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

At the North Pole, the Fortress of Solitude, Ian sneezed while wrapped in Superman's cloak. This is a crystal clear crystal world, which is composed of huge crystal pillars interlaced in forests. It is presumed to be a secret base built by Superman after he disappeared.

Soon, Superman ran back with a lot of things.Wrapped in a thick, warm blanket and holding a cup of hot cocoa, Ian felt his whole body come alive.

Superman sat on the ground, holding Ian's ankle, and was helping him apply ice, with a serious and focused expression.

"Xiaojuan..." Ian hesitated.

"Huh?" Superman looked up at Ian, waiting for the next sentence.

Ian wrapped the blanket tighter, "Aren't you wondering why I'm still so young after so many years?"

Ian originally thought that there must be a lot of questions waiting for him, and he was ready to be bombed, but he didn't expect this guy to ask nothing.As for why he still appeared in women's clothing back then, time was really tight. He was worried that Superman's mind was stuck, and what if Superman didn't believe it when he came back wearing the appearance of an old lady.

"Didn't Dad put on makeup?" Superman said with a natural expression, as if he was still wondering why Ian had such a problem.

"..." Ian tugged at the corner of his mouth, momentarily at a loss for words.Ha ha, you really will find reasons for yourself.Should I say you have a big heart, or a big heart!

"This time... How long will it take this time?" Superman lowered his head again, unable to hide his disappointment.

Ian sighed, reached out and rubbed Superman's head, "No matter where I am, my love for you will never change."

"Why... must... must leave?" After holding back and holding back, Superman still didn't hold back, his tall figure revealed a child-like fragility.

"Xiao Juan, I think you should have guessed that I am not an ordinary experimenter. It is impossible for me to take you away under the noses of the military and S.H.I.E.L.D. I... I belong to a mysterious and powerful Organization, sorry, I can only tell you so much."

The ice pack was almost done, put down the ice pack, Superman looked at the knee that was close at hand, he couldn't help leaning his head on it like when he was a child, his voice was muffled.

"Is there... is it dangerous?"

Ian smiled and said, "Big fool, can I still sit here if I'm in danger?"

"Although I am not by your side, I know everything about you. The big reporter of "Planet Daily", the superhero of the earth, has saved many people, prevented Zod from invading, and has a beautiful girlfriend." The last sentence With the taste of usual ridicule.

Superman's face was hot, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Xiaojuan, you did a good job." Ian said in a relieved tone, not forgetting to remind him, "But, I hope you learn to protect yourself and don't let that ring go away again."

"I...I remembered." Superman felt a wave of shame welling up in his heart again, for his gullible self.But this incident is also good, isn't it, isn't Dad back?Even though the meeting was short and the next meeting was unknown, Superman felt satisfied at this moment.

Time is like the sand that can't be kept between the fingers. Despite all kinds of reluctance and procrastination, Superman still has to accept the fact of parting again.At Ian's request, the helicopter was waiting in a remote place. Before boarding the helicopter, Ian explained in a threatening manner.

"You are not allowed to use your ability to follow me, and don't think about investigating secretly. I guarantee that I am very safe. That organization is not something you can touch, unless you don't want to see me again."

Superman nodded reluctantly.

"And one last thing to emphasize, no matter who asks in the future, they are not allowed to reveal any information about me, not even my name, remember?"

Superman quickly said that he remembered it. Since last night, Dad Yi has told him countless times, and he can recite it fluently.

"Hug, I should go." Ian took the initiative to open his arms, Superman embraced cherishingly, and finally let go reluctantly under Ian's urging.

Watching the helicopter leave until it was no longer to be seen, Superman exerted the greatest willpower in his life before suppressing the urge to follow.

As long as he knows that Papa Yi is fine, Superman comforts himself in this way, and Papa Yi has been paying attention to him all the time?There is a hint of sweetness in the bitterness of parting.

Putting aside his frustration, Superman was about to go home. Louise was probably worried after not going back all night, right?

The careful Ian didn't go back to the apartment directly, but instead went to a villa he had never lived in, changed a new set of clothes there, and left in a low-key car.

