[Zhongyingmei] dishonest love

"Good morning, both of you." Michelle came over to say hello, and saw Jenny resting on the table with a sleepy face, but Peter didn't notice it at all, and he held his chin in thought, "Are you okay?" ?”

"I got up late in the morning and didn't eat breakfast, so I'm a bit lacklustre." Jane returned to Michelle with energy. Except that she didn't have time and she didn't have an appetite to eat, she always felt a little sick, "What's wrong?"

"Just to tell you, I went to the Avengers Building the day before yesterday, the pass was great, I went to every place I could..."

"That's good, let's go together next time."

"Reconciled?" Michelle still remembered that Jenny seemed to have had some unpleasantness with Iron Man before. Judging by her expression now, it seems that this matter has been overturned, but to be honest, her complexion is very bad, "Look It's a bit bad to go up? Do you want to take a leave to go back and rest?"

Jane shook her head, carefully peeked at Peter beside her, pulled Michelle closer and whispered, "It's a reconciliation, MJ, I decided to announce the truth during the lunch break."

"Huh? So suddenly. Have you thought it through?" Michelle quite agreed, but she was a little curious about what made her make up her mind.

Jane nodded: "It's annoying to hide all the time, and Peter won't care about those things." She thought about it for a long time last night, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was time for Peter to understand her The other side of Jenny Lovech, which belongs to Jenny Lovech but doesn't quite belong to her, doesn't it have much to do with them together?

"I hope so." Michelle patted her head, and then patted Peter again, "Come back to your senses, idiot! Watch your girlfriend."

"Huh?" Peter woke up from his daze, and saw Michelle raised her eyebrows and glared at Jenny's innocent expression, "Hey, you don't look very good, is there something wrong?"

The footage captured by the drone last night made Peter feel unbelievable and unimaginable—just after flying out of Jenny’s window, the drone crashed into something, and before Peter could remotely change direction, the drone had already been knocked aside I went, and I saw only an afterimage from the oblique perspective... Is he too brainy or that afterimage really looks like Iron Man's armor?

He watched the video in just a few seconds over and over for the whole night, but he didn't dare to come to a conclusion. He was in a trance all morning. When he woke up and saw Jane's pale face, he immediately pulled away from the mess of thoughts. up.

"It's okay." Jenny waved her hand, "I'm a little sleepy. I'll talk to you during the lunch break. I'll sleep for a while."

"Yeah." Seeing that she had closed her eyes and fell asleep, Peter didn't disturb her rest, but just took off her coat and covered her.

After sleeping in a daze for most of the morning, Jane felt that her situation was getting worse and worse. It must be the cold wind blowing for too long last night. She was dizzy and nauseous now. She raised her head and glanced at the clock. She was shaking Head: "It's almost lunch time, hold on." Touching her empty wrist, she missed the watch she returned in a rage.

Her soliloquy was heard by Peter, who understood that she wanted to eat lunch: "Are you hungry?" He took out a piece of chocolate.

Jane covered her mouth and waved her hands: "I'm going to the bathroom to wash my face."

……

"Ugh, vomit..." Lying on the sink and retching for a while, Jenny rinsed her mouth and washed her face. After the severe retching, her pale face turned flushed. She cooled her face with cold water, and Jenny groaned. //With a groan, "I have to ask for leave after lunch." She seemed a little hot.

Walking out while holding her dizzy head, Jane bumped into a person and staggered: "I'm sorry..." Her vision had slowly distorted, her consciousness was gradually fading away, and she only had one thought—to find someone quickly. a place to lie down.

Who is holding on to her?Before the picture in front of her eyes went completely black, Jane heard a vague voice: "You just can't learn to be good, can you..."

……

"Someone help! Lovech passed out in the women's bathroom!" Diana, a girl in the same class, called out from the back door of the classroom.

Without thinking, Peter got up and rushed to the women's room.

Alice knelt on the ground and patted Jane on the face: "What do you want to do? Do you want to touch porcelain?" She is innocent, so she was the one who got hit.He just wanted to catch Jenny and teach him well, but who knew that this person lay down roguely, Alice was also frightened, and tried to wake up Jenny at a loss.

The meaning of this scene suddenly changed in Peter's eyes. He waved away Alice's hand and hugged Jane: "Never, never let me see you touch a finger of her again!"

Alice wanted to refute resentfully, but when she met Peter's eyes, she became dumb... She didn't know how to describe that look, but she felt a chill from the bottom of her heart.

……

When Jane opened her eyes again, it was already after school. She sat up and saw clearly that she was lying on the bed in the infirmary. The curtain shook twice, and Peter walked in with her schoolbag: "Are you awake?"

"What am I, is it past lunch time?"

Peter nodded and handed her a bottle of sports drink: "School is already over. You have a fever and fainted. Mr. Hockley has given you a fever-reducing injection. Drink some water."

She lowered her head and found the hemostatic patch and the needle hole on the back of her hand. She took a few swigs of the drink, and Jane began to put on her shoes: "Oops, I missed my lunch break. Anyway, I..." After walking two steps, her feet softened and she jumped in. Peter's arms.

"No strength?" Peter helped her up.

