Marvel: Guardians

Brain storage.

Please deposit your brain by number. You can retrieve it with your card after reading. If you retrieve it by mistake, I will have to compensate you with Banner's brain.

Handsome guy sign-in place.

Princess sign-in place.

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2006 Midtown High School

"What are your plans for the holiday?"

Gwen Stacy leaned on the table and turned her head, blinking her big sparkling eyes.

"Emm, holiday? I haven't thought about it yet. Maybe I will try to do something, and then make a date with my Gwen."

The hand that was sorting things stopped and rubbed the blonde girl's hair.

"You messed up my hair again, who wants to date you, huh."

"You really don't want to date me? Well, then I have to find someone else."

After a little teasing, Bai picked up his backpack and ran out.

"You dare! Stop right there! Don't run!"

Gwen hurriedly chased after him, and the two of them left the classroom while playing and fighting.

"Oh, it's really enviable."

Peter Parker, who was sitting in the back row of the classroom, looked at her enviously, and lamented when he could catch up with Mary Jane.

"Let's go, Peter, stop being in a daze, do you want to go to the boxing match tomorrow?"

Harry Osborn put his hand on Peter Parker's shoulder and discussed the upcoming vacation.

"Gwen!"

George Stacy, who was sitting in the police car, looked at Gwen and a male classmate playing and fighting, and his face turned black.

"Oh, Dad, why are you here."

Gwen heard George's voice, and quickly stopped to straighten her clothes, walked towards George, and turned around the moment she got in the car, put her hand to her ear, and made a phone call gesture.

Bai looked at the cute Gwen, ignored George's dark face, and also made a phone call gesture.

He drove the Audi A8 all the way back home

Bang!

He threw the bag on the coffee table and lay on the sofa.

Whitebrand, a time traveler from his mother's womb, was a slacker who worked 997 every day. He was exhausted and woke up his memory when he was ten years old. His parents used to be a middle-level leader. Three years ago, when he was on a business trip, the plane crashed and he became an orphan. The airline paid a large sum of compensation.

Later, White changed his name to Bai. White means white, which is reasonable.

Since Bai was sensible, he saw the news of Stark Industries on TV, and he probably understood what kind of world he was in.

The system appeared on the night of his parents' accident. Since he was not yet an adult, he could not awaken, but he could check in once a month, and when he reached adulthood, he would be rewarded with a critical hit.

"I have survived for three years. It's not easy. It's time to reap the rewards."

He silently calculated in his heart that he would be eighteen in half a month, so he didn't have to survive any longer. After all, there was Stark Industries, which was a complete Marvel, and villains were everywhere. If he didn't survive, he might die before the system awakened.

He fell asleep thinking about it.

The next day, I got up and had a simple breakfast, packed up casually, contacted a gym online, prepared for the future, drove out, worked out in the morning, recalled Marvel characters and events based on vague memories in the afternoon, and occasionally made appointments with Gwen, and the days passed like this.

In front of Gwen's house

"Come to my place for dinner tomorrow, Gwen."

Looking at Gwen breathing heavily and kissing her red lips, I felt eager to do something.

"Okay, I've prepared the gift."

"Then I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon."

Ignoring George, who was smoking by the window on the second floor and had a dark face, he gathered the hair around Gwen's ears and said softly.

"Well, then I'll go back first."

Standing on tiptoe, he kissed Bai's mouth, turned around and ran home.

Watching Gwen enter the house, he smiled at George on the second floor, turned around, opened the door, and got in the car.

George on the second floor had a darker face.

Bai returned home and tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. He stared at the time on his phone, thinking about his life over the past decade. Tomorrow he would say goodbye to the peaceful past.

Midnight

"Ding, the host has reached adulthood, the system is officially turned on, does the host want to turn on today's check-in and receive rewards?"

"Not turned on for now."

System: . . .

I have waited for three years, and this day is not a big deal. Maybe Gwen will bring me good luck tonight when she is here. Wait a little longer.

The next morning, Bai hurried out to buy things. First, he went to Chinatown to buy all kinds of seasonings, preparing to bring Gwen a little shock of oriental food in the evening. He also bought all kinds of meat and vegetables, and walked around the streets to buy some wine.

America has regulations that people under 21 are not allowed to drink alcohol, nor are they allowed to sell to them, but there are always some people who will sell as long as they pay more.

After buying things, they are sorted and put away, and the green vegetables areWash and set aside, clean the meat, cut and prepare.

I looked at it and it was already afternoon, so I took a shower, changed clothes and went out. It was just the right time.

I parked the car at the door, holding the flowers I bought on the road.

"Knock, knock."

Bai knocked on Gwen's door

"White, are you here to pick up Gwen? Come in quickly. She is still picking clothes upstairs."

"Mom, is Bai here? Wait for me, I'll be there soon."

Gwen stuck her head out of the stairwell on the second floor and looked.

Because of the frequent pick-up and drop-off of Gwen, Gwen's family was already very familiar with Bai, but they were more used to calling him White.

"Hello, Helen."

Then he followed into the living room

As soon as he entered the door, he saw George sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

"Hi, George."

"Yeah."

George responded, and he never had a good face for Bai who kidnapped his precious daughter.

Helen was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, and the two men in the living room were silent. Fortunately, it didn't take long for Gwen to come down the stairs.

"Wow, where did this little princess come from!"

"Hehe, it's your little princess, is she pretty?"

"Very pretty, you know Gwen, seeing you makes the flowers in my hand pale in comparison."

Gwen was wearing a blue dress today, with a red crystal necklace around her neck, revealing her delicate collarbone, her golden hair behind her ears, and her fair feet wearing crystal high heels. Bai was drooling when he saw her.

George, who was reading a newspaper, threw the newspaper aside when Bai was talking, and searched around with his hands on his waist.

"Mom, we're going out."

"Go Gwen, have fun."

After saying hello, the two left Gwen's house hand in hand.

"Helen, Gwen will be back before nine o'clock, right? She will. Gwen won't forget." George, who was sitting on the sofa, sighed and said to Helen in the kitchen. He seemed to be comforting himself, and his voice became smaller and smaller. . . . Gwen, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had long forgotten about old George. Bai's home was in a villa complex in Manhattan, a wealthy area in New York. The people around him were all upper-class New Yorkers. There were no black people around, so it was very safe. The house was bought by his parents when he was a child. Later, he lived here alone for several years. It can be said that he lived a very comfortable life in this life.