[Zhongyingmei] dishonest love

Peter was pushed close to the "tunnel" by Loki, and a strange force came from behind him, and he was pulled into the tunnel by invisible energy.

At the last second before passing through the tunnel, Loki's expression of "I guessed it already" fell on the retina.

Peter was still wondering where he would come from and how long it would take.But in fact, it didn't take him more than two seconds to pass through the tunnel, and the scenery in front of him changed, and it was outside instead of Jane's apartment as he had speculated...

With his body still in mid-air, he adjusted his posture and fell, shooting a bunch of spider silk to the nearby branch, and finally landed in the old-fashioned "superhero landing" posture, while not forgetting to observe the place where he fell in just a few seconds.

This is the backyard of a luxury villa. There is a tree as thick as two people hugging each other in the backyard. He falls behind this tree.

Peter stood up, intending to turn around twice to see exactly where he landed.

He walked to the other side of the tree and met the eyes of the little girl on the swing, and looked at his current costume, he waved his hands again and again to show that he was harmless: "Don't, don't be afraid, I am Spider-Man, a good neighbor in New York, nothing Suspicious person."

The girl who looked inexplicably familiar looked at him quietly, and didn't seem to be frightened by his sudden appearance: "Why is the good neighbor in New York in LA?"

"LA?" He tilted his head to understand the little girl's words, "How did I come here..."

"Yes, is this your first time in LA?"

"It doesn't count. I traveled here with my family when I was young, but that was when I was very young."

Because of her pale complexion and thin body, the five or six-year-old girl looked sickly and weak. She nodded and raised her lake-green eyes: "Are you the person I imagined?"

No time to continue thinking about why he is in LA, Peter is already thinking about how to go back to New York to find clues, maybe make a call to find Mr. Stark first?Thinking of this, he took out his phone from his suit pocket and answered the girl's words: "No, I'm a real person. Haven't you heard of Spider-Man?" Since the Avengers Civil War, his popularity has been rising, and there are many small fans. A lot, but since he is not as famous as Mr. Stark, it is probably understandable that he is not known... The signal of the mobile phone is zero, and Peter put the mobile phone back in his pocket.

"No." The little girl didn't hide her curious expression, "Spider-Man sounds weird, I'm a little afraid of spiders."

"I've heard of Iron Man, right? What about the Avengers?" Peter was about to re-introduce himself as a reserve army of the Avengers.

"Iron Man? The Avengers?" The little girl still had a confused expression.

"That's it..." Peter was helpless. Is there anyone who doesn't know about Iron Man and Avengers?He planned to establish a short-term friendship with the little girl first and asked if he could borrow a phone or something, "By the way, little sister, I've already introduced myself, what's your name?"

"Jenny, my name is Jenny..."

"What a coincidence, my girlfriend is also named Jenny." Peter finally remembered where this familiarity came from, "She looks a little bit like you." His eyes fell on the helloKitty on the girl's swing chair Puppet, Peter was stunned—if he remembered correctly, did Janey have the same doll that she had been carrying since she was a child?

"Jane... Lovech? What's the current year?" He tremblingly made a final determination.

"2XXX year." She was not surprised that her full name was known, and she focused all her attention on this strange big brother who fell from the sky. Based on her feeling, he was not a bad person.

"Are you six years old?" Sure enough, he went back to the past, and Peter stared at his childhood girlfriend with complicated emotions.

"Six years old after today." Lilith passed away not long ago, and no one thought of celebrating her birthday...

"...Happy birthday." Now that he even figured out the exact date, Peter fumbled in his pockets everywhere, but unfortunately there was only one small pocket for a mobile phone in his battle suit, and he couldn't find anything else that could be used as a birthday present. Able to say happy birthday.

"Thank you." Peter didn't expect that Janey didn't seem particularly shy when she was a child. Maybe it was because this "stranger" was him?In short, perhaps aware of Peter's distress, Jenny poked Peter's arm, "Are you troubled by something?"

"I'm thinking about how to get back to my place." Peter explained to her seriously.

"New York?"

"Almost." It was New York a few years later, and Peter decided to go with the situation, believing in luck, and there was no point in being anxious anyway.

"Give you money or call a car to take you." Jane took a deep breath and took his arm, "In exchange, you will be my friend for a day." She summoned up all her courage to propose this deal.

Neither the car nor the money could travel back in time to send him back, but Peter lowered his head and patted Jenny's head: "Okay." Maybe she was the reason for him to go back in time through time and space. Can't see the boy's gentle expression.

Jane showed a smile: "Come with me to my room, I have something for you."

In order not to cause trouble, Peter avoided the butler and maid of the Lovech family, and chose a special way for Spider-Man to enter her room—holding the little girl who was so light that there were few bones in one hand, and shooting out spider webs with the other, Peter, who was holding Jane, climbed into her room along the windowsill with one hand.

"Do you have another name? Or should I just call you Spider-Man?" Jenny asked while searching for something in the closet.

Peter, who was sitting with his knees on the rug beside her bed, was not sure if revealing his real name would have any butterfly effect, so he hesitated and replied, "You can call me Tom."

"So, Tom..." The girl who dragged out a mini safe from the closet wiped off the sweat from her forehead, and because of this amount of exercise, the little pale face was finally tinged with blood, panting, "If, if I'll give you all these, can you stay forever? I can keep you..." The puppet cat Kitty is gone, she really needs a new friend.

