"Mr. Tony, why is it rumored that you have pestered the Ancient One and Doctor Strange many times in a vain attempt to go back in time to save your parents?"

"I just want to go back to that spring and kill the scourge of the rebels, the arms smugglers, before that damn dud came down. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mr. Tony's face was extremely embarrassed, and he looked at the picture on the big screen of him being stripped of his pants by the Maximov siblings, tied to a dud, hanging from the Stark Building.

-- "Western Reporter Wallace Interview with Iron Man"

The sound of the cannons is like the continuous sound of firecrackers and fireworks in Chinatown during the holidays. However, unlike the beautiful and festive flowers, the artillery fire brought only death and pain. The only thing that is similar between the two is that the artillery fire leaves the same bright red, but the bright red that is poured with the blood of innocents.

As the artillery fire shook, the rubble of the ruined apartment continued to collapse twice, and the dust raised made the air even more cloudy, and the sunlight that spilled through the bomb-pierced ceiling became blurred.

I don't know whether to say lucky or unlucky, in this rubble, there are still people alive. The gray-faced, dusty boy held the girl tightly under him. But there was no glimmer of hope in the eyes, only despair and fear. Because in front of them, there is a huge bomb.

The poor brother and sister were bullied even in the orphanage, and it was the benevolent Maximovs who rejected the gossip and resolutely adopted the brother and sister. Here, even if the family is not very wealthy, in order not to separate the brother and sister, they adopted the two in one go. Here, the brother and sister greedily enjoy a rare, never-before-owned, known happiness as home.

However, the merciless war destroyed all this, and the family ate Madame Maximov's warm meal as usual. However, a huge bomb fell, and the Maximovs were blown through the floor and taken to the bottom of the black hole, and the girl was carried by her twin brother and fled under the bed in the bedroom.

However, the second bomb was stuck in front of the siblings, and although they were not killed by the dud, they watched the bomb shake in front of them with the roar of artillery fire for two whole days. They didn't dare to move violently, so they could only shout for help, for fear that a small movement of their own would bring the dud bomb into the area completely.

The girl curled up, tears drying up, and her voice hoarse from the dust. The bright eyes, which were once loved by adoptive parents and often praised, also became dim at this time, and the only activity and bright color, that is, laborious staring at his brother, his last loved one, in the dim space. She couldn't imagine what would happen to her if her brother was gone.

The boy felt the faint heartbeat and breathing of his sister in his arms, all of which showed that his sister's body had weakened, and that two days of not eating or drinking was a terrible thing for a little girl. Gently looking at the position of the two heads, the bomb, the lines, hatred buried deep in the boy's heart like a poisonous snake.

In two days, the brother and sister had exhausted their strength, and even the sound could not be heard, and now, the only thing they could do was to wait for death. The elder brother held a broken porcelain piece in his hand in vain, tapping the rubble at a slow frequency, but the faint sound could not be transmitted to the outside world.

If the flame is used as a metaphor for human life, the fire of life of the brother and sister who should have been the most vigorous teenager at this moment is like the fire without a source, relying on the last unwillingness, painful struggle and beating, even the slightest external interference will make them completely dissipate.

The Maximov twins were no longer agitated by the sound, for they seemed to have begun to hallucinate since last night, fantasizing that they had been rescued. However, each time the exhausting struggle responded, the end result was once again disappointment and dead silence. The footsteps seemed to be getting closer.

"Are you peek-a-boo?" a voice that seemed to be joking reached the ears of the siblings. It was difficult to look at the past, the big industrial bomb was pushed away, and as the wind blew in, the sun sprinkled again, and a tall figure seemed to re-hold the world for the brother and sister.

Looking at the brother and sister who almost threw their thin bodies on the table completely, but had to slowly blow and eat because the food was too hot, the man gave each little guy a brain meltdown, "Hey, hey, you two, you haven't eaten for two days, and you just recovered today, so you can't eat too much at once." Just drink the porridge first. Alice's porridge is so good that I rarely catch it. ”

The man sitting on the sofa looked at the brother and sister with a smile, and then tasted the black tea brought by Alice, "Yo, the landlord has arrived." A portal that distorted the void appeared in the room, and Siwen walked out of it, looking at the man on the couch with a blank expression.

"Why don't you come and welcome?" the man gestured to Xiwen with his glass.

Siwen took the black tea handed over by Alice's sister, leaned on the cabinet beside him, and looked at the uninvited man, "Nephiten, what are you doing here?" Although this body is not enough to hold enough wisdom and memory, I am not mistaken, your world does not intersect here. ”

The man known as Nephilim continued to refill a cup of black tea, "I'm so sad, my dear predecessor, even if you don't appreciate your help, at least you should see your fellow countryman, with tears in your eyes." He looked at the little guy who was gobbling it up, "It was the group of animals that summoned the two worlds to collide, and I killed all the ones on my side, leaving no one behind, however, you still used the corpse mountain and sea of blood here to make some special summons." ”

"Syst is in this world. Xiwen's words finally made Nephilim's face change drastically.

"Now that Sister is here, with his character, those things will definitely be cleaned up, it's hard for you, and the life with Sister must be difficult. Nephilim quickly adjusted his thoughts, and once again showed a mocking expression.

"Oh, isn't it upset? You seem to have some slight opinions about me, Nephilim. A deep voice came from outside the house, and a body that looked old, the traces left by each step faded, and he would become younger, and when he walked in front of everyone, he had regained the image of an adult.

At this time, the corners of Alice's mouth curled slightly, revealing a smile that bewildered the world, "Tut-tut, what a touching reunion, I think, if you plan to fight here, then as a sister, I can only provide you with a good snack to replenish your strength - bread." In an instant, amiable smiles appeared on the faces of the three men.

"Sister Alice, we're just chatting, chatting. ”

"Ah, I'm going back to my world. ”

"I'm going back to Hogwarts. ”

Nephilim looked at the two little ones, "Alright, Wanda, Petero, you two eat these first, and come back to my house with me to make you some new food." Will you come with me?" Hearing that Nephilim was leaving, the two little ones, even though they were still hungry and eager to eat, immediately left the table, ran to Nephilim's side, and grabbed his arm tightly.

"You two should prepare as soon as possible, but with your level of development here, the Misty Forest will not send any heavyweight villains to attack here. Nephilim dragged the two little ones and disappeared into the house.

Sistaro raised his head and felt the worlds blending, his left and right hands were virtually pinched into balls, and in the palm of his hand, he could faintly see that the two groups of universes that had just come into contact were peeled away again. "You don't have to worry about Sokovia, the Supreme Soviet has intervened in this matter, and the UN investigation team has entered. ”

"Okay then, I'll go back~" Siwen suddenly disappeared, Sistaro was about to say hello and leave, and saw Alice's incomparably bright smile: "My dear brother, come on, bread for three~"

The miserable sound echoed in the sky above the ancient mansion and did not disperse for a long time.