[Zhongyingmei] Who is my father?

Joyce sat for a long time on the bank.

Zero didn't pay much attention at first, thinking that the opponent was still recovering his strength.However, he waited until the wet clothes on the two of them were blown dry by the wind, and the other party was still looking down at his hands without any movement, and finally realized that his always decisive and focused secondary personality seemed to be in a daze for a long time .

"Joe?"

Reaching out to cover the other's shoulders, Zero called softly, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes.

"Huh?...Ah, sorry, I was just thinking about something else."

Startled by the opponent, he almost touched the knife hidden in his sleeve.When Joyce realized that the person sitting next to him was Zero, he relaxed from the sudden tension, but intentionally or unintentionally avoided his gaze.

"What happened?" The hand on Joyce's shoulder snapped hard.Although Zero can't see what's going on in his mind now, no one in this world knows Joyce better than him. The man's expression looks calm now, but Zero just knows that he clearly has a huge secret hidden in his heart. And deep pain.

Joyce said nothing.

"Tell me, what happened?!" Zero's expression became even more impatient, and he put his empty right hand on the other's shoulder, exerting strength constantly, as if silently insisting on asking for a definite answer.

Feeling that the bone was crying out on the verge of breaking under Zero's strength, Joyce bit his lip, not knowing how to answer his question.He couldn't force himself to lie to the other party, let alone tell the cruel truth.Otherwise, with Zero's personality, once he knows that the impact of his genetic collapse has been superficial, he will never look at this matter calmly, and will definitely rush into every Hydra base he can find, desperately looking for a solution.

He couldn't put him in such danger that it might drive someone crazy.

not to mention……

Covering Zero's wrist, feeling his pulse, which is the same as his own but completely opposite.Joyce knew that in this body that came back in time from the future, there was no trace of his secondary personality, only the original and complete Zero.And if they really ended up like this in the future, plus the genetic collapse that can no longer be concealed now, then the only reason why he would choose to self-destroy can only be because, that is the last way to save everything.

That is, the future selves have not found their paternal genes at all.

Or... he actually found it, but still found that it couldn't save Zero from this hopeless destruction.

His lips were bitten even tighter, and the tip of his tongue even tasted the bloody taste of teeth piercing his lips.Joyce tightened his palm and returned it with the same force.Looking at Zero's eyes with unprecedented focus, and unprecedented force and determination.

"I can't tell you, at least not right now." Reflecting the pupils of the other party's sudden constriction, Joyce said word by word. While stabbing Zero, he also drew a bloody scar on his heart: "But I swear, I will never give up... I will never abandon you willingly, even if I die."

The person he has been watching since he was born, the person who was born for him, will never be willing to let the other person wander alone in this world.

"Joe..."

"I said, I can't lose you either!!" Suddenly raised the volume, roaring hopelessly like a desperate beast.Joyce interrupted Zero who was about to say something, grabbed the other's wrist and pulled him in front of him, so close that every breath seemed to be intertwined with each other: "Without you, my existence What's the point?!"

Perhaps what he finally saw was him leaving without a trace.But only Joyce knew that the moment he made that decision, what he lost was not only the life named 'Joyce'.

"Can you understand?!!"

Zero was stunned for a moment before seeing such an out-of-control Joyce.And before he could react, Joyce had let go of him as if he had been scalded, forcing all the intense emotions back to the deepest corner of his heart, taking a deep breath, trying to restore his normal tone and expression.

"Sorry, forgive me."

He lowered his eyes, and a layer of mist quickly formed in his eyes, like the never-ending torrential rain in the forest.However, a high wall was built on the surface again: "I didn't mean to yell at you... eh!"

However, before the words were finished, Zero, who could no longer bear it any longer, suddenly pushed him to the ground forcefully, pressing his whole body on Joyce and covering his mouth.

"Don't apologize to me like that..."

He looked at Joyce with an attitude that was about to bite Joyce to death, his eyes were red, but there was unconcealable fear and pleading in his tone.

"Don't scare me like that, Joe." He buried his face in the other's collar and took a deep breath.The cheek was pressed against the most fragile neck, as if feeling the rhythm of his blood, and as if greedily absorbing the temperature of his skin: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it... I won't force you."

If it would hurt Joyce to speak out, Zero would rather be kept in the dark.He can do too little for the other party, but he always asks for too much.He knew that Joyce would not be so abnormal for no reason, but as long as the other party could feel better, he was willing to wait and find the answer by himself, as long as his secondary personality didn't show this kind of expression...which made him feel desperate.

"..."

