Chapter 217 The Promised Dance
“It makes you young again.”
Steve whispered, "It allows us to do more together."
"Peggy, would you like to continue the dance we agreed to do with me?"
Peggy Carter was like a child who had found a treasure again.
There was nothing in the world more precious than the Steve in front of her.
She nodded vigorously: "I do, Steve, of course I do!"
"Come on, Peggy." Steve gently helped Peggy Carter up, placed the palm-sized jade bottle to her lips, and slowly lifted it up so that every drop of spring water could play a role.
Peggy kept her eyes on Steve, watching his gentle movements intently.
One of them is old and the other is young and strong, but the picture is extremely harmonious, like a couple in love.
"How do you feel?" Steve looked at Peggy with concern.
Peggy thought for a moment and said, "It seems that I don't feel anything... It's like drinking a cup of hot water, transferring the heat from my throat to my whole body."
"No feeling?" Steve couldn't accept it, with a look of loss between his brows.
But soon the heat that Peggy was talking about took effect quickly.
Those calories are actually concentrated life force.
A huge amount of life force spread throughout her body, seeping into every drop of blood and every cell, and then began to burn violently.
It only took a breath for Peggy Carter's skin to begin to show a healthy flush again.
Her blood churned as she screamed, and every bone in her body quickly regained its youth, becoming smooth and hard as if polished by sandpaper.
"What's wrong with me?"
The neurons in Peggy Carter's brain also recovered quickly under the action of vitality.
Her memory quickly returned, and she was overwhelmed by the warm feeling all over her body, as if she were soaking in a hot spring.
She just gently wiped her arms with her fingers, removing large pieces of dead skin and revealing new pink skin.
Less than a minute.
Peggy Carter lost all her gray hair and grew back thick, sexy, curly brown hair.
Her sagging skin became refined again.
Wrinkles disappear.
In the blink of an eye, he turned back into his twenties.
Even more rosy than when she was young.
Steve stared at Peggy blankly, muttering, "Tony, that bastard, I really love him now!"
"Tony?" Peggy, who was still confused, was awakened by the words.
She looked at Steve in astonishment, "Steve, is this the thing you got from little Tony to make us back to our youth... I mean, to make me young again?"
Peggy was horrified.
His expression returned to the state it was when they first met again.
It has a love that flows like water, but it is not passionate.
Such a change made Steve stunned.
But he didn't take it to heart.
Instead, he still half-knelt in front of Peggy's bed, gently holding her hand.
"Tony gave me this." He placed the jade bottle in Peggy's palm.
"This is a magical spring water from the Skrulls, flowing on the highest mountain in the universe, which can rejuvenate people."
Steve didn't know that the above story was purely made up by Tony.
He agreed: "Tony said that you have waited for me for decades and you shouldn't leave with regrets in the end, so I came back to find you, Peggy."
Peggy had a complicated expression: "This spring water may do more than just restore youth. Little Tony is thoughtful."
She was somewhat happy, but not that happy.
Steve felt a little guilty: "I had some misunderstandings about Tony at the beginning. It's my fault."
"But, Miss Peggy, isn't there something else we should do now?"
Steve stood up, straightened his back, and extended his right hand like a gentleman: "Sorry to have kept you waiting. This is a promise that is seventy years late."
"Promise..." Peggy looked at Steve blankly.
She felt that she should be extremely happy at this moment.
——The lost youth has returned, and the beloved hero has returned.
Both of these things are so delightful.
They were intertwined and should have made her the happiest person in the world.
But why? Why did she feel that she could no longer keep the smile on her face? She even curled up her toes and wanted to run away quickly.
"My, are we going to dance now?" Peggy asked with an unnatural smile.
But before Steve showed any doubt.
She reacted quickly: "I mean! Shouldn't we find a day, find a jazz bar, wear a dress, and put on exquisite makeup to complete this dance?"
But the confusion on Steve's face became even stronger: "You...want to jump then?"
Why is this different from what he imagined?
With two joys intertwined, shouldn't Peggy hug him eagerly, and then the two of them dance face to face like swans?
"I mean... all that messy sense of ritual is unnecessary!" Seeing this, Peggy decisively denied what she had just said.
She took Steve's outstretched arm and stood up lightly.
Even because she used too much force.
As a result, she threw herself directly into Steve's arms, and the dead skin that had not been cleaned off her body fell off.
At this moment, Peggy Carter finally felt the changes in herself.
Not only did she regain her youth, she became stronger and faster, and was even no less powerful than Steve.
——Because Steve was knocked to the ground by her.
"Steve! Are you okay?" Peggy hurriedly helped her little man up.
Steve didn't care about the pain in his chest or the dead skin that Peggy kept shedding.
He rubbed his chest and held Peggy's hand: "Now you seem a little too young?"
Peggy laughed: "Only a little younger than you."
At this moment, the two of them finally stood face to face.
They looked at each other lovingly, and then danced in unison, turning and stepping in the small room as if they had become one.
The room was very quiet, with only the sound of dance steps echoing.
The two people had four feet, but they only made two neat footsteps, so tacitly in tune.
The sunset outside the window has already fallen into the horizon.
The last bit of afterglow from the sky dimmed after entering the room.
In the dim room, Peggy's striped hospital gown spun like a dance skirt.
She raised her neck high and crossed paths with Steve, who was wearing a sports shirt.
At the end of the dance, Peggy spun on Steve's arm, stamping her bare feet on the tile.
If she was really wearing a dance dress, she would look like a dancing swan at this moment.
But even in a hospital gown, she completed the last moment of the dance with the most graceful posture.
Steve held her hands and supported her waist, and the two of them ended their agreed dance in a leaning position.
The two pairs of eyes looking at each other shone like gems in the dim light.
None of them noticed.
The moment when the sound of dance steps is the clearest and most dense.
With a popping sound, the door of the next door opened quietly.
An old man with white hair and sunken eyes walked out with a look of astonishment and indescribable expression.
After some hesitation, he quietly opened Peggy Carter's door and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw two dancing figures.
But after seeing Carter's agile and graceful dancing, he was even more shocked.
