Marvel Overwatch

Early morning, by the small lake.

A strong white man wearing a short shirt kept running quickly around the small lake.

He was wearing a gray short shirt, blue jeans, and a man with short yellow hair. Without panting, he had been running around here quickly for a while without slowing down. He was not tired at all.

"call"

"Why don't you run some exercise? Come on, let's exercise together. Have a nice day." Steve faced the man in a gray windbreaker sitting on a bench at one side.

With a thick book in his hand, Ding Xiaomi put down the things, put on the headphones helplessly, and had no choice but to follow. He took off his windbreaker and put the contents on the bench together.

A body of finely dressed muscles, long-term and constant fighting has given him muscles that are not inferior to Steve's.

"It's not a good thing for you to come so early and sit on the bench to rest." After patting Ding Xiaomi on the shoulder, Steve shouted happily and rushed over, surpassing him.

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Ding Xiaomi was woken up by the beast Hanzo at five o'clock. After having an early breakfast, he came here to prepare to meet this bastard. Moreover, he had run around for a while before. When he first came here, he Already arrived

The sky is bright and the darkness of the night is slowly dispelled by the morning light. I enjoy the warmth of the sun and run by the lake. The lake reflects the gentle morning sun.

Wearing ear caps, putting on the music, bikini body, the rhythm is pretty good. Following the rhythm of the music, Ding Xiaomi slowly ran behind. Xianyu didn't care about the "old people". After listening to a song, It's probably time for coffee.

Originally, she didn't want to take Steve with her, but for some reason, Ding Xiaomi still couldn't help but want to see how this friend who had not been seen for decades adapted to his current life. Yes, he was just kidding.

Every time he saw him say a "new word", Steve would write it down in his little notebook. When he encountered a "novel" thing, he would be in a hurry and read a joke or something. It was great.

"Oh oh oh, look who is the old man" Steve patted Ding Xiaomi on the shoulder, "nyourleft"

With a look of helplessness, Ding Xiaomi felt like she was matching a child. Every time he passed him, he would say "I'm on your left." Believe it or not, he would kick you down and take a shower in the morning.

Switching the music, Ding Xiaomi is like playing a cool song for the captain's little friend, you want it to be cool

Just kidding, Ding Xiaomi searched for a long time but couldn't find the song "Liang Liang" from the past life. It's wrong to play the song about the love of his life on the occasion, ahem.

He took off his ear caps and played an otfraid song directly, speeding up the speed. Ding Xiaomi left the confused black guy behind him. He had such a strong aura that he was not afraid to play this song. At such a fast speed, the black guy felt I saw two perverts myself.

Faster and faster, Ding Xiaomi came directly to Steve, with the corner of her mouth slightly raised, "Small, I was not as good as you before, but not necessarily now. After sleeping for more than 70 years, you don't know how many things your brother has gone through."

Well, actually, he was quite envious of the guy who had slept with him for more than 70 years. He looked so good when sleeping.Team USA:

“Full of energy”

After saying that, Ding Xiaomi and Steve began to compete. One moment, he was in front, and the other moment, Steve was in front. They kept competing. No one wanted to keep running ahead. They just wanted to Looking at the other person's expression, I knew he was tired from running.

"Nyourleft" Steve said to the tired black guy and passed him to the left.

At the same time, Ding Xiaomi ran past the black boy.

"nyourright"

"Stop talking, ah." The black boy's mentality was about to collapse.

Two perverts, competing with each other, why should they torture themselves once? Just once in the legend is fine. This is good. God, just once is fine. It seems like they have just been tortured again.

"nyourleft"

Steve passed the black guy from the left and gave the two men a flirtatious look. He wanted to catch up. The morning sun was shining on him. How could he not exercise?

"nyourright"

Ding Xiaomi passed from the right side of the black boy at the same time and looked at them competitively.

He picked up the mobile phone in his clothes, turned the volume to the maximum, and played a song "hehoenix" with a strong rhythm, turned the volume to the maximum

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The black guy felt seriously injured.

He really wanted to kick this bastard down, but if he kicked him down, he might get beaten up and his soul would be seriously injured.

"Wow, why do I feel like you miss someone so much?" Steve looked at Ding Xiaomi in confusion. After running for a long time, each of them ran more than the black guy. Now they are Walking time.

"To be honest, I still think the atmosphere would be better if I removed you and let a beautiful woman walk with me." Walking to the side and standing under the tree, Ding Xiaomi waved her hand.

"Really, I mean, it's weird. You know that strange feeling? Have you ever been on the battlefield? You must have this feeling."

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A feeling. "Leaning against the big tree, Steve looked at each other seriously. He had a strange feeling, like the strange feeling of brothers experiencing life and death, but everything was so unreal that he didn't dare to say it.

