After many years, Tony can still remember everything he saw and heard that morning. The man stood by his bed and smiled at him, as if he could not wait to say to him: "Morning good sir."

Tony covers his eyes with his arms to keep them from getting sore.Various feelings welled up in his heart, he didn't know whether it was joy or sadness, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

"Yeah... good morning."

The man put a glass of milk and bread for Tony. Tony didn't know where the other party got them. After all, he didn't even remember that there were these in the house.Nervously, he wondered if these were expired, but the other party obviously noticed his worry and immediately told him that the date had been confirmed.

Tony started to eat after washing up briefly. He glanced at the man standing beside him, but the man didn't even look at him.He followed the man's gaze, and it turned out to be a pile of clothes scattered on the sofa in the living room.

"Someone will come to clean these up regularly, you don't have to keep watching." Tony cleared his throat.

"I can clean these up."

Tony didn't expect the other party to say this. The other party seemed to be a guy who was eager to express his usefulness. Tony seemed to smell the unease, but he immediately dismissed those messy thoughts.

"You...you can do whatever you want."

Tony watched TV all morning, and the man didn't talk to him during this period, and he took care of all the corners and corners of the room.Tony thinks the TV is a display, because he's been staring at the man all morning, but he won't admit it.

It was just after eleven o'clock that the man finally spoke.

"Perhaps you should eat something else, something more nutritious, at least not these."

"What you said... seems quite reasonable." Tony glanced at the snack in his hand, threw it into the trash can, clapped his hands and said, "Then let's go out to eat, there is nothing else here."

After he finished speaking, he realized that the man needed a new dress, and the other party's suit was no longer suitable for going out.He found that none of his clothes were suitable for men, and the height of men was much higher than himself.

The man standing behind him and looking at Tony pointed to the three sets of clothes hanging in the center, and asked, "I think these three suits are suitable."

"Heh." Tony pushed the man, as if warning the man and himself.

"Those don't belong to you."

Tony finally called and ordered a suit of clothes for the man to wear. The man changed into a new suit and looked more energetic. Tony didn't say much, just put on a casual suit and went out.

They arrived at a rather exquisite restaurant. Tony had always wanted to eat here, and today happened to be by the way.The man kept silent on the way here by car, and Tony knew that the man was consciously not talking much.The food Tony ordered came out immediately. He knew that a man didn't need to eat, so he only ordered a drink for him.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance. If you have anything you want to ask, hurry up and ask me while I'm in a good mood."

Tony felt that the way he said this must be extremely generous, but the man asked a rather shocking question.

"Jarvis, is that my name?"

Tony put down the spoon in his hand, calmed down and asked, "Why do you think so?"

"You kept calling that name last night, so I think it's probably mine."

The man's answer was full of righteousness, as if this matter should be taken for granted, but Tony thought that the other party should not have noticed, which made Tony unbearable.

"It's so easy to say, where on earth are you so confident that the name I call in my sleep belongs to you? Yeah, I didn't kick you out, but that doesn't mean I've identified you as Jarvis .Your looks and voice don't mean anything, I can make countless of these things if I want to."

"Sir..." the man cut him off, his voice much softer than Tony's, but Tony still heard it.

"What do you want to say, want to tell me how much you like me, or love at first sight?"

"Sir, please wait a moment."

Looking at the back of the other party leaving in a hurry, Tony felt that the meal might not last. He waited and waited. At first, he was a little expecting what the man would do, but he didn't see the man for a long time. return.

Tony was a little worried, wondering if the man was hit by a car when he went out, although he knew the chances of this were pitifully low.He paid the bill, went out to walk around a few times, and noticed a man standing in a donut shop just when his anxiety was about to explode.The man's height advantage makes it not difficult to find him standing among several people.

Tony knew this donut shop. It was the most famous donut shop in New York. There were many chains, and Tony liked this one the most.As soon as he entered, he heard the clerk yelling that the man didn't pay, and the security guard blocked the man's way, with a look of suffering. Tony guessed that the security guard had already received a slight lesson from the man.

"What are you doing!"

Tony's words successfully attracted everyone's attention, whether it was the guests watching the excitement, or the shop assistants and security guards, all looked at him.Of course they all knew Tony, there was no doubt about it.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I just... I just thought, maybe you'd like this stuff."

The man picked up the box in his hand, and Tony saw that it was a donut box, and he probably guessed what flavors were in it.

"Who..." He didn't know why a man came to buy donuts, it was almost foul, "Who told you, huh?"

The man seemed a little nervous when he heard the words, but in the end he didn't say much, but simply replied: "I just... think so."

He couldn't remember who told him Tony liked donuts, maybe no one told him at all, he just thought so, maybe he was wrong.

Tony saw the man staring down at the box, and the restlessness that had filled his heart just now was gone, leaving only distress.

He asked himself, what the hell are you doing, you recognized him early on, didn't you.What a coward you are, he is standing here, and you still want to push him away.

In less than a minute, Tony had already figured out the matter that had troubled him for a while. He resumed his usual arrogant and unruly smile, stepped forward and snatched the box from the man's hand, and took out the contents One took a bite.

"It's delicious, really."

The man knew that this meant that he was right, so he slowly smiled and responded in a low voice.

Tony squinted his eyes and scanned the surroundings. The clerk and security guard just now knew the situation and slipped away, but even if they hid in the backstage, Tony would not let this matter pass so easily. The people who bullied him It must be returned.

"Where are the clerk and the security guard who pointed out to our Jarvis just now, and the owner of this store, come out to see me."

As soon as he said this, a middle-aged uncle appeared in front of him on tiptoe, with a fawning expression on his face.

"I bought this shop, fire those two guys who don't have eyes, I don't care if they have old people and children at home, please help me to spread the word, who dares to hire them in this city? Just blow it up, I never joke."

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