Daily life [Zhongyingmei]

Little Benny, who was sleeping deeply, had no idea what happened in reality.

In fact, he was not like this before. Benny would wake up with a little movement around him, and his constant vigilance had completely merged with him.But since the first crossing, meeting Tony Stark on a desert island, and starting the series of dreams——

As long as he falls into a dream, there is usually no way to wake him up if there is not a particularly loud movement.

This made Benny distressed, and it was also one of the reasons why he rejected dreams before.So Benny has been staying up all night during this time, trying every means to prevent himself from encountering dreams. He really hasn't had a dream for several days.

But now it's different...

Benny stood quietly in the familiar luxurious living room, looking around.He decided to change his mind, suppress his rejection of the dream first, and look for any other clues in the dream to verify his life experience.Just like the "Pepper Potts" that could be verified in reality last time.

In the dream, Tony Stark was dressed in a familiar outfit, with a black vest and loose overalls, as if he had just come out of the laboratory not long ago.His legs were crossed and stretched out, resting on the coffee table.But with his hands behind his head, he slumped comfortably on the sofa, watching TV absently while looking down at the big cub beside him.

The little boy had grown a lot since the last time Benny saw him.

His little golden curly hair is curled around his head, and he is wearing a blue and white striped plush one-piece pajamas, with the same plush bunny ear hood hanging from the back, which is very cute.The little boy had rosy cheeks and clear eyes. He was holding a crayon with great interest, lying on the sofa and scribbling on the drawing board in front of him.

There are several other colors of crayons lying around him, and Tony Stark has been staring at them with great concern, always ready to take them back when the big cub wants to stuff the crayons into his mouth, but the little boy is in this respect But he seems very clever. He has never tried it once, and he even knows how to change a crayon to draw.

"——Daddy!" The little boy's soft milky voice suddenly sounded, he held up the painting for credit, and couldn't wait to show it to Tony Stark.

"Huh? Finished drawing? Dad, take a look." The man with the moustache picked up the drawing board casually, and his eyes fell on the pile of colorful graffiti, and he suddenly stopped moving.

Benny also looked at it strangely, and his expression became indescribable.

What is this painting...? ?

Strange lines and colors are piled up on the paper, making it easy to see that it is a child's random graffiti.Although Benny vaguely felt that there was no logic in this painting, he really didn't understand his brain circuit at this time.

Benny was loathing himself, but Tony Stark in the dream didn't continue to be in a daze.The man with the moustache raised a hand abruptly, solemnly imitating the placards in the auction, and made a reserved evaluation: "50! Mr. Stark, your paintings are so good that I can't understand them." , This is the taste of the genius Tony!"

"..." The little boy was stunned, his caramel-colored eyes reflected his funny father's appearance, he thought he was playing with him, he was immediately amused, and started to "giggle" again.There were two dimples on the white and tender cheeks that had grown a lot of baby fat, and even the small teeth that were not fully grown in the mouth were exposed.

The little boy couldn't be happier.

"I should hang this work of art." Tony Stark rubbed his chin and continued to comment thoughtfully.He wasn't joking, and the next moment Stark actually started calling someone named "Happy".The fat man soon arrived at the villa, carefully framed the graffiti with wooden frames and glass panels, and then hung it on the wall—put it together with a gold and red oil portrait of Iron Man.

Now Tony Stark is finally satisfied.

"Baby radish, let mom see your paintings later." He began to hug the little boy in his arms, teasing his son in a good mood.

"..." Benny couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment, and he refused to think about it. This feeling finally made Benny wake up again, remembering what he planned to do in the dream.

He turned his eyes away and began to look carefully at the living room.

This feeling is very strange. When Benny focused on the father and son, his attention to other things around him became very low, as if he was automatically blocked in his subconscious.But now when Benny is consciously observing his surroundings, the details of the environment are magnified, and the sense of existence of the two people in the living room is gradually weakening.

On the table in the living room was an entire box of unpacked crayons, toy trains, messy building blocks, stacks of newspapers and magazines, a large woven fruit basket full of snacks, a TV remote control, half a glass of juice, a small desk lamp.There are more than a dozen photos on both sides of the TV cabinet in the distance.

Benny glanced at it and turned his attention to the pile of picture frames.

Some of the more than a dozen photos are photos of Pepper Potts and Tony Stark, some outside, some funny, and some wearing home clothes.Some of them are photos with "Happy", photos with Iron Armor, photos with a man in military uniform that I don't know, and the last part is a photo of a little boy, his own, a pair of photos, and a photo of three people Both.

The man with the moustache cheered and raised the newborn baby in his hands, with a smug smile on his brows and eyes.

Pepper Potts kisses a happy toddler in swaddle.

Wearing baby clothes, sitting in the arms of his father, an innocent and ignorant little boy, the father and son, one big and one small, have exactly the same smile from hair to eyes, to the reserved corner of the mouth.

"..." Benny's mood became more complicated.This pile of photos is really like another evidence left by him who lived in a happy family since he was a child.

These are too happy. Unlike the envy of the previous few times, Benny has a sense of absurdity... Is the person in the photo, the little boy in the dream, really himself?

