[Zhongyingmei] Donuts are divided into half for you

If you don't talk, you don't talk, Brooklyn's honest girl keeps her word.

Tony didn't see her go out of the room all afternoon, and finally came out in the evening, eating dinner like a refugee; after hastily eating, he rushed back to the bedroom and closed the door, leaving Tony looking at the door and sighing.

The rest of the Avengers were puzzled at first, but after hearing what Tony said, they could only look at each other in blank dismay.An atmosphere of guilty conscience spread around everyone.

Captain America frowned, and he folded and spread the newspaper in his hand:

"I don't agree with you doing this."

"Don't act like you're giving advice, Mr. Hindsight." Tony mocked, "I'm waiting for advice, something that works, something reliable."

Steve: "…Look, I feel—"

Tony lifted his head slightly.

"I think we should find Bucky."

Tony's head sank.

Natasha thought clearly: "It's a pity that the soldiers are not here now, and they may not come back at night."

Bucky is out on a mission, depending on the difficulty of the mission and how quickly he can execute it.

"Guys, do we have to sit and wait?" Tony rolled his eyes skyward, "I just can't stay in an environment that lacks execution for a second."

He quickly picked up his suit jacket and put it on, stood up, and went out, like a whirlwind blowing in front of the Avengers.

Other members: "..."

"Look at Tony first, if not, we still have Bucky."

They may have underestimated Iron Man's ability to coax people, but subconsciously, the Winter Soldier has always been their biggest trump card.

……

Tony came home at night with a cardboard box and went straight to Lizzie's door.

"Baby, the white rabbit is good! Open your door!" He yelled like a bursting firecracker, "I brought you a present! Huge surprise!"

Lizzie had been bored in bed and didn't want to talk to him.But Tony's voice is so alive and penetrating, and it never seems to stop.

He repeated "open the door" at least ten times, with the attitude of "if I don't open it, I will die forever"; Lizzie was so disturbed by him that she couldn't be sad.

She jumped up from the mattress and ran to open the door: "Stop shouting—"

Her words choked, because she saw the small cardboard box held in his arms.

——There is a puppet cat in the small cardboard box, looking at her with a pair of wet blue eyes, and the corners of its mouth are curved downward.

Lizzie stared at the dark circles that were already showing shape, and the slightly flattened face.

She felt very familiar, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar she was.

Not so much like GrumpyCat (Grumpy Cat), but more like her brother Bucky——

Lizzie: "..."

She flattened her mouth: "This is...for me?"

His throat was soaked with tears and slightly hoarse.

Tony hugged the cardboard box to his chest, the cardboard lifted just over his chin.He spied on her with eyes as big and round as a Ragdoll cat: "Liz sweetheart, if you want, we can raise her together. You can even use that name, call her Mao Mao, or whatever—"

As soon as the name "Maomao" came out, Lizzie didn't stop.The knife of words severed the string of pearls, and large tears welled up in her eyes.

She was still staring at him, gritted her teeth: "Don't—don't mention Mao Mao—"

Tony was so nervous that his skull went numb, and hurriedly freed up a hand to help her wipe away tears: "Don't mention it, don't mention it!"

But her tears flowed more and more, and at first she wanted to tilt her head to let them flow back, but found that this trick was useless; she endured it for a long time, then gave up, and cried herself into a watering can again.

"Wow-"

Tears "crackling" fell on the fur of the puppet cat, which startled the little guy and moved uneasily in the cardboard box.

Tony couldn't care about it at this time. He tried to stretch out his arms to hug the small watering can, but was stopped by the cardboard box with a "bang"; he quickly put the cardboard box on the ground, and then he got his wish.

Lizzie curled up in his arms, wiping her tears and snot all over his suit.The snow has been dusted off the skirt of the clothes, but it is still air-conditioned.

She touched his cold coat, pressed her cheek against his chest in a daze, and gradually stopped her tears.