Ian didn't sleep all night, and Ian was so sleepy that his eyelids kept fighting. When he was going to stop Superman yesterday, Ian put the two robots, Xiao Ai and Xiaoxiong, into sleep mode just in case, and he still had the face of a blonde woman in the morning Ian went back to the apartment without any psychological burden, didn't take a shower, changed into his pajamas, threw himself on the soft bed, and fell asleep.

This sleep was extremely heavy, and when Ian woke up, he was still sleepy and drowsy. He was so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back after not eating for a day, and he dug out his phone in a daze. It was already six o'clock in the evening. After ordering dinner at the restaurant I eat most often, I rolled over the quilt twice, preparing to go back to sleep again.

Ian was woken up by the sound of the doorbell, and he dragged his sprained left foot in a dazed sleep, without even wearing a shoe, squinting his eyes and moving down the stairs step by step.Before opening the door, he yawned a lot, and the physiological tears made his blue eyes hazy and crystal clear.When he saw someone coming at the door, Ian woke up completely with a jolt.

Fuck, how could it be this guy?He is not?

what time is it now?Regardless of what time it is, my 24-hour statute of limitations has not passed yet, bad luck! ! !

The hair scattered around the neck, without looking down, Ian knew that he was still the blonde girl at the moment.It's too shameful to be seen by three boys in women's clothing in one day, although two of them don't know the inside story.Ian felt a suffocating feeling that he couldn't breathe, and he wished he could pass out as soon as he rolled his eyes.

etc!Ian's eyes finally landed on the brightly colored roses, and his body gradually froze in place.

Let me think about it... Is today Valentine's Day?

He seems to have said that today he wants to confess his love?

But he is holding a large bouquet of roses, dressed like a dog, ah, what does it mean to appear so handsome in front of me?

Could it be... Could it be... Could it be that you want me to cheer him up?

Oh, why do I feel that this reason is far-fetched.

Wearing a well-tailored suit and meticulously combed hair, Steve even sprayed a very light men's perfume. With an excited mood, holding carefully selected roses, he came to his sweetheart's house full of joy. in front of the door.Before ringing the doorbell, he recited the words he had secretly practiced for a day from beginning to end three times. He felt that there would be no mistakes, so he rang the doorbell with trembling hands and waited, holding his breath.

Steve had envisioned various possible outcomes of this confession, and the worst was that Ian couldn't accept the stern rejection for a while.But it doesn't matter, as long as Ian understands what he wants, then he has the right to pursue it openly, and he doesn't have to be as cautious as before.But all the results did not include the possibility in front of him. Steve's smile froze directly on his face, as if wearing a ridiculous mask.A heart-penetrating coolness rose from the soles of his feet, swept across his spine, and went straight to his brain. Steve couldn't help shivering. His body, which was slightly hot from excitement and tension, fell into an ice cave in an instant, falling from heaven to hell. That's all.

In front of her was a tall, blond, blue-eyed woman, wearing Ian's pajamas, her hair was casually draped, her face had an astonishing rosy color, and she was just waking up, her eyes like sapphires Surprised, it widened slightly, with a glistening color.Standing at the door like this, what happened to her and Ian in this room is very clear.

Steve, you are one step too late!Huge despair seized his heart in an instant, as if a ruthless hand pierced through his chest, grabbed the fragile heart, and pulled it wantonly, making Steve unable to breathe, unable to think. Feeling dizzy, the tall figure couldn't help shaking.

Why did his face suddenly become so ugly, all blood was lost, and it was as white as a ghost, and there seemed to be a kind of heart-wrenching despair.And his eyes, those eyes that always shone with a gentle light and a charming color, seemed to have been completely darkened, becoming the eyes of dead fish with dull dullness.

Ian finally realized that something was wrong, and thought of the most impossible possibility in the light of calcium carbide, so this is... this is... the point after the reunion

Bit by bit, like frames of high-definition pictures, those strange performances, weird behaviors, excessive intimacy, vague ambiguity, secretive words, and unclear words... all seemed to have reasonable explanations.

How could he like a man?

Still in love with me?

Since when?

All this is unbelievable, the key point is that I have always raised him as a cub, so I shouldn't have done anything excessive to make him misunderstand, right?

Also, my current identity is that of my own nephew. How did this strange development come about?

Ahhhh... Can someone come out and explain it to me!

Ian gradually became irritable, and wished he could bang his head against the wall, and simply fainted, so as not to face the cruel reality.

