[Zhongyingmei] Donuts are divided into half for you

In the dream, memories are like gold washed by rivers, but still shining.Lizzie fished them out, dried them, and studied them in the sun.

She saw herself with short hands and feet, huddled together like a chick.There was a time in her childhood when she was most afraid of walking down Fifth Avenue alone.The people who lived in the back alley were not friendly, and would often snatch the lunch bags of children and women on their way home.

Lizzie ran home crying, tears streaming down her face, she couldn't even say "bro" and "Bucky" clearly, and she was still clutching a half-a-nickel hot dog.

Bucky opened the door, squatted down slightly, and hugged the small cannonball that was so out of breath from crying into his arms.

She hiccupped and fell into the crescent of his neck, only then did she know what "warmth" and "safety" are.

Later, Bucky didn't let her go out alone. He held a lunch bag in one hand and Lizzie in the other, and walked through the malicious prying eyes of the residents in the dark alley.He grew into a small poplar tree when he was young, tall and handsome, with strong muscles dormant under his thin body.

They also met a teenager named Steve.He was a little older than Bucky, but his figure was far thinner than Bucky, as short as a rootless bean sprout, which would disappear if the wind blows.I heard that Steve was often ill, asthma, scarlet fever, arrhythmia... There are no less than ten other long-term diseases that torture people.

Fortunately, Steve has a strong heart that is not weak. Although Bucky often teases him with "you have to get a body transplant", he has established a deep friendship with him for ten years.

Lizzie is slowly growing up.Time passed quickly in the dream, and she was a little anxious——

Why can't you go slower, slower?She tried to hold onto these shining memories, but they slyly slipped through her fingers.

She had grown into a young girl, with almost the same figure and face as now.She, Steve, and Bucky were sitting on the bank of the river. The two boys were holding picture books in their hands, discussing their future dreams loosely.

"I want to play for the Los Angeles Dodgers, or be a movie star."

This is Bucky.

Steve has always wanted to be a soldier, Lizzie doesn't say it, but worries about his physical fitness.

"Man, if blood had to be shed for peace, I'd go to war with you, no hesitation. But you see, war is the most annoying thing in the world, ammunition, mental disorders, and malaria... I wish our little Lizzie will never have to go through this, or how would you be at a loss?"

At first, Bucky called Steve "my good buddy", but then he turned his head to look at his sister, and the sparkle in his eyes was like the water in early spring.

"Hey, don't use your bad pickup tricks on me, and stop calling me 'little' Lizzie."

Lizzie grumbled and fiddled with the lace edge of her hat.

"Hold on—that's all, great."

Steve called her to stop.The soft white arm made of the girl's milk stopped obediently.The sun tinged the tips of her honey-brown hair, which was braided into two braids, blond.Steve lowered his head to draw two strokes, took the drawing paper out of the clip, and handed it to Lizzie.

Lizzie tilted her head from side to side in satisfaction, "It's really great! I can frame it in my bedroom. Steve, do you still need a dance partner? Just for this portrait, dance with you until dawn at the fair." I am willing."

New York is about to host the World's Fair of Tomorrow.Even though this day is still far away, the girl has long been fascinated, as if the flowers and fireworks are right in front of her eyes.

Bucky crumpled up the drawing paper with messy little people, and stuffed it casually into Lizzie's arms: "Don't even think about it, you come with me. Steve listen to me, we have...a man's idea."

Bucky lazily crossed his hands behind his head and lay back, his nose was filled with the smell of moist grass.Lizzie flattened the paper, glanced at him, and glared at him.

"From the redwood forests to the waters of the Gulf Stream, this land was originally made for you and me..."②

Bucky hums a song, avoiding her eyes.Lizzie's big deer-like eyes rolled around and settled on Steve's face.Steve touched his nose with a guilty conscience, and his ears blushed slightly.

"Okay, man... this is a man, I wish the friendship forever!"

Lizzie drooped her head, despondently.

