[Zhongyingmei] Donuts are divided into half for you

"You shouldn't have said that about Julian, Tony."

The girl standing on the side of the sofa threw out these words, and the flames of war were immediately ignited.

"What should I say?" The iron man standing on the other side of the sofa seemed to have been stabbed hard in the buttocks, and he bounced up at the speed of champagne, "A young man in a small town who gave a completely disproportionate amount to what he got. A country boy who has achieved nothing! Even if he sits in his small stall for a whole day, those sour apples will not be lessened by his pitiful appearance!"

Lizzie blushed at his acidity: "Can you—can you stop your baseless accusations—"

"Then can he loosen his hook-ups a little bit! Ha, Julian—" he said sharply and meanly, "does he think he'll get a Juliet just for the name?"

"Juliet" obviously has a meaning.They are arguing about a strange young man who is so ordinary that he can't be more ordinary. The reason is that Tony saw the small fruit stall owner named Julian touch her ass while talking with Lizzie.

"I said—he didn't touch—" Lizzie couldn't help it. "We were just talking!"

Julian is a diligent and honest guy, and it is precisely because of this that Lizzie gets along with him happily, so he does not deserve Tony's unreasonable accusations.

However, the Iron Baby yelled much louder than her: "You guys chatted for half an hour! — During this time, you only took one bite of an apple, and it was completely oxidized because of your abandonment!"

It sounds like his heart is oxidized too!

They debated darkly and darkly, and finally realized that two insiders cannot argue to an end.Lizzie turned her head angrily:

"Brother, you have to judge! Who is the wrong one among us?"

Flaming blue eyes stared at the person sitting in the middle of the sofa.

Bucky's wearing a sky blue hoodie today, Lizzie's favorite color—it's a color that flatters his skin, and he's clean-jawed and healthy, like a college student.

The "college student" was pinched from one left to the other, and he squirmed his lower lip.It felt like Tony's too bright honey eyes were cast on him too.

Bucky is on pins and needles.

He was thinking, his voice hoarse: "...I think I have to wash the dishes."

"I'll wash it later." Lizzie pressed his shoulder that was about to move, "Tell us, I believe you are absolutely fair."

Bucky is really in a dilemma.In his heart, Lizzie's name is "Justice", but from a man's point of view, he can also understand Tony's jealous mentality.

He licked his lips, and finally said the truth: "...I don't really want to participate in this."

Two pairs of eyes moved away, hating iron for nothing.Soon sparks were flying again in the air, and the two began to fight meaningless words again.

Bucky breathed a sigh of relief. He hugged the My Little Pony pillow on the sofa and brushed its tail.

……

"I'm dizzy." Lizzie sat on the big bed in the bedroom and dangled her legs back and forth, "I shouldn't have dragged you into it just now, brother."

She let out a long breath, and suddenly fell back, sinking herself into the softness of the bed.

"I always feel, always feel that he has been a little too nervous recently—" Lizzie tried to analyze, "not only Julian, but he is even wary of the boys in the whole school."

It seemed that she was a rare animal he raised, and he had to find a rope to tie her up at any time.She doesn't want to let others watch her, let alone touch her fur. She is so nervous that she seems to rush over at any time and bite everyone who looks unpredictable.

Bucky thought to himself: This is normal.

—Because you are going to get married soon.

At the thought of marriage, his heart convulsed, and it felt like a wrinkled rag soaked in water, being twisted and tightened inch by inch-then all the dripping water dripped down and wet his entire chest cavity .It wasn't as humid as the rain outside the small Romanian hotel.

Originally, the chest was full, but one piece was about to be taken away. It received this warning early, so it became empty in advance.

Bucky walked over, kicked off his slippers, and imitated Lizzie's posture and fell into the mattress.

When Lizzie turned her head sideways, he caught her breath and caught sight of her romantic blue eyes soaked in the Aegean light.The artificial dye on his hoodie was less than a ten-thousandth the brilliance of her pupils.

They stood side by side in a star-gazing pose.

Memories flowed into the room at once, flowers and reeds rubbed up to my ankles, and the place where I lay seemed to be a river bank.Together they went back to the days of the Tomorrowland Fair.

Bucky closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, and he could still smell the sun-drenched grass.

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

Almost in a tacit understanding, Lizzie understood the meaning in his Shen Bi's eyes, and she hummed a song.

That was the song that Brooklyn youths used to sing.

