[Comprehensive British and American] Life winners are fake

"Maybe I should say...Spider-Peter?"

Suddenly the vest fell off, Peter couldn't help but fell into deep thought, and after thinking for a few seconds, he subconsciously said: "...how did you know?"

Joey: "Did you forget that I woke up earlier than you? When I saw that we were tied to the broken board by spider silk, it was easy to guess."

Peter also thought of this when he said it. At the time of the explosion, he didn't think about anything in order to survive. He just wanted to increase their chances of survival as much as possible. Now that they finally survived, Peter was killed by this When looking at it with smiling black eyes, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"I never knew that there was a superhero Spider-Man by my side."

Peter's eyes wandered, scratched his cheeks, and tried hard to think of how to relieve the awkward atmosphere of having his vest uncovered, "...I didn't hide it on purpose, it's just..."

"Just to be safe, isn't it?" Joey interrupted him.

He didn't feel any anger because his good friend concealed his matter, and his tone was very natural and calm, "Superheroes have done a lot of things, and they have been appreciated by many people, but at the same time, they have also been rewarded by those who have evil intentions." The hostility of people, every time you appear on TV, you are wearing a one-piece suit and a hood that completely covers your appearance, because fewer people know your true identity under the superhero, not only The safer you are, the less danger you will bring to those around you."

He bent his lips, looked at Peter with a smile, and said softly, "I know, I understand all of this."

Peter looked at him without blinking.

Joey was a little embarrassed by his staring. He coughed and teased, "Did you find the fact that I'm handsome when you look at me like this?"

To be honest, even if they are friends, there will be a strange feeling if they look at each other for more than ten seconds. Joey feels a little uncomfortable because of this, so he stretched out his hand to cover Peter's eyes while talking.

As a result, before he had time to do so, Peter suddenly stepped forward, and with a very natural attitude, he stretched out his arms around Joey, and the hand on his back exerted a slight force. He was hugged by Peter.

"...Peter?" The person in his arms called out his name blankly.

"sorry."

Holding Joey, he whispered in his ear.

"I said……"

"I just—" Peter paused. To be honest, most of the friendships between boys are careless, and there are very few such overly intimate and gentle behaviors, which made Peter feel a little shy. Thinking that his face must have turned red, he couldn't help feeling a little thankful that Joey couldn't see this because he was holding him.

He coughed to keep himself from stuttering out of embarrassment.

Because of this, Joey could only hear Peter's slightly depressed voice, which was much more mature than before.

"I just think I should hug you at this time."

When he heard Peter's words, Joey's eyes widened, and his mind seemed to go blank for a moment.

Peter waited for a long time without waiting for Joey's answer, which made his original shyness gradually replaced by anxiety. He cleared his throat, coughed, and was about to let go of his hand to say something, but at this moment he felt Joey Yi also hugged him.

Joey's somewhat stiff body relaxed slightly, he hugged Peter back, put his chin on Peter's shoulder, and laughed softly.

"It's strange for two boys to hug each other." Joey said, but he didn't let go of his hand.

However, the feeling of body temperature blending when the body touches is so warm that it makes people feel a little bit reluctant.

"Thank you."

He also whispered this in Peter's ear.

He's not a three-year-old who gets mad because his friend has a little secret, and while he's not a superhero, he also knows that superheroes aren't easy to be, and they're exposed to all the malice, and that puts a lot of burden on them. pressure, and even have to be careful not to implicate their family members because of themselves.

At that time, Joey only thought of Uncle Tony.

He's just...just sick of being powerless.

"Actually, I've been curious about one thing, Joe."

"what?"

"Do you still remember the terrorist attack on the commercial building?"

"...Before I answer this question, I want to say... Are we going to keep talking like this?"

Peter: ...

Joey: ...

The next second, they let go of their hands together, but it was probably because the posture of embracing each other and the tone of their speech made them feel a little too numb. When they calmed down and looked at each other, their scalps couldn't help but feel numb, their eyes wandered, and then they moved. Turned over in unison, leaning back to back.

The tips of the ears of both of them were a little red under the broken hair.

"Ahem, keep talking." Joey spoke first.

Peter: "Do you know that kind of..." Halfway through the speech, Peter suddenly got stuck because he couldn't remember the word, and finally choked out a modal particle, "That's the kind... Hey, ha!"

Joey was a little confused by his last onomatopoeia. He had the illusion that Peter and his brain waves were not on the same channel. This desire to complain made him forget the discomfort just now, turned over and poked Poke Peter in the back, "Hey what's that?"

The result is that the two are face to face again.

Peter frowned, trying to figure out what the noun was, and after a few seconds, he suddenly realized.

"It's all about planting flowers!"

Joey: "...poof."

Peter blinked, not quite understanding why Joey reacted this way, "Am I not right?" But Peter felt that he pronounced the word quite standard.

"Why do you think I know how to grow flowers?"

Without thinking, Peter said, "Your throw was too hard."

Quickly, accurately and without hesitation, Peter, who was about to come to rescue the hostages at that time, was thrown into a daze. Why did the hostages save themselves?

After being reminded by Peter, Joey also remembered the situation at that time. He looked at Peter's expectant eyes and replied, "Yes, and it is the kind of mysterious kung fu that has been passed down for thousands of years."

"WOW!" Peter opened his eyes wide and couldn't help exclaiming. He raised his hand and clenched his fist and waved it in mid-air, "Isn't it particularly powerful?"

Joey: "...that's impossible."

Peter:? ?

Joey: "If I had kung fu, I probably wouldn't be so unlucky."

Others are at most playing games and drawing a lottery with only one thank you for participating, while Joey has encountered various inexplicable incidents, and he can be called the spokesperson of the African chief.

