[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Absolute Center

The soft and gentle piano music rises in the light, and the musical notes are like elves, spinning gracefully, kissing the hurried guests.

Berlin hotel at ten o'clock in the morning.

"Captain, come here." Natasha leaned half of her body from the next door, "There is news from Siberia."

Captain America glanced at the closed door, and walked to the next meeting room with Sharon.

**

In the well-heated hotel room, Anna put on clean clothes—the simple and elegant pure black dress that Mr. Stark chose for her on the way.

Stark took the time to look up from the control panel, looked away at a glance, lowered his head and continued to pick something on the screen, while handing her his hand, "Not bad, come here."

Anna walked over, spread her five fingers cautiously, and pressed them against his palm.

Stark paused, looked up at her again, and this time directly pulled her to sit beside him, turned over his hand and looked at her ring finger, "The ring is good."

Anna was taken aback for a moment, and only when she saw the ring did she realize that there was still binding magic. Is God alright?

Stark looked at her expression, closed the content of the panel that he wanted to show her just now——Norwegian house layout, patted her on the shoulder, got up and walked out.

Anna followed immediately, hugged his arm and followed, "You seem to be unhappy all of a sudden."

"Illusion." Stark didn't even look at the girl hanging on his arm, and just let her carry him to the conference hall.

Anna understood the reason in retrospect, "This ring has no other purpose, it just can't be taken off, Mr. Stark, you..."

Stark stopped outside the conference hall, took her off his arm, took off his ring and put it on her ring finger—his ring was a circle bigger than hers, just covering the one on her hand.

"It's pleasing to the eye." He raised his eyebrows and flashed a toothy smile.

The sudden bright smile showed her a Stark that she had never seen before. She was so cute and childish. Anna couldn't help but startled slightly. When she came back to her senses, he had already entered the conference hall. She hurriedly clutched a beating heart She buried her head in following, but unexpectedly the person in front stopped suddenly, and she didn't stop and bumped into his back.

Touching his forehead and looking up, everyone in the conference hall was there, the captain, Natasha, Barnes, Sharon and Hawkeye, they were either bowing their heads or meditating, and they were all avoiding intentionally or unconsciously.

And Stark frowned slightly, his eyes stopped on the left wall, where a screen was hanging, and a transcribed video was playing.

It was like a piece of road surveillance from some years ago. On a small road at night, the street lights were dim, and a dilapidated old car was lying beside a dilapidated old car on the side of the road.The one at the front of the screen pointing a gun at the camera is the captain’s friend——James Barnes.

The brief scene came to an abrupt end.

"Play it again," Stark whispered.

The captain sighed: "Tony..."

Stark took the control version and played it again completely.

After reading it, he clenched his fingers to make sure that no one had been wronged. Their sudden death was not an accident, but this Barnes. The laser was about to blast him.

Everyone stood up, and Steve reacted especially quickly. He quickly got up to block in front of his friend, "Stark, listen..."

Stark looked down at his suppressed hand, and when he looked up again, his eyes were red. He looked at the captain with a righteous face, and asked out of his voice, "You know?"

Steve seemed to be deliberating, and gave an ambiguous answer: "I didn't know it was him."

"Don't pretend to be garlic, you know?"

Steve's eyes flickered, and after a few seconds he lowered his eyes, "I know."

Stark paused first, then frowned and smiled, pushing Steve away.

Just when everyone thought they could sit down and discuss this matter slowly, the door of the conference hall was suddenly slammed open. Stark instantly put on a steel suit and rushed towards Barnes unstoppably.

Natasha was overthrown to the ground with great force—in fact, she didn't know whether to stop, and so did Hawkeye, so the only one who was really blocking was the captain, and the captain had already been thrown aside by his ankles in the first place.

Seeing that Stark could catch Barnes who was standing still, a layer of pale flame suddenly rose in front of him, blocking his way.

He turned to look at the girl behind him.