Lizzie reached over and brushed his hair back, pretending to have a cool pomade all over her palm.Bucky's hair is way too long now and a bit slouchy, but not as spirited as before.

She combed them into a regular shape, but they collapsed at the slightest movement of her hand, and they were not obedient at all.Bucky said nothing, letting her move like a house cat.

"I have a task for you, soldier. Can you complete it?"

She pretended to give orders.Now they all know that this doesn't work for Bucky, the Winter Soldier is long gone.

But the best brother in the world is willing to cooperate: "Follow your orders."

"Go get a haircut?" She smiled at him, "Although you look great this way, I don't want to have to tie your hair every morning."

This is a lie to him, of course she is willing to tie his hair - whoever made him wear a bun is really bad.She just thinks short hair is more refreshing.

Maybe it's even more attractive to girls.Back then, he had attracted a lot of people by his red lips and white teeth in military uniform and military cap.

Bucky didn't say whether it was okay or not, it was agreed.

"Is there anything else you want to buy?" he asked.

Lizzie thought for a while: "There are also... balloons and pumps. Natasha said she was going to hold my last bachelor party."

She tucked her face lazily into the mattress, her face was white and small, so she could hardly see it.

Her muffled voice also sounded more childish than usual: "Are you going out now?"

Bucky said softly, "No."

He found a familiar feeling in this white world: similar to an oatmeal field, quiet and bright.His only sister also buried herself in the field, like a drop of milk submerged in tassel yellow.

He doesn't want to move yet.

……

Bucky lay on the mattress for fifteen minutes.

He nearly fell asleep--he was interrupted by Lizzie's rambling ramblings.She was completely asleep, and she still kept her face buried in the quilt, looking like a penguin that failed to dig ice.

Bucky turned her over and sent her under the covers.She didn't take off her clothes, rolled up the quilt spontaneously, and fell asleep again.

Bucky didn't move right away, he waited patiently for another five minutes.

Five minutes later, I saw Lizzie falling asleep, so I pushed my head deep into the quilt, as if I could find some treasure the further I went in.

Bucky digs her out again, her head sticking out.She wanted to shrink in uncomfortably, but was restrained by Bucky's arms, and after a while, she stopped moving, breathing sweetly.

Bucky got up and went out.

……

He first bought a few packs of balloons that hadn't been blown up, and balloon tubes.

When passing by the mobile stall on the street, he saw a clown pushing a bicycle back and forth, buying children's balloons.

The clown wears a lot of makeup, has a wide grin, and looks a little scary when he smiles bright red.It may also be for this reason that, although there are countless beautiful balloons, no children come forward.

Bucky stopped, pulled out his money and bought one.

A sky blue balloon with two small clouds on it.Matches his hoodie surprisingly well.

He tied it around his wrist and went straight to the barber.The shopkeeper who helped with the haircut was a white man with a beard and a belly.

He looked at such a young man with a silent temperament, his steps were so light that he could hardly hear a sound, and a blue balloon floated behind him.

The owner's expression was a little strange.

Bucky expresses his thoughts on cutting hair in his slightly scrutinizing gaze.He is now able to adapt well to this kind of gaze. The days when his muscles tense when he feels prying and observing are over, and he sees his face as calm as a lake reflected on the mirror.

When Bucky sat down, he was afraid that the owner's sharp hair cutting tool would puncture the balloon, so he loosened the balloon on his wrist and re-tied it to the farthest barber chair.

The shopkeeper's scissors ran out, and the razor buzzed to work again.

There was a small episode during the haircut: the door of the shop slammed, and a little girl with blond hair and blue eyes ran in, laying down on the small sofa with ease.

The owner took the time to glance at her several times with a smile on his face.Bucky could see the relationship from the similar hair color and facial features of the two people—it was his daughter.

"Wow--!"

The little girl saw the balloon and ran over, looking at it enviously, and wanted to reach out to untie it.

——This action was stopped in time by the shopkeeper.With difficulty, he turned his head between haircuts, repeatedly promising "I'll buy it for you later" amidst the girls' noises.

Bucky stared at the little girl through the mirror.In addition to the different hair color, she has curly hair, clear blue eyes, and slightly plump rosy cheeks.

He thought of Lizzie again—he had always thought of his sister when he saw children lately, let alone such a resemblance.

He thought it was a good thing.

