[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Absolute Center

"Sorry sir, I just moved here not long ago." I don't know the surrounding facilities.

Steve stopped when he was about to open the door of his house, and turned to look at Anna. The child's way of speaking and demeanor gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he saw himself in her.

"Neil is your best friend?" Steve asked.

Anna held the doorknob, ready to close the door at any time, "Only he talks to me."

Other students often can't talk to her after a few words.

Far away from her relatives and alone, with no friends, only one classmate who took care of her is still "unknown". Steve, who understood this way, felt a surge of sympathy and warmth in his heart, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Anna shook her head.

"Let's go around and see what's there?" Steve asked naturally. In his eyes, the other party was still a child, and there was nothing wrong with going out for dinner together. He was busy moving today, and he didn't have time to eat until this time.

Anna chose to decline: "Sorry sir, I'm going to cook soup for dinner." It's too early to go out, even if the other party is Captain America, this is the first time they meet.

"What kind of soup do you cook?" Steve asked with a smile.

"Cream mushroom." Anna answered simply.

"anything else?"

"There are only mushrooms and butter at home. If you want to taste it, I'll send you a bowl later." Anna looked down at the cotton mop that had just stepped into the door and took it back instantly after hearing the words, and sighed to herself.

"Oh, thank you then." Steve patted Anna on the small shoulder, and then turned to go home, a gentle and polite boy who seemed habitually repulsed.

Waking up again after 70 years of ice, the old friend is no longer there, and I feel a sense of loss in my heart. This sense of loss coincides with the other party. I couldn't hold back and wanted to comfort him. Steve was very blunt, but unfortunately the child is very shy.

He returned to his room, turned on his phone and edited a message: I saw Phil today, at the residence.

I saw Phil's sacrifice in the New York War, but today I saw him dragging the stone statue with people downstairs. What kind of "vitamin turns people into stone" is there.

Confusing.

The phone rings a series of jingles, and Steve answers, "Tony."

The other party ignored the etiquette on the phone and asked, "Are you sure?"

"I have very good eyesight." Steve opened the curtains, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was the iridescent night view of Manhattan, and half a street away was the dark emerald Central Park. "This house is in a good location."

"Oh, the exact location? I'll go there now." Stark on the other end of the phone rustled through his clothes.

Steve: "You didn't know about the house you bought?"

"Oh please, Jarvis, where did you buy the house?" Stark asked on the other end, and soon after Jarvis gave an accurate coordinate, he immediately put on his glasses and hit the accelerator to drive out of the garage.

The Stark Building is very close to the target location, and the sports car turns into a streamer and shuttles flexibly in the traffic flow, arriving in the blink of an eye.Sitting side by side with MK43 on the sofa in Steve's new home, it was only 10 minutes before I hung up the phone.

"So, Phil came back from the dead?" Stark swept away his usual indifference, his face was even a little dignified, and he took the water handed by the other party and twirled it in his palm.

"I chased him for a distance. They seemed to be going to the base after leaving the apartment with their belongings. You didn't meet him?" Steve put his pockets in his pockets and leaned against the wall.

Stark was surprised, he hadn't come out of the laboratory all this time, and he hadn't seen any old acquaintances, if Phil was really alive.

The solemn expression disappeared, and a cynical and slightly mocking smile flashed across Stark's face, "I told you, Fury has something to hide, maybe they already know the location of the spiritual scepter, so they don't tell us."

"There is no need to do this, even if it is concealed, I believe there are reasonable reasons." Steve couldn't stand Stark's suspicious attitude towards everyone.

"Yes, Holy Team." The conversation could end here, Stark got up and walked out, so he couldn't talk to the captain, this person was stubborn.

"Tony, you just think too much." Steve sighed. After experiencing the incident in New York, the other party has been highly nervous, thinking about everything for [-] points, and his mental state is worrying. "I didn't argue with you." mean, what did you want to say?"

The door had already opened, and when Stark heard the captain put down his attitude, Stark stopped and frowned angrily. The mood that had been much better recently began to repeat, and the torment was endless. He was about to speak softly when he caught a glimpse of the white back flashing past the door out of the corner of his eye. , and then heard the "bang" of the door next door.

