Forced to focus on daily life [Comprehensive English and American]

After leaving Natalia Heywood's tombstone, Rosie stopped by to see Peggy who was also buried in this cemetery. Unlike the deserted Natalia Heywood, Peggy's tomb had already been placed There are several bouquets of flowers, and between a piece of white chrysanthemums and lilies, there is a small music box. From the mottled marks on the wooden shell of the music box, it can be seen that this music box has been around for some years, and the ballerina in the music box has stopped dancing. , standing gracefully and stiffly in the light snow.

She suddenly remembered what Peggy had said to herself when she was dying.

"Does Miss Mathers have someone on her mind?"

"It's the kind of person who wants to dance with him when he hears a song."

When Peggy asked her this, she was smiling slightly, and a few gleams of light appeared in her cloudy eyes. Those lights filled the gaps on her face, making her seem to have returned to the best time of her life in an instant. And bright.

Later, at Peggy's funeral, Rosie really saw Peggy's young appearance, but the young Peggy was frozen in a yellowed old photo, and then stuck on the marble tombstone .She is a beautiful and heroic woman, or in other words, she can no longer define her charm with her appearance. She was born in a wealthy family, then joined the movement against the Nazis, and finally became one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D. An Agent 13.

Such an admirable woman took Rosie to sit on the bench in the hospital atrium in the last time, looked at the ginkgo leaves fluttering in the sky, and asked her with a smile if there was anyone she wanted to dance with .

At that time, Rosie thought that the promise of a dance with Steve was not only the regret of Peggy's life, but also the beauty that she had encountered in her thrilling and rough life. things.

So, when she left, she was smiling.

Rosie turned her head, and Jason was no longer visible in the snow-covered white cemetery.

She put her hand into the collar, and the neck was empty.

After Bruce Wayne gave her the diamond necklace, she solemnly put it on her neck.This necklace is not so much a commemoration of Natalia, but rather a memory and evidence of her previous life.

After more than a year of turmoil, she didn't know whether she had come to a strange and familiar world, or whether she had really died in that car accident and was living a long dream that she would never wake up from. .

until……

The person who usually acted foolishly in front of her said to her, "No, I still like Secretary Mathers better than Pikachu."

"Of course, you don't know that I watch the surveillance video of you smoking with a tiger face on my desk every day at home, and you don't know that I can often see you sneaking from your attic with a broom Climb out of the skylight, let alone know that when I learned that you were injured and missing, I made hundreds of calls to your cell phone that was turned off..."

……

If this is a dream...

No, this is not a dream, it is real.

Rosie exhaled a breath of white air, which drifted among the flying snowflakes. She lowered her head and looked at the smiling Peggy in the photo: "Happy Christmas Eve, Ms. Carter."

"I have someone on my mind, Ms. Carter." Rosie whispered, "Although I have never heard of Johann Strauss Jr. before, and I don't know what a Viennese waltz is, let alone those who The prom queens at the homecoming dance do the same thing, but if... I said if, if he hunched over a little and held out his hand to me, I'd still be willing, put my hand on his, Dance with him."

"What I'm saying is true."

The most direct consequence of the confession in the cemetery was that Mr. Mathers ordered a takeaway coffee from Starbucks in the lobby of the conference office building. After drinking the coffee, he sat for more than an hour before he arrived. Rosie was long overdue.

Mr. Mathers, who thought it was Kailani driving here, was about to get angry, but when he saw his daughter's apologetic face behind the window where the driver's seat was slowly descending, he suppressed his anger again, and finally had no choice but to hold the official document Bao, sitting in the passenger seat, snorted: "This year's Christmas present is gone."

Although Mr. Mathers verbally said that he would cancel Rosie's Christmas present this year, after dinner, Rosie, who was about to go to the living room to watch TV, saw the Christmas tree arranged by Kailani Below, there are piles of gift boxes of various colors.

