Superhero is my ex boyfriend [Zhongyingmei]

The two looked at each other in silence, as if something had frozen in the air.

Peter opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. He stood up stiffly, but he didn't know what to do after standing up. He just walked around the room twice in a panic,

Suddenly, Peter took a big step forward, supported Abigail's shoulders with both hands, and said anxiously: "I promise you, I swear, I promise you, from now on I will listen to whatever you say, I won't do anything you won't tell me to—"

Abigail was startled by him, and the spoon in her hand fell into the food box, splashing a few drops of water.

Peter was obviously not good at talking love at all, he just blushed, let go of Abigail's shoulder in a hurry, walked around anxiously, his mind was in a mess: "I swear, I will definitely protect you in the future ..."

Abigail looked at him quietly until he calmed down, then said softly, "Peter."

Peter hurriedly turned his head to look at her, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Abigail smiled as gently as she could: "Actually, I like Spider-Man."

"I love his grit, his sense of responsibility, his courage ... He's a great, great superhero who deserves to be admired."

Peter opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he froze in place, looking at her sadly: "Abigail, stop talking, I... I won't be Spider-Man anymore."

Abigail said softly, "But the one I love is Peter."

"It's that stupid boy who has nothing."

"I am very happy that you have become Spider-Man, and I am also delighted that you have unique abilities. Therefore, I hope that you can be a qualified and competent superhero according to your wishes. I hope that your blood can In return, I hope you can be recognized by the world."

After she finished speaking, she said to herself in a very soft, very soft voice: "But, I don't love you, Spider-Man."

That hot blood has slowly cooled through the long wait and fear.

After Abigail finished speaking, she continued to drink the cold soup calmly, raised her head and smiled at Peter: "Aunt Mei's soup is delicious, thank her for me."

Peter hung his head and stood where he was for a long time, thinking Abigail was just mad at him, but she wasn't.

She didn't blame him for being late like before, she didn't cry in fear because he failed to find her in time, and she didn't even have the slightest desire to lose her temper with him.

She just smiled faintly, with a little alienation in her beautiful eyes, and spoke soft words.

But all of this made him sadder than if she lost her temper, got angry or even hit him.

Her wantonness in the past was because she was in love, so she could be wanton.

But today's politeness is like a transparent wall, erected high in front of the two people, isolating each other.

Peter seemed to be irritated by her politeness with a sense of isolation. After slamming around like a headless chicken anxiously for a long while, he suddenly thought of something, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Abigail: "Is it related to the man from last night?"

Abigail was drinking soup with her head down. The moment she heard these words, her eyes widened in astonishment, and she looked at Peter in disbelief.

Does he know what he's talking about now?

Abigail frowned suddenly, and looked at him almost with a sneer: "What do you mean?"

Peter was startled, and it took a long time before he realized the meaning behind his words. He didn't expect to say such words, so he panicked for a while, and quickly said: "Abigail, I didn't mean...no saying you……"

It's not that you're passionate and fickle.

He just...

Abigail's calm face suddenly turned livid. She pointed at the door and said word by word, "Get out."

Peter hurriedly said, "That's not what I meant! I'm just afraid that he might threaten you. After all, he is so strong. I'm just worried about you...I...I'm not accusing you..."

Abigail gritted her teeth and repeated: "Get out."

Peter wanted to refute something, but there was a tingling pain in his hand. He subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the intact finger, but saw a small bulge on the finger, which was very dense.

Not knowing whether it was fear or anger, Abigail yelled with all her strength: "Get out!"

Seeing that she was already out of breath, Peter had no choice but to take a step back and slowly close the door.

Abigail's tightly clenched fingers loosened suddenly, and the bump on Peter's hand outside the door slowly disappeared.

After driving Peter away, a deadly terror came over her.For so many years, she was just a good student in school and a good employee in the company, but just yesterday, she almost killed someone.

Even if it was that person, he deserved to die, but the power that was completely out of control scared her.

Afraid of being viewed in a different light, afraid of being different, afraid of... hurting others.

