Unremarkable Love Little Devil [Zhongyingmei]

Tony Stark looks like an arrogant, self-centered playboy who makes people want to beat him to death with just one mouthful.

But in fact, he is the most gentle and soft-hearted person in the Avengers.

Queenie quickly discovered this.

She has only been in the human world for a short time. Even though she likes to observe humans, human beings are too complicated creatures, and her understanding of them is still very shallow.

But maybe it is precisely because she has a little understanding of human beings that she can ignore those complicated factors and see their core and essence.

Although Thor was not in the Avengers Tower, Queenie and Lucifer stayed here temporarily.

According to Queenie's original thinking, since the person she was looking for was not there, she must hurry back.

But a man with a strange beard and a strange speech suddenly claimed that they should stay because the Avengers have an action tomorrow, Thor never misses a chance to fight, and he will definitely show up tomorrow.

Queenie asked him, what are the Avengers?

The strange man stared at Amber's eyes in amazement, as if she was asking some serious question.

"You don't know the Avengers?!" Pointing at himself, "Then do you know Tony Stark? Iron Man?"

Queenie shook her head honestly.

Tony Stark turned to look at the other companions: "You don't even need to ask. She doesn't even know Iron Man."

The Avengers: "..."

But Queenie said, "I know you." She looked past Stark and looked at the tall man standing behind him calmly with his arms folded.

Stark and the other Avengers followed Queenie's gaze.

Captain America, who has been silent all this time, shrugged calmly while bathed in everyone's attention.

Stark turned his head, lowered his eyes, looked at Queenie with a very serious expression and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't know anyone, don't force it. Although we are indeed very famous. By the way, Iron Man is undoubtedly the most Famous." He raised his chin and leaned closer, "Take a closer look, are you sure the one you know isn't me?"

"I know you." Queenie still looked at Captain America, "There was a little boy in the hospital who took a toy, very similar to you."

After thinking about it, Queenie tried to describe it in detail. "That toy is wearing a strange blue and red dress, and a mask on its head that covers half of its cheeks. Well, it looks like you."

Even wearing a mask can recognize it, it seems that this is Captain America's little fan girl.

This is the thought on the minds of the Avengers at this time.

But Queenie was simply observant of what intrigued her.

"Is that you?" Queenie asked curiously, tilting her head.

Steve took two steps forward and said kindly, "Yeah, I think it's me. You can call me Steve."

Queenie paused.

Steve, is Sean's brother's name.But the name is just a code name, and Steve who is standing here at the moment certainly has nothing to do with Sean's younger brother.

Queenie asked, "Why are you made into a toy?"

"Well, that's a good question." Steve smiled. "Sometimes I also have a lot of questions about this era. But if you stay, I think we will have time to figure out the answers to the questions."

Stark feels compelled to point out: "Iron Man sells twice as many figurines as Captain America."

Queenie wasn't too interested in Captain America and the other Avengers being made into toys, but she and Lucifer eventually decided to stay in New York for an extra day and wait to see if Thor would come from Aspen as Stark said. Gard is back.

Nick Fury warmly invited them to live in the Avengers Building, and Lucifer did not refuse.Queenie is everything.

In fact, she would rather go back to San Jose first, and come back tomorrow, which is just a blink of an eye for her.It's just that she was a little worried about scaring Sean.

Tony Stark used the shortest time to let Queenie understand how famous, powerful, and popular Iron Man is-in short, he is much better than Captain America in all aspects.

When it was over, he generously gave Queenie a set of Iron Man's limited edition peripherals, and pointed it out to her: "I signed them all."

An expression that you are the ceiling of the star chasing world.

Queenie looked at the little steel figurines that filled the table, and then at the Iron Man himself.

"Do you usually put yourself in this iron box?"

"This is my armor! Armor!" Stark corrected again, looking down at her for a few seconds, "Do you want to see it?"

Stark took Queenie to visit his armor showroom, and introduced more than 40 sets of his armor in an unremarkable but proudly showing off tone.

Queenie looked at them curiously.

Finally, she stood still and said sincerely: "You are amazing."

If she had seen more of human fragility before, Stark had undoubtedly shown her another side of humanity.

Her sudden praise stunned Stark.Coughed, agreed: "I think so too. So, do you want to take a photo?"

"..." Queenie turned and walked out.

Stark smiled silently, and stepped forward.

"So, why are you looking for Thor?"

"Not looking for him," Queenie replied as she walked, "to find another person through him. Lucifer said she was in Asgard."

she?Stark raised his eyebrows, an Asgardian woman?

"Can you tell me about Asgard?" Queenie asked.

"Of course," said Stark, "I never refuse a beauty's request."

The two returned to the top floor of the building, and Stark walked to the computer console, tapped the keyboard a few times, and then swipe his fingers carelessly on a tablet.

A magnificent ancient city was suddenly suspended in midair.

"This is the model of Asgard I built based on Thor's description and some legends."

The city slowly rotates miraculously in mid-air.

Queenie came closer and looked up quietly.

Is this really where Hela used to live?She never said it.But she didn't even mention her name, so it's not surprising that she didn't say it.

Stark's model is very realistic, and there is even a half-round sunset in the distance of the city.In the golden setting sun, the whole city is half bright and half dark, appearing quiet and solemn, yet silent and lonely.

Queenie thought, does Hela know that she will go to her?Maybe she's looking for her too.The world is big, but not that big.If you really want to find someone, you will find it anyway.

"Have you ever been to Asgard?" Queenie asked, her eyes still fixed on the city under the setting sun.

