[Zhongyingmei] She is such a sand sculpture netizen

Steve naturally heard Joanna's screams.When he turned back to look for Joanna, he happened to see Joanna sitting on a chair covering his left shoulder, staring at Bruce beside him.And this Bruce, who didn't know when he appeared in the hospital, looked back at Joanna with a tolerant smile.

"Joanna?" Steve walked over to Joanna while looking at Bruce, "What's wrong?"

Joanna looked up at Steve: "It's okay. Mr. Wayne just helped me reset my arm."

Back in Arkham, Steve had always cared about what Bruce said before he left.Besides, not long after he left, such a big prison robbery happened in Arkham.No matter how you look at it, this Bruce Wayne has a great connection with the events of Arkham.At this moment, the rich man appeared in the hospital again.And... Steve touched Joanna's shoulder calmly... and the rich man also skillfully replaced Joanna's dislocated arm.

All of this makes it hard not to guess Bruce Wayne's identity and purpose.

Steve put his hand gently on Joanna's shoulder, but never took his eyes off Bruce: "It turns out that Mr. Wayne can reset and set bones."

Bruce smiled, and didn't mean to ask for credit at all: "I like extreme sports very much, and I usually get injured a lot, so... a little bit."

Bruce's explanation made sense, but Steve didn't fully believe it.If it hadn't been for such a serious incident in Arkham, he might have believed Bruce's words, but at this moment, he had to think twice.

Steve helped Joanna stand up: "Do you have any other discomfort? If not, let's go back."

Bruce also stood up after hearing the words: "Are you going back to Washington? I have a helicopter and I can take you there."

"No need." Steve and Joanna refused in unison.As soon as the two finished speaking, they couldn't help but looked at each other.

Bruce's probing eyes wandered between the two for a while, but in the end he didn't continue.

Steve kept Joanna by his side, said goodbye to Bruce briefly, and turned to leave the hospital.

Steve came to Gotham temporarily on the way back to Washington.I didn't fly or drive when I came here.He just changed his combat uniform on the return plane, took his mobile phone and the money he borrowed from Rumlow, let the plane land temporarily in a town not far from Gotham, and then took a taxi.

At this moment, Tony who asked him to come to Gotham also left.Steve and Joanna made a little calculation and decided to take a long-distance bus back.

Under Joanna's perplexed gaze, Steve led her to take the bus and then the subway, and made a detour before reaching the coach station.The two got on the fastest bus, and after getting on the bus, Steve took Joanna to the last row to sit.

Steve asked Joanna to sit by the window, and then chatted with Joanna in a somewhat uncharacteristically pleasant tone for a while.The sunlight outside the window hit Joanna's face, and Joanna couldn't help squinting slightly.

"Is it very tan? Why don't you use props to cover your face?"

props?What props?

Joanna looked at Steve puzzled.

Steve, quite naturally, raised his shield between Joanna and the window.Joanna understood Steve's intentions immediately.At the same time she understood, she couldn't help being afraid.

"Anyone following us?"

Steve sat next to Joanna, his voice was very soft: "No, just in case."

Joanna let out an "oh" and shrunk her neck slightly so that the valuable shield could exert its maximum effectiveness.

It didn't take long for the driver of the long-distance bus and the station staff to start counting the number of people for the last time.The strange looks of Joanna and Steve made them take a second look.

Steve is an old Popsicle who hasn't fully adapted to the modern society. If you send him to the battlefield to perform missions, he will be in the mood in a second.But dealing with ordinary civilians and being stared at like this, no matter how strong his mental quality is, he is somewhat embarrassed.

Steve moved the shield so Joanna could sit more comfortably.But as soon as he moved, Joanna sensed his discomfort.Looking up, Joanna's eyes just collided with the driver's scrutinizing eyes.

It's different from Steve's way of silently looking away and pretending that he doesn't care about other people's eyes.Joanna looked straight at the other party without timidity, and even tilted her head slightly, giving the other party a questioning look.

I don't know if the driver's reaction was slow or something, but he couldn't understand the meaning in Joanna's eyes at the first time, and he still stared at them blankly.

Joanna couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, "Have you never seen a couple taking a long-distance bus?"

Both the driver and Steve were taken aback.However, because Joanna's thigh was firmly held down by Joanna, Steve didn't dare to react like the driver turned around and left immediately.

Seeing the driver return to the driver's cab and start the car, Joanna breathed a sigh of relief and moved her hand from Steve's lap.

