Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Peter also knew that he was too eager for quick success, but this eagerness to grow up, to become a more capable and powerful person, to fight side by side with the heroes he admired was something he himself I can't help it.

Therefore, when the crime rate in Queens increased significantly during this period, Peter devoted more time to his "work".

He spent less and less time with Mary Jane.

Laura told the truth: "You're late for an appointment again."

Peter was dejected: "...is that easy to guess?"

Today is their first date this month, Mary Jane has been considerate and never complained, she is such a good girl, gentle and considerate, and the most important thing is that they really love each other very much.

But Peter was late again.

Although today's lateness is actually justified, the widespread power outage caused the traffic lights to malfunction, the traffic lights malfunctioned caused the car accident, the car accident caused traffic jams and more belonged to Spider-Man's work.

Originally, Peter only needed to be late by about ten minutes, which wasn't even considered late in his dating history with Mary Jane - he was usually late by an hour!

But because of the traffic jam and the series of accidents that followed... When Peter took off his uniform, it was already late at night.

"And you went straight home, didn't you?" Laura asked calmly.

"Otherwise?" Peter's voice was full of the frustration of "it's over, I'm going to be dumped". "It's been six hours since the time we agreed on, and she can't be still waiting for me..."

"Listen, Peter," Lola interrupted Peter impatiently, "did you lose your phone?"

"how do you know?"

"Idiot, because you use your communicator to make a call and the caller's number will not be displayed." Laura said, "Now go to the place you agreed on."

"but……"

"Are you going to sit there and cry like a little girl who got her doll stolen, or do you do what I tell you?"

"...Okay." Peter agreed.

He put the phone in his pocket, took a deep breath, then emptied his mind, and ran towards the place he and Mary Jane had decided on.

Nearly.

Getting closer and closer.

A familiar figure from the back was standing by the fence, wearing an elegant and close-fitting dress, hunching shoulders, stomping around to keep himself warm, but still shivering from the cold wind.

"Ma..." Peter found his voice trembling, "Mary Jane!"

He rushed at his girl, and Mary Jane turned her head with her arms folded, eyes wide open at the man running towards her, blue eyes twinkling with delight.

She also ran towards Peter.

Then she raised her hand and slapped Peter viciously before Peter could hug her.

"I'm sorry..." Peter covered his face and tried to apologize.

"Bastard!" Mary Jane scolded him, and before Peter could finish her sentence, she put her arms around Peter and gave him a kiss that gritted her teeth.

Their shadows were entangled together under the street lamps. On the dizzy yellow ground, the shadows dragged very long and merged into one at the end.

Lola sat on the lamppost and watched them for a while in silence.

—About Tim, she suddenly had a good idea.

— very, very good idea.

Although some difficulties may be encountered in the specific implementation, there is still room for improvement.

And it will be fun.

At the end of the halo cast by the street lamps, Peter and Mary Jane confided sweet whispers to each other.

Laura didn't listen.

She took out a candy from her pocket, peeled off the wrapper, and pushed the candy to the tip of her tongue.

— No matter what, candy is sweet.

Peter thanked Laura the first time he calmed down.

"Thank you, Carmen, I really don't know how to thank you. If it weren't for you, Mary Jane would definitely break up with me."

"Don't thank me," Laura said. "She likes you too much."

That being said, if Peter hadn't arrived in time last night - Mary Jane wouldn't have broken up with him, but a big fight and a long cold war was inevitable.

They were sitting on the top of an abandoned factory, and both of them had sandwiches in their hands. After being recommended by Peter's family persistently, Laura finally reluctantly decided to try this thing.

"How is it?" Spiderman squatted aside and asked in an excited tone, "Is it delicious?"

"...It's okay." Laura said reluctantly, "It tastes better than I imagined."

Someday, she thought, she was going to treat Peter to something really good.

Spider-Man's visor is halfway up, exposing his chin and lips, so you can tell he's grinning: "You don't look like you like sandwiches? It's okay, it tastes good, but it's better than that." Not the really delicious food. Mr. Stark once gave me a welcome party, one of those...you know, Avengers welcome party, I still remember the taste of the food he served, it was amazing !"

"Do you sometimes feel like he's like your father?"

"I haven't thought about it carefully, but I guess that might be the case." Spider-Man took another bite of the sandwich, and his tone became a little slurred, "You know, I have no parents or other relatives, I was raised by Aunt Mei..."

