prince and his shield

"Your role has been delayed until tomorrow afternoon from 17:21 to [-]:[-]." Rose flipped through the notification sent to her mobile phone, "In addition, Andrew wants you to play a role in his next movie. As for whether it will be successful, say yes Look at your performance this time."

Andrew is the director who decided to invite Royston this time.

Royston clutched his phone, feeling annoyed at the thought of that fat director.

What this performance is, is self-evident.

Opening his mouth to refuse, he paused.

"I will escort him all the way," White vowed.

He weighed it and said oh.

Rose only hears this response when she lands him runway shows, endorsements, commercials...basically anything he can make money with: "What happened?"

Royston frowned: "It's okay."

"Are you sure you're in good shape?" Rose asked.

Royston put on a face: "I'm fine!"

"There is no psychological burden at all! Who the hell is so hypocritical!" Royston patted the bed and quarreled.

Rose pulled the microphone away.

She reached out to look through the calendar on her desk, and made sure that the date marked with a red circle and a devil's horn was drawn in half a month, and closed the calendar.

"No problem is the best." Rose smoothed her hair skillfully, "Take a good rest and don't take filming too seriously."

Royston clicked his tongue.

Rose was about to hang up, but she groaned and choked out a sentence: "I want to eat tomorrow, please ask White to bring it for me."

Rose frowned: "I see."

Royston pressed the phone, rolled, got up, his tail came out from behind his trousers, and flicked.

……

In the empty room, the cell phone thrown on the sofa vibrated.

After 5 minutes, the bell rang and the 'broker' danced on the screen.The bell rang until the screen dimmed again.

After 10 minutes, the same scene appeared again.

The mobile phone moved a little distance on the sofa due to the vibration, and it was still ringing lonely.

Rose looked at the microphone in her hand, her eyes flickered a few times, and she didn't continue.

……

"Sir, it's very late. We don't accept visits now." The front desk nurse at the Nora Sanatorium said with difficulty to the handsome man with a sad expression in front of him.

"Is that so? I see." Steve twitched his lips, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The little nurse couldn't help asking: "Are you here to visit the elders?"

"She's the only one I can talk to," Steve replied with a wry smile.

The little nurse had met him several times and knew that he would visit a lady suffering from Alzheimer's every time.

She looked hesitant.

Looking at his back at last, she shouted: "Um, hey - there is still about half an hour before I get off work. You can take advantage of this time..."

Steve was surprised: "Is this good?"

"It's just..." the little nurse shrugged, "It's only half an hour. Besides, the front door will be closed, so you have to walk with me through the staff passage."

She shook the work magnetic card around her neck.

"Thank you very much." A gleam of warmth slipped through Steve's cold heart.

The little nurse blushed: "It's okay."

Steve smiled at her and walked to Peggy's room.

The little nurse covered her heart and exhaled.

She touched her hair, which was coiled according to the regulations, untied it, and changed into regular clothes.After thinking about it, he went to the storage room to get the lipstick, and applied a light layer on his mouth.

Looking at the flushed woman in the mirror, the little nurse smiled shyly.

Steve went to the nursing home with his temper, and he didn't know where else to go.

Now, the only one who remembers him and Roy is Peggy.

Or, she almost forgot.

Coincidentally, when Steve walked into the room, Peggy also woke up in a daze.

"Steve. You're back so soon?" she was surprised.

Steve surprised her sobriety: "I'm sorry to bother you so late."

He stood beside her bed with his head slightly bowed.

"You look sad." Paige reached out, and Steve took her wrist, holding it slowly, eyelids drooping.

"Don't worry. He loves you and he will forgive you." Paige patted his hand.

Steve froze, then laughed.After laughing, the corners of his lips twisted into negative emotions.

Peggy's consciousness seemed to be when she decided to join the army and agreed to join the 'Super Soldier' ​​program and went home to tell Roy the news. After a big fight, Roy left and ran back to the army in frustration.

"It seems that I will never know whether he has forgiven me." After a long time, Steve whispered.

The corners of his lips were curved upwards, but there was unresolved sadness in his eyes.

"I love him." Steve wanted to say more lightly.

But when he uttered the first sound, his eyes were still red like a child, and he pursed his mouth.

"I know, I know." Paige raised her other arm at him.

Steve bends down slowly, accepting the reassuring hug: "I never told him."

The voice is hoarse and rough.

Peggy patted him on the back, as if coaxing a child: "Everything will be fine."

No, not anymore.

Steve closed his eyes and let himself go back to the not-so-distant 18-year-old.

His father died of mustard gas on the battlefield before he was born.The war caused constant injuries. As a nurse, the mother worked from dawn to dusk.

After working as a nurse where the sun and the moon are turned upside down, she still has to spend a lot of energy taking care of herself who is weak due to premature birth, is sick all over the body, and needs to rely on medicine to continue her life all year round.

Expensive drugs, a heavy workload, and Brooklyn's unfriendly atmosphere for single women didn't detract from my mother's enthusiasm for life.

She is committed to giving herself the best, forcibly pulling herself into an adult by herself, and even living a life that is not rich but not in financial constraints.

It's just that no matter how stubborn the woman was, she finally fell down in the tuberculosis infection ward.

The dead body dare not let the immune-compromised self meet, let alone kiss goodbye.

He could only watch the 'monsters' in antibacterial suits sterilizing his mother through the small window of the isolation ward, and finally watched through the coffin and mud.

With the help of Bucky's parents, the funeral was barely too unruly.

He stood alone in front of his mother's grave, surrounded by Bucky's family.He is very grateful for their tolerance and kindness to him, and he also knows that they are just friends' parents.

At that time, he met Roy for the first time.

The thin and scruffy-looking man staggered in the mud and walked to his side.

Live like a bum.

Guilty, but brave enough to wave a telegram request for granted.

"Hey, you're Steve Rogers, right? I'm your uncle. Your mother sends me money every month. When she dies, you'll be responsible for supporting me."

At that time, I wanted to punch him in the face, then ride on his body and lift a rock to smash his head, kick his stomach, waist, and all the places where I felt the most pain when I was beaten.

He never knew he could be so irritable.

It's just that the liar turned his head and looked at his mother's tombstone and whispered: "Your mother prayed for my arrival, she said that I am your only relative."

He didn't speak or cry, it was him who wept.

The sloppy is said to be because he walked here on foot, walked for 7 days, starved for 7 days, and was weaker than himself.

Grinning, Steve laughed.

Peggy let go of his back and looked at him gently: "What did you think of?"

"Something." Perhaps knowing that the memory will never be taken away, Steve softens.

"Sorry, Peggy, for disturbing your peace."

"Steve, we're friends." Paige laughed.

"Thank you." Steve said heartily.

Roy used to be his only relative, and also... a taboo that he couldn't say.

Now, Royston is alone.

Perhaps, this is his only chance to make amends.