winter rose

What should dancing be like?

Perry couldn't remember, and neither did Bucky.But after getting used to each other's stumbling movements, everything that should be remembered is also remembered.

The scene of the distant first dance has become a little bit blurred with the passage of time, only the ambiguous feelings engraved in the emotions are clear and often recalled.

Bucky, for example, is a lot taller than Perry.

For example, Bucky's blue eyes are really beautiful.

For example, he was surrounded by the booing whistles of his comrades-in-arms all the time, and the hearts of those who were noisy were also confused.

There are also Bambi with wet eyes and soft English red roses.

Good looking but not greasy.

Perry leaned back on her tiptoes, and Bucky expertly supported her waist.

There used to be a pain called Demerol that didn't work, but it's already been.

But he still remembers, and will remember in every detail.

Perry is easy to be satisfied, so he thinks this is good.

only……

dear howard

Seeing the words... also counts as meeting

The last time I wrote to you was when Margaret left.I haven't bothered you for so long and now I want to talk to you again. As you are so smart, I'm going to consult you, a friend of women.

Compliments before asking for Mr. Stark's favor are old rules we all know each other well.But I haven't done that in a long, long time.

Just a sentence of "extremely clever", I hope you can reluctantly accept it?

The recent days are as stable and comfortable as a pool of stagnant water, although I love this life like stagnant water very much.But Howard, you know, as I told you before—one can't be idle, or you will think about it.

Howard, a question has been on my mind lately.It sounds like a cliché, but I have thought about this question for many years, and I still have no solution.

I, am I never going to be able to get rid of those sins?

They have said since childhood that I am the original sin.It doesn't matter if it's original sin, any word is similar, anyway, I'm not a good person.

But if the so-called sin is to curse the York Army to fall into the glacier and freeze to death, I don't care about those people's gossip at all.But now, the smooth and easy life I dream of is achieved by forgetting who caused your death——

Howard, I feel far more sinful than a helpless murderer.

After all, I still can't forget your death.

Can't forget that it was Bucky who killed you.

It is the person I choose to spend my life with.

But I, although I can't forget, can't accept all the past that has happened.Still living the same life with Bucky.

I don't know if the life of a fugitive who is a fugitive can make me feel more at ease?The physical and mental torture made me more calm in the face of those guilt, as if this could make up for something.

But I know that it can't.

Howard, every day of my life is the same as the day before. I live what others say is a boring life, but this is what I want.

I think if I can't forget your death myself, then my life should be more difficult to make deals to fill those gaps.

But I don't.

So, what should I do.Howard?

You are my only friend, whether in the past 500 years or just a few decades in the future.And after all, am I going to bear the guilt of my best friend's death to spend the rest of my life?

Your death has caused irreparable harm to so many, in the heart of your son Tony, in the friendship between Iron Man and Captain America, and in all those who loved you.

I think that includes me.

Howard, I don't think I can face you either.If I had the chance to see you again, if I had, I would run away too.

Because if I see you again, what should I say.

How powerless I am sorry, maybe you will say that I am not responsible for your death, but I am actually on Bucky's side, what will you do?

If you don't think I'm to blame, what about Bucky?Are you familiar with Sergeant Barnes, the same, you are unfamiliar with the Winter Soldier?

I think I shouldn't expect you to forgive Bucky, I can't even say "Bucky is not wrong" with confidence.And I, since I chose to side with Bucky as before, although I know that he really made a mistake...

Howard, the reason why I choose Bucky's side is just because I want to help him bear the punishment when it comes.

Such as endless guilt and inner peace that can never be obtained.

Or, your resentment and disgust.

Howard, I have endured a lot of resentment and disgust from others in the past 600 years, but my mentality has not changed for the better.If such resentment and disgust come from you, even though it is difficult to accept, I will only choose to accept it.

However, I don't even have the chance to face your resentment.

Howard, after all, it is impossible for me to see you even briefly again.

You didn't become a ghost who wandered forever, so our last meeting was a small restaurant on the streets of New York.Not the time you got food poisoning, it was the last time Margaret and I ate with you.

Striped shirts, checkered ties, three-piece suits and a sweet, greasy, cheap mustache that curls up when she smiles.

