[Comprehensive British and American] Mirage

"Why..." Peter rushed home panting. God knows how he traveled hundreds of kilometers back and forth within half an hour. Instead of picking up his aunt, he saw a serious Uncle Ben at the door. "I'm sorry, Uncle Ben."

"You should apologize to your aunt, be a man, go in and apologize." Uncle Ben was a gray-haired man, and there were gaps in his resolute features. "Don't answer your phone, I think it's broken."

Peter pursed his lips and silently turned off the phone.

"I'm sorry, Aunt May, I..."

"Really, you don't need to apologize to me." Aunt Mei softened her heart when she saw Peter bowing his head. After all, she was a child raised since childhood. She felt that her husband made a big fuss. Peter has always been a good boy. It wasn't intentional not to pick her up.

"Why don't you need it?!" Ben thought of his wife's appearance when she came back. She was so pitiful and worried about Peter's safety.

"I'm sorry, really, because of something else..." Peter knew that today was the wedding anniversary of Uncle Ben and Aunt May. According to the original plan, he should pick up Aunt May before nine o'clock, and then Have a meal together as a family.

"He has other things." Uncle Ben knows that Peter has grown up recently and has his own secrets. He has also been young, and he also understands that many times the scars on his nephew are not accidents, but man-made.But he thinks this is a man's growth, and he doesn't intend to take the initiative to intervene until Peter himself speaks out, but if he is a real man, he won't break his promise.

"Yes."

"Your aunt, my wife, had to walk up Twelve Streets in the middle of the night and wait in an abandoned subway station because you had other things to do." Ben made a lot of preparations for today, and he bought Roses and candles, want to surprise my wife, they have been married for many years and have no children for various reasons, so Ben always wants the best for her.

"Ben, man, really, I can walk home by myself."

"Don't protect him."

"I didn't." Mei didn't think it was that exaggerated. Even if there was a little darkness on the way back by herself, it was nothing.

"You are." Because the wife had no children, she still spoiled Peter too much. I knew that Peter was a smart boy, and his father was also very smart and talented. "Listen, kid, you're a lot like your father."

"It's like, that's a good thing, but your father lived by creed, by principle."

"He believes that if you want to do good things for others, you need to have this sense of moral responsibility!"

"And that's what you're missing."

"Can't shirk, sense of responsibility."

What is the responsibility?Is it some kind of self-awareness, or is it a part of the obligation?

Vesley said that if what happened in front of her is not to save, it is the responsibility.

Uncle Ben said that to have this ability, one must have this kind of consciousness.

But what is responsibility?

"If it's as you said, where is he? My dad, where is he?" Peter knew that he had no right to be angry. His uncle and aunt raised him up with all their heart. Today is their anniversary. Throws everything up, but Uncle Ben mentions his father, the father who's been absent from his life for so long, and if that's what he needs to tell himself, why doesn't he teach himself? "Isn't it his duty to come and tell me himself?"

"How can you say that?" Uncle Ben couldn't believe it.

"What's the matter, how can you say that?!" Peter saw Uncle Ben's sad expression. He originally wanted to apologize to his uncle and aunt, but he couldn't control his current mood. It feels too uncomfortable to feel something missing, as if he is an incomplete person, which reminds him of when he called his uncle Dad when he was a child, but was held down by a serious man on the shoulder and told his uncle that he was just an uncle.

Uncle Ben is a nice guy, but sadly he's not Peter's dad.

Even if he wanted to teach Peter some things, he missed the best time.

"Peter!"

Aunt May looked at her nephew who slammed the door and left, and felt very sad. When Peter was a child, he sent him home. He regarded the husband and wife as his parents, but both she and Ben thought that Peter's parents should not be like this. Nothing existed in Peter's childhood. After all, they also loved their child, so some of their unconscious actions in the past may have hurt this sensitive child. "Ben, leave him alone, he'll be all right."

And Ben just patted his wife on the shoulder silently, intending to take Peter back.

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Peter is standing in the underground arena. He picked up the flyer when he was on duty as Spider-Man. It said that as a winner, he can get a reward of [-] US dollars. This is several months of living expenses for Peter. Maybe Spider-Man Being a good neighbor in New York doesn't allow you to participate in this kind of underground fighting, but Peter Parker can participate in a little disguise.

Peter didn't use the spider silk, he used his own strength to throw a strong man three times his size out alive.

Fighting can often vent your inner emotions very well.

After defeating many people one after another, Peter felt that he had calmed down a lot. He planned to take the bonus and leave, but after the manager saw his immature baby face under the hood, he only paid him less than ten percent of the bonus. one cent of the money.

"If Spider-Man knows this, you will go out of business tomorrow." Peter clenched his fists tightly, and then let them go.

"The premise is that he can know." The manager shook the flesh on his face. "Maybe you can call him. That little bug may not be able to defeat our ace angel. Go and tell your hero friend that you are being bullied."

Peter narrowed his eyes, intending to let Spider-Man visit here tomorrow.

After pushing the door and leaving, Peter felt a little hungry. He hadn't eaten anything since he left with Wesley. He went into a store, but the cash clerk said he couldn't find it, and Peter didn't have any. Extra two cents.

