Marvel's Fantasia

Walking on the street with people coming and going, Steve suddenly saw a familiar figure in front of him.

Steve: "Cynthia?"

Cynthia turned around to look at him, and then leaped over with joyful arms: "Steve, you're back!"

Steve also stretched out his hand happily, but it was empty.

He frowned at his hands, looked up and saw Cynthia and William arguing on the top of the hill, and then the girl fell down.

Steve: "NO!!!"

The picture turned again, and Steve was holding a bouquet of flowers, looking at the girl in front of him with blood on her body and torn dress.

"Didn't you promise, Steve, why didn't you come back?" Her expression was indifferent: "I hate you!"

"!!!" Opening his eyes suddenly, Steve woke up from his dream, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

……

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

The fist hammered the sandbag vigorously, but Steve kept thinking about the dreams he had in the past few days in his mind.

As a result, the strength was not well controlled, and the sandbag was shot down.Looking at the sand scattered on the ground, he felt that he needed to relax.

Picking up the phone, he dialed Fury: "Sir, is there any mission recently?"

A week later, Fury didn't want to receive calls from Steve anymore: "Captain, don't you need to rest?"

Steve: "No, sir, give me the task."

Fury said that there is really no mission.The captain has been fighting criminals day and night this week, leaving the police in this city free. He thinks that the mayor should not be allowed to pay his salary in vain.

Fury: "Captain, you haven't slept for a week, aren't you sleepy?"

Steve: "I can't sleep, I'm very refreshed. Sir, you can also give me tasks in other cities, or abroad, and I will complete them."

Fury: "..."

After hanging up the phone, Fury said to Natasha on the side: "Steve seems to be in a bad state, and something will definitely happen if this continues. What do you think?"

Natasha: "Take him to see her."

Fury: "Well, good way, then you go."

Natasha: "...will you be reimbursed?"

Fury: "No problem."

Steve tried to sleep at home, still without success.When he came to the boxing gym again, he was depressed and could only rely on boxing to relieve pressure.

"Captain, are you okay?" Natasha's voice sounded.

"I'm fine, very fine," Steve said without looking at her, hammering the sandbag with his fist, "You can go back and tell Fury not to worry about me!"

"ah..." Natasha had reason to suspect that Steve mistook the sandbags for Fury, and curled her lips: "Do you want to go out and relax?"

"Need not."

Natasha: "Would you like a drink then? I know a good place and Fury pays for it."

"Today?" Steve stopped, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay."

Today is a special day, Cynthia's 20th birthday.

But she still has to go to work. Anyway, she has passed it once, so it doesn't matter this time.

Steve and Natasha sat at the bar, watching the man down glasses of hard liquor, and she wondered if Fury would cry when he saw the bill.

"Good evening, everyone." A female voice sounded.

The regular customers in the bar saw Cynthia and shouted, "sweety! You are late today!"

"Shut up! She's not your sweety, she's my baby!"

"Don't pay attention to them, Cynthia, they don't know we are together!"

Cynthia smiled, she was used to the teasing from this group of guests.

Inserting the microphone in her hand on the stand, she said, "Today is a special day, my birthday."

Incredible.

It was the first time for regular customers to hear Cynthia mentioning their affairs, and they couldn't help booing: "Is it your birthday today, cutie? How about we buy you a cake to celebrate?"

"No need." Cynthia shook her head and waved her small hand: "I will buy a drink for the guests present tonight! Happy birthday to me!"

After speaking, amidst the cheers of the guests, she signaled the band to play music.

Steve squinted his eyes and looked at the stage. In the dark bar, only the stage was equipped with spotlights.

The light shone on the girl, her blond hair was loose, and she was singing beautifully.

He was suddenly a little afraid that the scene in front of him would be broken at any time like a dream.

"who is she?"

Pretending not to see Steve examining her eyes, Natasha shrugged: "Obviously, she is a singer here, and I can introduce you to each other later."

An hour later, Cynthia finished her work and came to the bar to settle today's wages and pay for the promise she just made.

Looking at the huge bill in her hand, Cynthia regretted the hiccup just now.She should have bought herself a cake to celebrate.

At this time, a female voice sounded from the side: "Good evening, Cynthia."

Cynthia turned her head, only to find that Natasha was sitting with a man beside her.The man still turned his back to her, but she didn't care: "Good evening, Natasha, did you have a good time with your friends tonight?"

Natasha glanced at Steve, and the man put his hat on when he saw Cynthia approaching.That flustered look, tsk, she should have recorded it just now.

Natasha: "It's very pleasant. By the way, this friend of mine is here for the first time. I didn't expect to be so lucky to be invited to drink by you. I guess he should say happy birthday to you, right? Steve husband."

"Steve?" Cynthia called out strangely, but the man still didn't turn around, "Hello, my name is Cynthia."

Natasha put a glass of wine into Steve's hand with knife-like eyes on her face: "Actually, he's usually very polite, but now he's just a little shy. Are you right, Steve?"

Steve had no choice but to raise his glass as a signal.

His deep voice sounded: "Happy birthday to you, Cynthia."

Cynthia replied subconsciously: "Thank you, Steve, you too, happy every day."

Steve squeezed his glass tightly, but didn't respond.

After Cynthia finished speaking, she was taken aback for a moment, and soon came back to her senses, and said with a smile: "It's a wonderful fate, Natasha, your friend's name is the same as one of my former friends."

Obviously it is a very common name, but she has never encountered it before.

"Bang!" Steve crushed the wine glass, blood was all over his hands.

"What's going on?" Cynthia was startled: "Steve, are you okay, are you injured? Do you need to see a doctor?"

Natasha also got up quickly, but stopped Cynthia: "It's okay, Cynthia, he should be drunk, you go back first, don't worry about here."

The joke was over.Natasha felt that if she couldn't stop Cynthia, the captain would beat her up tonight regardless of the friendship of her comrades.

There was a burst of confusion, and Cynthia was still a little confused when she stood at the door.Hey, why did she come out?

Steve looked at Natasha calmly, and affirmed: "You have known her for a long time."

Natasha: "You should ask Fury that question."

The next day, Fury received an unusually long bill.

He glanced at Steve in front of him, and the gauze-wrapped right hand.Well, he knew what was going on with the wine glass inside.