[Comprehensive British and American] Life winners are fake

Peter Parker felt that he was quite courageous. For example, that night, he didn't even think that he would have the courage to go to Joey again. He knew that Mr. Stark was still at Joey's house, but he held the bouquet again coming.

He even, even kissed Joey.

Second time!

After Peter ran home, he fell directly on the bed. He tossed and turned. There was only this idea in his mind, which kept flickering, enlarged and bolded, filling Peter's entire brain, and he couldn't hold other thoughts.

He picked up the quilt and covered his head, covering his ears that were so red that they were dripping blood, and his face that was so red that it was about to burst into steam.

Peter heard his own heartbeat too big to ignore.

On the slightly messy bed, the quilt bulged into a big bag. It was obvious that someone was hiding under the quilt. After a while, laughter came from inside. Although it sounded dull because of the isolation of the quilt, it revealed Happy but can not hide.

"Hey hey hey..."

The next day, the alarm clock next to the bed rang. Because he was so excited, Peter, who didn't fall asleep until four or five in the morning, opened his eyes suddenly. He was full of energy and didn't feel drowsy from lack of sleep at all. .

He freed his hand to turn off the alarm clock, got up quickly, washed up quickly, and then went downstairs. When he saw Aunt Mei, he leaned forward and gave her a hug, "Good morning, Aunt Mei!"

Then he took the plate she was holding in his hand, walked to the dining table in a few steps and put it on it.

Aunt Mei looked at him with a smile: "Looks like yesterday went well, huh?"

Peter raised his hand and scratched his cheek, a little embarrassed, but nodded.

After he had finished his breakfast, he returned to his room and picked up the half-finished model on the table, but he was distracted from time to time, and his hands stopped in mid-air for a few seconds before he came back to his senses and slowly installed the parts. to the specified location.

When the hour hand in the alarm clock reached ten o'clock, Peter's buttocks in the chair moved.

In the next half an hour, Peter couldn't help but glance at the alarm clock, and then at the mobile phone he put on the table, at a frequency of about every half minute.

Until he could no longer control his uneasy emotions, he stood up, opened the door and went downstairs, hurriedly greeted Aunt Mei, and ran out the door.

Waiting is always difficult. Peter has been thinking about what kind of reaction Joey will have when he wakes up. Peter has imagined the good and the bad, but his mobile phone has never rang, which is not what Peter expected Among them.

This is why he would fidget and even run out directly.

He was even prepared to face Mr. Stark, but when he took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell cautiously, Mother Joe who came to open the door told him that Joey had left with Tony.

Peter's first reaction was that Mr. Stark deliberately isolated him from contact with Joey. Even in this short few seconds, various painful dramas had been staged in his mind, such as Peter Romeo Parker With Jo Juliet or something, he didn't stop imagining it until he heard the next sentence that Jo's mother said.

"Tony took Joey on a trip, and they should be back before the holidays are over."

So Peter waited for a few more days.

During this process, he actually wanted to call Joey, but every time he stopped when his finger was about to press the call button, he forced himself to look away.

In fact, Peter is not as confident as he looks on the surface. Who can guarantee that he will not think wildly when he first fell in love, especially when he was still pursuing, Peter inserted the parts in his hand into the model, and then looked at the scene outside the window. Sunset, with a long sigh.

However, sentimentality only existed for a short while, and soon, Peter cheered himself up again, and refocused on the model that his men had not yet built.

until the day before the end of the holiday.

Peter jumped down from the roof and handed the balloon in his hand to the little girl. In the midst of her milky thank you, he smiled under the hood, and flicked his fingers, flying out spider silk and swinging away up.

Intentionally or not, Peter approached the Avengers Building, his body rolled in the air, and finally landed on the top floor of the building.

He squatted on the edge of the roof, propping his cheeks with his hands, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and a trace of nervousness.

He felt that he had to have a communication with Mr. Stark, and he couldn't keep hiding like this, Peter thought.It was he who pursued Joey. If he couldn't even overcome his guilt in the face of Mr. Stark, Peter felt that he was too inferior, and, and——

He felt that he had to explain what happened that day. He was definitely not the kind of person who would peep into Joey's privacy. He couldn't make Mr. Stark's impression of him worse, because Joey not only cared about his parents, but obviously cared too Mr. Stark's attitude.

Peter took off his mask, cleared his throat with a long sigh of relief, stood up, and walked up and down the narrow edge, imitating what he would say later.

When he was sure he was ready, he put the mask back on and fell forward.

First, he had to give Mr. Stark a big smile, greet him warmly, and—

No then.

Everything Peter conceived, before even finishing the first step, ended in the scene he saw.

Spiderman, who was on the glass, looked at the two people hugging each other in the room, without a smile on his face. He was hit hard, and his whole body exuded a pitiful atmosphere.

Joey felt in a daze that he seemed to see two fluffy ears on Peter's head, lying down in frustration.

It's like a little corgi that was abandoned.

Bucky let go, and when the short hug ended, he saw Joey raised his hand and tapped his forehead, "What's wrong?"

In fact, Joey just wanted to get rid of the thought just now, "It's nothing." He said, then walked around Bucky and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows. Following his movements, Bucky also looked over and found the same thing lying outside the glass. On the first floor, people in strange clothes.

"He is?" Bucky could see that Joey knew this person.

When Joey heard Bucky's voice, he stopped, "Well...Actually, Steve is not the only superhero in country M, there are many, such as my uncle Iron Man, such as the Spider-Man outside."

There was interest in Bucky's eyes.

"J, can I trouble you to open the passage?" Joey said.

"of course."

