[Comprehensive British and American] Super Mario

New York, Brooklyn, Fox Orphanage.

Mary stood there, staring at the slightly dilapidated plaque of the orphanage, and the familiar houses within the walls. She looked at the children playing in the yard, lowered her eyes, and still clutched the hand that was once held by T'Challa. Trampled on the documents, she put the documents back in the bag, raised her head and walked through the gate towards the main building of the orphanage.

Everything, as before, everything, as if...

"You, are you, Mary? Or Julie?" An old woman walked towards Mary after handing over a child in her hands to another slightly older caretaker. She looked at Mary uncertainly, "Ah, you should It's Mary, isn't it?"

Mary glanced around, and after seeing her face clearly, a smile appeared on her face, "Yes, it's me, Aunt Maria, you haven't changed at all!"

Aunt Maria shook her head with a smile, and said, "How is that possible! Your sweet-talking habit hasn't changed yet!"

Mary smiled, "No, it's not me who loves to talk sweetly, but Julie, don't you remember?" After speaking, the smile on her face became weaker.

"Oh, I'm sorry, dear, I always can't tell the two of you apart." Maria opened her arms and hugged Mary apologetically, "You two always like to make people guess who is Mary and who is Julie, isn't it Right? By the way, why didn't Julie come with you? Honey?" Maria looked at Mary and asked.

"She..." Mary hesitated for a while, facing Maria's puzzled gaze, she smiled: "She doesn't work in New York now."

"Oh, really?" Maria nodded, "No wonder I haven't seen you two for a long time, maybe, a year? Or two years?"

"Three years, four months and five days!" Mary blurted out, and immediately regretted it, and glanced at Maria carefully.

"Oh, so it's been that long?" Maria laughed and said unconsciously: "Ah, you remember so clearly! It seems that I am really old!" She said, holding Mary hand, "Come on, I have to say you're lucky, the waffles in the kitchenette are probably ready, and that's your favorite, isn't it?"

Mary secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't dare to mention Julie again, she nodded, and was obediently led by her to the kitchen. In fact, waffles are Julie's favorite food...

"Oh, by the way, you came just in time. I'm preparing for the event the day after tomorrow. My dear, can you help me out?" Maria asked.

"Event? The day after tomorrow?" Mary asked. "What event?"

"The day after tomorrow is Thanksgiving! My dear." Maria took out the steaming waffles from the oven and said with a smile, "Have you forgotten our tradition?"

Mary showed an expression of "ah, damn it, I forgot about this", and then said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm just, I'm just a little bit busy, that's why I'm so busy"

Maria smiled, took out a clean white dinner plate from the cupboard, shoveled a piece of waffle on it, "Oh, don't apologize, honey, it's not your fault!" She reached out and lifted the dinner plate Handed it to Mary, "Among the children who go out from here, only you and Julie will come back from time to time, which is already very good. I can't ask you to remember everything."

Mary held the dinner plate in both hands and looked down at the waffles on the plate. The delicious smell hit her nostrils, which directly aroused her appetite, "What can I do for you?"

"You know, every Thanksgiving we give food to... the homeless people in the neighborhood." Maria reached out and pushed Mary to sit at the dining table, then turned around and took out a bottle of chocolate sauce from the refrigerator, and poured a big The chocolates piled on the plate Mary was holding. "This year, too." She put down the bottle of Nutella. "However, since Kasha is back home for Thanksgiving, I'm a bit overwhelmed, and I really need you to help me prepare food, of course, if you can, I mean... if your adoptive parents don't mind If so, I very much hope that you can help me take the children to distribute food on Thanksgiving Day."

"No problem." Mary nodded briskly and said, "So, when do you start preparing?"

"Oh, time is a little tight, you can join in today!" Maria said with a smile, "Oh, why don't you eat? Chocolate and waffles, your favorite, isn't it?"

Mary looked down at the dinner plate, sighed, forced a smile, and said, "Of course, yes, the favorite of all favorites." After speaking, she picked up the knife and fork that Maria had prepared for her, cut The next piece of waffle was covered with thick chocolate sauce. He took a deep breath and stuffed it into his mouth. When he looked up, he saw Maria looking at her expectantly. So Mary chewed a few times dryly. She swallowed it hard, only to feel that the whole mouth was filled with sweet and sticky chocolate sauce. She smiled at Maria and said, "Very, very delicious!"

In any case, facing Maria's kind smile, Mary ate the whole piece of waffle covered with chocolate sauce, and then began to help Maria prepare the Thanksgiving food.