This year's Christmas surprise didn't scare her like last year. She first turned her head to look at Mr. Mathers who was still sitting at the dining table. Mrs. Mathers sitting next to him tapped the plate of corn soup with a spoon and said with a smile: "Baby Rosie, you can't open the present until your father is asleep. He's shy."

Mr. Mathers looked the other way angrily.

Rosie narrowed her eyes slightly with a smile, and while saying, "Dad, don't worry, I won't make you blush in front of Mom", while taking out her mobile phone and facing the stacked gift boxes, there was a burst of flashes.

She heard Mr. Mathers' snoring and Mrs. Mathers' giggling mixed with the stereotypical Christmas songs on the radio every year. The silver bell is even more special, it is the rhythm of Christmas songs that belong only to her.

Rosie followed this rhythm and pressed the camera button on the phone screen. In addition to the gifts piled up under the Christmas tree, there were also warm neon lights hanging on the Christmas tree, snowflake decorations hanging on the windows, and more than half of the dining table had been eaten. She even put the Christmas card written by Harry in the pocket of the down jacket into the phone photo album.

After taking nearly a hundred photos, she lay down on the windowsill of the living room, looking at the sky outside the window.

The night of Christmas Eve has always been brightly lit, not only the [-] LED lights on the huge Norway spruce in Rockefeller Center, not only the Christmas light show organized by the residents of Dyker Heights, but also many Many, ordinary warm neon colors like Mathers' house.

"I don't know if you can see the stars on the roof of World Trade Center Building [-]." Rosie murmured.

Mr. Mathers, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV with Mrs. Mathers, said coolly, "It's snowing, how can you see the stars."

The corners of Rosie's mouth twitched slightly, and then retracted again. She raised her eyes and looked at the clock on the wall behind the sofa. It was already [-]:[-] in the evening, and there was only one hour left before the time she had agreed with Tony. Feeling her face suddenly heat up, she jumped up on the spot, hurriedly said "I'll go back to bed first", and was about to rush to the bedroom on the second floor.

However, before Mrs. Mathers finished saying "it's only 08:30", Rosie heard a scream from the TV, and her body stopped before her brain gave the order, and then twisted. He turned his head and looked at the TV screen not far behind him.

The TV screen that was playing "Glee" was switched to the news interface at some point. That morning, the news anchorwoman who was still describing the first snow on Christmas Eve in words every second was wearing a thick down jacket. Standing in front of the gate of Rockefeller Center, holding a microphone for outdoor live broadcast, he said solemnly: "I am currently in Rockefeller Center, and I will bring you a live broadcast of the Christmas Eve attack. Her identity has been confirmed, she is Miss Sophia Simpson, a survivor of hospital violence some time ago."

Rosie opened her eyes slightly.

And Mrs. Mathers also turned her head to look at the TV, and slightly grasped the armrest of the sofa beside her: "Sophia Simpson? Isn't this Rosie's classmate?"

Then the close-up shots of the cameraman on the live broadcast confirmed what the female anchor said.

Tied to the top of the giant Norway spruce tree in Rockefeller Center, a tall woman could not hide from the [-] lights hanging from the tree, whether it was her panicked eyes or her eyes. Tears burst from the corners of his eyes in fear.

A person wearing dark green armor and stepping on a flying machine slowly descended from above her. He seemed to know that the camera was moving with him, but he didn't feel annoyed at being offended by the camera. Eyes, staring at the center of the camera, moved his lips slightly.

"Night Witch, guess what, can you still succeed in saving her today?"

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I coded less today, and strive for more tomorrow_(:з」∠)_

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"I have someone on my mind, Ms. Carter." Rosie whispered, "Although I have never heard of Johann Strauss Jr. before, and I don't know what a Viennese waltz is, let alone those who The prom queens at the homecoming dance do the same thing, but if... I said if, if he hunched over a little and held out his hand to me, I'd still be willing, put my hand on his, Dance with him."

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→_→It's really cunning, Rosie, isn't your boss slightly hunched over and he's about the same height as you?

Hee hee