[Comprehensive Yingmei] The target of the task came to the door

In the nursing home, after the two had finished a harmonious Chinese meal, Ian couldn't hold back and yawned. Natural tears leaked from the corners of his eyes, and his peach blossom eyes became more hazy.

"Would you like to sleep for a while?"

"Okay, please call me if you feel uncomfortable." Ian dragged his body and fell on the small bed next to him, his breathing quickly became even.

The sleeping Ian looked peaceful, his thick and slender eyelashes cast a small shadow under the eyelids, and seemed to completely overlap with the Ian in his memory.

Steve didn't dare to look any more, took a thin blanket to cover it up, and went lightly onto the hospital bed.With nothing to do and unable to fall asleep, I thought about it and took out the mobile phone in the drawer.

There is already a contact in the address book, it is Ian.Steve raised his mouth and stared at the names in the address book for a long time, as if he wanted to see a flower.

Entering the contact information in memory into the mobile phone, Steve remembered the chat software recommended by Natasha, and planned to download it at this time, and register a chat account by the way.

Returning to the main screen, the chat is on the list, Steve clicks on it, and the login is successful.The only friend—Ian—was also lying on the chat interface. Steve's heart felt warm instantly, and the corners of his mouth opened wider and wider.

"Nice to meet you." Steve sat upright with a serious expression, as if he was in a very formal and important meeting, and fumbled with his fingers to type this sentence.starting....

The moment it was sent out, the notification sounded in the quiet ward, making Steve tremble with fright, and guiltily turned his gaze to the sleeping Ian.

Luckily it didn't wake him up.Steve held his breath, making sure that Ian was sleeping soundly, before returning to normal breathing.

His eyes fell back to the chat interface, only the solitary sentence that was sent just now, but Steve, who was holding his mobile phone, watched with satisfaction.

We're one step closer, which is great!

After an unknown amount of time, Steve, who had finally had enough fun, clicked on the address book again, found Natasha's name, thought for a moment, and sent a message.

"I'm fine, I'll be back in a few days."

Natasha, who hadn't closed her eyes for two days, took the last sip of life-extending coffee and stared at the computer screen motionless, trying to find some clues.

Her eyes were sore, Natasha blinked, looking tired and irritable.Who the hell is that Ian, who can block the world's top tracking technology and disappear without a trace?Could it be that he hid underground, or ran to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean?

Picking up the mobile phone on the table, there was an unread message. Natasha's heart skipped a beat and she clicked on it.He stood up abruptly, knocked down the chair with a clatter, and the documents on the table were scattered all over the floor.

Is it the captain?This is the captain, right?

Natasha stared at this strange number in disbelief.

Soon another message came in. I'm Rogers.

Natasha was almost weeping with joy, she clicked on the number at the first time, and hung up the moment she connected.

No, what if the captain is inconvenient to answer the phone now?

Even after receiving the message of Steve's well-being, Natasha now dare not make any definition of Ian's sudden disappearance with Captain America.These two days have been really weird.

"Where are you? How many days will you be back? Do you want to pick you up?" Natasha asked three times in one breath.

After sending the message, call Fury.

"Baldhead, baldhead, there's news from the captain!" Natasha was so excited that she couldn't call Fury by her usual private address, and she called it twice.

……

"What news? Tell me quickly." Fury, who was in a hurry, didn't notice it at all, or didn't care if he noticed it.

"He sent me a message saying he's fine and he'll be back in a few days."

"That's it?"

"That's it." Natasha was stunned by Fury's voice, and she took the phone away. "Isn't that enough? At least now we know that the captain is not in danger."

"What if the other party confuses us in order to delay time?" Fury continued the conspiracy theory, "Have you found the location?"

"Checking." Natasha clamped the phone between her ears and her shoulders, typing quickly on the keyboard.

After a while, Natasha was discouraged and said, "No, I can't find out. I just sent a message to ask the captain where he is now."

"Send the phone number to Tony to try." Fury rubbed the floor back and forth like spikes on his legs, "Has the captain returned the message?"

Natasha looked at the information bar and said disappointedly, "No."

"Call him," Fury ordered.

"Let me try."

After 1 minute, the two phones were connected again.

"How about it?"

"The phone over there hung up as soon as it was connected." Natasha couldn't help but began to favor Fury's thoughts.

"What about Ian?"

"There was no useful information other than what he wanted us to see."

Soon the phone vibrated, "It's not convenient for me to talk now, so don't pick me up, that's all."

What is the captain doing?Was it that hard to tell her where he was?Did he even know that S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters had been mobilized to find him?Natasha couldn't help being bald.

"Everyone is worried about you, please call back as soon as possible."

After sending this message, Natasha held onto her phone and did not let go, hoping to get a reply as soon as possible, but the message disappeared without a reply.

Naturally, there was nothing to gain from Tony.

The sun was setting, and the afterglow cast a faint golden light on the ward. Steve was lying on his side, staring at Ian's sleeping face intently, apparently maintaining this position all the time.

The phone rang, and Steve thought it was his phone, and hurriedly turned it out from under the pillow, but it turned out to be a black screen.

