When can I be resurrected? [Zhongyingmei]

epitaph……

Freddie felt that this was indeed a question worth thinking about.

And quite practical, too, since that's exactly what a dead man needs, after all.

Freddy wished he had a more romantic and poetic epitaph, preferably a beautiful little poem.Such an idea suddenly sprouted in his mind, and Freddy thought maybe he would have been a literary youth in his lifetime.The only difficulty is that Freddy, who has lost his memory, can't think of any fine literature.

Moreover, the premise of the epitaph is——

I have to have a monument first! ?

Freddy also probably understood in his heart that in his situation as a ghost, he might not be able to truly rest until the mystery about him was solved.At this time, Freddy did pin this hope on Spider-Man, hoping that the young hero could investigate his true identity.

Freddie wished he had a tombstone if he could.

It's not for the epitaph, but if there is a tombstone, Freddy thinks at least...someone has set up a monument for him, proving that he has left a proof of existence in this world.Instead, it's just a veritable lonely ghost——

Die blankly, drift blankly, disappear blankly.

"It's rainy today."

After waking up early in the morning, Carrie looked out of the window at the torrential rain that had fallen since the early morning of last night, showing joy on her face.Although such a humid and low-pressure rainstorm was hated by the students in school, Carrie only thought that Freddie would prefer the cloudy and rainy weather when the light was suppressed by dark clouds and no light could come through.

Freddy looked at the gloomy weather outside the window. Countless raindrops hit the window. Looking up, there were large black clouds. Even through the window, he could hear the sound of heavy rain falling from a high altitude.

The sound of heavy rain made Freddy feel inexplicably familiar, and he looked out of the window ecstatically.

——It seems that in such a rainy day, something very important happened.

"Carrie, what are you waiting for?" Suddenly a woman's serious voice came from the door.

Carrie was startled subconsciously, then turned her head to look at her expressionless mother and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mom, I'm coming to have breakfast now."

"Goodbye, Freddy." Carrie said goodbye to Freddy softly.

Freddy responded with a smile, then turned his head and looked out the window in a daze.

The rain somehow... upset him.

Some fragments of memories seem to be close at hand, the feeling is so familiar and approaching, but no matter how hard he tries to recall, there is still an unsolvable blank in his mind.

Freddie flew out the window.

Even on such a cloudy and rainy day, he still felt a burning sensation in his body, but it was tolerable.Bored, Freddie wanted to go out and see New York in the daytime.Regarding going out in the daytime, Freddy didn't feel any sense of crisis in his heart, not to mention that sunlight couldn't really make him disappear, even if he really lost his soul under the light, it would be a good end for him.

Freddie is back where he woke up.

He always felt that this place must mean something to him.

In the huge Times Square, due to the torrential rain, few citizens walked here, and the large and small ponds were hit by the continuous rain to create more ripples.

A long-haired ghost in a white dress floats among the beads of water.

Fragile raindrops fall from high in the sky, and any touch is enough to shatter them before they hit the ground.However, not a single drop of the rain slanted with the wind could touch Freddy's body.

Freddie couldn't even feel the coolness of the raindrops.

Freddie realized more clearly that he was a ghost in this world that even nature turned a blind eye to him.Then the next second he realized with horror that he had turned into a sad and sad ghost.

——It is wrong to moan without illness!

Freddie taught himself this in the bottom of his heart.

Even suddenly, Freddy thought it might be a very good and innovative epitaph: [Freddie left his last words in the world "It's not right to moan without illness", which has also become His epitaph is used to warn people not to spend time on meaningless sentimentality, but to face life...and rainy days with a positive and optimistic attitude. ]

Freddy was suddenly amused by his own thoughts. After successfully suppressing his negative emotions, he decided to take a look at the "Captain America Memorial" nearby.Before meeting Spider-Man, Freddy didn't think he could be so close to a superhero.The chance encounter before also made Freddy curious about these groups of superheroes who are not ordinary people.

It did take Freddy some time to find the "Captain America Memorial". When he walked into the memorial, he couldn't help showing a shocked expression—he didn't expect the memorial to be so big!

I don't know if people in New York will build such a large memorial hall for Spider-Man in the future.

Freddie looked at the pillars and the various Captain America posters plastered on the walls.

