72 Chapter 72
"I have a question."
Kick open the door of the lounge and step on the door that has fallen due to the violent shaking. Hawkeye pretended not to hear Tony Stark gasp and burst in with a depressed face: "Would any of you be willing to change jobs with me?" β
"Not really." Rolling his eyes, Iron Man walked out from behind the bar with his coffee and joined the army of Avengers on the couch who were collectively thinking about life: "You see, S.H.I.E.L.D. can't afford my salary. And I myself have no interest in the profession of being tired like a dog every day. β
ββ¦β¦ Who do you say is like a dog?! And it's been a long time since I've worked for S.H.I.E.L.D., okay! β
was ridiculed by the rich second generation, and Clint immediately said angrily. But then he saw that another nominal S.H.I.E.L.D. agent on the couch was still drinking tea calmly, as if he hadn't heard anything, and he suddenly felt that it was not interesting to be more real than Tony.
"Seriously, don't you think those two downstairs are an eyesore?"
Shaking his hand and choosing a comfortable position to sit next to Black Widow, Clint looked around, hoping that someone would share his hatred:
"You can't be separated for more than a minute every day, and I can understand that it looks like you're going to have a hair anytime and anywhere, after all, people in love don't have much reason to talk about. But why can't they just stay in their school! Why come here to Γ our eyes!! Yes?! Has West ever thought about what it's like to have a litter of single dogs!! β
By the end, the agent's voice was almost roaring with grief. Remembering the hermit downstairs who was dealing with the aftermath on behalf of the X-Men, and actually came to show off his boyfriend once again, Clint felt like he was going to explode on the spot - after the twenty-seventh time he bumped into West being pinned against the wall by his little boyfriend as if no one was going to open it.
"Ahem."
Clenched his fist to his lips and coughed, Captain America, who first proposed that Professor X send his adopted son to the Avengers Mansion, looked a little wandering. Tony, who was sitting across from him, rolled his eyes at the ceiling again, unwavering. After all, I've been used to it for a long time, whether it's West who came to make trouble again or what he did, there are too many lessons from the past, and the president's father always adapts to it sadly quickly.
"Don't act like you've never seen anything." As a rich second generation who has slept on the cover of a magazine for a whole year, Tony is very contemptuous of Clint's fuss-making behavior: "Also, touch your conscience and say, are you single now?" β
ββ¦β¦ But this does not prevent me from expressing my indignation at their actions. After being reminded like this, he realized that he had said an inappropriate analogy, and the eagle eye that accidentally purred his mouth glanced at Natasha cautiously, and after getting a rather kind smile from the other party, he couldn't help but shudder: "But, Tony, you don't seem to have any opinion on this matter?" β
"How is that possible?" With his eyes almost rolling to the ceiling, Tony picked up a small cookie on the table, as if considering whether to shove it into the other's noisy mouth:
"They have gone beyond the level of showing affection, and they are about to rush out of the earth to the universe. If you don't want to be blind, why do you think we're here together? β
"So?" Clint is a little confused right now.
"So," Weird paused, Tony never knew that Hawkeye's IQ could be so anxious, "we found such a solution." β
"What's the solution?"
"Sit here and send you to work with them."
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Sympathetically glanced at the agent opposite who was like being struck by lightning, although he knew that this was very inauthentic, but Steve, who still succumbed to the cruel reality, couldn't help but cover his face.
So, give up Clint.
I don't know what's going on after being sold, and your IQ can only let West ravage him. Ravaged.
β¦β¦ We used to say that good teammates love it!!
Instantly hit too much, Hawkeye cried and threw herself into Natasha's arms with her arms outstretched.
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"What did they say upstairs?"
Slice the peeled apple in your hand into the shape of a rabbit and put it on a plate and bring it to West's mouth. Merlin looked at his little friend laughing darkly on the couch, and couldn't hold back for a moment, but still asked so curiously.
"It's about how likely Clint is to beat Toney."
Lying on the couch enjoying the treatment of the fruit being fed to his mouth, West narrowed his eyes slightly. It seems that he is drunk and unable to extricate himself from the gentle country, but those who are familiar with him know that this guy must be gushing out again: "Natasha even has a gambling plate, do you think I should let Bucky make a bet for me?" Maybe we'll win back our plane ticket to London. β
It's as if we spend our own money on a plane ticket.