The 70-year-old you are strange to me, because I have never seen you who are still alive at the age of 70.Similarly, I have never had the honor to meet Mrs. Maria, who was able to subdue Howard Stark.

The one I can remember, know, and understand will always be Howard, the woman friend who values ​​friendship under the skin of a playboy.

So what do you look like when you hate me?

Howard, I can't even think about it.

Me, what should I do?

Those who could point me in the wrong direction in those years have left me one after another, as Margaret said.Everyone is leaving, and I am the only one who stays where I am.

And all I have left is Bucky.

Anyway, Howard, I know that punishment will come.Although I dare not face it, since I chose to be with him, I will bear it.

Howard, this is the No.16 letter I wrote to you since you left. The content of the sixteen letters is almost the same, but I always want to write.

Maybe you can answer my puzzles as before, maybe you can't.

But anyway, I already have a choice.

Today, let's stop here.

In the future, we will meet again.

Your man, vicious little medic Perry Carter

The halo of the setting sun enveloped the quiet courtyard, Perry closed the pen cap, folded the letter paper and sealed it.

Then, he sighed slowly.

Some things are still helpless, and some answers cannot be obtained while alive.

And some debts that need to be forgiven can only be carried in my heart forever.

Steve sank into the Arctic Ocean, and Perry's disappearance, he always thought it was his own fault.

During Ivchenko's hypnotic hallucinations, Howard pilots the plane, and he finally finds Captain America.

If one day I can have enough courage to face my mistakes like Steve.Well, Perry thought, she'd go have a heart-to-heart talk with Howard's son Tony.

Because a sincere apology is meant to be said by oneself.

The little brother James, a motorcycle modifier and courier in the small town, just delivered a mail from Valeska's house next door today.Jerome went out to buy books but didn't come back, and when the pregnant Wilhelm came out to pick up the books, he asked him to help unpack the box.

Bucky nodded, took off his right glove, and took out a small knife.

The moment the tip of the knife plunged into the tape, Wilhelm's gaze fell on the inside of his right wrist.

That was the bond that had been set between them long ago when Perry was a witch.Although the magic has expired, it still leaves a faint red scar.

Wilhelms looked at the trace of the spell, and raised the corners of his mouth clearly.

So when she sent the neighbor away, she waved her hand.

Bucky's attention fell on her fingers again.

Although they are husband and wife, they don't have rings.

Maybe this is a very normal phenomenon.he thinks.

Today, more than 70 years later, even if you are married, you don't have to wear the ring anytime, anywhere.

Or, in this day and age, married couples don't need a ring either.

After delivering the last courier, he rode his motorcycle back home.

Perry was stepping on the apron to dry clothes in the yard, and he could smell the baking shepherd's pie from a distance.

And the velvet box that has been in his pocket for a long time seems to be some kind of bomb, which makes him so flustered that he dare not touch it.

Bucky suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

"Help me down."

Perry heard the sound of the car shutting down, turned around and waved to him.

So, he walked over obediently, holding the A-shaped ladder steady with one hand, and holding her hand with the other.

Perry only went down one step before jumping into Bucky's arms.

"Don't have sex in the future." Bucky carried her into the room.

"Don't you think it's too tall?"

"Tall?" Perry asked back, raising an eyebrow. "I'm an ex-HYDRA agent who was brave enough to jump from one building to another."

Bucky smiled as he stepped into the dining room. "It's as if you're not the one who's afraid of heights and wants to pass out."

Perry pouted, but said nothing.It's just that when he was put on the chair, he naturally put away the letter paper on the dining table.

Bucky went to get a shepherd's pie from the oven, and Perry took the coat he'd taken off, and went back to the bedroom to change.

After the sun went down, the atmosphere in the small courtyard became lively again. Even at the door, you could hear the laughter of the hostess and hostess.

And in a corner of the bedroom, the locked drawer popped open automatically.A pair of invisible hands unfolded the letter paper, and after a long time, everything returned to its original state.

Where the sun does not shine, the moonlight is cool.The man sighed leisurely, with a helpless smile on his face.

"But Perry, you can't see the ghost now."

In the mirror, a translucent pale figure flashed past.