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"You've lost some memories, James..." Farr swallowed back the name on his lips, turning it into a very light sigh, and the brown-haired young man blinked his eyes to relieve the discomfort from the sudden soreness in his eye sockets.

He pursed his lips, and before he couldn't help but agree to call him James—he just wanted to agree to any request of the other party, for no reason—he stubbornly bit his back molars and did not speak.

Of course he didn't want Val to make that look, but he didn't want Far to see other people through him when he looked at him.

"Well, no James, no Bucky." Farr thought for a while, "Do you remember Fury? What did he call you?"

Hearing Fury's name, James curled his lips slightly, but Farr and Steve both saw it, which made the two feel much better after they looked at each other: After so many years of being used as a murder weapon, there is nothing wrong with it. The "human" side of the brown-haired youth is completely wiped out, even if only such a small amount remains, which is good news for them.

"I told him to just call me 'White Hart,'" James said, looking into Farr's eyes. "I don't remember your name, and I don't remember mine, but I always remember the nickname ... I didn't think getting over You."

"Then can we call you White Hart too?" Farr looked back at him gently, "I know you don't want to. When we first met, I wore a White Hart mask, and people in Brooklyn called me 'White Hart'. Deer people'."

Steve's fingers trembled twice, and he put his hands into his jacket pocket without looking away.He didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he didn't think about anything, maybe he was overwhelmed by too many negative emotions that surged up in an instant.

Between him and Bucky, he inevitably thought that if Farr had to make a choice one day, then he must be the one who would be given up.He knew, he always knew.But even with Captain America's tenacity, he'd fantasized that maybe... maybe Val would... just give him a little favourite, and he'd be content.

But the reality, Farr is now telling Bucky, was that Steve had no place in their first meeting.Later in the story, he played nothing more than a friend.

Could he really be willing to return to the position of a friend?Watching Farr and Bucky get married, will he have the status of best man and then be their neighbor-after he also has Farr's love?

"...Steve?" Farr has already agreed with James to accompany him back to his current "home" to pack his things, and he will talk to him about the past on the way. Of course, the part before they met must be left by Steve. Farr told James, but the big-breasted sweetheart with blond hair and blue eyes looked ugly, Farr was a little worried, and he walked back to Steve, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Steve opened his mouth, and he tried to squeeze out a normal smile: "No, I'm fine, I've been thinking about the past."

"You never lie." Far reached out and rubbed his cheek, "Don't force yourself to laugh if you don't want to laugh, you don't want to tell me right now, do you? It's okay, as long as you need me, I will be by your side of."

This promise gave Steve a little courage. He didn't dare to look into his friend's green eyes, so he lowered his eyes and looked at Farr and asked in a low voice: "...will you allow me to tell him that we have loved each other before? I Not right now! Just, someday in the future..."

Farr nodded and said reassuringly: "Of course we will tell him, but we have to take him back to our home first, and then take our time. We are all still alive, and everything will be fine."

He patted Steve on the shoulder, turned his head and called out to the brown-haired youth, "Bailu, shall we go back now?"

James turned his mouth down again and looked at Farr with aggrieved eyes.

Farr and Steve seem very...close.

He doesn't like it.

He had heard that Steve and Farr had been in love, and even if that was in the past, he had no right to complain about the way the two of them got along.

It's not that he doesn't like Steve, and it's impossible that he doesn't like Farr, but he just doesn't like seeing the two of them so close!

—Correct, he doesn't like anyone but himself near Val, like this man who's huddled next to Val, biting a donut.

He clutches the bag, because Farr says he'll buy him new clothes when he gets back to Manhattan, so it contains only his diaries and the last bar of chocolate in his house, which are all his personal belongings.He followed Farr silently, even if a strangely shaped plane suddenly appeared in front of him, he just blinked his eyes slowly.

As a result, as soon as he got on the plane, the man walked towards Farr.

James moved a step, put his right hand around one of Farr's wrists, and glared at the man who approached.

Tony: "Hey! Val, he's staring at me!" Then he hugged Val's other arm, raised his eyebrows and stared back, "What, you used to kill those people with your green eyes?"