"F**KYOUSELF." Peter raised his middle finger at the clerk who spoke rudely. Today seems to be some unlucky times. Not only did he quarrel with his uncle, he also encountered a series of unlucky things.

He really wants to see Vesley right now, to hear the girl's voice, or to see her face, so that his bad mood may be better, but he doesn't dare to see Vesley now, so The mature self will only be treated as a child even more if the girl sees it - Peter viciously kicked the stone under his feet, and directly kicked the small stone to pieces.

"Stop him!"

The fat clerk who had taunted Peter stumbled out of the store. Hearing the voice, Peter turned his head and glanced. As a result, another person ran past him faster. Peter's sight was transformed by the spider.A large sum of banknotes clutched in the man's hand and a bright red scorpion tattoo under his flapping sleeves could be seen by the streetlights.

"Comeon, the world report is really fast." Peter raised his middle finger to the fat man from a distance.

If it was Spider-Man standing here, he would stop him, but now it is Peter Parker who is in a bad mood.

Peter felt relieved inexplicably, but the corners of his mouth froze on his lips before they rose much.

[If something happens in front of you and you do nothing, you will feel that it is your responsibility. 】

[If something irreversible tragedy happens because of your ignorance, you will feel guilty and sad. 】

[Peter, this is a responsibility, not an obligation, but out of the heart, just want to be innocent. 】

"Congratulations, you fat man." Peter saw the prisoner who hadn't run away, and shouted at the clerk who had given up in despair. "I don't want to disappoint a girl, and I don't want to regret it."

Peter shot | the spider web stuck to the prisoner's hand, the inertia seemed to dislocate him, the man let out a wail, then raised his hand and shot towards Peter's direction.

"Oh oh oh, look at you, being a thief? This habit is really not very good." Peter nimbly dodged the bullet. He saw the guy who took off his clothes and broke free from the spider web to escape, and he was in a bit of a mood. Not bright, he spread his hands to tie up the cunning guy with spider silk, but he avoided him, and not only that, he also hijacked a drunk lady next to him.

"Don't come here!" The smoking wooden barn head pressed against the woman's forehead, and the prisoner yelled to make Peter back away.

"Well, well, put down the wooden barn in your hands. You have to know that robbing is just going to the prison for a few days, but murdering is going to go to the bottom of the prison." Peter didn't dare to relax now, he looked at The woman over there screaming because she was sober had some headaches and regretted why she didn't bring her battle clothes out. "Put down the gun, I can let you go..."

Seeing that the man seemed to be about to let go, Peter breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to take a few steps back to show his sincerity, the man who had been waiting next to him raised the fire extinguisher bottle in his hand and smashed it at the prisoner's head.

"WHATTHEF**K?" Peter looked at the man who almost let go and raised his gun to shoot again. Before he had time to complain about who came to make trouble, he just turned over to avoid several bullets fired by men because of anger.As soon as Peter raised his eyes, he saw a scene that made his heart ache. The tall figure he was familiar with slowly fell to the ground after a gunshot. The red blood stains appeared on his uncle's face so obviously.

"NO!!"

Peter didn't even have time to take care of the fleeing prisoner. He looked at his bleeding uncle, but he was as dazed as a child.

"Oh my God, Uncle Ben, Uncle Ben?" Even though it was a brightly lit street, Peter felt that he was standing in a completely unfamiliar place. He tried to help his uncle stop the bleeding, but it had no effect. "Ambulance! Someone call an ambulance! God, Uncle Ben, Uncle Ben, you'll be fine." The boy's hoarse growl became the only distinct voice on the street.

"I—I'm proud of you, Peter..." The bullet hit Ben's lung, and the shattered lung lobe wetted the corners of the man's mouth and clothes with the blood. Fuzzy, but trembling hand held the boy's hand. "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility... child, I am proud of you."

"Please, please, don't talk." Peter's tears mixed with the blood on his face, and he remembered that there was still a spider silk launcher on his wrist, and the spider silk protein can seal the wound Hold on until the ambulance arrives. "Didn't the fuck call an ambulance? S**t! Uncle Ben, oh my, please, please, Aunt May is still waiting for us to get home."

And Uncle Ben has lost his voice, and his body temperature has dropped with the loss of blood.

"Please...no!"

Peter crawled on his uncle's chest, feeling his weak heartbeat, watching the ambulance medical staff rush over with tears in his eyes, and took away his uncle who was still breathing weakly.

The author has something to say: When I got to the end of the writing, I really almost couldn't help writing the little spider directly and blackening it.

This paragraph refers to the extraordinary version. I also admire myself when I write about the movie.

Why did I choose to write this after the previous chapter?You should know by looking at it.

After all, I still felt a little unbearable when I really wrote it. I think that since Peter has understood the meaning of responsibility, let's stop hurting him.

But I was very entangled with the original work, and I was afraid of destroying the original work, and I was afraid that the growth of such a little spider would not be enough.

Uncle Ben won't be counting down so fast, the stupid author has softened his heart, the royal medicine has been written, and the professor will be saved!So it should be possible to save a vegetative person...

When I watched that part of the movie, my heart ached.