[Comprehensive British and American] Liaison Officer Daily

Back in the United States, Nunnally resumed her usual house routine.The only thing she needs to worry about now is how to dispel the idea of ​​the little spider who is persistently coming to harass her.

It has been a month since the end of the trip to France, and Peter has not given up the idea of ​​motivating his little friends to implement the "change plan" that he said before.Almost every day when the little spider came to Nunnali's house to change clothes and take a schoolbag after patrolling the streets, he always had to quarrel with Nunnally on this topic.

The little spider probed: "Tomorrow—"

Nunnally: "No." Her attitude was very firm, and she clasped her limbs firmly on the sofa to express her determination, "I will never go out."

Little Spider: "..."

Peter was helpless.He originally thought that the trip to France could clear away Nunna Li's worries about meeting a serial murderer when she rarely got out of the house, but unexpectedly, it made her hate going out even more, and even made her attitude more determined.

"Hey, you can't do this!" Peter was still wearing his spider uniform, except for the stuffy hood.He paced the living room in distress, trying to persuade his friends to continue their previous plan, "We agreed to change together before, you can't just give up like this."

Contrary to her insistence on the agreement, Nunnally turned around lazily, huddled happily on the beanbag sofa and yawned sleepily: "Why do you want to change? Didn't I be good? Seriously , can we drop that stupid plan? I don't think we need any changes at all."

She waved her finger perfunctorily, pointing to herself and pointing to Peter: "I, free, have nothing to worry about. You, Spider-Man, are brave and optimistic, and popular." She concluded, "You see, we live like this." Beautiful, so colorful, what else needs to be changed?"

Peter stared, and his little curly hair seemed to be curled up a little more: "You didn't say that before!"

How can you change your mind so quickly?

Hey!What about me and Gwen?What about the library project?

Peter couldn't understand it at all. He clearly remembered that Nunnally looked happy when she just came back from France?

Nunnally sank into the sofa, comfortably covered with a blanket, and entered the grandmother's retirement state ahead of time: "Maybe Gwen likes you just the way you are now? The most important thing in life is to maintain yourself. You have to be confident , In fact, you are already great."

Great ball!

Peter didn't believe a word, he said angrily: "Are you really not going to continue our plan?"

Nunnally lifted the eyelids that were almost stuck together and then closed them immediately: "No, not at all."

"Okay, okay." The little spider was very unhappy, he got up and walked out the door angrily, paused before the door opened, turned around and walked back with heavy steps.

Nunnally: "Hey, aren't you angry? Why are you back?"

The little spider blushed in embarrassment, and said angrily, "I haven't changed my clothes yet!" He quickly slipped into the bathroom and went inside to change his clothes.

Nunnally stayed in the living room alone, sitting lazily on the sofa without moving.Her eyes, which were sleepily closed, opened, and she was staring at the frosted door of the bathroom. A dark golden light flashed from her dark eyes, as fast as an illusion.When the little spider came out, Nunnally had returned to the sleepy state she was in before.

But at this moment, the little spider, who calmed down while changing clothes, keenly noticed that Nunnally's state at this time was not at all like she was pretending to be sleepy because she refused to go out, but more like it was real. The exhaustion that comes from finally relaxing after something extremely exhausting.

Peter looked suspiciously at Nunnally, who was still stuck on the beanbag sofa and looked comfortable: "Are you okay?"

Nunnally looked really tired.thought Peter worriedly.

But how could Nuna Li be so tired when she stayed at home all day and night?

Nunnally lifted her eyelids perfunctorily to show that she was still alive, breathing in and out normally: "It's okay. The shopping list is on the table, and the garbage is at the door. Goodbye."

Peter muttered and picked up the shopping list and money that were on the dining table, and looked back at Nunnally several times: she looked really tired.

Peter was starting to get a little worried.Is Nunnally really all right?If there was any trouble, why didn't you tell me?Is there anything that even Spider-Man can't fix?

