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

When Peter woke up, his spider-enhanced self-healing powers left him without a sore neck.

"Matt!" He remembered what the lawyer had done to him.

"Are you awake?" Dick was still lying on the bed, he saw the little spider almost bouncing up from the bed sofa, "How did you sleep?"

The setting sun outside the window shone on Dick, and his pretty face seemed to be covered with a layer of gold. Peter felt that his mind was much clearer. He walked up to Dick and sat down, picking up the book in his hand.

"How the Steel Was Tempered...is this a Soviet book?"

"Hmm," Dick turned his body slightly, "do you want to watch it with me?"

"...No."

"Peter," Dick said softly, "don't be sad, you're doing the right thing."

"I know," Peter said, looking a little vulnerable as he ran his hands through his shaggy brown hair, "I just think I'm sometimes too proud and sometimes too incompetent."

"When you realize that, it means you're not as bad as you say you are."

"I just... just regret it." And regret it for the rest of my life. This is the life that Peter has almost lost since he became a superhero, or in his opinion, he completely ruined Gwen. To save Gwen's life.

"Are you regretting that you didn't save Gwen?" Dick's voice was as soft as a burning cloud in the sky, "but she's still alive now."

"But I have done her irreparable harm."

"So do you regret being Spider-Man?"

When Dick asked the question, many images flashed through Peter's mind - the pain in the neck in Osborn's pavilion, Uncle Ben's dead body, the first time he jumped from the Empire State Building, Connor The way Dr. Stacy fell, Director Stacy died in his arms...

As well as the mentors and brothers by my side, the times when friends and partner Dick appeared to paint Spider-Man's life with bright and bright colors like sunflowers.

This Robin bird from another world broke its wings because of himself.

Thinking of this, Peter even trembled uncontrollably: "I...I might..."

Dick sighed softly. When he first met Spider-Man, he felt that this kid might not be able to compare with himself in chatter. If Batman described him as a chirping bird is a big talker, then Spider-Man can It's an amazing talker.

But the bright-feathered bird who grew up in the darkness of Gotham quickly realizes the boy's fragility beneath this happy facade.

Peter's stubbornness is even comparable to his own teacher Bruce, and they have exactly the same energy to take responsibility on themselves.

Dick even thought of Bruce who fired him for the first time. Later, he didn't even need Affleck to point it out. Dick could think of how long Bruce had stood outside the window looking at the scarred him that night.

It's the same with Peter now, he sees himself as his responsibility, but unlike Bruce, what Bruce wants to do is fire Robin, what Peter would do is deny himself.

"The most precious thing for human beings is life, and there is only one life." Dick suddenly talked about the words in the book "How Steel Was Tempered" he was flipping through just now, "Now we are all alive. There are changes, Peter."

Dick noticed that Peter's expression relaxed a little, but soon fell into another kind of sadness.

Maybe he thought of Uncle Ben who died under the gun.

"When he recalls the past, he won't be ashamed of wasting his life, and he won't be ashamed of being inactive." Dick knew Stacey, and Gwen was the daughter of the New York Police Commissioner. Girl, this girl is very similar to Barbara in many ways. The warrior spirit they inherited from their upright and brave righteous knight father is as shining as these two girls.

"Peter, what you did is that you didn't waste your time, and you didn't waste your ability. You will have a clear conscience about this. And Gwen, Peter, let's wait for her to wake up together, shall we?"

Peter looked at Dick under the brilliant sunlight, maybe he was really a Robin bird, or a blue bird.

"Dick."

"Ok?"

"It is nice to meet you."

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When Gwen woke up, she had no idea that she would be able to wake up-she thought at the time that she was going to be thrown to a broken spine, so when Gwen realized that she had completely lost consciousness from the waist down, although her heart was shaking It was excruciatingly painful, but it took her just over a minute to accept the fact.

Then she saw the boy standing outside the door of the ward.

"Peter..." Gwen's voice was too low to be heard, but Spider-Man, who was always paying attention to the blonde girl, couldn't hear it.

Still groggy, Gwen noticed the sad haggard look on Peter's face, and the thick dark circles under his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Her voice was still too low to be heard.

Peter bit his left hand excitedly, and he nodded suddenly: "I'm fine!"

Dick carefully moved his plastered hands, and tiptoed to Wenger, who was still in the ward, shaking his head violently: "I'm fine, too!"

Both teenagers smiled when they saw Gwen lying on the pale hospital bed.

"Peter."

"Ok?"

"We should have informed the Stacys first, they should be very worried about their niece."

"Ah."

