[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

The grin on Peter's face grew wider and wider until he couldn't help grinning like an idiot.In order to avoid making Aunt May too loud, he could only cover his face with the quilt, and the excitement and excitement in his heart were about to break through him - he raised his head and took a deep breath, as if he saw Zemo lying under him and smiling .

"I love you too." Peter said, as if seeing Zemo really in front of him.

"I love you too, Helmut Zemo."

The next day, when Zemo got up at 07:30, the villa was still silent.He opened the window and heard the butler's footsteps. "Would you like some tea?"

"No, thank you." Zemo said. "Can I ask how long ago you worked here?"

"Two years ago." The housekeeper said, "The young master's family offered a generous reward to recruit someone who will be in charge here."

"This is a very good place," Zemo said. "It is quiet, quiet in winter, and full of life in summer. It is very suitable for people who have no desires and desires to live in seclusion."

"It's also very suitable for recuperation." The housekeeper said.

"Your name is Bob." Zemo turned around. Bob was holding a pot of black tea and was about to put it on the coffee table. He nodded: "Yes, Mr. Vidic."

"Mr. Osborne seems to be a gentle man," Zemo said. "It must be a pleasure to get along with him."

Of course Zemo knew that his comments were not true. Harry Osborn’s first impression would indeed be gentle, but the alienation and arrogance of his gentleness and the irony of stupidity cannot be ignored. It is just a disguise for others to see him as a person who needs to maintain good social relations.This sentence is just his temptation to the housekeeper.

"The young master is indeed a gentle person." The butler said, he still poured a cup of tea, "I don't get along with the young master very much, but he is a very easy-going person and has a high taste for life."

"That sounds good," Zemo said. "When I was his age, I wasn't an easy guy to get along with."

The butler smiled: "Who doesn't have a time when he was young and frivolous? When I was still studying in the Butler Academy, it was also a good time, but people will always be smoothed by time."

"I seem to hear someone talking about me—or is there something wrong with my ears?" Harry Osborn's voice came from the stairs, and Zemo saw him wearing a light blue long-sleeved striped shirt and Jeans, hair combed to the side as docilely as the previous few days, knowing that Zemo was looking at him, he winked at Zemo, showed a smile, and walked briskly to the table.

"I'm sorry, master," Bob was a little surprised, "Breakfast will not be served until 08:30, you got up earlier than usual, I will inform the kitchen now—"

"No, no need." Harry loosened his bones, "I feel very good today, I will drive to the swamp with Aaron by myself, can you help us prepare a picnic basket?"

"Of course." Bob nodded, and immediately went to the kitchen, Harry walked to Zemo's side and looked out the window.

"I don't often go to the nearby swamps," he said. "The last time I went there was when a TV presenter wanted to shoot a documentary about the English rural scenery nearby. He invited me to join a barbecue party organized by the TV station. However, it suddenly rained halfway, and everyone was soaked, and I looked very embarrassed when it was broadcast on TV."

"Sounds very good." Zemo said, "I have also participated in one or two barbecue parties, organized by friends, and I have always been the one in charge of eating."

"So you did have friends." Harry said, a little surprised, "I always thought you were the kind of lonely hero, always walking alone, chasing and killing Hydra alone, no friends, no worries. "

"I had friends," Zemo said. "It doesn't mean I still have friends, and it doesn't have anything to do with what I do."

At this time, Bob had already come to the living room with a picnic basket covered with a white cloth. Harry lifted the white cloth, looked up at Zemo and said, "Hey, don't you want to see what our lunch is today?"

Zemo went up and saw apples, bananas, a few chicken sandwiches with lettuce, some rice balls, some juice and milk, and a few bottles of distilled water in the basket. Sliced ​​ham, chicken and lettuce were carefully wrapped in fresh-keeping Inside the film, a small box holds chocolate candies, fruit drops, and fudge, and some ribbons are placed at the very bottom of the basket.

"I like chocolate." Harry took a piece of chocolate, tore open the package and stuffed it into his mouth, "Let's go."

Harry drove an off-road vehicle from the garage, "I bought this car at a car show," he patted the body, "my father had just built this villa at the time, and I thought I could drive it I drive around in this car, but the truth is that every time I come here to recuperate, I'm not in the mood."

He got into the driver's seat and smiled: "So I have to thank you, you and the basket of food made the whole trip lovely."

Just relying on this sentence and Harry Osborn's previous reaction, it is impossible for Zemo not to realize that Harry Osborn is consciously testing him-well, maybe this word is too serious-consciously wanting to Flirt with him?

This is simply too ridiculous, Zemo thought, Harry Osborn is not a dedicated person-you can find out about his romantic history by looking it up online, but put the idea on him?Harry Osborn's is too bold and confident and - unique taste?

Harry Osborn is unlikely to be serious, and Zemo will naturally not take it seriously. As long as he retreats, this type of boy will immediately look for the next target.

"Your compliments make me very happy, although I don't like being compared to people and things." Zemo said, he sat on his side, and Harry winked at him, "But for me, there is nothing better than comparing a person." A bigger compliment than chocolate."

"Did Hydra lure you away with chocolate?" Zemo laughed, he opened the car window, and Harry Osborn started the accelerator at the same time. "No." Harry said after a moment of silence, "They threatened my ex-girlfriend to call me and say she was pregnant, and asked me to meet her. I agreed, and then I was kidnapped."

"Your ex-girlfriend?" Zemo frowned.

"Yes," Harry said, "Hydra broke into her house and threatened her. I didn't know about it until I was rescued. She is an ordinary girl who lives in an apartment and doesn't usually There are not many security measures if people miss her."

"I'm a little surprised that you're dating an ordinary girl," Zemo said.

"I met her at a coffee shop, and she was a top student with good grades, a work-study program, and I thought it would be better for me to be with her, a change—but then, you know, me and her The upbringing education is different, we tried to tolerate each other, but in the end it still didn't work, we broke up peacefully, maybe we are really not suitable, maybe I don't love her that much."

"Just being with her to change yourself?" Zemo asked.

"Well, I was eager to change myself at the time, and that girl made me feel very different from my previous life-but in fact, I didn't love her." Harry shook his head, with a wry smile. "It sounds like I'm the same as before, like a heartbreaker."

The author has something to say: In fact, the setting is that Harry was not serious at first, but he became serious later.

However, Peter was there from the start.

He, the little Osborne next door, can't climb over the wall.