She pushed him and said in a low voice, "...Go take a bath."

Tony couldn't believe his ears, and he was so happy that he ascended to heaven right away.If I had known that sending a cat would give me this kind of treatment, the Avengers Building would have turned into a cat's nest long ago!

Lizzie looked at his big beautiful eyes not cautiously, but full of energy.That bit of energy was also quite different from usual, with a bit of sweetness and ambiguity like hunting.

She reacted, her cheeks burned to the back of her ears.

"What are you thinking! Don't you feel cold?"

"If you could give me a hug, I'd feel as warm as spring."

She finally stopped crying, and her expression suddenly became lively.Tony pretended to be sad, and rubbed his head against her, like a golden retriever who has not been favored by his master.

Lizzie stroked his damp brown hair, let him act coquettish enough, and pushed him away, not really wanting to deal with this aggressive guy.Turning her eyes, she met the eyes of the puppet cat.

"...She doesn't look like Maomao at all."

Lizzie muttered deflatedly.The action is very honest, holding the puppet cat in his arms, and touching it carefully.

The kitten is not afraid of life at all. On the contrary, it is very close. It burrowed into the heat source and softened into a puddle of water.

Lizzie's heart also softened into a puddle, and a smile could not help but appear on her face.

"I want some sweet syrup—"

The girl's relaxed smile was so captivating, Tony helped her wipe a round teardrop from her cheek, and bowed his head to kiss her.

Across a cat, kiss gently.The golden syrup melted on the tip of the tongue, and the air was full of sweetness.

——This kiss ended in the palm of the puppet cat.

She still doesn't seem to understand the situation, and instinctively wants to separate the person who is squeezing her.

Lizzie touched the little guy's bulging meat pads, the feel was softer than fur, and one couldn't help pinching and pinching.

Tony: "..."

He pressed his lower eyelids for a sudden twitch.

Things got a little out of hand: this girl-loving thing was also a squeamish and time-consuming little thing.He already had a hunch that it would seriously threaten his family's standing.

Is it too late to throw the gift out now?

……

Bucky comes home at night.

He walked very lightly, and he took off his shoes and put them into the shoe cabinet in one go. When he took off his coat, he glanced at the wall clock——

Ten p.m.

The timing was just right, everything was done step by step, and the plan was precise and perfect.He can also take an unhurried hot shower and go to bed.

He tossed the stripped coat on the bedroom floor.A little blood on the thick jacket was the only accident of the night.He pinches the intelligence officer Fury wanted to catch with iron arms, blood dripping from his nose onto his coat.

Bucky thought: Maybe the climate is too dry in winter.

He came out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist.His body has undergone transformation, and he no longer feels cold at all.Walking barefoot across the floor, beads of water on abs slipping into the shadow of the towel.

His steps stopped suddenly.

Because he saw his sister sitting on the edge of the bed and hugging a cat.

They all blinked their watery blue eyes at him.

Bucky: "..."

Lizzie handed him the new coat he had left by the bed, and Bucky took it and threw it on him.

"Brother has such a good figure—" She boasted without shyness, and was even proud, as if that figure was her own, "But next time you can't just come out like this. It's winter now, and you will catch a cold."

She warned people like a very little old man.

Bucky: "...I won't catch a cold."

Lizzie: "Yes."

Bucky: "No."

"..." Lizzie stroked the soft fur on the puppet cat, causing it to squint its eyes, "Yes. I caught a cold last time."

Bucky sat beside her and answered patiently, "You will, I won't."

"……All right."

Lizzie didn't argue with him again. She held up the puppet cat and showed it off to her brother:

"Look! Tony gave it to me."

She lifted up one of the puppet cat's paws and beckoned to Bucky: "Actually... I think she looks a bit like you."

Bucky then shifted his gaze from his sister to the cat.He looked carefully and compared them in his heart.

