[Zhongyingmei] She is such a sand sculpture netizen

Joanna paused.But she didn't have any more reactions, she knew that if the person opposite was as smart as Steve affirmed, her short meal just now had already revealed a lot to him.

The premise is that if he is sober at the moment.

Joanna moved the chair uncomfortably, then took a sip of the coffee on her small table: "So... what should I call you?"

Some time ago, Joanna had enough trouble with this guy for this simple question of title.Although she understands very well, a person who is quite confused about his identity will have a strong reaction to every name related to him.But that doesn't mean that Joanna really has the courage to use this weak point over and over again to test the other party.

"I don't know." Baji moved his neck slightly, and observed the electronic cell that trapped him, "Where is this?"

"What do you think?" Joanna tried to keep her tone as calm as possible. She didn't know what was going on today, but as soon as they met, the other party took the initiative to chat with her.This hadn't happened some time ago.Well, the undead Avengers went on a mission together again, and she couldn't find someone to discuss it with at this moment.

"I don't know." Baji looked down at the shackles that locked his hands, but the image didn't seem to have any effect on him, he looked up and looked at Joanna calmly, "I remember your name, but I don't seem to saw you."

Joanna pulled out a reluctant smile. She recalled Hannibal's tone when he gave her psychological treatment, and then pretended to be professional: "Maybe it's because people have different understandings of 'seen'. You now How do you feel? Is there something uncomfortable?"

"If you mean locked up."

Joanna didn't answer, and lowered her head as if taking notes: "So, the feeling of being imprisoned makes you uncomfortable?"

"No." Baji's face showed an almost trance-like calm, "I don't think so. It doesn't make me uncomfortable."

Joanna's pen paused.The answer surprised her.How could anyone feel that it doesn't matter even if they are imprisoned?She suddenly felt a bit of embarrassment about what happened to Baji in the past.

"It's not normal, is it?"

Joanna frowned slightly: "What?"

"I mean, I'm not normal, am I? Shouldn't feel comfortable being locked up, should I?"

Joanna cautiously avoided answering: "Can you talk to me about why you suddenly took the initiative to talk to me today?"

"I'm not sure...I'm just..." Baji began to observe his electronic cell again, as if this small space held endless fascination for him.

"This...um...does this device bother you?" Joanna asked, paying attention to the change in the other person's expression.

Baji didn't look at her, and still looked at his cell alone: ​​"I don't know, it's a little more spacious than I imagined."

"I'm sorry I can only keep you here for a while."

"I know." Baji finally looked at Joanna at this moment, "Do you know my past?"

Joanna shook her head.During this gap she glimpsed her notebook.After thinking for a while, Joanna decided to continue talking with the other party according to the original plan, instead of being led by the nose like this.

"Do you remember the last two conversations we had?"

"I have a little impression." Baji looked a little dazed, "On and off, I'm not sure it's true."

"We've discussed it. It's up to you to decide what's true and what's not."

Ba Ji frowned, and he looked extremely confused: "How can I be sure that my memory is real? How can I... be sure that you are real. I can't even... touch you outside."

Joanna felt that her negotiating skills and philosophical knowledge were not enough to deal with the soldier in front of her who might run amok and kill at any time.After struggling for a while, she decided to take a safer approach.

Joanna stood up and walked to the front of the electronic cell. On the lower right, there was a small window 40 cm wide.She entered her fingerprint, and the shutter of the window swung open.Joanna handed in the book in her hand: "If I had known that you would talk to me about this today, I might have brought you some other books. But, I think everyone will settle down. Okay? "

Baji didn't say "good" or "bad".Within the range of his wrist, he silently took the book that Joanna handed in through the small opening.

The book is brand new, and the cover feels like a high-grade matte touch. When you flip the paper slightly, you can smell the special fragrance that belongs to the book.

Baji was silent, and after a while, he turned his gaze to the cup of coffee that Joanna had taken two sips of.

Joanna had never seen that kind of look, and there was a bit of longing in curiosity.She couldn't help but look back at her coffee cup following the baji's eyes.

"Do you want to try?"

"Can you?"

Joanna was questioned, and she really didn't know if she should get the guy a cup of coffee.In fact, Natasha has reminded her more than once that until it is confirmed that Baji's consciousness has returned to normal, she should try her best to avoid contact with him other than verbal communication.

Books are not bad, at best a stack of papers.For the sake of safety, Joanna also specially selected the thinnest reader for him.

But if it's coffee... Aside from the possible impact of the baji on the brain that is not very clear, the coffee container itself is a very troublesome thing.