He didn't speak, but just stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Zero's back, with such force that he wanted to crush the other party completely and melt into his blood and bones.Joyce looked at the blue sky above his head, slowly closed his eyes, let the familiar atmosphere surround him, and the uncontrollable emotions in his heart finally gradually calmed down.

For the first time since he could remember, he was so out of control.

...It's really embarrassing.

He could feel Zero hugging him too hard, almost strangling all his ribs.With one hand up, Joyce tucked his fingers into Zero's soft hair, with a focused and sincere expression, as if he was embracing his entire world.

He doesn't want to die.

He wouldn't let Zero die either.

And if the consequences of genetic collapse were to be eliminated, Joyce knew that he had to start doing some things now.

He has no time to hesitate.

"Zero."

Finally, with nostalgia, he gently covered the forehead of the other party with his lips.Joyce took a deep breath and called out, "We should go."

"Can't you stay here forever?"

A muffled voice came from his neckline. The warm breath from Zero when he spoke fell on Joyce's sensitive side neck, successfully making him stiff, and the expression in his eyes not only returned to normal, but also became more helpless.

"Let's go."

Said softly, as if coaxing a child.Joyce pulled the opponent's hair a little harder, causing Zero to stand up sullenly, with an unhappy expression on his face.

However, after taking a thorough look at Joyce and confirming that the other party has really returned to normal, Zero no longer has any dissatisfaction.And kept his promise, without asking him a word.They just walked on the shoulder of the road side by side, pried a car on the side of the road with ease, and drove away from this area.

"Where do you want to go?"

Sitting in the cab first, Zero held the steering wheel and turned his head to ask.

"Just walk around," Joyce replied.

Nodding, Zero silently started the car and drove into the busy traffic of New York.

Speechless all the way.

As efficient killers, Joyce and Joyce rarely wandered the streets aimlessly like this.Although just now experienced a hysteria by the Xiangdong River, it is very clear that what should be done at this time is to go home and sleep with your head covered, but neither of them made this suggestion. Instead, they opened the car windows and let the wind fill the air. The silent carriage, instead of them, continues to ferment the constant embarrassment, but it is far from comfortable silence.

Zero was still worried about himself, and Joyce knew that.

Suddenly discovering the fact that he was experiencing a genetic breakdown, he could be forgiven for not controlling his emotions.But Joyce didn't think that he was really so weak that he would not be able to face the reality that he had reminded himself thousands of times.The fact is, however, that during Zero's interrogation, he did, for a moment, find himself experiencing hysteria.This has nothing to do with reason, but the only reason he can do it—

"why are you laughing?"

Sensitively capturing the suppressed smile in the other party's throat, Zero looked back at Joyce in puzzlement.

"I'm laughing at myself."

Arm resting on window sill, right hand resting chin.Joyce squinted his eyes, feeling the wind from the pavement blowing up the hair on his forehead, not caring whether it would be blown into a chicken coop, looking very comfortable.

"Didn't you notice?" He replied with great interest, whether it was the emotional outburst or the fatigue after the outburst, it was novel enough for him, but it was not as good as—"I seemed to be acting like a baby to you just now Bar."

"..." Zero didn't speak, but judging from the fact that he drove the car into a Model S, he was indeed shocked by this statement.

"You see, if it was normal, even if I was about to die, I wouldn't have such big mood swings."

Not knowing whether he was really thinking seriously or just trying to tease Zero, Joyce carefully argued with his fingers, and watched the other's ears gradually turn into a lovely pink with amused smile:

"Don't you think I'm weak just because you're by my side...because I know you'll always put up with everything about me and can't help but want your comfort? So being coquettish seems to work? "

"...I can hold you all day if you want."

He replied coolly, knowing that the other party was teasing him, Zero gave Joyce a hard look, and then refocused his eyes on the road in front of him: "I can also solve everything for you, but you don't want to tell me."

"Yes, yes, I deserve it."

He answered such a sentence without sincerity.Joyce raised the corner of his mouth, recalled today's wonderful experience, and couldn't help but want to sigh:

"Anyway, I probably won't have a more unlucky time than now."

However, the voice just fell.He felt a warning from instinct, reminding him to pay attention to his surroundings.And Zero had already adjusted the rearview mirror, and after taking a look, his already unhappy face became even more gloomy.

Joyce: "..."

"Okay, I take back what I said earlier."

Glancing at the off-road vehicle quietly trailing behind them in the rearview mirror, the former killer classmate sighed, rolling his eyes as if he wanted to roll his eyelids to the sky:

"We've always had worse times."