"Don't say that, honey." Bucky is not very happy at the moment, "If you don't bring this oil bottle with you, the Brooklyn Brothers will have a perfect foursome date."

Lizzie picked up a handful of flowers and threw them bitterly on his wrinkled nose.

……

At the exposition, there are four people walking together.Bucky, Lizzie and Steve will also be bringing along a slightly plump teenage girl - a friend of Bucky's and maybe even Steve's dance partner today.When the girl glanced at Steve with a smile, Lizzie saw the thin young man adjust his tie secretly.

Bucky is like a fish in water in this kind of situation-he seems to know how to please girls naturally. When Lizzie found him, he was still sweetly saying to the girl: "Jewelry can't match a ten-thousandth of your brilliance."

Therefore, when Bucky looked back to find them, Lizzie still seized the opportunity to tease: "Why don't you go find your treasures?"

"Isn't the treasure already held in my palm?"

Bucky pretended to be surprised, and took the hand that his sister offered.Lizzie couldn't bear it anymore, she pursed her lips and smiled sweetly, and the two slid onto the dance floor.

The dance floor is full of whimsy and colorful lights are spinning around.Lizzie wore a long pearl dress with thin pearl straps, her skin was whiter than milk, and her thin waist was tied with a silk ribbon; Bucky's hair was combed neatly, revealing his delicate and distinct facial features.Lizzie noticed that the eyes of the girls around were like wolves and tigers, and they were very vigilant, wishing to block her brother tightly so that the sluts would not see him.

Lizzie stomped on him a few times distractedly, but Bucky didn't respond: although the corners of his mouth were raised, his brows were not relaxed.

He is in a bad mood.

"Steve is also going to be drafted... I can't persuade him." The music gradually changed from gentle to intense, and Bucky stretched out his hand, wrapped her in his arms, and pressed his thoughts to her ear.

"He has always hoped to go wherever the country needs him. He may not have strong physical fitness, but he has never lacked courage. Failure will not hit him, but may make him more and more courageous."

Or to be bolder, it is not impossible to change your name and surname to recruit troops in various cities.This is totally criminal!Lizzie can almost see his future.

"Talk to him for me? I'm at my wits end, liz."

"No... if you can't persuade him, I'm not going to be of any use. All I have to do is look into Steve's determined blue eyes - you know how it feels - and I can't say anything cruel .”

Steve is the deep current beneath the ice, calm, gentle perhaps, but powerful.

The dance is still going on, but there is one more person who is preoccupied.

……

Lizzie jumped frequently in her dream.

She felt that she had become a streamline, piercing from one end of time to the other end, the bright and dazzling scenery was cut off and cut off at once, and slipped her into the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers.

Her body was in pain, very painful... She almost cried out, her joints seemed to be filled with mercury, and she let her whole body tremble and fall down.At this time, someone shouted "Lizzie!" in the ear, and the kite string connected to her was suddenly grabbed.

She opened her eyes.

Steve looked at her excitedly, the corners of his eyes were red with tears, which he wiped away indiscriminately.Dr. Erskine stood beside him, and the two looked at each other for a while, hugging tightly as if they had completed some important task.

She was injected with ten times diluted super soldier serum and she survived.She was dying of illness, but now the new factors in her body are actively filling up the body's incompleteness, making her healthy again—even stronger and more agile than before.

The dull pain slowly disappeared, and her consciousness became groggy again.In the dream, for a while, it was a thin and tearful Steve in a leather jacket, and for a while, it was Captain America in a formal military uniform with well-defined muscles...

And Bucky, who was kidnapped by the evil Dr. Zola for experiments, was single-handedly rescued by Captain America, and the two brothers and sisters hugged each other deeply.The stubble that Bucky hadn't shaved in a week made her cheeks ache.

Then, there is the company in the hail of bullets, the short respite after the war... Peggy's red dress in the Stoke nightclub is shining... At the bar, the members of the roaring commando drink all night, their faces seem to be close in front of them, or they are determined Or simple and honest.

……

"Bucky! Lizzie! Don't!"

