New York is a Shura field [Comprehensive British and American]

"Too, too close..." The boy in front of you became restrained because of your constant approach.Mingming tried hard to make his tone not sound so trembling, but it was still in vain.Even the blush crept up to the ear bones.

The safe distance has already been exceeded.

Uncharacteristically, you kept getting closer until he couldn't retreat, and the distance between the two of you was only one step.

Close at hand.

You watched his reaction and couldn't help laughing again.Why is there such a sudden reaction to your actions?Obviously just a moment ago, I took the initiative to rush forward and hug you, didn't I?

You don't talk nonsense, you find a lipstick from somewhere, stand on tiptoe and start to paint on the boy's face.

Because he is taller than you, you can only stand on tiptoe, hold his shoulder with one hand to keep balance, and paint on his face with one hand.

And Peter was already dazed by your sudden action—the gaze cast by his brown eyes, as if suddenly lost direction, didn't go anywhere, just stayed quietly on your face .

This time the distance seems to be closer than every time before.

Every trembling of your slender eyelashes is captured by his eyes.Your skin, which is as delicate as fresh green petals that have just opened, is still in the most perfect state even though it is so close.The obvious and smooth lip line outlined by your lipstick was blurred on one side of your mouth because of your intention - he just suddenly had an idea of ​​wanting to destroy it more.

But you’re just staring at his cheek intently, thinking about how to make the painted blood look more realistic—it’s Halloween.

It took a while for you to be so close, before Peter really felt the muscles on his face being pulled—the corners of his mouth were rising uncontrollably.

He loves the way you are so close to him.

But you didn't notice the little Jiujiu in the other person's heart at all, but the hand that was originally placed on his shoulder changed its position, moved up to the corner of his mouth, pressed it lightly, and deliberately pretended to be evil and said: "Don't move. I still busy."

However, a smile gradually appeared on your face.

You've never touched Chaoying's cheek yet.

After drawing a few horizontal lines on his face, you reach out to wipe it, trying to make it blurry and borderless.The lipstick in your hand is really red, and with your extraordinary painter, it must be a no-brainer to complete this task.

Ned could no longer look at the two of you, and he wailed.

After another few tens of seconds, you let go of Peter and quickly backed away.

The two of you are back to your normal distance again.I have to say that he was still a little disappointed, but he kept it in his heart and didn't say it.

"Ready?" he asked aloud.

"Of course. You can take a look." You handed him a small mirror.

You just painted, or put something on his face to make it look like blood.

How could a live cs not suffer?

"Oh, I think it's much cooler than before, I like it very much, thank you!" Peter said.

At the same time, you took a few steps towards Ned, and wanted to draw Ned too.

But stopped by Peter.

The surrounding lights are so dim, and there are only a few scattered dim street lights beside the path, and these lights are far away from you.The crowd just now dispersed at some point, and it seemed that they all found the place they really wanted to go this night by coincidence.

You can see the young man's clear and handsome outline blurred by such a dim light.But what is absolutely unchanged is that his eyebrows and eyes are still so good-looking. When those brown eyes stare at you, the sincere light projected from them seems to engulf you immediately.

Peter said, "I'll do it for you!"

You are dubious: "Are you okay?"

Peter grabbed the tool in your hand and ran away after Ned.It looked as if Ned was reluctant about his approach.

You have no choice but to keep up.

The three of them walked for a short distance together, and saw another very familiar figure.

Liz is here too.In fact, it's not just her, but many faces who have met you but can't be named have also appeared.You waved to them politely and exchanged pleasantries.

Soon, the crowd gathered by you students will be dispersed by others.

You and Peter came together, but you looked at the venue and didn't know where to go for a while.

You've never been to this place before, so you don't know exactly where the fun is—you just come here, with an expectation that comes out of nowhere.And now you are alone with the little spider again.Actually Ned would have liked to follow, but out of your sight the boy gave him wild winks and told him to go with the others.

It's a clumsy trick, but it works.

