[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

Peter didn't answer him again, because of the players' disputes, the school started to organize the students to leave the stadium.After leaving the basketball court, Peter said to Ned, "I confessed to someone."

"Traitor." Ned said angrily, "Did she agree?"

"I don't know." Peter said, "No reply."

"That's not too bad, it means you still have hope, buddy. After all, some girls reject it as soon as they come up—is it Gwen?" Ned began to gossip, and he nervously glanced at Gwen in the distance. Wen, Gwen greeted them - but Ned was convinced it was only Peter - with a smile.

Peter also waved with Gwen, smiled and said to Ned, "No."

"Not Gwen?" Ned was taken aback. "Dude, have you ever had contact with other girls behind my back?"

Peter struggled for a moment: "I'm sorry, Ned, but I can't tell you. I can only tell you, not anyone from our school."

Ned was stunned, he took a few steps like a machine, then immediately took Peter's arm and walked out of the crowd, until he reached a place where there was no one, Ned asked nervously: "Listen buddy, Don't do anything stupid."

Peter felt a little out of step with Ned's brain circuits.

"what?"

"What the Law on the Protection of Minors says is that, no matter whether the two parties take the initiative or not, once there is a relationship, the adult party is considered a crime." Ned said clearly, "Don't do something stupid."

Peter reacted, the red spread from his cheeks to his neck. "What are you thinking!" He said, with a hint of embarrassment, "I just confessed! And you—" He lowered his voice, "How do you know?"

"I'm not blind." This is the second time Ned said this today. "You look at him with abnormal eyes at all, especially when you see Gwen's friends leave their phone numbers. unusual."

Peter breathed a sigh of relief: "Then you...do you have any opinions?"

"Yes," Ned said categorically, "you're not going to flirt with a good girl like Gwen, but you actually flirt with a man, although he is indeed very exciting, powerful, and cool. But in my opinion, being a lover Better still, Gwen."

"That means I have no objection." Peter said directly, knowing the habits of his best friend.

"What can I say about your liking a man," said Ned, "and gave me your share of the girls. But I must say, I don't think Helmut is interested in you."

"I don't know either," Peter said. He was a little lost, leaning his back against the big tree on the lawn, and lowered his head. "He doesn't look angry, though."

"Maybe he's just afraid of hurting you." Ned said, he knew it was a bit cruel, but he really didn't like the relationship between Peter and Zemo. "But young people." Seeing Peter's sad face, he cheered up, and patted Peter's shoulder vigorously, "I just have to fight! The worst thing is to lose love. If you are a hero, you will know how to start all over again!"

After a pause, Ned said, "But even if it succeeds, you still have to remember the article in the Law on the Protection of Minors..."

"Enough Ned," Peter said with a stop gesture, "I'm not that stupid, okay?"

After returning home, Peter saw Zemo's car at the gate of Zemo's house, which meant that he had gone home, and Peter felt his breathing began to quicken again-it's okay, he thought, and he would go to Zemo after dinner Let's talk about Mr. Mo.

However, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Mr. Zemo.The other party was in the kitchen, wearing oven gloves to take something out of the oven.His expression froze when he was about to say hello, and his voice was stuck in his throat.

Instead, Zemo saw him first and said hello. "Hey, Peter," he said.

"Hey... hey," Peter stammered.

"May went to the supermarket, and I won't be back until later." Zemo said as he took off his gloves. He glanced at Peter who was still standing there, and couldn't help but smile. "Go sit on the sofa and let's talk."

Panic struck, and Peter realized that he had flinched shamefully. He shook his head slightly, "I still have homework..."

Zemo sat on the couch and looked at him.Peter took a few deep breaths, gathered his courage again, and sat beside Zemo.

He was tense, he felt uncomfortable, his heart was beating faster and faster, and he could hear a part of his mind crying—at least not so cruelly.

"Peter," Zemo said, "you're two years away from coming of age."

Peter turned his head to look at Zemo, suppressing the thoughts that kept popping up in his heart.Hearing what happened next, he told himself, Mr. Zemo didn't necessarily want to reject you on the grounds that you were underage.

"Your thoughts may be immature. You are still young, and there will be many variables in the future. I am not unwilling to admit your feelings. I promise you that the day you become an adult, if you have not changed your mind, I will Back to you. Until then, we're just neighbors, okay?" Zemo also turned his head to stare at Peter, which made him look sincere.

He estimated that only he himself knew that this was an impossible promise. Peter would soon be 17 years old, and a year later, let alone whether he was in New York, he was not even sure whether he would still be alive.

"Do you love me then?" Peter asked.

"I'll answer you when you're an adult," Zemo insisted.

Peter's mind was in turmoil.

Yes, he knew, Zemo didn't explicitly reject him.On the other hand, a promise may have been made, the truth of which Peter doubted.

Will Mr. Zemo still be here a year from now?

But this shouldn't be Peter Parker's problem. In his heart, Mr. Zemo is an immigrant from Sokovia and will definitely stay in New York.But as Spider-Man, Peter knows that all of Zemo's actions are for the selected mission, and after completing the mission in New York, he will rush to the next mission.

This is just a delaying tactic, Mr. Zemo, Helmut Zemo has no intention of responding to him at all.

"Why not now?" Peter asked.

"You're still young," Zemo said, "too young to bear these things, Peter, I'm not avoiding you, I just want to give you a chance."

Peter wanted to ask if he would leave here within a year and cut off contact with him, but this shouldn't be a question for Peter Parker to ask.

But maybe he really is still here a year later...

Don't be stupid, Peter told himself, sober up.Mr. Zemo is a nice guy, he doesn't want to hurt you, so he wants you to think that maybe he likes you, but it's not easy to admit it because you're underage, and he doesn't want to make you sad.He has no idea that you are Spider-Man, and he has no idea that his little calculations are useless.

"Okay," Peter said, making himself happy—or at least looking happy. "I'll wait until I'm an adult." He smiled at Zemo. "Can I still hug you?"

Zemo agreed.