Do I want to lose face? [Zhongyingmei]

Thousands of words, all of them are not as good as a sentence I can.

Is there anything more fulfilling than holding the hand of Iron Papa?

At least at this moment, the young His Majesty seriously felt that there should be no more in this life.

The little girl screamed frantically in her heart that I could do it, her face was slightly flushed with excitement.

But in the end, she just shyly shook Mr. Stark's very weak fingertips, and then calmed down very restrainedly.

The person half lying on the chair looked really tired. After saying that sentence, he fell asleep again, breathing weakly and long.

No one would have the heart to say a word to disturb him again.

This fell asleep for a long time.

When the twilight in the sky gradually changed from bright in the morning to dim in the evening, the room where Tony was sleeping was still quiet and there was no movement.

At the door, there is a big circle around the eyes, slightly blue eyes, superheroes with different expressions.

Many people did not sleep well that night.

When Steve sent Tony to the room to rest, some people heard some movement one after another and came out to look.

After a while, the originally quiet and dim living room was lit up with bright light.

A group of people hula gathered in the living room, staring earnestly at the mobile phone emitting a faint blue light on the table in the living room, listening to the smart butler inside talking about the dangerous situation in other worlds.

"Mr.'s heart was directly pierced by the enemy's weapon." The smart butler said these words slowly in a flat, characteristic metallic tone.

As a program, the mind of the smart housekeeper may be the most rational and sober.

However, when he uttered these words, the blue light on the phone flickered slightly, and an extremely depressed emotion gradually pervaded unconsciously in his flat voice.

That's a scene that even smart housekeepers can't face rationally.

Ah Shuang sat obediently on the sofa, because Tony had special physical conditions, she wanted to understand what was going on, so she followed everyone to listen.

She didn't want to cause trouble.

But upon hearing this sentence, the little girl's tears came pattering down, and she couldn't control it at all, they fell down pattering like small drops of water.

The heart was pierced, which sounds super painful, Ah Shuang couldn't help thinking, but he didn't say a word.

Mr. Stark, who was so skinny and unaffected, had his heart pierced, but he never said that he was in special pain.

Ah Shuang sat on the sofa, clutching her big carrot tightly in her arms, her nose twitched slightly, as if she couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, her eyes dizzy with water vapor were big and confused.

Steve's lips were pursed flat.

Even though he already understood the cruelty of war, he still gently closed his eyes when he heard these words.

His curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands were unconsciously clasped together, flat on his knees.

"And then? What happened to you later." Even under strong pressure, Captain America always kept awake, his voice was a little hoarse, and he asked like this.

He pinpointed the most critical point: "Why does Tony have a body, and what's the condition of his body now? Are there any clues?"

The blue light inside the phone flickered slightly, and soon, a shape was gradually projected inside.

Ah Shuang's teary eyes were dim, and she had already exclaimed in a low voice. She was stuck out by the reddish fingertips she was caressing, and pointed at the shape in surprise.

"That's my sketchbook." The little girl said blankly, turned her head to look at Captain America beside her, and tried her best to remember, "By the way... when Tony came over, I seemed to see it glowing .”

Very important clue.

Ah Shuang hurriedly trotted back to her room, and took out the sketchbook that she liked very much, which was used to draw Papa Tie and everyone's questionnaire.

A very delicate and beautiful book, the black and gold dark lines are like ancient spells, originally it was just beautiful, but under such circumstances, it looks particularly mysterious.

"Is it it?" Ah Shuang blankly put the sketchbook on the table in the living room, and put it together with the mobile phone containing the smart housekeeper.

"Maybe." The smart housekeeper's elegant and steady voice sounded, he paused, looked at the little girl's nervously trembling fingertips, and said very gently, "Don't be nervous, Miss Ah Shuang, sir is fine now."

"That blow did pierce his heart, but then, just like Miss Ah Shuang saw, a golden light enveloped us, and we woke up again, and we are here."

"According to my tests, although the other wounds are still there, the fatal injury has disappeared."

"Like it never happened."

