[Comprehensive Yingmei] The target of the task came to the door

"Sorry, I have something to do, I'm late." Steve, dressed in a black suit and holding a bouquet of white lilies, hurried to the appointed place.

"It's not far up there, why don't we walk up?" Steve suggested looking at the sunny sky.

"Can you tell me about him?" The character of Ian's cheap nephew is well played.

"He is like a light in the dark, illuminating my whole life. Without him, I think my entire childhood and adolescence would have been gloomy, and I might not even be able to survive, let alone the current Captain America." Steve's voice was bitter.

"Could it be?" Steve looked blank.

"But he took care of me when he was alive, but I gave him very little."

"So stop blaming yourself, and don't let painful memories torture you. There is no debt between friends, everything comes from volition, and this is a friend, isn't it?"

Ian is right, pain is not all shackles, if it cannot be avoided, then you have to learn to move forward with a heavy load, so that you will cherish every next step.Maybe God will be kind, his Ian did not leave.

Ian, World War II hero.

"He fell off the cliff, and he couldn't find the body. It was just a set of his military uniform." Speaking of this, Steve's heart couldn't stop a throbbing pain.

"And did you know that your childhood friend has become a national idol, a superhero, and people who want to marry him can line up from New York to Washington and back again."

"You see, he is still shy in his 90s, when will he marry himself?" Ian deliberately teased that Ian completely ignored someone's opinion, "In short, I will help you watch him, and then prepare for him. A generous dowry, lest he really miss it."

It became more and more unreliable, but Steve's mood was unprecedentedly relaxed.The last time he came here alone, he almost didn't have the courage to walk in.

Steve took off his suit jacket, put it on the heads of the two, and protected Ian as he drove down the mountain.

The two people who got into the car looked at each other, their hair stuck to their scalps, and the rainwater pooled on their chins, sleeves, and trousers, and fell into the car mat together.The two were equally embarrassed, equally caught off guard, and couldn't help laughing as they watched.Steve on the board was almost pierced by the undisguised gaze from behind, and forced himself to walk towards the bedroom.Mouth urged:

"Why don't you wash it together?" Ian twitched his head and immediately regretted it.This wasn't the little Steve back then, if he really went to bed with this guy, he would definitely be compared to him.The extremely impactful picture flashed in his mind, and Ian couldn't help shivering.Why did he make himself unhappy with his cheap talk? It was all caused by the heavy rain.

"Well, I'm just kidding, I'll be ready in 5 minutes." Ian laughed dryly and plunged into the bathroom.

"Steve, have you found the towel yet?" Why was this guy so slow in finding a towel, and Ian, with watery eyes, waited for the towel to save his life.

Soon there was the sound of a hand being twisted, and Ian quickly turned his back to the door. He didn't want to be open and frank in front of someone and have a clear view.It was nothing when I was young, but how embarrassing it is now.

Ian held his hand behind his back for a long time, "Steve?"

"..."

Steve, who fled back to the bedroom, leaned against the door, his heart beating so loudly that he covered his chest with his hands, barely suppressing the illusion that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

This mole has a special location, and Ian himself

The unbearable crying continued. "It's okay, I almost hit my big pectoral muscle, and I jumped back a step while clutching my chest:

"See what else you need." Steve lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly at the person in front of him, for fear of showing traces.No matter what the situation is, Ian must have his reasons, and what he can do is to maintain the status quo, adapt to Ian's new identity, and of course protect Ian's specialness from being discovered by others.

"I'm fine, hurry up and wash." Ian walked out sideways.

……

Ian, who was sitting on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone, was speechless for a while. This guy must have been caught in the rain and was stupid. He has been weird since just now.

"There are only two towels in total, one fell on the floor just now, and you used the other."

Grabbing the used towel on the sofa, Ian knocked on the door and handed the towel in through the crack of the door.

Smelling the faint smell of the towel, Steve's face became hot.

Steve came out wrapped in a towel, with an extra pair of washed underwear in his hand.Ian glanced at it, saw the familiar color, jumped up from the sofa, grabbed his underwear, and hid it behind him.

"I just washed it by the way." Steve looked innocent, as if what he was washing was just a handkerchief, not pants.

"Oh, they're all men—"

"Don't you want to dry it? You shouldn't be able to wear mine."

"Go, go, who wants to wear yours." Ian, with his butt up, kicked someone's calf.

"balcony."

Ian, who sat back on the sofa again, still couldn't stop his fury. Someone went to the kitchen and didn't know what to do.The room was a bit too quiet, picked up the remote control on the table, and turned on the TV.