[Comprehensive British and American] Life winners are fake

Steve in the heavy rain didn't seem to notice that the rain was getting heavier and heavier. He was obviously soaked, but he seemed to have done something very happy, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

Joey: "..."

He hurriedly looked away, cleared his throat uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "Let's find a place to shelter from the rain first."

They finally ran away from the cemetery, but when they got to the exit of the cemetery, they looked at the empty driveway and realized that this place already belonged to the suburbs.Although the environment is quiet, it also means that there are few people passing by, and because almost everyone in country M has a car, except for designated car rental points in bustling areas, taxis are rarely seen in other areas. Of course, there is no car rental point in the cemetery.

Although Joey was covered with Steve's coat, he was actually only a little better than Steve when he ran down like this. He wiped the water from his face, and his eyes suddenly darkened. At that moment, he found Steve with his back to him, and then squatted down.

Joey: "...what are you doing?" He was in a daze, not understanding what Steve meant by this sudden movement.

"It will rain for a while, it's already late, I..." Steve stood up and turned around, he coughed, and there was a hint of embarrassment in his blue eyes, but he continued, "You know," Shi Tiff laughed again when he thought about the morning run, "I'm fast, maybe I can run out with you on my back."

Joey thought for a while, even if Steve was in good health, but he was carrying a boy on his back in the heavy rain, I am afraid that Steve would not be able to bear this way of handling, maybe he would catch a cold and have a fever in the middle of the night, so he shook his head immediately. Shaking his head, he rejected Steve's offer.

Joey said, "No need."

Steve: "...Okay." He thought it was Joey's intention to keep a distance, he hesitated for a few seconds, and finally swallowed his words and didn't insist anymore.

Joey thought maybe he was wrong, otherwise why would he feel that there was a flash of disappointment in Steve's eyes, he shook his head to get rid of the thought in his mind, and looked up at the rain.

Just like what Steve said, the heavy rain will obviously last for a while.

There are passages made of marble on both sides of the gate of the cemetery. It is not too long, but it can barely cover the two of them, so Joey and Steve are standing here at this time, but this is only a temporary solution. .

Joey took out his mobile phone, clicked on the contact list, and skipped his eyes directly to Joe's father. After all, he had just been discharged from the hospital, and then Joey denied the option of Tony. Some hesitated whether to call Peter or Eduardo, and finally thought about it. Dial Peter's number.

Eduardo's identity is too special.

As soon as the phone was connected, Joey heard Peter's flustered voice: "Hey, you can't run around—headache, why can't I wrap them up—his—"

From the other end of the phone came Peter's gasped voice, "—I'm angry!"

Joey: "..."

He raised his eyebrows and said amusedly, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm doing good," said Peter proudly, seemingly finally freeing his hand, "I've helped a lot of people today and they all said they'd remember to follow me on Twitter! "

There was a smile in Joey's eyes, but he said very flatteringly, "That's great Peter!"

Peter chuckled, "I think so too."

On the phone side, Spider-Man was wearing his jumpsuit, squatting on a big tree, holding two cats in each hand, and a parrot on his head. He just took a breath of air because of the parrot above his head Wanting to snatch away his hood, the four cats in his hands were still struggling to bite him as if they had made an appointment, wanting to run towards the embrace of freedom.

But how could Spider-Man be defeated by this setback? He grabbed the four cats firmly, making their fluffy cat faces look hopeless, and then held them tightly with spider silk. He glued his hood to ensure that the parrot would never be taken away.

After he was proud, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately asked, "Joe, what's the matter with you calling me?"

"Well," Joey said his request naturally, "Peter, do you have time now, I'm in the suburbs, the rain is too heavy, I can't go back."

Peter nodded without thinking, and then realized that Joey couldn't see it, and quickly said, "Of course." He jumped down from the tree, put the cats in his hand into cages one by one, and finally was able to clamp the cats around his neck. Take the mobile phone in your hand.

