when actor met avenger

…Tony Natasha

The rain was heavy, it was the torrential rain that Gabay had ever seen, and the pain of the rapid and dense rain hitting the back of his hand made Gabay withdraw his hand.

She was holding an umbrella, standing under the eaves, a little dazed.

She didn't know if she could send him away, in this heavy rain that was turned into everyone's retention.

"Miss, can you tell me where this is?"

Gabai turned his head, and there was a man in red armor standing under the eaves. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but there was no emotion in his eyes that could smile, as if his eyes were falling into the starry sky, which made Gabai stunned.

"...Death." Gabai replied subconsciously.

"What?" Tony was a little puzzled. There was really nothing to pay attention to in the surrounding environment. Except for the eaves, other places were surrounded by torrential rain. If it wasn't for the lamp, Tony felt that he might lose sight of the person in front of him. Can't see clearly.

Gaby took a deep breath and eased his emotions, "I think you should know, sir."

"This is the entrance to death."

This is the first time Gabai explained to others.

Of course Tony knew, he clearly remembered every scene before coming here, his wife's calling, accompanied him here, and every calling made his heart ache.

"Where am I going?" Tony asked pretending to be relaxed, hiding his sadness.

"No need, sir, you don't need to hide anything here." Gabai didn't continue to look at him, but just faced the rain that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

Tony seemed to be crushed by something, without pretending to have a relaxed smile, he looked extremely tired, slumped on the bench, leaning against the wall, the beating heart in his chest seemed to be completely swallowed by the heavy rain in front of him Same.

"You can't even go there now," she said.

"You can ask whatever you want, anything, and I can tell you," she added.

"Can I see Pepper and Morgan?" Tony almost lost his expression, and when he heard this sentence, there was a little light in his eyes.

Gabai didn't speak, a section of the rainstorm seemed to stop, the gathered rainwater opened up a mirror, Tony probed his head, and he saw the picture there clearly.

It was a funeral, his funeral.

"Turn it off." Tony withdrew his gaze and stopped looking. He didn't want his last look at them to be so heavy, and he didn't want them to cry.

Tony closed his eyes, and all the previous images flew past his eyes. He wanted to laugh and cry, but in the end he didn't show any other expressions.

"When will this rain stop? When can I go?" Tony opened his eyes, full of sadness.

Gabai didn't speak, and stood there staring at the rain, as if in a daze.

It was quiet for a long time, and Tony waited for a while, but he didn't plan to ask any more questions before Gaby's answer.

He began to peel off the armor from his body little by little, as if he was guarding some treasure, putting the armor back together little by little.

The rain was still so heavy, and it showed no signs of stopping. Tony listened to the sound of the rain for a long time, and his restless heart slowly recovered.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the armor he had put together, and smiled.

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground made Tony look up, and also awakened Gabai. In the heavy rain, the figure holding an umbrella was getting closer, and Tony almost subconsciously got up from the ground.

He opened his mouth, and countless words came to his mouth, but he only called out the name "Natasha..."

"Long time no see." Putting the umbrella away, she hooked her finger on the handle and turned it around. The splash of water hit Tony's face. Natasha smiled, "Tony."

"I didn't go far, and turned back." Seeing Gabai looking at herself, Natasha explained.

"It's raining really hard, and it's also very cold." Natasha looked at the sky, and it was the same on the day she came. The dark clouds and heavy rain hit her heart one after another.

She cried, standing in the rain on the day she came, and no one knew.

"Do you want to wait until you're younger?" Natasha sat on the bench, patted her, and Tony also sat down.

"Wait." Tony nodded.

The two sat side by side, watching the rain.

"Did you win?" Natasha asked.

"Win, a lot of people came back." Tony replied, "The last stop was a big scene."

"It's a pity that I didn't see it." Natasha didn't ask why Tony was talking about many people instead of everyone.

"Yeah..." In the middle of speaking, Tony suddenly turned his head to look at Gabriel, and Natasha followed suit. "Can we watch it?" Tony asked her.

"..." Gabai was under a lot of pressure, and the two people in front of her were not something she could easily deal with. After thinking twice, she nodded.

The same position just now, the mirror where Tony had placed his funeral, changed the scene.

"What a tragedy." Natasha smiled, softening her brows and eyes.

"indeed."

"It's a good thing we won."

"correct."

I don't know when the rain became lighter, pattering, knocking on the eaves, making a crisp sound.

"Let's go," Tony said.

"Well, let's go." Natasha nodded.

Gabay's consciousness was a little fuzzy, she sat cross-legged on the ground, she was there from the beginning of the picture, the sound of two people getting up made her wake up a little bit, and rubbed her eyes.

She only saw two people holding umbrellas, drifting away in the rain, and the breeze brought the two people whispering and smiling.

When she was fully awake, the sky cleared, and the light of the sun forced her to squint her eyes. She hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

Those two people left, and what remained was the pile of armor that Tony put together to sit cross-legged.

"Here it is for you, child."

Armor's eyes lit up, and he said those words.

...

Morgan Stark received a gift when she was 12, a metallic box tied with a pink bow, and just a greeting card.

It read: Here it is for you, kid, have fun.

No one knows where that gift came from, the one that popped up in the living room so her mom even invited the Avengers to check it out.

Morgan looked at the greeting card, and she always felt that she had seen this font before. She looked at the bow, and she could loosen it with just a slight tug.

She wanted to open it, and she did, amidst the worried calls of many people.

What appeared in front of them was something they were not familiar with.

The golden-red armor was polished very new, if it weren't for some scratches on it, it would be as if it was really new.

Everyone stopped moving, and it was quiet for a while.

"Here it is for you, child."

"I love you three thousand times."

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