Rebirth: I am the American leader

"I do not know."

Steve didn't look at Happy through the rearview mirror. He was looking at the shadows of the trees receding outside the car window, his face mottled by the light and shadow.

It's like time is trying to leave something behind.

Happy had never seen Steve like this.

In his impression, this guy always has great mood swings. You can see him laughing heartily, and you can also see him scolding people angrily.

But Happy had never seen Steve so calm before.

It seems like this man is not in this time and space. Happy is not a guy who can empathize with others.

But now he felt that Steve was in a flashback, as if he was not sitting in the back seat of a Maybach but in the back seat of a transporter.

"Hey Master Steve, you look like a high school kid getting ready for prom."

Happy felt that the atmosphere was a little too serious, so he tried to make a joke.

"Yeah, it's no different than what you said. I'm going to go on a date, maybe even seventy years late. You know, women can never tolerate a man being late.

Normally, if a man is late for half an hour, he will be scolded. But I have been late for seventy years, almost all my life. "

Steve sighed, his tone less relaxed than before.

"Oh my god, I think you're going to be scolded for a long time. Seriously, no wonder you're wearing a suit. Seriously, aren't you going to consider buying a gift?"

Happy raised an eyebrow, and Steve pulled out a pocket watch from his pocket, only to open it and take a look before closing it.

"I don't think I need to prepare any gifts. This is the only property I brought out from SHIELD."

Happy had never driven so fast before, and he didn't want to embarrass Steve, but was simply curious about what would happen.

"Mr. Steve, oh, no, Master Steve. I think you might need a security guard to open the door."

Steve looked at Happy and didn't answer the other person's question directly.

But judging from his eyes, this guy was much more serious than when he killed Eric.

"Oh, sorry, I think Master Stark wants to see me. Sorry, as much as I want to open the door for you, I'm afraid I can't."

Steve looked up at the hospital in front of him, and at Coulson, whose scalp was fucking pink.

"You don't want to open the door for me, do you?"

Steve said helplessly, and Coulson rubbed his chin awkwardly.

"Is it obvious?"

Happy, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Sorry, I just thought of something happy. Wade said before that he wanted to give birth to a monkey for Banner. That was a really funny joke."

"Hahaha!"

Coulson smiled awkwardly, and Steve looked at the two of them and spoke.

"I think you guys should just have a good laugh down there. If anyone knows what I talked about with Peggy today, I'll use mantis shrimp to pop your assholes. Please, leave me some private space."

After Steve said this, he was about to go upstairs, and Coulson opened the trunk without saying a word.

"Time was limited, so I only got these roses."

Steve looked at the trunk full of roses of various colors and grabbed a handful helplessly.

"I don't have much time left."

After he said this, he went straight up the stairs carrying a large bouquet of roses.

"I bet he didn't stay there an hour."

Happy pulled out a bag of potato chips from the driver's seat, unwrapped it expertly and handed it to Coulson.

"Steve said he would pop our asses."

Coulson was a little nervous, and Happy smiled.

"What he said was to let others know that we were at the scene, so we shouldn't be considered others."

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Steve had never walked so cautiously in his life.

He held his breath the moment the elevator door opened.

He had never thought about how he and Peggy would reunite, or how he would tell this woman that he was not Steve.

Steve's heart was beating fast.

The heart, which had not beaten so violently even when facing so many enemies, was beating so violently.

Steve saw the ward where Peggy was.

My pace slowed down involuntarily.

"Hi, long time no see."

Steve opened the door and spoke before he saw the woman on the bed.

Fortunately, Peggy is not in the hospital bed. She is very old, but she doesn't seem to have really aged.

Steve looked at the woman sitting in the chair basking in the sun, and all the mental preparation he had put in before pushing the door in wasted.

His pretended relaxed attitude disappeared, and his body involuntarily stood in a military posture.

"Steve, you're finally here."

The moment Peggy opened her mouth, Steve felt himself losing control of his body.

The first part to start is the tear gland.

His eyes, which had never been wet before, became wet, and he finally realized that seventy years had passed for Peggy.

"Yeah, I'm finally here. I'm sorry I didn't have the courage before. This world looks no different from the one I was in before, and most of the people I know are dead."

"You should have come earlier. You know, time is running out for me."

Steve walked gently to Peggy and put down the rose in his hand.

"Sorry, I figured I might as well go clean up the trash since I was already late."

"How's it going?"

Peggy turned her head to look at Steve, the expression on the latter's face was really hard to describe.

Steve may have never looked so embarrassed in his life.

This guy had killed countless people with his sword, but he almost cried in front of Peggy.

"It's not bad, but you know, that's how the world works. There's always going to be a lot of garbage coming out, and someone's gotta deal with it."

"How does it feel? The feeling of having to deal with garbage as soon as you wake up. Do you blame us for not protecting this world well?"

"No, I never expected to solve it once and for all. I just want to say sorry to you."

Steve finally lowered his head and looked at each other. This was the first time he and Peggy's eyes met.

He didn't know how to describe it.

When he saw those amber eyes, his thoughts were brought back to World War II.

God knows how many times he looked into those eyes at that time, and how many times he saw himself in those eyes.

"Indeed, it's been a while, but you don't look like yourself anymore. Keep protecting this world, okay?"

Steve's heart skipped a beat, but his eyes didn't waver at all as he looked at Peggy.

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I'm really bad at writing love lines. To be honest, the world is a huge playground. I'm addicted to it, and there are new fun things every day. Of course, I'm not saying that my relationship is unstable. My relationship is very stable. My girlfriend reads my books every day. It's just that I'm not good at writing about this kind of relationship similar to secret love in adolescence. I knew it when I wrote Dragon Clan. To be honest, I really don't understand why a genius like Jiangnan would have such an experience of secret love. I originally planned not to update tonight. I accidentally smoked a cigar and it went through my lungs. My head is dizzy. After vomiting, I really couldn't sleep, so I got up and updated a chapter for all the viewers.