Do I want to lose face? [Zhongyingmei]

Tony took a quick sip of the water in the glass, raised his head slightly, lowered his eyes, and looked at the ethereal figure in front of him without blinking.

As the light became brighter, the originally weak and transparent shadow in front of the workbench gradually became clearer. He was like a picture scroll that had finally been filled with color, coloring the old time of memory.

Tony pursed his lips slightly and looked at him, something chaotic and complicated flashed through his mind, which made his beautiful amber eyes look a little dazed.

Tony can hardly remember clearly, when was the last time he looked at the gentleman in front of him clearly.

Maybe it was a long time ago, at the bottom of his life, when he was poisoned.

It was not a good day, he closed himself willfully and impatiently, sat in the messy work room, flipped through the things that his father said to be left to him, lazily and dejectedly.

This voice came from the TV, and he looked up at him seriously, seeing that he was calling his name secretly and hesitantly like every nervous and immature young father.

It was his secret, never told anyone else, just like the kindling that Prometheus stole from the world, with a kind of flaming hope, burning people's hearts hot.

Or maybe a little further back, on a sunny day, an immature father and son had a fierce quarrel, which made them take a hard look at each other.

——as if he wanted to engrave all the corners of the other party's extremely hateful mouth in his heart.

At that time, he gave his father an almost ferocious look, and his father called his name with the same ferocity: "Tony."

Then the two people who were equally stubborn never looked at each other again.

Incredible, isn't it, but it was indeed the last time the two of them saw each other.

Therefore, in the long decades since then, this gentleman has appeared in his mind countless times, but he has never been able to look at him so carefully.

It's like a nightmare full of regrets forever.

During the time when he was distracted, the vortex in front of the workbench has gradually become smaller, as if he has finally completed what he needs to do, and the vigorous energy field has returned to calm.

Mr. Mustache, who was half leaning against the workbench, also slowly opened his eyes.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his fingers slightly supported the workbench behind him, as if he was not able to adapt to the current environment, and his movements seemed a little stiff.

But he saw Tony who was a little distracted in front of him at a glance.

This made him stunned for a moment, his expression briefly blank, and then he didn't know what he thought of, probably something very long ago, which made his gaze pulled far away in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, his mouth moved slightly, as if he didn't dare to confirm, he called out in a hoarse voice: "Tony?"

A very soft Tony sounded in the laboratory.

For a moment, it seemed that the mottled and dilapidated gray time overlapped with the colorful figure in front of him.

There are countless anxious or stern "Tony" ringing in people's ears at the same time, echoing a faint sound.

Tony looked at this color almost longingly, his eyes were dark, and the moment he heard the voice, he half-raised his chin, and met the eyes of the gentleman in front of him without blinking.

In the laboratory, two equally handsome and talented mr. mustaches met in this way.

Their gazes are equally complicated, their bodies have the same blood, and their thoughts are so similar, which makes them at the same time not know what to say.

They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and no one could have imagined that there would be such an adventure in the world. They looked at each other, and then quickly turned their heads away.

The laboratory was filled with blue light, Tony looked at it almost greedily, his fingers trembled slightly, and the clear water droplets in the cup shook slightly.

In the end, he took a deep breath, and with a mysterious sense of responsibility [after all, I have decades more understanding of the world than this gentleman who was sealed in the blue crystal], he opened his mouth as if nothing had happened.

"Hey." He cautiously confided a syllable first, then pursed his lips, recalled the way they got along before, and said conservatively: "It's amazing, are you in a soul state?"

Having said that, he tilted his head and chatted with people almost a little embarrassedly: "This may not be easy to accept, but you don't have to worry, it's not incredible. You know, the world has changed a lot."

He said so much, in fact, he just wanted to explain: "There is more than one soul in the base now."

He was talking nonsense, it was extremely chaotic, and he should have stopped there, but the gentleman in front of him ignored him, so he couldn't help but babbled again.

"But I have to remind you... Oh, what time is it now, two o'clock in the middle of the night, or three o'clock? Do souls like to come and go at this time? Why haven't I seen it before? Or is it just your habit."

With a smile on his lips, Tony looked at the gentleman in front of him very calmly. He seemed not nervous at all when he was talking, and even took a sip of water.

If he wasn't gibbering and the glass didn't hit his lips, it would have been a perfect reunion.

The ethereal figure who had been standing in front of the workbench paused insignificantly when he heard these words.

He moved his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to someone, but facing Tony who was staring at him unblinkingly, his voice returned to calm.

There was too much time between them, which made him at a loss. In the end, he just looked at his proudest existence very gently, and then called his name.

This name seems to have been practiced countless times in my heart, and it almost contains all the affection of a father.

Tony heard it, as if he couldn't bear it, he took a deep breath, turned his head suddenly, and then couldn't make any sound.

A pair of father and son who obviously missed each other and were proud of each other reunited after a long absence, with a hard-won fate, and then the atmosphere fell into a stalemate.

Quietly and obediently standing aside, the tearful Ah Shuang who was originally moved: dumbfounded.jpg

I can't believe that such a thing actually happened.

To be honest, the way Mr. Stark communicates is really star-studded.