I'm stupid, I'm so stupid, I'm as stupid as grandma!Such an obvious hint why I didn't find out earlier, as long as I think a little more, this tragic misunderstanding scene tonight will not happen. Fortunately, I have always boasted that I am very smart, and it is a living large-scale face-slapping scene!

Thinking about it in my own shoes, someone deliberately chose a day like Valentine's Day, and came to confess with nervousness, but the door was opened by a strange woman, who acted like I had already entered the room first.This not only hurts the person thoroughly, but also flays the skin and cramps to death. Stabbing with a knife is even more enjoyable than this!

Ciao, commit a crime!Ian turned on the runaway mode in his heart.

"I... Where's Ian?" Steve lowered his eyelids, his voice trembling uncontrollably, making the final confirmation without hope, as if to make himself completely give up.

"Upstairs...upstairs..." Ian gritted his teeth, "take a shower."

Now that he has misunderstood, let's just misunderstand it to the end. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, so we can't give him hope anymore.And right now he can't change into Ian, if this guy insists on rushing in, wouldn't he want to reveal his secrets.

So, Steve, there is a vast forest waiting for you outside, don't hang on to my tree.Forget it, don't be too sad, people like me are not worth it at all!

"Oh……"

After a dead silence, Ian heard a response that was almost inaudible.

The rose seemed to be too heavy to hold anymore, and he held it in his hand casually. Steve turned his body mechanically like a zombie, moved his feet and walked towards the elevator like a ghost, his staggering appearance seemed to weigh a thousand catties under his feet.

Ian subconsciously took a step forward, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing.What can he say now?What's the face to say?Is it wrong to say anything?

Watching Steve walk into the elevator, Ian closed the door, but his heart became more and more uneasy, and all kinds of thoughts rushed into his mind, causing him to be in a mess.Ian didn't even have time to think about it. Apart from shock, worry, and remorse, he didn't feel any unacceptable discomfort when he learned the truth.

Is it really okay to let him go like this?His state just now looked very wrong. Will there be any accidents on the road?

No no no, impossible!That's Captain America, who can survive being frozen in the ice for decades, the proper protagonist, nothing will happen to him.

But...but he looked so sad, his whole soul seemed to fly away from his body.God, what's the matter!God are you playing with me?I had just resolved the internal strife between the two brats, and when I came back, I hadn't even caught my breath, and another brat almost confessed his love to him, so Dao Lei struck me to death and let it go.

No, instead of worrying in vain at home, it's better to follow up and take a look. If something really happens, it's too late to regret it, and Ian will do it.The sprained ankle has been recuperated, at least not like the one he didn't dare to move like last night, he endured the pain and quickly changed his clothes, hid his blond hair in the hat, and didn't dare to delay going out for a moment.

When I got out of the elevator, I saw Steve standing on the steps outside the apartment door in a daze, as if he didn't know which direction to go.After a while, he picked a direction, and Ian fell far behind like a thief.

At a glance, the road is almost full of couples in pairs, and there are many men and women who kiss directly and passionately.The always straight back bent into a slumped arc, as if it was completely crushed by something, and his thoughts seemed to have drifted to another place, a very far away place, leaving only a body here .Ian couldn't see Steve's expression, and he couldn't see where he was going with his toes.

Aimless, Steve, who just keeps walking forward, has empty eyes, and the whole person is in a state of emptiness. Everything around him becomes illusory in his eyes, and passers-by come and go. Floating shadows, brightly lit buildings turned into big glowing monsters.He didn't know where to go, he just followed his instinct and kept walking, walking...

He's not going to just walk home like this, is he?Ian dragged his injured foot, hidden in the bustling crowd, and followed slowly.At the beginning, the pain in the ankle was still within the tolerable range. After a while, every time he took a step, there was a heart-pounding pain. Cold sweat climbed up his forehead and soaked his back. A gust of cold wind blew, and Ian couldn't help shivering.He didn't intend to stop, he just put the weight of his body on his right foot slightly, with that unhurried pace, if you don't look carefully, you can't see the injury on your left foot at all.