He laughed. Although his voice was slightly distorted through the hood, he could still feel the vitality that belonged to Peter from his voice. He said without hesitation, "Wait for me."

"it is good."

After he hung up the phone, he turned his head and shook the phone at Steve who had been quietly waiting for him to call, "Wait a little longer."

Only then did Steve realize that this was not his time. In today's modern society, contact is already very convenient.

Joey didn't find it strange either. After all, when he first met Steve, he didn't even know Twitter, and he was very unfamiliar with using a mobile phone, so he was used to Steve's unfamiliarity with smart products. .

But, who knows, whether it was forgotten unintentionally, or deliberately ignored by the subconscious?

Steve nodded in agreement with Joey's decision, just looking at the gloomy rain outside, listening to the sound of raindrops falling on the ground, for some reason, Captain America felt a sense of loss.

Soon, the cell phone in Steve's pocket also rang. He took it out and found that it was a text message from Falcon Sam. He asked him if he was interested in visiting the museum tomorrow, and Steve replied while typing on the keyboard. over him.

They waited for about half an hour, and found the distant lights gradually approaching this way, and then the outline of the taxi became more and more obvious. When the taxi stopped not far away, the window was rolled down from the inside, and then Peter's head poked out of the window.

"Hey, here!" He was worried that Joey couldn't see, so he shook his hand specially, not caring that his sleeves were getting wet.

Joey motioned for Steve to run over together, and when they got to the taxi, Peter had already opened the rear door, winked at Joey with a smile, and let him sit up.

After Joey sat in, Peter stretched out his hand very naturally, crossed Joey's chest, and slammed the car door without hesitation.

Left outside the car, Steve, who was about to sit in the back seat, looked at the closed car door: "..."

The middle-aged bearded driver in the driver's seat opened the door and greeted Steve warmly, "Come on, young man."

Steve sat in the passenger seat silently, and when he fastened his seat belt, the taxi started.

The taxi finally stopped in front of Steve's house. Peter, as if by magic, took out an umbrella from behind and handed it to Joey. Joey didn't take it, and he suggested, "No Would you like to stay at my house for the night?"

Peter blinked his eyes and thought for a while, then got out of the car happily. To be honest, he has never had the experience of staying overnight at a good friend's house. Although Peter has a cheerful personality, when he didn't get superpowers, he was always easily attracted by those people. School bullies or gangsters are eyeing him, so he hardly has any particularly good friends.

The umbrella was stretched open, barely able to accommodate the two boys, so Steve smiled and shook his head and rejected Joey's invitation to let him into the umbrella together on the grounds that the distance from the taxi to the door was very short.

However, he felt that he should say something, but looking at the two peers standing together, he finally just said good night in a low voice.

"Good night." Joey said.

Joe's mother and Joe's father gave a very warm welcome to Peter's arrival. Peter was a little uncomfortable at first, but he did not forget to greet Joey's parents politely. Even more well-behaved.

However, he didn't last long in this state.

Joey has always known that as long as his father has a crush on a junior of the same sex, he can't help but pull him into a conversation with a man's fingertips. Of course, as a son, Joey has naturally been caught several times, so When Peter was held back, he silently crossed Peter in his heart.

Because at this time, Joe's father will be very verbose.

It turned out that Joey just went to the kitchen to help Joe's mother cook dinner for a while. When he came out, he found that Joe's father and Peter were chatting happily, and they were almost hooked up and became friends.

Joey raised his eyebrows as he held a plate full of vegetables.

Well, he has forgotten that Peter is also a nagging character, especially when he is nervous, not only nagging, but also speeding up his speech.

Until they were about to have dinner, the two of them even showed unfinished expressions on their faces.

When the two of them returned to Joey's room, Peter immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, and he even made an exaggerated chest stroke, "I feel like my heart is about to come out of my chest."

Joey turned around, crossed his chest and watched his performance, and finally couldn't help laughing, "I thought you had a good chat with my dad?" His voice rose at the end, although it was a question, it was obviously teasing.