Peter's hazel eyes stared at Nunnally, worried.

Nunnally, who was locked on by the little spider: ...

She rubbed her forehead and opened her eyes helplessly. She really couldn't refuse the other party's sincere gaze, let alone let Peter continue to make up his mind like this.With Peter's amazing twists and turns, I don't know what wonderful plots he will come up with!

"Could you tell me what you're thinking?" Nunnally asked sincerely looking at Peter's eyes that had already revealed divergent thinking.

"Nuna Li, are you bankrupt?" Peter put down the shopping list and money, and took a few steps forward, revealing his bright eyes.At this moment, his eyes were full of worry and sincere concern.

"Why do you think so?" Nunnally denied Peter's guess, "Of course not."

Peter's frightened face: "Is that why you have some terminal illness?"

Nunnally was in a complicated mood: "...Can you please think of me? I don't have any terminal illness."

She was almost overwhelmed by Peter's magical imagination.Nunnally sat up helplessly, looked at Peter who had already squatted down in front of her, and stared at her: "I really didn't——what are you doing so close?" She stretched out her hand and took a few steps forward Looking at the face of the little spider, he stretched out his arms in disgust and pushed him away.

"I want to see if you're lying." Even though he was pushed away with disgust, Peter still stared at Nunnally's eyes seriously, "I heard from Mary that when you lie, there will be micro-expression changes."

Nunnally: "Then did you see it?"

Peter: "No."

Peter scratched his head embarrassingly: "When Mary said it, I forgot what kind of micro-expression it was... I just remembered it seemed cool."

Nunnally: "..."

Are you mentally handicapped!

She looked at the squatting little curly who was a little shorter than herself, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it.Peter's little curly hair is just like his own, and it feels very soft to the touch.

Peter, who was suddenly killed by Nunnally's pat on the head, cast a horrified look.

Nunnally, who was suddenly overwhelmed by Peter's sincere and innocent appearance, couldn't help but twitched the corners of her eyes when she met Peter's eyes as if she saw something terrifying. At random: "No matter what you are thinking, it is impossible to think what you think."

"How do you know that I'm wondering if you like..." Peter stopped talking, and then showed an innocent expression at Nunnally.A pair of big light brown eyes are moist, looking like a pure little angel.

"...Are you trying to say that I like you, huh?" Nunnally took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to knock Peter a chestnut, "Please stop your magical imagination, I am I wouldn't like a kid who is younger than me."

Peter breathed a sigh of relief.After he was relieved, he was in the mood to express his dissatisfaction with the attributive "underage boy" again: "That's not necessarily the case."

In Peter's heart, he felt that he was still very cute.

And he's such a popular Spider-Man!That's more or less a plus, right?

Little Angel Peter scratched his head in annoyance: "But I always feel that something is wrong with you. Seriously, are you really okay?"

Nunnally denied it flatly: "No? What's wrong with me?" She looked at her decadent appearance and felt that she was no different from usual.

It was not good for Peter to keep asking. He stared at Nunnally for a while without a word, and finally decided to give in.After all, this is Nunnally's own private matter, if she doesn't want to say it, it's not right for her to force her too much.

"Uh, is that so? Maybe it's my illusion." He paused, still not at ease, so he hurriedly added, "If there is anything that needs help, please let me know, okay?"

Peter emphasized it, then stared at Nunnally for her reply.

Nunnally felt warm in her heart.

This is the care from a friend!Comparing and recalling her poor and pitiful interpersonal relationship before, how rare it is to be able to receive active care from friends other than Sissy now!

She was very touched and assured Peter seriously: "Okay, if there is anything I can't solve that needs your help, I will definitely tell you."

Peter nodded in satisfaction, turned around, picked up the trash consciously, and walked out the door.

Nunnally glanced sharply at the table: "Peter! Shopping list!"

"Oh! Yes." Peter patted his head, turned back and took the shopping list and money, and then really left.

