Stark is really good at hiding.
Obviously already home, Amy stayed in the car, parked outside the villa, but deeply hesitated to go in.
Why didn't Stark tell her...?
Obviously knowing that she will find out about it sooner or later, and knowing that she has a golden finger who knows the plot, why do you still try to hide it from her?
The radio in the car was turned off, and she was the only one around in the silence, which made her calm down slowly.Amy tried to close her eyes and let go, but her thoughts were still floating beside him.
Why on earth did he hide it from her...
There was a slight sound from the car window, and Amy opened her eyes, only to see a puppet rabbit looking at her outside the car window holding the reflector.
Seeing her noticing him, the rabbit hopped onto the hood of the car, waved at her, shook its tail, and sniffed. It was so lifelike, as if it was a real rabbit...
The rabbit knocked on her glass again, and its soft front paws slapped on the glass almost without a sound, but it continued to slap persistently, its red eyes staring at her all the time.
Amy got out of the car, walked to the hood, stretched out her hand and picked up the rabbit. It felt soft. It was indeed just a puppet rabbit. How could it move and jump by itself?Could it be—
The little rabbit suddenly took out a carrot with great difficulty from the backpack on her back, on which her name was engraved in handwriting——Amelia·Jarvis.
"Merry Christmas, Amy."
The rabbit spoke, but the voice was Stark's.
Amy was immediately amused by the scene, and lifted the rabbit up to look at herself: "How did you do it, Bunny Stark?"
"Ma'am, then you have to go to the basement and ask Tony Stark." The rabbit still shrugged.
Amy couldn't help rubbing it with a smile: "So, bunny, can you make an appointment with Mr. Stark for me?"
"Always here for you."
This full point of love skills told her that it must be Stark's handwriting.
As soon as Amy entered the room, an iron man bowed to her gentlemanly, held her in his arms, and kissed the back of her hand symbolically, although it was still cold to the touch.
The voice of Iron Man is still Stark: "Ma'am, welcome to Stark Manor."
Amy couldn't help laughing: "Has Ethan watched Downton Abbey at home recently?"
"It's a very good show. Not only Ethan is watching it, but Hubby is also watching it." Iron Man spread his hands, "I've just been fascinated by a few episodes."
"So..." Amy tapped his mask, "Mr. Stark, why don't you show up and explain to Bunny?"
The little rabbit in his arms said, "Actually, I can explain myself, I'm a pretty smart bunny."
"Oh? Do you want to explain it instead of Mr. Stark?" Amy seemed to understand something, scratched Bunny's chin, looked at Iron Man and said, "Why don't we go to the basement?"
Amy went straight away, and the iron man followed her obediently, and the little rabbit in her arms calmed down. When she stepped into the stairs, the light was shining blue, which felt like a tunnel of time and space. Looking at his workshop, Amy was stunned.
There are pale blue stars hanging from the ceiling of his workshop...
Stark stood in the middle with his hands in his pockets, with a faint smile on his face.
Ethereal Christmas carols blared as she walked in, and Dummy even had a Santa hat on her head.
"Like it?" Stark asked.
Amy couldn't find a word to express it in her mind. After hesitating for a long time, she could only exclaim in the end: "This...is a very fairy tale!"
"Oh, that's awesome." Stark watched the stars with her. "That's what I wanted to say."
The man holding reality and technology in front of her told her, yes, fairy tales are what I want to express...
Amy looked at him and couldn't help saying: "You know, you are even more charming than this gift. In fact, I will be very happy with any gift, so you can use your technology to make me a galaxy ocean. 3D models of things like..."
"I think you'd prefer a fairytale style," Stark replied, "so I thought, why can't technology and a fairytale come together! Look, isn't the effect awesome?"
"It's really great!" Amy hugged him and said firmly, "Tony, you have always been the best."
This seems to refer not only to these lovely stars.
Stark paused, but quickly covered it up, hugged her back, and asked coquettishly, "Then you stayed in the car for so long, why didn't you get out?"
Amy didn't expect him to ask this, thought for a moment, and replied: "I wanted to ask you something..."
She looked at the stars, then at the Santa hat on Dummy's head, and said softly, "But now I suddenly understand..."
Stark said, isn't technology and fairy tales a good combination?Just like the two of them, does his willingness to compare these two things and personally try to blend the two prove that he really loves her and trusts her?
