[Iron Man] Heart Disease Diary

"Don't cry baby." Stark eased his voice and said softly, "Be good, don't panic, now take off the earring on your left ear, and then see where it is broken, try to shake it, I There's absolutely no signal here."

I sniffed and raised my hand to pick off the earrings. Roddy let go of his arms to make it more comfortable for me to pick them off. I gave him a grateful glance and took off the earrings.

"What's going on?" Rody bent slightly and squinted at the earring in my palm.

I shook my head: "I don't know." Then I turned the earring left and right, and there was a thin crack behind the beautiful pearl, "This is..."

"It's a CUUWV communicator. It has the functions of bugs and satellite positioning. It's made by Stark Industries." The corner of Roddy's mouth twitched, "Who wore it on your ear?"

"...There should be no one else but Tony."

"That's okay." He took the earring and pressed it with two fingers, then put it to his ear, "Tony, can you hear me, I'm Roddy."

I looked at Roddy, I couldn't hear what Stark was saying from this distance, but Roddy quickly returned the earring to me.

"He has something to tell you," he said.

I put the earrings to my ears in a daze: "Tony?"

"Babe, are you okay? Are you injured?" Stark's voice sounded immediately.

"I'm fine." I replied subconsciously, and only after I finished speaking did I realize that my current situation is very bad, and I'm almost dying... But that's fine, instead of telling him to make him anxious, it's better not to say it.

Thinking like this, I repeated it again: "I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm not hurt, don't worry."

"Not injured?" Stark's voice could not hear any emotion, "It's best like this. You follow Roddy, I'll be right there."

"You want to come to Afghanistan?" I was taken aback, and looked at Roddy, who nodded.

I asked in disbelief, "Do you have time?"

"This time is not a question of whether there is time." Stark said incredulously, "This is a man's responsibility."

……

Probably all women are like this. Knowing that most love stories are deceptive, they still like to listen and believe.

"Thank you, Tony." I wiped the corners of my eyes and put the earrings back on my ears. "You don't have to worry about me. This place is safe now. I'll be fine with Lieutenant Colonel Roddy."

"It's because he took you that something happened to you. If I don't accompany you in the future, you are not allowed to go anywhere. Wait there obediently and don't cry anymore." Stark refused to enter, and cut off after saying this sentence. signal.

I smiled awkwardly at Rody: "Shall we go?"

Roddy gave me a complicated look, then turned around and led the way.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around again: "You should go ahead." He said.

"Eh? Okay." Although I didn't understand why, I obediently walked ahead.

"This can prevent sneak attacks from behind, and I can see it from the front," he explained.

I paused, pursed my lips and said "thank you" in a low voice, and walked ahead without saying a word.

To be honest, I feel guilty and blame myself.

If it weren't for me, he probably wouldn't have participated in this kind of war that he didn't need to personally fight in this position.

As early as when I first arrived in the United States Stark fooled him with those fake documents, he turned a blind eye and deliberately concealed my doubts.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be able to come to Afghanistan today, because the small stack of documents that Stark's driver handed him was actually fake at all. Later, I checked carefully, except that the work permit of Stark Enterprises was genuine. Yes, the others don't even have paper in them, only the cover, and I'm still a gangster at all.

That's why I couldn't go to China directly, and I needed his help to come to Afghanistan.

Without a document, even a private jet cannot pass through the border, and I don’t want to trouble Stark anymore, and Stark doesn’t know whether he forgot about it or has other purposes, anyway, he never took the initiative to mention it again, He doesn't mind me staying with him at all.

But there are U.S. troops stationed in Afghanistan. Roddy doesn’t need any formalities to come here, and it’s not difficult to bring someone along. That’s why I thought of asking him to come with him, but I didn’t expect this kind of thing to happen.

If I had known it would be like this, I would not have come.

I regretted following Roddy all the way to the US military garrison. The moment I saw the plane and the strong American soldiers, I felt a lot more at ease in my heart.

I was supported by Rody and went to the military doctor to see my injuries. I just walked a few steps when I was attracted by a huge roar.

……What is that?Why didn't the U.S. military shoot it down?Can't be detected by radar?

I looked up at the UFO that was getting closer and closer to the skyline, and looked at Rody in confusion. The question was obvious.

"It's our own helicopter." Roddy explained.

I nodded suddenly, my body was so weak that I couldn’t stand upright, I could only rely on Roddy to support me, the pain in my chest and forehead made it difficult for me to breathe, and my knees also started to twitch, I felt in a trance that I seemed to be about to die.

Roddy looked down at me, his face was not very good-looking, he simply hugged me horizontally and walked quickly towards the plane.

At this moment, the helicopter that attracted most people's attention landed at the base. The moment the propeller stopped turning, the cabin door was opened, and a handsome figure in a haute couture suit jumped down lightly. While buttoning up his suit jacket with brown sunglasses, he glanced left and right, as if he was looking for someone.

...is indeed looking for someone, and it is likely to be looking for me, because...