A deep and peaceful voice sounded, and then the floor-to-ceiling windows were separated from the center, revealing a gap that could accommodate one person. Peter had just jumped into the room from the outside when he heard Joey say, "Why did you come here?"

Peter, who was wearing a hood, couldn't actually see his expression, but he just made people feel the feeling of grievance through the uniform.

He whispered, "I'm here to find Mr. Stark."

"He's downstairs."

Joey was not surprised that Peter met Tony as Spiderman. After all, Peter's idol was Tony, but what he didn't know was that Peter even told Tony his real identity.

Peter nodded indiscriminately, "Then...then I'll go find Mr. Stark now."

Joey: "You can take the elevator. After descending the fifteenth floor, come out and turn left. After two rooms, he is in the third room."

Peter walked slowly towards the door. When he reached Bucky, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and said to Joey, "Actually, I'm not in such a hurry. You can, you can introduce."

"Hello," Bucky greeted Joey before he could speak, and extended his hand in a friendly manner. "You can call me Bucky. Nice to meet you, Spider-Man."

"Hello." Peter said.

His voice was a little low, and his aura became even more sluggish. In fact, he wanted Joey to introduce him more. He wanted to have more conversations with Joey. Of course, it would be better if he could know the origin of this strange person, but Peter just Keep those thoughts to yourself.

He dawdled, not wanting to go out so quickly, but no matter how slow he was, he reached the door.

"Do you want me to go down with you?"

Joey's voice came from behind him.

Peter turned around as fast as he could. "If you want," he said, not really wanting Joey to change his mind at all.

Joey didn't follow Peter away immediately, but stayed by Bucky's side for a while. He looked at the metallic arm and said seriously, "You should get familiar with it first. If there's anything wrong, wait until I come back." Let me know and I'll adjust."

After Bucky nodded, Joey walked to the door and raised an eyebrow at Peter, "Let's go."

The two entered the elevator side by side, Joey pressed the floor, and the elevator door slowly closed.

The small space made people feel stronger. Peter clenched his hands behind his back into fists. When he saw the elevator descend two floors, he suddenly took off his mask, and the closed elevator door reflected He has messy brown hair and a familiar face.

"Peter?" Joey looked at him in surprise, frowned, and said disapprovingly, "There is surveillance inside, aren't you—"

"Mr. Stark already knows my identity," Peter said, clenched the hood in his hand, and added, "I... I wanted to join the Avengers before, so I went to him and used true colors."

Joey said 'oh'.

Peter was still waiting for Joey to continue asking, but he looked at Joey helplessly for a while. The elevator had already descended ten floors, and Joey didn't even speak. Look at the elevator doors.

Ah... Peter thought in disappointment, did Joey really just go down with him?

He originally thought that Joey had something to say to him.

"Ding-dong-"

There was a light sound in the elevator, which meant that they had reached the floor they were going to. When the elevator door opened to reveal the aisle outside, Peter finally summoned up the courage to speak.

"Joe."

"Huh?" Joey finally glanced at him.

"You..." When the words came to his lips, Peter was still a little timid, "...what are you thinking now?"

"I was thinking..." Joey paused, and Peter became even more nervous. He felt his palms sweat.

"I'm thinking about what you did that night when I was unresponsive."

As he spoke slowly, he turned around, looked at Peter, and even smiled.

Peter:! !

Because he cared too much about that man, Peter forgot that there was still this matter waiting for him for a moment. He tensed his body suddenly, and under Joey's gaze, his mind went blank and he forgot everything.

that day...that day...

Peter recalled what he had done. He approached Joey and kissed him on the side of the cheek. Although the time was short, the soft touch——

Joey watched as Peter didn't know what to think of, and a blush floated on his cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Joey:? ? ?

Peter looked at Joey blushing, his voice was small but firm, "I, I will be responsible!"

Joey: "..." He was at a loss for words for a moment.

You have changed, Peter, you are no longer the simple Peter Parker I knew.

He opened his mouth, and suddenly lost the thought of fussing with Peter, and said with certainty, "No, no need."

Peter said pitifully, "Is it really not necessary?"

"Need not."

"Okay," Peter said in frustration, but soon regained his energy, "I will continue to pursue you until you have a lover or promise me."

Joey was not surprised by Peter's answer at all. He looked at him helplessly and waved his hand, "Didn't you need to find Tony for something? Go quickly."

From Joey's attitude, Peter realized that Bucky was not the person he liked, which made him feel happier even if he was rejected by Joey again.

Even if he just looked at Peter's back, Joey could feel the cheerful atmosphere around him.

Kind of silly.

Joey thought, but the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

When he returned to the room where Bucky was, he had already put on his shirt. If you didn't look at his exposed metal bracelet, he was no different from ordinary people.

"Very good." Bucky smiled.

Joey asked him some feelings, and then recorded them one by one, and prepared to make adjustments in the future.

Bucky looked at his extremely rigorous and serious attitude from the sidelines.

"Thank you." He said again.

Joey raised his eyes and glanced at him, then chuckled, "If you're really grateful, then live well."

Joey is actually just an ordinary person. He can do good deeds, but within his power. He doesn't have the idea of ​​a saint who can save the world. He admires this kind of person, but he knows that he can't be such a person.

He has no big ambitions, even if he is reborn with a system, his only strong idea is to hope that the people he knows, his friends, and his relatives are all well.

But there are always surprises.

It was only later that Joey discovered that almost all the people he knew and had a close relationship with were not ordinary people.

So, Joey had to work hard, at least to be able to help them when they encountered danger and difficulties.

It doesn't matter if you can only help a little bit.

As long as they are all alive.