Steve woke up with a smile on his face. He hadn't slept so soundly in a long time.Since becoming "Captain America", he is like a small boat propelled by wind and waves, rushing involuntarily from one city to another.

But when he was by Farr's side, his heart was very peaceful, and Farr's embrace was a harbor where he could dock.

Before Steve opened his eyes, he reached out and touched the side, ready to hug his boyfriend into his arms and ask for a good morning kiss.

He found nothing.

This made him a little confused: "Fal?"

Farr put the letter back on the table, walked up to Steve, hooked his boyfriend's blond hair and bowed his head for a kiss: "I wanted to wake you up in half an hour."

Steve put his head into Farr's arms: "I want to spend this half an hour to see you, did you see the letter I wrote to you yesterday? Actually, I was in a bad mood when I received your little note. Come on, you and my bad mood are not compatible. Speaking of letters, did Bucky send us a letter? I haven't heard from him since he left for England."

"No. No letters from Bucky, but no letters of any kind either," he said, referring to the kind of condolence letters sent to relatives after a soldier dies.Farr gently stroked his boyfriend's blond hair, "I think it might be inconvenient to send letters abroad. Bucky will come back safely, and he promised to invite us to his wedding."

Steve laughed: "Then he has to find someone to marry first."

When it came to marriage, the subject was like a needle pricking the balloon of joy in the blond soldier's heart, and his strength was draining away again.Steve let go of his boyfriend and lay on his back on the bed, put his arms across his eyes to block the sun, pretending to be relaxed, "...Talk about the progress of your orphanage? You said before that you had four land."

Farr was too familiar with his boyfriend, and he could tell from the tone of his voice that Steve had other things on his mind. The blond young man calmly followed the topic and said, "Yes, I sent you the blueprint, what do you think? How about it?"

"You've thought everything through." Steve asked, "It's just that you designed our two rooms together, how are we going to explain it to the kids?"

"You are my boyfriend and will be my husband in the future." Farr pulled Steve's arm down and met his boyfriend's blue eyes. "What should I explain?"

Steve was a little dazed: "We, shall we just tell them like this? But we can't get married—" "We're just not married yet, Steve." Farr corrected Steve's wording, putting early Just push the prepared ring to the root of the boyfriend's left ring finger.

The ring was warmed by Farr's body and was a little hot. Something hot flowed into his heart along the ring finger. Steve covered the ring tightly with his other hand, as if he was afraid that his ring would suddenly become Butterfly flew away: "When did you go to buy a ring?"

"After seeing so many beautiful girls performing with you in the newspaper, the first thing I did was to buy this pair of rings." The blond young man shrugged, "When I'm not by your side, the ring will replace you." I say to girls who are desperately looking for an excuse to get close to you, 'Hey girls, get away from Steve, he's mine'."

"Of course I'm yours." Steve nodded in agreement.

Since Farr bought the ring without saying a word, it means that his boyfriend must have thought about their marriage, which is enough to make Steve happy again, and: "You just said 'We just What does 'not yet married' mean?"

"You want to marry me, and you want to invite Bucky to our wedding," Farr said. "You didn't say it, but I love you, so I can tell. One day in the future, you can follow your heart and declare to the world that you are my legal husband."

"Can I?" Steve asked. "This future is so good that I wonder if I'm really entitled to it."

"But only with you and me can we move towards this future." Farr kissed the back of his hand, "It exists for you and me."

……

With the experience that Farr suddenly appeared in front of him and surprised him for the first time, Steve is very much looking forward to finding his boyfriend in the audience every time he arrives in a new city.

Farr did drop by without warning.

Sometimes it's a bouquet of dewy roses stuffed with a card that says "To the American Spirit of the World, and My American Sweetheart" in Steve's familiar handwriting.Sometimes a thousand origami cranes are folded out of drawing paper, and Steve takes them apart very carefully, and draws Farr in the audience looking at him on the stage, and everything in the world is just the background of their love.

Steve's heart was always softened by these little gifts.

"It's arranged for us to go to Italy to perform next time. You know they've pushed the battle line there." Steve and Farr cuddled tightly, only in this way can he feel that this late autumn is not so cold, "a whole For half a year, I have never been on the battlefield as a soldier."

"They're going to need you sooner or later, Steve," Farr reassured. "All you have to do is be ready whenever the opportunity comes your way."

He was ready for a long time, but he didn't want to continue to talk about this topic with his boyfriend. Steve asked: "Have you ever been to Italy? You only said that you traveled to many places, and rarely said those things specifically."

