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Curious about his own timeline, but the topic clearly upset the balance Harry was trying to maintain.

Because Harry showed a strange expression that Peter had never seen before.

"I thought... Murphy liked you." Harry obviously struggled to find his reason, although it sounded pale, "Since she arrived at Midtown High, she has been around you."

"Me! I already have Gwen, okay!" Peter was almost annoyed, but the reason why Murphy found him was not something he could share with Harry.

Harry shrugged, a little dazed and disappointed expression appeared on his handsome face.

Peter could actually understand Harry. If Murphy hadn't chosen to confess to himself when she was about to leave, he would have been secretly happy in his heart that besides Gwen, there was a girl who liked him.

"If she does get admitted to MIT, you must remember to call me." Harry finally thumped his friend's shoulder and laughed slowly.

Peter glanced at him, no chance, Harry, if he saw Murphy at MIT, maybe he was here as a visiting professor, or there was something that required Spider-Man to come forward.

However, that night, Peter's Spider-Man vest was exposed, and his poor acting skills were simply vulnerable in front of the Black Widow.The only thing to be happy about is that he actually helped, although he didn't know what the other party got from him.He was anxious about this for several days. Murphy disappeared, and he and Harry were the last people to see her.He secretly tried to get some words out of Harry, to see if he remembered any more clues.Harry, however, seemed to have misunderstood something, slapped him around several times, and wondered if there was something wrong with him and Gwen.

Harry, you are dead, and you killed the last possibility of chasing Murphy. Peter hugged you guys with a dark face, I really don't understand the friendship between you boys, and Gwen left decisively.

However, within two days of the peaceful days, Peter and Harry saw Murphy again, in an awkward position, because Murphy's head appeared in the news of the most wanted criminal, following Captain America and Falcon.

"What happened!" Harry put down the dinner plate in shock and anger, pointed at the TV screen in the dining room, and didn't know who he was venting his anger on.

"It was Congress that required superheroes to sign the treaty. Captain America and the others seemed unwilling, and they even covered up the Winter Soldier who attacked the Security Council." Gwen didn't realize the key, and explained to Harry holding a plastic fork with french fries stuck in it, She has always understood current affairs and has quite good opinions, "But I think there may be some misunderstandings. Captain America is not someone who shields criminals because of personal affection."

Harry sat down thoughtfully, without saying anything.Gwen didn't recognize Murphy, because Murphy in that photo was dressed a little differently and looked very mature. With the identity of Iron Man's daughter, no one would turn to the cute and unassuming The student went up to think, but he recognized it, because when watching the movie together, he didn't pay attention to the plot on the screen at all, but focused all his attention on Murphy's face.

Peter felt Harry's constant scrutiny towards him, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but Gwen was pulling him to discuss the identity of a superhero, so he almost didn't dare to raise his head.

"That's her, right!"

Harry blocked him at the end of school, his tone determined.

"You're hiding something from me too!"

"I thought we were friends!"

Peter hardly dared to look into Harry's disappointed eyes.

Harry was depressed for several days.Peter wanted to comfort him, but met the real Iron Man at this juncture. He told himself that Murphy had difficulties, and maybe he could persuade Murphy to come back so that she could live a normal life.

But Peter failed. Murphy looked at him with icy cold eyes, and even Iron Man was scolded firmly.

Murphy was formally imprisoned, and everyone in the United States knew that Iron Man's daughter was a criminal. Even Midtown High School finally realized that Murphy was special, and rumors spread.Harry got into a serious fight with Fleischer and was suspended for a week.When Peter went to visit Harry with his bruised face from being beaten by Captain America, Harry told him calmly that he would no longer like Murphy.

Not because of Murphy's criminal status, but because Harry Osborn, a high school student who is trying to catch up with his father, is too far away from Murphy Stark.

He definitely won't like Murphy until he makes some decent grades.

It's late bro.

Peter almost shed tears of sympathy for Harry.