The car pulled out of Gotham and onto the interstate.Joanna stepped over the shield cautiously and saw the endless wheat fields outside the window.Steve put the shield down and opened the window so Joanna could get a good breath.

There were not many people on the long-distance bus, and the cabin was quiet.Only the sound of wind and car engines echoed in my ears.

Joanna leaned her head against the window, lost in a kind of melancholy.

So much happened that day, Steve knew, and Joanna even more so.He hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Are you okay?"

Joanna withdrew her thoughts and nodded lowly.

"The one in Arkham...is that Miss Quizel?" Steve remembered the vivacious girl he'd met at Joanna's apartment.

"Maybe." Joanna looked at the speeding scenery outside the window, and exhaled, "I don't know if it's her or not. Maybe it's not or not."

Steve has never seen such a weird answer, and the literary style of his era is somewhat different from that of this era.So the first time Steve heard this answer, he didn't think along Joanna's train of thought, but reflected on whether he had admitted the wrong person.

He carefully recalled the woman he had seen in Joanna's apartment, and the woman in the cell.Then it became... not so sure.

Although Steve is very confident in his memory.But at the time the cell was poorly lit, and the female prisoner was painted like a rock singer, Steve could tell at first that she was Quetzel, thanks to her recognizable voice.However, with such a recollection now, Steve is a little uncertain again.

"Don't worry. Maybe Miss Quizell is somewhere else." Steve thought for a while, and felt that this wave of comfort should be fine and appropriate.

Unexpectedly, just after listening to Joanna, she looked at Steve in confusion.It's like watching an alien.

After a long time, Joanna finally showed an expression of sudden realization, and she opened her mouth with a tired tone.

"No, that's not what I meant...that person...is indeed Harley. I just...I just don't think she's the Harley I used to know anymore."

Steve died, and it turned out that he had his own trouble again.

The way of communication in the 21st century is indeed worthy of continuous in-depth study and practice.

Steve thought for a moment, then comforted: "Maybe she has some difficulties?"

"I thought so too at first. That's why I came to Gotham. Although they all assured me that Harley was indeed involved in a crime and helped the prisoner escape, I never believed it." Joe Anna frowned, "Harry really thinks that many systems should be changed, but she is not such a radical person. Or...she was not. I don't know what happened to her, but...today The one who escaped from prison was indeed Harley. It was just..."

Joanna took a deep breath, feeling that she couldn't speak anymore.She turned her face away and looked at the wheat field outside the window. There were two crows who were frightened by something and flew up from the wheat field. Against the blue sky and white clouds, they looked very vivid.

"It's just that she is no longer my Halle." Joanna finally admitted this fact with tears in her eyes.

Steve couldn't see girls cry, especially Joanna.Her small round face is usually very vivid when she is angry, but the more vivid she is, the more pitiful she looks when she is crying.He knew that he should comfort Joanna at this time.But he didn't know how to comfort him.

He can understand Joanna's pain, just like the pain he lost Bucky.He still remembered that after Bucky fell into the valley that year, he was sad for a long time.During that time, many people comforted him, but his grief was not reduced by half because of those comforts.Except...a more sober realization that his buddy was never coming back.

Steve understands that some things can only be overcome by Joanna alone.He couldn't do anything but stay with her.

Therefore, Steve didn't speak to comfort Joanna, he didn't even change the rhythm of his breathing, he just looked at Joanna's side face quietly.

After a while, Joanna turned her head back, staring at him with bright eyes, her voice was as soft as the fluff on a rabbit's ears: "Can I borrow your shoulder?"

"Of course." Steve smiled reassuringly.

Joanna pursed her lips, holding back her tears, and leaned her head up.

Steve raised his hand, let his arm go from behind Joanna to her side, and then hugged her gently, as if hugging a closest partner.

Joanna lowered her head halfway, looking at the shield next to the two legs that Steve put down.

ah!I made Captain America drop his shield and hug me.

She kept forcing herself to think this way.She put all her attention on this "earth-shattering" event.That way you don't have to think about Harley Quinn anymore.

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Tony: With all due respect, if it weren't for this Joanna who likes big breasts, Captain, you would have no girlfriend!

Steve:? ? ? ?When did I have a girlfriend?

Harry: Ah!My Joanna was hugged by a big pig's trotter, and she was a little upset.

Clark: Joanna and Steve are in a relationship?Then I shouldn't be her coach.

Rumlow: I just have one question, which one of you will pay back the money?Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of meat; 5 bottles of reliable;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!