"Tony!" Farr pursed his lips, "I know you're angry that I was one of his tasks, you have the right, but let Brono scan his physical condition first, okay? Rono."

He patted the back of James' hand with his backhand: "This is my spaceship. Brono is the mastermind of my spaceship. He can check whether you still have hidden injuries after so many years. Let Steve take you to my bedroom first ? I'll go find you after I finish talking with Tony."

James didn't really want to leave him, but he was willing to listen to him.So nod.

And Tony let go of his arm, and even took two steps back to look up and down the blond youth: "I have this right? You don't recognize me as your current boyfriend, but I still have this right? What has he done to me?"

"His last mission," Farr said, "was on December 1991, 12."

Tony looked at him blankly, seemingly unable to comprehend what he had said.

Natasha had already picked up the yogurt on the coffee table, grabbed Dr. Banner's collar and jumped off the sofa to give Iron Man the space.Hawkeye was not as sharp as his partner in some respects, but he trusted Natasha, so he followed suit and left the two of them.Thor sat in place, and he often felt that he didn't understand what was going on with the friends in the courtyard: "What's wrong?"

"...we were supposed to get engaged that Christmas," Tony said, lowering his eyelashes to hide the sudden surge of moisture in his eyes. "We chose the engagement ring, planned the engagement party, and I planned the wedding ceremony. ——Then what I waited for was the news of my boyfriend's death."

"Tony..." Farr knew he had to say something, but his "death" would definitely hurt everyone, so his voice was dry, "James was brainwashed and controlled at the time, and he couldn't kill me..."

"He took you away from me, all these years." Tony looked up at Farr, his caramel eyes soaked in tears, which neither quenched the burning anger in his eyes nor caught him. Contrary to his intense sadness, only his voice sounded flat except for the uncontrollable trembling: "—he crushed my heart."

So Fall felt that he was also pierced by this sentence.

"You really like him, don't you?" Tony was surprised that he could be so calm, "When you know the news of him, you will even lose control of your abilities. I feel sorry for the torture he has suffered for so many years, and I can't wait to take him back home ', the captain has to protect him from my eyes before he dares to tell me what he made me lose... You really like him, no wonder the captain has been a little uneasy after hearing his news, because the captain knows how special you are to him, Right? . . . it's not fair."

His pride prevented him from showing weakness, so he just insisted stubbornly: "Fal, it's not fair. It can't be because I worked hard to put the heart back together, using time as glue, and wrapped in iron, unlike him. If you show the same, you can pretend that I don't hurt."

"There is no fairness in love, but it's not like this for you, Tony." Farr held Tony's face in his hands, and gently wiped his tears with his fingertips, "After I used the law on Ultron's army The energy was a little bit out of control, what happened to you in Vietnam and the news about James made me unable to control it, and it wasn't just because of him."

Tony knew that Farr would not lie to him: "I thought you were out of control, but now it sounds like there is something wrong with your ability itself? Are you okay? Brono should also give you a check."

"I think I just need to get used to this post-merge universe for a while." Farr is not going to keep this question in Tony's heart, he hopes to make it clear, "I won't deny that I feel sorry for James, and I will, too. Honestly, I love you, even if it's just as a friend, I hope fate will treat you well. I'm sorry I didn't protect you, Tony, I wish I could make you think that love makes you laugh, like fireworks in the night sky Like the snow falling on the top of the Christmas tree, like the setting sun shining on the picture frame in the living room - when I think of you, it is always connected with those beautiful moments in my memory."

"The love you gave me is too good, Val, so no one can give it to me but you." Tony grumbled, tilting his head, putting the weight of his head on Val's hand, "...and you want to Give him a home."

Farr didn't get it: "...But, Tony, you suggested that James live next to Steve."

Is this also his fault?The blond youth stared blankly at Tony.

"You mean the Avengers Tower?" Tony's eyes lit up again, and he kissed Farr's fingers sideways, "Okay, then I only have one problem, I have to fight him, you help who?"

Farr couldn't answer this question. He withdrew his hand and tapped on the headset. Brono changed the subject: "Farr, James is not in a good state."