Steve walked to the door and looked around, and saw a large bowl of creamy mushroom soup with steam and aroma on the white tray on the ground. He lifted it from the ground with a smile, walked over Stark to the next door, and knocked on the door, " Thank you for your hospitality, rest early."

After a while, there was a particularly soft "hmm" from inside.

Steve smiled and returned to the room with the soup, and was surprised to see Stark sitting back on the sofa silently, holding his chin and showing a thoughtful expression.

Steve didn't care about someone for the time being, if he was set on fire, it would be troublesome to quarrel, and it would be better to wait for him to calm down before talking, so he walked to the other side of the table and put down the soup bowl and took a spoon to drink the soup.

"How does it taste?" Stark asked abruptly.

Before Steve could answer, he got up and walked over. He seemed to find a spoon to dig a spoonful of soup to taste, and then raised his eyebrows, "Someone will deliver food to you just after you moved, and the treatment is okay."

Steve didn't want to state the origin of this bowl of soup, but seeing Stark's eyes occasionally glanced at him, which couldn't be ignored, he said helplessly, "Speak directly."

Stark didn't say a word, knocked on the spoon and turned to look at the opposite wall. Although the girl living next door was quite tall, he was deeply impressed by the back. It couldn't be such a coincidence that the girl came to New York .

"Tony?"

"Well, I'm going to see this love ambassador." After finishing speaking, Stark hurried out and knocked on the door of 3503.

Anna in 3503 is nervous.

She is afraid of being recognized.

Didn't expect to see Mr. Stark at the captain's house.The Tony Stark who lives on the cover of the journal, the headlines of the news, and the government bulletin is completely different from each other.

But they did have an intersection.But now that the accident has passed eight years, the memory should have faded with time, but who is knocking on the door, the captain?Anna sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, really afraid that it might be Mr. Stark.

"Hi, kid." The magnetic middle-aged man spoke in a relaxed tone outside the door.

It was him outside the good door, and Anna buried her head and would never open the door, and she even thought about moving tomorrow.

Anna was very nervous on the sofa. Outside the door, Stark called MK43 to aim at the door and prepare to shoot a palm cannon. As soon as he raised his palm, he was knocked away by the buckler. Steve rushed out angrily, "Are you crazy? This is a private residence, not your building, and there are no enemies inside, and now you are pointing artillery at civilians?"

"Jarvis, buy this building." Stark ignored the captain, looked down at the door lock, it was an ordinary fingerprint combination lock, "scan the fingerprint information on the door."

"Okay, Sir." MK43 said Jarvis's elegant British accent, while raising his hand to scan.

Steve stepped forward to block the door, preventing the other party from moving, "What are you crazy about?"

Stark took off his brown glasses and looked directly at the captain, "I know the people inside."

The corner of Steve's mouth twitched, Anna was indeed beautiful, but she looked so small, Stark would not let go of underage children now, he put away the buckler: "Let's go back and finish talking about what just happened, and then, you leave here."

Stark was expressionless, "It seems that there is nothing to talk to you about."

Steve: "Are you sure?"

Stark poked his glasses into his pocket, unbuttoned his cufflinks and moved his wrists. He aimed at MK42 who secretly scanned the fingerprint lock, "SHIELD is running Hill and they are in contact with them, and they are also searching for the scepter."

Steve nodded, "We'll see."

"Sir, someone has broken into the base." Jarvis cast a room scene, a large pure white box-shaped object in the room, the picture zoomed in, and a human-shaped stone sculpture was exposed through a section of transparent glass.

Who put this thing in his building?

Stark paused for a moment, walked around the captain and knocked on the door, "I will come again, kid."

After leaving these words, he turned to the captain, "Go back and have a look?"

Steve put on the buckler, "Happy to accept."

The two left together, the footsteps disappeared at the elevator entrance, Anna stood up from the sofa, checked the time, and finally couldn't help calling her uncle in Norway.

"Yes, I want to move as soon as possible." Anna said calmly.

It is a bit troublesome to repurchase a house in the short term. Even the existing house can only be determined after an on-site visit. As the school starts tomorrow, the solution given by my uncle is to let her go back to school to live for a while.

Without further ado, Anna packed her luggage that night, took the box down to the basement, stuffed it into the trunk, and drove away in the car.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Tony: Let me out

Anna: No... No way, I will fall off the horse (⊙__⊙;)