On the morning of November 3rd, Robert finally welcomed the sun. Although the rising sun was like a newborn baby, it didn’t seem to have much power. It just lazily spread its warm light on the side of the city.
, regardless of the dark shadow on the other side.
But Robert stood in the sun, squinting his eyes, stretching his arms, and doing chest-expanding exercises. Although the sky was still not clear, it did not affect him much.
He originally thought that on days like this, Peter would stay in bed and die, but he never expected that Peter would be fully armed early in the morning. The look on his face was so sacred. If Peter had become a Christian, he would immediately do it.
Maybe Robert would believe a certain sacred prayer.
Peter came over, as if he wanted to confirm something, with a serious face: "Robert, I want to tell you something."
Robert frowned. At this critical moment, Peter said he wanted to see him for something, so Robert was naturally wary of this matter.
However, the time for the birthday party has been arranged. Even if Robert spends 10 million federal dollars, he can't change the fact. Running away early can indeed avoid a lot of troubles, but the opportunity has been lost, and he can only suppress the pain in his heart.
Escape from emotions: "Tell me what you want to tell me."
Peter's mood was low, and he walked to his uncle's house, while Robert followed suit.
"Robert, what do you think of heroes?" Peter asked abruptly.
Robert said without hesitation: "Heroes are just another form of Nine-Nine-Six."
This view has never changed.
Peter said nothing.
Robert continued to elaborate: "Peter, from a factual point of view, you have indeed experienced a hero's addiction during this period, but if you look at your studies, I don't need to tell you that you are already in the class.
Ranked in the middle and lower reaches, and your work and rest routine, nine to five, you are obviously a high school student, but you are as embarrassed as a worker on a construction site..."
Robert talked a lot on the way. He didn't know why he talked so much, but when he came to his senses, it was too late and he quickly shut up.
He had done some analysis on this and thought that this might be the last conversation with Peter. He felt unhappy in his heart. After this time, they would never see each other again. This reminder and warning was only the best he could do.
Just the last obligation as a friend.
Peter's back was turned to him, and Robert couldn't see his expression clearly, so he could only continue to follow Peter up to the second floor of Uncle Ben's house.
After arriving at Peter's room, Robert still didn't see Peter's face. He only saw Peter picking up a tape and stuffing it into the TV without making any sound.
He wanted to show me the tape left by Peter's father...
Robert's urge to turn around gradually weakened. If it had been earlier, he might have avoided it, but Dr. Lizard, who was involved in the plot of Peter's father's plane crash, had appeared not long ago and was now in Arkham Asylum.
.
Therefore, the tape is not much trouble anymore, at most it tells some insignificant secrets.
Soon, a face that looked exactly like Peter appeared on the TV screen. Robert knew that it was Peter's father, and he also knew the plot related to Peter's father's plane crash, so he was not too surprised by this.
A male voice came from the TV.
"Child, ahem... I know that when you see this video, your mother and I are no longer here... I'm sorry that I didn't tell you until now, but if I don't tell you, I don't think there will be any in the future.
Here's a chance..."
"...We are actually agents of the United Nations, and we are investigating a special compound..."
"Hey, have you agreed?" A female voice interrupted abruptly. She snatched the phone. Although her voice was firm, she could still feel choked. This was Peter's mother, an expected beauty.
"Kid, remember, when you go to Uncle Ben's house, remember to eat more vegetables, and you will grow taller and stronger, sizzling..."
Robert originally thought that this was the end. He was just about to look away, but he didn't expect that the last frame was actually a green birdman, and another one standing in the cold night wind with his cloak fluttering and his eyes red.
A bold blond man.
Vulture?
People of the motherland!
Robert's brows trembled, but he quickly regained his composure.
Performing an agent mission... looking for a special compound?
Compound No. 5...
Combined with the fact that Kingpin's vultures were also present, the answer is self-evident. It turns out that Peter's father and mother were jointly assassinated by Kingpin and Walt Company! It was not a simple plane crash!
Robert wanted to comfort Peter and forget about this memory. Kingpin and Walter Company ignored him for the time being. They had powerful people to deal with them, so there was no need to bear hatred...
Robert said: "Peter..."
But he swallowed the rest.
Because, Peter turned to look at him, with tears already streaming down his face: "Robert, you said I'm not a hero now... is it too late?"
The morning sun just shot a ray of light through the window, but it quickly disappeared without a trace.
Robert's heart skipped a beat and he opened his mouth.
It's too late...
It was he who put the Spider-Man hood on him...
But now Peter puts on the Spider-Man hood, and Robert is powerless to stop him.
Peter stepped on the window sill. He seemed to realize something. Looking back, he saw Robert half hidden and half exposed in the room. On one side was the orange color of the morning sun, and on the other side was endless darkness. In the house
Everything, Robert, and Harry who was listening quietly in the original chair and interrupting from time to time...
Peter took a deep breath. He was going to do something that had to be done. He was now determined.
The tears on his face stuck to his hood and were slightly cold, and his mind was becoming clearer at the moment.
The road ahead, the heavy responsibilities on his shoulders, the difficulties of a hero... all of these had to make him give up some beautiful things, such as Gwen, Lao Kang's encouragement, and Uncle Ben's nagging.
Facing the morning breeze and swaying with cobwebs, Peter knew very clearly what he was going to do now.
He soon came to a very familiar place.
Every night, he would stand here in the evening breeze, staring intently at a window not far away, because behind this window was Gwen, who was writing hard and staying up late every night to read.
Light yellow hair, elegant nightgown, academic glasses, dim light, towering stacks of books,
Exquisite room, soft sheets...
Peter looked over again, but he had a different feeling than usual. It was a feeling that was hard to let go. Just by looking at it, all the muscles and bones in his body seemed to be protesting, stopping him from moving forward.
Yes, he is coming to express his love to Gwen. Of course, this is also his final farewell.