He couldn't help walking over, blankly trying to see the photo frames at the back of the TV cabinet.

"...!!" Benny was shocked suddenly and was shocked.

He saw a long group photo.

Tony Stark in armor, Mister Rogers in Captain America uniform, high school student Peter Parker in red and blue tights, Mr. Wayne in black uniform, and agent Romanov with short white hair?Agent Patton holding a longbow, a man in military uniform in a photo of a battle armor?Even Mr. Banner, who I just met today?

There were a lot of other people that Benny didn't know at all, but they were all in good shape, and in their uniforms, they didn't seem like ordinary people.Everyone in the photo bears the marks of the battle, dust and blood, but the smile on the face is genuinely happy and satisfied. The background seems to be a barren land, and no more information can be discerned.

But based on what he saw so far, it was enough to shock Benny to some kind of conjecture.

…Mr. Rogers, he met Tony Stark with him, did they have contact before that, did they fight together?Even if they knew each other behind others' backs, what about Agent Romanov?Where's Mr. Banner?Did they also know each other or Stark beforehand?But today's conversation was obviously their first meeting.

The same goes for Peter Parker, Mr. Wayne, and Agent Button.If they've all known each other before, doesn't that mean they're all keeping it from Benny?

Benny, who stayed in place, had this serious guess in his heart, but he subconsciously felt that this was not the case.

Their demeanors are completely different. Could it be that everyone can act so realistically that he can't find any flaws?Why would a chairman of a big company like Mr. Wayne join forces with others just to hide from a child?And Stark, even though Benny hasn't known a man for long, he also feels that a narcissistic and arrogant man like Stark doesn't bother to lie to him.

Then the conclusion slid to an unbelievable place, but Benny couldn't stop guessing.

What if... what if Mr. Banner really met Stark for the first time today?

This guess was too terrifying, Benny felt chills all over his body just thinking about it, he didn't dare to think about what was going on in his dream.

……

Benny, who was very sensitive to it, suddenly woke up with an uncomfortable twisting sensation, gasping for air, barely able to breathe.

——This kind of fluctuation is very similar to his ability!

Before Benny opened his eyes, such thoughts flashed through his mind.

"——You? Ms. Romanov, you?!" Peter Parker suddenly stuttered in surprise, and his little voice came from across the room, sounding a little frightened.

Benny also felt that he was tied up again in the next moment. He opened his eyes still gasping for breath, and was shocked to find that his group had returned to the square room on the second floor and was firmly tied to the iron frame.

What made Benny lose his mind the most was that he followed Peter Parker's gaze and saw Agent Romanov being tied up! !

"J?" Tony Stark didn't hesitate at all, and reflexively called out the smart butler first.But the golden-red battle armor fell motionless at his feet, in an inactive state, and the small pile of disassembled parts on the ground was gone.The iron door was tightly closed.

The tied red-haired woman blinked her eyes with such a vivid expression.

"..." Tony and Mr. Banner at the edge of the room looked at each other, and their expressions suddenly became heavy.Judging by the reaction, everyone remembers what happened just now, but the fact is obvious, everything here has been "reset"!Is this really a room escape game dominated by mysterious forces?

"What happened just now?" Natasha seemed to be calmly asking, but if you looked closely, you could see faint sweat stains on her face.

As an agent who has gone through life and death many times, she has long been used to the feeling of being on the verge of death, but she has never felt as terrible as before. She seems to have really "died" once.

Now everyone is tied up here again, and everything seems to have never happened.However, Natasha couldn't convince herself that it was just a hallucination just now, it was so realistic and terrifying.

"Volatility..." Benny said suddenly, recalling the feeling he felt when he was awakened just now, as if he knew what was going on somewhere.But the boy's voice became lower and lower, and finally became extremely dry. He said the conclusion in a low voice and with difficulty, "It is the power I feel that brings us back to a few hours ago..."

Benny couldn't go on.

This kind of fluctuation in the big house can take them back to a few hours ago.This fluctuation is similar to his magic power.His magical power can take everyone to travel to strange places in order to replenish energy from time to time.His magic power has the same origin as that green gemstone... Ancient One Mage told him that he just needs to wait, and he will know the truth later.

"Benny? Kid? Your complexion is a bit bad." Tony Stark said suddenly, trying to interrupt Benny's thoughts.The man with the mustache raised his eyebrows casually, but there was a hint of concern in his eyes.

Benny raised his head, looked deeply into those caramel-colored eyes, and pursed his lips tightly without speaking.

Why does he have magic powers?Why does his magic power replenish energy from time to time?Why does he feel that the fluctuation of "returning to the past" is very familiar, and he must be able to master this ability well?Why did he just have to wait and the truth would be known later?Why in the photo in the dream, people who just met today are already familiar with each other?

Is he really him?Is he really eight years old this year, and has he spent the past few years wandering?He was the son of Stark and Potts, but why didn't they know his birth or his existence?

"Romanov... Ms."

Benny's voice was so dry and hoarse that it was frighteningly dry. He cleared his throat and tried to put on a normal expression but failed completely. Unable to control his pale face, he asked, "Do you like short white hair?"