The roar of the train, the snow fell like hail.Her thoughts suddenly sank into the ice and snow, and the biting lake submerged her.Be aware of faults.

It was as if someone held her hand in the cold deep current.

……

"Package delivered this morning."

"We speculate that the subject's immersion in ice water may have preserved him well..."

"Severe lacerations, twenty inches from a small explosion... Total loss of arm below left shoulder..."

"Tissue and blood are still active, and the body is expected to regain its temperature... Chances are, he will be our new hope."

"Wait, there's another one in the package, hurry up and send it for a liveness test!"

"The blood samples showed that the two subjects were closely related by blood, and both were injected with super soldier serum."

"The No.1 test subject shows signs of awakening, the new machine accessories are in place, and the project "Winter Soldier" is started."③

……

Lizzie was beginning to feel scared.

The cold reaction device, the cryogenic chamber, the mental assessment instrument...they opened their scarlet mouths towards her like monsters.Exposed under the pale light, she wanted to escape all the time, but countless doctors wearing masks and fighters in tights surrounded her.

She jumped off the bed like a child who couldn't walk, and pulled out the large and small needles amidst the exclamation of the medical staff.Blood splashed out, and at the moment when she was about to touch the ground, she was caught.

She looked up, holding her breath, and fell into a pair of dusty, rich green eyes.

He also wears a black face mask, which blocks the lower half of his face.

Within a second, she recognized the person under the mask, so she lay obediently in her brother's arms, no longer struggling.

……

Hydra branch in New Jersey.

"желание (desire)... ржавчина (rust)... семнадцать (seventeen)..."

Lizzie stood quietly behind Pierce and Crossbones, staring at the man with clenched teeth and livid face sitting on the mechanical chair.Watching him slowly calm down from the beast-like howl of pain, and restore the inorganic cold eyes.

They hit it off again, and he's turned into the Winter Soldier again.

Pierce turned around and raised his arms, signaling that everyone admired his work.He seemed invincible, loyal, and well-paid.

Pierce's eyes plucked from Lizzie who lowered her head at some point.

"Ten minutes." He tapped the dial on Lizzie's wrist and told his subordinates in a pleasant manner, "Don't disturb, it's brother and sister time."

He led the people out of the laboratory, the sound of leather shoes stomping on the ground was unhurried, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Lizzie staggered and trotted like a puppy that had been kicked in muddy water.She didn't know that a low growl was constantly overflowing from her throat-the sound was heartbreaking.

"Shhhhhh it's okay, it's okay..."

She took the Winter Soldier's head in her arms, like a young Bucky had done to her.Where the monitor and the naked eye couldn't see, she reached out her hand to his chest, calming down the restless flame that had been restless just now.

She brushes the Winter Soldier's hair from his forehead.They've grown long and are now soaked with sweat.She wiped off the sweat patiently like a mother of a child.The Winter Soldier seemed to be tired, leaning against her heart motionless, his eyes staring at nothingness.

"It's okay, I'm here, I'm by your side."

"Don't be afraid, brother, I will protect you."

With trembling hands, Lizzie lifted his chin up, and a heavy kiss was printed on his sweaty forehead.

The author has something to say: ①The World’s Fair of Tomorrow in New York should be held in 1943, and I moved it a lot earlier, probably when World War II was about to break out.

②The lyrics come from "This land belongs to you, and it belongs to me", which was mentioned in Captain America's comic Winter Soldier (should not be called this).

③Adapted from the manga about "Doctor's Private Diary" and "Confidential Report of the Winter Soldier Project".

The default brainwashing of the Winter Soldier here is the Hydra organization (in the comics, it is a former Soviet high-ranking official).

This chapter seems to have a little... stream of consciousness?I don’t know if everyone can understand it, but I think it should be understandable. It’s a process from Baji to Winter Soldier.

"The Last Kiss": This is my original intention for writing this article, my initial cuteness and tears, I almost didn't hold back when I wrote it (crying and beating my chest).