[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

Before he had time to eat breakfast, he picked up his phone and wallet and hurried out the door. Before starting the car, he called Aunt Mei.

"Hi, Helmut." May answered, her voice sounding weak, and Zemo frowned.

"Hey, May," he said, "I'm sorry, but it's a bit urgent-Peter called me a lot last night, but my phone broke yesterday, and I only saw his message when I woke up this morning. Ask him if he's alright?"

"Oh," May sniffed on the other end of the phone, "he's fine, it's just that Ben—Ben was last night—" May choked up, and Zemo felt ominous.

"Is Ben okay?" he asked hastily.

"Ben... When he came home from the supermarket last night, he met the gangster, and he was shot."

"He..." Zemo hesitated.

"he died."

Zemo lost his voice, but he quickly got it back. "Sorry, May," he said, "I'm sorry to hear that."

"Yes, we—we're all very sad." May said, her voice was intermittent, she kept sniffling, making her tone more natural, "Ben is a very good person, he shouldn't have suffered this. "

"I'm sorry, Mei, please feel sorry for me." Zemo said, "Ben would not want you to be too sad, he must want you to continue to live happily."

"Yes, he is such a nice and cheerful person." Mei sighed, "Why did God choose him?"

"Good people return to God's side, while evil people will eventually go to hell." Zemo said.

After a moment of silence, he said, "If you need any help, I live next door and I can come over anytime."

"Thanks, Helmut," May said, "you're a good man, and Ben and I were right."

The second Zemo hung up the phone, he stepped on the gas pedal and rushed straight to Peter's school.

-

Peter lost his dear uncle last night.

Because of his timidity and irrelevant thoughts, he let a thief steal in the supermarket, and when the shopkeeper chased him out, his uncle tried to stop the thief, and then his uncle died under the thief's gun.

He is a coward, a coward, a most disgusting,

The most disgusting person, he killed his uncle, he should have stopped the thief, stopped the tragedy, he had super speed, super strength - but he didn't.

Because he is a coward.

He watched Uncle Ben lose his breath in front of him, blood stained his hands, remorse and hatred swept over him with grief and anger.

He went home, he wanted to cry, he wanted to lock himself in his room and yell at himself, he wanted to jump off the top floor and he wouldn't die even if he knew it.But he didn't do any of them, his eyes were red, and he didn't make a sound, because he didn't want Aunt Mei to worry, Aunt Mei had already endured enough, and he couldn't add to her burden.

He put away the piece of paper on which the suspect's portrait was drawn, and returned to his room, letting his tears flow—but he still didn't make a sound, and Aunt May would hear it.

He avoided thinking about Uncle Ben, it was too painful, he was still a coward he couldn't face.His mistakes, his remorse, and his hatred pressed him to the point of suffocation. He grabbed his mobile phone like he was grabbing driftwood on a swift river.He thought of Mr. Zemo who hadn't come tonight. He didn't know what happened. Mr. Zemo didn't tell him, but he didn't show up. He wondered if something happened, or Mr. Zemo just didn't want to come. .He doesn't know, he doesn't know anything, he's an idiot, he's useless, he can't get along with his classmates at school, he has to rely on Mr. Zemo to make things right when he's bullied, he can't help at home, he's a blah blah blah Like a sparrow, maybe he has been bored long ago——

But he wants to talk to Mr. Zemo, maybe Mr. Zemo will not want to talk to him, it is very likely that Mr. Zemo does not want to, but he just wants to speak out, he wants to express his sadness, regret, what will Mr. Zemo do? I don't think he knows, maybe he thinks that Peter Parker is really a useless stupid kid, immature, impulsive, disgusting, talkative, but he doesn't want to care about it, he can't let Aunt May worry, he wants to find someone, Maybe comfort him, maybe just listen to him...

He dialed Zemo's number.

No one answered.

He changed it to a text message.

"Mr. Zemo, are you there?"

no reply.

"Mr. Zemo?"

no reply.

Called, no one answered.

"Mr. Zemo, are you there?"

"Mr. Zemo, isn't it convenient for you now?"

"But you should be off work."

"Mr. Zemo, I have something very urgent."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zemo."

"Does Mr. Zemo think I'm annoying?"

"Mr. Zemo, at least text back if you see it."

"Mr. Zemo."

"Mr. Zemo."

"Mr. Zemo."

"Mr. Zemo, I'm sorry, but can you take my call?"

"Mr. Zemo, I'm so sad."

"Mr. Zemo, I think I'm a nuisance, and so do you, don't you?"

……

No one replied, no one answered, as if the opposite of the phone was air instead of a person.

Peter finally gave up. Holding the phone, he felt tears pouring out, his mouth was dry, and his throat felt as if it was burned, but these were nothing compared to the pain in his heart.

There is no one to comfort you, Peter Parker, he said to himself, you have to bear the consequences of what you have done yourself, look what you have done, what a fool you are, why do you want someone to comfort you.

The next day, he went to school in silence. He kept silent at school. Even Ned only responded politely to Ned's comfort, knowing that he didn't want to be disturbed, and Ned didn't understand. Walk with him again.The classmates coming and going cast him a look of pity or sympathy, and he avoided those looks.

Don't, he thought, don't pity me, I don't need it.

When he opened his closet, he felt a person coming from behind, and he knew it was Franche. He took a deep breath to avoid his irritability from bursting out and hurting others: "Franche, don't mess with me today."

Francher's hand still came forward and patted him.

He exploded in an instant, turned around and pulled Francher by his collar and pressed him against the wall viciously. "I said," he lowered his voice, "don't mess with me."

Franche was a little flustered, but still held on, looked into Peter's eyes and said calmly: "I heard about your uncle, I just want to say my condolences, I know how it feels." Franche's voice changed It was low, getting deeper, but Peter didn't know it, he seemed to hear nothing.

Peter couldn't help it suddenly, he let go of Francher's hand, and the latter slipped to the ground immediately, he turned his head and wanted to leave, he gritted his teeth and controlled his breathing to prevent himself from crying on the spot.At this time, a person hurriedly ran up to him, he stopped, and just wanted him to get out of the way, when he looked up and saw Zemo's anxious face.

"Hey, Peter, yesterday my phone broke and I couldn't receive any messages, so I didn't see your text messages and calls. I heard about Ben, I'm sorry." Zemo paused, and he held out his hand, Wanting to hug Peter, "I know this feeling, I do."