[Comprehensive British and American] Gotham X King's Thoughts

Gwen didn't panic when she was hung on the tower, but she knew it was useless, so the daughter of Stacey, the former New York police chief, tried her best to keep calm and not hold back Spider-Man.

When she fell, Gwen even wondered what would happen to her uncle, aunt Arthur and Nancy when they heard the news?

Is Peter always as scary as he is now every time he flies in the air?It's a pity that uncle and aunt haven't seen that they have received the admission notice from Imperial College...

"No, no, no," Peter said, throwing the beaten half-dead Norman, hurry up, hurry up, you can be Spider-Man, you can save Gwen, "No, no, no!"

If she dies, it is due to your carelessness.

Peter spurned himself, and he wanted to scratch the wall with his hand on the wall. The young man didn't care about his injuries and pain at all. He only wanted the girl who was in danger because of his identity leaked, and even lost her life.

He loves her so he approaches her, he loves her so he leaves her.

I can save her, the lip under Spider-Man's mask is bleeding, she is in disaster because of me.

She is my responsibility.

Peter jumped down.

Gwen's face is reflected in his pair of eyepieces modified by Dick. Time seems to pass slowly. Even Spider-Man can't change the laws of physics. He can only shoot spider silk from his wrist to save Gwen who is falling into the abyss. .

When the spider web was attached to Gwen's belly, time seemed to speed up again. Peter saw Gwen's beautiful blue eyes slightly closed, and he saw the blond hair blowing in the air and falling on Gwen's pale face. on the face.

For a second Peter hated the physics he had learned so well, why did he have to calculate so fast in his head, why did he...

He can't save Gwen...

All Peter could see were the closed eyes of the blond girl.

He heard a muffled sound.

"... Dick?"

Peter stuck the thread to a beam and jumped off.He was only three meters away from the two people stacked there, but he dared not take a step closer.

"...Gwen?"

Neither of the two men responded to him.

"Dick! Gwen!" Peter tried to touch his boy and girl with trembling hands.

Why did Dick come here?Why did Dick come here? !Will he lose two people?Will he lose the two brightest lights in his life?

"Cough, cough, cough," he heard a low and painful voice, but this voice pulled half of Peter's soul from hell to heaven, "You seem to be calling your soul."

Peter staggered over, and Dick slowly slid out from under Gwen.

He seemed a little funny, his pair of arms that flexibly played with the stick like a snake was hanging on his shoulders like a rubber bag that had been removed from its support.

Grinning, Dick kicked his legs and moved out like a worm: "My God, or Rao, or Zeus, I think my hands are useless."

He turned his head to look at Peter, who was kneeling beside him and took off his hood, and found that Peter was trembling as if he had a fever. Peter's eyes were empty, his lips were bloody, and his cheeks that usually had some lovely freckles At this time, it is as white as paper.

"Peter," Dick gritted his teeth and placed his head on Gwen's chest, then kicked the spider kneeling beside him, "If you don't want this girl to really sleep in the cemetery, I advise you You hurry up."

Peter didn't seem to understand what was going on at first, but soon his eyes lit up amazingly, the spider's hearing is much better than Robin's, and when he came out of the great sorrow, he heard the 3rd from the bottom of the tower Although weak, there is still a heartbeat.

Dick clenched his teeth and tried to stop his wailing: "There may be a broken bone. I even doubt whether she will be able to stand up in the future, but fortunately she is still alive... Don't touch her casually! Have you eaten the first aid manual!"

Peter is at a loss now like a three-year-old child.

"Matt is behind, please call the emergency number now, don't reset her easily... I know what to do, but I can't do it now, go to the steel bar over there to see if I can fix it easily, put me Take off her cloak to keep her warm...Peter! Quick!"

Amidst Dick's roar, Spider-Man's soul finally returned to its place. After finishing everything like a puppet, he reached out and stroked Gwen's now cold face, trying to give her warmth.

"It'sokay, it'sokay," Dick staggered to his feet and leaned against Peter. "She's alive and well, isn't she?"

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Gwen Stacy survived this disaster, but she has already died in Peter's heart. When Peter stood outside the ward and saw Gwen lying quietly on the bed and dying, it seemed that his own world As pale as that ward.

Gwen couldn't stand up.

