The moment the door was pushed open, a commotion overwhelmed the Captain's senses.
An old-fashioned bar counter, old-fashioned wooden tables, and chairs occupied by people dressed in Allied military uniforms from World War II, each with a beaming smile on their face.
They held up various kinds of alcohol, clinked glasses, and sang loudly along with the music, their voices completely off-key.
The band on stage is playing a very upbeat song called "Star Spangled Man".
The Captain is very familiar with this song. When he first became Captain America, he danced to this song on stage countless times with a group of tall, beautiful girls.
Raising funds for the soldiers fighting on the front lines.
What gave the Captain a greater sense of familiarity than the song was the soldiers' demeanor, their uniforms, and everything around them, as if he had returned to more than sixty years ago.
The entire club, spanning several hundred square meters, took on a dreamlike quality under the dim lighting.
So much so that the Captain didn't even notice that the moment he entered, the blue-black swirling around him made it seem like a solid door frame.
As soon as you enter, the back door disappears, replaced by an ordinary wooden door, perfectly matching the club's vintage feel.
Unfortunately, the Captain didn't notice any of this; he walked straight toward the bar with a bit of doubt and confusion.
The waiter, who was wiping glasses, looked up and saw the Captain. His face lit up with joy. "Hey! Look who's here, Captain Rogers, our hero! Congratulations on taking down Hydra's leader, John Schmidt! Hydra is completely finished. I estimate the war won't last more than a few days!"
After saying this, the Captain seemed even more confused. He had completely lost the ability to discern the truth and was simply speaking to the waiter subconsciously.
"I'm looking for a girl. She's probably alone; she's likely waiting for someone!"
The waiter thought for a moment, then pointed to the corner opposite the stage and said...
"There was only one single girl here tonight. I was wondering how such a beautiful girl could come alone, turns out she was waiting for you, Captain. How enviable!"
The Captain looked in the direction the waiter was pointing and only saw a figure with short hair and wearing a well-fitting military uniform from behind.
In the dim light, it was hard to see clearly, but her figure, her clothes, and her hair were all unmistakably those of the woman who haunted his dreams.
" Peggy!"
The Captain muttered the name to himself.
He didn't hear the waiter excitedly shouting behind him that he would buy him a drink later.
At the other end of the stage, in a corner, Qin Xiao, Tony, Banner, and even Rhodey sat in a circle.
Unlike usual, they were all wearing World War II military uniforms.
"Damn it, that waiter is such a drama queen! Where did you find him, Rhodey!"
Tony lowered his voice and spoke to Rhodey.
Rhodey glanced at the waiter who was still excitedly waving his arms at the Captain's retreating figure.
"That's the bartender at our Air Force club. Those pilots don't know how to mix drinks. Tony, that's what a waiter should be like. Seeing a hero of the battlefield, I think he's pretty good!"
The two were arguing quietly.
Qin Xiao, who was standing next to him, suddenly spoke up.
"Stop talking, the Captain's gone. Get ready to change the music, clear the dance floor, and tell Natasha it's time for the lead actress to appear!"
Qin Xiao is preparing to move on to the next scene.
The Captain, however, walked towards the girl in the corner with an expectant look on his face.
The short distance of just over ten meters felt incredibly long to the Captain.
After finally getting behind the girl, Captain America, who was usually fearless, was now as timid as a primary school student who had done something wrong and was afraid to see the teacher. He hesitated for a long time behind her, not daring to take that step.
" Rhodey, find someone to help him out!"
Tony couldn't stand it anymore and said to Rhodey.
Rhodey quickly spoke a few words into the headset.
Then I saw two young men stand up at a table behind the Captain. One of them looked like he had drunk too much, and the other followed closely behind.
As he passed behind the Captain, the swaying young man lost his footing and bumped directly into the Captain's back.
The Captain's attention was completely focused on the figure in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to what was behind him, so he was knocked off balance.
"I'm so sorry! My friend had too much to drink!"
A young man rushed forward and spoke to Captain America.
The Captain glanced at the staggering drunkard, waved his hand to indicate it was alright, and said, "Go take your friend home!"
The young man thanked him repeatedly, then helped his companion up.
As the two walked, the young man who had just played the drunkard clenched his fist excitedly.
"I just bumped into Captain America! God, I can brag about this for the rest of my life! I'm going to go back and tell my cousin!"
Leaving aside the two young men, let's look at the Captain. He helplessly patted his clothes, suddenly stood up, and met a pair of bright eyes.
In just a moment, the Captain was captivated by those eyes.
" Peggy!"
The Captain exclaimed in disbelief.
" Peggy? I didn't expect our Captain Rogers to flirt with girls like that. My name is Vanessa, but if our Captain America likes, I can be Peggy too!"
The girl, with a charming smile, spoke softly to the Captain.
The Captain then realized that it was just a girl who looked about seven or eight parts similar to Peggy.
A profound sense of loss welled up inside me.
I actually thought I had traveled back in time to that era, it's really...
Now it seems like it was just a prank, whatever it was.
The Captain wasn't in the mood to play or investigate; he just wanted to leave and find a quiet corner to be alone for a while.
Just as I was about to leave, all the lights in the room suddenly went out.
The band on stage abruptly stopped playing.
The cheerful music and the noisy crowd suddenly stopped.
Instead, there was a deathly silence.
But it only lasted for less than two seconds.
Suddenly, the sound of a saxophone drifted over, playing a very lyrical and slow piece of music.
Suddenly, the lights on the ceiling flashed, and a spotlight shone on the center of the club.
I don't know when, but the tables and chairs in the middle had all been removed.
Under the spotlight, there was only one person, dressed in a red evening gown, who stood out so much against the darker colors around him.
A head of slightly curly short hair, and that face and eyes that the Captain knew all too well.
Who else could it be but Peggy Carter?
"I've waited sixty-seven years for this dance, so what are you waiting for, my little boy!"