Winter Soldier

In the dark night, under the dim street lamp, the blood-stained, white-haired face begged to let them go, "Please don't! Please...", the cloudy old eyes were full of fear and despair, reflecting the murderer's inaction. The cold figure that moved.

"Please... Please..."

Hehehe... The Winter Soldier suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth wide and gasped for breath, then remembered something, looked at the man who was sleeping peacefully beside him, closed his mouth tightly and tried to breathe calmly, his heart that had been beating like a drum for a long time gradually calmed down , but the Winter Soldier's mood was thrown into the sea, and the rumbling waves beat his thoughts one after another.

Worried about waking Colin up, the Winter Soldier tried his best to relax his tense body and restrain his voice. He lay motionless on the bed with his eyes open, listening to his lover's long breathing. He closed his eyes and fell asleep until dawn.

He didn't want Colin to worry.

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In the morning, after breakfast, Captain America, Sam, and Black Widow packed their bags and prepared to go. Even Wanda, who has been training her abilities outside, will come and plan to carry out missions together. The Avengers finally caught Rumlow and was about to appear Definite intelligence from Nigeria, they're ready to go.

Stark said he was very busy, this kind of trivial matter is not worth his hands, and Captain America is enough.

The Winter Soldier, on the other hand, was not disturbed by the people walking around the room at all, and sat in the corner of the living room with a book of physics and electromagnetism, studying quietly.

Colin also tidied up, wearing a formal light gray suit, with dark brown hair neatly combed back, paired with sharp and indifferent gray-blue eyes and thin and tight lips, he had an Upper East Side vibe. The elite style of successful people is incompatible with the Avengers who are all ready to go.

Of course, their purposes are different and their activities are different, so naturally they wear very different clothes.

Carrying his briefcase, Colin walked up to the Winter Soldier, bent down and kissed his lover on the cheek, saying goodbye skillfully like an old couple, "Honey, I'm leaving, I'm going to have dinner with someone at noon, don't wait for me Already!"

Without waiting for Colin to look up, the Winter Soldier put down his book, put his arms around his head and neck, and gave Colin a passionate deep French kiss.

"Wh--" Sam whistled loudly, turned his head and winked at Captain America, "Captain, your friend is really hot!"

The Winter Soldier didn't care about the reaction of the bystanders, and focused on the intense tongue kiss. Colin's heartbeat accelerated and he almost reacted, so he gave up and bit down on the opponent's rosy lips. The Winter Soldier let go of his hand and curled the corners of his mouth , a hoarse voice with a touch of reluctance, "Okay, you go."

Then he picked up the book again and continued to read it carefully.

Colin frowned and looked at the Winter Soldier. There was something wrong, but apart from being extra enthusiastic, he didn't find anything wrong. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was getting late. He had an appointment with an important person this time and he couldn't miss the appointment. .

Colin glanced suspiciously at the Winter Soldier who was studying seriously, blinked, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, turned around, took the elevator and left.

Captain America, who was on the sidelines, watched the interaction between the two, frowned and thought for a while, then approached his friend, and the keen sense honed from years of struggling on the edge of life and death told him that something was wrong with Bucky today, "Bucky, what happened? what?"

The Winter Soldier looked up into the warm blue eyes of the blond man, thinking that Steve was still so delicate and sensitive, and it didn't match his muscular, blond, blue-eyed sweetheart appearance at all.

At this time, the Winter Soldier has almost remembered all the memories, and of course he has regained the deep feelings and complete memories with his friend Steve.

"Well, it's nothing, Steve," he shrugged easily, and said with a smile, "I've been staying in the building all day, what could happen to you, Steve, be careful! Rum Luo has been among the mercenaries all year round, and his methods are cruel and difficult to deal with."

Steve had a serious expression on his face and said seriously, "I will." The captain, who still felt a little out of place, reached out and patted the Winter Soldier on the shoulder, with complicated eyes, "Bucky, we are brothers who grew up. Yes, okay? I... I don't want to leave you again."

The Winter Soldier tilted his head slightly, looked down at the book in his hand, and said softly, "Yes." After I redeemed all my mistakes.

"Captain, it's time to go." Falcon Sam greeted at the elevator door, Steve opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything, he just patted his friend on the shoulder, picked up the bag with the shield at his feet, turned and left , thinking in his heart that he must have a good talk with Bucky when he comes back.

In an instant, all the people in the building left. In the corner of the empty living room, the Winter Soldier sat quietly with a book, staring blankly at the words on the book, motionless, like a lifeless statue.

Time passed by, and the Winter Soldier finally raised his bowed head and put down the book in his hand. As if exhaling all the hesitation and trouble, he took a long breath and spoke slowly, with a low and firm voice, "Friday!"

"Yes, sir!" An elegant female voice sounded in the hall.

