When can I be resurrected? [Zhongyingmei]

"..." Freddy looked at the gentle Captain America expressionlessly.

If this man had told him earlier that the gift he was going to give was this painting he had already seen, he would not have come no matter what.Even if he came, he would not come with little expectations, and there were many speculations about this mysterious gift along the way.

Freddie couldn't help but suspect that Steve did it on purpose.But how could the upright and righteous Captain America deliberately use the gift as a gimmick just to abduct him to his home? This can only be blamed on his own curiosity.

The long-haired ghost carefully observed [Flora] in the painting again.

A portrait painted by Captain America himself...well worth it no matter what!

But Freddy is now a lonely soul who has no shortage of money. He can't carry this painting away, and there is no descendant to collect it for generations. It is really meaningless.Even, the existence of this painting clearly revealed to him an important message called [Love Debt].

So?

Everyone else is dead?

As long as I die, do I have to become a ghost to pay off my love debt?

Freddy looked at Steve silently: "..."

how?Is this man particularly favored by God?

So until the love debt is paid off, as a debtor, can I not rest in peace?

"Is there anything you want to ask me?" Steve felt that Flora seemed to want to ask him something.

"No, not at all." Freddie shook his head and said, feeling that it was really difficult for him.

"Aren't you going to sit down?" Captain America asked.

Steve naturally wanted to sit down with Flora and have a good chat.

"I'll do it standing up," Freddie replied immediately.

The long-haired ghost clasped his hands in front of him, his demeanor was reserved, and his expression was a little indifferent.

Freddie can't remember, and can't guess, what kind of relationship he and Steve had with him so long ago.Especially when he knew that he had a huge secret of femininity, he found it even more difficult to face Captain America.Full of tension, he wanted to leave this place quickly, away from the man's eyes, but he couldn't think of a reasonable explanation to leave.

Me in disguise, and the superhero I cheated into marrying for at least 70 years.

Lonely men and widows live together in a room.

——The current atmosphere makes Freddie suffocate with embarrassment.

"You're good at drawing." Freddy finally thought of an awkward topic to talk about.

But it was something that surprised him.

Who would have expected that Captain America, as a superhero, would have such excellent painting skills.

"My grandfather can draw, he taught me, and I also learned a lot of art knowledge, because I did have the dream of becoming an artist." Steve nodded with a smile, his eyes glanced at He glanced at the beautiful girl in the picture frame, and then looked at [Flora] standing in front of his eyes as if jumping out of his painting.

become an artist...

Freddy didn't expect Captain America to abandon his art and join the army.

But if it was this man... Freddy felt that as long as it was the path Steve Rogers wanted to take, with this man's will and tenacity, he would definitely be able to make his dream come true.

"Then you can continue this dream," Freddy said thoughtfully.

Hearing what the ghost said, Captain America showed a slightly stunned expression.

"I mean, being a superhero doesn't conflict with painting, right?" Freddy saw the stunned expression of the blond man, so he explained.He felt that Captain America could have a casual part-time job while working as a full-time Captain America. After all, it could be seen that Steve had this artistic talent and his own interests here.Relying on his own reputation as Captain America, he may easily be able to shine in the hall of art.

"It's not really a conflict," Steve said with a smile.

Then Captain America thought about his slightly stunned expression just now, and found it a little funny.

Probably because he didn't think about continuing to realize his artistic dreams. After all, in the extremely long past, when he made up his mind to become a soldier, he was destined to give up a lot of things.For example, he has never recalled that dream about art. As Captain America, he is very clear in his heart. His hands are not for painting, but for picking up the shield and shouldering the responsibility of protecting the people and maintaining peace.

Intense and fierce battle situation, front-line charges on various battlefields...

Steve also knew what the people and soldiers expected of him, and what they needed was not a hero with a paintbrush.

Just by chance, when he held a pen in his hand——

Steve will still subconsciously outline the figure in memory with a few strokes.

As Steve Rogers got farther and farther in the way of Captain America, that [Steve Rogers] from Brooklyn also disappeared under the Captain America suit.But the figure he had been watching was deeply imprinted in his mind from beginning to end, and he kept that beloved person deep in the corner of his heart to guard.

