Coulson's seat is next to Mike.
Coulson seemed very happy, as if he had met old friends on this trip.
And Mike: "..."
It's not that he has a bad impression of Coulson, he just thinks that unexpected things will happen if he's with this guy.
There's no reason for this feeling, but it's very unpleasant for Mike.
"Wow! Clark, How old are now?"
Coulson greeted Clark across the aisle, and then couldn't help showing a happy look when Eric and Charles greeted him and called him uncle.
Looking at the three little guys who had grown up, Coulson touched his forehead and sighed, "Time flies so fast, Mike."
Mike nodded and answered vaguely.
Looking at Mike's hair enviously, Coulson said, "The weather is good today, so it's suitable for traveling."
"Ok!"
Mike replied with Coulson casually.
At this moment, the plane began to rise slowly, and Mike closed his eyes.
Not afraid, but simply not wanting to talk to Coulson.
After a while, after a violent shaking, the plane finally became steady and began to fly smoothly.
Eric and Charles unbuckled their seat belts, climbed to the window again, looked at the clouds outside, and exclaimed excitedly.
"Look, does that cloud look like a duck's head?"
"Looks like it, but I think that looks like a face."
"Really."
Hearing the two discussing in a low voice, 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?"
"Gulp!!"
Eric and Charles swallowed.
"I'm just hungry from 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 Dad made yesterday, and it was delicious."
Charles and Eric: "..."
In an instant, the two felt that the clouds outside did not look good at all, and everything looked like food.
Clark put the hat on his face, and but was smiling secretly.
Looking at the communication between the three, Coulson smiled, and chatted with Mike again.
Coulson is a talkative person, but Mike didn't want to chat with Coulson for some reason. Seeing him talking endlessly, he sighed and said, "Coulson, your former girlfriend is in college. That, I remember being called Millie?"
Coulson nodded and said sadly, "We have broken up."
When he said this, his expression was painful and tangled, and even angry, unwilling and lost.
The expressive appearance is like a preview of a twisted story.
"Broke up?"
Mike wanted to find a topic to end the chat, but seeing Coulson's expression, he was suddenly interested in this matter.
"I wanted to be a soldier, so i made her wait too long, So now she's married and has children."
Coulson tried to speak as calmly as possible.
Mike looked at Coulson suspiciously and said, "Is that all?"
If that's all there is to it, why is Coulson angry?
He pondered and guessed, "Could it be that the one who married her was your friend?"
Coulson twitched the corners of his mouth and tilted his head.
I'm actually right?
Mike held back his smile and comforted: "You will meet your true love in the future."
Coulson softly 'um', the previous scenes flashed quickly in his mind, and when he saw their family of three, sadness flooded his heart again, and he seemed extremely depressed for a while, and he lost the mind to chat.
Mike sighed softly.
The world is quiet.
However, Coulson is Coulson, with a strong psychological quality, but after being quiet for half the time, his mentality recovered again, and he kept talking with Mike until he got off the plane.
"Goodbye, 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 more ominous he felt in his heart.
Luckily the plane didn't fall...
Mike rejoiced in his heart.
The Mike family of four wore sunglasses, looked at the sun overhead, and breathed out a sigh of relief. When they came to the airport exit, they heard someone calling their name.
"Clark! Uncle Mike!"
The family of four looked at them, pulled down their sunglasses, and saw Hope waving wildly with the pick-up sign, and after Hank Pym waved to them, he pushed up the sunglasses and strode towards them.
"Welcome, my friend!"
Hank Pym smiled at Mike and hugged him, while Hope and the three brothers hugged.
Mike smiled and said, "Big boss, shouldn't you be busy, you actually came to pick us up personally?".
Hank Pym patted Mike with a smile, and said expectantly, "Who made us old friends?"
"have you eaten?"
Mike and Hank Pym said at the same time, stunned for a moment, and then smiled meaningfully at each other.
"I brought a gift." Mike said mysteriously, "Your favorite thing."
Hank Pym's scalp was numb, he coughed lightly, and said, "Gifts or something, I'll talk about it later, I've prepared something delicious for you, as well as surprises."
Mike felt a bad feeling in his heart.
"Go! Hope!"
Hank Pym greeted him, took Mike's shoulders, and walked outside the airport.
The driver who had been waiting for a long time got out of the car immediately, and after loading the luggage of the group of Mike into the car, they quickly left.
Hope happily introduced the scenery outside the window to the three, while Hank Pym and Mike chatted about the recent situation.
Soon, the group arrived at Hank Pym's house.
His home in San Francisco has a heavy, classical feel.
Stepping on the wooden floor, Mike and the four took off their glasses and looked at it with a strange look.
This decoration style is really similar to the villa that was given to them.
"I'll take you to choose a room."
Hope said to Mike and his party enthusiastically.
Hank Pym said: "I'll go to the kitchen to see if lunch is ready."
After a pause, he said mysteriously to Mike: "I'll go see the surprise prepared for you."
The ominous feeling in Mike's heart is getting stronger and stronger.
When Mike and his party put down their luggage, chose a room and went downstairs, and were about to finish a sumptuous and delicious lunch, Hank Pym winked at Mike and said, "This is definitely a surprise! You will love it! I deliberately saved it for the end. "
Saying that, he clapped his hands.
The next second, a slightly fat chef wearing a chef's uniform walked in with a gas mask and pushing a dining cart.
Wait, gas mask.?
Seeing the chef's appearance, 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 man...