Marvel's Fantasia

The person sleeping soundly on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the white ceiling, Cynthia frowned.

She didn't expect the effect of psychic ability to be so powerful, which made her read the experience of her previous life.

Walking out of the room, she happened to see Steve going upstairs, and she couldn't help wondering: "Why are you at home? Isn't it working time?"

"Do you know how long you have been in a coma?" Steve shook his head, holding her shoulders and looking up and down, "Today is already number 4."

"What?!" Cynthia exclaimed, "Then today is not your birthday??"

Steve choked and looked at the girl helplessly.He didn't even know whether he should be happy or angry now: "I think the most important thing right now is that you've been in a coma for two days."

"I'm fine, don't worry," Cynthia took his arm and walked towards the stairs, "Fortunately, I didn't get another day of sleep. It's not good to miss your birthday."

"I don't mind that."

"But I do mind."

Let her think about it, they haven't celebrated together since Steve left to join the Army at 24!

The girl is busy in the living room.An extra colored ribbon appeared out of thin air in her hand, and she controlled it with her mental power to hang it on the wall... Well, let's tie another bow.

Seeing that Cynthia quickly finished decorating the hall, Steve pulled her helplessly: "Okay, don't do it, no one will come."

"Why?!" Cynthia looked at him in surprise, "Aren't Tony and the others free?"

On the 1st, Bucky was frozen by Su Rui, and he can't unfreeze to come to the party now.

So for Steve's birthday celebration, the only way to celebrate his birthday is to invite his partner from Avengers to come, but now the other party actually tells her that no one is coming? !

"You've been in a coma for two days, and no one knows when you'll wake up," Steve sighed. "I'm not in the mood for a birthday."

——Time back to noon on July 7——

"Cynthia?!"

Seeing the platinum-haired girl faint suddenly, the three of them exclaimed in unison.

Pete quickly supported Cynthia's body: "What's going on?"

"I don't know." Wanda sensed it with her ability, and then frowned. "Her inner world is muddy now, and I can't see anything."

Vision: "Wait a minute."

However, until one o'clock in the afternoon, Wanda still couldn't read Cynthia's inner world.

Pete: "How could this be? I remember the last time she had a fever and you could see her thoughts."

Wanda: "I don't know, unless she also shields me with psychic abilities, but I don't feel any hindrance."

Looking at the girl on the bed, the three couldn't think of a way for a moment.

Steve, who received Pete's call, hurried home and saw Pete as soon as he opened the door: "Is Cynthia awake now?"

Pete shook his head: "Wanda is with her in the bedroom."

The two went up to the second floor. Vision was sitting on the sofa in the small living room flipping through books, trying to find useful information. When he saw Steve came back, he nodded.

"how is she?"

These were the first words Steve said when he walked into the bedroom.

Wanda shook her head: "I still can't sense her inner world."

Steve frowned: "Could it be that she used the soul out of her body?"

Wanda: "That's what we guessed too, but we don't know how to wake her up?"

Steve: "I'm calling Stephen."

"It doesn't work, we've already tried," Pete said, "and Wanda can't sense where he is."

So Captain America took two days off.

Tony made a video call on the afternoon of the 3rd: "I heard that you missed work yesterday afternoon, where are you going to save the world?"

"Cynthia was in a coma for a day," Steve explained the situation, "how did you know I was on leave?"

"First of all, I didn't monitor you," Tony raised his hand casually to assure, "It was Emma who told me, that Emma Frost in the Senate."

Steve frowned and thought for a while: "My work is not directly related to her."

"Who knows," Tony shrugged, "maybe she's into you."

"That's not funny, Tony," Steve pressed his forehead, "what are you calling for?"

"I just came back from Libya and I heard that you asked for leave, so I want to know if our plan will be delayed because of your sabotage. Do you want me to come and see?"

"Are you going to check?"

Tony certainly doesn't, but he has Fridays.

However, after a body scan, the report given on Friday was healthy, and there were 26 days before the next menstrual period.

"Well... this at least shows that she didn't faint because she was pregnant," Tony felt that he should change to a smart housekeeper. "She looks fine, and she should wake up soon."

"Well," Steve responded in a low voice, and it seems that this is the only way to go at the moment, "How did that Emma have your contact information? Are you very familiar?"

"It's okay," Tony leaned back in the chair, "You know, I was kind of playful when I was young."

Mr. Stark knows how to be humble now.In fact, his love history can be compared with the battles Steve participated in.

Tony in his youth, because of his outstanding talent and rich assets, was once invited by a club: hellfireclub (Hellfire Club), which was founded in England in the 18th century.

