When you look at it from a distance, it is enough to know that this is an amazing big company. When you look closely, you can imagine the image of a rich boss in your mind.

Although it is incomparable with Stark Tower, we can't compare every company's building with Stark Tower, it is not a height at all.

The outer wall of the building is a glass wall that most company buildings love. The two shadows climb up against the smooth glass, and the speed is fast enough to bring out afterimages.If anyone happened to be working overtime in the company at this time, he would be frightened by Pavarotti's high-pitched voice, wondering if he had bumped into something dirty.

The two gradually approached the only floor that was lit, that is, the floor where their dear little friend Harry was.The closer they got, the more carefully they slowed down, covering up the slight movement so that even the sound of the wind could not be heard.

They are currently on the lower level of Harry, and the current goal of the two is to flip to the upper level of Harry, and then make an exciting appearance.

Well two superheroes with names are like two perverts these days.And these two perverts are discussing trying to make themselves appear more perverted.

This is really exciting news.

In order to avoid being discovered by Harry in advance as much as possible, the two met head to head and calculated for a long time before confirming the blind spot of Harry's line of sight.God knows, they even took into account the shadow reflections that might appear on computer screens or other smooth surfaces, and they were indeed very serious about playing this inexplicable perverted role.

Of course Harry couldn't find out.He was just an ordinary poor middle school student who was so sleepy that he gritted his teeth and stayed up all night. He really couldn't be expected to devote much energy to changing the surrounding environment.Maybe he even had to react for a while at dawn!

The two spiders, real and fake, flipped over Harry's head neatly, leaned on the window lattice, and looked down quietly.

Harry was typing away at the keyboard with his back to them, with heavy movements, as if he had a grudge against the keyboard.There are probably enough coffee cups around his chair.

Every now and then he would stop to take a gulp and continue his seemingly endless work.

The sofa next to the desk showed traces of someone lying on it, presumably Harry rested on it on weekdays.

But it was a bit strange to say that Harry was still wrapped in his coat even though he was indoors, and the scarf was tightly wrapped around his neck, as if he was very cold.

He took another sip of coffee, but the hand holding the cup trembled unnaturally.He quickly realized what was happening, stared at his hand, and clenched the cup even harder, so hard that he could almost see the bulging veins on the back of his hand.

But that hand was still shaking, its knuckles were turning white, but it couldn't hold a small cup.It finally landed on the table in a state of embarrassment. A little brown liquid sloshed out of the cup, spilled on the table, and rolled down against the wall of the cup, pitifully.

The two peeking gasped, realizing that something was indeed wrong with their little pal.After all, Harry wasn't a Parkinson's patient, and there was absolutely no precedent for the disease in his family.

Seeing that Harry's mood quickly became irritable, Peter didn't have time to care about the prank he planned before, and quickly knocked on the glass with his sharp eyes and hands, interrupting the abnormal emotional state of his little friend in time.

Hearing the sound of knocking and realizing what height he was at, Harry was quickly distracted, grabbed the fire extinguisher in the room, and walked vigilantly towards the window.

Dragging a spider thread, Peter slowly descended while hanging upside down.He lowered himself to a position where he faced Harry, and waved exaggeratedly.

It wasn't over yet, Tara rolled down against his back, grabbed Peter's greeting hand in mid-air, hung in mid-air in an extremely dangerous posture, and waved at Harry.

Am I watching acrobatics?Harry twitched the corners of his mouth, opened the window helplessly, and let in these two lively city vigilantes who seemed a bit over the top.

At this time, he really put the previous anxiety behind him.

"You..." Harry organized his words, "Why are you here?"

"Uh, we, our patrol happened to be passing by, so we wanted to stop by to see you, ah, I mean, that, seeing that the light on your side is still on, er, we were together before..." Peter hurriedly explained , It looks like a guilty conscience in capitals and bold.

Tara dragged him behind and interrupted his rambling: "Don't pay attention to him, we just stopped by to say hello to you. Are you busy with work?"

Where have I seen this relationship?Harry blinked in confusion, and answered Tara's question: "Well, I've been really busy recently."

He paused: "Do you want something to drink? I have coffee, tea and mineral water here. Of course, if you want to drink, I can also open a bottle for you."

"Ah, we..." Tara sat down on his shoulders as soon as Peter said two words.

"Water is fine, thanks." Tara nodded at Harry.

Seeing the little friend go to pour water, Tara moved closer to Peter and lowered her voice to the lowest level: "There is something wrong with Harry, you don't want to know why?"

"Of course I would," Peter hesitated, "but would he say it?"

"Are you stupid?" Tara rolled her eyes. "He won't tell Peter Parker, but he will tell Spider-Man."

Harry came in with water, and the two immediately stopped talking and sat down obediently.

The disposable paper cup was handed to him, and Peter quickly took it to thank him: "Thank you very much, er, let's rest for a while, yes, we will leave after a short rest."

"It's easy." Harry smiled, "You can stay as long as you want."

"Why don't you rest for a while too?" Tara lifted the lower half of the mask indifferently, and pressed her lips against the edge of the quilt. "There is no end to work."

Both of them would subconsciously lower their voices when they were talking to Harry, so that this little friend who got along day and night would directly lift their vests.

Harry shrugged noncommittally: "You make sense." He turned around and picked up the coffee cup, and sat down on the sofa opposite the two, "Maybe I really need to stop for a while."

"Are you sick?" Tara deliberately let her eyes linger on his scarf and coat for a moment.

This time Harry was silent for a long time, he pulled his scarf unconsciously, and lowered his eyes slightly.

"Sick?" He twitched the corners of his mouth, "Yes, he was seriously ill."

The author has something to say: No, I want to send candy, I am obviously the author of the sweet article.

Kacha Kacha two big apples, and a big pear for extra meal, so happy:

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