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Chapter 5 Chapter 5

Peter accompanied his new friend Mr. Parker to the hospital. When they walked back, the two discussed how to lie to Aunt May, because the wounded Mr. Parker was seriously injured, and it would be unrealistic to get away with it.

In view of the fact that both of them are "professionals in cheating Aunt Mei", they have rich experience in cheating on Aunt Mei, and there is almost no possibility of overturning the car, so the two Qiu Mingshan car gods decided to improvise at that time.

After returning home, the first thing Aunt Mei noticed was the bandage hanging around her hapless nephew's neck, she was shocked and said, "Peter! What happened to you!"

Parker scratched his head and said, "Accidentally fell—"

"Don't lie!" Aunt Mei threw down the rag in her hand and walked out of the kitchen in two steps, "Are you going to say that you fell on the ground again? Your Aunt Mei is old, but not so old that she doesn't understand it!"

Parker's big eyes narrowed together, showing a flattering smile: "You are not old at all, you are not old at all..."

"what is the problem!"

Peter, who was standing at the door of the entrance, said awkwardly: "Uh...Actually, Mr. Parker had a small car accident. There should be reports on TV now. There was a series of car accidents on the east road. Mr. Parker rushed over to take pictures for the newspaper office. Scratched."

Ever since they entered the door, Aunt Mei's attention had been focused on Parker's disabled arm. It was only when she heard the voice that she noticed that there was another person entering the door with Parker... The other party was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with dark brown hair. Her hair is disheveled, with a few witty strands hanging on her forehead, her cheeks are a bit thin, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her eyebrows and eyes are curved when she smiles, which is very cute.

Aunt Mei showed a puzzled expression: "You are..."

"This is Mr. Forsway's nephew," Parker said eagerly, "Mr. Forsway has gone to Pennsylvania to collect pictures, and asked me to take care of this little guy——I mentioned Mr. Forsway to you before, do you remember? ?"

"Remember, it's Mr. Forsway who took good care of you, right?" Aunt May turned to Peter with a smile, "Son, what's your name?"

"My name is—" Peter subconsciously said, but he had to suppress his voice in time. His name is Peter Parker, but it is impossible to say the name now, just like the white-haired man standing in front of him. The pale lady, who obviously didn't look like his aunt at all, but inexplicably made him think that she was May Parker.

"My name is Ned." In desperation, Peter had to borrow his friend's name, and regretted it a little after saying it, why didn't he say that he was Tony Stark... Anyway, there is no Avengers in this world, Star Mr. Ke would never know that he was impersonating him, or that he could be called Bruce Wayne, and it must feel good to be a rich man.

"Ned? What a good boy." Aunt May went over and patted Peter's head, smoothing his tangled hair. "I'm May. You can call me Aunt May just like Peter. Go and sit down, Aunt May." I'll make you an apple pie..."

Parker cheered, and Aunt Mei immediately withdrew her kind look, and said to him with a straight face: "We haven't made it clear about the two of us yet, why is your arm like this? And the clothes are too dirty, hurry up clean up..."

As she spoke, she pushed Parker into the bathroom.

Peter looked at the small but warmly decorated living room, and slowly stepped back a few steps to sit on the sofa.

There is a framed photo on the wall next to the TV, which shows a family of three who seem very close, but Peter knows that they are not parents and sons in the ordinary sense. They are the Parker couple and their nephew Peter Parker. When I took this picture, I was about seven or eight years old, with a bright smile on my face, but it was obvious that I was missing a front tooth in my grinning mouth.

Peter couldn't hold back his "puchi" laugh.

Aunt Mei came out of the bathroom, shook her head and sighed helplessly: "This child..."

At this time, Peter thought to himself, when he grows up, he must not be like Mr. Parker, and let Aunt May worry about him when he grows up.

I completely forgot that I am not a fuel-efficient lamp at all.

Aunt Mei smiled at him kindly, and said, "You must not have had dinner yet, I'll go and prepare lunch for you, you can watch TV by yourself first."

She said and went into the kitchen, and Peter sat on the sofa feeling a little embarrassed.

This...is not his home after all.

I don't know if it's dark in his world, is his Aunt Mei worried about him again?

Did Mr. Stark find out that he was missing, and would she be angry if Wanda's chocolate pudding was not delivered to Quicksilver, but if so, Vision had a chance to comfort her again.

But who will comfort him now, Peter wants to cry but has no tears.

When Parker came out of the bathroom wiping his hair, he saw the little guy he had just picked up sitting on the sofa with his head downcast. If he had two ears on top of his head, they must be drooping at this time.

He sat down next to him, so frightened that the little guy almost jumped up and hung from the roof.

"OK, OK..." Parker comforted him, "Don't be so nervous, there is no Doctor Octopus or Rhino here, only a large Spider-Man and his Aunt May."

