[Comprehensive Anglo-American] We are professionals in saving the world

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"Are you okay?" Tony shook Mei's hand, looked at the guests and relatives and friends who came one after another, worriedly looked at Mei who lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes slightly, with a calm face.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

I'm fine.

This sentence has been repeated since Mei woke up that day.His expression was calm, his brows and eyes were peaceful, as if there was really nothing to worry about.But it was precisely because of this that Tony was even more worried. She would rather she cry, howl, and vent all her grievances and sorrows, instead of holding back like this, calming others as if nothing had happened, and rejecting her true self.

But he also knew that no matter how much he said, it was useless. Sometimes he even felt that he was standing beside her, and she smiled and listened to him, but she didn't listen to anything, as if she was living in her own world, rejecting his words. Close and warm.Another person who made him feel worried at the same time was...Peter Parker.

He hesitated again and again that day, and decided to tell Peter the truth by himself...

After returning to the United States, he never saw Peter again. Both May and Peter were like-minded and avoided each other... Others may not be able to see it, but as the person next to him, he can really feel that kind of love. Avoid and refuse to confront.like now.

Harry was by Peter's side. Peter saw May in a black dress and a black top hat with a haggard face. He subconsciously looked away and walked to the other side; Opened the possibility of looking at each other, and didn't even dare to look at each other.

Tony and Harry looked at each other from a distance, and nodded to each other.He felt distressed seeing Mei like this, but he also knew that they needed to figure it out on their own.

Many people came to this small church. Richard and Mary had visited this church many times and donated many times, so this memorial service was set at the church they are most familiar with.

At that time, what Richard was trying to get out of his pocket was finally discovered by May when she was sorting out the remains... It was Mary's ashes, packed in a small bottle, and there was a pocket watch with a photo of them , so this memorial service is held for the two of them...

"May?" Tony patted her cold hand.

Mei recovered from her daze, and looked at Tony in confusion.

"It's your turn." Tony reminded, and May went up to speak.

Mei froze for a moment, her body tensed, she nodded, walked up the steps slowly, and stood in front of the microphone.

"..." Mei stiffened her body, looking down at the familiar or unfamiliar faces. Among them were her friends and colleagues who used to be Richard and Mary...

"I am their adopted child. Actually, I was very curious when I was a child. Why didn't they just adopt me as a daughter? After all, my surname is Parker. You must know that they have always raised me as a daughter. When I was not grown up Asked this question when I was older, Mary laughed and said nothing, then told me when Richard was away, because Richard thought it would make them look younger, and I thought, ah, my sister and brother-in-law, Really naive." Mei recalled the situation back then, and the people below let out friendly laughter.

"...And when I was about to enter my third year of high school and was about to take the university entrance exam, I remembered that Richard said to me in private, try my best to challenge the limits of the world, don't make mistakes, just let it go. I thought at the time that after so many years, he is still so high..." Mei recalled Richard's high spirits and Mary's helpless tolerance at that time, her nose was sore, her eyes were drooping to cover her red eye circles, she didn't dare to let it go. Tears came out.

"...they taught me that with great power comes great responsibility. They taught me to hold on to my beliefs in the face of adversity, no matter how slim the chances and how unknown the outcome..."

"...they taught me so much..."

"I am very grateful for their education, until now I feel that they have influenced half of my life..."

Familiar or unfamiliar people came to the stage, saying goodbye one by one, recalling the past one by one, laughing, unforgettable or moving... Mei felt that her mind was still blank, but her heart was peaceful for some reason.

The funeral convoy drove to the cemetery in a mighty manner. Policemen in uniforms, helmets, and motorcycles cleared the way majesticly. At every intersection, whether it was a red light or a green light, the policemen in white gloves would yell at you. Gestures stop other vehicles, and only the funeral convoy can go unimpeded and have the absolute right of way.The cars that consciously avoided along the way honked their horns politely and respectfully. Mei was speechless all the way, silently feeling the sanctity and weight of life.

But the calmer he is at this time, the harder it is to calm down the erosion of the dark emotions of guilt, self-blame, remorse, and despair that are almost swallowed up in his heart.

Tony looked helplessly holding his knees, thinking of a puppet doll that had lost its vitality, sitting quietly on the sofa in front of the half-opened window, with empty eyes as if looking at an unknown place.

"Hey, Hani." Tony couldn't help but stepped forward, put the hot milk in his hand on the tea table in front, raised his arms to pick him up, sat on the sofa himself, and hugged him into his arms.

Mei didn't struggle, she quietly leaned into his arms and let him hold her, but she still didn't want to talk.

"Let's talk, shall we, Hani?" Tony kissed the soft top of her hair, and took her cold hands into his palms.

"..."

"I know you're blaming yourself, but we still have to look forward, don't we?" Tony ignored her silence and opened his mouth.At first, I thought she needed time to figure it out on her own, but after so long, she seemed to be getting more and more silent. At first, she would pretend to be superficial, smile, and have simple conversations, but recently, she has been immersed in her own world , has rarely spoken.

"I am worried about you."

"I understand your distress. Believe me, Richard won't blame you. You can't blame yourself for this matter. You can't blame it all."