He is a very handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes. His face is as impeccable as a statue, and his expression and eyes reveal unshakable determination.From the expression and physique of this person alone, we can see the heroic posture of this hero who has gone forward bravely and never feared in countless battles.His uniform and shield are symbols of the United States, and Captain America himself is the banner of the American spirit.

Steve Rogers is the eternal pride of the United States, a glorious glory in American history, and an immortal legend in the hearts of the American people.

—[Welcome back, Captain. ]

This slogan is the welcome of the people in the 21st century to the reborn Captain America.

Steve Rogers wasn't just a World War II hero.

His immortality is immortality.

Even today, 70 years later, he is still a unique legendary hero in the hearts of the people.

"Captain, I really want to interview you. How do you feel? Visit your own memorial hall?"

Freddy, whose hearing became better, suddenly noticed this conversation. He looked curiously and saw a tall black man talking to the man beside him with a low voice and a smile.

The man being questioned was wearing a brown jacket with a pulled down cap on his head.

Freddy froze for a moment, then drifted over curiously.

Even though this man was not only wearing a hat but even a black mask, when Freddy met those blue eyes, he instantly felt a sense of fright that trembled all over his body.

--etc!Isn't this Captain America himself?

Freddy turned his head to look at the giant poster on the wall, and then looked at the strong and tall man in front of him in disbelief.

——No matter how you look at it, it is the same style with different outfits!

The blond man smiled helplessly at his friend and shook his head slightly.

"This is not my memorial. This memorial belongs to all the soldiers who have contributed to peace." Captain America solemnly said to Sam. mixed feelings.

In this new era, everything Steve Rogers touches is new.

Only here, a new place without his memories filled him with unspeakable memories.

But the history that is recorded and commemorated is only a small corner of his memory after all.

It is the tip of the iceberg of the entire war.

Freddy was still staring at Captain America in a daze, because it was a ghost, so he stared even more recklessly.Freddy thought it was a coincidence to run into Spider-Man before, but he didn't expect to run into Captain America so accidentally this time.

If he had been a hero fan before his death, he would have been able to achieve his wish to rest in peace by now.

Because the real Captain America is right in front of him, Freddie has no interest in this "Captain America Memorial", and his attention is completely focused on this blond man in simple disguise.It didn't take long for Steve and his friend to leave, but because of the continuous rain outside, Captain America invited this friend named Sam to sit at his home.Sam has not been to Steve's house yet, so it is an honor to be invited by Captain America, and he is very happy to go.

After finally seeing the rumored "Captain America", Freddie followed him out of curiosity.

After all—this is the legendary idol of the entire United States!

This thunderous fame really made a ghost who lost his memory remember it in his heart.

While violating a superhero's privacy doesn't seem like a good idea, Freddie thinks about his ghost identity—what's wrong?Are ghosts a crime of voyeurism, stalking, or invasion of privacy?

Thinking of this, Freddy suddenly felt confident.

Unexpectedly, the famous hero does not live in a mansion, but in an ordinary apartment building, surrounded by many neighbors.When Captain America opened the door, Freddie swaggered in and looked around. The man's residence was neither small nor big, simple and tidy. There were no clutter, only some necessities, and it looked like a breath of life. Weaker.

When Freddy saw a conspicuous picture frame in the living room, he suddenly froze——

"Who is this?" Of course Sam also noticed the painting in the living room.

It's a colored lead painting on a frame, but it's not finished yet.

Since it is in the living room of Captain America, it is naturally the work of this hero.

What shocked Sam was not the fact that Captain America could draw, but that the painting turned out to be the profile of a young girl.The girl's facial features in a white dress are particularly beautiful and delicate. Her long, curly brown hair falls softly on the girl's shoulders, and the floral-patterned headband looks like it is waving in the wind under the beautiful sunshine.

The shining eyes of the girl in the painting room were slightly lowered.

Looking intently at a bouquet of small white daisies in her hands.

The smile on the corner of the girl's mouth was particularly bright and moving.

The scene painted in this painting seems to be the most beautiful picture in the painter's mind.

Freddie felt only momentarily in a trance.

His eyes widened in shock, of course he recognized that the person in the painting was himself.

Captain America then looked at the painting, and the smile on the man's face became very gentle.

With calm affection in his blue eyes, he said——

"She's my fiancee."

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