Win Wayne

It turned out her name was Wendy.

She doesn't like this name very much, even though she is familiar with it, so familiar that it is her name, but the familiarity is cold and unreal.

Still call yourself warm.

There is also a copper nameplate hanging on the handle of the small bag, flicking and flicking.Spiderman handed the handbag to Wen, and she glanced at the nameplate, which had two capital letters printed on it.

"WW".

Last name starting with W, last name starting with W...Washington?

Wen guessed wildly for a while, but didn't take it seriously, but hugged the bag in his arms.

"Do you have the same initials?" Spider-Man saw it too, he was surprised, and urged Wen to check if something was missing.

"When I went, someone had already taken the bag away. Fortunately, he didn't run away." He explained, "I tied him to a tree and notified the patrolman. If you lose something, I'll go and let him take it away." Hand it over to save you from going to the police station again."

Wen didn't like the police department.

She opened the bag, and Spider-Man subconsciously lowered his head to look closer, but then realized that this was wrong, and quickly leaned back to move away.

Wen didn't mind Spider-Man's behavior at all. On the contrary, she thought he was quite cute, because in her self-consciousness, she felt that she was not young... Of course she was not old, she should be a mature big sister in her 20s.

The handbag was small and contained a mobile phone, a wallet, an opaque case and some documents.

Wen didn't look at the documents and the box, but opened the wallet first.Before opening it, she roughly knew from the feel that there should be a lot of things inside. After she actually opened it, she was still startled in front of a stack of thick green bills.

"Wow," Spider-Man smacked his tongue enviously, "Don't you count?"

Wen replied: "No, I don't know how much money I brought out."

Spider-Man kept his mouth shut.

There were a few cards stuffed in the wallet, but Wen didn't look at it, so he closed the wallet, thought about it, and took out another card.

She remembered that Spider-Man seemed to have a poor family, although she didn't know why she knew this.

"Thank you for saving me, Spider-Man, I'll treat you to dinner," Wen said. "What would you like to eat?"

Thought she wanted to give money, Spider-Man rushed to his mouth to refuse: "No... um? Oh, um... how about a sandwich?"

Wen smiled again: "Okay, how about we go together?"

Although it was a question, Wen didn't give Spider-Man the leeway to say no.She walked unquestionably to the dining car, and Spider-Man hurried to follow.

Wen ordered two hot dogs, two sandwiches and two Cokes.

Spider-Man had some complaints about Wen eating such unnutritious food after his illness: "I think you should eat better, Wen."

"Don't worry, phobias are not the same as ordinary diseases, and there is no need for additional nutrition." Wen said.

She had already started eating, biting the hot dog in small bites, chewing the sandwich slowly, and taking a sip of Coke from time to time.

Spider-Man sees his blindfolds wide open.

Why is Wen eating so reserved and good-looking when they are all eating junk food?She doesn't get ketchup in her mouth when she eats a hot dog!

And why is she so obedient when the sandwich is in her hands?The ham, eggs, and vegetable leaves are sandwiched between the slices of bread without any slipping or crumbs!

Most importantly, she not only eats beautifully, but also eats so fast.

By the time Spider-Man reacted, Wen had already eaten up his share of food.

"You can pull up the hood a little bit to expose your mouth to eat," Wen reminded.

If Wen was his classmate, Spider-Man would never do this, but Wen had never seen him before, so he found a quiet alley with peace of mind, and put the hood that covered his entire face on his face. Pulled up, revealing the entire chin and lips.

Wen also followed Spider-Man into the alley.

She didn't notice anything wrong with herself at first.

Although after staying away from the open area, the angina completely disappeared, and the dizziness and nausea caused by the phobia also reduced a lot, but it was only a lot less.

They haven't completely disappeared. Wen felt that he might have just traveled through it, and he didn't quite fit with this body. The physical pain caused by phobia surfaced on the surface.

It's unreal, it's very fake, although I can feel it completely, it just doesn't feel like my own.

However, as she gradually went deeper into the alley, the feeling of shortness of breath became more and more clear. Wen felt as if her heart was tightly pinched by a big hand. The strong sense of fear made her tremble, but whether it was the sense of fear , or shivering, seemed to be very far away from herself.

Wen didn't realize he had fallen until Spider-Man whirled up and picked her up from the ground in a panic.

"What's wrong with you? My God! Wen, wake up, Wen, what's wrong with you?" The little spider frantically took out Wen's handbag, "I'll call an ambulance right away!"

"No...you don't need it." Wen gritted his teeth to refuse, "You take me away... just, that's fine..."

Spider-Man was so frightened that his voice was crying: "Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Spider-Man rushes to the side of the road with her in his arms.

