[Marvel x You] Otome Proposition

Synopsis: Spider-Man is dead before you know him.

When you fell in love with him, he was already dead.

You should really say this as a joke, but you can't.You watched him die with your own eyes, on the big screen.

Watched it about five times.

Idon't wanna go.

A little scared, a little vulnerable.His light brown eyes stare straight at the screen, expressing last-ditch and painful resistance.Then he collapsed, apologizing softly, his body scattered into gray stardust.

You only dare to watch it five times.

When tears are pooling in your eyes, you are a little emotional for some reason.Obviously I don't want to make it so emotional, so embarrassing.

Maybe it's empathy, you think a little disguised.

really weird.You didn't watch the standalone Spider-Man movie, and you missed the Civil War lineup of Spider-Man's return, but you noticed him strangely.

The first time you saw him was on the school bus in Avengers III.

The first time you met him, it was already his death.

Getting to know him from death is a weirdly underrated beginning to a novel.

It seems that you are in a trance and want to know him. You rewind from Avengers III and play all the vivid images of him before the war.

And what an amazing experience it was.

It's like watching a person's life record, but it has to be interesting and make people laugh.Maybe you shouldn't say that, but you can only blame you for seeing the ashes dissipate first.

So it's kind of hard to laugh.

It's weird not to laugh when watching a hot-blooded hero movie about youth growing up.

So you smile, but with a tinge of sadness.

Little Spider's immature voice was full of childishness. After listening to it for about a hundred minutes, I felt that it was a uniquely juvenile voice, clean with a small can of soda in its mouth.

You have to turn down the brightness of the computer's screen display, because the pictures that appear on him are so vivid and the colors are bright.

You think you like him.

It's Homecoming's little spider, and you like him.

You are just an ordinary girl who likes to cut up the green lemon for a little youthful flavor, sour, sweet, and indescribably mixed flavor of growth.Like the morning sandwich, like the little spider next door, you kind of like it all.

One movie review was right, he's a fluffy sunshine ball.

Seeing him, it is difficult to look at him without partiality.

It can be said to be a girl's heart, with pink bubbles popping up in her heart, and she can't help dancing lace fantasies.It can also be said to be the appeal of the characters.

Involuntarily, he smiled along with the corner of Xiao Chong's mouth, and when his bright brown eyes lit up, he also tasted the joy on the tip of his tongue.

You really like him.After he died, you fell in love with him.

Does this feeling still make sense?You develop a little self-deprecating doubt.

Whether the little spider likes you or not, he failed to survive that battle with the Marvel universe.

His slightly curled soft chestnut hair, sparkling eyes, and lively youthful spirit all dissipated in place like some worthless dust.

To be honest, heartache doesn't count.You just feel chest tightness when you think about it, and you have to sleep on your side while breathing out.

It is too reluctant to say that you like him superficially, and you are truly paranoid, liking him unreasonably.

It's like you picked up a tender, iridescent immature feather, and carefully stored it in a treasure box.

In the end, it was discovered that it was a juvenile bird that came from the passing space and flew to the space of no return.

Is it possible, is there even a slight possibility of flying back?You don't know this question, and you are a little afraid of the answer.

You may feel lost for a long time before you know the answer.

Wait until the tears are blotted with paper towels again.

But you don't want to watch this sixth time.

The author has something to say: it was written by Avengers III at that time.