The open safe was full of cash and jewelry. Peter reached out to help her close the safe: "Sorry, I won't be here soon."

Jenny was downcast, and she knew that things would never go in the direction she hoped.

Looking at the depressed girl, Peter felt at a loss: "I won't lie to you, although I can't stay here now, but... we will see each other again one day."

"What day will it be? Can't it be tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow?" She rarely used the kid-friendly crap.

Spoilers are dangerous, especially those involving the future. Peter pressed her head and rubbed it: "Let's not talk about this, play something, do you have any wishes to fulfill?"

She was old enough to know that wishing to bring the dead back to life was unrealistic, and he had made it clear he couldn't stay, and in the end Janey just shook her head sadly.

Peter has the urge to take out his mobile phone to surf the Internet, but unfortunately, this idea is not practical because there is no signal—how on earth can he coax a child? !Very impatient.

"Do you like to hold high?" This is the number one solution he racked his brains to come up with.

The little girl who seemed to be more precocious than the average six-year-old looked at him, which could probably be called "you are so childish".

Peter covered his face and muttered softly: "You are 15 years old, you obviously like it very much..."

The proposal fell through, and Peter had to think of another way.

"Do you want to go somewhere high?"

Shaking his head.

"Want to fly high?"

Shaking his head.

… After all, he just changed the expression of "Spider-Man Express" in several ways, but Jane, who has had the traits of a house girl since she was a child, vetoed them one by one.

"Do you want to watch me weave silk?" Peter was already helpless.

nod.

"...Uh, okay." The middle finger and the ring finger pressed the button of the spider silk launcher in the palm, and the spider silk was launched from Peter's hand and touched her doll, and when the hand was retracted, the doll was carried by the spider silk and flew into his hand.

"Do it again." Jenny applauded him as if she saw a novel magic show.

Peter did the same thing, and when he was about to lose his originality, he developed a new use of spider silk. The spider web launcher was adjusted to continuous spray mode, and he used the spider silk to spell "Happy Birthday" to her on the window glass.

The little girl put on bright eyes that couldn't hide her surprise, and Peter finally felt that he had left some decent memories for her birthday.

Peter showed her the usefulness of various equipment on his body, but unfortunately he is not wearing a battle suit with a battle suit system now, and the only things he can use are the spider web launcher and a few spider silk bombs; Chairs, blankets and other materials were used to build a small tent for her; two people, one big and one small, hid in the tent to study her toys that she didn’t usually touch; A pleasant dinner; she temporarily forgets all her troubles because of a 24-hour friend who mysteriously appears and enjoys the joy of company...

As the sun went down, she moved her bedside lamp into the small tent and lit it up. In the warm light, Jane put a penguin blanket on her new friend: "Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

"It should be like this if there is no way to go back." Peter picked up the small thin blanket on his body, and then patted the carpeted floor, "I'll just sleep here."

"If it's cold, I can give you half of the bed." She sincerely hoped that if she was good enough to her new friend, he would be willing to stay for a while longer.

"No need." Peter rubbed his neck. It was still a little uncomfortable to bend over and lower his head in this small tent for a long time. As for her intimate suggestions, let's skip it, after all, the situation is weird.

Unable to show her disappointed expression of being rejected, he stretched out his hand and ruffled Jane's hair: "Thank you for being so considerate, but you can't be unguarded against others, especially the opposite sex." Before that Well, Peter really couldn't imagine the day when he would give his girlfriend preventive education.

"Yeah." Jenny replied obediently, "Then I'll get you a pillow." She tried to make his temporary habitat a little more comfortable.

"Okay." Peter lay down, watched her find a spare pillow, and thought about what to do next.The bluish light reflected through the thin sheets above his head, Peter climbed out of the tent and found a tunnel above the bedroom.

Jane, who came back dragging the duck down pillow, saw this scene, and she read the sad parting breath from the atmosphere.

"I'm leaving..." Peter couldn't miss this opportunity to go back, he still had to deal with the illusion.

"Please, don't go, I don't have any friends." She showed the most child-like expression in Peter's eyes so far—the mouth was flattened, and tears of grievance immediately fell.

"I'm sorry, if I can...but I don't belong here." The tunnel became unstable. Peter glanced at Jane, and he was also a little reluctant. If possible, he also wanted to leave some good memories for her. .

"But a day is 24 hours, you clearly promised..."

The tunnel seemed to disappear at any time, Peter came over and knelt down to hug the thin little girl, and she immediately hugged his neck with palpable nostalgia.

Rolling up the mask and kissing her forehead, Peter took a deep breath: "I will give you a real birthday present - a notice: you will meet a boy named Peter, who will become your lifelong friend and family member You're happy to do anything. Please be patient, I really have to go...bye, Jenny."

The thin little hand let go of him, Peter stared at the girl who was struggling to hold back tears and turned around and rushed towards the tunnel.

There was a flash in front of my eyes, and the scene in front of me changed again—Peter returned to the other side of the tunnel...

With the disappearance of the tunnel, the girl who fell on the ground lost all memories of this half day. The only thing that left her with a little impression was her two names and her discomfort with the empty window glass.