.

She was nothing like any girl he had ever met.

She is not as passionate as an American girl, nor as strict and abstinent as a German girl. She is restrained and reserved. When she encounters a topic she doesn't want to talk about, she will stare at you silently with her moist eyes. After staring at you, she will make you I wonder if I did something rude just now.

It's really hard to believe that a person with such an introverted personality has made such a determination to go to the United States to find true love.

Also, she is illiterate.

"You...you can't even recognize...you can't...how did you...arrive...America?"

The woman smiled as she listened to his stumbling Chinese.

"I know the flag, the ship's, the white stars on the blue block, the red and white horizontal stripes, and he said he'd come back on a ship with that flag..."

Tony suddenly felt that he could no longer stand by and watch this woman.

"Is not you going home?"

the woman asked him.

"The keys are all in the suitcase." Tony stood on the ground and kicked the stones on the side of the road. "If I knew it, I wouldn't have stopped Dad from getting facial tattoos on the door."

The American boy and the Chinese woman talked like this, walking around the empty streets of New York, shaking all night.

"So, did you bring her back?"

Howard looked at his son.

"I thought the first one you brought back would be the girlfriend you made."

The good dad pursed his lips.

"I won't bring my girlfriend home." Tony pushed away his father who was blocking the door expressionlessly, and beckoned the woman at the door to come in together.

"It's really indifferent. When I was 6 years old, I still called me daddy sweetly. When I grow up, I don't even call me daddy much..."

"You and your mother were on their honeymoon while looking for me, and that's why you haven't found me and Ingrid for 6 years..."

"Oh, dear, you must be hungry after walking outside all night. Today's breakfast has blueberry jam that you like."

Tony glanced at his father, and walked past his father with the woman.

"Well, your mother has brought her in, is there anything you want to say?"

Howard sat on a chair in the hall watching his son.

"...Can you check someone for me?"

Tony looked up and asked his father.

.........

"I didn't expect my son to be quite a hero." After listening to Tony's narration, Howard smiled, and then swallowed the subsequent laughter under the stare of his son.

"Is it a Chinese student studying in New York, USA? This is really a broad scope of investigation." Howard stood up from his chair, "I will find him in two days, at most two days."

In fact, Tony never thought that he would help someone so relentlessly.

It's just that every time he sees Dongfang's face, he can't help but think of a certain person, who is also waiting for him in the middle of the night.

Looking forward to the return of the beloved.

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In the past two days, Tony, who has always been able to strike up women, finally kicked the iron plate in his life.

I don't know if it's because of the difference between eastern and western cultures, but when sending flowers and saying something gentle and sweet, the women seemed a little angry, or they grabbed him and gave him a hard education.

The language and diction made him see the oriental way of courtship.

One word, boring.

Two words, boring.

The two people who are clearly in love with each other insist on using all kinds of obscure methods to convey their inner feelings, and they will never make it clear.

American girls usually have some teasing, hot and sweet talk, and get along to a certain level and go straight to bed.

Anyway, Tony had a toothache with this veiled display of affection.

Then, the results of the investigation came out.

The woman's favorite is John Reeves, whose Chinese name is Li Yueping. He has been in New York for 8 years, has immigrated, and is married...

There is no need to look at the rest of the things, Tony wrote down the man's address.

"Ms. Yang?" Tony called out uncertainly, and the woman who heard the call looked back at him.

Tony paused, and finally raised his head to look at the woman not far away.

"The note you gave me has the result, do you want me to take you to see it?"

At that moment, the woman's expression suddenly became lively, making her unremarkable face also beautiful.

"Really...really?"

She held Tony's fingers excitedly, her body trembling with joy.

He unconsciously avoided those sparkling eyes, and his tone became strange.

"Yes."

The woman who had always been silent and introverted changed her normal behavior and became talkative, talking fast and non-stop beside him.

She was wearing a strange long gown that was incompatible with the people around her, a hair bun was tied high on her head, a red wooden comb was inserted, and a pair of unknown sharp wooden needles that he had seen before were placed underneath.

"Does my dress look good today?"

"He said he liked it best when I wore it, but it was all crumpled on the boat."

"There is also this hairpin. He carved it for me with his own hands. Although it feels tacky to wear a hairpin in this day and age, I still..."

The woman spoke quickly, completely ignoring the strange eyes of passers-by looking at her dress. He couldn't hear what she was saying at such a fast speed, and Tony didn't want to listen carefully to what she was saying.

On a corner of the bend.

The woman's high-pitched voice came to an abrupt end, she stared wide-eyed, and stared at the small western-style building not far away without moving while maintaining the movement of raising her hand just now.

The black-haired young man with an oriental face smiled and bent over while holding the teacup in his hand and whispered something to the blonde next to him. The blonde kissed the man on the cheek after hearing it.

Not far from them, a little girl with black hair was lying on the grass, holding a crayon and drawing on the white paper spread on the grass.

The little boy with blond hair yelled and chased after the big golden retriever dog.

What a happy family.

"He once gave me the storybook of spending time abroad. I imagined that there would be a beautiful small white foreign-style building there, and the courtyard would be full of my favorite red rhododendrons. We would have a pair of sons and daughters, laughing and joking around us and playing around. Will have a big dog..."

The woman choked with sobs, tears rolled down from her eyes, blurring the carefully prepared makeup.

The result of the long wait was such an ending. Tony thought that the woman's reaction would be more intense.

In the end, she unhurriedly took out a handkerchief and a small bronze mirror from her sleeve.

Facing the bronze mirror, she wiped it bit by bit, without rushing.

First at the corners of the eyes, gradually wipe away the swells drawn by the charcoal pencil, and then wipe them off bit by bit.

