Chaoying Psychotherapist [Zhongyingmei]

Cynthia hurried back to the hut in the metropolis.

She stood outside the house, hesitating whether she should go in, and faced a sober Superman with her real body.

She sighed slightly irritatedly.

In the next second, Superman's friendly voice came from the room: "Cynthia? Are you back? Come in."

Cynthia: "..."

Damn super hearing.

Cynthia angrily attached herself back to her body, and opened her eyes.

She saw Superman's glowing handsome face looking down at her in surprise and admiration, as if looking at a beautiful work of art.

"Whoa, Cynthia," said Superman, "I didn't even know you had a body of your own! I mean, your soul and body feel so different, especially when you open your eyes." Time....Uh, I'm not saying that your soul is in an unattractive state, but now you look more...real? Delicate? Gentle?"

"..."

Cynthia said weakly: "Can you shut up? Your red cape makes me dizzy."

"Oh alright."

Superman touched his nose and stopped.

Cynthia sat up from the bed, put her feet on the ground, and moved her stiff arms.

Superman couldn't help but started talking again: "But what you said just now reminded me of Batman, and he said that to me last time. You seem a bit alike, is it because you are all from Gotham?"

Cynthia: "..."

Precisely step on mines.

"Put your curiosity down, town boy," Cynthia said sullenly, before realizing she sounded more like an old, dark bat. "...cough. Is there any movement from him?"

"Who?" Superman was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted, "Oh, you mean Batman. He's been the same to me lately, but he seems to be a little busy-sometimes I can see him collecting some information Something, should be investigating something."

"..."

Cynthia knew what he was investigating.

He was investigating whether she had survived or not.

She subconsciously panicked for a second, and then felt inexplicably annoyed and helpless.But in the end, she just let out a long sigh and said to Superman: "Well, leave him alone. Anyway, thank you for staying and taking care of my body for half a day-seriously, you have nothing more important to do." Do it?"

Superman is in a good mood: "No. There are more and more superpowers recently, and I don't need to help with many things. Moreover, I am trying to learn from Batman, delineating a fixed jurisdiction and exercising myself within it. Of course, if I’m needed elsewhere, I’m obliged, but superheroes seem to be doing it now, and it’s more efficient.”

"It's really good that it won't cause duplication of labor and favoritism." Cynthia agreed.

After a pause, she said again: "By the way, I want to tell you something."

Superman: "What is it?"

Cynthia pondered for a while: "As you can see, I have a physical body. That is to say, I am not some dream-making elf who came down from the moon, nor is it the ghost of a deceased actress. A few months ago, I was The gem that fell from another planet was revived, possessing a series of mind control and out-of-body abilities. By the way, the gem is called the Raven Stone, which was formed from the two big black birds on the shoulders of God King Odin .”

Superman: "Odin? Is it the Nordic one..."

"Yeah, that's Thor's dad," Cynthia said. "Anyway, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about it before. Mainly because the Raven Rock was hidden in the S.H.I.E.L.D. base before, and, you know Yes, I lost it when I resurrected. So they have been tracking my whereabouts, and I have to hide myself very carefully. Now, Captain America is very loyal to help me pull away the hatred, so I can tell you La."

Superman doesn't care. "It's okay. Either way, you—"

He paused, as if he heard something, and looked up at the ceiling, or the sky outside the ceiling.

"What's wrong?" Cynthia frowned.

Superman looked back at her, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You have a friend who is coming to visit you."

Cynthia: "? Friend? What friend?"

As soon as the words fell, she heard a "swoosh" falling from the sky, and then, something metal fell heavily in the backyard of her house.

Cynthia suddenly had a bad feeling.

She opened the bedroom window which faced the back yard and looked down.

A golden-red iron man with a steel texture is standing firmly on the lawn of her home.

Cynthia: "...Tony?!"

The iron man turned his face and waved his arms in a "sizzling" manner, and Tony's electric and magnetic voice came from inside: "Hey, Cynthia. Miss me? - Oh! Your appearance looks like it in reality. Much prettier than in the movies, sweetheart."

"..." Cynthia said speechlessly, "You should be on your way to the Hydra lair now."

"Please, it's not impossible to let the captain stand up for a while." Tony waved his hand, "Besides, I asked Jarvis to control half of the armor. There should be a fireworks party over there now."

Superman flew out of the window, landed opposite Iron Man, and extended his hand to him friendly: "Hi, Mr. Stark, nice to meet you. I'm Kal-El, you can also call me Superman."

"—Hmm." Tony looked him up and down, narrowed his eyes, and didn't reach out.

Cynthia warned: "Tony—"

Tony shrugged his shoulders, still didn't shake hands, just patted Superman's steel arm: "Sorry Big Blue, I don't shake hands with others, but I appreciate it-wow, what a hard muscle."

Superman is at a loss: "Uh... well, thanks?"

Cynthia rolled her eyes: "I won't ask how you know my address. But, what are you doing here, genius?"

"Didn't I mention it?" Tony said confidently, "I'm here to take you back to the mansion."

Cynthia crossed her arms: "I thought we had discussed it before. You go and do your work, and I'll ask Superman to send me."

Superman answered obediently beside him: "I'd be happy to give Cynthia a ride, Mr. Stark."

"Please, let him fly with you in this blinding boy scout uniform?" Tony exaggeratedly widened his caramel-colored eyes, "I never knew you were so desperate to appear on tomorrow's headlines , Cynthia."

As he said that, two bursts of fire burst out from the soles of his armored feet, flew to the window where Cynthia was, and stretched out a hand towards her in a gentlemanly manner.

"Mayi?"

Cynthia looked at him unmoved: "How could your golden and red armor be any better?"

Superman also flew up, trying to defend himself: "I can fly higher, and I won't be seen in the clouds, and my..."

Tony stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Cynthia's waist, and carried her out of the window.

Cynthia: "?!"

Cynthia: "What are you doing?! Put me down!"

Tony turned a deaf ear to her, held her in his arms, bumped, and flew away with a bang.

Superman: "... so fast, people can't see clearly."

Superman hung his head limply.

The golden-red battle armor is advancing rapidly on the cloud.

It was evening, and the clouds rose the color of the clouds beneath their feet.Cynthia nestled in the embrace of the steel touch, her long platinum hair that was almost white was fluttering, and it was also reflected magnificently by the setting sun.

"Look, I can also fly on the clouds." Tony's triumphant voice came out of the visor, "The red-skinned aliens are always simple and stupid."

Cynthia had a headache: "In fact, he has a super brain, Tony. Besides, since he is an alien, why is there any need for comparison? Just like a cat can't be compared with a lion, he is biologically better than us." powerful species."

"Oh, not necessarily," Tony said. "At least he can't take you from me."

Cynthia: "..."

Are you sure it's not because you have thicker skin than him, Stark?