[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

Zemo watched the movie intently, eating the pizza in his hands almost mechanically.Because he has seen the movie so many times, Peter can say the next line at almost any moment.He was inevitably distracted, his eyes flicked to his right side, and at a certain moment, his heart suddenly paused.

With his mouth full of pizza, Zemo's eyes are fixed on the screen, his cheeks are bulging, and he moves like a hamster eating.

Peter was amazed that a man in his late 30s could be so cute.

Sensitively aware of Peter's gaze, Zemo swallowed the cheese-filled pizza and looked at Peter questioningly. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing!" Peter subconsciously denied—although this is not something difficult to say—it just eats like a hamster—but driven by a strange fear, he still subconsciously denied that he had any idea.

"Okay." Zemo just thought it was Peter who wanted to see his expression when he watched the movie to judge whether he liked the movie or not.

Zemo hadn't watched Star Wars before, but he heard from his classmates about the trilogy, about the brave and upright Luke Skywalker, the pure and determined Princess Leia and the cunning and adventurous Han Solo.A completely different world is presented in the movie, but it has the same essence-tragedy occupies people's sight, leaving only a small amount of hope for people to still struggle.

Peter was eager to give Zemo a spoiler, but was slapped back on his own sofa cushion.The night didn't end until Peter's cell phone rang.

"Let's go." Zemo turned off the TV and got up from the sofa, "I'll take you to your home."

"It's only a few meters away." Peter also jumped up from the sofa and began to put on his shoes, "I can just go back by myself."

"I can't let minors walk outside alone at nine o'clock in the evening." Zemo half-jokingly said, and then he patted Peter on the shoulder lightly, "Let's go."

"Wait," Peter called out to him, "your hair was bent when you were lying down just now, well, they are sticking up."

Zemo touched the top of his head, only to find that a bunch of his hair was sticking up unconvincingly, and he wiped it a few times before pressing it down.

He smiled at Peter as a thank you, grabbed his coat and walked out.

It was a bit cold outside as soon as they came out. Peter and Zemo immediately saw Uncle Ben and Aunt May getting out of the car. He said goodbye to Zemo and briskly entered the house.

Zemo himself smiled slightly, turned around and walked into his deserted house.

Zemo just went out the next day when Aunt May stopped him.

"Helmut! I remember you said that you would pass Peter's school on the way to work, right?" Aunt May asked, and Helmut approached: "Yes, is there anything you want me to bring to him ?"

Aunt Mei just entered the room and took out a notebook—"He forgot his math notebook on the shoe cabinet! Can you send it to him by the way?"

"Okay, of course there's no problem." Zemo looked at his watch, he was on the evening shift today, and now he was in time to deliver books to Peter's school.So he took the book from Aunt May, in exchange for a grateful smile from the old man: "Thank you so much, Helmut, you have helped us a lot."

"After all, I've missed so many meals at Parker's house. It's really unreasonable not to help me." Zemo replied, he smiled, took his laptop and walked to his car, suddenly thinking that in a few months, when he was going to move out Will the time be reluctant.The young and innocent Peter, the kind and gentle Aunt May, and the forthright and upright Uncle Ben, he has never seen such a friendly and kind family for many years, and they made him feel warm.But to be honest, he quickly figured it out, he would be reluctant, but this will not change his plan, because maybe he has become numb to parting.

After driving to Midtown High School, the gatekeeper asked him to go in and deliver his notebook. Unexpectedly, before he entered the teaching building, he saw a large group of teenagers gathered in front of a table tennis table. Zemo didn't know what they were doing at first, until the crowd A gap was made, and one man was kicked back, knocking the crowd apart, and it was obvious that it was Peter.

Obviously, the training in the gym did not have a miraculous effect-it was not very possible-Peter was hit half of the face, but the next moment, he punched the opposite side, and at the same time Zemo was about to rushed forward step by step.When Peter punched the opponent and the opponent was about to fight back, he held the opponent's hand, and then quickly bent his legs to hit the opponent's stomach. Before everyone even reacted, he bent his elbow and pressed the opponent firmly to the ground.

"Who the fuck is you!" The person who was crushed on the ground said angrily, "I'm going to kill you!"

"If you can move, of course." Zemo said impatiently. He pulled the notebook out from the inside of his clothes, let go of the person being held down, handed the notebook to Peter, and shouted carefully before Peter had time At that time, he turned back and punched the face of the person who had just been let go, but he didn't continue to move, but stood in front of the person, grabbed his hand when he got up and wanted to hit him again, turned around and used a clever force. restrained him.

"Are you Franzier?" Zemo asked.

The other party gasped in pain, unable to move, but still said firmly: "So what! You bastard..."

Before those few insulting words came out, Zemo quickly stopped him, and he replaced the next words with a scream.

"If I met you two years ago, maybe I would buy you a cup of coffee and talk about your life and choices, but now I don't have so much time and energy, so we only need to figure out one thing." Zemo He said it word by word, and at the same time wondered why the teaching staff hadn't come yet, "If you let me know from any channel that you troubled Peter Parker again without any reason, I will pay you double for what you have done."

The class bell rang at this time, and the onlookers scattered like birds and beasts. Seeing that Peter was still standing in front of him, Zemo said, "Hurry up and go to class."

Peter nodded immediately, opened his mouth, whispered thank you, and ran upstairs quickly.Zemo also let go of the boy he had been holding. The boy stared at him, but didn't move any more. Zemo also looked at him: "Do you want to say anything cruel?"

Francher's face was flushed red, and he said angrily but with little deterrent effect: "You wait for me!" and went upstairs.Zemo looked upstairs, and a piece of his head just retracted in a hurry.

He glanced at his watch and found that there was still enough time, so he left the school at his usual pace.

Ned poked Peter's shoulder on the window sill on the second floor: "You're right, buddy." He said sincerely, "Your big brother next door is really cool."