[Iron Man] Heart Disease Diary

It is easy to be involuntary, but difficult to go back to the past. This is called an eternal hatred.

When I woke up, it was not yet six o'clock in the morning, the curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and the little yellow light was still on by the bedside. The ambiguous atmosphere in the room clearly told me what happened here before.I stood in front of the window, opened the curtains slightly, looked at Beijing, which was still sleeping, and then looked back at Stark, who was lying on the bed with a contented face and immersed in sleep, and went back to the bed silently.

I don’t want to be so sober, I always feel that this is cruel to myself, I’d better continue to sleep and forget it QAQ...

I lay on the bed and looked at Stark next to him. His eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. He breathed steadily and slept deeply, making people have the urge to kill him while he was sleeping. . . .

Stark's crimes are too numerous to list.

Too many to write!

It's hard to describe how I feel right now.

Very confused.

It’s as if I had agreed with someone that as long as I eat a catty, I can get 500 billion. I was obsessed with money and worked hard to eat half a catty, but the other party suddenly told me I’m sorry, we don’t have 500 billion, only five yuan, you can Choose to continue to eat and get the five dollars or leave, we will not hold you accountable...

Next time, I have to hold the other party accountable, okay?This is not scientific!I had no idea whether I should be happy that I didn't have to eat the next half a catty, or sad that I couldn't get a dime for the half a catty I had already eaten.

Desperate, this distressed mood makes me feel like I have lost my love, I think I can't be so inferior, I have to get something back.

So I looked sideways at the sleeping Stark, pursed my lips and thought for a while, sat up and began to pull his beard, pulling down one by one, chanting the beat while pulling: "One da da two da da Three da da four da da..."

Stark finally woke up gradually under my "torture". He squinted his eyes and frowned, stared at me, pinched my slender wrist with a ferocious expression, and said with a sneer, "Why, do you want to admit it after eating? Are you going to kill me and run away?" ?”

"...Brother, you know me, how could I do such a thing?"

"What else do you know besides eating?" He raised his eyebrows suspiciously, helped me pull the quilt and looked at my watch, frowning even tighter, "It's only seven o'clock..."

"In addition to knowing how to eat, I also know you!" I moved back, thankful that I had washed and changed my clothes when he was not paying attention, otherwise it would be difficult to do now.Ahhh, what a pain!They are lingering overnight and the next day they are sweet, sweet, greasy, and crooked. As a result, we... can't look directly at QAQ

"Really? Ask me?" He sat up, stretched his waist, casually picked up his shirt and put it on, looking at me with very...very contemptuous eyes, "Tell me what you were doing just now?"

I glanced at him, feeling very upset, and sneered, "What can I do, don't you see? I'm performing rice planting for you."

"..."

"One da da, two da da, three da da, backfire the seedlings."

"..." Stark rubbed his forehead with a headache, and his tone subconsciously softened, "Baby, don't be nervous, I will take care of you." He said very seriously, with a deceptive expression.

I looked at him with distrust, and finally turned around and walked outside in compromise: "It's already past seven o'clock, get up quickly."

"I can marry you." Stark's voice came from behind with a smile.

I don't believe what he said at all, because he gave me the impression that the word "marriage" doesn't match at all, and he said flatly without looking back: "I won't start a family with you until you have no sense of responsibility." .”

He didn't mind at all and said: "It's okay, anyway, you will always change your principles for me. You also said before that you would only sleep with your husband."

"..." If I marry you, then I won't change my principles for you, really(╰_╯)#. . . .

Resisting the urge to turn around and beat him up, I knocked hard on the door, and a weak force opened the door from the outside.

Looking at the two big dark circles on Hubby's face behind the door, as well as his somewhat embarrassed image, I couldn't help gloating and said, "Yo, what's the matter? Was it robbed by a female hooligan?"

Happy covered his face in pain, and then said sadly to the room: "Mr. Stark, can I go to rest? I feel physically and mentally exhausted."

"..." What did the great women of my dynasty do to this innocent driver?I watched in shock as Hubby turned and left wearily, and murmured cautiously, "Could it be some kind of drama where you leave the service fee after 419 and escape?"

Habi froze as if he had been told what was on his mind, turned his head and looked at me with difficulty, and said sadly: "Goodbye, Miss Xiao, good day." After saying that, he left without looking back .

……Oh Ciao, Habi’s appearance made the surrounding atmosphere change suddenly. Stark came out fully dressed, carrying my luggage in his hand, and took my hand and left: “Breakfast on the plane Let's go back to the United States, I still have a lot of important things to deal with."

"...you still come with so many things?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's probably because I can't always be happy. When I think of you, even when I'm happy, I suddenly can't laugh anymore." He said it very casually, and didn't take it to heart It seemed that this was really his inner voice, so he could confide it so naturally.

I frowned and rubbed my arms uncomfortably: "Nonsense, I'm no different from any girl you know."

