mousepad-d2 Chapter 67 Life
Chapter 67 Life
For the next few hours, Zemo could sense a slight change in Harry Osborn, who began to avoid some of Zemo's questions, which Zemo guessed was what he called a counter-attack - childish, really.
And Zemo doesn't really care about these things. The information that Harry Osborn himself can provide Zemo already knows almost. Zemo is only waiting to go to the United States with him to complete his remaining tasks. What other plans does Siben have, Zemo can completely ignore him.
In the afternoon, Harry Osborn answered another call, still avoiding Zemo, and Zemo wasn't surprised.After he answered the call, his face was even more ugly, which made Zemo wonder whether there was something wrong with S.H.I.E.L.D. or his father's condition, but he didn't ask.
While on the plane, Zemo closed his eyes and began to think about the information he had searched on the Hydra in Iowa. He should be 49 years old. He used to be one of the leaders of the Zephyr project, on the Helicarrier After the incident, he left the Hydra organization and began to flee. Now he has settled in Iowa for more than a month. Hydra still has his location information, but because he has no obvious use or threat and Hydra now also Already falling apart, trying to rebuild himself, so he wasn't approached by the rest of Hydra.
"Have you ever been through anything?" Harry Osborn asked.
Zemo came back from the memory and saw Harry Osborn sitting next to him, holding a bottle of soda, and didn't look directly at him.
Zemo didn't answer, he was waiting for Harry Osborn to add something.
"You said that those who have been hurt cannot be aroused by the beauty of the world. A person who has not experienced it is not qualified to say that," Harry said, "What happened to you, right?"
"Your description of the past is too barren. It doesn't look like a person's experience, it's like a template for anyone to imagine. Maybe you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me." Harry Osborn continued road.
Yeah, Zemo thought, well, I've been cheating on your good friend Peter Parker for months.
"If I tell you, you'll be able to deduce from it most of the information I'm trying to hide," Zemo said. "I can't tell you."
Harry took a sip of soda, his face expressionless: "I see."
"You don't look as good as yesterday." Zemo glanced at Harry's paler face and said.
"I don't know, the illness keeps coming back and forth, but it's generally heading in a serious direction. I'm used to this sick look. I'm a little surprised that you can find that my complexion is worse than yesterday." Harry road.
"Is your father's condition so serious when you were your age?" Zemo asked, he was a little puzzled by this-Harry Osborn's father had been over fifty years old before reaching the level of Harry Osborn's condition. The degree of seriousness that Ben said, but Harry Osborn actually used the word serious to evaluate his condition, which is obviously contrary to what he said that the condition worsened with age.
"No." Harry said, his tone a little hard, so Zemo didn't ask the next question.
"Why don't you keep asking?" Harry Osborn asked after a long silence.
"You're dissatisfied that I keep asking you questions and avoiding information about myself," Zemo said. "It's not a wise choice to ask questions in this situation."
Harry Osborn touched his neck. He stared at the red velvet-covered tabletop in front of him. When Zemo thought he was going to be silent, he said, "I won't live long. gone."
Zemo's eyes widened in that instant.
It wasn't that he had no premonition about it. Harry Osborn's strong desire for life and part of his description of his condition had already made him guess that perhaps Harry Osborn's condition was more serious than he expected. It might even have reached the point where it could easily threaten life, but Harry Osborn's youth made him uncertain about it.The reason why Harry Osborn is unwilling to disclose this matter is also easy to understand - he has just grown up and can inherit his father's Osborne industry, and his father's illness has already distracted his subordinates. Knowing that his future boss is also a short-lived person, Osborne Industries may fall apart in an instant.He must have tried his best to keep the family business going.
So he was quite surprised that Harry Osborn was able to tell him this matter.
"Why?" he asked.
Harry opened his lips, closed them again, and only when he opened them a second time did he make a sound.
"You're always lying to me," he said, "Why should I tell you this." His eye sockets became a little red, but when he opened them, there was no trace of water.
If Zemo has any shortcomings, it is that his heart and his reason are always not on the same front. For example, when he saw the boy in front of him, he immediately felt soft-hearted, but his reason told him to be more ruthless. ——He is not sure whether this boy has other ideas about him, it is best not to have too much information exchange with him, especially about this kind of private information.
So he chose a compromise solution. He sat in front of Harry. The boy didn't want to look at him. You might feel better. But it doesn't matter what you don't want to say."
Zemo paused, and said something that probably shouldn't have been said: "I would feel better if I told others about my pain. But I haven't tried it, it's too dangerous, and I don't want to do it, maybe I just want to rely on this pain to remember."
Harry raised his eyes and met Zemo's, the sudden vulnerability in his eyes made Zemo bewildered.
"I was so stupid at that time." He said, his tone trembling imperceptibly, "I feel that no one really cares about me, everyone comes to me because of my money and status, I don't know what my role is What, I went to my father, and my father didn't care about me. So I started to profligate, I started to rebel, and I thought that if I did those outrageous behaviors, my father would definitely notice me. I didn't know the severity of the disease and didn't care, I was drinking, hanging out all night, going to parties, hanging out with people, I said I had a crazy time - that's it, I thought the world It's all empty, except for my father's concern, I have everything I want, I can't find any joy, life is not something worth cherishing for me."
He stopped, and Zemo looked at him, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and his eyes closed, the redness of his eye sockets seemed to seep into them.