Although he is one of the culprits and will always be on West's side, it does not prevent Merlin from silently complaining in the bottom of his heart. Remembering how the hermit had found his credit card under Iron Man's nose in the morning, and openly instigated Jarvis to swipe two first-class tickets for them, the world's greatest mage couldn't help but feel sorry for the president, who was eaten and drunk for nothing, spent money for nothing, and was blinded every day.
"Isn't it good for us to do that?"
In the end, it's that soft-hearted and considerate Merlin. Feeding the peeled apples into West's mouth, he thought about it, but still felt a little uncomfortable.
"Tony doesn't care, otherwise do you think Jarvis will let us swipe our cards casually?" He waved his hand, then wrapped both arms around the mage's waist. West raised his eyes, but he didn't think that Merlin's concern would be a problem: "As for the rest, we didn't come uninvited, and we didn't get in the way of them, because it's not the hospitality of the Avengers to sweep their companions out of the house because of a little jealousy." β
"Jealousy?" Brushing the broken hair on the young man's forehead, Merlin was puzzled.
"I'm jealous that I have a boyfriend who is as gentle and considerate as you." Not feeling how outrageous this act of showing affection was, the hermit bent his eyes happily: "After all, we always have to be subjected to domestic violence, and we must be considerate of the feelings of those who are in pain and happy." β
β¦β¦ Kind of makes sense.
Listening to the movement upstairs that seemed to have begun to fight, and after observing on the ground how the Avengers, who are said to be the greatest guarantee of peace, are fighting against each other every day, Merlin blinked slowly, and could only maintain sensible silence.
- Anyway, it's all over.
At that time, under the cooperation of the X-Men and the Avengers, the shadow caused by Elizhe and the Transhuman had slowly dissipated, and Hydra was also hit to the greatest extent in this one-sided encirclement. Although there is still a long way to go before world peace, the years have finally revealed a future worth looking forward to.
The sorrow of the souls of the dead from the bottom of the Alps disappears into the sunlight, and the girl who has returned from hell has her best home. West knew very well that even if Raven had only described in such vague words the sinking of Adelaide into Lake Lugano, he could not convince himself to forget what an ordinary encounter had on the shores of that gravel lake full of snow thistles, on the side of paradise on earth favored by God, and what kind of affection had been there that had ended without a problem but never despaired.
She was a past he could never let go, buried deep in every inch of blood and bones, and nothing could be erased. But fortunately, he has also found a future without haze, and can remember it with all the courage of this life, and then turn it into a promise, and no longer have to bear those unforgivable sins that struggle in memories.
I hope so much that in the next life, you can be pampered by the beauty of the world;
Even if we never meet again, there will still be someone better than me to accompany you in the most brilliant time of your life.
The wind blows from the heavenly halls, sending back the whispers of the immaculate soul with a smile.
Angel feathers fall slowly in the sun, the world roars with hustle and bustle, but there is always a moment when there is silence for a vow.
Thank you, West.
Turning his head sharply to look at the horizon behind him, the boy blinked, always feeling that he saw a familiar phantom. Look at it again, but only the blue sky and white clouds are companions.
"What's wrong?"
Helping to carry the luggage onto the cabin, Iron Man, who came to see him off, looked at the distracted West in confusion. Standing on the other side to check the flight, Merlin also glanced at him, his gaze implicitly inquiring.
"Nothing." Shaking his head, he motioned for the mage not to worry. West looked at Tony, who had 'I don't believe it, but I don't have to ask' written on his face, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth: "I just remembered the last time you sent me to London......"
"Helped you a lot, too?" Throwing West's backpack into Merlin's arms, President Stark turned around and leaned against the cabin door with his chin raised.
ββ¦β¦ Unlucky to be impressed. One sentence kicked Tony off the clouds. Thinking of the days when he was beaten by others, beaten by a group of people, and chased and beaten by a group of people in London, the corners of the hermit's mouth twitched fiercely.
"Alright, it's time for us to go."
Seeing that the two of them stared at each other for a long time, they were about to stage another tragedy of the Avengers vs. X-Men on the streets of New York. Merlin, who has been too familiar with this scene for a month, sighed helplessly, shook his head apologetically at Tony, and slipped his child directly onto the plane:
"Don't cause trouble to others, Serena Williams."