"Yes." He glanced at me and pressed the elevator, "Probably the difference between you is that others like me when they think I'm good, but you still like me when you think I'm bad."

His uncharacteristically sweet talk makes me a little happy, but maybe it's because he was identified as a playboy from the beginning, so as long as he said similar things, I would think wildly in my heart, thinking about whether he had said these words to others .

I thought it was a knot that couldn't be untied, so I asked, "How many people have you said these words to?"

We got into the elevator and he looked at me after he pressed 1 and said, "Only to you."

"...Do you think I will believe it?"

"Of course, because other women don't need me to say these things to sleep with me."

I covered my face with a headache and turned away, unable to look directly at him.

"I really have to go back today. You were captured by those terrorists before. They used the blueprints I drew before to threaten me to make a battle suit and hand it over to them. Although I didn't do it, you came back safely, but it doesn't mean they're looking for you." No one else can do it.”

I froze for a moment, and quickly asked, "What did you find?"

Has he tracked down Stan?That's the best!I just don't know how to speak. After I came back last time, Roddy discussed the terrorists' shit with him. I have been looking for opportunities to imply that these are good things that Obadistan did, but I have never met him. Given this opportunity, it would be best if he could comprehend it by himself!

"For example, Justin Hammer, I don't think he just followed you along the way." Stark said.

The pain on my face was so painful that I couldn't bear to recall it.

"What? You have an objection to this question?"

As we stepped out of the elevator and left the hotel, Stark asked me in a low voice in the car.

I looked at him, pursed my lips, and nodded solemnly: "I think...Compared to Justin Hammer, there should be another person who needs to be investigated more now."

He raised his eyebrows, looking very interested: "Who is it?"

"Obadi Stein."

Stark laughed when I finished speaking, very happy, but he didn't say anything, just patted my head.

I dodged impatiently: "I'm serious! Don't you think it's strange! Why is it an order issued by the board of directors to expel you, and there was no sign of it before! And those terrorists, they..."

"Hush." ​​Stark put his fingers on my lips, touched my head again, and said lightly, "If you know something, don't say it. When it's time to understand, the truth will naturally appear in front of us." .”

"What do you mean?" I looked at him confused.

He lowered his head and kissed my face: "Although it may be unsafe for you to go back with me now, as long as you are by my side, you will be fine, so even if you are sorry, you should go back to the United States with me."

Back to this question again...but now Stark can't go back, and if he doesn't go back, maybe Obadi has already made a copy of the first-generation battle suit. ……very……

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the shopping mall outside the car window, and a bad idea came up in my heart, so I said reservedly: "It's okay to go back, stop first, I want to buy clothes." I pointed to the most expensive shopping mall in the city outside and said .

Stark looked at me unexpectedly and didn't refuse. He happily got out of the car with me to go shopping in the mall, accompanied me tirelessly in choosing clothes, and even gave me advice until I picked the most expensive one in the mall. A thin windbreaker, he just blinked.

Although it looked a bit weird, he still paid the bill smartly, and walked out with me wearing a new windbreaker, looking at the expensive green fabric on me with a very forbearing look.

I thought he had been tricked by me and was feeling sorry for the money, so I was quite relieved, but when I walked out of the mall and returned to the car, he suddenly laughed out loud, which made me extremely puzzled, and I asked inexplicably, "What's the matter?" ? What are you laughing at?"

While letting the driver drive, Stark laughed and explained intermittently: "Hahahaha, this windbreaker... this color... the mailbox is perfect!"

"..."

If you don't die, you won't die. Why don't you understand?

I numbly looked away from the car window, and kept rubbing my hands in the bag. The heavy rain suddenly fell on the car, making a pattering sound.

Stark stopped smiling, leaned close to me and said regretfully, "This weather, I hope it won't delay our trip."

"That's right, the sky was clear just now, but it rained heavily as soon as you smiled. Are you wronged?"

"..."

I finally found what I was looking for in my bag, I took it out and handed it to him, and said grimly, "Stark, let me give you a knife. I'm in a good mood today, and it's free."

Stark looked at me in surprise as I was about to commit murder: "You can't hold it anymore?" He paused, and he sped up his speech, "But let's put it down quickly, so..."

"Why, are you afraid?"

"Maybe, but you'd better look down at your hands." He reminded worriedly.

I froze for a moment, then looked down at my hand holding the knife...

Oh shit, hold it upside down, holding the blade...

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, QAQ!!!"

I was deeply shocked and hurt by my low IQ.

Looking at the big gash bleeding from the palm of my hand, I can only sigh... Life is really lonely like snow.

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The author has something to say: Life... is really lonely like snow.On the weekend, I got up late, so the update is late, sorry QAQ The next chapter is back to the United States, and the plot of Iron Man 2 will start soon, 3 will be released for a month, I hope I can dawdle until this month... But I guess this one I should have finished writing even the Avengers QAQ