"No. It's the place where a group of boring protoss lived in Norse mythology." Glancing at Queenie's "knowledge-seeking" eyes, "However, it is said that it can only be reached through the Rainbow Bridge guarded by Heimdall."

"Rainbow bridge?"

Stark bowed his head and tapped a few times on the keyboard, showing her the projection of the Rainbow Bridge.

Queenie looked up, motionless.

Hela hates traitors.Were those behind this rainbow bridge the ones who betrayed her?People living in that magnificent city?

Would she be happier if she killed all these people?Just like she used to kill those undead.

"What kind of man is Saul?" Queenie asked.

Stark had no idea that Queenie's beautiful face was full of such terrible thoughts.

He said sincerely: "Believe me, his hammer is more attractive than him." As he spoke, he swipe on the computer with both hands at the same time, and the surrounding holographic projection interface was instantly filled with images of the Avengers who fought side by side. screen.

Stark stared at Thor's flying cloak in the video, half seriously, half jokingly said, "Although his IQ is obviously inversely proportional to his size most of the time, I have to admit that Thor is a trustworthy teammate .”

Queenie looked up seriously.Stark fell silent too.Time is really the most magical thing in this world, as magical as human emotions.Looking back at the past experiences at this moment, a trace of nostalgia actually arises in my heart.

Seeing the picture of them eating hamburgers at a hamburger restaurant after the Great War in New York, Stark couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and a smile slowly appeared in his eyes.

Queenie turned her head, and Stark quickly put away his expression and resumed his cynicism.

But Queenie didn't look at him, she just turned her eyes, looking for the picture of Saul.

Queenie evaluates the battle between her and Thor.The hammer in Thor's hand looked powerful, but Queenie couldn't tell which of the two of them was stronger.

But it was not Sol that she could not judge, but herself.She hadn't fought much, and she had only fought with Amenadiel once after waking up.And it really just moved his hands, blocking Amenadiel's wings.

I don't know which one is more durable, Amenadiel's wings or Thor's hammer.Queenie thought.

Stark gave Queenie a cell phone as they left.He couldn't believe that there were still people without communication tools in this era.

Queenie turned it down once.She used to be with Sean every day, and there was no one else she wanted to contact except Sean.

Stark reminded her that she could use her mobile phone to contact Dr. Sean Murphy right now.

Queenie glanced at him, but didn't ask how he knew Sean, and that he was a doctor.She could feel that neither he nor his friends were malicious.Otherwise it would probably be another story.

There is a three hour time difference between New York and San Jose.Sean was sitting in a chair by the hospital gate watching the sunset when Queenie called.

He likes to watch the sunset, because it can calm his heart and temporarily forget many unhappy things.

Queenie tells Sean that they haven't found what they're looking for.But he might show up tomorrow, so they're going to stay here for an extra day.

Sean said, "Yeah."

"Is the maple syrup with you?"

Sean turned his head and glanced at the brown cat lounging beside him.

It turned out that this was the reason why it followed him all day long, even when he was working in the hospital, it obediently waited for him here.

"Yes." Sean said.

Queenie smiled happily, and decided to buy maple syrup its favorite canned fish when she went back.

Queenie asked him again if he had a good day today, and if he had saved another human life with his medical skills.

After a pause, this time Sean gave a negative answer.

Today he met a little boy named Evan who accidentally broke his arm in gym class.But after Sean performed a brain scan for Evan, it was not because of his "clumsy hands" that he fell, but because of a tumor in his brain.Sean racked his brains and thought of all ways, hoping to treat Evan.But it was too late, he only had one year to live at most.

Sean spoke slowly and in a steady tone.He stroked Maple Syrup's fur lightly, and told Queenie everything that had happened.Except, this little boy, named Evan, looks almost exactly like his dead brother.

He couldn't save Evan, just like he couldn't save Steve all those years ago.

Thinking of Steve, Sean will think of those happy or sad memories in the past.He still clearly remembers that Steve fell from a height, and he stood at a loss in front of his body that had lost a little life, and couldn't believe that he would leave him for a long time.Fear took hold of him.

He ran to Dr. Glassman, telling himself over and over again, be brave.But he lingered in front of the doctor's door for a long time, unable to overcome the obstacles of autistic patients, and he didn't even have the courage to knock on the door.From day to night.Steve's body went from warm to cold.

He ran over and over on the road, without purpose or direction, until Glassman stopped him on the road and kept talking to himself, "Save Steve, save Steve"...

If he had been brave then, if he had knocked on Glassman's door...

The evening wind became even colder. Sean lowered his head and looked at the small toy scalpel in his hand.

Something suddenly appeared, blocking the dragging afterglow from the sky, and blocking the cold wind that hit.

Sean looked up.

See Queenie standing in front of him.She stood against the backlight, her beautiful cheeks were hidden in the shadows and she couldn't see clearly.But Sean knew she was smiling at him.A silent but warm laugh.

She held out her hand to him.

"We go home."

After a long while, Xiao En remembered to put away the mobile phone that was still held up to his ear.

"Ah."

He also slowly stretched out his hand, holding hers.

The author has something to say: Queenie: I'm just Sean's angel.

The Great Demon King of Hell: Give you a look and experience it yourself.

I thought I had set the dropbox to post regularly, but it didn't...sorry, an hour late.

This chapter continues to send small red envelopes~

I got dizzy on a business trip, thank you cuties for your comments, I will meet my nephew and uncle tomorrow~

The red envelopes of these two chapters are waiting for me to send them together tomorrow~