"Peter, where should we go?" You hummed and sat down by the flower bed again.Your life rule is not to stand when you can sit, and not to sit when you can lie down.

As a choice disorder, you think that the rest of the itinerary should not be all at your disposal—you don’t have anything in particular you want to go anyway.

There is no place in particular that I want to go, which means that I can go anywhere.

The boy then sat down next to you by the flower bed.You turned your head to observe him, and found that the fake blood didn't affect his appearance at all, but you could tell that Peter seemed to have no idea where to go next. Obviously, the two of you don't know Might stay here all night.

The arc of his thin lips was drawn down a little, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking seriously.

You glanced at him for a few moments, then stopped talking, and turned your gaze to the sky above.

It was clear that the day was still cloudy, and it looked like it was going to rain soon.At night, these dark clouds broke apart—the pale bright moonlight swayed down from the clouds, and the stars looked around in the sky, and these dots of light were gradually converging into a brilliant galaxy.

It was so peaceful.

In your impression, such a scene does not belong to Gotham at all.

The boy sitting next to you took out his mobile phone, and only then found the one-day travel strategy he made before in the mobile phone memo.

He has always been very energetic and serious in whatever he does.Such a life attitude can always subtly infect other people around him, and he shines like a little sun every day.

In him you may find something that your heart longs for.

Peter Parker was like a light blowing in the wind in the depths of a long, dark corridor, and the only flame that could be used to keep warm in a world of ice and snow.

should you get closer

In fact, sometimes you don't know what you want most in your life, so you seem so hesitant and undecided.

But if one day I really want to understand this, all choices will become very simple.

You lowered your eyelashes, your eyes dimmed.

But Peter didn't seem to notice your strangeness, and said to you happily: "I already know where we should go next!"

"That's great." You gestured ok to him.

The two of you walked around the lake, and in a blink of an eye, you saw a small banner not far away: Masquerade please enter here.

You tentatively pushed open the door, only to find that it was dark inside, only colorful lights were constantly shooting around, and there were many people inside.

"Want to go in and take a look?" you asked.

Peter was stunned for a moment, then immediately replied: "Okay."

At this moment, the system said something to you: 【Hold his hand, save his gradually depressed mood. 】

you:?

But you didn't dare to ask more, the moment you walked in, you took his hand very naturally.But still, still grasping the wrist bone, not downward.

[Pay attention to reading the question!Hold hands, haven't you ever held hands? ] You heard a feeling of desperation from the system's words.

You really don't understand why it proposes such a task to you.To be honest, even if you hold hands, you can't read how he is feeling, and you don't know if you have been deceived.

You had no choice but to follow the boy's vague expectations and walk down.

He held his hand tightly, as if he would never let go.

However, Peter seems to be afraid that you will suddenly go back on your word.The moment you lightly grasped his palm, he clasped your fingers in a good manner.

His hands are really warm.

You can't help but think so.

Even the chill on your fingers was dispelled the moment you approached him.

What should you do with him?

You lead him through the crowd.Because you have seen Liz and the others in the innermost part of the big room, they naturally saw you too, and they were smiling and gesturing to you to come over.

Peter rarely came to such noisy occasions.The little heroes in Queens jump back and forth between schoolwork and heroic career every day, so generally speaking, they don't have much time to come to such a place, and they don't have much experience in dealing with such situations.

For him, such a venue is very strange.This kind of place can probably be replaced by a place like a music bar or a disco. The biggest difference from usual is the people's attire. Other than that, there seems to be nothing special worth paying attention to.However, the joy hidden in his heart quietly popped out.

He's never been in a place like this with you before...you're still holding his hand, it feels so real.

From the moment you enter here, your attention is distracted by all kinds of novelties.You really want to know how the realistic skins on their faces are made.There are also those brain cakes that have been quietly placed on the plate, which makes people feel disgusted and a little excited.Your eyes return to the red liquid in the glass.

Timid people should not come to this kind of event, right?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-0123:29:32~2020-01-0221:21:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 of the most beautiful melons in the world;

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