Peter shook his head like a breaking wave drum, "That's all fake, this is the first time I'm going to my good friend's house." He was not as relaxed as he appeared on the surface, and he was extremely nervous inside.

He raised his hand and scratched his cheek, and added, "Of course, your parents are fine." Speaking of this, Peter also bent his lips and smiled, sincerely saying, "I'm really not so nervous in the back."

"That's good." Joey said casually. He opened his closet, took out a set of pajamas, and threw it out without looking back. When the unpacked underwear turned around, it was no surprise that Peter was holding the pajamas he had thrown in his hand.

"It hasn't been opened yet," Joey said. When Peter took it, he suddenly said, "Do you need me to provide you with a paper clip?"

Peter didn't understand at first, and while unpacking the transparent packaging bag, he asked in confusion, "Why do I want this thing?"

The corners of Joey's lips hooked up, revealing a smirk. He didn't say it clearly, but glanced down from Peter's waist meaningfully.

Peter: "..."

He rolled his eyes at Joey angrily, and said word by word, "No need!" After finishing speaking, Peter felt that he didn't seem to be strong enough, so he followed Joey's example and looked away from Joey. But, snorting, "I think maybe my concern is that it's a little tight."

Joey laughed out loud, and he even fell down on the carpeted floor and laughed, not minding Peter's counterattack at all.

Peter passed Joey without looking sideways. He didn't even bother to press Joey to tickle him. The righteous Spider-Man never needed these methods. The facts will tell the evil forces that Spider-Man Peter is great!

It's the same no matter where it is!

Although he couldn't help snorting before entering the bathroom, it turned out that after hearing the snort, Joey laughed even louder.

It's normal for boys to make jokes like this, so after the two of them had a laugh, they forgot about it. After Joey came out of the shower, he saw Peter sitting at the desk, drinking from a transparent cup. The brown-red water in it, Joey could tell at a glance that it was ginger water.

Peter turned his head when he heard Joey's footsteps, wrinkled his face, and sipped the water in the glass bit by bit, looking pitiful.

Joey felt that he wanted to laugh again. Peter's current expression was so pitiful and even cute. He shrugged his shoulders, and finally restrained himself under Peter's aggrieved eyes.

"If you're not used to it, you can refuse," Joey said.

Peter thought about it too, but he couldn't say no to Joe's mother after he told her sincerely.

Joey picked up another glass of ginger water that was obviously reserved for himself, raised his head and drank it, and he drank it in just three or four seconds. Peter blinked and looked at Joey's empty glass Cup, said from the bottom of his heart, "You are too powerful."

When the two boys stayed together, the first thing they thought of was playing games together. Joey took out two game consoles from the drawer, and then played online with Peter. Soon, their laughter rang out from time to time in the room Sounds or sounds of annoyance, every time they cooperated and successfully passed a level, they would look at each other, smile and clap their hands to celebrate, and then continued to play with concentration.

In the end, Joey couldn't help yawning. Although Peter was still full of energy because of his physical fitness, when he heard Joey's yawn, he didn't hesitate to put down the game console in his hand.

"Sleep." Peter said.

"Aren't you playing yet?"

Just as Peter realized his drowsiness, Joey also realized that Peter was not sleepy, even though Joey had just finished asking this sentence, he yawned again, and tears even came out of the corners of his eyes.

Peter: "No more."

Joey: "Okay."

They moved quickly. After deciding to go to bed, they went to bed and turned off the lights not long after.

Although Joey's bed is not small, the single bed is not too big, so when the two of them were lying on the bed, their arms touched each other.

In the dim room, Peter's voice sounded: "It feels different."

"Huh?" Joey turned his head and saw Peter facing him in the same way.

"I mean the time on the island." Peter said.

"Although they are all lying together, the feeling is completely different, and it seems to be more relaxed."

Joey laughed, and in the darkness, his low laughter drifted into Peter's ears:

"I think so."

How can the feeling of home be the same as that of an isolated island?