#Part-time delivery of garbage, grocery shopping, shopping and running errands to earn extra money Spider-Man#

It can be said to be very friendly.

After sending Peter away, Nunnally looked at the already quiet living room, slowly wilting into the soft sofa like a balloon that had been pumped up.

She was so lazy that she didn't want to move anywhere, and her slender and white hands were still firmly stuck to the soft cushion of the armrest of the sofa, refusing to lift them up. She just lazily raised her right index finger and tapped it lightly in the air.

A dark brown bright spot with a dim light appeared like a lighted star, floating up and down in the air in vain.She clicked on the small light ball, and pushed the ant-sized light ball towards the undrawn curtains in the living room.

After being pushed a bit, the light ball flew towards the curtain dangling in the air, and then plunged into the layers of thick curtains.After a while, the curtain was pushed by the little ball of light and was completely drawn.

After drawing the curtains, the brown light group familiarly floated to the switch of the ceiling light in the living room, bumped it, turned off the incandescent light, and then floated back bouncing back.It rubbed against Nunnally's face a few times, silently melted into her body, and disappeared under the skin of her cheeks.

The living room was sunk in darkness.

After repeatedly confirming that the four layers of thick curtains were drawn tightly and sewn tightly, Nunnally moved her position so that she would not sink too deep in the sofa, lest she really fall asleep comfortably.She sat forward, corrected her sitting posture, and tried to cheer up her spirits. Then she tidied up the blanket that had been covering her body in a mess, and neatly covered her knees again.

Lazy grandma Nunnally has transformed into neat grandma Nunnally.

Well, that doesn't change at all.Nunnally was still firmly stuck to the beanbag sofa like a piece of chewing gum, her butt didn't seem to be leaving the cushion at all, at best she was sitting upright.

Satisfied with this level of rectitude, however, she took a deep breath and began a job she had only picked up since returning from a trip to France.

A job that has been put on hold for a long time.She has hardly done it since she was 15 years old, and now she is picked up again, it is inevitable that it will be a bit troublesome.

She stretched out her hands toward the void, and the golden light in her eyes gradually brightened.A dazzling light erupted from between her hands, and the halo gradually spread as Nunnally slowly separated her hands, rippled round and round, and the brightness became darker and darker, and finally returned to soft and stable .

Nunnally rubbed her eyes that were about to be blinded and muttered for a while, looking at the stars she let out with tears in her eyes.It may be because she hasn't used this ability for a long time, she seems to be hollowing out herself, and her whole body is empty.

It was the same when I secretly made predictions to Iron Man and Peter before, even if it was only half-opened, it was completely sucked out of power according to the momentum of being directly hollowed out. It seems that the superpower is still very powerful if it has not been practiced for a long time. of negative impact.

Even so, her ability remained very stable.Nunnally wiped away the physical tears with a tissue, and carefully looked at the starlight that filled the room.

The spacious living room didn't turn on the lights. In the darkness, these bright stars were like a miniature version of the Milky Way, floating in the air, winding around Nunnally.All kinds of stars flow slowly in this gorgeous light belt, this scene is as beautiful as a dream.Two fist-sized, dark stars, like shrunken planets, slowly rotated and floated above Nunnally's head, emitting a soft light.Nunnally stretched out her hand to press them down one by one, moved her face closer and kissed them one by one, in exchange for two big stars rubbing each other intimately.

Nunnally, who let go of the big star, gently pushed away a group of shooting stars that were flying towards her mischievously, letting them return to their original orbit, and then stretched out her hand to fiddle with the bunch of pink-blue stars that were crowded together in front of her. , separated the little guys who were still entangled, revealing a shimmering silver star that was covered inside.

The little powder-blue stars flew around in dissatisfaction for a while, and finally returned to their original positions.

This silver star is just so beautiful, like a perfectly cut diamond, shining brightly.Nunnally rubbed her fingers carefully against the little silver star that was approaching spontaneously, causing it to dance happily beside her, leaving behind a piece of silvery stardust.