[Zhongyingmei] Who is my father?

why is it you again?

Although he was only a little away from dying on the spot, Joyce still stared hard at the figure who appeared in such a timely manner, with a face written all over his face.As far as he is concerned, this guy's recognition is too high, not to mention the standard configuration of goggles and black masks, after passing by the cruise ship and the two times of haunting and disappearing downstairs in his apartment, he can tell the difference even if he only listens to the sound. It can be concluded that the person who suddenly ran out is indeed the faceless man himself.

Moreover, when and how he appeared here...

Looking at the circle of fire that hadn't completely dissipated in mid-air, Joyce secretly scolded Doctor Strange for being a nosy guy, but before he had time to say anything, he spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Don't get excited."

As if frightened by his embarrassed appearance, the man quickly dropped the gun in his hand and walked over to him.There was a hint of anxiety in the voice, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all, and he fumbled into Joyce's pocket containing the gene stabilizer without any explanation.

Not used to people so close.The former killer moved his hand, wanting to reach out and grab the opponent's hand, but his chest throbbed again, and he coughed blood so hard that he almost pulled his lungs out of his throat.

But after such a short delay, the mysterious man had already touched the stabilizer, and immediately took it out. Without even asking, he directly injected the light blue potion into Joyce's body.It seems that he is not afraid of giving the wrong medicine to the other party at all, and he is obviously very familiar with this process.

"you……"

Hydra can't do anything else, it's really good at doing these weird things.I could feel the potion spread out with the blood flow the moment it entered the body, exerting its effect in every corner. Joyce's complexion improved at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, because too much energy was spent , the body swayed suddenly, and the eyes gradually began to become gray.

"Why are you……"

Struggling to open his eyes, trying to complete the words, he found that his voice was as weak as a newborn cat meowing.Joyce gritted his teeth, and was about to hit his face with the metal arm to wake up, but the moment he raised his arm, someone understood his intention and caught his weak fist halfway.

"It's all right."

Holding his wrist, the other hand gently caressed his eyebrows.There was some kind of indescribable comfort and determination in the man's tone, as if he understood Joyce's unwillingness to show weakness, he lightly touched his forehead, as if he was comforting two restless people in one body at the same time. soul.

"Go to sleep." He knelt in front of him and murmured in a low voice, "Go to sleep, Joe."

I won't let anything happen to you.

This sentence seemed to have an indescribable magic power, and it instantly took away Joyce's remaining persistence.The warmth of the human body spread all the way through the blood through the hands covering his eyelids, and soon the drowsiness invaded his shaky mind.Before the final darkness swept in, he instinctively grabbed the opponent and held his right wrist. Although the palm was still warm and soft, he just felt that he seemed to have touched this unnatural feeling somewhere. Pass.

But soon, he didn't have the energy to think deeply about this issue.

The irresistible tiredness brought about by blood loss and exhaustion made him quickly sink into it. In the darkness, it seemed that overwhelming magnificent dreams exploded and transpired in his mind, completely shrouding him in the spreading shadow, and carried him to the memory and In front of the cracks in reality.

Joyce felt as if he could remember something.

Something... not very beautiful, but extremely important to me.

"I don't want to go on like this."

It was a voice he was familiar with, or to be specific, actually exactly like him.But Joyce knew very well that it did not come from his own mouth, but the heart-wrenching blood that belonged to the original personality of this body in a dark consciousness that was about to be separated.

It looks back in silence, and there is a silent blank around, as if its protagonist has always been immersed in the dead silence day after day, with no past and no future.

"I didn't want to do that, you know?"

The tone of the main character is very dazed, it can feel what kind of monstrous waves are churning in his calm heart all year round.He may not be able to tell what kind of emotion it is, but as a secondary personality born to complement the other party, it can easily know that it is clearly despair mixed with sadness and pain.

"I know." It sighed silently. "But that's not your fault either."

The protagonist did not answer, but was silent for a while.As the master of this body, no one can interfere with the decisions he makes.And it has already known his determination, and it knows that it cannot be shaken, it can only accept it, but it still wants to try to convince the other party.

But in the end, the protagonist is determined to go his own way.

"I can't control myself, so I won't show up easily again."

His voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and finally sank into the deepest layer of consciousness.He entrusted everything about himself to it, whether it was his name, abilities, or the few memories left.From now on, it is also him, and it is also the killing machine Zero cultivated by Hydra.

However, he believes it will do better than himself.

"If you're tired, go to sleep."

Sighing heavily, it turned around and walked in the opposite direction from the main character.The light from this world is getting bigger and bigger, pulling it up from the subconscious all the way.Before finally breaking the connection with the main personality, it seemed to think of something again, and said softly:

"Give me a name."

The protagonist seemed to be thinking for a while, and the voice came from afar.And that was the last word it heard.

