[Comprehensive British and American] Exchange bodies with Chaoying

"I see laughter coming from your place from time to time."

"It's very pleasant, we have a lot of common language." Peter replied.

"You are both boys and about the same age. It is inevitable to have a lot of common language."

"What book were you reading just now?" Peter found another topic.

"A Brief History of Mankind."

"Wow, I thought you were reading a storybook."

"I usually don't read storybooks at such a time." Mo Sheng said, "You know, reading storybooks is easy to immerse yourself in it, and your thoughts are brought to that world, and you can't finish reading it in one sitting."

Soon everyone walked to the banquet hall.The whole hall was decorated with a party atmosphere, and Xiao Dai was still swinging his mechanical arm at Tony, as if asking for praise.

"Well, not bad." Tony also praised Xiaodai.

Then Tony looked back at the other Avengers actors, cleared his throat and made a final speech: "Then don't say much—"

"The party starts now!"

The lights dimmed in an instant, colorful blurred lights flickered, and the atmosphere instantly brightened.I don't know who yelled, and the atmosphere was instantly ignited again. Many people laughed and yelled a few times and whistled.

Mo Sheng also yelled a few times, and she pulled Peter to dance excitedly.

There were also a lot of people dancing.

"Hey, Peter." Mo Sheng said suddenly during the swing.

"What did you say?" Peter couldn't hear clearly, the environment was too noisy, and the other party could only hear him now if he spoke at the usual volume.

"It's nothing, I just called your name." Mo Sheng raised his voice.

After the dance, everyone started to drink and chat. I have to say that it was really pleasant to have a clink of wine glasses and chat.

It's a pity Peter can't drink.

"Sigh." Peter sat by the bar and looked at the Avenger over there, and couldn't help sighing, "Why can I only drink juice? Mo Sheng, you are obviously younger than me."

"But in our side, you can drink alcohol even if you are an adult." Mo Sheng leaned on the bar counter, holding up the bottle and smiling, "We don't have the term 21 years old, you are still two years away from reaching the legal age. .”

"Oh." Peter sighed again, not because he wanted to drink so much, but because he couldn't drink alone.

"Party, don't sigh." Mo Sheng patted Peter on the shoulder and comforted him, "The juice is delicious too. Be happy, let's chat with them."

"Okay." Peter replied.

He didn't really worry about it, so he was quickly inspired by the cheerful atmosphere of the party.

We all know that a party needs to have a game project that everyone can participate in, so...

"Why don't we play truth or dare." Tony suggested, taking out a set of cards.

Steve jokingly said, "Why didn't I know you were still like this?"

"I've always been like this." Tony raised his eyebrows, "Steve, you can't destroy all those decades of hard work in reporting, can you? I still have to continue to provide them with materials to make them money."

"Hahahaha." Clint laughed.

His smile led others to laugh too, and the hall was filled with laughter for a while.

Truth or dare is always very interesting when there are many people, and what you want is the thrill of random matching.So everyone looks at their cards excitedly, expecting to be the one to ask.

"The one who gets the king shows the card." Tony acted as the commander.

Steve played his trump card.

Looking at Steve, Tony snorted, smiled maliciously, and turned over his own cards - also the King.

"Wow." Seeing this, Mo Sheng couldn't help screaming, and a fire called 'do something, hurry up' appeared in his eyes.

This is not an ordinary stimulus, the first one comes with a big killer, it's hard to say if it's intentional.

The more familiar the two people are with the game of truth or dare, the more exciting it is. There are more than 20 people here, and the chances of getting two familiar people are really low, and this is a disadvantage of playing with more people.

Anyway, Mo Sheng sympathized with Steve for a second.

The others stared at the two of them with wide eyes just like her, with curiosity and schadenfreude in their eyes.

Yes, schadenfreude, everyone thought that Tony would definitely ask a tricky question or request, after all, such an opportunity is rare.

"So our Captain America," Tony said after Steve's surprise faded, "do you choose truth or dare?"