She is only 18 years old, she is gentle and beautiful, smart and lively, she is the school girl in the school, she is the center of the crowd, she is about to get the admission notice of Imperial College, her radiant life has just begun.

Everything is ruined.

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Peter heard the sound of the cane.

He looked up, and it was Matt who came to him with flowers in his hands.

"Are you sad?" Matt's voice was soft, "What a waste do you think you are?"

Peter didn't speak.

"You think you can do a lot, how powerful Spider-Man is, he seems to be able to hold up the whole world, he is the savior of New York, isn't he? But you can't save her, you find that you are not omnipotent."

"Stop it, Matt... stop it."

The lawyer's broad palm pressed the young man's thin back: "You should go and see Dick, you have been here for a day."

Peter's bloodshot eyes stared at Matt - but Matt said he couldn't see.

Mr. Lawyer was still as personable and calm as he was in court: "You should go and see Dick."

Peter was still watching Gwen sink into the whiteness.

Matt's hand got harder: "Peter, go see Dick."

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Dick sat awake on the hospital bed and fed himself Double Skin Milk with a spoon in his mouth.

When Peter came in, he put his spoon until night before greeting him with a smile: "Hey, are you here?"

Matt also came in after Peter. He arranged a bunch of sunflowers in his arms and put them in a vase beside the bed: "The boss said it was a beautiful golden color. I smelled its sunflower fragrance. It should be very beautiful. How do you like it?"

"This color is so good," Dick felt very pleasantly surprised. He always had a good grasp of how to talk about color and beauty with a blind man when he got along with Matt. He was not overly cautious but also full of consideration. Picking out such a vibrant flower, I can almost smell the sunflower field here."

"Dick," Peter's lips trembled, now that he had seen the medical record on Robin's bedside, "is this true?"

Quiet the ward full of sunny smiles and sunflowers, Dick still smiled brightly as if nothing happened: "What?"

"Broken bones in both of your hands—even with the best recovery, you can't...you can't fly in the sky anymore, right!"

Not only can't fly in the sky, even if the recovery is the best in the case, it's just able to write.

"I don't think it will affect my admission to college," Dick snapped his toes, he tilted his head, the smile on his face remained unchanged, "I told Matt that I wanted to be an excellent graduate of the law department like him , it doesn't affect me being like Matt..."

"But!" Since Gwen's fall at night, the boulders that weighed on Peter's heart one after another responded that he was now on the verge of collapse, "But your life is ruined!"

"But I saved two people," Dick said softly. "I saved a girl's life and the soul of my best friend."

Dick raised his chin and motioned for Peter to come over. The brown-haired boy hesitated for a moment and sat down beside the hospital bed.

Dick pressed his forehead to Peter's forehead, his blue eyes drowning Peter softly: "Smile."

He said that he had a beautiful smile like the sunflower next to him.

Peter felt that the gray world in his eyes was gradually lit up with this smile.

"It's going to be okay, Peter, it's going to be okay, take a deep breath with me."

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Dick sighed helplessly. He blinked his slender eyelashes knowing that the blind man on the opposite side couldn't see, so he could only ask, "Why did you move so fast?"

Attorney Matt, who had knocked the little spider unconscious with a knife, shrugged. The tall man carried the little spider to the sofa beside him like a kitten, and helped cover him with the quilt.

"As if if you could move your hands, you wouldn't be able to."

"That's what you said, can't you be lighter?"

"You still consider whether my movements are light or not. According to Peter's physique, if it wasn't because he didn't close his eyes for too long." Matt was a little annoyed, "I'm afraid he won't be able to punch me with a backhand and vomit blood."

"Phew, it's too hard for Peter," Dick said in a low voice, "he'll take all of this on himself, thinking that both me and Gwen are his fault... It's a good thing Gwen didn't die , I'm afraid he won't be able to come out."

"What about you?" Matt asked. "What about you? Your hands aren't what they were last time. The shock to your joints means you can't even lift a bucket of water now. You'll be able to open a bottle when you're better." Cover?!"

"Isn't there still you here?" Dick said with a playful smile, "you saved Gwen's life no matter what."

"...up to you," Matt was thinking in his heart that maybe Master Gunsou had a way, the mysterious Dongfang had a great deal of support for Dieda.