The ringing continued, and Ian turned over on the small bed, closed his eyes and took out his mobile phone, and replied in a confused voice, "Hello."

"Well..., okay, I see, I will go back as soon as possible, thank you."

Steve has excellent hearing, but only vaguely hears words like "apartment," "robot," and "crazy" coming from the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Ian, who was drowsy from sleep, stood up for a while before lifting the thin blanket and sitting up. A few strands of hair cast a faint shadow on his forehead.

Steve, who casually picked up a book and pretended to be, asked, "Don't sleep for a while?"

"I won't sleep anymore, I won't be able to sleep at night." Ian shook his head, got up and poured himself a glass of water.

"Do you want it?"

"Okay." Steve scolded himself for being shameless and showing weakness, even asking others to help pour a glass of water, while enjoying Ian's busy work for him.

"Did something happen just now?" The tasteless drinking water made Steve drink a little sweetness.

"Oh, no big deal, the property called and said a crazy big green guy broke into my apartment and made a mess, but he got kicked out."

"How is home? Is the loss serious?" What Steve thought in his heart was, can he stay here for two more days, just as Ian can't go back for a while.

"A few pieces of glass were broken, and a few pieces of furniture were broken. The glass property has been replaced for me, and the broken furniture has also been cleaned up, but the two small ones are a bit miserable."

"Little one?" I didn't hear Natasha say that Ian had a child, and the water in the glass suddenly became dull.

"Oh, it's two little robots. I don't like outsiders at home very much. I bought two robots to clean and clean. They can also talk, so as not to be bored alone."

"You can find me later."

"what?"

"Call me to chat when you're bored." Steve squeezed the corner of the book tightly, not daring to look directly at Ian. "It just so happens that I'm alone."

"any time?"

"Well, anytime."

……

This guy is really...

Something called guilt began to grow and spread in the bottom of my heart.

For a long time, it was so long that Steve thought what he just said was too rash, and began to reflect on whether he was too addicted to it, and he had begun to regard the two people as one.

"Okay." Ian replied with a smile, "Don't find me annoying then."

I will never find you annoying.Steve was taken aback by the thought.

If this continues, can I really tell the difference?

Didn't he just want to see how his descendants are doing well at the beginning?

Thinking of having a chance to bring someone to his tomb to show him?

Contradictory and struggling emotions shrouded my heart like a denser and denser spider web, and the joy that had just risen fell to the ground with a thud, and it was shattered!

"Why don't you hurry back and have a look?" Steve put his eyes on the open book and forced himself to say this.Maybe he can no longer indulge himself like this, he has to try...

"Don't worry, I don't worry about you being here alone."

The determination he had finally made just now returned to his original form in an instant.Just this once, and I'll try to keep my distance in the future, Steve told himself.

"I'll go back with you."

"Ok?"

"I think I should be fine."

"Whether there is a problem is not up to you, it depends on what the doctor says."

"You can let the doctor check it now." Ian thought about him so much, he couldn't keep people here for temporary selfishness.

Noticing the man's firmness, Ian nodded helplessly in agreement.

"Then hurry up, there is still time to go back today." New Jersey is not far from New York, and it will not take long to drive.

Really just do what you say, and move quickly.Ian was a little funny again for a moment.

Soon, three or four doctors and nurses came in with testing equipment. The blood pressure, heartbeat, and breathing were normal, and the data of various indicators were also normal.It's just that the doctor suggested that it's best to rest for two more days and wait until the wound fully recovers.

"You can go back today, but you have to listen to the doctor and rest at home for the next few days." Ian finally agreed.

"Forget it, you can go home with me for a few days, I still don't feel at ease when you are alone at home." Worried that the detoxification pill's indefinite coma attribute has not been completely removed, Ian said flatly.

Ian is not someone who is entangled with his mother-in-law. Now that he has decided to use a new identity to get along with Steve, he will no longer look forward and backward, and shrink back.

Faced with such an invitation, Steve couldn't refuse at all. He was glad that he was not an outsider, but there was only one question in his mind. Ian didn't like outsiders going to his house, but he invited me over, so who am I?

"Okay." Not even angry.

"You change your clothes, I'll go out and wait for you, remember to bring all the clothes in the cabinet."

Two hours later, on the rooftop of the apartment building, Ian and Steve got off the helicopter.

"Dad, you're back." Xiao Ai heard a familiar voice coming from the stairs, and rolled to the top of the stairs, raising her head, her voice excited.

Ian paused when he went downstairs, embarrassment flashed by, and he forgot that there was still this.With a dry laugh, "Hehe, the robot is ignorant and barking."

The way the pot is thrown is called a snap.

Inexplicable little love...

"Dad, Xiaoxiu misses you..."

"Well, Dad..., I miss Xiao Ai too." Ian replied pretending to be calm, and was ashamed to call himself Dad anymore.

Xiao Ai found that there was a handsome blond and long-legged pot pot behind her. Thinking of the guarantee her father had given her before leaving home, Xiao Ai rushed to Steve's feet excitedly, raised her head, and her eyes turned into two small hearts.

"Mom...no...Daddy, hello, I'm Xiaoai, welcome home."

"..."

Ian's expression was chapped, wishing he could disappear in place.