As soon as Peter closed the door, Tony wandered in carelessly, and while putting the flowers in his hand in the vase by the bed, he said, "What happened to you yesterday? Wasn't Peter with you? Why did something happen? Are you feeling better now? Were you injured yesterday?"

After he asked a few questions one after another, but did not wait for an answer, Tony turned his head to look at Abigail, only to find that she buried her face in her arms, her shoulders trembling slightly as if in fear.

Tony was terrified, and quickly sat over: "Abigail?"

Abigail said in a low voice: “Master, I was not with Peter yesterday.”

"I was alone and waited for him for five hours."

"When the murderer pointed a gun at me, I thought he would come to save me."

"But he hasn't, never has."

Until she lost control due to fear and pierced that person's body with sharp thorns.

After Abigail finished speaking, she didn't get any answer from Tony, and raised her head in a daze, only to find that he stood up with a calm face, and moved the knuckles of his fingers.

Then, he strode out, caught up with Peter who was walking lost in the corridor, and punched him when he went up.

After Abigail listened to the sound of fighting for a long while with horror, President Shi walked back calmly, straightening his wrinkled suit calmly.

President Shi brushed the dust off his shoulders: "Oh, I'm done for you."

Abigail: "..."

Do you use your little fist to hit a spider monster whose physical endurance is twenty times that of a human's...

Although it may hurt your self-esteem to say this, but you really... can't hurt him...

Uh……

Abigail said sincerely, "Thank you, Master."

Tony took out his mobile phone and said calmly, "It's a small thing."

Abigail looked blankly at him operating the phone, and tilted her head: "?"

Tony calmly and calmly raised the smartphone in his hand: "Oh, I didn't feel good about beating up just now, I'll pay a few people to beat me up again."

……

Mr. Stark, do you know how black your employees are...

Abigail originally wanted to say to the Holy Mother that it would be bad not to hit him, but after thinking about it, he couldn't be beaten to death anyway, so let's beat him to death.

So Abigail accepted this quite naturally.

After all, Tony Stark was a busy man. After confirming that Abigail was fine and comforting her a few words, he hurried to catch the plane.

Abigail originally wanted to go through the discharge procedures by herself, but when she walked out of the ward door, she found that Peter hadn't left. His face was not injured, but his hair was a little messed up. He asked Abigail in a gentle tone if he wanted to go home.

Abigail nodded, and he went to go through the discharge procedures immediately, and then sent Abigail home in silence.

He didn't go to class today, he didn't go to work, and he didn't go to save the world. It's been a long time since the last time this happened.

Abigail didn't chase him away again, but just said one more thank you before saying goodbye.

The first thing she did after returning home was to rush to her mother's room on the first floor to ask about her father.

Rarely, her mother, who didn't come home often, was sitting on the dressing table applying lipstick, and when she heard the movement, she raised her head and glanced at her, without asking her where she was going.

Abigail has never been close to her mother, so she didn't intend to tell her anything, but just walked over and asked, "Mom, can you tell me about my father?"

For many years, my mother never mentioned her father in front of her. In fact, my mother saw her only a handful of times every year. Now that she moved to New York City, her mother knew that her salary was very high and she bought a house in a prime location. , appeared suddenly again, and could not help but live with her.

Abigail originally thought that her mother would talk to her for the sake of the new car she owned, but what she didn't expect was that the other party just drew her eyebrows and glanced back at her, briefly He replied, "I don't even know who your father is."

As she said, she put away her lipstick and eyebrow pencil, straightened her backless skirt, Shi Shiran stood up, and pointed to a box in the corner of the room with her fingers painted with red nail polish: "Here, there is a box in that box." There is a diary, which records every man who has a relationship with me, you can count the birthdays yourself, and count the dates back, you should be able to find five or six suspected candidates."

Abigail: "...oh."

Then, after watching her mother leave, she opened the box in the corner.

……

Abigail looked at the ten thick notebooks in the wooden box, new and old, with black lines all over their heads.

Uh, hello dads.