Coulson sat next to Mike.
Coulson seemed very happy because he met old friends on this trip.
And Mike: ￣へ￣.
It wasn't that he had a bad impression of Colson, he just felt that something unexpected would happen when he met this guy.
There was no reason for this feeling, but it made Mike feel very uncomfortable.
"Wow! Clark, are you so old?"
Coulson greeted Clark across the aisle, and then couldn't help but smile happily when Eric and Charles greeted him and called him uncle.
Looking at the three little guys who had grown up, Colson touched his forehead and sighed: "Time flies so fast, Mike."
Mike nodded and responded vaguely.
Looking at Mike's hair enviously, Coulson said: "The weather is good today, suitable for traveling."
"Um!"
Mike dealt with Coulson casually.
At this moment, the plane began to rise slowly, and Mike closed his eyes.
It's not that he's afraid, it's that he simply doesn't want to talk to Coulson.
After a while, after a period of violent shaking, the plane finally became dull and began to fly smoothly.
Eric and Charles unbuckled their seat belts, climbed to the window again, looked at the clouds outside, and whispered excitedly.
"Look, does that cloud look like a duck's head?"
"It seems like that, but I think it looks like a face."
"Really."
Listening to the two people discussing in low voices, Mike smiled.
Clark took off his hat, looked at the two of them with a smile, pointed out the window, and suddenly said: "Look, does that look like fried chicken legs? Does that look like braised pork?"
"Gudong!"
Eric and Charles swallowed.
"I'm so hungry after what you said."
The two looked at Clark resentfully.
Clark said leisurely: "When I went out in the morning, I ate the fried chicken legs that my dad made yesterday. They were delicious."
Eric: (▼ヘ▼#)
Charles: (ㄒoㄒ)
In an instant, the two of them felt that the clouds outside were not good-looking at all, and everything looked like food.
Clark put the hat on his face and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"very nice."
Watching the exchange between the three of them, Coulson said enviously and started chatting with Mike again.
Colson was a talkative person, but Mike didn’t want to chat with Colson for some reason. Seeing him chatting endlessly, he sighed and said: "Colson, your previous girlfriend was in college. That, I remember her name was Millie?"
Colson nodded and said sadly: "We have broken up."
When he said this, his expression was painful and tangled, even angry, unwilling and lost.
The expressive appearance is like a preview of a twists and turns story.
"separate?"
Mike originally wanted to find a topic to end the chat, but looking at Coulson's expression, he suddenly became interested in this matter.
"I went to join the army. I kept her waiting for too long. She is already married and has children."
Coulson said as calmly as possible.
Mike looked at Colson suspiciously and said, "That's it?"
If that's all, why is Coulson angry
He pondered and guessed: "Could it be that the person who married her is your friend?"
Colson's mouth twitched and he tilted his head.
Got it right
Mike held back his laughter and comforted, "You will meet true love in the future."
Colson said softly, and the past scenes flashed through his mind quickly. When he saw the family of three, sadness flooded into his heart again. For a moment, he seemed extremely depressed and had no intention of chatting.
Mike exhaled softly.
The world is quiet.
However, Coulson was Coulson and had a strong psychological quality. He was only quiet for half the time, and his mentality recovered again. He kept chatting with Mike until he got off the plane.
"Bye, Mike!"
Coulson waved at the backs of Mike's family of four.
Mike raised his hand and quickened his pace.
For some reason, the longer he stayed with Coulson, the ominous feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Fortunately the plane didn't fall...
Mike was thankful in his heart.
The four members of Mike's family wore sunglasses, looked at the sun above their heads, and breathed out comfortably. When they arrived at the airport exit, they heard someone calling their names.
"Clark! Uncle Mike!"
The family of four looked over, pulled down their sunglasses, and saw Hope waving the pick-up sign wildly, while Hank Pym also waved to them, pushed his sunglasses up, and strode away passed.
"Welcome, my friend!"
Hank Pym smiled at Mike and hugged him, while Hope hugged the three brothers.
Mike smiled and said: "Big boss, you are so busy and you still come to pick us up?"
Hank Pym smiled, patted Mike, and said expectantly: "Who said we are old friends?"
"Have you got a meal yet?"
Mike and Hank Pym said at the same time, slightly stunned, and then looked at each other meaningfully and smiled.
"I brought a gift." Mike said mysteriously, "Your favorite thing."
Hank Pym's scalp was numb, he coughed lightly and said, "We'll talk about gifts or something later. I've prepared delicious food and surprises for you."
Mike suddenly felt bad.
"Gone! Hope!"
Hank Pym greeted him, put his arm around Mike's shoulders, and came outside the airport.
The driver, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately got out of the car, loaded the luggage of Mike's family into the car, and the group of people quickly left in the car.
Hope happily introduced the scenery outside the window to the three Clarks, while Hank Pym and Mike chatted about the current situation.
Soon, the group arrived at Hank Pym's home.
His home in San Francisco still has a strong classical feel.
Stepping on the wooden floor, Mike and the other two took off their glasses and looked at it, with strange expressions on their faces.
The decoration style is really similar to the villa given to them.
"I'll take you to choose a room."
Hope said enthusiastically to Mike and his group.
Hank Pym said, "I'm going to the kitchen to see if lunch is ready."
After a pause, he said to Mike mysteriously: "I'm going to see the surprise prepared for you."
The ominous feeling in Mike's heart became stronger and stronger.
"No need to bother, you want a surprise."
"No, you must like it! That represents courage and deliciousness."
Mixing these two words together is definitely not a good thing!
When Mike and his friends put down their luggage, chose a room and went downstairs, and were about to finish the sumptuous and delicious lunch, Hank Pym winked at Mike and said: "This is definitely a surprise! You will definitely like it! I deliberately saved it until the end. ."
As he spoke, he clapped his hands.
The next second, a slightly fat chef wearing a chef's uniform and a gas mask walked in pushing a dining cart.
Wait, gas mask
Looking at the chef's appearance, the corners of Mike's mouth twitched.
This is too exaggerated.
Glancing at Hank Pym, Mike's mouth twitched when he saw him looking at him provocatively.
This old boy is uneasy and well-intentioned!