"He's not a good father."

"I know." Peter agreed, which made Laura look at him in surprise. Peter sensitively caught Laura's eyes, "What's wrong?"

"I thought that with your fanboy mentality, you would never admit my words."

"I admire Mr. Stark very much. He is the superhero I admire the most, and he has always been one of the greatest scientists and inventors in modern times. His achievements and abilities are unquestionable," said Peter. , "But the biggest reason I adore him is..."

"He saved your life."

"how do you know?!"

"It's not hard to guess."

"It's not difficult to guess!? Where is it not difficult to guess?!"

"Children will always look for an image similar to 'father' and 'mother' for themselves in childhood. This is a complicated psychological growth process, which is determined by human physiological conditions." Luo La explained, "It is very Apparently Tony Stark took on your desires and fantasies about your 'father' during your childhood, and there's obviously no possibility of any intersection between him and you...I can only speculate that you're either a Fanatic fanatic who lost his mind, or something happened that made your life intersect with his life."

And that must have been a very, very, very amazing and important first encounter.

Peter ate the sandwich in his hand blankly and said, "Wow."

"It's just a little reasoning," Laura smiled. "It's not as good as the world's number one consulting detective."

"That's amazing!" Peter didn't hide his admiration at all.

Laura didn't speak, she slowly ate the sandwich in her hand, the setting sun shone on her red hair and cheeks, making her look innocent and unaware of the world.

So you don't have parents either?Peter wanted to ask this question, but felt that the relationship between them was not enough to ask such a question.

He still didn't ask the question in the end.

In the next few days, Peter was busy deepening his relationship with Mary Jane, and didn't pay much attention to what happened to Laura.

When he remembered Laura, he suddenly realized that Laura seemed to have gotten along with the members of the school cheerleading team?

"The nail polish color you recommended to me last time is so pretty, Carmen," cheerleader Penny stretched out her finger on Laura's shoulder, and she complained sweetly, "It's just too expensive, I'm hesitant It took a long time to make a decision.”

As soon as her voice fell, it immediately caused a series of voices.

"Yes, the nail polish colors in this series are very positive, but the price is too expensive, nearly thirty dollars."

"It's enough for me to buy a beautiful dress!"

"With the same price, you can buy several lipsticks."

"Speaking of lipstick, do you know that Y family recently released a new orange color, I really like that effect." The speaker took out his mobile phone, "Show you the picture!"

Laura was surrounded by everyone. She glanced at the picture and said, "It's very pretty, but I think you are more suitable for a pink color. The orange color looks a little old on your face."

This proposal was immediately put on the heart of the other party: "Really? Then let me look at the pink lipstick...Damn it, I don't even have a few pink lipsticks!"

Peter, who was sitting shoulder to shoulder with Mary Jane eating in the cafeteria, watched the whole process in a daze, before turning a corner: "What's going on?"

"I don't know, but she obviously did something to subdue this cheerleader with only breasts and no brains." Mary Jane was very calm, "This is the friendship between girls, Peter, you can't understand."

Laura spoke to the girls around her, then walked towards Peter and Mary Jane with her plate.

"Long time no see, friends." She took a seat opposite the couple, "You are such a charming couple, I'm too embarrassed to bother you."

Mary Jane smiled. "I see you had a great time with them all by yourself."

"The two of us had a good time shopping last week," Laura said. "Didn't we?"

She carelessly stirred the contents of the dinner plate, even giving up on pretending to take a mouthful.

"I see you haven't had lunch for several days, Carmen," Mary Jane's expression became serious when she saw her like this, "look at your wrists, look at your waist—you have a pretty figure already, Keep dieting and we'll have to call an ambulance during gym class one day."

"I'm eating," Laura said, "I just don't like this..."

Overcooked steak, overcooked broccoli, beans with a sprinkle of salt at best, two small cakes that were barely passable, and an apple that wasn't that bad at all.

Apples are delicious.

Laura played with it for a while, but ate it anyway.

While she was not paying attention, Peter gave Laura a wink.

After school, they went to the top of the abandoned factory.

This place had become their regular place of communication, and Peter sincerely invited Lola to join him in his activities, eager to get a companion.

But Lola ruthlessly rejected him.

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