He looked down at the invitation, Murphy, your engagement is too soon.

063

Steve Rogers sat on the streets of Manhattan with some melancholy. The coffee tasted good. Life is much better now than when supplies were scarce, but this era is too strange.

There was a roar of engines in the air, and Steve raised his head vigilantly, even though he knew very well in his heart that the war was over and there would be no more roars of fighter planes over New York, but he couldn't control himself.

A red-and-gold-painted humanoid flying vehicle flew past, and for some reason Steve couldn't take his eyes off the self-flying humanoid.

"That's Iron Man, a specialty of New York." A waitress with light brown hair and a sweet smile refilled his coffee and explained softly.

"I've seen it in the papers, but I've never seen it in person." Steve thanked the hostess who put up with him and let him pass the afternoon without any chores, without rushing him away.

The waitress also looked at the sky, the air was slightly distorted by the heat of the engine: "Wow, then you can see more during your vacation in New York."

"I live in New York."

The waitress held the coffee pot and looked down at Steve, showing an apologetic smile: "Sorry, I think you've been here to kill time these two days..."

"Actually, it's kind of a vacation," Steve explained, feeling even more uncomfortable with the waitress' embarrassment, "I've been away from here for years, and I just came back..."

"Okay, so you're... a painter?"

The waitress obviously noticed the sketch of New York that Steve had lying around.

Steve could sense the interest the other was showing, but she kept that curiosity under control, at least since he found the coffee shop, he hasn't felt uncomfortable yet.So, for this young girl's interest in himself at this time, although it is so far from her era, Steve will not be stingy to show his kindness, especially when his coffee cup has been being used. Holds well to eight full.

"...It's sort of..." Steve scrubbed the pencils used for sketching, a little regretful that he could no longer find the brand he used to use all the time, but in this strange era, it is not easy to continue to indulge in the past. Not a good behavior, he put down the pencil, and smiled at the girl who kept smiling sweeter than the waitress should have, "My name is Steve."

"I know." The waitress brushed the broken hair that ran out of her ears, blushing a little, "You wrote your name in the sketchbook."

"Oh, and, my name is Murphy!" The waitress finally remembered to introduce herself in a panic, her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes seemed to have stars.

Of course, Steve would not disappoint the other party to tell the other party that he was old enough to be the other party's grandfather, but when he got the other party's phone number written on the napkin, he froze for a while, not knowing how to react, he Does the old home phone number still exist?

"Did you just move and didn't fix the phone?" Murphy smiled happily while holding the brown dinner plate, and waved his hand as if he didn't mind at all, "It's okay, as long as you have my phone."

Steve put away the napkin unaccustomed, bowed his head and smiled. Girls in this era are more active than they were back then, and they are more willing to show their beauty.

What he didn't expect was that this waitress actually lived next door to him. This was the time when she was carrying a large bag of ingredients upstairs and almost bumped into Steve who was about to go to the gym.

"My uncle left me the real estate here," Murphy smiled helplessly. "The housing prices in New York are not something that a waiter like me can afford."

Steve, who recently learned about the housing prices in Brooklyn and realized that he might spend the rest of his life working for S.H.I.E.L.D. or not be able to buy a house, couldn't agree more.After discovering that Murphy lived in this building, Steve also quickly discovered Murphy's slightly strong personality outside of work.

For example, after discovering that Steve is actually not very good at cooking, he would often pack a variety of delicacies on the way home from get off work and bring them back to the apartment to share with him. , Steve almost thought how expensive the washing machine in the basement of the apartment was.

For example, when he realized that Steve’s taste in music was still stuck in the 40s, a large stack of “current music” piled up next to his stereo, Steve found a time span spanning nearly half a year. Century records, thinking that even if I listen to it every day, I may not be able to listen to so many CDs.

For example, after finding a very good drawing pencil, give yourself a gift.

The waitress next door just blended in so forcefully and calmly.