[Zhongyingmei] dishonest love

The homecoming preparations were unexpectedly complicated and annoying. After receiving the task of the bulletin board, Jenny climbed up and down the various teaching buildings several times before putting up the thick stack of posters. She was very happy when she got home I took a hot bath to relieve my sore muscles. I had just changed into home clothes when the doorbell rang.

She opened the door, and there was Peter standing outside—wearing "I Am a Survivor of the Trip to New York" that cost no more than twenty dollars, Hello Kitty pajama bottoms that she found somewhere, and a pair of flip-flops.The hair is a bit messy, and most importantly...the eyes are bright red.

"Why are you dressed like this?" Even if you don't wear a battle suit to climb her window, at least come back in your own uniform, Jane pulled him in the door.

"Mr. Stark confiscated it, and I lost my battle uniform and schoolbag." The corners of the eyes of the person who said this were reddened, and there was a kind of milkiness and grievance unique to this age for a long time, "I thought that as long as I was enough Work hard, you can, you can ... but I screwed everything up, and he's right, I don't even deserve that suit."

"Peter." She didn't have to ask him if he was going to pursue the matter that Mr. Stark forbade him to pursue. Jane stepped forward and hugged him on tiptoe, "It's okay, it's okay."

"I almost killed those people, and I delayed the FBI's investigation work...Mr. Stark must be extremely disappointed in me."

His narration basically made Jane even more confused, and she couldn't bear to ask urgently: "I know you have worked hard, Peter."

"Efforts don't work for me." Peter rubbed his eyes. "I always screw up everything—the Washington Monument thing..."

"That's not your fault." Jenny patted his shoulder and held his face again, "Hey, look at me, that incident is over, don't hold on to it OK? I'm fine now. "

"No, that's——I originally thought that I might be able to be everyone's hero, but it's a bit unqualified to be you alone, but he took you away in front of me, and I can't do anything about it. I can't be your hero... I don't deserve it, I messed up everything." He thought that with a few clues, he would be able to find and catch that group of people, but it turned out that he was not only unable to do things, but also disrupted other people's plans , Pompous brat, Mister Stark is right, he doesn't deserve that suit, without that he's nothing... just a fool.

"So what happened after school?" Jenny felt that if she didn't figure it out, she couldn't find the source of Peter's frustration—he seemed to have completely lost confidence in himself, "Peter, you may not be that strong, but You are truly a hero, you protected Queens, you cared about little people, you helped a lot of people, and a lot of people would agree with me."

"It's useless." Peter covered his head and sank his head between his elbows, "I obviously wanted to solve hidden dangers for everyone and reduce casualties, but I became the guy who brought worse consequences—I almost Killing a boatload of people..." He revealed his recklessness without hiding it, and the trembling in his tone became more and more obvious.

No matter how powerful his abilities are and how many difficult problems he has encountered, Peter Parker, who is under 16, still falls too few times. The current Spider-Man is still a little immature. The biggest event he has experienced is "Avengers". "Civil War" has hardly faced major casualties directly, let alone public safety incidents indirectly caused by itself.The young Spider-Man still doesn't have the strong will of Tony Stark and even other Avengers to bear all the consequences-even if it is Tony, hasn't the aftermath of the Ultron incident haunted him for a long time?

……

"I believe the situation is not as bad as you said, Mr. Stark didn't mean that." Jenny held his head in front of her chest, and gently combed his slightly messy curly hair with her fingers, "That battle suit is not Who do you belong to? He doesn’t always make it and wear it himself, and he will return it to you when he thinks that you have learned the lesson that should be learned.” She is a selfish short-term ghost, and she should try her best to explain even the most thrilling situation To put it lightly, I was afraid that there would be a few more cracks in the fragile "spider heart" in his arms-Peter had tortured himself enough.

Peter grabbed the fabric behind her home clothes, and his voice came out vaguely from the clothes in front of her: "It's not about the battle clothes, it's about me..." The more tenderly he was treated, the more he felt that he didn't deserve such treatment. , Peter felt the corners of his eyes wet under the furry home clothes fabric.

"Peter, no one will blame you. Those who sell dangerous weapons are the ones who are to blame - they choose to trade on cruise ships, they let dangerous weapons circulate in the underground market, and their weapons cut up cruise ships. Bad Yes, it's them! It's not you!" She lifted her head from her arms, brushed away the hair stuck to his forehead, and said seriously to his wet eyes.

The fear and grievance that had been suppressed so hard finally burst out. Peter wiped away the tears that kept oozing: "Sorry, I don't want to be a crying kid, but I..."