Anna walked over, and couldn't see Stark's expression through the metal mask, but she could imagine how fluctuated his heart was - when her parents died innocently, the kind of surging out, wishing that everyone who was stained with blood would be shocked The crazy desire to pay for his life is still clear.

But the day when this longing was truly realized was the beginning of a deeper pain.

"If you must, I'll do it." She raised her face, serious and focused.

She has already taken her own life, and it doesn't matter if there is another one. Mr. Stark is different. He looks frivolous on the surface, but he cares about others and his friends' feelings very much in his heart-if he does it today, he will regret it in the future.

Stark couldn't think of this at this time. He frowned and wanted to push her away, but his hands were empty, and she had already stepped into the fire circle.

Anna took the first step to restrain Barnes, holding a sharp dagger against his throat. It only took one stroke to kill him on the spot. Once she was instructed, she would not hesitate at all. She raised her eyes and looked at the flames. Stark outside, "Have you thought about it yet?"

At this time, the captain also broke free from the shackles and walked to the side. Looking at his friend who was silent and let him be manipulated, he felt uncomfortable. He held his shield tightly and prepared. If there was any change in the situation, he had to immediately control the scene. There was no way. He couldn't have watched Bucky have an accident.

Stark was silent for a long time, and the anger in his eyes gradually turned into sadness. He raised his hand and fired at Barnes, who crashed into the wall and fell to the ground, out of range of the girl.

Anna understood the meaning, put away her dagger and stood aside.

The flame disappeared, and the captain came to help his friend who was slightly injured.

Stark didn't take another look, turned and went out.

Natasha walked to Anna and took a look outside, "Little friend, go and see him."

Anna rubbed her eyes, and followed him out with a hum.

Apart from his battle clothes, he no longer had a strong expression on his face while walking, and just stood in the corridor and looked down at the hall below.

Anna walked over and followed his gaze. There was a pure black piano in the corner of the hall, playing soothing music automatically. The music came and went, far and near.

"I will always support you." She spoke softly, her soft voice mixed with the relaxing music, which was extraordinarily docile.

Stark didn't respond.

Anna lowered her eyelashes, and raised her hand to touch the hotel's black gold carved railings. The metal's unique cold touch sticks to her palm, dispelling the heat caused by the heating.

After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath and said as if making up her mind: "I used to burn thousands of people to avenge my parents."

Stark paused slightly, and took out his hand in his pocket, as if he wanted to pat her, paused or retracted it.

Anna pursed her lips.When she was a child, she didn't know how to channel anger, channel hatred.

He wanted to vent his anger.

Until I saw some orphans in the town, weeping in the arms of old women, their father died on the battlefield, and that strange fire from hell took away the hope of the family.

It was as if his mind had been suddenly polished.

She realized what she had done.

Consumed by the pain of losing her parents, consumed by hatred, she becomes a demon, sharing her pain with others.

Killing their parents will not bring them back, it will only cause more pain in the world, the people who care about you will be sad because of what you have done, and the people who care about him will be sad because they lost them.

Stark actually couldn't listen.

But after hearing it, the sudden anger was gradually replaced by more complicated emotions.

When I first met her, she was only in her teens. She was sensible and quiet. Except for the fact that she couldn’t laugh, she was a little regretful. In other respects, she was completely a template of a dream girl. At that time, he was thinking, if he had a daughter in the future, could he raise her like this? .

However, how could she have imagined that at that time, she had already experienced those glooms and realized that it was wrong to kill people, and it was for him in the end.

Stark didn't know what he was capable of, he couldn't be silent anymore, he hugged her sideways, "You have done a lot for me."

There were not many people involved in the valley burning incident in Afghanistan.

Anna was taken aback when she heard this, "Yeah, I'm actually not qualified to educate you, and I can't even manage myself."

God knows he didn't mean it.

Stark took a breath, and kissed her gently on the side of her face, "You make me not feel alone. Child, I still have you."

We still have each other, so I can, don't be so sad.