[comprehensive] refuse to forgive color

Chapter4

"Tony Stark!" Oliver raised his voice almost instantly.Thea was startled, and quickly raised her index finger to her lips to make a silent gesture, and winked at him, signaling him to pay attention to the time and occasion.

Oliver finally calmed down a bit, and tried his best to lower his voice again: "I only know that Stark will give money, bags and jewelry, but I don't know that he will give a gun to a minor at random?"

"Actually, it was a birthday present he gave me last year. Tony specially designed it for me... Uh, I mean, he didn't give it 'casually'." Thea said at the end, her voice grew louder and louder as her brother stared at him. His eyes and increasingly ugly face gradually lowered, "It's already early in the morning, I think we all need to go back to our respective rooms and get a good night's sleep. Good night, Ollie."

As she said that, before Oliver could respond, she quickly closed the door, then pressed her chest with one hand, and let out a long breath.

Temporarily safe—just temporarily.

But it was Ollie outside the door, which was much better than the killer who came to kill Laurel.Thea thought bitterly, and finally sighed helplessly, put the gun back in the bag, and returned to the bed.

Then the eyes that had just been closed suddenly opened again:

Wait!

Obviously, she should be the one who asked Oliver why he went out in the middle of the night and where he went, so why did it become the pistol he questioned himself?

And I was actually very guilty of being asked by him. I completely forgot that the one who went out in the middle of the night was even more suspicious.

Ollie the bastard!Thea angrily pulled up the quilt to cover herself, turned over in annoyance, and finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.

When Thea came down to breakfast the next day, everyone was there—mother Moira and stepfather Walter, brother Oliver, and Tommy and Laurel were already eating breakfast.

Thea said hello one by one, then sat down in her chair and began to eat breakfast.

She could feel a line of sight falling on her all the time, raised her head, and immediately met Oliver's gaze.

Thea's eyes widened and she glared back at him.

"Oliver, Thea," someone soon noticed the unusual atmosphere between the siblings, and Moira looked over worriedly, "Is there something between you that I don't know about?"

"Of course not, Mom," Oliver smiled cutely, "I have been isolated from the world for five years, and I can't wait to ask Thea to give me new knowledge about the civilized world."

Thea took a sip of hot milk and looked up at him—the words "You can't escape today" were almost written on his face.

"Of course, you have to make up your lessons." Moira nodded, obviously glad he said that.

Thea didn't speak, just nodded slowly.

After finishing breakfast without incident, Oliver stood up, walked up to Thea in a few steps, stretched out his hand—almost involuntarily half-embracing the girl in his arms, and walked upstairs, the voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth Like: "Sweetheart, we have to make up lessons."

Thea didn't struggle, and followed him back to her own bedroom, and even turned on the TV in a bored way while her brother closed the door.

"Honey, we have to talk." Oliver closed the door and turned to look at her, "I don't mean to interfere with your emotional life, you are old enough to have a relationship and a boyfriend, but Star Ke...I mean, you can't hang out with these dudes all the time. Thea, Empire State University has a lot of good boys, you can consider them at all?"

Thea was both helpless and funny, and couldn't help sighing: "Tony and I are not what you think. Tony is a very good friend."

"Is it good enough to give guns to minors?" Oliver's face darkened again—different from his politeness when he faced Bruce Wayne yesterday, when he mentioned Tony Stark, he could clearly feel that his sister The intimacy and familiarity in the expression and tone.

This is not a good sign.

"Tony just hopes that I can protect myself." Thea still has some headaches for her brother's overprotection. "It's true that he is a playboy, but he is also a very good friend, and he is a hero."

Oliver nodded: "Yes, I heard that the billionaire in the steel suit is of course a girl's hero."

"Hey Ollie, you can't be biased against Tony, it's not fair to him. He saved too many people - and it shouldn't have been his responsibility. He's a real hero!" Thea finally frowned Seeing that Oliver's expression was still bad but he didn't refute her words this time, his expression finally softened, and he ended the topic, "Oli, I think we should continue talking now, where did you go in the middle of the night last night? "

"I, uh..." The tall young man choked for a moment, hesitating a bit, but before he had time to say anything, both of them turned their heads to watch TV together.

The latest news from Star City is being broadcast on TV:

A high-ranking official surrendered overnight, and the police found all evidence of his corruption, bribery, and abuse of power in his home, as well as the professional killer who died in his home—by a sharp arrow.

Coincidentally, it was the case Laurel was working on.

Thea couldn't help but went to see Oliver again.

Oliver said yesterday, "It'll be all right after tonight"—is that what he meant?

