Evening had arrived, and the Parker family was gathered around their dining table to enjoy Aunt May's elaborate dinner.

"Eat more broccoli and other vegetables! Don't just eat meat and potatoes! Aunt May glared at Peter, and tossed more than half of the vegetables on her plate onto Peter's plate. You're still growing your body, so it's important to have a balanced diet. ”

Uncle Ben rolled his eyes. "If you don't like to eat the vegetables you make, just say it, and the next time you remember to cook broccoli, remember to put some salt in the water."

"Since you're so good at cooking, it's up to you to cook tomorrow's dinner!" Her mind was suddenly pierced, and Aunt Mei suddenly became dissatisfied, and grabbed Uncle Ben's wrinkled face. "Dead old man, it was a long time to let you change the light bulb a few days ago. I still dare to say that I can't cook..."

Peter, on the other hand, ignored the little commotion at the table. He mechanically kept the food on his plate in his mouth, all his attention on the TV across from him.

"Last night, New York experienced the worst terrorist attack since 911. Nearly 200 people were seriously injured and more than 120 were killed, including nearly 30 police officers. "The news anchor's voice on TV was quite heavy.

"According to reliable sources, one of the masterminds of this event, Wilson. Grant. Fisk, already dead in the midst of infighting. And the foreign forces he colluded with are still on the run. Mr. President has already spoken at the White House, condemning the organizations involved in this terrorist attack. ”

Peter silently chewed the food in his mouth, alternating between repression and lightness. He and Matt did save a lot of people last night, but so many people were still hurt.

If his strength was stronger...

Peter's mind couldn't help but drift to the figure in the sea of stars. The power of the stars at your fingertips must be a good solution to a small problem in a small New York City.

Within his body, there was a force that he did not understand and could not control. The thought creeped him, but it also inexplicably filled him with excitement. Every teenager has a dream of Form 2 in their hearts, and Peter is no exception. In his optimistic thinking, this situation is like those anime protagonists who have 'forbidden powers sealed in their bodies', and there is just one more killer feature that can turn the tide of battle at a critical moment.

It is... It's a damn dizziness.

Less than two months earlier, Peter had suffered a great deal of damage from the battle of the steamer. And this time, his situation was not much better. Kilgrave's remaining power was as hard to get rid of in his mind as a maggot on a tarsal bone. The sea of spirits, which had not yet been re-established, showed signs of collapse again, giving him tearing headaches from time to time. And it is not easy to hide this situation in front of Uncle Ben and Aunt May.

Now Peter can only use the foundation laid for him and the methods taught to him to slowly eliminate these hidden dangers. But it's hard to say how long this process will take.

And at this time, the content broadcast on the news again caught his attention. By this time, the television had already shifted its camera to a hospital.

In the midst of this major turmoil, Director Stacy, who has only been in office for less than three months, has once again been mired in controversy. There is no doubt that in this incident, the performance of the New York police was not good, and in many cases a lot of time and manpower were wasted, which directly led to the deterioration of the subsequent situation. The previous series of crackdowns on gangsters were also very ineffective. To make matters worse, the police headquarters was hijacked by terrorists, a vicious incident that will undoubtedly be a stain on Director Stacy's life. ”

The camera then cuts to the door of a hospital room. Countless reporters had gathered outside the door, and several expressionless police officers had stopped the jackal-like reporters at the door.

"The current situation of Director Stacy is not stable enough to be interviewed. While there are many who believe that he has made the right choice in a bad situation, many more believe that he does not have the ability of a director. ”

The reporter in front of the camera said calmly, but it was clear that many of his colleagues around him were not as polite as he was. They were desperate to extract every bit of news from all the people they passed through that could be used in the headlines, not caring about the impact of the disruption they caused on the patients in the room.

"What's even more worth pondering is that Chief Stacy was the only one in the police station last night who wasn't affected by the nerve gas. Perhaps this means that he has a more inglorious side to this incident, but more importantly, he may be the only witness in this attack. Oh, wait..."

The crowd gathered outside the ward began to stir, and the reporter who was reporting temporarily interrupted his speech and rushed forward.

The door to the hospital room slowly opened, and the scene that almost broke Peter's heart appeared before his eyes. Gwen, whose face was covered with tears, walked out of the ward, her eyes that were already completely red and swollen almost impossible to open, and completely ruined her beautiful countenance. Peter subconsciously stood up, but he could only watch powerlessly as Gwen left on TV with the support of her family and friends.

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The next evening, Peter met Gwen again in a roadside chair in New York's Central Park.

"Dad said that he would automatically give up the position of director after this matter is over." Gwen said quietly, pulling her hair behind her ears. "After all, he didn't come to the position of director for the sake of power or those extra pay. In addition, his body may not be able to bear this kind of pressure in a short period of time. ”

Peter held the cold little hand tightly, but he couldn't say a word. The sun, which was about to sink below the horizon, shed its last rays, stretching the figures of the two men walking on the lakeshore path very long.

In fact, it is okay, in the first few weeks of his promotion, he was almost at home all day, and he probably slept less than five hours a day, and the slightest movement could wake him up. Watching his physical condition get worse and worse, sometimes I feel that this job has only brought more burden to him. ”

Ignoring Peter's silence, Gwen put her arms around Peter, rested her head on his shoulder, and continued to whisper about herself. But the tremendous force coming from her hand told Peter that she was not calm at this time.

"Dad said thank you. I almost fainted when I saw him, his whole head was covered in gauze, and his body was covered in scars. But he said thank you, and if it weren't for you, more people would have died, including him. ”

A strong sense of guilt finally took over Peter's chest at this moment, and he had to speak.

"Gwen I—" Halfway through, it felt as if something was stuck in his throat, but he insisted on continuing. I, I'm sorry! If I..."

"Look at you, you're talking stupid again." Gwen gently thumped his chest, interrupting his next words. "I said I wanted to thank you, and then you suddenly apologized."

"I just think... I could have done more, but I couldn't have done anything. ”

"But you've done a lot." Gwen looked into Peter's eyes. "Enough, even, too much."

Peter was about to speak, but Gwen's finally rippling eyes told him that she wasn't done.

"I was so proud when I knew you were the red mask in the news. My boyfriend, the person I like, is a hero who stands up to the sky and is willing to help others. At some point, there was already a little tear in Gewen's words.

"But now I understand that heroes are not very glorious things. When I saw my dad's injuries, I saw Uncle Lance's wife crying next to his body. I really... I feel like I can't take it anymore. Dad has decided to step back from the front, but you... You're going to go on like this, aren't you? ”

"Gwen, I—" Peter subconsciously spoke. He wanted to make a promise, to make this weak girl in his arms feel at ease. But for some reason, he couldn't say what she wanted to hear. "I'll keep myself safe."

Gwen had buried her face in Peter's chest, making it impossible for him to see hers. Thin sobs came from Peter's arms, and Peter, who didn't know how to comfort her, could only let her do so, and he patted her on the back gently.

It took a long time for her sobs to stop. Gwen took a step back, wiping tears from her face.

"Peter, I don't mean to force you to make any promises." The corners of Gwen's mouth barely pulled into a smile. "I know, this is what you want to do, and I'm not going to force you to give it up. It's just that... Don't worry me so much, okay? ”

"Well, I promise."

There was no need for more words, and the figures of the two embraced each other in the setting sun.

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