"So... what is this?" Dolores stood in the middle of the two dormant cabins with a puzzled expression. There was a transparent viewing window on the top, and a faint blue light glowed inside.

Tony opened the hatch, pressed the transparent rubber pad inside, and turned to her with a smug smile: "Made to order, don't you think lying on the sofa or bed is not so cool?"

"So it's actually a useless tech-savvy capsule bed?"

Dolores lay down on it, and said with a speechless face: "No wonder I think I saw this in "Avatar"..."

"Who said this is useless!" Tony yelled dissatisfiedly, and closed the hatch: "It may have been just a movie prop before, but now, you and Barnes lie in it, and it will record your heart rate and brain waves. , and the activity of the cerebral cortex. If you encounter danger inside, your heart rate will rise, and adrenaline will also soar, and Jarvis will release a weak electric current to stimulate your brain, thereby waking you up."

Dolores stuck the two magnetic pole patches inside on her temples, and said to him with a smile through the glass hatch: "Of course, I fully trust your and Banner's technology!"

Tony raised his eyebrows: "Well, you'd better be."

Bucky had already been lying in another hibernation cabin next to him, Steve put a patch on him, closed the cabin door, through the glass, Bucky suddenly called him in a low voice: "Steve?"

He pressed his palm on the glass chamber in surprise: "Bucky? Do you remember me?"

Bucky was lying in it, his face was coated with a layer of blue light, his green eyes stared at him, there was no other emotion in it, only a little complicated.He shook his head lightly, and seeing Steve's expression dimmed immediately, he whispered, "You said you were Steve, are you really?"

Steve's brows were frowned, but he smiled at him: "Yes, I swear I'm Steve."

Bucky murmured, "But I can't remember anything, I can't remember clearly."

Steve reassured, "It's going to be alright, I promise, I'm Steve and you'll remember me." He was going to say 'I miss you so much'.

He looked at Bucky's confused eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Close your eyes and have a good sleep."

Bucky closed his eyes, waiting for the unknown.

Jean was ready. Dr. Banner put a helmet on her and asked her to sit in a chair. Through the helmet, she heard Banner talking to Peter while adjusting the instrument: "When she concentrates, By transmitting the images we see to this machine, we can see everything that happened on Dolly's side from the outside."

This sensor is composed of a metal helmet linked to a projector. They temporarily transformed the console into a central controller, and Tony authorized Jarvis to control the big data.

Everything is ready, the Avengers sit around the big table, Tony turns on the projector, there are only some scattered flowing lines on it, these are Jean's brainwaves.

"Let's get started!" Tony said, and he pressed the button of the transparent screen in his palm, and the curtains and light sources in the room were closed at the same time. After a quick staggered change, the buzzer sounded when the instrument started, and Jarvis immediately reported: "Sir, the startup is complete."

Jean closed her eyes, and joined Dolores's mind.

"There is a picture." Natasha said, some tangled lines appeared on the curtain in front of them, like a ball of thread played by a cat.

These lines shrink and elongate, constantly changing their shape, and finally they all expand into some indistinct color blocks, and then slowly form a picture.

It was a door, and Dolores once again came to the junction of her and Bucky's conscious world.

She unscrewed the handle and walked in. This time she didn't have too much imagination. This corridor was just an ordinary corridor with empty wooden boards and chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.

"I wanted to try a Hogwarts dungeon or something."

She said briskly, lowered her head to arrange her red umbrella skirt and white shirt, and walked to the first door with ease.

She held the brass handle and pushed it, but didn't push it.

"Huh? What's going on? I can't open this door."

Dolores tried again with a puzzled face, but found that the door did not move at all, as if it had been welded to the wall, and could not be opened no matter what.

Qin guessed: "You opened it yesterday, maybe you can't open it, try to open the next door."

Dolores agreed, and walked to the next door. She twisted the handle and pushed it lightly, and a gap appeared, revealing the floor inside and the palm mat at the door.

"The door is open." Dolores whispered, pushed the door open, and was surprised to find that this was the entrance of Steve's house, where they said goodbye to Bucky last night.

She opened the door and walked in, the leather shoes made a sound on the floor, Steve poked his head out of the kitchen in his pajamas and looked at her in astonishment: "Dolores? Why are you here? I thought you were still sleeping ?”

She looked at the window, only to find that the clear and hazy sky was shining through the curtains, apparently it had just dawned.

Steve noticed her clothes and hair again, and asked suspiciously, "Did you get up early? Where did you get a change of clothes?"

Dolores blinked: "Yeah, I...woke up very early, oh yes, I found out that I actually had hundreds of dollars sewn into the folds of my clothes. They should be afraid that something might happen to me. Give me emergency supplies, so I'm going to go out and do some shopping or something...”

She laughed a few times, and Steve looked at her curled up behind her head in confusion, not paying attention to her short hair, and scratched her head: "You still have a haircut? The barber shop opened Is it so early?"

If I had known earlier, I would not have chosen the look in "Roman Holiday".Dolores could only nod her head and said bravely, "Yes, after I went shopping for clothes, I found a barber shop was open. I thought it would be nice to change my hairstyle, right?"

Steve really didn't know much about girls' fashion, so he could only nod blankly: "Oh, okay."

As if he felt that his evaluation was too perfunctory, Steve quickly added: "It's very beautiful, you look beautiful in such a dress."

Dolores showed a sweet smile: "Thank you."

Of course it looks good, this is the classic style of Audrey Hepburn, a timeless retro style.