Truth or Dare?

This is indeed a difficult choice for Steve at the moment.

"I choose the truth." But he was not a hesitant person, and he made a decision soon.

"Is it true? I thought you would choose Dare." Tony flipped the cards over and said calmly, not at all unexpected, "Since it is true, the referee is a little girl."

Hearing that he was called, Mo Sheng raised his hand.

"She can tell whether what she says is true or not."

"Sportsmanship." Steve smiled. "There's no need to lie, and I wouldn't do that."

"I'm starting to ask questions," Tony said, drawing out his voice.

Everyone pricked up their ears, afraid of hearing a single word.

"What's the one thing you regret or regret the most?"

Oh well, this is a proposition.

From the point of view of the question alone, it is not very tricky, and it is easy to answer for most people.

But it wasn't the same for Steve, and it wasn't the same for Tony asking the question.Tony knew Steve too well, he knew what regrets he had in his heart, and he hoped that Steve would name the top priority.

If Steve didn't answer very well, Tony...Tony would be fine, they'd all made up, and only be angry for a few days at most.

Those things have been too long-although it is only five or six years, but after experiencing so many things, those things have been pulled far away subjectively-it can't affect the present too much.

Everyone is wondering how Steve will answer this proposition.

Steve's answer was beyond everyone's expectations. Everyone thought of many things he would answer, but what he said didn't fit any of them.

But if you think about it carefully, you will find that this is a very thought-provoking answer.

"It's not me that snapped my fingers." He said, speaking at a steady pace, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

This is a serious topic, even if the Avengers will subconsciously avoid it after a long time, the actors know it well, after all, they have played it seriously.

There was silence for more than a minute, and everyone kept silent, with different expressions.

Tony looked at Steve, and Steve looked at Tony.

After not staring for a few seconds, Tony lowered his head and stared at the coffee table, as if he was avoiding something.

There is no need to verify this, what Steve said is definitely his true thoughts, Tony thought, he just mentioned it for Mo Sheng to verify, as long as Steve answered, he would not explore the answer.

But, but...

He really didn't expect this answer.

It's not him snapping his fingers...not falling off a train or fighting in Siberia or watching the world end, it's not him snapping his fingers.

Tony never felt that his snapping had any repercussions, just like he never regretted snapping, he was always following his inner voice.

He wants to do it, he wants to do it, he has to do it.

So he did.

When he snapped his fingers, he didn't know that he would be resurrected, and there was only one thought in his mind - he couldn't let his efforts fall by the wayside.

They have already sacrificed a lot of people, and the sacrifice cannot be allowed to continue, it must be reversed, and the goal must be achieved.

If he really had to sacrifice someone, it would be him. He was never afraid of sacrifice, as long as he won.

How much can the death of one person affect the world?Even if he is famous, even if he died saving.

Before Tony died, he was thinking about such a question. It was nothing more than a compliment. Maybe someone would commemorate him on that day every year, and then there was nothing else.

Death always seems heavy, but in fact it is very light.

He thought that the people around him would be depressed for a period of time because of his death, but it was only for a period of time. He never felt that his death could really affect anything.

Until I heard Steve answer like this.

There were so many people who cared about him, Tony really realized.He shouldn't have thought like that before, even if it was forced, but having that kind of thought is a kind of irresponsibility, irresponsible to Morgan Pepper, to Steve, to everyone who cares about him .

There were many people who loved him and many people needed him. The whole world didn't love him when he was dead, but the whole world began to love him when he was alive.

He should have found out.

"Okay, this question is settled, let's start the next game..." Tony took away the cards in Steve's hand, and lowered his head without looking him in the eye.

Looking into those blue eyes that are forever determined makes him feel guilty that he can't be as permanent as Steve.So this league needs Steve, someone who can give them confidence no matter what.They are a team and everyone cannot be missing.

The topic just now was too serious and the atmosphere fell, and everyone didn't want to be immersed in this atmosphere, so the requests made by the people behind were all kind of funny and can enliven the atmosphere. After playing a few games, they forgot the front I put my heart and soul into the game.

