Marvel's Fantasia

Driver: "Where are you going?"

Peter: "Uh, I don't know yet?"

"Just go to his house, thank you, I'll sleep for a while."

After all, she fell asleep.

Peter looked at the girl and thought she was pretending to be asleep.Just about to wake up Cynthia, the driver got impatient: "Where are we going? Do you want me to go around here?!"

Peter was startled: "Then go to my house, the address is..."

Cynthia just wanted to squint her eyes. She drank, chilled in the previous taxi, and dragged Peter all the way. She was really tired and flustered.

At this moment, the warmth in the car made her feel much more comfortable, and she soon fell asleep.

"Miss, miss, wake up." Cynthia felt someone calling her, and her body was still shaking.

Seeing her eyes open, Peter breathed a sigh of relief.

He was very afraid that she would get drunk and pass out. Did he really bring this girl back to his house?And sleep in his bed?How would he explain it if Aunt Mei found out? !

Cynthia: "Are we home?"

Peter: "I'm not home yet, wait, no, where is your home, I'll take you back!"

Cynthia blinked: "My house is next door to yours."

Peter was helpless: "Stop joking, you don't even know where my home is!"

"You'll find out later."

The taxi stopped, and Cynthia got out of the car after paying, looked around, well, she didn't know this place.

Peter, who was following behind, looked at her bewildered appearance, and said triumphantly, "How is it? Where is your home?"

Cynthia: "Well, I'm drunk now, and I don't know the way, so hurry up and lead the way!"

Facing such rascals, Peter had no choice but to take her in the direction of his home.He thought that since the other party wanted to send him home with good intentions, then he would let Aunt Mei take the girl in for a night.

Cynthia followed him behind, facing the strange gazes cast by passers-by, she said without changing her face: "What's your name?"

Peter: "My name is Spider-Man."

Cynthia: "...I meant your name, I didn't ask your title!"

Peter: "I can't tell you that."

Hey, unexpectedly this kid is quite vigilant!

Cynthia: "Spider-Man should also have a name. Look at Iron Man, doesn't Captain America have his own name? Even Hulk has a name!"

Seeing that Peter didn't speak, Cynthia continued: "Look, we are so familiar, I call you Spider-Man not too close, right? You should still be called by name."

"How do we know each other?" Peter retorted, "I don't even know your name?"

Cynthia: "My name is Cynthia, what about you?"

Peter compromised: "My name is Peter, don't ask me for my last name!"

Cynthia: "I didn't intend to ask your last name. Well, Peter, I have a question for you."

"What's the problem? Are you trying to say you didn't have the keys to the house?"

The boy thought to himself, see I caught your trick!

Cynthia: "Not this one, I want to ask if you wear this headgear all the time, will it not be airtight?"

"What are you going to do?!" Peter looked at her warily, and jumped two steps away at the same time: "I'm not hot at all!"

Cynthia: "Oh, I'm just concerned, don't be so nervous, I won't take off your hood."

It was easy for Cynthia to see him, and there was no need to pull the mask.Since this kid is so persistent, let him go!

It's just that she feels a lot of pressure with so many strange eyes on her own.

Oh, forget it, who made her older!

Peter took Cynthia to the front of the house, then turned to look at each other, and the girl looked at him too.

The two were silent for a moment, then spoke at the same time.

Peter: "Didn't you say you were next door to my house?"

Cynthia: "Aren't you going to knock on the door for the family to open?"

Then both of them froze.

Cynthia thought for a while, walked to the door next door, and said, "Knock the door first and ask the family to open the door for you."

Peter didn't dare to knock on the door, it's no wonder Aunt May didn't scream when she saw him like this!

But now he can't take off the hood in front of Cynthia.After thinking for a while, he took out the key from his trouser pocket: "I brought the key, so I can open the door by myself."

Seeing Peter's skillful movement of opening the door, Cynthia thought to herself that this kid is still a habitual offender?Does he often go out and pretend to be a hero?

Peter entered the room and didn't see Aunt May. He breathed a sigh of relief, then poked his head out to look at Cynthia: "Aren't you going home?"

I just watch you pretend!

Peter thought so, and then saw Cynthia smiled, turned the doorknob and walked in.

What? !Is this man really his neighbor? !

Cynthia didn't know that Peter was doubting life outside.

She was looking at the little boy who jumped on her lap, mistaking it for his mother's return, and a man watching TV with his back to the door.

The boy looked about three years old. He raised his head and saw a strange woman. He asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

"Shh," Cynthia put an index finger on her lips, signaling the boy not to disturb his father, and said in a low voice, "I'm a magician, do you want to watch magic tricks?"

The boy stared at him immediately: "I miss my mother, she hasn't come back from get off work yet, can you conjure it?"

I can't figure it out so badly!

Looking at the entrance, she picked up a toy car on the ground.This is a wooden car, a bit in disrepair.

Cynthia: "Is this your car?"

The boy nodded: "Yes, do you like cars too?"

Cynthia: "I like it, but it seems a little old, how about I make you a new one?"

The boy nodded repeatedly, and then he saw that the dilapidated wooden car in the elder sister's hand turned into a cool red metal car!

"Cool!" The boy wanted to shout, but Cynthia quickly pressed his mouth and said in a low voice, "This is a little magic trick. You can tell your mother when she comes back, okay?"

Don't tell Dad now, or she won't have time to run away!

"If you have any little secrets, you need to know how to share them with your parents, but now you miss your mother more, so you can tell your mother, okay? Dad is watching TV, so we won't bother him."

Cynthia didn't stop the little boy from sharing his feelings. After all, such a young child can't hide things from his parents. If something bad happens in the future, he will be guilty.

The boy nodded in understanding.

Cynthia touched his little head: "Then I'll go first, remember to tell mom!"

After all, he opened the teleportation array and walked in.

The boy opened his mouth wide and waited until the teleportation array disappeared before he realized, ran to his father and shouted, "Dad! Look! There is a magician!"

"Huh? What did you say?" The man turned his head, saw the car in the child's hand, and asked in surprise, "When did you get a new car?"

The boy covered his mouth: "I won't tell you, I will tell my mother!"