When she walked into the room, Steve suddenly came back to his senses, noticing that he was still wearing pajamas and with hair like a bird's nest, he hurried back to his room in embarrassment, changed his clothes and came out, and found Dolorie Ruth had already started preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

"I'll do it, let me do it." He took over from her, took the spatula from her hand, and flipped the bacon and eggs in the pan.

"Is the juice in the refrigerator?" Dolores asked, and after getting an affirmative answer, she opened the refrigerator, took out the juice, and poured it into a glass.

Just as she began to spread peanut butter on the hot toast, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"It must be Bucky!" She quickly dropped the knife and walked across the living room to open the door for him.

Bucky was outside the door, holding a letter and his coat in his hands. His clothes seemed to be put on randomly, his shirts were piled up on his belt, and his hair was a bit messy.

"Good morning, Dolly." He gave her a slightly excited smile, walked in the door in a hurry, waved his envelope and shouted to Steve, "I'm going to the army soon!"

Steve was stunned, and quickly put the plate on the stove to greet him: "Have you received the assembly order?!"

"Yes! I'm going somewhere in an hour." Bucky frantically adjusted his shirt, and it was only then that Dolores noticed that he was still wearing his leather shoes.

"That's a bit of a rush," Steve said. "Go and clean yourself up, maybe you can have breakfast in time."

He pushed him into the bathroom, handed him razors and hairspray, and hurried out to bring breakfast to the table.

Dolores also hurriedly smeared peanut butter on his toast, sandwiched lettuce bacon and broken eggs, but when he came out, he didn't sit down properly, but directly drank the juice in one gulp, and then took the Own sandwiches and envelopes: "It's too late, I'm on the way!"

Bucky stuffed a few mouthfuls in a hurry, and Steve helped him put on his coat: "Are you in such a hurry?"

"I can't wait too!" He said with high spirits, and hugged Steve tightly: "Let's go!"

"Be careful on the road." Steve patted him on the back, watching him with a complicated heart as he bent slightly to hug Dolores with a smile on his face.

"You're so pretty Dolly today, maybe I'll be back in uniform this afternoon, and shall we go to the Fair tonight or tomorrow?"

He said vaguely, Dolores stretched his neckline, pushed his chest and walked towards the door: "You said it yourself, you are in a hurry. Go!"

She opened the door, Bucky waved to them with his sandwich in his mouth, jumped down the steps in two or three steps, and ran to the side of the road.

Steve and Dolores watched him get into the taxi before closing the door and walking back to the kitchen table to eat their own breakfast.

"So... are you going to the conscription office soon?" Dolores asked knowingly, because she had seen the newspaper advertisement under his elbow.Steve took a deep breath: "Yes." In fact, he already vaguely knew in his heart that the result this time would not be any different, but he still couldn't bear to give up the last glimmer of hope.

Dolores shook his hand and looked at him firmly: "You can do it, I believe in you, if you fail once, do it again, don't give up."

"What? I thought you just wanted me to try one last time and give up if it didn't work!" Steve looked at her until Dolores had a guilty look on her face: "It's not that Bucky doesn't want to let Are you going again... In short, let him rest assured, but you know what to pursue, right? Don't forget!"

"...so you lied to him about the last try?"

Dolores hesitated and withdrew her hand and picked up her cup: "What's the matter, you obviously want to go more than anyone else, why don't you insist? I really believe that you can do it, so you must do it! Don't give up!"

Steve murmured and shook his head: "I don't even know why you believe in me so persistently. In fact, I don't believe in myself..."

Dolores was so heartbroken that she wanted to shake his shoulders across the table to shake his conviction back: "Oh Steve! Think about how much you want to do something for this country, it's your dream Ah! You've been going on for so long and you're just giving up? Can you imagine what you'll be like when you give up this dream that you'd give your all to? You're going to be an apprentice in a bakery or something Are you really willing to stay behind and wait for news from the front that our army has been defeated or won?"

Steve seemed completely taken aback by her words, staring up at her blankly, blinking his blue eyes helplessly, but swallowed involuntarily.

He began to seriously think about what he would become after he gave up this. He has always liked painting, and once thought of being a painter, but whenever he thought of his father who died in battle, he felt a surge of pain in his chest. A flame of unwillingness rushed into his bones and blood and flowed surgingly.

"No...I won't give up!" His chest heaved and he squeezed the newspaper tightly, and he grabbed a few folds from the recruitment advertisement on it.

"Yes! That's the strength! Promise me! Even if this conscription fails, as long as this battle is not over, those Nazis will not give up their idea of ​​dominating the world. The people need soldiers, and they need you!" Dolores bit Fang stared at him, as if a steadfast flame was burning inside: "Don't give up! You must keep going!"

Taking advantage of this momentum, Dolores stood up and pushed him towards the entrance: "Go now! If it doesn't work this time! There will be another time! Never give up!"

Steve put on his coat, and as a result, she stuffed the bag in his arms, as if possessing endless strength and strength, he just grabbed the newspaper and went out without hesitation.

Dolores pumped her fists to cheer him on, and sent him to the taxi heading for the conscription office.

"Steve! You can do it!!"

Watching the car leave, Dolores immediately relaxed, and murmured, shaking her head: "Those TV shopping hosts are too difficult." She cleared her throat, went back into the room, poured the juice drink up.

On the plate on the opposite side of the table, the breakfast inside was still well kept and steaming. Dolores put the cup on the table: "And he didn't eat his breakfast..."

She let out a long breath, and said to herself to the table: "He probably won't faint there..."

Dolores shook her head while dragging the two breakfasts to herself: "I have to go and see later."

At least the future Captain America is on the right path, even if he is hungry.

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