[Comprehensive British and American] Exchange bodies with Chaoying

But I'm still different from 'me' and I've made up for my regrets.

I suddenly wondered whether Peggy had forgotten that I had returned during the time before she passed away.

I think she forgot, after all...

This itself is also a bug. I didn't interfere with the normal progress of things because I didn't want this world to become a parallel universe, but without my interference and only my existence, wouldn't it become a parallel universe?What's more, I have existed for decades?

I don't know, I haven't thought about it, and the answer to such a question after thinking about it may not be what I hoped for.

Time passed quickly after Peggy's funeral, and decades had passed anyway, and these years were nothing to me at the time.

I watch things happen.

I look at rupture and death.

I watched the time slowly come to that moment.

At that time, I took the things I had prepared early and returned to the cabin.

Banner and Bucky and Sam were getting anxious about me not showing up on stage.

For them it was seconds, but for me it was decades.

Will I sigh the passage of time when I see them again?

I now think I will.

Bucky noticed me sitting on the bench by the lake—I knew he would, he'd read my mind before I showed it.

I sat on the bench and waited for someone to come.

It's Sam, Bucky must have sent him over.

Surprised to see me aging, Sam took a good look at me and noticed the ring on my finger.

His eyes stayed on the ring for a long time, and then he asked slowly: "Are you... is she?"

"It's her." I said with a smile, stroked the ring, showing nostalgia, "We have a very happy life."

"Like what Tony used to say."

Yeah, a big part of it was Tony once said that to me, and after it was all over I thought he was so true.

——Try to do something you like when you have the opportunity to choose.

Not everyone has such an opportunity.

Sam nodded: "I can see it."

In fact, I noticed that he had a lot of questions that he wanted to ask, but he put them on hold due to various factors.

Sometimes you can get an answer without asking.

I said to Sam again, "There's another thing."

I bent down and opened the bag to reveal the shield inside, took out the shield and handed it upside down to Sam: "This is yours."

Sam took the shield, his surprised expression became more obvious: "Why did you give it to me? I thought..."

"Because you are the most suitable person." I replied, "Captain America needs to have the American spirit and be able to lead people... and you are the most suitable person. I am already old."

"I believe you can do well."

I watched Sam snap the buckle on and try the shield, then smiled and said, "It fits you well."

"But it suits you better." Sam said in a deep voice, "You are the best owner of it."

"But I need to find an heir."

"I understand, but—" Sam paused for a while, and I guess he suddenly thought of something else, "No one can be Captain America."

"But the world needs Captain America." I looked into Sam's eyes, and I saw what I needed in his eyes.

Sam also saw what I wanted to express from my eyes, and he sighed: "Yeah."

"The world needs Captain America."

"The world needs heroes."

Then I went into retirement.Well, I started retirement very early, and those decades count.It's just that life after delivering the shield is a real retirement for me.

I went back to the rebuilt Avengers base, and I went back to my room.

All the furnishings in the base have not changed, but things are different, and I can't get back to the original state of mind.

Thinking about the drinking and talking about the future at that time, I will sigh again.

Since then, I seldom leave the base, at most I walk around the base.

Most of the time I was in my room reading books and newspapers, or pointing Sam to use the shield.

Life was normal, nothing major happened, as if the world had completely stopped since then.

But I know that the world cannot stop, and bad things will always grow in the dark, but we haven't discovered it yet.

Even if you know there will be, there is nothing you can do until you find out.

I thought the days would just go by until I was gone - I could feel it.I have lived for a long time, and I have three or four years left at most, and I am about to reach the end that all human beings will eventually go to.

--die.

But it all ended on that day.

That day I sat on a bench on a grassy field near the lake at the base and read the newspaper.

I have the habit of reading newspapers, I read newspapers every day.It was no different than usual.

The newspapers that day were just like every day in the past, nothing more than some political entertainment.

But on the last page, it dedicated an entire page to the memory of one individual.