"Help me find the photos of Tony's parents." He wanted to see Howard's appearance when he was old, whether he was seeking evidence or struggling, he would take a look.

"Okay, sir." With the voice of the AI ​​housekeeper, images of a pair of gray-haired and well-dressed elderly people were projected into the void of the living room. The Winter Soldier clenched his fists in pain. The bloodstained and desperate faces overlapped. Howard recognized him before he died, and called out his friend's name in surprise. He might not understand until his death why his former friend, Sergeant Barnes, suddenly attacked him.

The Winter Soldier didn't understand why fate played tricks on him so much. Every time he thought he caught a beautiful tail, he was dragged into the endless abyss again, and the sins in his hands seemed to never be redeemed.

The corners of the tightly pursed lips hooked feebly, no matter what he did, he couldn't avoid it.

The Winter Soldier stared at the happy photo of the old Stark couple as if masochistic, closed his eyes slowly for a long time, and said tiredly, "Okay, thank you Friday, tell me, where is Stark?"

"Mr. Stark is upstairs in the mechanical workshop, do you need me to connect to the communication?"

"No, I'll go find him." His closed eyes slowly opened, and the Winter Soldier stood up suddenly, with his shoulders straight, and he walked steadily towards the goal. He never lacked courage and responsibility, otherwise he would not have taken the initiative to help his friends back then , in the war-torn battlefield of World War II, fighting north and south, going through life and death.

The Winter Soldier stood firmly outside the glass curtain wall of the studio. Inside, Stark was wearing a white vest and was busy around a certain mecha part with small pliers.The Winter Soldier thinks back to the days when Stark repaired his mechanical arm, and thinks that Tony is a nice guy, but it seems that hardships tend to favor lovers.

"Stark!" He raised his hand and knocked on the door, then pushed open the door and walked in. Stark glanced up casually, then lowered his head and continued to be busy with the work in hand, and responded casually, "Hi, what's the matter? If It's not important, just wait a moment, I'm adjusting the shoulder power system for Mark 47, if it succeeds, Mark will immediately become a more handsome guy."

"No, it's very important," the Winter Soldier's voice was low and persistent, repeating and emphasizing, "Very important, Stark, I just remembered." Looking at Stark who looked up blankly, he broke his boat and said, "Regarding about the death of your parents."

Stark finally put away his casual attitude, put down the tools in his hand, looked at the Winter Soldier seriously, and asked doubtfully as he walked over, "My father and mother? They had an accidental car accident as early as 1991."

"No, that wasn't an accident," the Winter Soldier pursed his lips hard, closed his eyes in pain, and then opened them, with too many complicated emotions intertwined in his eyes, Stark was already standing in front of him, seriously examining the dignified winter soldier.

His clever brain is running fast to recall the details of the car accident. In fact, he once suspected that it was not a simple accident, but he was too young and had no power in his hands. The traces had been erased, and no matter how he looked, it looked like an accidental car accident.

Today, some people said that it was not an accident. Stark squinted his eyes and stared at the Winter Soldier oppressively, waiting for his explanation. It was about his parents, and he did not allow anyone to make fun of him.

The Winter Soldier didn't care about the pressure in the opponent's eyes. He knew that he would face a bigger and more intense one. "They died in a murder planned by Hydra. In order to seize the super serum in Howard's hands, the killer..." Winter Bing blamed himself in pain, and turned himself in directly to the victim's son, "I am the killer." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and pursed his mouth tightly, ready to bear all punishment and revenge.

Accidentally learned that the real murderer of his parents' death, Stark's chest heaved violently, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the Winter Soldier with his eyes closed and his face determined. The stiff appearance of his elderly parents lying in the morgue kept replaying in his mind. Roaring, "Are you sure? This is not a joke!" Stark clenched his teeth, his voice hoarse, grasping the last of his reason to make sure.

"I'm sure, your father died from head impact, and your mother died from neck strangulation and suffocation." The Winter Soldier's words extinguished Stark's last trace of reason.He could no longer bear the grief, anger and hatred in his heart, as if he had lost his sense of autonomy, he raised his fist and rushed towards the Winter Soldier crazily.

Stark's angry fist hit the Winter Soldier's face heavily. The Winter Soldier who gave up resistance was beaten and fell back to the ground. The crime was revealed, but he completely relaxed. The Winter Soldier stood on the ground with one hand and raised his hand. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Stark with a sincere and guilty face, "I'm sorry, although I'm not, but I'm sorry, Stark."

Overwhelmed by hatred, Stark didn't want to listen to the murderer's justification at all. He rushed up, kicked the Winter Soldier in the stomach, bent down and picked up the other man's collar and beat him down, yelling frantically: "You killed my parents! Strangled them with your own hands! You killed them. Murderer!"

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Tomorrow I will officially practice, the update is uncertain, it depends on the situation.

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