"I want to call you Joyce, Joe."

From then on, "it" became "he", became Joyce, and also became a high wall blocking the wind and rain in the world.

This is a curse that people can never break free from.

but……

"Haney, Haney!"

A voice exploded in my ears like thunder.It's very annoying to be woken up while you're asleep, especially if the person is still like a fly and won't stop until they howl you up.Joyce frowned, trying to pretend he didn't hear it, but he was so annoyed that he couldn't help but open his eyes reluctantly.

"Wow! Hani, you're awake!!"

His vision gradually changed from blurred to clear, but before he could see what was going on around him, a big face suddenly barged in, almost scaring him back.The corner of Joyce's mouth twitched, and he swung his arm violently, hitting the opponent's nose directly.

"Ow!"

Unexpectedly, when the other party woke up, he exerted so much strength that Deadpool was caught off guard and was thrown straight to the ground.He covered his nose and rolled around on the ground a few times, trying to howl to gain sympathy, but when he glanced over from the corner of his eye, he found Joyce's face full of disgust. Literally got up.

"Seriously, Hani, are you okay?" Sitting back on the bedside table again, Deadpool glanced at the roommate who was still a little dazed, and his tone was rare and serious: "I was almost scared to death by you this time."

"I am fine."

It wasn't until then that I realized exactly where they were.Joyce's gaze swept from the big bed under him to the tightly drawn curtains. No matter how you look at it, it feels like a hotel room: "You brought me in?"

"You were lying dead on the main road with the octopus at that time. I can't let you be sent to the morgue with them. I need to find a comfortable place for you to rest."

As soon as he mentioned that he had managed to climb up from under the viaduct, and in the end he was greeted by a roommate who was unconscious and covered in blood, Wade felt like a fucking dog.At that time, he almost thought that Zero had played too much and killed himself and Hipaw playing together.It wasn't until he scrambled to the other party's side that he realized that Joyce's breathing was steady and his heartbeat was strong. Apart from his deep sleep and other problems, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.And alone, before Scotland Yard and MI[-] arrived, he left the scene with his roommate and found a fairly safe place to recuperate.

"I stole someone else's ID, booked rooms in several places, and then chose here." Happy to claim credit for the other party, Deadpool waved the six or seven room cards in his hand triumphantly: "Other places I also have arrangements, even if Hydra can track us down, it will take a little time, enough for us to rest."

"Well."

A nod was a sign of appreciation for him.Joyce thought for a few seconds, not really concerned about how to cover up his whereabouts, but thought of another question: "When you came over, I was the only one on the viaduct?"

"There's still a lot of hi paws. Deadpool answered truthfully.

"Isn't there any other weird guy on the scene?"

"No." Deadpool paused: "I thought you and I were weird enough."

"..."

Suddenly realizing that there was nothing wrong with saying that, Joyce was choked up for a moment and couldn't speak.However, he was sure that Wade hadn't met the faceless man, as if the man had saved his life and then left quietly, leaving him on the road like a salted fish, waiting After the dead servant crawled back from under the bridge, he picked himself up from the pile of dead people.

This service is bad.

Holding the quilt, Joyce thought so expressionlessly.Seeing that his roommate had almost woken up, Deadpool began to tearfully accuse Zero of how much he had gone too far. Not only did he not give him any sympathy, but he kicked him and Hipaw off the viaduct together.Hearing that, Joyce's head was dizzy, and he just wanted to fall back on the bed under the blanket, pretending that he had never woken up.

"Okay, okay, I'll make it up to you when I go back, I can do anything, okay?"

Annoyed by him wanting to murder his roommate.In the end, Joyce had to clean up the mess for Zero again, agreeing to a condition that he might regret ten seconds later, just to wave his hand to make Deadpool disappear in front of him.

"I love you so much, Hani!" Before the other party couldn't help smashing his head with another fist, Deadpool stopped as soon as he saw it, rolled from the bed to the door, opened the door and slipped out: "I Go and buy you some food and come back, you should have a good rest first!"

"Peng—"

The sound of the door closing echoed in the room, and finally fell back into silence.Joyce stared at the closed door for a while, and after confirming that it would not open suddenly, he sighed vicissitudes of life, and at the same time wondered for the umpteenth time whether he really had a problem with his roommate's taste.

Simply bald.

After thinking for a while, I finally decided to let myself go.Joyce touched the almost healed wound on his body, rolled out of bed with the quilt in his arms, and was going to pour himself a glass of water on the coffee table by the window.

But before his hand touched the teapot, he suddenly felt something, and looked up at the window where there was no movement.After hesitating for a while, he paced over and opened the closed curtains with a brush.

then.

"...This is the fourteenth floor, how did you climb up there?"

After a few seconds of silence, Joyce finally couldn't help but twitch his mouth as he looked at the annoying figure on the windowsill.