After a slight pause, Ding Xiaomi changed.

"Sorry, I have never been on the battlefield. If you want to compete, just say, you are welcome to throw me once." After patting Steve, Ding Xiaomi wanted to take this guy around today to find something for him. Clothes, and accompanying him to adapt to his current life.

"When I woke up, I lay on the big soft bed, feeling as if I was trapped in it. I felt insecure." Steve told his story. Everyone who has experienced war has fear, and it is something that cannot be forgotten in life. A scene, a scene.

Most of them have the sequelae of the war, some have adapted, and some are suffering in life.

After a while, Ding Xiaomi felt her body trembling, but she just controlled it, remained calm, and walked to the sports car on the side as usual.

"Sorry, I can't understand it."

Ding Xiaomi put her hand on the steering wheel, pulled out a cigar, glanced sideways at the disappointed captain, and shouted.

"Captain, do you want a delicious breakfast? Come with me."

Turning over, Steve jumped directly into Ding Xiaomi's car and sat in the passenger seat. He regained his mood, a wonderful mood. It seemed that he just met a guy he liked. They would become friends, he thought. .

"Tell me about that friend of yours." Inexplicably, Ding Xiaomi just said this, glanced at the captain helplessly, turned, and drove towards his home. He didn't like Western food, preferring cooking and steamed buns.

A bowl of hot steamed dumplings, dipped in some vinegar, and a sip of hot egg soup is much better than bread.

"He" Steve then understood and began to tell this new friend about that magical friend, "him".

"A fool, just like me at the beginning, overestimating his abilities." Steve muttered to himself as he looked at the traffic.

"Ahem!" Ding Xiaomi almost choked to death. Ding Xiaomi glanced helplessly at the captain who was still muttering to himself, "Grandson, you're done."

"He has a very accurate dart technique. Whether it's bullets or fragments, as long as it's in his hand, it's a dart. One dart and one person. I'm very envious, but his physique is not very good. Of course, you Do you know how I became stronger?" Steve suddenly turned his head and looked at Ding Xiaomi.

"I know." Ding Xiaomi replied inexplicably, not knowing what he meant.

"I feel like he can beat me three times before I became stronger." Steve didn't feel any shame at all, he was telling their story.

Ding Xiaomi's mood is now numbered. This is right. Mr. Captain, you are great.

"He can't beat the Red Skull or the Red Skull's guards. He always likes to hide behind and throw darts. He is very accurate when throwing darts. I don't know where he gets the courage. Many of us can beat him, but he keeps on beating him. Fighting on the ground, seeing blood, seeing bullets, running across the ice field, I don't know what kind of power kept him going." Steve's face was full of memories, he thought of that guy and his good friend Ba Key, thinking of the man he loved, Carter.

"Family." He muttered silently in his heart, and Ding Xiaomi glanced helplessly at the building where their family lived. It was too dangerous here. It was so dangerous that he didn't have the confidence to protect himself at first.

Silence, self-abasement, decadence, a certain memory, and the shadow of his past life affected him. It wasn't until he set foot on the beacon fire again that he could muster the courage to do so.

courage.

Your family needs protection. Danger can come at any time. Only by becoming stronger can you protect and watch.

In Ding Xiaomi's room, Hanzo had already gone out. He was doing the daily tasks that Ding Xiaomi had prepared for them, using some dark forces for real training.

I found several cages of hot steamed dumplings from the kitchen, brought two bowls of egg soup, some vinegar, and some chili.

He had already asked Hanzang to learn some Chinese dishes and cooking. Unexpectedly, this guy was really good at learning. Ding Xiaomi was very satisfied. Next, let Hanzang learn the snacks of their flower grower. Ding Xiaomi Mi wants to mislead a master of archery, and his true identity is the cook.Genji: Well said

"Well, it tastes good, one bite." Steve held a xiaolongbao in his hand. He didn't dip it in vinegar or eat chili pepper. He stuffed the xiaolongbao into his mouth at once, chewed it twice, and swallowed it. .

"" Ding Xiaomi really wants to say something p, what are you doing with chopsticks to make you jealous? Bah, get some jealousy, Lazi, what are you doing?

"Is there anything wrong? Do you need any tableware?" Steve looked at Ding Xiaomi, whose expression was not right, and was a little dumbfounded.

"You can try eating noodles with a fork." Ding Xiaomi mocked while suppressing a smile.

Really, that's nice to say.

After running around for a while, it turned out that what Ding Xiaomi ate in the morning was not of much use at all. He picked up the chopsticks, poured some vinegar and some spicy pepper into his own small plate, and dipped some vinegar into the steamed dumplings. One bite at a time.

Eat once and drink the hot egg soup.

After a while, Ding Xiaomi finished half of the meal, sat aside and started reading.