Stark trusts her, it's been established, it's unmistakably true, and does she trust Stark enough?Come to think of it, she still needs to work hard.
Life is so long, everyone needs to face different ups and downs, no one can completely accompany another person, there are always things that people want to solve alone, maybe for Stark, such things are his inner anxiety, this Only he himself understands the taste, and only he himself can truly overcome it.At this time, as a friend and partner, all she can do is to give her the most sincere trust and enough space.
Although she couldn't touch the thorns of every rose with him, she would always know and empathize with him that this rose was fortunate enough to pass by his fingertips.
If he chooses not to tell, she won't ask.This is the best and most sincere trust she can give.
His way, with his stubbornness, let him walk by himself.
Just like a hug, although the two face different landscapes, there is no doubt that they are the closest people in the world.
Although the hug kept Stark from seeing, she had a tear slip slightly.
Although the hug also prevented Amy from seeing the deep haze and anxiety in his eyes.
Fortunately, they can still feel the person in their arms, the one who is closest to each other.
Once the decision was made to give him the space to work out the bumps on his own, those things seemed agreed, and brutally followed.
When the two were still asleep in the morning, they were awakened by Stark's cell phone ringing.
Amy watched in a daze as he got up to answer the phone. The voice was very heavy. When he looked again, he was pressing his temple in distress. Amy reached out to massage him, and the voice still had the aftertaste of just waking up: "What's wrong?"
Stark looked at her, put his head on her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "The Chinese Grand Theater exploded last night, and Happy is here."
Amy froze, Hubby was injured, isn't it...
"Mandarin?" Amy blurted out.
"It really looks like he did it. There are no traces of explosives at the scene." Stark said in a heavy tone, "I saw it on the news a few days ago—"
Another cell phone rang, and Amy signaled him to wait for her to answer the call, but as soon as the call ended, Amy only said "oh" a few times, and then hung up the phone in a daze, but her face was pale.
"What's the matter, honey?" Stark rubbed her head.
"Caroline called and said, my parents..." Amy panicked and hurriedly got up to change her clothes, leaving only one sentence for Stark.
"They had a car accident."
The author has something to say: the first half of this chapter aroused my literary girlish heart
Obviously already home, Amy stayed in the car, parked outside the villa, but deeply hesitated to go in.
Why didn't Stark tell her...?
Obviously knowing that she will find out about it sooner or later, and knowing that she has a golden finger who knows the plot, why do you still try to hide it from her?
The radio in the car was turned off, and she was the only one around in the silence, which made her calm down slowly.Amy tried to close her eyes and let go, but her thoughts were still floating beside him.
Why on earth did he hide it from her...
There was a slight sound from the car window, and Amy opened her eyes, only to see a puppet rabbit looking at her outside the car window holding the reflector.
Seeing her noticing him, the rabbit hopped onto the hood of the car, waved at her, shook its tail, and sniffed. It was so lifelike, as if it was a real rabbit...
The rabbit knocked on her glass again, and its soft front paws slapped on the glass almost without a sound, but it continued to slap persistently, its red eyes staring at her all the time.
Amy got out of the car, walked to the hood, stretched out her hand and picked up the rabbit. It felt soft. It was indeed just a puppet rabbit. How could it move and jump by itself?Could it be—
The little rabbit suddenly took out a carrot with great difficulty from the backpack on her back, on which her name was engraved in handwriting——Amelia·Jarvis.
"Merry Christmas, Amy."
The rabbit spoke, but the voice was Stark's.
Amy was immediately amused by the scene, and lifted the rabbit up to look at herself: "How did you do it, Bunny Stark?"
"Ma'am, then you have to go to the basement and ask Tony Stark." The rabbit still shrugged.
Amy couldn't help rubbing it with a smile: "So, bunny, can you make an appointment with Mr. Stark for me?"
"Always here for you."
This full point of love skills told her that it must be Stark's handwriting.
As soon as Amy entered the room, an iron man bowed to her gentlemanly, held her in his arms, and kissed the back of her hand symbolically, although it was still cold to the touch.
The voice of Iron Man is still Stark: "Ma'am, welcome to Stark Manor."
Amy couldn't help laughing: "Has Ethan watched Downton Abbey at home recently?"
"It's a very good show. Not only Ethan is watching it, but Hubby is also watching it." Iron Man spread his hands, "I've just been fascinated by a few episodes."