The light gray eyes are smiling, but they hide a deeper sense of scrutiny. His right hand silently circled the boy's shoulder, and Merlin tilted his head and kissed the corner of West's mouth soothingly.
Don't bother anyone, Williams.
As long as you keep bothering me, it's enough.
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Although the archmage was polite and impeccable, there was no problem with his calm tone. But President Stark still felt a little aggrieved, and seemed to lie down innocently and was shot again.
Do I really have the face of a public rival?
Looking up at the plane to London gradually disappearing into the clouds, Iron Man touched his cheekbones in confusion and poked his heart at his Jarvis.
βYesοΌsirοΌβ
"What if I think I'm going to fight that brunette kid now and drag West back and raise him?"
"Will die." The upright AI didn't even think about it.
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The president's father felt that he had nothing more to say.
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"Do you have any plans for you when you get back to London?"
Tucking the corners of the blanket carefully for Westboy, Merlin gently rubbed the boy's soft brown hair, his eyes full of unconcealed smiles.
"Plans......" Leaning on the mage and yawning, the hermit, who was already about to be raised to the point where he couldn't take care of himself, thought for a while, and found that now that he had nothing to worry about, it was difficult for him to be interested in something specific: "Probably, be a good student in Oxford first?" β
"It's not going to be easy for you."
Thinking of the record number of lateness for the semester next to him, Merlin shook his head amusedly. After all, he didn't really come to school, West never cared, the eldest young master was used to doing whatever he wanted, and asked him to honestly go to the library in class and out of class until he graduated, which was even more difficult than being a manservant for Arthur when he hid his magic in Camelot.
"Perhaps, I just think I should live a quiet life."
The sun shines through the window, leaving a small patch of fine shadow on the face. West opened his eyes and saw into the mage's clear pupils, and there was no more anxiety about walking on the edge of the cliff in his heart, and now there was only peace left.
After all, they still have that much time.
"Speaking of which, are you going to stay with me?" Looking at the cascading clouds outside the window, the hermit paused, and then spoke.
"Otherwise, Gaius has already swept me out of the house."
Although he is indeed to blame for this, it can be regarded as the right one, anyway, the archmage will not have any reflection on his behavior of showing affection anytime and anywhere, the corners of Merlin's mouth curved a slight arc. But then, realizing the deep meaning of West's words, his smile immediately disappeared, and his face sank a little:
"You don't want me to live with you?"
ββ¦β¦ How can it be. Only then did he realize that his way of questioning was easily misleading. Seeing that Merlin had reached out and grabbed his wrist, his light gray eyes gradually turned dark, West quickly shook his head.
Just kidding, an angry magician is not something he can afford to bear. Even without those glamorous little tricks, Merlin himself is good enough to look good.
"I just want to say that if we're going to live there, it's necessary to renovate the house a little more." After all, when Iron Man gave him this duplex apartment, he didn't expect West to stay in London for a long time, and now it's so empty that it's more of a makeshift hotel than a home, and it's not comparable to Gaius's cosy little cottage. Still, West wasn't worried about the future of the place...... As long as Merlin is around, even a cave will become enough to rival any palatial manor.
ββ¦β¦ Perhaps, it should be our 'home'? β
He muttered to himself, not loud, but enough for the mage to hear clearly. Turning his head to look at the young man's face kissed by the sun, every inch he had touched reverently, as beautiful as an angel, Merlin smiled slightly, followed his heart's wish, and stretched out his hand again, caressing the delicate and heroic eyebrows.
How far away forever is, Emorys, who was once immortal, imagined countless times. Getting used to parting sounds like putting on the armor that will never be hurt again, but it also obscures the desire you really want to take, and magnifies the long and endless loneliness in your heart.
But now, he won't be lonely anymore.
"In the future, you will always be by my side, Wei."
The lips felt the same slight coolness, and then became hot and hot. Feeling West's eyelashes flutter, leaving a light breeze on his cheeks, Merlin also closed his eyes, just enjoying the moment without scruples, and it was also crazy addictive.
It's just the future.
We still have a lot of time and a lot of opportunities to make up for all the regrets we missed. It doesn't matter if it's one year, a hundred years, or the next thousand years.
This summer, let's end it on a successful end.