No, it's my fault, it's my fault, it's all my fault.

Mei still didn't speak, her eyes were empty as if she was immersed in her own small world, but she silently refuted his words in her heart.

"I'm very worried, and Peter is also very worried. You are his only relative."

No, he won't worry, he blames me, yes, I caused him to have only one relative left.No, I'm probably not a relative either.

The scene of Richard's death, the scene of flying flesh and blood, and Peter turning his head and refusing to look at him, all blame her... even she blames herself.

Tony was rambling on, trying to enlighten, but May became more and more irritable, "Get out."

"..."

"May? What's the matter?"

"Get out." The hoarse and cracked voice said again, firmly and without any room.

Tony frowned irritably, opened his mouth, wanted to say something more, but held back, "Okay, then I'll go out first, call me if I have something to do?" He kissed her on the forehead, carefully placed her on the sofa, and touched her. Touching the milk that has changed from boiling hot to warm, she put it in her hand without any explanation.

After going out the door, facing the worried eyes of Pepo and Natasha, Tony suppressed the impatience in his heart and shook his head.

"You should think of a way." Pepper whispered anxiously. Seeing Mei like this these days, she was worried to death.

"I don't think we can come forward in this matter." Compared with Peppertoni, Natasha has a natural advantage in this regard.

"Then who will come forward? Captain? Banner? You don't mean to say that Lu Fatty will come forward."

Understanding Tony's anxiety, Natasha gave him a sideways glance, not bothering to argue with him, "Peter Parker."

"Um......"

"To untie the bell, you have to tie it. We are not from the Parker family after all. This is irreplaceable."

"I think what Natasha said makes sense." Pepper realized that, as outsiders, it was difficult for them to persuade them, but Peter, who had lost their families, was the most suitable to enlighten each other.

Of course I know! !Tony didn't relax his brows, but frowned even tighter. It's not that he didn't think about it, but this idea is not feasible!

Not only May is blaming herself, but Peter Parker... is also blaming May... When he notified Peter, on the one hand, he felt that May's mood was unstable, and if she spoke, it might irritate her even more; On the other hand, I also want to test Peter's thoughts on this matter first.

After so many days of avoiding seeing each other, and tacitly avoiding each other during the funeral... It’s not that Tony didn’t want to go to Peter, but he also knew that it’s understandable to have resentment from Peter’s standpoint, he couldn’t say What.But looking at May's condition is getting worse and worse... Tony hesitated for two days, but still couldn't help it, and was going to find Peter, wanting to chat with him.

"Peter." Harry patted him on the shoulder nonchalantly, "What are you doing, school is over, let's go."

"Ah, um!" Peter came back to his senses, gestured for his things in a hurry, put on his schoolbag, and then walked towards the school gate with Harry.

"Peter, have you gone to see May?" Harry had a bag on one shoulder, and stretched out his long arm to wrap around his shoulder, preventing him from escaping.

"not yet."

Feeling the body go stiff under his arms, Harry sighed inwardly, ruffled his hair, "Are you blaming May?"

"..." Peter was silent for a while, before he said, "No."

He has no reason and no qualifications to blame Mei, even if he really seems to have a little bit of...complaint...but he also knows that this matter cannot be blamed on Mei, and he shouldn't blame her. May's.

Harry raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Maybe." Peter raked his hair indiscriminately, and turned his head to look away, not daring to meet Harry's eyes.

Harry didn't say a word, and continued to walk forward with his arms in his arms.

"Do you think I'm making trouble out of no reason? You shouldn't blame Mei."

Peter broke the pot, walked forward with his head down, "I also don't think I should blame Mei, but I..."

"I don't know what to do. My impression of him is the last time I saw him when I was a child. He played hide-and-seek with me that day, and then his home was broken into. After that, he hurried me to May. Disappeared with my mother. I have never seen him or heard from him for 10 years."

"After so many years, I heard about him again. Indeed, he was still alive, but he died again."

"I still haven't even seen him for the last time. I didn't even know that he was alive until after he died."

"Who should I blame? I shouldn't blame Mei, I know that Mei is for my own good, I know, but I don't know who to blame, how?"

"I can only blame myself for not being able, I can only blame myself for not being trustworthy and trustworthy...I, I blame myself for not being strong enough...I..."

Since the incident happened, he didn't dare to look at Mei. At the beginning, he was a little resentful and couldn't face Mei. After that, he didn't dare to look at each other. He was avoiding, and so was Mei... His feelings were very complicated. , he didn't know what to say. a

......

......

Harry sighed, looking at him flushed with sadness, with stubborn brows and eyes, unable to say a word of blame or persuasion, he pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly with his hands.

Could not bear to force him.

"I know that Mei and I have lived together for so many years. She is my aunt and my mother. I have lived with her longer than my parents..."

"But...but I can't right now."

"I'm not ready yet."

Seeing Peter's distressed look, Harry felt distressed, "It's okay, don't be sad. It will get better, don't think about it."

The two of them walked out of the school with shoulders shoulders and backs, and saw Tony sitting in the luxury car.

Looking at each other, Harry gave Peter an encouraging look, then opened the car door and got in.

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