At the edge of the ruins, Miaomiao stared intently at the Winter Soldier, whose mask had come off.
He had thick brows, large eyes, long dark brown hair, and a layer of stubble on his chin. Even unconscious, his brows were faintly furrowed, giving him an air of cold detachment, loneliness, and exhaustion. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and the silver-and-black metal arm on his left side made him an intimidating presence in combat.
Now, though, the unconscious Winter Soldier lay with his eyes closed and his face pale, softening his icy killing intent.
Miaomiao tried sweeping back his long hair, which looked as though it had not been washed in ages, revealing the Winter Soldier's quiet, round-cheeked face. Yes, that was more like it.
This was the face. It should have worn a sunny smile as he looked warmly at the person beside him.
She was certain she had seen it before, and recently, too.
Recently?
Miaomiao began to think back.
Since leaving Gotham for New York, she had not wandered far. She had mostly stayed around Avengers Tower. The people around her were just Uncle Nini and a few of his teammates. At most, she went shopping with Pepper and Natasha, or went running in the park with Steve...
That was it! Steve!
Miaomiao remembered where she had seen this face!
She had gone with Steve to his museum and seen it in a film playing there!
The man with this face had worn his hair short back then. The old film was in black and white, and the young man wore a bright, slightly playful smile, his eyes warm as he looked at the person beside him-Steve, dressed in Captain America's combat uniform.
The accompanying narration had said: Sergeant Bucky Barnes, the