[Zhongyingmei] Small vase

"Stop it brother, if you still want to live."

Peter said so.

"Hey, what happened?" Ned yelled disapprovingly. "You got in my way!"

He poked his head from behind Peter, trying to see what was going on in the glass window, but Peter held his head down and twisted it like a screw.

Ned: "..."

Peter murmured in horror:

"No, no, no, I'm for you, brother, I'm for you, really. But I need a little time to calm down now..."

Ned saw him talking upside down, with a look of confusion on his face.

"Let me take another look!"

He continued to yell without giving up.He even tried to jump up and extend his sight to the place above Peter's head.

"No, no, wait, wait—"

Peter was jumping up and down to stop him, flailing his arms like he was trying to get rid of something really bad.

Ned jumped up with a whoosh.After holding it in for a long time, I choked out a sentence in dissatisfaction: "Hey!"

His chest rose and fell.The two friends looked at each other in silence for a while.

Peter was suddenly discouraged.He raked the curls, messing them up even more.

He stepped aside a little bit, and whispered: "Okay, look."

Through the glass, the scene in the flower shop can be seen at a glance.

Grannies, blond beauties and young adults.That young man seemed to be many times more mature than the group of little fur kids, and his back was as wide as a mountain or a sea.

He is talking to the goddess.Obviously there was nothing out of the ordinary, but the two were very close.One with his head down and the other with his face up, anyone with a discerning eye can see the intimacy between them.

It so happened that at this time, the man who could only see half of his profile turned his head and looked out the door, revealing his full face.

A face that can only be seen on radio news or commemorative cards!

Ned's brain was shattered with a "boom", as if he had been headshot by an ak47, only his limbs were still twitching in conditioned reflex.

He tremblingly shook his lower lip, as if in a dream: "Then, is that Captain America?"

Spider-Man nodded bitterly.

Ned pressed, "...your idol?"

The way Spider-Man looks at him now is not only miserable, it is simply horrible.He covered his face and responded in a muffled voice: "I remember that he is also your idol."

--"before".

After today, it is still unclear whether Ned will lose his fans or even step back.

Ned was still sleepwalking: "Oh yes, he's the representative of America, it's hard to imagine anyone not loving him—"

Speaking of "love", he suddenly came back to his senses, a strong light burst out from his pupils which had been quite dim just now!

He turned around and held Peter's hand: "Brother, here's your chance!"

Peter: "???"

Ned returned to his familiar self-confidence, and he began to talk:

"Why didn't I think of this level! The captain and the goddess must be relatives! If I go in and buy a flower at this time, and ask for the captain's autograph by the way, and tell him that I am his fan, wouldn't it be two people at the same time?" Favorability? Genius! Outstanding!"

Peter couldn't control the twitching of the corner of his mouth.

This is not good!

He asked with difficulty: "How do you know that they are relatives?"

He had to admit that Ned had an excellent IQ and often had amazing ideas when working on projects; but God opened a door for him and closed the window at the same time.Ned's emotional intelligence is too low, and sometimes the reasoning he makes sounds logical, but it is far from the actual situation.

This time the reasoning emperor Ned also spoke without thinking:

"Do you even need to ask? Look at their hair and eyes!"

Peter looked over.They are all beautiful, and they are different for men and women.The captain's handsomeness doesn't have a hint of femininity, and Abby's facial contours look so soft and delicate.But they had the same blond hair, and blue eyes of the same purity.

Peter finally understood where the familiarity he had just caught in Abby's eyes came from.

He hesitated and asked in a low voice: "...what kind of relatives do you think they are?"

Ned rubbed his chin: "I never pay attention to gossip about superheroes! But I remember that the captain is seven or eighty years old, maybe it's his... granddaughter?"

Peter scratched his hair and broke down: "Oh my God! Where did he get his granddaughter! He has been frozen for so many years!"

The two people stared at each other with wide eyes.

Ned's voice was unambiguous: "Time is running out, I have to go in and have a look."

Peter still felt that something was wrong, and he felt uneasy: "What if they are really boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Ned clenched his fists: "Then, I'm going in too! It's good if I can talk to the goddess, I have no regrets!"

"My God, Ned..."

Peter called out affectionately.He was moved to tears by his brave good friend.

"Go! I support your actions!"

Ned seemed to draw infinite strength from him, and he started to walk happily into the store door; after taking two steps, he realized something was wrong, and Peter was still staring at him silently.

"Peter, you're not with me?"

There was a sadness in Peter's eyes: "Ned, you always said that you were the man behind Spider-Man. Now, it's up to me to be the one standing behind you."

After speaking, he gave him a firm look!

"..."

"Etc., etc!"

Ned was silent.Three seconds later, he was forcibly dragged away.

Peter had just freed his collar from Ned when he pushed open the door of the flower shop.He nearly crashed into the doorway, startling Abby.

"...Peter?"

Her voice is soft and crisp.Ned nearly had another heart attack.

Peter said "Hi" to her a little embarrassedly, Captain America also looked at him with a smile, indescribably sunny and handsome:

"Long time no see, kid."

Abby looked at this and then at that.She leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Do you know him?"

On the first day of work, the new friends and boyfriends actually know each other, what a wonderful fate!

Peter scratched his head embarrassingly, his mind was empty now.The excitement of seeing his idol again made his heart flutter, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the urge to rush forward for an autograph.