Mugs and the like cannot be considered at all.

That can only be...

"Can I serve it to you in a paper cup?" Joanna asked tentatively.

"Is it the same thing as in that cup?"

Joanna looked back at her coffee again: "It's about the same. I can recommend you the hazelnut latte that I'm very optimistic about."

Baji pressed the book neatly under his hands, then silently nodded slightly at Joanna.

Who would have thought that this seemingly harmless guy would drive her away in Gotham some time ago so that she wanted to grow wings and fly!

While silently bemoaning her fate, Joanna went outside and ordered a Starbucks takeaway using the mobile app.

Joanna said that she recommended a hazelnut latte, and in the end she really ordered a hazelnut latte for the other party.Because the small window for them to pass things was not high enough, Joanna had to pour nearly half of the coffee in the coffee cup out, and then leaned to pass the quilt in.

Baji took the half cup of coffee from inside.His hand was steady, even though the coffee was already swaying gently near the rim of the cup, he still didn't let the coffee spill out even though his wrists were handcuffed.

This is a good thing, at least it means that his mental state is good, and the nervous system is working normally.

While observing Joanna's reaction, Baji slowly brought the coffee to his mouth.

With just one bite, he frowned.

"do not like?"

"It's so sweet." Baji showed an expression almost disgusted.

The taste I recommended was rejected by others, and Joanna didn't seem to be as unhappy as she imagined.Especially considering that the person in front of him came from the same era as Steve. In that era, things were scarce, and a cup of clean coffee that couldn't even filter out the coffee grounds was considered a luxury. Where would they have the opportunity to try anything? Latte, or latte with hazelnuts and lots of sugar.

Joanna shrugged: "It seems that it tastes different from the coffee you imagined."

"I didn't imagine anything."

"Okay... well... maybe it should be called 'memory coffee'."

Baji was silent, he looked at the paper cup in his hand, the liquid in the cup exuded a sweet aroma, familiar yet unfamiliar.He knew it was coffee, and he also knew that the unique aroma was the aroma of coffee.He felt he should know it.but……

"I have no memory. At least not of it."

"Okay." Joanna sighed and folded her arms unconsciously, "Then what memories do you have? Just chat, anything is fine."

Baji looked cautious and cautious: "I don't know what's true."

"I don't think we need to tell what's real right now. As long as you remember something, it must have existed. The so-called 'true' and 'false' are just different and not your own experience. Remember? We talked about This."

"Human beings cannot conceive of a thing that does not exist at all."

"exactly."

Baji looked down at the coffee cup again, the flimsy paper cup was now more attractive than the electronic prison.

"I remember the blood light."

Joanna couldn't answer this, so she remained silent.

"There was gunfire."

Well, this is also...

"A crashed car, a collapsed building, a prison...a blazing fire..."

All right, all of these... can't be answered!

"And snow. Lots of snow. Thick on the ground."

etc!This seems to be acceptable!

Joanna quickly dropped the information Natasha gave her from the phone, and quickly searched for the place where Baji lived before the war.Of course she knew he had grown up in Brooklyn, but maybe he had relatives who lived in a place where it snowed a lot?And it may not be certain that he had visited when he was young.

Joanna flipped through the photos and asked, "Is there a house in the snow? A log cabin or...or a tall building?"

"No. Nothing. Only snow." Baji blinked in a daze, "There are also bare|exposed rocks."

Joanna's fingers stopped searching for information on her phone.

She knows this part.It happened when Baji had an accident during the mission.They were on a mission near the foothills of the Alps, and it was a very cold winter.Snow covered the entire mountain range, and they went to a high altitude for their mission.It was so high that even the commandos with good physical fitness felt a little hypoxic.

Joanna only knew a rough idea of ​​what happened later, and the tragic ending.As a witness at the time, Steve was very reluctant to talk about this past event.Joanna has always been a person who can't speak hard words in front of Steve.Steve didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't ask further.

"Is that true?" Baji suddenly raised his head to look at Joanna.

"what?"

"Snow. Is that true?"

"I don't know. Maybe. Sorry, I can't give you a definite answer."

Baji lowered his head slowly.

Joanna didn't know what he was thinking again, but he didn't speak again.He put the coffee cup aside casually, and it seemed that he didn't intend to drink any more.

Joanna waited for a while, but couldn't wait for him to speak, so she said goodbye in a low voice and left the basement.

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I rested for half a month, but I couldn't save the manuscript【Doxiaza】