Peter glanced at him, straightened his back and said, "No, I was just thinking...how can I go back."

"Don't worry," Parker threw the towel aside, "I'll go online to find an authoritative space physicist, and then I'll take you there to ask..."

"No matter what important things you have to do, you can only do it after eating, do you agree, lads?" Aunt Mei came out of the kitchen with a plate, and the two young people saw that they stood up at the same time to help her However, Aunt Mei just handed the dinner plate to Parker, then patted Peter on the shoulder, and said kindly, "He needs to be older, just let him work, good boy."

Parker "hummed" to express his dissatisfaction, and placed the dinner plate in the center of the dining table.

After lunch, Aunt Mei asked: "If this kid wants to sleep in the guest room, I have to pack him up in advance—"

"Ah, no need," Parker said immediately, "It's fine for him to live in my room, and I can give him a camp bed... because we two need to discuss some spatial physics issues, it will be more convenient."

"Oh, that's fine. Remember to make two mattresses. Ned is still a child. I'm afraid he won't be used to such a hard camp bed..."

Parker saw Aunt May go in to wash the dishes, and pushed Peter to his bedroom.

As soon as he entered, Peter let out a "wow".

Parker leaned against the door and said proudly, "Isn't it great?"

Peter picked up what he hadn't finished saying just now: "——It's as messy as mine!"

Parker: "..."

He closed the door as if nothing had happened, and said: "The guest room is too close to Aunt Mei's room, if there is any movement, she will definitely notice, so I have to wrong you to sleep on the camp bed."

Peter waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm used to it."

Nonsense, if you were specially trained by the black widow who was a spy for two months, you would feel that there is no problem sleeping on a branch.

Parker dragged the camp bed out of the storage room and set it up. He laid out two layers of mattresses according to Aunt Mei's instructions, and took a new sheet to cover it up. Then he said, "I'm going to the newspaper office to deliver photos later, and I'll be back later. One point, if Aunt May asks, you know what to say, right?"

Peter subconsciously nodded, and immediately realized: "Are you going to find Dr. Octopus?"

Parker picked up his backpack: "Even if I don't go to see Dr. Octopus, I still have to go out to maintain law and order at night, don't you know it very well?"

"But your arm—"

Parker lifted the gauze and took a look, then said indifferently, "It's almost done, there should be no problem at night."

Peter opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.

At night, he was lying on the bed, with the back of his head resting on his arms and staring out the window dully, because he had tried hard for two hours before, but he just couldn't fall asleep.

Mr. Parker placed his camp bed against the wall, and from this angle he had a clear view of the night sky over New York.

There are no stars and moons under the bustling neon lights, only the blue sky and the flashing lights of the aircraft can be barely seen.

He thought of the night view of New York he had seen from the top of the Avengers Building.

It was a long time ago, when he and Wanda first met, she and Vision brought him up, and they sat on the roof of the top floor and ate a whole family bucket, of course he and Wanda were actually eating. It is not necessary to eat.

At that time, he had just joined the Avengers not long ago. He felt that he was too ordinary and could hardly integrate into this group of superheroes. However, Wanda, who was about his age, often came to talk to him and play with him, making him feel Not so alone.

Later he found out that the reason why Wanda did this was because the captain found out that he was not used to it and asked her specially.

Those grown-ups...Although they are indeed arbitrary at times, who can deny that they care about children.

He rolled over.

Think again, what was he doing at this time in the past?Is he wandering in the night sky in New York, or is he on the phone with Aunt May, or chatting with his friends?

Anyway, it will definitely not be lying on the bed and looking at the taillights of the plane boringly.

At one o'clock in the morning, a hand quietly opened the window, and then some night superhero crawled in like a humanoid gecko, a huge shadow covered the wall, moved, and when the window was closed, Peter sat up suddenly body.

Parker was still lying on the roof, seeing his movements, immediately hung upside down, pressed his fingers to his lips, and whispered: "Don't turn on the light!"

Peter was taken aback by the spider's head that suddenly hung down in front of him.

It turns out that this is how he feels when he is suddenly hanging in front of others... He just thought it was cool to do so.

He asked quietly, "Is your hand ready?"

Mr. Parker flipped down from the roof, lay on the bed and took off the spider uniform, then used the spider silk to pull open the closet, threw the uniform into a ball, and said weakly: "Hands are fine, but I didn't find Dr. Octopus and Rhinoceros." people."

"Then why do you look so tired?"

"Because there was a gang of bastards fighting in the east corner," Parker turned over and lay down a little more comfortably, "there was also a gas leak in a restaurant on Norish Street, I rescued all the people inside, and then... ..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep.

Peter sighed, got up and went to cover him with the quilt. The street light outside the window flickered a few times and finally went out, and he fell into a deep sleep. above the eyebrows.

"Good night, Spider-Man."

Peter said so.

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