Xia Zhiye wanted to talk to Tony about what happened between the Winter Soldier and Howard.
But this kid was making jokes and was obviously in a good mood. At least he was in the mood to make jokes.
Considering this guy's recent gloomy mood, and it was so hard to have such a little happiness, Xia Zhiye thought it would be better to endure it.
In fact, the reason why I wanted to tell Tony at this time was because of Bucky.
Without the support of summer night's food and drinks, this guy's memory recovery speed was obviously much slower.
But during this year, I did recall a lot of things in bits and pieces.
He also believed in what Xia Zhiye said to him.
Thinking about the series of wrong things he had done during the brainwashing period, especially towards Tony, he felt extremely guilty.
So, recently he always asked Xia Zhiye to find an opportunity to tell Tony the truth about the matter.
He would accept the beating and punishment, and would not fight back even if Tony wanted to kill him.
But this made Xia Zhiye feel difficult.
"The most important thing is to make Tony mentally prepared."
Xia Zhiye pondered over it in his mind, but still felt that he had no clue, but he could not delay any longer.
Truth cannot be hidden. Bucky is now in charge of security at Camp Caspian and occasionally meets Tony. If one day this kid rushes over and tells Tony that I was the one who killed his parents... there is no guarantee that there won't be a bigger mess.
While cooking, he thought about it, but in the end he had no choice but to carry the food to the underground. After stuffing the food into the cell, Mandarin looked at Xia Zhiye warily: "You are here again?"
"... If I hadn't come, wouldn't you have starved to death?" Xia Zhiye said, "Try my cooking."
Mandarin took a suspicious look at it and felt that it was not bad. At least in terms of color, aroma and taste, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.
Even though that green glass of vegetable juice-like stuff looks a bit suspicious, it probably won't be a problem, right
Thinking of this, Mandarin took a bite. The next second, his face changed color and he spat out the food. Then he quickly grabbed the drink and gulped down several poisoned gulps. His face turned green.
He looked at the cup in his hand, then looked at Xia Zhiye: "What is this?"
His voice was hoarse, as if he was bearing the unbearable weight of life.
Xia Zhiye blinked his eyes and said, "I made my own juice. It is made by squeezing bitter melon, citrus, cucumber, winter melon, and watermelon rind. How does it feel?"
Mandarin looked at Xia Zhiye in astonishment, his mouth open, not knowing what to say.
There was a dead look in his eyes. If a long prison sentence could make people despair and even crazy, then if during this long prison sentence, a person who constantly tortured your spirit with words and tortured your soul with dark food was jumping around in front of you every day, it would be like a horrible nightmare deep in the eighteenth level of hell, making people wish they could die quickly!
At this moment, Mandarin was filled with remorse.
How could I be so blind as to think that this guy was a promising person
As a result, not only did he become a prisoner, but he also had to bear this kind of crime
Last night, this hateful boy launched a horrible verbal attack on him, almost asking him about the embarrassing incident when he was three years old and peeped at his neighbor taking a bath. And now...
In short, Mandarin felt that if this guy was provoking him, he would bang his head on the ground and let him see what he was made of!
"Strange... Isn't it delicious?"
Xia Zhiye took the empty cup from the door, a little puzzled: "This thing is not only refreshing and cooling, but also can cure diseases. I had a friend who cured his amnesia because of this."
"… "
Mandarin fell down with a thud, and he swore that he didn't want to get up again.
"Drunk to death?" Xia Zhiye glanced at Mandarin and said, "Then I'll come back tomorrow to bring you food."
After packing up and preparing to leave, Xia Zhiye stopped in his tracks.
A mysterious and ominous feeling suddenly swept over my body.
His gaze turned to Mandarin, who was lying in the cell like a dead pig, looking at the sky, his eyes empty and pale, as if he had lost something important.
"Didn't notice? Not him?"
Xia Zhiye frowned, "What on earth is this? This feeling... is exactly the same as when I was in Kamar-Taj!"
He had planned to go to Kamar-Taj before, but it was delayed because of Tony's matter.
What did the 'countdown' that Ancient One mentioned mean at that time
What is the connection between the strange feeling I just felt and this sentence
Xia Zhiye thought over and over again in his heart, and after sending the tableware back, he returned to his room: "No, I have to go to Kamar-Taj."
Although I don’t know what happened exactly, it’s obvious that something big happened!
Last time it was just a precursor, but this time I'm afraid something really is wrong.
As soon as I thought about it and was about to leave, I suddenly heard a full-of-energy voice coming from downstairs: "I'm back!!!"
Xia Zhiye almost fell to the ground.
Li Xiaomi!
Why did this girl come back at this critical moment
The foot that originally wanted to step onto the teleportation array was unable to do so for a moment.
To be honest, we were apart more often than together, and this girl could only come back during holidays. After a few days of vacation, she went back to school. When Xia Zhiye was busy with her daily work, she would text her and chat with her once she got to her space. It was impossible for her to say that she didn't miss him.
"Damn it..."
Xia Zhiye gritted his teeth. He didn't know what had happened, nor did he know what consequences this incident would lead to.
So, he didn't dare to delay at home.
If conditions permit, he really wants to stay and spend time with her.
Can…
The next second, Xia Zhiye stepped onto the teleportation array and slowly closed his eyes: "Wait for me... I'll be back soon."
In an instant, the summer night disappeared.
Li Xiaomi, dressed in white, was trying hard to drag the box up to the second floor. Feeling the emptiness and coldness of the room, she did not hear the expected response and just grinned: "I can't help it. You are... a superhero."
She blew on her hands and acted majestically: "As for me, I am a female man, I will definitely not stick to you..."
Slowly walking to Xia Zhiye's room and knocking gently on the door, Li Xiaomi felt a little depressed again: "Today is Christmas, and next week is New Year's Day. Does this idiot know that? He is busy all day long... Oh... Forget it, buy some rice, noodles and vegetables, and I will make dumplings for you when I come back." (To be continued)