Tony Stark.

Today is his death day.

I realized it the moment I saw the title.

I read that page seriously, and I couldn't help laughing out loud as I looked at it. I didn't know why I was laughing.

【This year is the third year since he left. I have to say that the world without him is a lot less. 】

[We need Iron Man. 】

[We need to thank Iron Man. 】

[We need to thank Iron Man for saving the world. 】

【You are a hero. 】

The general idea of ​​the article is roughly this, anyway, these articles always say such things.

Hilarious, why didn't they praise Tony when he was still alive?Why should we praise him after his death?Does it work for him?

When you die, the whole world begins to love you.

This is the most ironic.

Of course, in fact, I have no right to criticize those people, because I didn't praise Tony much when he was alive, did I?We roared and quarreled, we fought with swords.Didn't I realize how good he was and how beautiful and wrong I was before he died?

Probably it is the inferiority of human beings, we never know how to cherish what we have until after we lose it.

While I was critical of the coverage, I read it carefully, and I love any piece of praise for Tony, whether it's sincere or not.

"Tony Stark is a hero." I couldn't help but read the last paragraph.

"He had a warm heart."

A voice continued.

This sound is so familiar, even if I haven't heard it for decades, I will never stop.

But it's so familiar that I can't confirm it.

My heart stopped beating.

My thoughts began to spin rapidly.

Is this a dream?No no no, this is definitely not a dream.So why am I hearing Tony's voice?Who made a joke with AI?No no no, no one is that boring, and it's not a joke.

So……

Is this a miracle?

Is this the miracle I've been waiting for?

With excitement, surprise and fear, I slowly turned my head and looked at the source of the sound.

It was Tony, yes, it was him.He was standing under the tree, looking at me with a smile.

He was wearing the clothes he used to wear, a brown-red coat and black trousers, and he was wearing black-rimmed glasses, which were the ones I had seen before.

As I watched he took off his glasses and winked at me.

It is these eyes, only Tony has these eyes, no one can perfectly express the emotion in these eyes.

The newspaper in my hand fell to the floor, but I didn't care, it didn't matter at all.

I moved my legs stiffly to get closer to Tony.

"Tony..." I called out his name, "Is it really you? You're back..."

And Tony approached me directly, he stopped in front of me, and held out his hand to me.

"Hey, do you think anyone else can be as good as me? You've already confirmed that it's me, don't be too sure, I'm back, I'm really back."

He showed his usual proud smile.

"So why don't you give me a hug?"

I suppressed the tears of excitement and hugged Tony violently.

"Welcome home."

I'm not in the mood to think about why Tony was resurrected, I just need to know that he is resurrected.

Of course, at this time, I didn't know that there was a bigger surprise waiting for me.

"Actually." Tony said again after I calmed down, "I'm not the only one who came back."

He pointed sideways behind him.

"And them."

I saw Natasha vision appear under the tree, and they also maintained the same appearance as the last time I saw them.

"God!" I couldn't help covering my mouth, and the excitement rushed from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

I don't know if it's because I'm older so I'm more easily moved. After I hugged them, I couldn't hold back the tears of excitement anymore, and they flowed straight down.

It's a really good day, I think.

We walked towards the base together, I asked Natasha what happened to revive them, Natasha said let me ask Tony.

"He knows a little more than we do."

I stopped and waited for Tony to catch up before continuing.

"what's going on?"

Tony replied: "I knew you would ask that. Natasha sent you here, right? Did she say I know better?"

"It is true that she is right. I do know more, but compared with the matter itself, I still know nothing."

"Someone has resurrected us." He said such a sentence.

"Who is it?" I asked curiously.

"That girl next to you," Tony said.

I looked sideways, and indeed found a girl not far from me walking with my pace, she hadn't noticed that I had already spotted her.

"Why didn't I see her before?" I asked again, "I didn't notice her existence before."

"Special ability." Tony snorted softly, obviously having some opinions on this.