"So..." Amy tapped his mask, "Mr. Stark, why don't you show up and explain to Bunny?"
The little rabbit in his arms said, "Actually, I can explain myself, I'm a pretty smart bunny."
"Oh? Do you want to explain it instead of Mr. Stark?" Amy seemed to understand something, scratched Bunny's chin, looked at Iron Man and said, "Why don't we go to the basement?"
Amy went straight away, and the iron man followed her obediently, and the little rabbit in her arms calmed down. When she stepped into the stairs, the light was shining blue, which felt like a tunnel of time and space. Looking at his workshop, Amy was stunned.
There are pale blue stars hanging from the ceiling of his workshop...
Stark stood in the middle with his hands in his pockets, with a faint smile on his face.
Ethereal Christmas carols blared as she walked in, and Dummy even had a Santa hat on her head.
"Like it?" Stark asked.
Amy couldn't find a word to express it in her mind. After hesitating for a long time, she could only exclaim in the end: "This...is a very fairy tale!"
"Oh, that's awesome." Stark watched the stars with her. "That's what I wanted to say."
The man holding reality and technology in front of her told her, yes, fairy tales are what I want to express...
Amy looked at him and couldn't help saying: "You know, you are even more charming than this gift. In fact, I will be very happy with any gift, so you can use your technology to make me a galaxy ocean. 3D models of things like..."
"I think you'd prefer a fairytale style," Stark replied, "so I thought, why can't technology and a fairytale come together! Look, isn't the effect awesome?"
"It's really great!" Amy hugged him and said firmly, "Tony, you have always been the best."
This seems to refer not only to these lovely stars.
Stark paused, but quickly covered it up, hugged her back, and asked coquettishly, "Then you stayed in the car for so long, why didn't you get out?"
Amy didn't expect him to ask this, thought for a moment, and replied: "I wanted to ask you something..."
She looked at the stars, then at the Santa hat on Dummy's head, and said softly, "But now I suddenly understand..."
Stark said, isn't technology and fairy tales a good combination?Just like the two of them, does his willingness to compare these two things and personally try to blend the two prove that he really loves her and trusts her?
Stark trusts her, it's been established, it's unmistakably true, and does she trust Stark enough?Come to think of it, she still needs to work hard.
Life is so long, everyone needs to face different ups and downs, no one can completely accompany another person, there are always things that people want to solve alone, maybe for Stark, such things are his inner anxiety, this Only he himself understands the taste, and only he himself can truly overcome it.At this time, as a friend and partner, all she can do is to give her the most sincere trust and enough space.
Although she couldn't touch the thorns of every rose with him, she would always know and empathize with him that this rose was fortunate enough to pass by his fingertips.
If he chooses not to tell, she won't ask.This is the best and most sincere trust she can give.
His way, with his stubbornness, let him walk by himself.
Just like a hug, although the two face different landscapes, there is no doubt that they are the closest people in the world.
Although the hug kept Stark from seeing, she had a tear slip slightly.
Although the hug also prevented Amy from seeing the deep haze and anxiety in his eyes.
Fortunately, they can still feel the person in their arms, the one who is closest to each other.
Once the decision was made to give him the space to work out the bumps on his own, those things seemed agreed, and brutally followed.
When the two were still asleep in the morning, they were awakened by Stark's cell phone ringing.
Amy watched in a daze as he got up to answer the phone. The voice was very heavy. When he looked again, he was pressing his temple in distress. Amy reached out to massage him, and the voice still had the aftertaste of just waking up: "What's wrong?"
Stark looked at her, put his head on her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "The Chinese Grand Theater exploded last night, and Happy is here."
Amy froze, Hubby was injured, isn't it...
"Mandarin?" Amy blurted out.
"It really looks like he did it. There are no traces of explosives at the scene." Stark said in a heavy tone, "I saw it on the news a few days ago—"
Another cell phone rang, and Amy signaled him to wait for her to answer the call, but as soon as the call ended, Amy only said "oh" a few times, and then hung up the phone in a daze, but her face was pale.
"What's the matter, honey?" Stark rubbed her head.
"Caroline called and said, my parents..." Amy panicked and hurriedly got up to change her clothes, leaving only one sentence for Stark.
"They had a car accident."
The author has something to say: the first half of this chapter aroused my literary girlish heart
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