God knows

I dug the crisper out of the bag and placed it between Jeffrey and me, with neatly arranged sandwiches that I told my mother to make more.Sometimes I just want to steal a little bit of space when I don't want too much, but it's just something ordinary, but if everyone agrees, such moments are like treasures.

Have a picnic on campus.

"You know, I actually like this." Jeffrey leaned back, lay on the grass, closed his eyes and stayed away from the hustle and bustle of the stadium.

"But such moments are rare for a reason. If there are too many, it will not be beautiful or precious." I said.Seeing Phoenix beside him also learned from him to lean back.

I watched her close her eyes and stare at her golden eyelashes.

"Is it weird to you? Falling in love with someone of your gender?"

I asked.

"It's weird." Jeffrey reached for a sandwich, brought it to his mouth but didn't eat it, "But there is nothing in this world that is not strange, the color of the sky changes, inanimate things move, food stays put If you don’t eat worms…”

"...There's nothing strange about it, it's just that you find a reason to explain it, and then you get used to it and don't question it anymore."

I nodded.

"Probably just because I have always believed that things should be simple, and I am always unwilling to accept other possibilities."

"Ann, don't tell me you're in love with a girl."

I laughed out loud, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw the corner of Finnis's mouth slightly raised while he was resting with his eyes closed.

"You're surprised?" I snorted. "Aren't you Jeffrey full of possibilities?"

He frowned, gave me one last playful glance, and ate his sandwich.

When Phoenix opened his eyes, he found that I was looking at her.

"what?"

I blinked, and Phoenix was quiet for a few seconds before he figured out what I meant.

"You want to ask me the same question you just asked him?"

I nodded. Actually, I wanted to ask Phoenix from the beginning, but if Jeffrey was around, the way of speaking would have to be different.

"Well, it's not surprising." She said, "My cognition has always been that there is only love and no boundaries."

I nodded, expecting the same answer, but sometimes I couldn't help but wonder whether Phoenix's calmness in the face of everything - including me falling in love with her - was a matter of nature or experience Too many results?I still can't forget the woman who almost died on the sidelines last time, and I can't forget the horror in Phoenix's eyes.Her terrified expression is very real, and there are only a few times I feel that Phoenix is ​​really warm and human, and that panic is definitely in the top three moments.

I knew she was tolerant enough, but still wished for more.

"Ann." Jeffrey called me suddenly after thinking deeply, which startled me.

"I can't ask people not to question me like I do." He said, his tone was irrelevant and indifferent, and it sounded a bit like the tone of Phoenix when he mentioned the work of Eros to me, "Sometimes I I hope that I can also "get used to" the "strangeness" of other people's strange eyes."

I hope.He will say that, which means that he can't do it yet.

I was silent for a few seconds.

"Love is difficult, Jeffrey," I said. "You don't have to be straight to get free tickets."

As I said that, I thought of Liza, Jasmine and Johnny.

"Did you know? Not even Venus can control fate."

Jeffrey laughed.

"I don't know," he said, "but how do you know?"

I felt Phoenix sit up and look into the distance quietly.

I know, I just know.

"Hey! Hendrik and Swingersen!"

I subconsciously raised my middle finger when I heard the shout, and saw Derek shouting to us from a distance.

"How much is the ticket for 'Ladies' Night'?" I saw Jeffrey frown.

Moments like this are rare for a reason.

Our peaceful afternoon picnic ended with me throwing a sandwich on Derek's head and running away in a panic.

I go to the comic shop on the street every week to buy new serials. Recently, the Spider-Man series has started a series of Spider-verse stories, bringing together all the Spider-Man in parallel time and space. This can be said to be a major event in the comics world.

Lisa used to leave me here and go to the opposite side to get a milkshake and talk fart with the handsome clerk.Jeffrey was not interested in milkshakes, saying that handsome milkshakes were not his thing, and he looked like he was holding a smelly sock with his fingertips.

Phoenix accompanied me in, out of sheer curiosity.

"Derek and I met almost here." I said, telling Phoenix in a reluctant tone, "The Avengers issue was out of stock, and the two of us are scrambling for the last one."

"Who will win?"

"What do you say?"

Derek is tall and burly, and a ruffian.

"If you lose once, if you don't have a chance to find a way to win it back, then you will lose forever!" Later, when Derek saw me at school, he made all kinds of ridicule, and I couldn't do anything to him except fingering him.

"...just a harmless rascal," Phoenix concluded.

"Yes, his brain capacity is not capable of building creative and complex vocabulary."

I was going to recommend Phoenix to watch the story of X-23, but instead she discussed Superior Spiderman with me.

"It's weird," Phoenix said. "It's not as typical as people like it to be."

"I also think that letting the mind of Doctor Octopus enter Spider-Man's body and replace Spider-Man will make the protagonist a villain..."

"And it doesn't make sense for him to be willing to fight crime," Phoenix said. "He can continue to be his villain. After all, he has stolen the ability of a decent hero. Isn't he more at ease?"

I didn't expect Fiennes to discuss comics with me so seriously, and it freaked me out.

"It is possible to get Spider-Man's body, his life, and his abilities. Doctor Octopus also indirectly felt Spider-Man's sense of mission for "responsibility", so he had to do it?"

"It's possible." Phoenix thought quietly for a few seconds before compromising, "Ann, help me win the next episode."

I really didn't think that Phoenix would like to read comics?If she was a human being, just by opening the door of the comic shop, she would definitely reverse people's discrimination against American comics.She'll be the most beautiful girl on the block, huh.

"You don't like the protagonist very much?" She asked me after reading two episodes.

"Can you feel this emotion?" I marveled.

"No, it's not," she said, her sky blue eyes wandering over my face, "I can tell you don't like it."

"I really don't like it, and I don't understand why Superior Spiderman is so popular." I said, "He's smart, rational, more charming than he was as Doctor Octopus, and better than Peter Parker's Spider-Man It's too much, but it's just..."

"Um?"

"...his lack of quality makes him a total wreck."

"What quality?"

"Have mercy," I said. "He's so cruel."

Phoenix watched another episode in silence before finally looking up to continue the conversation.

"Don't you like reality the most?"

I know she's talking about what I told David, I love cockroach stories.

"Yes, that's right." I said and rolled my eyes, hating Phoenix picking on me like this, "But Spider-Man is a real hero, he said that "with great power comes great responsibility", if there is no mercy, no Mercy, how empty is this sentence..."

I covered my mouth before I finished speaking, thinking that it was her responsibility that Phoenix had always held an indifferent attitude towards those "them", and she also chose not to face it with any warm expression.

It's almost like an insinuation.

God...

"I wouldn't take that as an offense." Phoenix looked at my panicked expression and said, calmly, "People can have their own ideas, Ann, you are more suitable for brutal honesty than pretentious embellishment."

It's just that Phoenix didn't say a word after that.

Distraughtly reading through the latest SpiderVerse installment, I finally figured out what to say about the apology.

"Phoenix...I..."

It's just that I just opened my mouth when I heard a low growl coming from the end of the comic book rack. It sounded like there was too much anger mixed in. It was an extremely dangerous signal.

"History, Wen, Ge, Sen!"

Derek blocked the entire aisle, standing there staring up and down at me with his teeth bared, the mayonnaise from his mid-day sandwich still on his shoulder.