He did not forget to assist his brother: "This is Ned, my good friend! He, he came today to buy a bouquet of flowers!"

Abby and Mrs. Federson looked at each other.Abby asked him softly:

"What kind of bouquet would you like?"

... Ned looked like he was about to faint.Peter put his hands behind his back and quickly pinched him.

"Oh, oh!" he woke up like a dream, "I think, I want a nice bunch!"

There are so many beautiful flowers in the flower shop, Abby is a little embarrassed.I started asking him for more detailed information, such as who to give it to, in what name, and what the recipient likes.

How could Ned know the answer, he was completely melted into a dripping ice cream now, and his heart was sweet as hell.I can't even speak, and the preface doesn't match the postscript.

Captain America stood with Mrs. Federson, observing his girlfriend and the young couple.

Peter looked a little disturbed and seemed guilty.His fingers hidden in the sleeves of the sweater were slightly convulsed, and his eyes were fluttering, which was a sign of his restlessness.

In just one minute, he looked at the little guy named "Ned" three times.Even the way he looked at him was different from usual, instead of pure joy and admiration, there were struggles and fluctuations on the contrary, which showed that he was preoccupied.

Captain America's keen observation and rich experience in dealing with things told him: the problem lies in Ned.And as for the kid who was communicating with his girlfriend——

A young man's desire to like a girl cannot be suppressed.Ned blushed like a tomato when he spoke, and his body and hands shook like Parkinson's.But that was not a stress response when danger came, but an uncontrollable excitement.

Steve turned his eyes away calmly, and squinted at the flower basket leaning against the door.

"Team, captain, can you sign for me?"

Ned held the flowers and took a little notebook out of his pocket.He seemed determined to gain enough favorability with these two people: "I really admire you! You are a well-deserved superhero!"

Steve laughed all the time.He said "thank you" warmly and signed him.

With the marker pen in his hand, he closed the cap.Asking casually:

"Didn't hang out with your friends this weekend?"

Ned scratched the back of his head shyly: "I'm usually with Peter, and we played Lego together in the afternoon. There's nothing else."

Steve let out a "huh" and said lightly:

"That's pretty laid back."

This sentence is ordinary, but it is really light, like the cold wind sneaking in through the crack of the door, or something scraping the back of the neck, making people's spine numb.

Ned felt nothing.Peter shuddered suddenly.

A barrage of large characters rolled through his heart, all of which said "fuck", "fuck" and "fuck"!

His fine hair!He didn't need to roll up his sleeves to see that his hairs were fully standing up!

The spider sensor is frantically sounding the alarm!

He looked up suddenly, staring at Captain America's smile.He still looked as warm as spring when the ice melted, with tiny swirling pink flowers in the background.

Peter pinched the back of his hand, trying to resist the urge to rub his eyes.

It must have been his illusion just now!The small flower background board brought by the captain turned black when the flowers floated!

Based on the intuition of small animals, Peter thinks it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

He was just about to get close to Ned's ear and say something, but he saw him blushing, and he said something awkwardly to Abby:

"Can you, can you give me a contact information?"

It's over.This dude spoke up.He actually said it!

Peter took a step back and covered his face.

The atmosphere froze for a while.Abby froze for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Steve's face.No matter how dull she was, she understood now, she pursed her lips and didn't know how to deal with it.

If it was to make friends, of course, but if Ned had other ideas, she had to refuse.It's just that she is considering whether to do it in a tactful or blunt way.

If it was too tactful, I was afraid that Ned would not understand; if it was blunt, it might hurt the young man's heart.

Abby thought about it and gave him a gentle smile.But what he said was not very gentle:

"Feel sorry……"

Steve stood just a step away from her, watching the interaction between the two.At this moment, he suddenly crossed the boundary line, took another step towards her, and put his arm on her arm.

He looked at the young man who was still at a loss with inclusive eyes: "Ned, if you want to order flowers, it's very convenient, just talk to Mrs. Federson. Mrs. Federson will be happy to expand her business. "

He turned to look at the old man.The old lady was very cooperative, wrote down the contact information with a smile, and handed the piece of paper to Ned.

Ned pinched Mrs. Federson's phone number: "..."

"Okay, kids, shouldn't it be time for dinner?" Steve smiled and began to drive away customers, "It's time for the flower shop to close."

He nodded politely to Mrs. Federson.The gaze fell back on Abby, breaking through the appearance of thin ice in an instant, revealing the rippling texture of spring water in it.

He looked at her as if there was nothing else in his eyes.He lowered his face and easily caught her soft lips that were eager to move.

Score at the touch of a button.

He hoarse voice:

"Clean up, let's go home."

Added another sentence in the telepathy:

"--Honey."

"……………………"

With a pop, Abby blushed and Ned turned pale.

Peter...Peter felt like he had turned into a valley, echoing over and over again in the valley, screaming "can't move" and "can't breathe" heart-piercingly!

The feeling of fighting this American symbol last time came again!Peter tried his best not to explode.

Captain America, this upright and radiant figure, is now standing up like a lion slowly waking up.He licked his mane and paws, and let out a low, territorial growl.

He drew a circle where the blushing blonde beauty was.There is a clear distinction between inside and outside the circle, and she is completely under his control.