After watching for 1 minute, the corners of his mouth became more and more downward, and he looked more and more like a puppet cat.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Lizzie quickly comforted him: "But her eyes are not like yours, nor are they like Mao Mao. It's a bit like the doll you bought for me when I was young."

Big and round, shaped like glass.

Hearing her mention of her childhood, Bucky's expression relaxed a bit.The corners of his mouth were lifted up, a little lazy.

"Do you remember, back then I wanted to raise wolves!"

Bucky's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "...Because wolves can protect you."

—protect us.

She still had the wishful thinking of taming wild wolves by herself, even though she was just a small medicine pot the size of bean sprouts.

He vaguely remembered: the little girl standing at the door of the house crying loudly hugged his leg, wiped her tears and shouted:

"Little Fatty...Little Fatty always snatches my lunch bag! If I have wolves, I, I can bring wolves to bite them! Let them be afraid of me! Don't dare to bully me again—woo——"

The wolf is a powerful creature in the heart of little Lizzie.Because she was too weak, she instinctively looked for support.

At that time, Bucky, who was also not tall, squatted down, hugged her on his knees, and wiped away all the tears; the next day, he blocked the entrance of the alley and beat up all the little chubby guys.

In Lizzie's childhood impression, her brother was an existence comparable to wolves.He was confident, strong, and determined.

In her dreams, she outlined illusory possessions countless times, trying to rely on them to support the family's umbrella.But when the dream collapsed and the reality pushed people into a desperate situation step by step, she knew how to strengthen herself.However, the process of pulling out the seedlings was too fast, and she developed rapidly, and her bones still suffer from dull pain until now.

This is yet another story.

Lizzie rubbed the fur of the puppet cat with the palm of her hand in a daze: "I haven't raised a cat before, she looks so small." She was a little worried, "Can I raise her well?"

Bucky stared at her gently: "Of course you can. You have the ability."

He watched the chubby girl pull out her legs from the mire and wipe away her tears; she finally let go of the arms holding him, and walked towards her youthful life that was about to open up.

She is no longer afraid of fragility and coquettishness, because she is strong enough.Not only can you protect yourself, but you can also protect him and others.

There was a sudden warmth in the arm, and it was Lizzie who took his arm.She pouted angrily: "I can't raise it alone, I want everyone to raise it with me. You lied to me for so long, big liar."

Bucky: "..."

A drop of sweat oozed from his brow.

Before he could figure out how to comfort him, Lizzie quickly finished comforting herself: "Forget it, I'm not angry anymore, Tony has been tossed a lot by me."

When she said this, she couldn't help but smiled: "It's strange, I always become hypocritical when I meet him."

Bucky stares at the little dimple on her lips.It seemed that there was a pool of sweet wine there.

Love always has its magical power: no matter how strong a person is in front of his lover, he will become squeamish.

"It's great, now." Lizzie rubbed his shoulders, chirping like a magpie, "I really don't want to leave you, and I don't want to leave everyone. I like this world."

It had broken her and hurt her; but time had washed it all away, and all that was left were grit that glittered with gold: each one represented a day, and each day was as happy as new.

"I would also like."

Bucky responded softly.Under the warm light, his head rested on hers, and the puppet cat jumped on their knees side by side.

"Did you have any more nightmares? After I got back?"

Bucky smiled, "Never again."

This time it is true.

He bowed his head slightly again: "I have good news to tell you."

"what?"

"I discussed with Steve yesterday, and he will help you with the re-entry procedures."

His blue eyes flashed with gentle light: "You will see your classmates soon, are you happy?"

Lizzie: "..."

Happy, she would be even happier if Peter Parker could do her homework.

The author has something to say: Brother Bucky: I like this world because of you.

Lizzie: Brother!elder brother!I want to pet cats and don't want to go to school! ! ! !

[Highlight] There is one more chapter to finish, um.

There will be extra episodes in the future, I will release the stalks I want to write, you can choose.But because I have a lot of homework recently and my energy is limited, I can see more about my ability in the extra episode. Mua!