Although the Fox Orphanage’s economy is not so well off, it has persisted year after year in preparing food for the homeless people in the neighborhood on Thanksgiving Day. This is because it wants to use this festival to thank the homeless people in the neighborhood .In Brooklyn, a place where the overall law and order is not very good, the children in the orphanage can grow up safely, whether they go out to play or go to school, it is thanks to their help.

Before Mary was adopted, because she was older among the children, she and Julie participated in the Thanksgiving food preparation and distribution every year.For her, all this is very familiar, Mary folded the cardboard in her hand into a square box, and subconsciously handed it to the right.

"Sister Mary!" The little girl sitting opposite Mary cried out in amazement, watching her pass the box that should have been handed over to the empty right.

"Oh!" Mary passed the box over, lowered her eyes, and unconsciously reached out to touch the red bracelet on her right wrist.In the past, she and Julie were the partners. She folded the carton, and Julie sat on her right hand and took the formed box and reinforced it with tape.

"Mary!" Maria came out of the kitchen with a purse in her hand, "Can you help me to the fruit shop?"

Mary put down the half-made carton, stood up, and asked, "Well, do you need me to buy anything?"

Maria nodded and said, "Yes, we still need some apples. The fruit shop is not far from us. Turn left when you go out, and you can see it after three intersections..." Then, she took out some apples from her wallet. Qian Lai, "I think about it, if you want to make applesauce, you must at least buy..."

"Got it!" Mary picked up her bag and left.

"Hey, get the money!" Maria called.

Mary lifted the bag in her hand, "Don't worry, I have the money!"

"Hey, no, Mary, I need it" Maria chased out, but saw Mary running towards the gate quickly, she couldn't help but shook her head, and said to herself: "Why is this child suddenly So impatient? I haven't told her how many apples to buy!"

Mary quickly ran out of the orphanage and walked towards the fruit shop that Maria mentioned. She regretted agreeing to stay and help prepare.

For three years, four months and five days, she worked hard to keep herself in a calm state, not to be overwhelmed by missing or anxiety, so that she could find Julie as soon as possible.However, in the Fox Orphanage, those shared memories of them, those indelible habits left by their intimate lives, hit her hard like a huge hammer.

The fruit shop was indeed not far away. Mary walked to the fruit shop stand, looked left and right, reached out to the box containing apples, picked up an apple and looked at it.

At this moment, a man wearing a peaked cap came from a distance. He walked up to Mary, glanced at the cherries in the box in front of him, and picked them randomly a few times. He seemed dissatisfied, and turned to look at Mary. Fruit here, and then he held out his hand to the box of apples in front of Mary.

Mary didn't expect him to reach out, and was about to put down the apple in her hand, so she dropped her hand suddenly, so she bumped into his hand hard.She felt as if she had hit something hard, and with a bang, the apple in her hand flew obliquely behind her.She immediately turned around to pick up the apples, but in the end, she saw the apples appearing in front of her eyes. She raised her eyes and saw a tall man wearing a peaked cap standing behind him. He was holding the apple that had been knocked into the air. He smiled at her friendly and said, "Fortunately, I caught it!"

At this moment, Mary felt that her ability to control her face suddenly failed, she lowered her eyes, and took the apple in his hand expressionlessly.

The man who knocked her apple away watched Mary put the apple back in the box and said to her, "I'm so sorry!"

Mary touched the sore wrist, and in a blink of an eye, she looked at the man standing beside her, only to see a very sincere expression on the man's unshaven face.She didn't speak, just nodded, then turned her head to look at the man who caught the apple, and finally, facing the fruit shop owner, said: "Give me a box of apples!"

The fruit shop owner nodded, turned around and went in to get a whole box of apples.

Mary looked straight at the fruit shop, standing with her back stiff and tense.Beside her, the man was still picking fruits. He turned his head and looked behind him from time to time, talking with the man who caught Mary's apples. The two discussed softly what fruit to buy, with a casual and familiar tone. They came out in a good mood.

However, at this moment, no one knows how entangled Mary's heart is, how fiercely she is fighting a psychological struggle, she knows that she has not admitted her mistake, the man who caught the apple is none other than Captain America!It was she who was looking for that Captain America Steven Rogers!And the man beside her who knocked out the apple in her hand is Captain America's good friend James Barnes!

My God, what should I do?Mary asked repeatedly in her heart, what should I do?what to do?