For the first time in history, Ian felt a deep sense of helplessness. What should he do?How should I face this person in the future?Could it be that we can only be strangers without seeing each other?But he seems to be used to his existence... Why is this guy so stupid, it's not good to like anyone, but he just likes him!The nerves in his temples throbbed, and Ian was upset, and the thoughts in his head were tangled together like hemp, and he couldn't figure it out.

"Hey, why don't you have eyes when you walk?"

It turned out that Steve had bumped into a couple walking towards him, and the girl staggered and almost fell.

Steve stared blankly at the clasped hands of the two, his eyes were frighteningly dark.

Not even an apology, and looking at people with such straight eyes, the young man became more and more angry, and was about to go forward to reason, but the girl grabbed his sleeve.The girl shook her head in disapproval, the young man muttered a few words, walked around Steve with his arms around the girl.

"It's another confession rejected, how pitiful!" The people who came and went turned their eyes on the distraught Steve, expressing deep sympathy.

I don't know when it started to rain lightly, and Ian felt embarrassed after having a headache.Is this standard for the protagonist?Whenever love is frustrated, there will always be a rain, as if only in this way can the protagonist's pain be rendered.

Waving to the road, a taxi stopped. He didn't get in the car, but took out a few hundred yuan bills, pointed to Steve's location, and explained a few words.

Steve shuddered at the blaring of a horn and tilted his head in confusion.

"Sir, do you want a taxi?"

Steve didn't answer, just took a step forward and walked on.

The driver slowly followed: "It's raining, and it's not good to be caught in the rain this day. I'll charge you a little cheaper. After finishing the last order, I can go home early for Valentine's Day."

The words "Valentine's Day" made Steve tremble. He looked at the blooming roses in his hands and stuffed them into the passenger seat.

"Send you off." Afterwards, he ignored the driver's persuasion and just walked forward dully.

Ian looked up at the sky, the cold rain hit his face, I can't give you anything, the only thing I can do is to accompany you to the pain!Although my pain may not be one ten thousandth of yours.

When I arrived downstairs in the old apartment, Ian checked the time. It was already past two o'clock in the morning. His ankle was so numb that he couldn't feel any pain, and his left foot felt tight, which almost filled the entire shoe.He was leaning against a streetlight not far away where he could see the windows of Steve's bedroom. His legs were trembling slightly, he was cold, tired, hungry and thirsty, and his stomach throbbed from the stomach that hadn't eaten for almost a day and night. Swirling and rubbing gently, trying to relieve the cold emptiness inside.After seeing the warm yellow light in the bedroom projected from the window, Ian stood for a while before beckoning a taxi to leave.

It was already 03:30 when I returned to my Manhattan apartment. Ian picked up the cold dinner at the door and dragged his exhausted body into the house.Maybe it was because I was too hungry, I only took two mouthfuls of cold rice and couldn’t eat any more, I took off my half-wet clothes, the feeling of heaviness on my body disappeared half, and Ian just took a hot bath, and Ian didn’t care that he was swollen His left foot sank directly into the soft pillow.

In the old apartment, Steve sat down on the bed in a wet suit, his body seemed to have weakened.

Is my own, wooden and unreal.Suddenly his whole body trembled, and he began to sob tremblingly, his elbows resting on his knees, and his face was buried in his hands. Soon, the soft sobbing turned into a loud cry, and hot tears rolled down between his fingers and splashed on the floor. A burst of tears.

"Why? Why... why didn't I find out that I love you sooner..."

Just a few hours ago, he was still looking forward to, imagining—the future of him and Ian, thinking that what would greet them would be a happy avenue full of sunshine, flowers, and green trees... But now , only the dark and narrow walls remained around him, and he became a prisoner inside.

The old-fashioned chandelier exuded a warm and dim soft light, hitting the man who was almost collapsed, as if silently comforting him.

"Ian, I love you... I love you... I have fallen in love with you a long time ago, do you know?" The choked sobs that were almost broken echoed in the silent apartment.

"So many people can, why can't I? Why can't you look at me and love me? Why..."

Steve curled up on the bed, his eyes that were still weeping were so red that their pure blue color had already dimmed, revealing the fatigue after suffering so much, his eyes were like a seriously ill old horse, Or an old dog that was seriously injured, hiding in a corner alone and licking its wounds...

"If...if everything can start all over again..." Steve fell into a daze while raving.