He's been dreaming a lot during this time—but nine times out of ten it's not bad, it's just a little deep, a little abstract.He found the end of the thread from those tangled and colorful lines, and after a long time of tugging, he was able to pull out a painting.Kind of like Lizzie's strokes—not Steve's anyway, he's much better at drawing than either of them.

There are many small people in the painting, some are red, some are green...the green ones are big, the red ones are graceful...there are also those with steel wings, armor and so on.The most obvious ones are Steve and Lizzie, one with tiny wings on his helmet, and the other, even more so, standing in the very center of the painting, grinning and shining.

It shone so brightly that he could see it at a glance.

It's not a nightmare, he won't feel bitter in his mouth when he wakes up, and his body is pressed by a boulder; but light, as if he has unloaded a burden, the light car walks into the rainforest, and there will be a "sand" sound when he steps on it, wet, leaves The smell is waiting to be sniffed.

……

"You have to help me tie my balloon to the bedside!"

Bucky heard the little girl say.

When the owner's father asked why, she twisted her fingers and whispered, "There are monsters under the bed..."

When did the balloon have the ability to keep people safe?

Bucky felt that he might be suffering from "pre-wedding anxiety" before the bride, but he had to look through what a child said and did from his memory, shake out little Lizzie, and People compare and contrast.

Little Lizzie had said something similar.It's just that her way of doing it is different. Back then, Bucky went to the room to see if she was asleep, and found that she was a little girl, with her curly hair in a mess, smashing the bed board.

He freaked out and thought she was sleepwalking.

Finally, I picked her up and asked, and found out that she was "fighting monsters"; she read a scary story before going to bed, and always felt that there was something under the bed, so she hit the bed with her small fist, as if this would scare the monster away like.

Lizzie is such a wonderful girl, one of a kind in the world.Sometimes she is afraid of the little chubby guy who snatches things, and she is so afraid that she bursts into tears; but she is no longer afraid of the illusory behemoth, and it seems that she has grown a whole body of strength, which can help her drive away her imagination and not be eroded by her inner fear.

She has been more sensitive to the spirit than the body since she was a child.When such a person becomes strong, he is genuine, not harsh.

……

"All right."

The bearded man's voice brought him back from his thoughts of running away.Bucky looked at the strange yet familiar young man in the mirror: he had extremely neat short hair, revealing a smooth forehead and fine facial features.

He noticed something that he had overlooked: the distance between his brow and the corner of his eye was closer than before, and it was easy to wrinkle.He used to have more stretched eyebrows and eyes, so he can adapt to the posture of Gu Pan Shenfei; but now there are more shadows between the brow bones and eyes, and he unconsciously reveals depression.

He loosened that little wrinkle, and his spirit suddenly cleared up.

He also tried to lick his lips at the person in the mirror.This smile fascinated the little girl who was clamoring for balloons just now, and she shouted "so charming".

……

Bucky strapped the balloon back to his wrist in a good mood, and walked out of the store with the pump in hand.He came out relaxed and now he too will be walking home.

After crossing the well-ordered avenue, he turned into a lively alley.There were some floating fruit stands, and Bucky caught sight of Julian, the culprit who caused Lizzie and Tony to fight.

Bucky: "..."

He took a heavy look at the young man, deliberately took a detour, and bought some plums and grapes that Lizzie liked on the far side.

Julian wasn't entirely innocent either, he had some thoughts about Lizzie, but it wasn't as exaggerated as Tony said, he would never dare to "touch the bottom", the misunderstanding may be due to the angle.

As for why Lizzie chatted with Julian, Bucky also knew.Because this guy is from Brooklyn.

His hometown is their common hometown.

Almost all their light memories are carried there, the youthful time they can't grasp.Now the river is still there, and sparkling.But they can no longer wade in. One cannot step into the same river twice.

Bucky heads to the Avengers Tower.

No matter in New York, Siberia, or Romania, they fought side by side in the ice and snow, and soaked in the dark blue nutrient solution together to keep warm; in Romania they had a small home, although it was destroyed, but Lizzie once arranged it It looks like it, and he still remembers those colorful poster papers and gingham heads.

Formerly they wandered about like wandering beasts; but now at last they have a permanent home.It never confines people, and it ferments a sense of security day after day.

Most importantly, Lizzie was there.

He never gave up watching.He was a soldier, going wherever she wanted him to go.

The author has something to say: Lizzie: Where?go home go home.