Let's turn back the clock to five hours ago.

After saying goodbye to her friends, Mary struggled to get on the bus home, and although there was no rush hour on Saturday, the bus that was about to pass through the center of Manhattan was still crowded like a satine in a can. After squeezing past four or five passengers in a row, Mary found a space to stand next to the two seated college students. She pursed her lips tightly, her heart visibly unsettled.

When the fiery red hair disappeared into the crowd, Peter withdrew his gaze. Harry began to say goodbye to Gwen as well, and the private car that took him home stopped at the street intersection, and the driver rolled down the window and waited patiently in his seat.

"See you on Monday." Harry pulled Peter past him and gave him a hard hug. Peter was taken aback by the sudden intimacy, but slapped Harry twice on the back.

"Well, see you on Monday."

Harry waved his hand and slipped into the back seat of the car. The window of the car beside him slowly closed, and in this place where no one was seeing, Harry's expression finally collapsed. The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and then he punched the saddle next to him, as if this would vent the anguish and unwillingness in his heart. A low whimper came from the depths of his throat, and his usually handsome and sunny face looked a little hideous and distorted at this time.

"He... Darn! ”

"Friend... Why..."

Slurred words and curses continued to spit out from Harry's mouth, and his body began to tremble slightly. And at this moment, the driver, who had been driving quietly, spoke.

"Young Master, are you okay? Did you take the medicine at noon? ”

The bland greeting was like a bucket of ice water splashed on Harry's face, and he quickly sobered up. He thumped twice on his chest, slowing his breathing a little.

"Take a deep breath... Damn deep breath. ”

Muttering words of self-hypnosis, Harry pulled out a bottle containing a dozen pale green capsules from the pocket of his coat. With his still trembling hands, he unleashed the cap.

"Need I call your father?" The driver spoke again, and the indifference in his tone indicated that this was not the first time he had seen such a thing.

"No, you don't." Harry swallowed a pill in one gulp, and the trembling in his body immediately stopped, and even his tone calmed down a lot. "It's okay, I'm feeling good now."

"Understood."

Calm returned to the car, the driver stepped on the accelerator, and the sedan accelerated away in the direction of the Osborne building with the hum of the engine. Harry closed his eyes, trying to suppress the mixed thoughts in his mind.

It doesn't matter, isn't this heading in the direction you want?

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As Harry walked away, Peter felt a scent of the familiar scent on the back of his neck. Just as he was about to turn around and hug his girlfriend, he felt his scalp tighten. At the same time, Gwen's soft left hand was already on his waist.

It's the rhythm of the end!

At the same time as the alarm bell rang in Peter's mind, Gwen's left hand also pinched one of the few pieces of fat on his waist, and under the ancestral experience of the Stacy family, her fingers did not take much effort, and the piece of meat was directly twisted by her 120 degrees.

Peter gasped and almost jumped on one foot. Gwen expertly pressed his shoulder, and her left hand loosened and began to caress his aching waist with great tenderness.

"I'll go! What are you doing?" before she could say anything, Gwen's finger pressed against Peter's lips, making him swallow the rest of the words. Looking at Gwen's pale blue eyes, he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"I heard your conversation with that red-haired guy clearly. My superhero Peter. Parker, is there anything you want to say to me, a little girl who doesn't know anything? Gwen's tone was still as pleasant as a bird, but Peter could already feel the murderous intent hidden in it. Especially the moment when she deliberately slowed down at the mention of his name, he felt the cold hairs on his back stand up.

"Uh... Hey, Gwen, listen to me. With a smile on his face, Peter quietly took the hand that was still hovering around his waist and carried it out of his danger zone.

"yes, I'm listening." Gwen didn't resist his actions, but Peter felt that her queen's aura was even stronger at this time. Now he is like a spy who has been caught, as long as he says or does something wrong, he doesn't want to see the sun rise tomorrow.

"That's right, she... What to say, we were very good before... It's not very important, right. Neighbor! By the way, we are neighbors! Peter felt his tongue begin to knot, and although his usual eloquence was definitely not good, it seemed to appear more frequently in Gwen's presence. Neighbor, well, we used to have a good relationship, but I didn't expect it either..."

"Didn't expect anything? Go on? The smile on Gwen's face didn't diminish in the slightest, and Peter felt that his feet were a little weak.

"Uh... You hear me out, there's really nothing between us. Wait, you should have heard that too, wow. You see, she wasn't in the city anymore... So..."

Peter felt that his words had begun to become more and more incoherent, and he did not know what to say in this situation. By this time, his keen senses had noticed that many of the pedestrians on the side of the road had begun to notice them. After all, this is right next to the bus stop, and a pleasing girl like Gewen is also a first-class player who attracts attention.

"I'll spare you this time." Gwen tapped lightly on Peter's head.

"Spare me... Huh! Really spare me!? ”

Looking at Peter, who was at a loss, Gwen finally laughed from the bottom of her heart. Maybe it's just the naughty sex in her heart, she always likes to see Peter the stupid and naïve the most

The way it looks. As long as she thinks that this superhero, who is extremely majestic at night, will appear in front of her, her heart will continue to well-up with satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment.

Gwen was suddenly startled by her own thoughts.

Such... Isn't it not good...

However, Peter didn't notice this little mental activity of hers, he just scratched the back of his head, and his heart felt like a big stone had been put down, and he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. He habitually wanted to take Gwen's hand again, but he hesitated at the last moment...

Gwen... Is it really deflated?

As if reading his heart, Gwen took the initiative to hold his hand.

"Well, I've said I've heard it all. I'm not so stingy that I can't even tolerate other people having a crush on you. Speaking of which, Gewen suddenly showed a pitiful look. Do you think I'm the kind of mean jealous woman? ”

"If that's what I thought, how could I be so hopelessly in love with you?"

Peter kissed Gwen on the forehead, his hand running gently through her hair and finally landing on hers, holding her ten fingers tightly. Gwen's face began to redden, and she lowered her head, as if there was something on the concrete floor that she couldn't take her eyes off. She could hear a whistle from the crowd next to her, but there was not the slightest irritation in her beating heart, only sweetness that was too thick to dissolve.

Why is this wooden head always so good at talking when it matters?