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Peter knew that there was something wrong with his mentality, and even more that his mental state was wrong.However, he just couldn't help it.Can't help it.

Even though Peter is a superhero and Spider-Man, he hasn't experienced any major blows now.

In Peter's life, the biggest shock was probably the news of the death of his biological parents.But then he was too young to realize what a sad truth it was, and he wasn't particularly impressed by it.

But now, what Peter desires in his heart is to become a brave hero like Iron Man and Captain America.His dream is to make everyone happy.

Even in Peter's own opinion, this dream is so far away, too ideal, and even hypocritical.But after being bitten by a mutated spider and gaining superpowers, that was the only thought in his mind.

When Peter was young, what would he do after he fantasized about having superpowers?At that time, holding the shield of Captain America, he vowed: "Be like Captain America, fight bad guys! Be a hero!"

What was once said in a childish voice has now come true by accident.

Peter is undoubtedly proud of himself, but he is only a high school student after all, and has not experienced the blows and darkness of society. Even if he has come into contact with some dark people, it is only a corner of darkness.

Peter is still as imaginative and innocent as anyone in his grade, caring about other people's opinions and comments.

Although receiving so many voices of doubt, Peter still thought in his heart: It’s okay, he will recover soon, and then everyone will recognize him and like him.

Although he comforted himself in this way, Peter was still a little depressed.

After chatting with Peter for a while, Lan Nuo found that Peter was extremely depressed. Lan Nuo wanted to comfort Peter, but he didn't know how to comfort him.In the end, I had no choice but to leave, and said something before leaving: Peter, you have to be well, I will wait for you at school when you come back.

Peter forced a smile, saying that he would definitely.

After Lan Nuo left, Aunt Mei also came up.

As Aunt Mei watched Peter grow up, she could see anything wrong with Peter, not to mention Peter's state where the word depression was almost written on his face.

Aunt Mei brought Peter's favorite food, sat gently beside Peter's bed, and gently combed Peter's messy hair.

Aunt May kept silent, and Peter silently accepted Aunt May's care for him.In the end, I couldn't hold back: "Aunt Mei, do you think I'm likable?"

Aunt Mei nodded affirmatively, and her tone was extremely firm, "Of course, Peter. You are our favorite child. Since childhood, the neighbors and friends around have said that Peter is the most lovable child. In kindergarten , You have also won the school's most popular award."

As Aunt Mei said, she got up and turned out the certificate, handed it to Peter and said, "Look, this is the first certificate you got."

Peter took it over and found that on the severely worn paper was written "the most popular kid in the school" and "the most well-behaved and lovely kid in the school" in flamboyant handwriting - Peter.

It is also printed full of childlike flowers and plants and some cute and funny animals.

Looking at the certificate, Peter couldn't help but smile, and the depression in his heart calmed down a little.

Seeing Peter's smile, Aunt Mei also showed a gentle smile.

Fortunately, Peter was too young at that time to remember that he wrote this award for himself.

......

Peter's injury was well maintained and healed on his own in a short time.

I don't know if it's because I'm in a good mood, or because I'm already pretty good.

Since that day, Peter has rarely visited forums and the Internet.

Until Lan Nuo asked him to go online and log in to the forum to vote for an event about who is the richest man in the United States.

This is a self-organized event in the forum next door. There are many people selected, but in the end there are only two finalists, Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne.

These two are frequent visitors to the rich list and often meet in the finals.

There are many fans on both sides, and every time they vote, the sky and the sky are completely darkened.

[Papa Tony's charming big eyes!Absolute first! 】

[Heh, my father Wayne's big eyes don't lose, okay? !It is simply a galaxy in the world! 】

[My father Tony is not only a genius inventor, but also an Iron Man!Super hero!Is it a playboy who can compare with an idiot vase? 】

[Wayne's father has broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, his figure is comparable to that of a god!You Starks have little bellies! 】

Originally, Peter didn't like to participate in this kind of boring voting, but Lano is also a fan of Iron Man, and Peter himself is also a fan of Iron Man.After thinking about it, I might as well vote for Iron Man.Anyway, his one vote and two votes didn't have much decisive effect.

After voting, I sent the sentence "Tony Stark is a genius" by the way.As soon as Peter's phone was refreshed, a message was pushed randomly.