"I've been a soldier for too long, and sometimes I forget how to be an ordinary person." Captain America looked at Freddy and said with a smile. When facing the long-haired ghost in front of him, he could easily say the words that he had with others. Unable to talk, "And now, I finally have a lot of time, and I can regain the ordinary that I have forgotten."

Steve also feels in a trance when facing the 21st century.

It's like a dream.

When Captain America opened his eyes, everyone he knew was gone, the one he loved was gone, the battlefield he went to has become a long history, and the world he was familiar with has undergone earth-shaking changes.The whole era has developed rapidly within 70 years, and he had to learn how to become an ordinary modern person at the fastest speed.

The world is cheering the return of Captain America—

Captain America standing on this land felt... lonely.

"Flora, in this new era, I need to spend a long time adapting to this world." Steve finally had time to become an ordinary person living in the new era.The blond man looked at Freddy with tender eyes, and there were complex memories and nostalgia in his eyes, "It's just that I often recall the past inadvertently."

Freddy's pupils quivered slightly, and he looked at Steve quietly.

There was a dull pain in his chest, because he saw the indescribable loneliness in the eyes of the man in front of him.

When this man is facing such a prosperous and peaceful New York, will he recall the battlefield full of gunpowder in his heart?Will you recall those comrades who fought side by side?Will you miss the hometown in your memory that you haven't returned for a long time?Do you often think of that girl who made a promise but failed to meet again...

The battlefield of World War II has become history——

This new era always reminds Captain America of the fact that he is old; those comrades who were born and died have only become names in the memorial hall; The beloved unmarried girl has become a ghost wandering alone in New York...

One is a man with the oldest memory of all, and the other is a ghost with amnesia who knows nothing.

Perhaps, Freddie thought, he was luckier.

Captain America did not want to regain the idea of ​​​​"art dream", he painted again just—

Just thinking about Flora.

Only this way seems to be able to make this world have the mark of [Flora] again.

However, Flora miraculously appeared before his eyes again.

——Only she is still the same in his heart.

Her appearance has not changed at all, she is still young and beautiful.

Her eyes were clear and penetrating, as beautiful as dewdrops among flowers.

She was still standing in front of him, waiting for him...

"You want to know something from the past?" Steve asked, looking at Freddy.

Freddy stared fixedly at the blond man in front of him. He knew that in Steve Rogers' memories, there must be many parts reserved exclusively for him, and Flora would definitely be the most shining in Steve Rogers' memories. The glowing girl is just——

"No, I don't want to know."

Freddie shook his head gravely.

"Those memories we have, are already a thing of the past."

Freddie was sober, and he was grateful for his sobriety.

Since it is the past that has been turned over, there is no reason to open it again.

He clearly understood in his heart that reminiscing about the past would only leave more unnecessary nostalgia.

"Steve, we're done."

Freddy said softly, his eyes and heart were full of turbulent shaking.

But he still said so firmly in his mouth.

Steve looked at the long-haired ghost in front of him in a little surprise, as if he never thought that Flora would pronounce the [end] between them in such a decisive tone.

"You are here, Flora." Steve approached Freddy and said softly.

Freddy raised his head and looked at the tall blond man with a negative look in his eyes.

I am here, because the mysterious supernatural factors from the world are at work!

Is it not my own claim?

"I know, but we..." Freddy couldn't help but frowned.

Even if I'm a brother, you're blind and you can't see me in front of you for so many years.

But the 70 years of missed time, the distance between life and death, are you really not able to see it?

"Why are you here?" Steve asked suddenly, "Appearing in New York in the 21st century..."

— how would I know?

If Freddie had known, he wouldn't be in such a dazed state of lonely ghost.

But with Steve's words, another obvious answer is coming out.

A ghost with nothing, a memory that knows nothing, spanning a century, waking up in New York under the same sky as the person who promised, going around, there are still invisible lines between each other that lead them to each other in front of the eyes.

"Flora, you came for me."

Steve slowly said the answer they both knew.

——This is the only answer.

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