"Oh, that man with the hood again, the Robin Hood who robbed the rich and gave to the poor?" Oliver shrugged, looking a little disapproving of the news, "Come on, he's a murderer, isn't he? Thea, you have to be careful, Seems like he's always messing with rich people."

"I don't want to make a conclusion so early." Thea shook her head.

Oliver didn't seem to understand what she meant, and looked down.

Thea seemed to be organizing her words, and after a while she finally spoke slowly: "He didn't kill him—I mean, the man in the hood killed the killer, probably because if he didn't, The killer would kill him; but his choice to let the officials turn themselves in shows that he still wants the law to judge criminals as much as possible-rather than become a judge himself. If he can always insist on this principle, I am very grateful to him for Everything this decaying city has done."

Thea raised her head and looked at her brother seriously, "Like Gotham's Batman, he is not equal to justice, he even violated the law, but he made people—at least me, see hope."

"The man in the hood is indeed a murderer, but, at least for now, he has helped many people. He is clearly capable of killing people in the name of justice, but he still restrains himself as much as possible," the brown-haired girl raised her head, her gaze Gentle and calm, "Ollie, he's a hero."

Oliver didn't speak, but just bowed his head and leaned over, kissed her forehead, and hugged her hard.

When he let her go, Oliver seemed to have finally thought of something, and blinked at her: "Hey Sia, you mean you like Batman? This is too dangerous, I mean, except Playboy and Vigilante, don't you have any other choice?"

"O! Li!" Thea called him with a drawn out voice.

The siblings looked at each other for a while, and finally laughed together again.

……

The atmosphere at home seemed to be getting more and more harmonious after this morning.

The Hooded Man is still active and seems to be killing less and less.

Everything is going in a good direction, although... occasionally there are some small twists and turns.

About a month ago, Oliver was arrested on charges of being the Hooded Man.

Thea rushed back to Star City at the first time-but Oliver didn't seem to be nervous at all. After paying a huge amount of bail and being released on bail, Oliver even held a high-profile party.On the night of the party, the Hooded Man showed up again, and of course, Oliver was acquitted.

"Thea, are you ready?" Oliver's voice came from the door, interrupting her thoughts.

Thea agreed, and when she left the room, she saw Oliver in a neat suit waiting for her.

"You are very beautiful today." Oliver kissed her cheek and stretched out his hand, "Let's go, my dear little princess."

Thea smiled and took his arm.

Today is Thea Quinn's birthday party, and at the same time, it is also the banquet where the Quinn Group officially announces the return of the heir.

Oliver disappeared shortly after his first dance with Thea, but Thea wasn't at all curious about where he went—Laurel was here today too, so there was no need to ask where Oliver was.

"Happy birthday sweetheart, you are so beautiful today," Thea was sighing in her heart, when she heard a familiar voice in her ear, "The necklace suits you very well."

"Thank you, Tony. In fact, this is Bruce's birthday present from someone in advance." Thea turned around and smiled very cutely, "Because he has something to attend today."

"Bruce Wayne?" Iron Man's caramel-colored eyes immediately revealed a look of disgust, "Honey, I have to teach you, girls can't be so easy to coax."

Thea tilted her head: "But Tony, you praised it just now."

"No, I'm not, I don't." Iron Man replied without even blinking his eyes, and stretched out his hand as an invitation, "I'm complimenting you—a beautiful girl, no matter what necklace you wear, it will match."

Thea put her hand in his, and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

The second song has already started, and Tony took her to slide onto the dance floor again: "Sweetheart, remember to come to the Avengers Building tomorrow, everyone has prepared a birthday party for you. Think about it, birthday is a big day, don't you want to Just spend it so boring?"

Seeing that the girl seemed to be hesitating and a bit afraid of trouble, Iron Man couldn't help but make a conclusion: "Okay baby, it's settled. The captain will pick you up tomorrow - the princess just needs to wait for the knight to arrive at home. "

"Oh, a rider on a motorcycle and wearing a leather jacket." Tony finally concluded, his tone sounding disgusting.

"Tony," Thea didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "In fact, the captain's motorcycle and leather jacket are both very handsome."

"Honey, I have to say, your aesthetic taste is really..."

"But Iron Man is the most handsome." Thea sweetly added the last sentence.

"Your taste is excellent, it's perfect." Iron Man raised his eyebrows, showing a natural expression, then moved closer slightly, and lowered his voice, "Sweetheart, I have a set of the latest ones for your clinic. equipment — as a birthday present. You need to know what a really good gift looks like, so you don’t get coaxed away by someone.”

The last sentence is full of the tone of "a girl is to be rich".

"Papa Tony," Thea blinked, the lights of the banquet were imprinted in her eyes, as if they were covered with stars, "You are right, let Bruce Wayne go to hell!"