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly stagnated, and there was a tacit understanding. Everyone silently looked at the high-level sketchbook that seemed to be very low-key.

"Hey..." Thor rubbed his head, His Highness from God's Domain always had a higher acceptance of these things, he patted his younger brother beside him, and asked casually, "Loki, did you find anything?"

He was just asking casually, and he didn't expect to get an answer, but he didn't expect that before he could take back the hand that patted his brother's shoulder, he heard a faint voice: "En."

The younger brother looked over like a fool, raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared in his pure emerald eyes. He said, "Otherwise, why do you think I asked you to write a name on the paper?"

Facing his brother's suddenly widening eyes, Loki tilted his head and snorted lightly: "But it's because of it that I didn't find it." Then, he pointed to the sketchbook on the table.

"I only saw something wrong with this house and those papers, but there were a lot of things wrong. I didn't expect it to be it. It was well hidden."

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ah Shuang hugged her carrot doll silently, always feeling that the seemingly plain voice of the Second Highness was full of danger.

"So it's actually because of it?" Ah Shuang still didn't quite react, she scratched her face, and poked the calm sketchbook lightly.

"Hey..." The little landlord tried to communicate with it, poked its cover lightly, and called softly: "Hello, are you there, is that you?"

After a while, nothing happened.

The helpless little landlord hugged it into his arms again, put it at the position of his heart, and tried to impress it with warmth: "Did you save everyone? Thank you."

After a while, nothing happened.

And so the thread was cut off.

Ah Shuang couldn't help but feel a little bit disappointed. She tapped on the cover of the sketchbook, and looked at Natasha standing beside her in a little bewilderment.

"It's okay." Agent Romanov's palm was soft, she rubbed the little girl's hair, and comforted, "There will be a way."

But until she was driven back to bed to catch up on sleep again, Ah Shuang didn't get the slightest response from the sketchbook.

The sky had already lighted up slightly, Ah Shuang lay on the bed with a carrot in her arms, stared out the window in a daze, unable to fall asleep.

The wandering soul, the blood-stained Tony, the room was very cool, Ah Shuang closed his eyes, and sat up anxiously hugging the quilt.

Tears fell without warning.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." hugging the sketchbook on the bedside into her arms, Ah Shuang was extremely sad, crying and poking its hard shell while crying.

"Let them come back to life, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, how can they come back to life."

A voice suddenly rang out unbearably, it sounded very irritable.

[Ahhhhhh, cry, cry, cry, cry, beep, beep, beep, what's the use of crying to me? ? !Am I moving on my own or what? ? !You have the ability to cry, but you have the ability to write all their names! ! ! 】

Ah Shuang: "Hi~"

……

Five very long seconds passed, like a century.

Ah Shuang was so frightened that she hiccupped, tears hung on her eyelashes, and she couldn't shed her eyes. She held the book in her arms with trembling fingers, and her voice trembled a little.

"You..." She nodded her head, quietly approaching the sketchbook as if in exchange for information, and said in a low voice, "Is that you?"

[? ? :? ? ? 】

? ? : These question marks are not enough to express my doubts.

[What the hell? 】

Ah Shuang seemed to have discovered some big secret, and ran to the corner with the sketchbook in her arms, stared at it with a frown, and asked, "Did you save everyone?"

The sketchbook seemed to think about it for a while, and readily admitted: 【Yes. 】

Ah Shuang was a little confused, and asked subconsciously: "Then who are you? Why are you at my house?"

For some reason, on the mysterious and gorgeous cover of the sketchbook, Ah Shuang seemed to see a look that looked like a fool, although it had no eyes.

[Didn't you bring me back, write and draw on me, and forcefully bind me? 】It said so.

Ah Shuang was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, it answered another question, its voice sounded very proud, as if it was about to raise its little tail.

[Does the senior civil servant of the prefecture know?Do you know the book of life and death?I'm an advanced version of that thing. 】

Ah Shuang praised: "Sounds so awesome."

Ben: [Uh huh. 】

Under the explanation of this very irritable senior civil servant of the underworld, Ah Shuang vaguely understood what the current situation was.

