[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

"He's my friend." Harry said, also looking at the portrait on the phone, "It's charming, isn't it?"

"Friend?" Peter asked back. He tried not to look strange, so he laughed. "Oh, he is indeed handsome, but he doesn't look like our peers."

"Yeah, he's ten years older than me, if I'm not mistaken." Harry laughed. "I kind of like him."

Peter clenched his hand, he heard his heart beating violently, his blood was rushing, anger, fear and doubt filled his chest, and he had to pretend nothing happened——

"Oh, you like men?" he said. "Harry, I'm so surprised that you've been in love with Isabella, the prettiest in our class, before."

"Are you cold?" Harry asked suspiciously, and Peter's tone sounded a little trembling abnormally to him.

"One thing, it's better now." Peter said, he tightened his coat, "What's going on?"

"Isabella?" Harry recalled, before laughing. "It was just childish vanity - oh, I'm awesome, I dated the prettiest girls. That's not liking."

"So you seriously like him?" Peter asked. "What's his name?"

"Maybe." Harry said, "his name is Aaron Vidic, I think I really like him, real love, that kind of feeling is not like any love I have had before, but between me and him There are some obstacles in time - let's not talk about this, how about you? Is there anyone you like?"

Peter took a deep breath, his smile the same as always—"Yeah," he said, "and—don't take it too coincidental when I say this, it's a man I like."

"Oh," Harry said, "Boy Peter, you're really surprising me now. You've been a tech guy since you were a kid!"

"I don't know." Peter shrugged, feeling like he was crying when he laughed, "Maybe it's just that I fell in love with someone, and it just so happened that he was a man. This kind of thing is sometimes weird."

"What about him? What kind of person is he?" Harry asked curiously, "I can make you like it, let me guess—is he a particularly powerful, genius-like character, and very courageous?"

Peter blinked. It was true that he was very forceful, but a genius-like character-it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.So he was surprised: "Wow, how do you know?"

"Because our soft little Peter needs to complement each other. Another boy who is as soft as you, I can't imagine how you get along." Harry smiled sideways, "So, what is he like? what name?"

Peter remembered what the Black Widow said, maybe S.H.I.E.L.D. has contacted Osborn, and Harry may have heard of the name—part of the reason he came to Harry was because he wanted to learn from him Zemo's news, it just wasn't as disturbing as the ones he'd gotten.

"His name is Andre," Peter said. "My neighbor, but he moved away recently. I miss him a lot."

"Are you still in touch?" Harry asked.

"Contact often," Peter said, comforting himself that sending messages and searching unilaterally is also a form of contact, "What about you? Is Aaron still by your side now?"

"No," Harry said, "he's not by my side. Originally, he and I came to the United States together, but he separated from me as soon as he came. I still keep in touch with him, but he doesn't pay much attention to me. "The existence of Aaron Vidic can be shared with Peter, but Harry doesn't say where he is now so easily.

"Wow, that's such a pity." Peter said dryly. At this time, he should let Harry work hard to pursue love or his own happiness, but when he thought of who Harry liked, he knew that he was absolutely He couldn't say that - he was already very calm now that he didn't keep asking where Halizamo was.

"It means I have to work harder," Harry said.

No, don't think about it, you can't help it no matter how hard you work, Peter thought, he belongs to me, Helmut Zemo belongs to Peter Parker, or if it belongs to Spiderman, it's not your turn.

"You have to work harder, little Peter." Harry patted Peter on the shoulder, he laughed, and Peter followed suit half a second later, but his heart was cold.

He and Harry walked by the river for half an hour and exchanged contact information before breaking up. Harry and his relationship were still as good as they were when they were children, but something kept choking Peter's heart-damn, he thought , Damn it, why did the group of hydra want the potion from Osborn Enterprises and kidnap Harry, wouldn't they grab it by themselves?Well now, Mr. Zemo rescued Harry, and Harry fell in love with him, just like those vulgar novels.Oh shit.

There were more foul words coming out of Peter's heart this afternoon than in the previous year. He told himself to calm down, it's okay, Mr. Zemo may have separated from Harry now, and he has to trust Mr. Zemo, Harry is indeed handsome and rich, but Mr. Zemo can't care about these, he has to believe that Mr. Zemo will eventually return to him——

Go fuck believe it.As he stood on the bus platform, Peter saw a clear path in his jumbled thoughts—fuck it, Mr. Zemo is no longer in the UK but in the US, and even if he believed Mr. Zemo, he would Do you want to sit there and wait for Mr. Zemo to drop him a kiss from the sky?Now he has to do it himself, which is what a mature man should do.

First, he went to find SHIELD. In SHIELD, he talked to the agent in charge of tracking Zemo about the fact that Harry and Zemo arrived in the United States together-"Oh, I knew it." The agent flipped angrily He rolled his eyes, "That guy must be lying, what? He disappeared immediately after being rescued, and his whereabouts are unknown? The devil would believe his words. Isn't it because he is Osborn's young master that S.H.I.E.L.D. can't interrogate him? Ha."

"But he said that Mr. Zemo came to the United States with him, and then separated from him-Mr. Zemo was seriously injured," Peter frowned. "How can he still act alone?"

And the Mr. Zemo he saw in Harry's painting is also completely healthy, with no scars on his face, and no signs of pain or injury. This is the same as the Mr. Zemo he knew was crushed under the rubble and died The rescued information did not match.

The author has something to say: I feel that now I am divided into two extremes——

On the one hand, I am keen on the analysis of human nature, the influence of a person's experience on him and the changes in his personality and external manifestations caused by his own reasons.Fascinated by the complexity of human nature, I hope to calm down to study something, observe quietly, and perceive the emotions revealed in books, songs, and real speech.I care about the communication between people's hearts.

On the other hand - Fuck Zemo!Fuck crying Zemo is big!Nothing else matters!Whoever feeds Zemo's meat is my father!Fuck Zemo is big!Tied him to the bed by the pipe and tentacle bound!Meat! ! ! !

Well, let me emphasize that I am a simple person.