[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Absolute Center

late at night.

The blackout curtains in the bedroom were lowered, and no light from the outside could come in. The surrounding was very quiet, and a subtle heartbeat could be heard.

The smell of wine in the air is very light, mixed with some kind of high-quality aroma-it doesn't seem to have been drunk, it should have been washed.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Stark came back in this state at this time——The news just reported that the signing conference of the Sokovia Agreement was attacked by an explosion, and the attacker was captured by the surveillance camera as the Winter Soldier——James Buchanan Barn Adams, former Hydra agent, Captain America's best friend.

One can imagine how difficult the problem is, regardless of the authenticity of the report—even if Barnes did it, the captain will fully defend it. Just kidding, the life-and-death friendship between the two of them is not a fiction in history textbooks.

Therefore, while appeasing the governments of various countries, we must also take care of the captain's emotions. There must be a lot of trouble in his hands. How can he drink alcohol at this time.

"Good evening." He finally said, just a casual greeting.

From the sound, it was confirmed that he had drunk more than a little. It was obviously nasal, as if he had a cold, but it was still a familiar voice. Anna breathed calmly, turned over quietly in the dark, and lay on her side facing his direction.

After getting used to the darkness, she could gradually see the outline vaguely. She looked at it for a while, "You are not in good health recently, so you shouldn't touch alcohol."

"Really? Shouldn't it be?" He seemed to change his posture, and smiled lowly with his back to her. After laughing a few times, he coughed again, causing his whole back to tremble a little.

Anna wanted to give him a little light, but when she stretched out her hand halfway, she was interrupted by the other party's voice. He asked, "Really? Tell me."

There seemed to be more in the words, she didn't want to guess at random, so she chose not to respond, and groped to get out of bed to pour water for him.

Turn on the night light in the bedroom corridor and open the door to go out. The hall is not lit, and there is a flame burning in the corner, vaguely enveloping a slender figure sitting leaning against the wall, his knees are slightly bent, with a book on it, watching himself jumping in the flames. Turn the book.

Hearing the movement, he turned his head to look.

Anna poured two glasses of water and passed one over, "Have you found a way?" It was a way to remove the binding magic.

When she approached, the flames on Loki's body dimmed, and he changed back into a dark robe. He closed the book and looked at her, hesitating to speak.

"It's really not possible to use a cane..." Anna paused, seeing the sudden change in the expression of the person across from her inexplicably.

Loki showed an obscure expression, and his cold emerald-like eyes glowed coldly, the meaning was unknown, but there must be displeasure in it.

Not knowing which sentence was wrong, Anna stopped talking, and went back to the bedroom with a glass of water. When she was about to push the door, she heard a low voice behind her—as if standing on a commanding height, she had already seen everything clearly, but The depressed tone seemed a little confused.

—What if the world is a lie?

Without stopping, she opened the door and went back to the bedroom.

The person on the bed was still lying on his side, without a quilt, with his coat off and only a dark shirt on.

Anna came around to him and pushed the water into his hand.

Stark took it in his hand at this moment, and put it aside the next moment to take her hand.

"You are back, I said, who are you talking to? Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to control you, you are not controlled by anyone, but." He coughed a few times and opened his eyes, thick eyelashes covering half of the caramel-colored eyes Guang, obviously not sober, his eyes erratic for a while before he focused, said the second half of the sentence, "But I'm not happy."

I'm not happy when you talk to others, is that what you mean?Anna looked down at her hand wrapped in his palm, and tried to ask, "Why?"

Why not happy.

One sentence made Stark sober up a lot. He paused for a moment and looked at the girl, "What do you think I'm going to say? Because you are getting close to the evil god and hugging intimately, so you are unhappy?"

So straightforward, Anna moved her fingers, and he quickly grabbed her and carried her to the bedside.

"I've been thinking about something all day long." Stark raised his eyebrows. "I'm thinking about the captain. He and Falcon left the base privately. He probably went to find Barnes. I don't think the result of this matter will let the Everyone is happy."

He clearly wasn't thinking about this, this cover-up was really not clever, in the past he never encouraged her to participate in these fighting chaos, but now he brought this up, it was obviously blocking the conversation.

Even a fool can hear it, she took a deep breath, "Why push me away."

"Oh... nothing." Stark let her lie down beside him, coughed a few times and hugged her, "Why don't we take a break and fly long distances, dizzy and uncomfortable."

Anna was silent for a while, then pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm going to find Loki, you should have a good rest."

After speaking, he pushed him away from the bed and left the bedroom barefoot.

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