The world is big, the universe is big.

Within this very vague scope of belonging to the world, it is divided into many different worlds.

Outside the world, there are worlds, but they are subdivided into the main world and the derivative world. One main world may generate many small worlds, and the common development revolves around it.

These worlds should not interfere with each other.

The accident happened when Ah Shuang accidentally bought back a high-ranking local civil servant, an upgraded version of the book of life and death.

According to what it said, in the main world where Ah Shuang lived, it was originally in charge of life and death in the world.

It's just that after it has been working for many years, it will fall into a deep sleep for a period of time. At this time, the well of life and death will spontaneously control the soul trapped in reincarnation until it wakes up again.

Now should have been the time for it to fall asleep again.

It's just that... Ah Shuang happened to come across it by accident, bought it home, and activated and bound it, which led to all the things that happened later.

Such a powerful existence should not have been easily activated and bound by a little girl, but it happened like this, and the irritable old man had no choice but to accept his fate.

Fortunately, although the little girl is weak, she is a kind and upright person. Otherwise, the civil servant would probably have played dead to the end.

His functions are complete, and he must not fall into the hands of people with ulterior motives.

Ah Shuang listened to the irritable old man in a daze. After listening for a while, she obediently raised her hand to ask questions.

"So everyone is here because of you." She asked curiously, "Then why only Nini has a body when she comes here?"

This is about the relationship between the main world and the derivative world just mentioned.

The world where Ah Shuang lives is the main world, while the world where Chaoying lives is the derivative world.

Theoretically speaking, although the irritable old man is in charge of the life and death of the main world, if he wants to, it is naturally no problem to control the derivative world.

He didn't want to care about so many messy things before.

But if the bear child insists on writing people from the derivative world on it, and people whose lives are endangered repeatedly, it has to take care of it.

All the names written on its pages will survive, otherwise they will die, and must be written by the person bound to it.

It's just that in this peaceful main world, there's no need to let the cowardly little girl know this for the time being. The sketchbook didn't focus on the second function, only the first one.

As for why there are a large number of souls appearing in groups——

Everyone here is right, because the world has merged.

Why did the world merge?Because the little girl wrote Iron Man's name on the sketchbook and brought her most sincere blessings.

In this way, Iron Man can never die, and the sketchbook is easy to manage, and the world is automatically merged.

Those souls from other worlds who have left their bodies are attracted in this way.

The soul of the lost body will dissipate, and the body will die, but because of the influence of the power of the sketchbook, and because of the small landlord's special questionnaire, they managed to stay by mistake.

Thanks for the survey, Iron Dad fans.

Ah Shuang rested her chin with one hand, her eyes sparkled, and when she heard that Iron Man would not die, the little fans even bent their eyes and laughed.

She jumped off the bed, took out a pen, and asked softly to the little book in her arms: "Little book, the reason why the captain and the others are still in the state of soul is because I didn't write their names personally, right?" ?”

"Then can I make it up now ovo"

The civil servant who heard a certain word jumped up angrily and emphasized.

[Don't call me Xiaoben! ! ! 】

[Call me Ben!Brother Ben! ! 】

"Okay, Brother Ben, Brother Ben ovo" the little landlord comforted it very like a dog, and then he said calmly.

【it's useless. 】

Ah Shuang was startled when she heard that: "Why..."

Sketchbook thought for a while and replied.

[The souls in your room are still in the state of souls, one is because you did not write their names personally, and the other is because their bodies are not dead. 】

Ah Shuang tried her best to understand this sentence, but she didn't fully understand it yet, but she had already keenly grasped one thing: "You mean Nini...?"

【Yes, only he really died. 】

So it will be sent directly.

Because of this sentence, the little landlord cried for most of the night, his eyes were swollen from crying, and even the irritable brother Ben was so angry.

In the end, it had no choice but to ignore its noble status, and used its precious character to guarantee that even if the world collapsed, Iron Man would never die.

It also failed to comfort people.

Because the little girl kept emphasizing that her Mr. Stark's heart would hurt.

