[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

When Zemo wakes up, he doesn't think his sobriety is a good thing, because he realizes after tens of seconds that the point of his sobriety is only to make him realize that he is about to die.

Zemo had never been this close to the word before, he had been wounded, he had been trapped, he had imagined this scenario countless times.In fact, even though he didn't really realize it at the time, he did think of such a method of death.Being crushed under the rubble, there is only faint light and cement fragments and ashes in front of his eyes, but he has not imagined some details. He was shot in the abdomen, and every breath brought tearing pain. A few of them were broken, and only his hands could move, but he tried to push the cement board on his body, and the more severe pain caused his hands to collapse immediately. Zemo felt that his whole body was screaming death at him , his mind resisted, but to no avail.

He got his sanity to work again, which was difficult in the excruciating pain, and he thought of calling the police for help and others to come to his rescue, but this was immediately vetoed.It was too late to call the police, the nearest police station was a 15-minute drive away, and by then, either from lack of oxygen or from excessive blood loss, he was already dead.He can last a few more minutes, 15 minutes is definitely not enough, life is passing in him, Zemo thought, the most ironic thing is that when he realized that he didn't want to die, he just walked into the arms of death instead.

He remembered a movie he saw with Maria when he was in Sokovia, it seemed to be called a single man or something, the ending of the story was strikingly similar to his current situation, a university who lost his partner The professor was about to commit suicide. The day before he committed suicide, he met a young man. The young man seemed to like him. Zemo thought, chatted with him constantly, and finally chased him to his home, went to the pub with the professor, drank beer, and later the professor As if he felt the freshness of life again because of him, the professor put away his gun, and then, the professor suffered a heart attack and died.

It was a dramatic reversal, Zemo thought, his head not as clear as it used to be, wondering what the young man would think, what Peter would think.

He is going to die.Zemo thought, he misses Maria, he misses his father, he misses the shadow of William bouncing around in the yard, but they're gone, Zemo's breathing quickens because of the pain, but he still misses Peter, Peter is still living in the United States. He doesn't know how Peter is doing now, because he hasn't seen the news of Spider-Man these days, but he knows that Peter is still alive somewhere, he hasn't rotted underground, Zemo is still Can see him, touch him, hug him, Zemo can still hear him.

Zemo wanted to hear his voice.Maybe Peter is the only person he can touch now, who can bring him warmth and reassure him.

So he tried to move his hands, and every movement brought pain, which spread from the joints of the movement to the heart to all parts of the body, but he gritted his teeth and kept himself going. He touched the phone and put it on the In front of him, the battery of the mobile phone was still half full. Zemo didn't pass out for a few minutes, he pressed the string of numbers.

He didn't write it down deliberately, but the string of numbers seemed to have been engraved into his mind. He pressed them one by one and saw his hands trembling.

He pressed the green button to put the phone on speaker, and raised it to his ear with no more effort.

Peter felt the vibration of the mobile phone in his trouser pocket. He frowned, wondering who would call him during class. He took the mobile phone out of his pocket and took a look, and saw that the caller ID read: unknown number, from the UK London.

He felt that his breathing was stagnant, London, England?Will it be Mr. Zemo?Or the staff of S.H.I.E.L.D.?Impossible, the staff of S.H.I.E.L.D. will inform Mr. Stark first if they know anything... He didn't dare to think too much, and immediately shrank under the table, pretending to pick up something, and connected the phone.

"Hello." He said cautiously.

"...Hello, Peter." He waited more than ten seconds before hearing Zemo's voice.

Peter blinked, gripped the phone tightly, got up immediately, and ran out of the classroom regardless of the teacher's yelling.

"Mr. Zemo, no—how are you, Mr. Zemo?" He asked as he walked quickly, feeling his stomach being grabbed by something, Zemo's voice frightened him, so weak, he He must have been seriously injured, a very serious injury, if it was just an ordinary wound, he could bear it completely, and he would definitely not show anything unusual, but such obvious unsteady breathing and weakness-Peter felt his nose sore, he was too anxious , he now wants to be with Zemo to protect him, but he can't do anything.

"It's nothing." Zemo subconsciously said, "It's just, you know, I just want to hear your voice. It's good that you're still alive."

Peter felt his tears streaming down, he kept running, and said while running, "What's the matter with you, Mr. Zemo, where are you, are you okay? Don't tell me what's the matter with you, I'm not A three-year-old kid!" He roared, still running wildly towards the direction of the Avengers Building.

"I'm overwhelmed." Zemo paused, trying to say the next sentence, "I'm probably going to die, Peter, talk more, I can only hear your voice."

Peter sat on the edge of the roof. He seemed to have lost the strength to run. He touched his face and found that his hands were full of tears.

"Where are you."

"London, under the factory."

Peter started running again, he couldn't give up like this, he had to find someone who could help.

"Which factory? Someone will come to your rescue, Mister Stark will definitely send someone..."

"Don't waste your efforts, Peter." Zemo said, "If I could, I would call the police myself. No one can save me."

"No," Peter cried as he ran, "no no no no no no..."

"Peter," Zemo said, "say something else."

"No, you can't die." Peter said, "You haven't said you like me, you said you'd wait for me to grow up, you can't be a liar anymore, you can't lie to me that I love you... "Peter found that he couldn't say anything anymore. He realized that Zemo was really going to die. What Zemo said, he was determined to let Zemo take it back came true.

He reached the Avengers Tower, no one could stop him, he just covered his head and rushed upstairs.

"I don't want to be a liar, just like I don't want to leave them, and I don't want to leave the world now," Zemo said. "But the world always runs counter to our ideas."

Zemo closed his eyes, he was too tired and wanted to rest for a while.He knew he might not wake up, but he really wanted to rest, he was so tired.