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Unlike Chris Kent, who has long been used to being the center of attention, on the way to the restaurant, Peter Parker stared uncomfortably at the undisguised and different content around him, and couldn't help lowering his head to let his trivial bangs The falling shadow covered most of his face, and he followed the opponent's side stiffly step by step.

His pace is slightly faster than Chris's, so the distance between the two is very close. She can clearly feel his long and even breathing, and every few seconds, he gently pricks with the hot and moist breath. Touch the skin on the back of your neck.

The roots of her ears turned slightly red unconsciously, and Chris pursed the corners of her lips, feeling that getting along with Peter Parker was an unprecedented ease—this was a wonderful feeling she had never experienced before.

On the other hand, none of the so-called heart-to-heart girlfriends she knew before came to give her proper comfort when she fell to the lowest point. Instead, they all rushed behind her back, laughing at her failure. Emotional experience, using malicious irony and sarcasm to set off how superior and lucky a winner in life I am.

It seems that inadvertently, her social circle has narrowed to this point.Even the most embarrassing moment was when Peter, whom she had no memory of before, handed her a tissue.

She thought she couldn't go on like this anymore, she had to try to make some changes, no matter how big or small-maybe the appearance of Peter was an opportunity to get rid of the past completely, wasn't it?

With this in mind, when an inconspicuous little man with glasses greeted Peter, she, who had always been defiant, tentatively smiled at him for the first time, and also gave him a small nod in greeting. .

"...What did you do? Could it be that you put on the Hulk mask when I turned my head away?"

Looking back at her, Peter's bright eyes flashed with confusion, "Why did that guy see the strange expression of the Hulk..." He pointed to the big mouth and stood there like petrified. Glasses man.

Chrissy quickly put away her smile, raised her jaw expressionlessly and looked at him.

"...I just smiled at him."

"Laughed? You mean... You laughed at an ordinary student who is neither handsome nor handsome, nor is he the main player of the baseball team, nor the head of the football department?"

Habitually, he uttered all the thoughts in his heart like a cannonball. Immediately afterward, Peter realized that his astonishment seemed a bit exaggerated and abrupt. , um...sorry, I didn't mean any harm - I just felt a little..."

"strangeness?"

After saying the adjectives that he couldn't hold back after racking his brains, Chris curled her lips and secretly made a grimace, "I can understand—you looked like that in the classroom before... I usually really Are you that mean?" She couldn't help complaining, and subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face.

"No... it has nothing to do with being mean, I guess people just think you... look superior."

Seeing the other party frowned, his blue eyes that were originally shining seemed a little gloomy at the moment, Peter immediately realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, "...you seem to be very sad? Don't be sad, I can make you a hot dog every time Aunt May can't stop giggling when she eats my hot dog—”

Chris shook her head, "You should know that I'm not that kind of person..." She stretched her eyebrows and sighed softly, "But I turned myself into that kind of person, it's really scary."

Since she was a child, she was automatically classified into that special class on campus that was insulated from being approachable because of her wealthy family background and outstanding appearance, even though it meant that she had to imitate those campus idols and draw a conspicuous dividing line between herself and others , She also thought that there was nothing wrong with defining an excellent self in this way.

But now, for the first time, she wants to get rid of such a senseless life.

Just as she said that sentence, their line finally came to an end.The two took their plates one by one and walked into the dining area. Suddenly, Peter's keen spider sense dinged and flashed a sign of crisis.

Almost in the next second, he felt that the facial expression of Chris beside him also became stiff and weird.

"Hey, Chrissy," glanced sharply at Chrissy and Peter next to her, and Andrew, who was sitting at a dining table facing the door, turned around and faced them with a handsome face. And his tall stature made him look like a shiny living luminary, "What's up with that nerdy Parker over there? Don't tell me you're going for a change - we all know what you like all the time. "

He grinned, showing a row of neat and white teeth, and a dazzling and charming smile appeared on his lips, "Stop losing your temper, come, sit here with me."

"...Andrew." Chrissy quickly restrained her expression, glanced at him indifferently, and calmly gave a short response, but her footsteps were firmly fixed in place as if they were rooted.

Although Andrew, the main player of the baseball team, was eye-catching enough, Peter Parker still focused on another person at the same table as him.

—Hell, the last person he wanted to meet... Fleisher Thompson, who grew up playing pranks and stuck him in a cupboard all day long.

For a long time I didn't see her come and sit down next to him according to his signal. Andrew snorted from his nostrils and wiped the smile from the corner of his mouth. Fleischer, who was across the table, walked towards this side together.

"Hey, you guys..." Stepping forward half a step in front of Chris, Peter was choked by the strong Fleisher as soon as he uttered a word, his words stopped instantly, his breathing became difficult and his face turned red .

Undoubtedly, if he used the proportionally enlarged spider's physical strength, hundreds of Fleischers would not be able to catch him if they surrounded him—Peter comforted himself in this way, and his vision gradually became blurred due to lack of oxygen.

"Don't be angry baby, I was drunk that day." Andrew ignored the mess that happened behind him, looked straight ahead, pretended to hold her hand, and pressed a kiss on the smooth and delicate back of his hand.

"Would you like to start over with me?" he said, seemingly quite sincerely.

Chrissy looked away from him in disgust—she didn't even bother to look at him again.

"Let him go, Thompson."

She put the dinner plate aside casually, walked forward in three or two steps, snapped Fleisher's hand open, and pulled Peter Parker, who was panting heavily, "Are you okay, Peter?... Let's get out of here .”

She hadn't noticed that she had changed the address of him from "Parker" to the more familiar "Peter" automatically.

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Little Spider has successfully advanced into a male best friend√

The next chapter will be advanced boyfriend www

The full text is not long, and it will be over after 2014 to [-] words... Then there will be another short story about the little spider, and [-] will be the year of strengthening Spidey's little angel www