In the end, the civil servant really had no other choice. He was so quarreled that he was completely unconscious. Only when the little girl fell asleep in a daze, he hurried back and pretended to be dead.

Brother Ben: There's nothing to say, you said it's not good for me to just stay here, why should I come out?I regret it now, very sorry, very sorry :)

……

This sleep lasted until the evening, Ah Shuang was extremely tired, and cried for a long time, and was dazed when she woke up.

She was still feeling a little depressed, and comforted herself with a carrot in one hand. In the process, she accidentally saw the sketchbook, and she pursed her mouth, feeling a little sad again.

In fact, the civil servant only woke up in the past few days, and unexpectedly discovered that he was bound to a little girl. The little girl is kind and soft, and it doesn't actually hate her, so it's not good to pretend to be dead at this time.

So he changed the subject very quickly.

[Iron Man next door is about to wake up, don't you want to go and see him? 】

Ah Shuang listened, cheered herself up, ran into the bathroom with a groan, washed herself seriously, folded the quilt seriously, put away her beloved carrot, hugged Ben and ran to the next room.

She asked Brother Ben yesterday, some of these things can be said, but only to these people in the family.

After all, what's the use of not letting it be said, anyway, people have already guessed it :)

There were already many people standing at the door where Tony was resting, because they were still not sure what was going on inside, so everyone gathered outside the door for the time being.

Natasha leaned against the wall with half-bent legs, saw the little girl coming, and greeted her with curled lips, but then she frowned and touched Ah Shuang's glowing red eyes lightly.

"How long have you been crying?" Agent Romanov looked over with some disapproval, rubbed the little girl's messy hair, and said in a very gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, okay? Tony will be fine."

So comforted, she took two steps forward, intending to take Ah Shuang to get some ice cubes to apply to her eyes.

Suddenly there was a slight movement in the silent room.

The people outside the door could hear clearly. Ah Shuang's eyes lit up, and she gently shook Natasha's arm. The fluffy and coquettish bunny made her heart soften.

Agent Romanov, who has always been soft-hearted in this regard, had no choice but to follow her.

Pushing open the door, what I saw at a glance was the lovely Mr. who was holding a bag of snacks on the bed and looking at it seriously.

The little landlord's face turned red all of a sudden, and he was a little embarrassed. If I remembered correctly, the package of children's biscuits should be left in a gift package she bought.

The little star biscuit is still blueberry flavored... I don’t know how it happened to be left here_(:з」∠)_

The kind-hearted Mr. Stark is very cute. He didn't mean to laugh at people because of the children's biscuit. Instead, he shook it slightly, raised his head, and shimmered in his beautiful amber eyes.

"It's so cute, are you right?" He asked, first raised his eyebrows and looked at Captain America, whose blue eyes were extremely gentle because of his relief.

"Mr. Steve Rogers who thinks I'm handsome and extremely charismatic?"

#American captain rejected your talk and turned away#

The scene became very embarrassing for a while.

The super cute Mr. Stark seemed to be interested, he straightened up slightly, and turned in another direction.

"Still think I'm the cutest Ms. Romanov?"

"Or this one who thinks that no one in the world is better than me?"

"This is Mr. Bruce who thinks I'm sexy and cute."

"I am brave and fearless, invincible, a peerless good friend recognized by Thor? Thor, to be honest, I really don't know that I am so good in your heart, I am really moved, if it weren't for me, I can't do it now Move, I must stand up and give you a hug."

"Emmm...and this [-]-year-old, my most loyal little fan?" Tony tore open the blueberry biscuit with a little emotion, raised his brows, and said very skinnyly, "Are you a black fan?"

He finally looked at the little girl whose face was so hot that she could fry eggs directly.

The beautiful eyes that were originally full of ridicule suddenly curved up, purely like honey flowing, and as if grabbing the bright starlight in the sky.

The cutest gentleman in the world gently shook the snack in his hand, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, he said: "This is simply the cutest gift I have ever received, thank you for my cutest little fans."

Ah Shuang: QAQ! !

I take back my second paragraph above, I was too young for that, I can have a blast now! ! !