European and American Style Liaozhai

Steve was lying on the bed, covering his ears with pillows. His next-door neighbor was holding a celebration for his young son who was about to enlist in the army. Today the young man in a handsome military uniform passed by him, and tomorrow he will Leaving America for Scotland.He should have put on the same clothes and rushed to the same place as him, but his enlistment medical examination failed again, and the doctor in charge of the review told him that people with asthma should not go to the battlefield at all, because the soldiers on the battlefield The smoke would suffocate him.

He doesn't choke, he can run and jump and fight, asthma has never been a problem for him.

The youngest son next door, he knows what kind of guy he is, he is cheating and abducting and doing everything, if he hadn’t gotten into a catastrophe a few days ago, he couldn’t stay at home anymore, that bad boy wouldn’t sign up for the army, he doesn’t deserve to wear Put on uniform.

That military uniform should be his. Steve hammered hard on the worn-out bed board under him. It shook, but it was firm and did not collapse.

This is really a sad thing, the last time Bucky just lay down on it casually, the board couldn't support it and collapsed to the ground, but no matter how much he slept on it, it wouldn't fall off, because he was sadly only Poor 95 pounds, not enough to crush it.And he was only five feet four inches tall, Steve thought bitterly, the army probably never prepared a military uniform for a small man like him, even if they gave him the smallest size suit, and wore it until His body is probably as ridiculous as a child wearing adult clothes.

But so what, Steve wants to join the army, he will not give up no matter what setbacks he encounters, he has even compiled materials for himself to use next time, Steve Rogers, from Paramo Sis, it's not bad, isn't it?

Steve smiled, covering his eyes tightly with his hands.

"Hi Steve, are you home?"

The voice of Steve's friend James Barnes came from outside the door, Steve quickly wiped his eyes, straightened his clothes and hair and responded: "I'm here, Bucky, wait a minute, I'll open the door for you. "

"Come on, it's cold out here," Bucky yelled.

"Come on." Steve hurriedly draped a blanket over his body, then ran over with his slippers and opened the door.

Outside the door, Bucky stood there in a neat suit, with a bright smile on his face. His tall and burly figure almost blocked the entire door frame. Steve glanced at his brother's broad shoulders enviously, and said, "Come in." , you should put on a coat in this weather."

"My coat is too old, it's a bit ugly to wear over a suit." Bucky picked up the pointed collar of his new suit with one hand, pushed the door panel behind him and said, "You know, buddy, girls always I am very concerned about this."

"You went out on a date again today?" Steve asked, envious once again, Bucky is the most handsome young man in all of Brooklyn, countless beautiful girls like him, and those girls never Ken looked at him more.

It's not that Steve wants the girls to like him, he just doesn't like the way the girls treat him, and the most important thing is that the healthy and beautiful girls are generally taller and stronger than him.

In conclusion, this is really sad.

"It's not really a date, it's just a normal little party, I told you, Susan's cousin's birthday, she invited us to it before." Bucky said, and then he wrapped one in pink The box of wrapping paper was placed on the table, and he sat cross-legged on the broken sofa by the fireplace.

"Actually, I was just passing by. The only person he wanted to invite was you." Steve poured a cup of hot water from the kitchen and handed it to Bucky, just in time to see the box and asked, "Didn't you send out the gift? "

"Give it away." Bucky took a sip of water and said with a sigh of relief: "Susan's cousin has a suitor whose family owns a biscuit factory, and he sends her his biscuits all the time. It made me want to throw up, so when I left he just slipped me this gift, and there was no doubt it was another box of biscuits."

"Cookies aren't cheap these days," Steve said.

"That's why I didn't throw it in the trash, but you know I don't like these sweet and greasy things, so I gave it to you," Bucky said.

"Thank you." Steve took the box into his arms unceremoniously, tore off the wrapping paper, looked at the beautiful biscuit box and said, "Maybe we can have a tea party and talk about conscription."

"Oh." Bucky glanced at him speechlessly, and said, "You haven't given up yet, Steve, you need to know that falsifying information is against the law."

"It doesn't matter where I live, I'm American, so technically I'm not lying," Steve quips.

Bucky knew he couldn't persuade Steve, he shook his head and sighed, "You're really crazy."

Steve knew that he was really crazy to join the army, but he didn't want to change this. He looked at Bucky stubbornly and said, "Serving the motherland is what every healthy young man should do."

But do you look healthy?Bucky thought helplessly in his heart that he didn't want to belittle his friend, but the fact is that, with Steve's situation, he is not suitable for joining the army. Friends, he really didn't want to see what happened to Steve.But as Steve's best friend, he also knows that what Steve wants is his understanding and support, not the kind of blocking that is for your own good.

So Bucky got up and patted Steve on the shoulder and said to him, "Well, how about I go to the conscription office with you to sign up next time?"

"Really?" Steve asked in surprise.

"Really, let's go together. So I can't attend your tea party today. I promised to watch a movie with Susan and the others. Do you want to go together? She has several good and beautiful friends." Bucky said.

See, that's what Bucky is, always trying to give him what he has.Steve looked up at his friend, thinking of the past when Bucky shared his clothes, toys, snacks, and pocket money with him when he was a child, he couldn't help laughing, and then firmly rejected his kindness.

"I'm not going, you know I'm not good at getting along with a lot of strangers," Steve said.

"Okay, I'll go then, see you tomorrow, Steve." Buck stood up and patted his crisp suit pants to prevent creases.

"Wait." Steve ran back to the room, took out his best woolen scarf from the closet, wrapped it around Bucky's neck and said, "Handsome man, at least wear a scarf, I don't think you should either." Hope I catch a cold on the date."

"You're right, although this will make my handsomeness a little less, but thank you my dear friend." Bucky said, then smiled and waved away from Steve's house.

Steve closed the door, opened the biscuit box with a smile, took a piece from it, and stuffed it into his mouth, then nodded with satisfaction. It's worth it.

Thinking about it, Steve reached into the biscuit box again, but he didn't get the biscuit this time, because just a few seconds ago, there was a note in the biscuit box, right under his nose, Appeared suddenly.Steve was pretty sure the note wasn't in the box when he opened it.

"What is this?" Steve rubbed his eyes, and after confirming that this note was not his own hallucination, he opened it with a spirit of exploration.

'HELLO. '

There was only such a simple word written on the note, so there was nothing strange about it, except that the ink hadn't completely dried out, making it look like it was just written on it a few seconds ago.

This kind of thing is impossible!

But the way the note itself appears is like a magic trick, so why isn't it possible?

Steve took the note and stroked it a few times, then picked up the sketch pen on the table and neatly wrote a 'HELLO' on it, then he folded the note neatly, ready to put it back into the biscuit box .

"I might be really crazy." Steve said to himself, unfolding the note again, drawing a little long-tailed monkey on the letter H, and then folded the note and put it in the box on top of the middle biscuit.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... 1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

The note has been intact on the round biscuit, it has not disappeared, and there is no extra corner.

"I knew I must be crazy." Steve smiled self-deprecatingly, closed the biscuit box and left the living room.

Decades later in Manhattan, USA, Yun Xiangdi put the note with "HELLO" into the magic letter box. After a few seconds, he opened the lid of the letter box. The person folded it again, corner to corner and edge to edge, and placed it in the very center of the box, with no more or less distance from the four sides.

This is a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, this is the first impression this pen pal gave Yun Xiangdi.

He took out the note and opened it for a look. The neat and featureless letters contrasted sharply with the vivid little monkey.Contradictory appearances, this is Yun Xiangdi's second impression of her pen pal.

In addition, this person must be a foodie, Yun Xiangdi silently patted off the biscuit crumbs on his hands, and then wrote on the paper: 'I hope this note didn't scare you', and then put it back into the magic letter box.

Decades ago in Brooklyn, Steve opened the cookie box again during dinner, just to grab a few cookies for dessert, only to find that the note had been tampered with.

Steve immediately wiped his hands with a napkin, then carefully opened the note.After reading the above questions, Steve didn't even bother to eat dinner. He ran to the living room to find the pencil just now, and replied: "I'm not scared, I'm just curious why you wrote me a note." '

After writing, Steve put the note back into the biscuit box, and this time he carefully closed the lid.

A few minutes later, he tried to open the lid, and there was already a reply on the note; 'I just want to talk to someone, because something unpleasant happened today. '

'I'd love to chat with you, because something unpleasant happened to me today. ' replied Steve.

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