"I've been there." Far put his arms around Steve's shoulders, "I didn't mention it because I hadn't met you at that time, and it was all in the past. I think the moment when you are with me is more important."

"Actually, I care a little bit." Steve whispered, "I've started dreaming about you again these days, in a factory on fire? I don't know, surrounded by machines I've never seen before. I'm standing on the stairs talking to you..."

After waiting for a while without further words, Farr took the initiative to ask: "And then?"

Then he'd wake up, turn on the lights in a terrible panic about losing Farr, and pass the night flipping through his sketchbook where every page was Farr.

If he didn't have a heart attack now, he really thought he would have one.

"And then I woke up," Steve said, "that's why I wanted to ask you."

His boyfriend wasn't telling the truth.

Farr narrowed his eyes: "You may miss me too much, Steve."

Steve raised his head and offered his lips to him: "Although you are still by my side, I am already thinking of you."

The blond soldier didn't know where his premonition came from, he just knew that he absolutely couldn't bear any possibility of losing Farr.

Italy.

What is different from before is that the audience of this troupe are soldiers who have just retired from the front line.

After so many performances, Steve has already mastered the script by heart. After he said his lines with a standard "Captain America" ​​smile, he took time to wait for his audience to respond to him.There's usually three to seven seconds of cheers and screams in response, Steve thought.

But this time there was silence.

Steve was a little dazed. He subconsciously turned his head to catch the eyes of his companion on the left side of the temporary high platform. The other party made a gesture to continue, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and read the lines.

The soldiers didn't buy it and shouted, "Let the girls get on stage!"

While shouting, he grabbed things around him and threw them on the stage.

Steve stood alone on the stage facing the malice of the soldiers. Occasionally, he raised his shield to block something that was about to hit him directly, and a note fell out from behind his shield, slowly falling towards the ground.

Steve quickly caught it and squeezed it tightly, like he was holding the hot cocoa of the day, or his boyfriend's hand.

Knowing that Farr would love him dearly, he really felt a little wronged.

The girls hurried to the stage with sweet smiles, and Steve took the opportunity to hide behind the curtain.

Steve sighs: he really wants to see Farr at a time like this.

In fact, his boyfriend is also really in Italy.

"Brono, do you have any thoughts on the factory that Steve mentioned?" Farr stood on the branch and looked at the base in front of him, took out the letter that was sent to him from his pocket, and typed Snap your fingers and use your fingers as natural lights, "Although I don't know what this Mr. Schmidt is going to do, he managed to ignite my anger."

"He doesn't have any thoughts now, Farr." Qiuqiu replied before Brono could speak, "When you retrieve this memory completely, you should understand it yourself."

Brono knew that Qiuqiu meant that he could not reveal too much. After all, it was Farr who decided to take away the memory of him and James, so Brono answered concisely: "I think he is referring to the one in front of you." base."

Farr nodded thoughtfully.

This morning, as usual, he was going to the mailbox to see if there was a letter from his boyfriend, but when he opened the door, he found a letter addressed to him.

Only his name was written on the envelope, with no address or sender, indicating that someone had delivered it directly to the door.

After opening, there is only a slip of paper in the part where the words are actually written.

The rest are photos of him and Steve, and there are more than [-] photos sent with the letter.

"You come to see me yourself, or you watch your boyfriend go down, there will be a lot of newspapers interested in these photos."

Signed Schmidt, also attached a map.

So in the evening, Farr teleported to the periphery of the base marked on the map.

For this reason, the world consciousness is still very dissatisfied and protests: "Father Law, take it easy! Why did you have a good life before, but now you suddenly have big hands? I should put a sign outside the earth and write 'Law Papa and other world-consciousness off-limits'?"

"So there are consciousnesses from other worlds coming to visit?" Farr thought of Steve's dreams. If it was something that happened between him and Steve in the parallel universe, it would prove that his memory really came out. problem.

Because he is unique as the incarnation of Law.

The world consciousness pretended not to hear: "Hello? Hello? Father Law, what kind of broken magic is this, the signal is not good."

Farr discovered that the consciousness of this world was skinnier than the ones he had come into contact with before.

The author has something to say: Seeing the little angels, I can't wait to see Shura Field, so I am going to cut off the next Sherlock book and go directly to the worm book.

If there are little angels who are looking forward to Sherlock, I apologize to you (Doxiaza.gif)

However, the main line will still have the role of the British government qwq, so that from this Sunday to next Saturday, the little angels can start buying stocks under Xiaochongben.

Every little angel can vote for one vote, okay qwq I try my best to count otz will broadcast real-time stock buying situation to shareholders every day at [-] pm I love you mua~

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