Joey was a little tired.

If I had to describe it in one sentence, it would probably be:

Life is like a play, it all depends on fate.

Peter also thought of all the things that had happened since he met Joey, he couldn't help but sighed, and patted Joey with lingering fear.

He said solemnly: "I understand."

Their conversation at night did not last long. The deep exhaustion in their bodies made them lose their voice while chatting and fell asleep. When the next day came and they walked out of the wooden hut, the sky was still blue , and there was no sign of a storm coming.

This time it was still Joey who went out to find breakfast for the two of them. After eating, he asked Peter to go to the beach with him. After Peter stayed here, he moved a few stones and a bunch of branches back and forth, and then put the branches Put it into the pit that Peter had dug, surround it with stones, and then set the branches on fire.

Black smoke rose from the pile of burning branches and shot straight into the sky.

"Let's go to the next place."

They lit a fire like this every 100 meters or so along the beach, and they finally stopped after they had made five.

"Well, if there are ships passing by, they should be able to spot them."

After climbing up to the top of the tree to confirm that the black smoke from all five fires was very conspicuous, Joey lowered his head and spoke to Peter who was waiting under the tree, and then came down from the tree.

"We'll definitely be able to go back."

"Ah."

They all firmly believe that they will be able to go back alive, but what needs to be considered now is how to survive before being rescued. This time, Peter did not choose to let Joey act alone. Although he is still injured, but It's better than yesterday, at least I can walk around for a while.

As they walked, they left marks so as not to lose their way.

Probably fate finally favored these two senior African chiefs. This time they found edible food, and the amount was not small. If they saved a little, it would be enough for them to last for a month. At the same time, they also found a freshwater lake. It is the formation of islands with special geological environment.

"Maybe I can take a shower," Joey patted his clothes casually, shaking off a layer of mud visible to the naked eye, "I thought the puddle I found was the only source of drinking water for us except on rainy days .”

Peter was also eager to get into the water, but was blocked by a hand that appeared suddenly. He tilted his head and looked at Joey with innocent eyes.

Joey didn't soften his heart because of this look, he said coldly: "You can't go down."

Peter's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that Joey would say such a thing, and so cruelly prevented him from going into the water to take a bath.

Joey: "No."

He put his hand on Peter's shoulder, and then pushed him back. When he came to a slightly convex stone, he asked Peter to sit down, and then smiled: "Okay, you just sit here, you can only watch."

Peter tried to find opportunities, "But I'm also dirty."

Joey: "You're not in good health yet."

Peter waved his fist, "I'm Spider-Man."

Joey: "Even if you're Spider-Man, there's no guarantee you won't get a fever from exposure to cold water."

Peter opened his eyes wide, like a poor Summer, trying to make the man in front of him relax with his innocent and pitiful eyes.

"NO."

Peter: ...

Joey seemed to be able to see the furry dog ​​ears materialized on the top of Peter's head drooping, and his whole body was filled with loneliness.

...It seemed that his heart was really softening, Joey touched his chin, his eyes hesitated.

"……All right."

As soon as the words fell, Peter's eyes lit up.

After half an hour.

Peter looked melancholy at the small puddle that was dug out in front of him, and then at the little friends swimming freely in the lake, with tears in his eyes, he felt that he had been deceived.

This is completely different from what we said.

……

On the rescue ship, the voices of all the people passing by on the deck consciously lowered their voices. Even people who didn't wink could tell that the atmosphere there was very tense, and a fight might break out if there was any intensification.

"Go away." Tony in the suit said coldly.

"You need to rest, Stark." Black Widow said.

"What I need now is for you to get out of my way."

"I remember that your injury is just healed, and don't forget that the toxins in your body still exist." Black Widow frowned, she stopped here only because of the friendship they had fought together, that's why Kindly dissuade.

"I never forget." But so what?

After Tony left this sentence, he didn't bother to tangle with her anymore. Sparks appeared from the soles of his feet and flew out.

The Black Widow looked in the direction he was flying away, and saw the golden-red battle armor rushing into the sea as expected. She sighed, walked to the railing of the boat, looked at the calm sea, and said nothing in her heart. After counting for about ten seconds, I saw a figure emerge from below the sea level, and the short golden hair was very conspicuous.

Steve took off the oxygen tank on his body, and when he looked up and saw Natasha, he immediately waved to her and motioned her to drop the new oxygen tank.

Natasha lifted the oxygen tank at her feet and threw it to him.

After replacing the oxygen tank very quickly, Steve dived into the sea again without a word of nonsense.

"One is obviously injured but has never rested, and the other has never left the sea since entering the water. These two people..." Natasha shook her head. She could understand the feelings of these two people, but she felt that if they continued like this , Maybe before finding Joey and the others, he was exhausted directly.

"J, scan the surrounding environment at the maximum distance."

The dark blue water around him was annoying to see, and Tony was swimming fast in the sea expressionlessly. He knew very well that most people didn't think there would be any survivors after the plane crashed, but for him, as long as No trace was found, which showed that there was hope.

Tony's face was pale, and it was clear that his wound that had not healed for a long time opened again because of continuous diving into the deep sea for dozens of hours, but he didn't have the slightest thought of regret.

If you can’t find it in one day, you’ll find it for two days; if you can’t find it in two days, you’ll find it for a week; if you can’t find it in a week, you’ll find it for a month.

If you still can't find it, then look for it for a lifetime.

He never gives up.

If even I give up on you...

I can never forgive myself.

"Sir, found the island and signs of life."

At this moment, an extremely strong hope burst out in those brown eyes, and Tony opened his mouth, his voice hoarse.

"……Can you say that again."

"Island found, suspected to have signs of life."