Holding the man's arm, Paige raised her head and asked her boyfriend. Her eyes were full of worry, as if she already knew the truth.
After hearing her words, the captain paused for a moment. He covered his face and continued to move forward, answering in a low voice:
"Yes, I dreamed about my godfather again. This time I broke his hand again. I deserved it. He refused to rest in peace. He also bought my favorite beef burger. But I failed him."
Perhaps it was when facing Peggy that he could show such a little weakness, whimpering like a wounded animal, and his body trembled violently.
"I understand that this incident has caused serious psychological trauma to you, but it has been decades since then." Peggy touched his back and patted him gently with her warm little hands, as if coaxing a child.
Said: "If Mr. Wilson has a spirit in heaven, he will definitely not blame you, what do you think?"
After hearing this, Steve nodded subconsciously.
Of course, Peggy also knew her godfather. Back then, the godfather drove a transport plane across the battlefield to deliver supplies to the Strategic Science Corps. He also gave Peggy a pair of red long johns.
However, thinking about this, it was obviously a funny thing, but Steve felt even more sad.
The corridor in the spaceship is not particularly spacious, and the conference room is not far from Steve's room. He arrived at the location in just a moment of thinking. The door opened automatically after detecting the corresponding person. Peggy helped him back to the bed.
superior.
Steve, who didn't dare to lie down, just sat on the bed and rubbed his face with his hands. After calming down, he said:
"I can't forget that day, let alone forgive my mistakes. I'm sorry for him, Bucky, and Aunt Qin. Sometimes I really wish it was me who died."
Regretful words kept coming out of his mouth, along with beating his head and face. If Harley had been there, he would have recognized this as a sign of depression at a glance.
Depression is always accompanied by varying degrees of self-harm and self-denial.
"Alas, I don't know what to say. Mr. Wilson is indeed a good man and he shouldn't have ended up like that, but things have already happened and we can't change history."
Peggy hugged her boyfriend's neck and nuzzled Steve's head with her head, but quickly stood up:
"Calm down. I'm going to ask Sharon to come over and accompany you. She is relatively young and may know some other enlightenment methods in the new era. I have to continue the meeting. Sorry, dear, but Fury is still waiting for me.
"
After finishing speaking, Steve had no reaction. He seemed to be staring at the white bulkhead of the spacecraft in a daze.
So Peggy left, looking like she was in a hurry. After all, she was the former director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and she always paid attention to business matters when it came to matters. Steve was not surprised at all, her style had always been like this.
The room became quiet again. Steve put his elbows on his knees and put his hands together on his chin, as if praying.
But there are no icons or priests here, just simple rooms, and the sound of dripping water coming from the bathroom. This is the residual water dripping from the showerhead after taking a bath.
Hearing this sound, Steve felt uncomfortable all over and decided to take another shower. Maybe a cold water bath would help him get rid of the influence of the nightmare and get out of that feeling.
I really need to calm down.
So he stood up, walked to the cabinet where the clothes were stored, and opened the cabinet door with both hands.
But he didn't know what was going on. As if he had lost consciousness, Steve found that in front of him was not a wardrobe, but a coffin.
He opened the coffin, and the godfather who was missing an arm was lying inside. There was a photo of him during his lifetime fixed with a stapler on the burnt head. This was the scene at the funeral that year!
The sudden change caused the captain to take several steps back, as if he could not control his body, until the people behind him supported him. They turned out to be guests attending the funeral.
But they didn't speak, they just looked at him with horrified eyes. Steve followed their gazes and found that the godfather's severed arm was actually in his hand!
"No!!!!!"
He let out a scream of collapse, his eyes turned white and he wanted to faint. The scene from that year was repeated again. The pain in his heart was not only doubled?
"Wake up! Steve, wake up!"
At this moment, he felt that his face began to hurt again, and Bucky's voice seemed to be heard from the horizon. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was still in the conference room of the spaceship, and everyone looked at him with surprised expressions.
"What's wrong with you, Old Antique? Me." Tony began to say the lines he had said before again, just like when he said them for the first time.
But Steve had no intention of listening. He nervously shook off Bucky's hand and signaled to Fury and Paige in the crowd to stop talking. He rushed out of the conference room alone.
He felt something was wrong, something was wrong, waking up from a dream was still a dream, was he still in a dream now?
Not sure. In this case, the communication with the person in the dream is actually not important. He needs to find evidence that he really woke up, or something else. His mind is very confused right now. He has no other ideas and just wants to escape.
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"Wait a minute, Captain, what's wrong with you?" Black Widow's voice came from behind. It turned out that she was chasing after her, and asked with a worried look: "You seem to have had a nightmare, but what kind of dream can
To scare a top tough guy like you?"
She also told a little joke, the punchline of which was speaking American slang with a furry bear accent.
"Are you serious? Natasha?" Steve stopped, covering his head and leaning against the corridor wall: "Can you hit me?"
The red-haired woman's eyes changed. She looked him up and down and nodded slowly:
"I didn't expect that you still have such a hobby after we have known each other for so many years. I heard before that some people wanted me to step on them, and some wanted to drink my bath water, but I didn't expect you, captain, to be such a person. But look.
As for our friendship, I agree, but just this once, okay? Turn around, stick your butt up, do you want me to use the whip or the butt of the gun?"
"It's not what you think! Black Widow, I didn't mean that!" Steve quickly clarified, waving his hands around to prove his innocence: "I suspect that I am dreaming, understand? I have to make sure that I am real first.
I woke up, so I need you to hit me to see if there is any real pain."
However, Black Widow is an elite from a red house, and she has seen too many dark things.
"Ah, yes, yes, hehe."
She said words of approval, but her eyes became more perfunctory, and then she raised a hand:
"I completely understand. You need something stronger. I used Widow's Sting's electric shock mode, which can make ordinary people faint from pain. Now you should be satisfied, right? But I agreed, it's only for once today. I like it.
We cannot let him misunderstand our relationship as teammates."
In this regard, the captain no longer wanted to explain. Anyway, as long as the widow was willing to hit herself, the last time she hit herself on the head in the dream was painful, it was useless. This time, someone else had to hit her to prove whether she was awake.
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Now that the goal has been achieved, it doesn't matter whether Natasha regards herself as a pervert or not. Steve thought so and patted his chest hard: