[Zhongyingmei] My backstage is so big!

The night is already deep.

And Antalina didn't feel sleepy at all.

Dean, Sam and Jon were sleeping together in the living room of her house. When she went out to pour water, she saw three big men lying on the sofa in her house sleeping in a mess. She really didn't know what words to use to describe this picture.She didn't look at it for long, and after helping Dean re-tighten the quilt that was about to fall to the floor, and confirming that the other two were sleeping soundly, she returned to the room.

So she didn't see Jon who opened his eyes and silently looked at her back when she turned to enter the room.

Antalina moved out of the small wooden box before.

She didn't know what she wanted to do when she moved out, it was probably a late night curse, the dead of night is the best time to miss the past.

Sherlock, Dumbledore, letters between her and Dumbledore and Charles over the years, postcards sent to her by Charles...Antalina flipped through them one by one, under the dim light, her blurred memories followed These things with a sense of age are gradually becoming clear.

"Da da da."

And at this moment, a soft sound came from the direction of the window of the room.

Maeve immediately woke up and grunted, and looked towards the window with Antalina, then turned to look at her: "Goo?"

"I don't know either..." Antalina put the box back under the bed, then picked up the minigun that Dean gave her before going to sleep and walked slowly over.Holding the gun in one hand, she carefully opened the window with the other hand. She fixed it for two or three seconds, then suddenly took a step back and raised the gun——

"Oh!" The person came softly and raised his hand to block her.

Antarina was stunned for a moment, and put down the gun: "Peter?" Then she laughed because of his behavior of jumping in through the window, "You know that breaking into a woman's room at night is not an appropriate move, right?" she said while shaking his head.

Peter admitted with some embarrassment: "I know, but I don't think I can get in through the front door."

Antalina thought about that scene, and laughed aloud: "So, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Oh!" Peter came to his senses, then he stretched his hand back and pulled out two...game consoles out of nowhere?He held the two game consoles and looked at her: "I don't think you can sleep tonight, I can see that you can't sleep. So don't say anything unnecessary to me, let's play games?"

His eyes were bright, and his tone was full of expectation, but his expression was mixed with a trace of uncertainty.

"...You..." Antalina frowned first, then smiled at Peter's tense body and slightly widened eyes, "How did you know I would be interested in games?" She stretched out her hand to him, "Take it here."

Peter breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to introduce excitedly: "Let me tell you, this game is really, really surprising..."

But there was a small problem when I started playing.

Antalina's room didn't have a place to sit on purpose, the only place to sit was the bed—and as soon as Peter's eyes fell on that bed, his expression would stiffen at a speed visible to the naked eye and his face would turn red, standing still. It's like a kid there.

But he is a kid, Antalina shook her head funny, and said: "Let's just sit on the ground, you can't sit on my bed with your outer clothes on, I will beat you, I swear I will really do it this time." .”

Peter didn't know whether to be disappointed or relaxed, but he smiled cutely: "Of course I won't."

Then Antalina enjoyed the feeling of being carried away.

She was very surprised that she was really interested in the game that Peter brought over, and she really gave him an angry look when the other party snatched the monster reward that should have belonged to her, but she laughed at the other party and took it again. Laugh out of a flattering expression.

"You are really too much, Peter." Antarina looked at the game console in her hand again, "You can't do this, I am your elder."

The character controlled by Peter paused, and was seized by the opposite monster to take away half a tube of blood in one breath.

"...Anna! Don't say such things suddenly!" Peter whispered, poking his hands on the game console frantically, "If I die, no one will take you through the level. I am the main output, do you understand the main output? "

Antalina rolled her eyes: "Anyway, if it doesn't work this time, there will be a chance next time."

Peter suddenly stopped talking, and Antalina also realized what she had said in just a few seconds.

For a while, except for the sound of the game console being pressed, none of them spoke.

I don't know how long it took, but after about half an hour, they successfully cleared the level.

No one spoke first.

In the end, Antalina said, "You seem to be very skilled."

Peter looked at her and shrugged. "I've played it once before."

"... Oh." Antarina responded briefly, and handed over the game console, "Thank you."

"Take it, I still have a lot over there anyway." Peter didn't pick it up, but pushed the game console back.

He seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't say it to the girl.But when he watched Antalina's attitude of being silent for eternity, he didn't know why an inexplicable anger rose: "You keep everything you like in your heart, don't you?"

Antalina was not intimidated by such a Peter, she shook her head: "I just don't know how to say it."

She opened her mouth: "Sherlock Holmes, the werewolf Kane, and Jon Snow—these are three things." Antalina paused, turned her head on the edge of the bed, "Maybe And add Hydra, the fourth thing."

"It's okay." Peter turned to her, cross-legged and hunched, "I'm right here, you can tell me."

"Otherwise, do you think that I really thought you came into my room at night just to play games with me?" Antarina looked at him.

Peter smiled: "Of course not."

Antarina looked at him, thought for a while and said: "So we have a few problems to solve now—" She paused, "Catch Kane first, and Sherlock can't let Sherlock know that I'm involved. And the NYPD can't find the Winchester brothers, and Jon..."

Peter looked at her and stopped again, and asked him after a few seconds: "Do you think he might be my family?" She continued before Peter could speak, "Before you express your opinion, don't forget my Guessing, I don't think he's of this world."

"But you can't prove that he doesn't belong to this world," Peter said, "and you can't prove that he is a mutant, can you?"

Antalina opened her mouth, as if the pause button was pressed, then nodded: "Yes."

Peter suddenly laughed, while Antalina was stunned for a moment and then looked confused: "What are you laughing at?"

"You just told me you trusted him, remember," Peter pointed out, feeling very cheerful.

Antalina was speechless, she opened her mouth, then closed it again, and after going back and forth a few times, her voice finally slipped out of her mouth: "So you want to unlock the expression on my face when I became angry for the first time in my life, Peter .”

"No, but for the first time, this adjective sounds quite exciting to me." Peter raised his eyebrows.

"...I thought you were here to solve the problem for me." Antalina said.

Peter nodded, simple and rude, quick and direct: "So I think we should ask Mr. Stark for help, right now."

"..." Antarina lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Peter let out a breath, reached out and grabbed Antalina's hand: "Listen, Anna." He bent down to look for her drooping gaze until he met her gaze, "Ask for help doesn't mean you trouble the other person , given that you've met and trusted some of the most important members of our Avengers now—trust me, Mr. Stark will never think you're troubling him."

"I know." Antarina didn't expect to be educated on this kind of thing, "I'm just not used to it yet."

She didn't care that her hand was still held by Peter, but said helplessly: "Plus, I know you are still going to track down Hydra. I have read the information about Hydra, and it may be more You see a lot."

"Wait, you've seen more than me?" Peter turned his attention for a moment.

"Mr. Stark gave me the information of several Ts before, and the simplified version of several Ts." Antalina was a little dumbfounded when she said this, but then frowned, "They are really very pervasive, and you Can't believe they ever infiltrated the upper echelons of S.H.I.E.L.D., and if it wasn't for Captain America, they would have killed millions of people across America by just a hair's breadth."

Peter froze for a moment, a little dazed.

"You see, your expression now is the expression I had when I saw the information." Antalina sighed, "First, I am not used to asking for help; second, the person I can find is busy with other things now. But I I don't intend to bring people from the third party, the fourth party, and the fifth party." She suddenly paused, then opened her mouth wide, "God, I forgot."

"Did you forget? What did you forget?" After Peter asked, his attention was briefly attracted to the other hand in his palm.

Not long, just a blink of an eye.

"I promised my friends before that I would notify them if the matter progresses." Antarina wailed softly, then fell to the bed beside her, "But I forgot to notify them." She paused, straightened up suddenly, and frowned. Picking up his face, "I was really an idiot before, Peter."

It was the first time that Peter found that he couldn't keep up with other people's thoughts, but he still laughed because of the girl's self-proclaimed: "Don't say that about yourself." Then he asked, "What's wrong? Have you figured out a way?"

"Yes." Antalina nodded.

She looked at him: "It allows me to keep a secret in front of Sherlock." She said, but Peter saw a hesitant look on her face, but the hesitation passed quickly and was replaced by a firm expression, " And a way to verify that Jon is telling the truth."

The author has something to say: I am very happy that you are here, you guys... (biting a handkerchief)

In addition, age will always be a pain in Peter's heart.