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When Gwen was discharged from the hospital, the plaster cast on Dick's arm had been removed. This was the first time that Peter's best male friend and female friend officially met.

"Thank you for saving me at that time." The noon sun outside the hospital was shining brightly on the young man, "Thank you very much."

"That's what I should do," Dick would occasionally say hello to Gwen these days - I have to say that this girl is really similar to Barbara, and the bravery and perseverance in them is Dick's favorite place, "It's not so bad now, is it?"

Peter opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, he didn't know how to face the girl who lost those legs, and he didn't know why Dick said it so generously.

But Gwen didn't feel offended at all, she even followed Dick's words: "I think it's not bad, I tried it, and this wheelchair produced by Stark is better, I wonder if I can buy their upgraded version , but still short of money."

"Stark's one can spell an upgraded version of the rocket gun below... Are you going to use it to deal with the Green Goblin?" Dick began to turn to the high-tech product launch conference.

And Gwen, who was originally a top student who was researching drones, obviously also liked this topic: "I prefer its levitating design..."

Pushing the wheelchair, Peter listened to Gwen chatting with Dick. He felt that the sun at noon today was really strong, and it melted a layer of ice in his heart.

But the journey was not very long. Dick and Gwen just talked about "should we use a new type of internal combustion engine or an electric motor?" and pushed them to the door of the hospital.

Gwen stopped her chatter. The blond girl didn't become pale and thin because she was lying on the hospital bed these days, and she took good care of herself.

"Peter," said the sheriff's daughter, "you're a hero, you've done a great job, and I'm so proud of you."

"But I..."

"But you saved 103 innocent civilians, and the gang network you cut off saved thousands of innocent students who might be facing drugs." Gwen's blue eyes were soft and firm.

"Peter, I'm still alive, and I can continue to go to Imperial College of Technology to continue my dream, and now that technology is getting better day by day, it's not impossible for me to stand up...Maybe I'll be bitten by a spider someday?"

"Peter, you are a hero, you are worthy of us."

Peter fell into another pair of blue eyes: "Yes, Peter, our pride."

Finally, Gwen pressed the electric button on her wheelchair, and drove towards the RV driven by her uncle and aunt like riding a little donkey. The girl waved her left hand: "Dick, I really wish I could be in the empire." The Faculty of Law at the Polytechnic University sees you!"

"I will work hard!"

When Dick finally heaved a sigh of relief and stopped shaking his head as a wave, he saw Peter with bright eyes.

"what's wrong?"

"Are you going to Imperial College?"

"Well, it was recommended by Matt. He said that the best university is Columbia University, but if you stay in New York, according to him, Imperial College's law department is just barely... I know, which means it's not bad. "

I can't see that you are level 10 in Matt.Peter gestured with his eyes.

Dick shrugged. What is this?You know Matt is actually very soft, what is the best thing about Dick?Of course it's his bat language level 10 - no one can match it except Ah Fu, and neither can Dalan.

"Then I will work hard!"

"Work hard for what? Try hard to apply to Harvard? Don't think I didn't read your transcript."

"Try to get a full scholarship," Peter is now finally out of the I'm sorry Dick, I'm sorry Gwen, I'm sorry the world's tangled horny thinking, he's stuck in the daily routine of how much this is, how much is that, how much do I have left The daily life of a poor ghost with only [-] yuan, "You must know that Aunt Mei is working very hard now, and going to college is very expensive!"

How much does the Bugle Daily pay for its part-time job?If it weren't for Peter's exclusive shooting skills for Spider-Man, he would have been scolded and kicked out by the editor-in-chief long ago.

Aunt May now has to go to nurse training at night for him and then go to work the night shift. Peter sometimes hates his excellent eyesight.

"I think you can do it." Dick rubbed Peter's head, messing up Peter's brown hair with his own black hair, "Parker, the top student."

"Hey! Get in the car, my two little buddies!" Lawyer Ma's car was driven by Fudge, "To celebrate Dick's discharge from the hospital, I'll take you out for a good meal today!"

Peter and Dick looked at each other, and the two teenagers who were only 18 years old slowly raised the corners of their mouths: "Okay!"

Fudge drove towards the restaurant that Matt had already reserved in the city center and was waiting for them there. He teased the two teenagers who were leaning together in the back seat: "Is it so happy to have a big meal?"

"That's not what makes me happy," Dick said in a deep voice, who was once a rich man's young master. "What makes me happy is the process of pulling wool."

The author has something to say: I will update Chapter 1 today, and I will write another one before noon.

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket: ATruffle_1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Krypton fairy tale big blue bird;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: My heart misses Chengyang 1 like a poem;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: when will Dick come home, 20 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!