"Tony!!!"

I don't know where I got the strength to yell out his name. He looked in my direction keenly, then changed from walking to running, and rushed all the way to me, pulling me from Roddy's arms. After taking it, my clean and slender hands caressed my face stained with mud and blood.

"Finally I found it, but what's the matter with this wound? Didn't you say you're okay? Why is your face so ugly?" He raised his hand, took off his sunglasses and threw it directly on the ground, frowning, he carefully inspected the wound on my forehead, Then he looked away coldly, and stopped suddenly when he glanced at my chest, his expression seemed to be annoyed by me, "You know how to make up a lie to comfort me, should I be happy for your intentions? "

I want to say something to make him not worry too much, I want to say I'm fine, I want to complain about why he threw away his obviously expensive sunglasses so happily, I think... I don't think I can say a word.

Breathing suddenly became a very difficult thing for me. All the pain came to me at the same moment when I saw Stark. She could only lean weakly in his arms, panting with difficulty, her vision was so blurred that she couldn't even see him clearly.

Am I dying?I must be dying, right?No, I've only just been with him, I haven't had the benefits of being a superhero girlfriend yet, I haven't shown off that Iron Man is my man, I haven't killed off the guys who spy on my man, I I haven't... I haven't told him personally yet, but I actually like him too.

How can I die?

I gripped his shirt collar tightly, tears filled my eyes, I closed them and let them flow, trying to make him understand my reluctance.

He held me tightly in his arms, stroked my back to help me breathe, and called for the military doctor loudly.

The doctor came quickly, and the nurses carried me to the plane, and all the instruments were used.

My consciousness is actually very blurred at this time, but I can still feel the pain clearly.

"...It hurts so much." I grabbed Stark's hand and murmured like a cat, and he held my hand tightly as if he had sensed it. At that moment, I suddenly understood that sometimes as long as the person you care about is with you Be around, even if you don't say a word, you will feel at ease.

I thought I heard Stark say a word in the middle of the doctor's busy conversation and action, but I couldn't hear it very clearly.

He seemed to say: Don't die, Baby...please don't die, stay with me.

……

Did he say so?It's so touching, but I really can't hold on.

I'm sorry... If I apologize to you and you're still sad, then hate me.

The tragedy of this world is that when you think it's beautiful just a little bit, parting will take advantage of it.

That's fine, I'm very glad that Stark is a strong man at the moment, and I'm very glad that he is a man with a heart, because then he can forget me as soon as possible, so that he won't feel sad because of my leaving.

All of my thoughts are based on the fact that I don't think I'll ever wake up again.

I thought I was dead, but I opened my eyes again.

Oh Shet...God please take back my congratulations!If he dares to cheat, I will castrate him!

White walls, everything is white, this must be a hospital, it looks like I'm saved.

I tentatively raised my hand, which was still on a drip, which made me feel a lot more at ease.

"Baby?" Stark's surprised voice sounded beside me, and I turned my head to look hard. He was wearing a messy white shirt, unshaven, barely neat hair, and big dark circles under his eyes than when I left the United States for Afghanistan. It is much heavier.

Seeing me looking at him, he fell silent instead, and didn't call a doctor, just looked at me like that, his eyes regained his composure soon after the panic.

He sat on the side of the hospital bed, took my hand and rubbed it lightly, looked down with his eyes lowered, the small fan-like eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, covering his eyes, I couldn't understand his emotions.

After a while, perhaps because he was afraid that the dull atmosphere would make me fall asleep again, he finally opened his mouth somewhat self-deprecatingly, with a hint of self-mockery: "I originally planned to say something to you after you woke up, so that you From now on, I will follow me wholeheartedly, but now I can't say a word."

I watched him silently, blinking to show that I was listening.

"Do you know why?" He asked me, but he didn't seem to need an answer, so he said, "Because I'm afraid that I won't be able to express myself properly, I'm afraid of saying the wrong thing, I'm afraid I can't find the right words, I'm afraid I can't describe my true feelings. I'm afraid that the retention that I say is not that kind of retention, and that the love I express is not as deep as that in my heart. I'm afraid that you will misunderstand, that you will doubt, and that you will not understand my heart."

……

I stared at him blankly, my eyes wide open in disbelief.

"I never thought I would say this." He said with emotion, "I think I was a little arbitrary at the time. Maybe your thinking is not crazy, but it is not ideal either."

He looked away from me: "That's possible." He said, "I didn't believe in the emotion of 'love' before, but I want to try to believe it now. Because I want to spend time with you Every day in the future, I want to engrave it all on my heart, so that even if I fall in love with others in the future, I will love you forever if I don’t keep my word, and if I can’t stick to it, you will always occupy me The most important and special place in my heart."

I kissed his lips without hesitation after he finished speaking, and almost exhausted all my strength to sit up and hug him tightly.

"WhathaveItofear?" I rubbed his forehead and murmured in his ear.

……

[What else am I afraid of? 】