There was a suspicious silence in the lab, and then nothing came out.

The little girl who had been quietly serving as the background board opened her eyes wide in shock. She looked at this and then at that, and she couldn't stand at first.

She squeezed her wrist in thought, thought about it seriously, and then opened her mouth tentatively, facing the silent Mr. Howard Stark in front of the workbench.

Her eyes were bright, like an innocent and cute young kitten, her little pads slapped on the ground, and she asked softly, "You are Mr. Howard Stark, right?"

Howard shifted his gaze to the little girl, he paused, not knowing what to think of, and replied very gently: "Yes."

In the next second, I saw the shy little girl looking over excitedly. Her eyes were round and wide, almost covered with a layer of watery light.

He opened his mouth full of nonsense, "That's great, I can't believe it, I still have the chance to meet you, it's really touching."

"I'm really happy for Mr. Stark, you don't know, he really misses you, whether it's eating or sleeping, he likes to tell us first, what happened to my father back then, tears fell when he talked When it comes down, it can’t be stopped at all.”

"Oh my God, you don't even know that once he was dreaming 'Daddy loves me again', I was so touched!!!"

Tony:? ? ? ! ! !

What are you talking about, cub? !

Hearing the nonsense babble of the Stark family's cub without changing his expression, the originally calm faces of the two Mr. Starks showed cracks to varying degrees.

Howard paused for a moment. He raised his brows, tilted his head and smiled "puchi", as if a little surprised, and said in a low voice: "Tony, I really didn't expect..."

Tony: "Fake! I'm not, I haven't, I never said that stupid thing!!"

Mr. Mustache is so arrogant, Ah Shuang felt that Bu Xing, the little girl clenched her small fists slightly, her eyes wide open, and was about to make a patch for him in a hurry, when someone poked her head unexpectedly.

She covered her eyes with tears in her eyes, and was suppressed by her beloved Mr. Stark again. She gritted her teeth and said, "It seems that there are fewer questions to do, and what nonsense you are talking about."

Ah Shuang: "..." I actually smelled a hint of danger from it.

Howard was so teased that he couldn't help laughing.

He walked down the steps, slowly came to Tony's side, patted his shoulder lightly, and said to him with a smile, "Don't do this, Tony."

He considered it for a while before continuing: "It may sound unbelievable, but Maria and I have been by your side all these years."

"Although the consciousness may not be so clear, and you may not be able to perceive what is happening around you, but please believe that we have always been with you and have never left, Tony."

As he said this, his voice was always stern and even gentle in his memory, like a sweet and beautiful dream weaved specially for Tony.

"What's going on?" After a long time, Tony's almost restrained calm voice came from the room.

"To be exact, I don't know either." Howard shook his head, "I just know...you know, our last meeting was really not a happy one, and I'm going to leave you forever under such circumstances. To be honest, I don't feel relieved .”

His gaze became far away in an instant: "Then, Maria and I felt that we had become an extremely miraculous, ethereal state. We were like two balls of air, floating around the world indistinctly."

"Until we are attracted into this piece of blue crystal, and then taken away, until we are handed over to you."

Speaking of this, his voice became emotional: "We have been working hard to accompany you, and our consciousness has been dull, but gradually, we discovered that we are not compatible with the energy of the blue crystal."

"Although its energy allows us to store it temporarily, we are still gradually consuming it until... just now this kid accidentally bumped into us."

"She seems to have a kind of energy that is the same as ours, and she has no malicious intentions. It is because of this that we can be quickly replenished and condensed into a body."

Hearing what he said, Ah Shuang was extremely surprised. The little girl blinked her eyes in a daze, and at the same time moved her fingers quickly, poking the little book on her wrist lightly.

Then get its lazy explanation.

[Yes, people who are too obsessed will not enter reincarnation, they will subconsciously look for the deposit body, and then accompany the person they love the most, but this situation generally does not last long. 】

[The reason why they have been able to exist for so long is due to this azure crystal. Although it can't help much, it has a lot of energy, which allowed them to support them until they met me. 】

Speaking of this, Xiaoben himself was a little surprised. After decades, there can still be such a mistake. There is no such a coincidence in this world, and such a lucky thing.

Ah Shuang conveyed these words in detail.

The little girl's voice was crisp and full of uncontrollable joy. As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a small vortex light up beside Howard. The small vortex turned around and gradually condensed into a figure. .

This is an elegant and beautiful lady, she has beautiful golden hair, gentle and clear eyes, like a flowing ocean.

She's much more honest than the moustache gentlemen.

Almost the moment she opened her eyes, her eyes were covered with a thin layer of water droplets.

She walked over quickly, kissed Tony's forehead softly with tears in her eyes, then turned around, and hugged Ah Shuang gently.

The winner of life Shuang: This, it's... I'm embarrassed _(:з」∠)_

Tony stood aside with his arms folded, and gave a low laugh. He looked at the lady in front of him with a gentle expression, his face was gentle and calm.

He suddenly remembered the story his mother told him when he was a child.

She said: "Every parent who loves their child will eventually become a star in the sky to protect him."

His parents did not become stars, but they kept their promises, accompanied him, guarded him, and never left.