Almost as soon as he left the quiet alley, Wen felt he could breathe.She leaned against Spider-Man's chest and rested for a while before supporting Spider-Man's chest to stand firm.

"Nice pecs." Wen teased.

Wow, this is definitely not something she would say!But forget it, the body has been changed, and there should be some sequelae.

"Wen! You're still joking!" Spider-Man was panicked and scared, "What happened to you just now? God, I still, I'd better take you to the hospital. I think you need a systematic diagnosis. Don't be afraid. Don't go to the doctor if you are diagnosed..."

"I know what happened just now." Wen interrupted him.

Spiderman stared at Wen with a white blindfold: "So what's wrong with you?"

"Not only do I have a phobia of open spaces, I also..." Wyn paused.

- claustrophobic.

"...I still have claustrophobia." Wen said calmly.

Spider-Man's blindfolds shrink one by one: "Claustrophobia, I've heard of this, claustrophobia is quite famous... so, so you will not only be afraid of large and empty places, but also afraid of small and narrow places. place?"

Wen, who didn't want to nod very much, nodded reluctantly.

"Yes." She said, "and the onset of phobias is not absolute. Occasionally there may be a sudden improvement or aggravation. In addition, the two conditions of open space and claustrophobia are also uncertain, and it depends entirely on my subjective opinion. judge."

"That is to say," Wen said painfully, "the same place, I may think it was small and narrow last time, but next time I think it is too big and spacious, and after a while, maybe this place Just the right size for me..."

Spider-Man was stunned.

Wen was no less surprised than he was.

Compared to Spider-Man's exclamation that "there is such a strange disease in this world", she is the one who is the most shocked, because the person who is afraid of both empty space and claustrophobic space is her!

This trip, Wen felt a bit unworthy.

But she doesn't remember much about the time before time travel.

This should have troubled her, but Wen found that he wasn't curious about his past at all, as if that little impression left behind was good enough.

She knew that she was an only child, born in a family whose parents loved each other very much, and had a near-perfect childhood with almost no regrets.

Wyn, by contrast, has no memory of his teenage and adulthood.

The only thing she can be sure of is that she lived a very happy life before time travel, so happy that whenever she thinks about the past, she will burst into tears from the bottom of her heart.

Is there really such a feeling in the world that "I want to cry because I am so happy"?Reason tells Wen that even if a person can really be happy to this extent, it is impossible for a person who is always happy to "cry".

...but never mind, it doesn't matter.

The desire to survive prevented Wen from delving into it. She rested for a while to make sure that her breathing had stabilized, and that no weird things happened again, such as triggering phobias because of this street again.

She thanked Spider-Man: "You saved me again, Spider-Man."

Can this wonderful body be returned!

Spider-Man's voice was weird: "...it's nothing, in your situation, it seems that it's not suitable for you to go out alone."

Wen didn't even think about it, and opened his mouth to say a lie: "About this, I can only say that my family situation is quite special, because there are many brothers in my family, and I have never been taken seriously."

Strange, why did she lie?

And you can come here as soon as you open your mouth, as if you don't need to think about it at all.

"Is that so? It's too much!" Spider-Man believed it, and defended Wen. "What kind of parent must be so irresponsible? This is too, too unreasonable!"

He sounds super angry.

Wen didn't care about whether this was caused by the superhero's excess sense of justice, or whether she was indeed a girl who was so beautiful that she could easily arouse an adolescent boy's desire to protect.

She listened to Spiderman angrily blaming the irresponsible parent, even though she was very sure that the parent did not exist at all, and she made up everything, but for some reason, the more she listened, the more she felt happy, and the more she listened, the more she felt. Feel relieved.

...and soon joined Spider-Man in berating "irresponsible parents" who didn't exist.

"You know what! He's over the top! There are several floors in the house, and there are more empty rooms than a hotel, yet he insists on me going to a boarding school!" Wen said loudly.

She wanted to be overwhelmed by her lying skills. God knows why she could spit out so many inexplicable details:

"And let me tell you, do you know what is the weirdest thing? I have two older brothers and two younger brothers. Except for the youngest brother, the other three are all his adopted sons."

"And he—he is closer to his adopted son than to me! My room is the farthest from his room! He...he brought his adopted son to the event, but I, I, I can't go at all!"

"Uh," Spider-Man still helped the unknown parent a little bit, "Maybe he is doing it for your own good, after all, you see, your phobia problem..."

Wen blurted out, as if he had thought about the solution countless times: "You can ask the medical team to stand by!"

The poor Spider-Man never expected to be able to do this kind of operation: "...Huh?"