The club gathers social elites and rich and powerful people. The membership system is extremely strict, and only those who are invited can become members.And Tony chose to join because his father, Howard, was once a member of it.

It didn't take long for Tony to quit.

Steve wondered: "Why?"

Tony shrugged: "The idea is different."

It's true that he loves to play, but there are some things that he will never touch, such as marijuana.Although this thing makes a lot of money, Tony said that he is still a person with a conscience.

So I played a few times in the club... Ahem, no, after seeing the darkness inside, he resolutely chose to quit.Moreover, by invading the system inside, the young man discovered that his father also joined and quit soon after.

"Then Emma is still a member of the club?"

"I don't know about that, anyway, she's not suitable for you," Tony glanced at the sleeping girl on the bed, "Compared to this, this guy is better."

Steve sighed, "Don't make comparisons, Tony."

"Okay. So what are you going to do tomorrow, have an Independence Day party?"

At the end of last month, Cynthia sent a message in the Fulian group chat through Steve's mobile phone, informing them that they would come to attend Steve's birthday on the 4th.

But now this situation...?

"Not yet." Steve shook his head.

"Then Prince, you continue to accompany your Sleeping Beauty, and I won't bother you," Tony stood up after the message was exchanged, "No need to see you off, I know the way."

Watching the mechs in the garden take off through the window, Steve thought about it, explained the situation in the group, and informed everyone not to come over tomorrow.

——Time back to the present——

After listening to Steve, she puffed up her mouth: "So what should we do today?"

If I knew she would not be in a hurry to train, at least I have to wait until after Steve's birthday!

"It's okay for two people to live together." Seeing the girl's unhappy look, he smiled and rubbed her hair: "So, where do you want to go?"

"Today is your birthday." Cynthia hugged the man's waist and looked up at him. "I can satisfy you wherever you want to go."

"In this case," Steve reached out to hug the girl, and Cynthia's legs were expertly wrapped around the man's waist, "I want to try it at the dining table."

"I said go out and play, that's not what I meant!"

Cynthia whispered in the man's ear: "You can't always think about these things, you are the righteous Captain America, the benchmark of morality!"

"But I don't want to be moral right now," Steve smiled and stopped teasing her: "Okay, maybe you should tell me why you fainted? Did you use your soul out of your body?"

"ah... nope, it's just an accident (no, it's just an accident)."

"But I'm worried about you," said Steve, hugging her tightly. "Seeing you lying there motionless, and there's nothing I can do. You know, it hurts."

Cynthia opened her mouth, but only said, "I'm sorry."

"It's not right or wrong, Cyndy."

Putting down Cynthia, he held the girl's shoulders and looked at her seriously: "You fainted during training, did this ability put too much pressure on you? Maybe you should relax a little and give yourself some time."

Seeing the concern in the man's eyes, Cynthia lowered her eyes and remained silent.

There was a silence between the two, as if a long time had passed.

Just when Steve thought she didn't want to continue this topic, the girl dragged him to the sofa and sat down: "Let me tell you a story."

After finishing the story, Cynthia exhaled: "I didn't lie to you, really."

She knew it was bullshit, but was there anything more bullshit than this world? !

"I believe you," Steve put his arm around her waist, "I actually met you when I was 14."

The teenager saw her in the park.

At that time, all the friends around the girl were fighting, but she was the only one who sat quietly on the grass and drew.

Her paintings are really ugly.This was the boy's thought after he found the draft paper in the trash can, no wonder he wanted to throw it away.

"Do you think I'm scary?" She looked up at him and asked seriously, "I'm not Cynthia herself."

"You are Cynthia, dear," Steve kissed her forehead, "If you are not, why didn't Stephen expel you? Didn't you say that the responsibility of the Holy Church is to ensure that the earth is not invaded by the plane?"

The girl froze for a moment.What he said seems to make sense?

The most important thing is that I have been photographed so many times by Gu Yi, why can't the Supreme Mage not see the abnormality of her soul?

So she awakened the memory of her previous life because of the blow? ?

Then this western Mengpo soup is too unreliable!

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Just remember that you are now Cynthia, the girl I've known for 15 years and loved for 14 years."

While talking, Steve stood up from the sofa: "Although it is very inappropriate now, I originally wanted to wait for the atmosphere to improve."

He knelt down on his right knee slowly, took out a small velvet box from his trouser pocket, and opened it to Cynthia.

I saw a women's diamond ring inside, with a pink heart-shaped diamond inlaid on it, not big, only one carat.

"Dear Cynthia Scott," Steve swallowed nervously, "would you like to be my wife?"

"No." This was the girl's firm answer.