"I can't believe you're coming to my house." Gwen Stacy, who was sitting at the table, was surprised to cover her red lips with a small hand.

"I think you should know him, and it's a coincidence that he knows you." Gwen's father, NYPD Commissioner George Stacy, grinned as he slipped the lemon bass from his plate at the table, adding later, "Mon O Storm." Our family is a guest today. On behalf of Storm Enterprises, Meng Ao invested a reward fund in the New York Police Department. ”

George seemed to explain and answer, and after speaking, he added a sentence for Meng Ao: "So I want to repay him." ”

"The reward is a lemon bass made by my mother?" Gwen Stacy winked playfully, and her slender palm lifted the knives and forks neatly placed on the left and right of the plate.

"I asked Meng Ao and he said he didn't mind." George Stacy's eyes glanced across from him, to Meng Ao, who was next to his daughter's seat.

"yes, I don't mind." Meng Ao's knife and fork made a gesture on the lemon perch, carefully and clumsily picking the parts that looked more refreshing, and then said, "I like this simple family banquet very much." ”

"That's good." Meng Ao's words made George Stacy, whose face was stern and rigid, smile with satisfaction.

"You can get to know each other a little bit better, and I think you'll have a lot of topics in common." George Stacy rarely became a little more talkative at the dinner table: "My daughter loves those biological genes and medicine things, she has this talent. ”

George Stacy waved her hand slightly: "She hasn't even entered college yet, and even before graduating from high school, she has already begun to use her free time to enter the biological genetics department of Osborne Industries and start working and studying." Many people are optimistic about her. ”

"But as we all know, the unique authority in the field of biological genetics belongs to Storm Enterprises in this country."

"Maybe Gwen will be happy to come to Storm for an internship and a job in the future." Meng Ao smiled.

After meals.

Balcony.

Mr. and Mrs. Stacy deliberately made room for Meng Ao and Gwen, and thoughtfully pushed Gwen's two younger brothers, who were at a mischievous age, aside. This kind of behavior made Gwen Stacy a little embarrassed, as if her parents were matching her and Meng Ao, deliberately leaving room for the two to communicate.

Gwen Stacy believed that Meng Ao must have sensed this in his heart.

This made her even more awkward when the two got along.

"Actually, this time I agreed to Director Stacy's invitation, and it was also for you." In the somewhat embarrassing atmosphere at the beginning, Meng Ao preemptively said.

"Me?" Gwen's eyes widened.

"Yes, I know you and Peter Parker are lovers." Meng Ao said.

Gwen's eyes widened.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not investigating you secretly, I'm just asking you to hand over a note to him." Meng Ao waved his hand, suppressed Gwen's question, took out a note from his arms, and handed it to Gwen.

Gwen Stacy subconsciously took it, and then took her hand back like a pinprick at her. The folded sticky note paper fell to the ground, and Gwen Stacy quickly squatted down to pick it up as if she had reacted, and returned it to Meng Ao: "I actually broke up with him......"

"Then as a friend, pass it on to him." Meng Ao didn't take the sticky note paper that Gwen Stacy handed over.

Gwen Stacy was a little overwhelmed for a while, hesitated for a moment, and after withdrawing the arm holding the sticky note, she asked Meng Ao with some puzzlement: "Why did you choose me?" You can give the note to him directly or have someone else pass it on. ”

"Because you are the person who values you most besides his relatives." Meng Ao tilted his head: "What you say and what you give, he will pay enough attention to it." ”

"Can I read what's inside?" Gwen Stacy shook the sticky note in her hand.

"Of course." Meng Ao nodded.

……

An ordinary café.

Customers are scarce.

A young man and a woman sat by the window, with two similar school bags beside them.

"You mean someone asked you to pass me this note?" Peter Parker rummaged through the sticky notes in his hand and looked inquiringly at Gwen Stacy across from him.

"Yes." Gwen replied.

"That's it?" Peter Parker looked at the open sticky notes and frowned.

The content on the paper is simple, even simple and somewhat bitty, but it is extremely important to Peter Parker.

"Briefcase.

Death. ”

"It's important to you?" The attentive Gwen Stacy is sensitive to Peter Parker's anomaly, and she also realizes that the short bits and pieces on the sticky notes seem to be important to Peter Parker.

"I'm not sure yet." Peter Parker shook his head, "But I can feel what it's referring to." I think I need to go home first. ”

Peter Parker stood up.

"I'm with you." Gwen Stacy subconsciously followed suit.

Peter Parker didn't refuse Gwen Stacy's following, or rather, his head was now full of thoughts of going home.

Although there were few words on this sticky note paper, it already gave Peter Parker a guess.

Death.

It's about the disappearance of his parents, or the death.

Briefcase.

His parents did leave him with a shabby briefcase.

If it weren't for his deceased uncle, Ben-Parker, who sorted out the briefcase and handed it to him while sorting out the clutter, he would have forgotten that his parents had left him such an "inheritance".

Peter Parker had simply rummaged through the briefcase, which contained only a few complex formulas and some material that required a lot of biological knowledge to read. Other than that, Peter Parker doesn't know anything about the contents of the bag.

He even had a special affection for that shabby briefcase. Every time he turned it over and held it in his hand, he always had an indescribable irritability in his heart. Even after a few tossing around, he simply threw it back into a corner of the cabinet out of sight and let it mold in the dark again.

Hurrying home by car, Peter Parker didn't even have time to say hello to Aunt May who was cleaning the room, so he rushed straight into his room and went straight to the cabinet where the worn-out briefcase was hidden in his memory. Gwen Stacy, who had been with him all the way, said hello to Aunt May in a daze, and then followed Peter Parker into his bedroom.

Peter Parker was pulling the contents of the cabinet out one by one, and the floor was in chaos, and finally in the deep corner of the cabinet, Peter Parker showed the familiar, brownish-yellow, tightly worn leather briefcase in his hand.

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