[The results of the big and small Spiderman competition have appeared, and the results will shock you! 】

This exaggerated title made Peter silent for a while.Peter still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and led you in.

The simple and clear data page shows the final result.

The palm of Peter's hand holding the phone couldn't help but his fingertips turned slightly white.

Soon, Peter put the phone back in the bag.His face was as usual, as if he hadn't seen anything just now.

It didn't take long for New Yorkers to realize that the red and black figure above their heads, that Spider-Man, had returned.

"Hey, did you see that? It's Spider-Man!"

"Where? Where?"

"Just passed by, is it the big one or the small one?"

"Big Spider-Man."

"Ah...not the little one, I like the little Spider-Man the most."

"Me too, and he promised me that next time I can give him a hug."

"Really? I must hug him next time too!"

The conversations of pedestrians drifted away with the wind, and I don't know if the passing superheroes heard it?If possible, I hope he won't hear it.

Peter, as usual, wandered the streets of New York City, looking around for possible accidents and mishaps.The big white eyes on the hood are round and round, and with the movement of Peter's head turning, they are a little cute.

Suddenly, Peter saw not far away, a woman chasing a man, shouting while running.

"Come on, someone! Someone is robbing!"

"Is there anyone!? Come and help!"

After Peter heard it, he flew over immediately, and after locking on to the target, he gave a flying kick.The man who snatched the bag was kicked out.

Holding the snatched bag, Peter handed the bag to the panting lady behind.

"Your bag, ma'am." Peter's voice was as alive as it had been before.

But after receiving the bag, the lady opposite had a regretful expression on her face, "Why is it you? Why isn't it Little Spider-Man?"

The smile froze under Peter's mask.

"But it's okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Peter flew away again, but his movements were a little stiff.

Next, Peter rescued people several times.But it was almost the same, the first thing everyone said after seeing him.

"So it's Big Spider-Man?"

"Where's Little Spider-Man? Why isn't he here?"

"I like little Spider-Man better! He's cuter."

"Where's Little Spider-Man? I also want to thank him very much. I was lucky to have his help last time."

"Where's Little Spider-Man? Is he your brother? You have to take good care of him, he's super cute."

......

Peter was flying in the sky, he didn't understand, and he didn't understand.

What exactly is this for?

Why can Andrew erase all traces and impressions of him in a week?

Why do people always ask when they see him, where is Little Spider-Man?

Why can't he compare to Andrew?

What exactly is this for?

Peter lost almost all his smile and energy, and he didn't even want to talk anymore.Now he just wants to go home quickly, nestle in the soft quilt, think about nothing, do nothing.

But when Peter flew over a house, he suddenly heard a voice calling him from inside.

"Is it Spider-Man? Is it Spider-Man?"

Is she calling me?

With his last hope, Peter slowly fell from the window.

By the window is an old woman who looks very old. The years have left wrinkles and silver hair on her body, and at the same time endowed her with a particularly gentle affinity.

Seeing that it was an old woman, Peter, who respected the old and cared for the young, immediately restrained all his bad temper.

Peter turned over lightly, squatted by the window, and asked, "Grandma, are you calling me?"

The silver-haired old woman nodded and said with a kind smile, "Yes, child, I am calling you."

Peter asked again: "Take a good look at me. I'm Big Spider-Man, not Little Spider-Man. Are you sure you're calling me?"

The old woman immediately pretended to be angry, and said displeasedly: "Although I am old! My eyes are blurred, but I can still see clearly at such a close distance! Of course I know you belong to the big Spiderman!"

Peterton was pleasantly surprised, as if the whole world had become warmer, like spring flowers blooming.

"I made a fruitcake and baked some biscuits." As the old woman said, she got up from the rocking chair, turned and walked to the kitchen.

Seeing the old woman walking slowly with a cane, Peter was filled with emotion, and he said, "It's okay, old woman, I don't want to eat these, so I don't need to trouble you."

The old woman came over with a basket, looked at Peter in surprise and said, "Who said it was for you to eat? I meant to give these to your brother. He is still young and growing, so what if he doesn't eat some? "

Peter: "..."

After all, I was sincere and paid by mistake!