Then there is the face, the red rouge wetted by tears, which is all wiped clean with a handkerchief.

Tony was dumbfounded when the woman changed her face quickly, and the hand he stretched out to comfort her froze in mid-air, neither up nor down.

"My mother said that every lady should keep a calm and soft face all the time, smile at her husband who has returned from work, and face her beloved one with the most beautiful attitude."

"My 'mother' also said that in the face of a sad and tearful lady, she should hand over a clean handkerchief and contribute a solid and strong shoulder."

Tony took a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Your handkerchief is dirty, how about using mine first?"

Listening to the boy imitating her unprofessional tone, the woman smiled with red eyes. It was rare that she didn't take the handkerchief from his hand to wipe her face without considering etiquette. It didn't take long for the white handkerchief to be stained black.

"I'll wash the handkerchief and return it to you."

Tony smiled.

"Do you want me to walk with you for a while?"

The woman narrowed her 'talking' eyes and shook her head slowly.

"Thank you for your help during this time, I think I should leave."

"I don't have anything valuable on my body. As a thank you gift, this is the only thing I can take out." Saying this, the woman took the long wooden needle from her head and handed it to him.

"If given the chance, the person you meet is a Chinese girl, I think she would like it."

As a result, until the woman left, Tony couldn't ask what this needle-like thing was.

The patterns carved on the wooden needle handle are very exquisite, unknown plants are entwined round and round, and two birds with curved long feathers on their heads are intertwined in the middle.

Finally, four strange characters are engraved on the tip of the handle. They are carved in a disorderly manner, and they look out of place in this exquisite carving. Fortunately, they are very small, and you will not find them if you do not observe carefully. exist.

But these four characters greatly aroused his interest. He spent a lot of effort and found many people with oriental faces in the college. Finally, a Chinese-American boy from the English Department answered his question.

"Ah, the engraving is 'From one end to the end.'"

"What do you mean?"

"It means that the husband is dead and no longer remarries."

This woman is just an insignificant passer-by in Tony's playboy life, except for those talking eyes, there is nothing left in his memory.

"She's dead." Howard flipped through the newspaper in his hand and said this expressionlessly.

"Dead? Who died?" Tony looked at his father not very clear.

The father, who had always been good-tempered, dropped the newspaper in his hand and glanced at him.

"That Chinese woman, she's dead."

"Dead? Why... dead?"

Howard sighed.

"She jumped off the Hudson River, and when she found out..."

Tony didn't listen to a word of what his father said later.

He had thought of countless different endings, but he never thought that the final ending would be so tragic.

Perhaps it really confirmed the sentence on the long needle.

From the beginning to the end.

In the end, she chose to jump off the embankment and ended up with one thing.

It's just a pity that the handkerchief was never returned.

"Tony? Nini, Nini!!!"

Tony was jerked back to reality by this call.

"What are you thinking? I called you just now, but you didn't respond."

The gentle face of the black-haired oriental man in front of him made Tony shake his mind, and for a while he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion.

"Nini?"

Ingrid slapped him hard on the head.

"Ah? It's Ingrid." Tony lowered his head in disappointment, "I was wondering why you suddenly came back after you disappeared for so long."

"The reason?" Ingrid blinked, "Because Nini is a little angel, the little angel who can heal me!"

"Enough, Ingrid, don't joke with me." Tony covered his forehead.

"It's not a joke!" Ingrid grabbed his shoulders and looked him in the eyes with a serious face.

It wasn't long after sleeping with Bucky that Howard's interference limit was reached, and he gave Ingrid a stern warning about it.

This time Ingrid was not as crazy as the previous few times, and said goodbye to Bucky calmly and agreed to meet next time, as if she was completely unaffected by the fact that the next meeting might be a stranger again.

"The more times you do it, the more you will get used to it. Instead of suffering from his amnesia, it's better to dress up and welcome the next meeting. At least I can't let my waiting be in vain."

Farewell Bucky said the same thing as before.

"Wait for me, I'll come back to you, in that church."

He pointed to the church behind Ingrid. Ingrid had long been accustomed to this farewell tone, and just smiled in agreement.

Seeing Ingrid, who was in a bad mood after returning, the Stark couple thought about their son's more naughty behavior recently, and simply let Ingrid go to see Tony's chairman, while teaching Tony a lesson, let Tony heal A wound in her heart.

"I didn't do anything..." Tony blushed upon hearing Ingrid's almost complimenting words.

"Yes, yes, you haven't done anything now." Ingrid squatted down and looked at his side face. "I have a question to ask you."

"If you find that the person you like loses his memory and becomes another person, will you still love him?"

"From the beginning to the end!"

For some reason, the word came to Tony's mind.

Ingrid seemed startled by the words he said, her eyes widened and she froze in place, and it took a long time to react.

"From one to the end? Where did you know this idiom?"

"However, it's still little angel Nini." Ingrid smiled, hugged Tony and kissed him on the forehead. "I think I know what to do."

That night, Ingrid and Tony booked a plane ticket to Venice and flew to Venice.

Before Tony could react, he moved from the land to the city on the water.

Before he had time to ask Ingrid carefully why she came to Venice, he was dragged by her to the east of Venice by boat.

"Did you just bring me here to see this?" Tony pointed to the dark flat land not far away, "Would you like to see the ruins?"

Then, Tony was shocked by her eyes, those eyes suddenly came alive, as if they were like the talking eyes in his memory, the scorching and flickering eyes could not be ignored.

"Hahahahahahaha..."

Ingrid covered her head and laughed like crazy.

"What... what's wrong?" Tony looked at the crazy Ingrid, shuddered, and asked the boatman beside him.

"I remember that there was a church here before, and it was destroyed by a masked man in an instant. It's a pity that the beautiful white