Mo Sheng has never drawn an ace, neither has Peter, they have always been the melon-eating crowd, and the truth-or-dare crowd is the happiest.

After all, it's not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Somehow, Steve had the bad luck of being talked about every few rounds, and he was the one being questioned every time.

"I think the captain should drink a bottle of Felix Elixir before playing the game." Holland said, this is his question, "Improve your luck value."

"If there was a Bliss Elixir, I would drink it." Steve said helplessly, and he also felt very distressed about being asked so often.

There are relatively few people who choose the big adventure, and most of them choose the truth. After all, the big adventure is not very interesting for them, and the truth is the essence of the game.

Once Olsen asked a question, and Loki answered, and Loki chose the truth without hesitation.

"What's the last thing you can do?" Olsen asked. She saw that it was Loki who answered and changed a simple question. She didn't want to ask this, but since the person being asked was Loki or To think about it.

"What's the worst thing to do?" Loki thought, there are many things he can't do, but the last thing he can't do...

"Hurt people I care about," he said.

Everyone looked at Sol in unison.

Sol pointed to his waist.

Everyone looked at Loki in unison again.

"Look at me?" Loki asked, and then said angrily, "I didn't say who it was, it's a fact, who among you would hurt someone you care about?"

"Oh." Clint responded.Of course, everyone could tell that his tone was wrong, so...

Loki glared at Clint, and Clint had a bad feeling.

He didn't know what the premonition was until he got home, and regretted being so obvious.

The game ended after playing for a while, and everyone continued to chat.Not all of them were sitting on the sofa, but some were sitting by the bar or other places, they were scattered anyway.

Mo Sheng and Peter continued to sit at the bar, Mo Sheng poured wine for himself, and drank glass by glass without stopping.

"Hey." Seeing Mo Sheng opened another bottle, Peter couldn't help but stop, "This is the third bottle, Mo Sheng, you can't drink more."

"It's only the third bottle, and the alcohol content is not high." Mo Sheng retorted, "It tastes like a drink, and I'm not drunk yet."

"Then why are you drunk?" Peter said dumbfoundedly, and took the wine glass from Mo Sheng's hand when she was not paying attention.

"...Yeah, why should I be drunk?" Mo Sheng rubbed his chin and thought for a long time but couldn't figure out why.

"Drinking too much alcohol is bad for your health." Peter persuaded, and he could see that the girl was a little drunk.

Drunk people never say they are drunk.

"I know, I know." Mo Sheng replied insincerely, she muttered something in a low voice and then raised her voice, "If you don't drink, you don't drink, then you have to listen to me, Peter, you have to accompany me to Let the air blow on the balcony."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

So Mo Sheng dragged Peter to the balcony in big strides.

At this time, the moon and stars are sparse outside, and the bright moon hangs high in the sky. It hung like this before countless epochs, and it still hangs like this after uncountable epochs.It is a silent recorder, silently watching the vicissitudes of the world.

Mo Sheng squinted his eyes, stared at the moon for a while, and sighed softly: "It's a full moon..."

"The moon is beautiful tonight." Peter also looked up at the moon, as long as he saw the moon, no one would say that.

"Well, Peter." Mo Sheng suddenly called Peter's name.

"What's the matter?" Peter asked, watching Mo Sheng put her head on his shoulder and straightened her messy hair.

"Are you happy watching everyone get together to drink and have fun?"

"Of course I'm happy, how could I be unhappy?"

"Me too." Mo Sheng said.

Everyone in the house chatted happily, and the full moon outside the house shone brightly, so wonderful, so wonderful.

"I'm very satisfied now, and I don't think anything could be better than this."

"Everyone can get together and be happy together, without worries and worries, without the pressure to save the world, and just do what you want."

Mo Sheng laughed, her smile was not obvious in the night, but it was as touching as a dazzling light.

"That's what I've been working towards."