"Hmm. I'm so hungry." Even though she just woke up, she was still very sleepy. Jane leaned against Peter and nodded weakly, "I miss my bed..."

"Let's go, go home first, I'll see if I can get you something to eat." Peter put his schoolbag on his chest, patted himself on the shoulder, "I'll carry you."

"I can walk by myself." Jenny struggled, she really wanted to jump on it, but she felt too embarrassed to be seen by others.

"Really not?"

"...Yes, yes." Seeing that he was about to straighten up, Jenny quickly jumped on his back, "Well, did you carry it home?" She remembered that Peter carried a shoe all the way home when she lost a shoe.

"Back to the subway station." Peter teased her, "Don't you have feet yourself?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Jenny pressed Peter's shoulder and thumped, "Put me down, I'm leaving by myself!"

"Kidding."

In addition to finding a seat on the subway, Peter carried her home again with a good conscience.

……

After eating a piece of chocolate to pad her stomach, she actually didn't want to eat anything anymore. Under Peter's strong request, she drank a bowl of heated canned corn soup and ate a piece of bread before lying down on the bed.

"And this, eat before going to sleep." Peter took out the medicine prescribed by the school doctor Mr. Hockley.

Swallowing the pill obediently, Jenny yawned.

"Sleep well." Peter helped her cover the quilt.

"Wait..." the yawning Jane stretched out her hand from the bed and grabbed Peter's sleeve, "Peter, I have something to tell you..." The half-asleep Jane blamed herself for forgetting the most important thing I can't do it, I have to say it today...

"what's up?"

"I'm super, I have a lot of money..." She closed her eyes and struggled to open them. After all, she couldn't bear the warm blanket and the drowsiness brought about by eating and drinking. Jenny said more and more vaguely, "Iron Man... ..."

"What's wrong with Iron Man?" Peter frowned, his face becoming more and more serious.

"Steel, Iron Man...my dad @#￥%&*——" The words behind have been vaguely inaudible.

Peter stuffed her hand that was holding his sleeve back under the quilt, and touched her face: "Take a good rest, I'm going to solve some things, and - I'm Spider-Man." He didn't want to think about how to explain this identity anymore, Talk first before talking, and do what needs to be done first.

"Oh..." The person who had already fallen asleep muttered vaguely.

Tom ran in from the door, jumped on the bed in a familiar way and harassed the owner. Jenny, who was swept by the cat's tail on her cheek, frowned and snorted. Peter carried the cat back to the ground, and Tom rubbed around his calf. Rubbed away and meowed.

"Shhhhhhh, don't wake your sister up." Peter squatted down and hugged Tom to his knees, and lay down on the edge of the bed in a half-squat position.

The girl under the quilt had disheveled hair, and her face was flushed when she was asleep. Peter helped her retuck the quilt and leaned over to kiss her gently on the forehead: "Have a good dream." When you wake up, you don't have to worry about anything. up.

……

Peter returned home with his schoolbag, and unexpectedly the person he wanted to find was sitting in his living room with his legs crossed, chatting and laughing happily with Aunt May.

"Oh, Mr. Parker." The man holding up half a piece of toasted walnut bread, although his eyes were black and blue, still looked dignified and calm.

"What are you doing here? Mr. Stark." Peter didn't expect himself to be so calm, and he secretly told himself to calm down in his heart - the matter has not been fully confirmed.

"Remember the financial grant you applied for? Didn't I send you an email? I approved the one for the September Foundation." Tony conveyed the meaning of "hurry up and follow my words" to Peter with his eyes.

Aunt Mei smiled and blamed: "You child, why didn't you tell me? You want to surprise me?"

"Because... maybe I don't intend to accept it." Mingming told himself to calm down, but Mr. Stark's figure gradually merged with the back figure he had seen in Peter's mind, and there was something in Peter's heart that collapsed. Consciously export thorns.

Tony showed a choked expression: "It seems that I didn't speak clearly enough in the email, can you give us 5 minutes?"

"Of course." Aunt Mei was a little confused by Peter's reaction, and pointed in the direction of Peter's room, "Let's go and talk."

Step into the room one after the other.

Tony spit out the bread in his mouth first: "This is really not very good." It is far from Jenny's craftsmanship.

"Why are you acting a little... rebellious?" Tony raised his eyebrows, "I thought you always wanted to work for me?"

"That depends on what kind of person you are." Peter turned on the computer on the table, "Before you want to tell me some messy things, I have something to ask you."

A video was playing on the computer screen. The light was dim and the recognition was not high, and the time was short. Tony leaned over to take a look.

"Is that you here?" Peter pointed to the blurry figure on the screen.

"Well, who is such a cool figure? Where did you find the video?" Tony shrugged indifferently, saw Peter rummaging through the drawer for a while, and put a spider web launcher on his hand. "You made it yourself? Why don't you use the one I gave you, it's much more advanced than you..."

"Because I don't need it." A strand of spider silk spurted from his wrist.

Tony looked at the hand stuck to the wall by the spider silk and was still thinking about the situation. The next moment, the boy who rushed over grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against the wall: "Give me a reason not to beat you."