Jane donated her sleeves to wipe his face into a big stained face, then hugged him and continued to pat his back patiently to comfort him: "It's okay, it's nothing, in my arms, you can be a crybaby. Mutual benefits, anyway, you often Lend me your arms."

"Whoa, stop talking." The muffled complaint was mixed with a trembling tone, and Peter hugged her tighter and tighter, "I, I'm trying to stop..."

"You smell like trash, but I still want to kiss you." Jenny wanted to complain about this for a long time, but she finally made an evaluation. This time, she held Peter's head and adjusted his posture and kissed slowly, "Your The head is quite heavy..." The cheeks are covered with wet mist - poor Spider-Man, poor lovely Peter Parker...

He accepted an extremely tender kiss full of love, and the several wounds carved in his heart were slowly healed by the warmth contained in the kiss.

……

After a while, Peter finally calmed down: "How do I go back to see Aunt Mei with this body? I've already changed three schoolbags this month, ah, there are so many troubles!"

Janey called Aunt May in front of him: "Aunt May, it's me, Janey. Because I want to finish the plan for the homecoming dance with Peter, can he stay with me tonight? Yes, let him sleep on the sofa in my living room, and he won't stay up too late, um, thank you, Aunt Mei, goodbye, Aunt Mei."

Peter blinked vigorously, plunged into her arms, and threw her down on the sofa without controlling his strength: "Tinkerbell!"

"It's not Tinker Bell, it's Little Fairy!" She placed an order tonight, and someone would deliver a new schoolbag to the door of the apartment tomorrow morning—it couldn't be too expensive, and Peter would definitely not accept it, Jenny thought silently.If it's not convenient for him to go back to get clothes tonight, she will even prepare new clothes for him, but Aunt Mei hasn't left work yet, so going back to get a set of clothes won't be particularly difficult.

……

After taking a shower, Peter wrapped himself in a blanket and lived on the sofa in Jenny's living room. Jenny brought instant pasta from the kitchen to the living room: "Eat something simple?"

"Yeah." Peter sniffed, deeply ashamed of the crybaby's behavior not long ago, and the dinner slowly proceeded in a silent atmosphere.

Jane picked up the peas that she had pushed aside thoughtfully, came over and put all the peas into Peter's plate: "Peter, I've decided—if I didn't agree with you to participate in this matter... I've changed my mind now! Spider-Man, go catch them! The bad guys should stay in the prison and kill each other."

Peter didn’t comment on his partial eclipse behavior, and silently got rid of the peas that he didn’t like very much. Hearing her words, he felt that the peas were more difficult to swallow. He swallowed all the dry beans, and his voice became dry. Baba's: "I'm not sure...I'm going to screw up the FBI operation." Can he get involved in this again?Peter was afraid that the more he managed, the worse it would be.

"Not sure what! The FBI has caught it long ago, and the Avengers are preparing to deal with Thanos again. They don't care, and you don't care, who cares about the lives and safety of NYC residents?" Jenny half-wet him He rubbed his hair into a bird's nest in one go, "Don't worry! I'll find a way to get your battle clothes back! Just as a redemption, I have to catch that winged man!"

Peter hesitated. He felt that Jenny's proposal was very considerate, but he couldn't get rid of the shadow of failure from his heart for a while.

Jenny could see his hesitation: "The homecoming dance will be in a few days, don't worry, we'll discuss the "Bird Catching Plan" while preparing for the dance!"

"The dance." Oh, yes, the dance will be in three days.Peter felt that his brain hadn't quite managed to get back into high gear, and the first impression he had of the prom was—a wallflower moment.

Seeing him still in a daze, Jane held out her hand to him: "Did you forget to invite me to be your prom partner?"

Peter looked at himself in a cheap commemorative shirt (he simply used this as pajamas after taking a shower), and then at Jenny whose home clothes were messed up: "Isn't it a matter of default that you want to be my dance partner?"

"Whether you invite or not."

"Miss Jenny Lovech, would you like to be me, Peter Parker's homecoming dance partner?"

"I have to think about it..."

He shoots coquettish light waves with puppyeyes.

"Okay, okay." Jenny agreed with a smile, holding her chin and watching the messy-haired boy scratching his hair even more messily, smiling shyly.

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It was almost time to say good night, and Jane stood at the door of the bedroom and clapped her fingers at Peter: "If you are confident, you can actually sleep with me."

"Hmm." The person who was wrapped in a blanket and collapsed on the sofa struggled for a full two seconds, and then jumped up to her twice, "I'll just cover the blanket and sleep at the foot of the bed." Peter Parker - Stretch for a little benefit man!

"The foot of the bed is Tom's place." Jenny narrowed her eyes, "Little spider, come and sleep in my arms!"