Everyday life at Midtown High School

Pooh has had a rough week, with close lovers saying they've broken up, close friends who are suspected of being poisoned chameleons and are said to have been sent away for quarantine, and 'old' dads who go off into street fights (Tony: wait, what? Old? Pooh: Don't worry, it's only relative to me.)...

In short, his whole being was clouded by negative emotions, sadness, anger, worry, anxiety and helplessness.

However, he felt he could hold on.

In life, there will never be a lack of unlucky things, but as long as you can still laugh, it shouldn't be too bad.

But the thought that he would soon have to go to school, and surely meet Harry again, made him a little dazed.

The so-called breaking up and still being friends is really a lie.In the end, he sighed, and decided not to think too much about it, and just see what happens.

When going to school in the morning, Tony didn't know whether he was sincere or just drove him to school himself.

After Pooh declined to no avail, he could only sit in a luxury sports car with a billionaire as the driver.Then, he once again saw his old father's ability to kill, which was comparable to the posture ability of a race car driver. He drove fast all the way, turned left and right, and shortened the one-hour journey to 10-[-] minutes.

But even so, Tony still complained unsatisfactorily: "If you agree that I will send you in armor, it will be faster."

Pooh put on a blank face: "Thank you, no need."

Then, he rationally rejected Tony's enthusiastic proposal that he also planned to pick him up from school.

But after he walked about ten steps towards the school gate, he turned his head inadvertently, only to find that the man who had been so arrogant and conceited to the point of being a mess hadn't even driven the car away, but was still sitting in the car, quietly talking through the sunglasses. Looking at my back...

Pooh, who has been extremely sensitive emotionally since he was a child, suddenly softened his heart.

He turned around abruptly, and ran back quickly. Under Tony's surprised gaze, he poked his head in through the car window, hugged his neck affectionately, and rubbed against his face like a small animal, his tone was concerned and a bit uncomfortable. She said with embarrassment: "You... When you go back, please remember to drive slowly and pay attention to safety!"

Tony froze in the car.

By the time he came back to his senses, his son had already bounced away.

'Lately, I seem to be a bit too...a daddy? '

He unconsciously rubbed his face, feeling dullly: "But a creature like my son is really cute. '

As for... sending his son to school, and being told by his son to be careful when driving...

He didn't know how to describe this weird feeling, too everyday, too homely, too strong of life?

However, while this is not cool at all, it seems to feel good.

On the other hand, as soon as Pooh walked into the school, he knew he was early.

Come on Tony's flying speed, there is no one in the school, he arrived more than 40 minutes early.

So, with his schoolbag on his back, he first took the exercise books for class from the locker, walked into a 24-hour self-study room, took out a book from his schoolbag and sat down to read it while waiting. It's time for class.

When he was watching for about ten minutes, a carton of milk suddenly fell from the sky and was placed on his desk.

He looked up slightly in a daze, and saw Harry standing directly in front of him. He smiled at him and greeted him nonchalantly, "Good morning, Pooh."

Pooh suddenly didn't know what to say, so he could only reply subconsciously: "Morning."

The atmosphere was a little stiff.

If two people are purely lovers, then it is very simple to have nothing to do with each other after breaking up; but besides lovers, they are also excellent friends.Even... Before becoming lovers with Harry, Pooh felt that Peter and him were his closest siblings. It was no exaggeration to say that they could live and die together.But now, with it like this, he really doesn't know what attitude he should use to face this relationship.

Harry seemed embarrassed too.

He looked around erratically, and then said in surprise, "Huh? You actually started reading physics textbooks?"

"Occasionally, you have to change your mind." Finally, there was a less sensitive topic, and Pooh secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he handed the milk to Harry and said, "Give it back to you, I...haven't really been drinking milk much lately."

Harry first showed a puzzled expression, and then realized something, bit his lips hard, and asked in a low tone: "Are you really planning to be so clear with me from now on?"

"No, I really don't drink anymore." Pooh said sincerely.

But looking at Harry's disbelieving expression, he hesitated for a while, and then added an explanation: "That... I've changed my ambition now."

"Changed your ambition?"

Harry repeated, and then suddenly asked: "You finally don't want to be a model?"

"Actually... After seeing Tony, I knew that my dream was broken. However, I must not let him hear this, otherwise, I suspect that he might kill me righteously!" Pooh shrugged and joked.

Then, with his usual quick laugh, he said, "Thankfully, I've found something else I want to do now that I'm not a model."

Harry couldn't help staring at the smile on his face, and at the same time asked, "What's the matter?"

"Can't say... no, just, how should I say it?"

Pooh replied hesitantly: "Some things have been said, and if they don't succeed in the end, I always feel a little embarrassed. So, let's keep it a secret for now!"

"But you used to... no matter what you would tell me."

"Yes, that was before!"

Harry, who was suddenly stabbed unconsciously by Pooh, turned pale for an instant.

"Uh... I don't mean anything else, I just want to say that in the past, there were no similar things happening around me. They were all things that I didn't need to avoid. You are my good friend... I..."

Pooh, who was getting darker and darker, finally gave up and closed his mouth.

After a pause for about a few seconds, he looked at Harry with tangled eyes, sad, worried and troubled, but he still tried to say in a gentle tone: "You know, Harry... I have never been very good at talking. But I It doesn't mean anything else, including before...you don't have to be angry because of my words..."

"I'll never be angry with you in my life," Harry cut him off.

They looked at each other without moving or speaking.

The room was quiet, and time passed quietly...

When Peter successfully rushed into the classroom 5 minutes before the start of class, he found Pooh sitting upright in his seat, holding up the textbook, and looked like a good student who was concentrating on it.

It's a pity that the textbook was taken upside down... and beside him was a box of unopened milk.

"Hey Pooh, did you watch the news yesterday? Spider-Man vs. Lizardman."

Peter sat down next to him, and casually found a topic to chat with.

"See, but this time I'm only concerned with Iron Man. Uh...you know." Pooh hinted after recovering.

Because he never wanted to appear special, he had no intention of letting anyone other than his friends know about his relationship with Tony, so when he spoke, he was deliberately vague.

Sure enough, Peter immediately understood tacitly, and agreed: "That's right, it should be."

Then, he laughed and joked: "Mr. Stark's fighting appearance is really cool and handsome. Look at it, don't you think it's super shocking and super admirable?"

"Unfortunately, not at all."

Pooh sighed for a long time, leaned his head towards him frowningly, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "You don't know, Peter, I'm so worried, I'm afraid he will get hurt, and I'm waiting tremblingly. He returned safely! Then, when I think of him having this kind of battle in the future, I'm so scared that I can't sleep..."

"Uh... You can actually have more confidence." Peter comforted, not knowing what to say.

"I can't be confident." Pooh frowned and said, "Even the mighty Captain America almost escaped death back then."

Peter was really speechless.

In the end, Pooh explained himself very optimistically: "Forget it, I will pay more attention to him in the future and try to tell him to be careful."

"Right." Peter immediately agreed.

Pooh then gave his friend a smile back, and sighed with a smile: "Fortunately, fortunately, there is only such a superhero by my side. If there are more, I will definitely go crazy."