"Sometimes I really don't know what I'm doing..." she muttered quietly.
Peter Looking at her depressed look, an indescribable loneliness and exhaustion suddenly arose in his heart. During this period, too many people had left him, and the weight that was suppressed in his heart made him urgently want to find someone to talk to.
Even if you know this is a very bad idea.
Peter took out his phone and clicked on the encrypted photo album.
Mary·Jian came over and joked, "What are you doing? You want to show me Captain America's nude photos?"
"Put it down, Steve·Rogers, how could that old-fashioned person take pictures of that kind of thing?" Peter pulled out a photo.
That was a group photo he took when he was Earth-982. In the photo, the middle-aged Peter and Mary·Jian of that universe were standing together with gentle smiles, while the young Mayday·Parker was holding Peter's shoulders, and the two of them smiled like a pair of biological brothers and sisters.
"I told you before that I mistakenly entered another parallel universe and met another myself, remember?"
"Remember... wait a minute, this girl is Mayday, right? You said before that she was you from that universe?"
Peter shook his head. "No... I lied to you."
Mary·Jian was stunned. "What?"
"She is not me from the parallel universe... she is my daughter." Peter enlarged the photo and pointed at the girl above, "Her name is Mayday·Parker, she is the daughter of Spider-Man. She is also... the child of me and you."
Mary·Jianru was struck by lightning and froze in place. Her eyes glanced back and forth between her middle-aged self and Mayday in the photo, and her hands began to tremble slightly. "This... is this us?"
"No, this is just us in one of the universes." Peter took back the phone and explained seriously, "In that world, I have never dated Felicia·Hardy. The development trajectory of each world is different, MJ. I show you this, not to say that we will definitely be together in the future... I just want to tell you that maybe one day, you can also find your own happiness."
That sentence about Felicia is not true. Peter just wants Mary·Jian to understand that experiences in different worlds cannot determine their lives.
Mary·Jian looked at him blankly. "Peter... will we get married in the future?"
Peter flicked her forehead. "I don't know. Who can say for sure about the future? But tomorrow is always a new day, both for you and Mark. I don't think we will become what we look like in the photo, there are too many differences between us. However, you may still find your own happiness."
After saying that, Peter stood up and walked towards the window.
As soon as she stepped onto the window sill, Mary Jane's slightly resentful voice came from behind her. "If I had asked you out when I first saw you, would things have been different?"
Peter stopped and turned around with a sour smile, "Maybe... who knows. Good night, MJ."
Back in his room, Peter was lying on the bed, confused. He regretted that he impulsively showed the photo to Mary Jane, giving an unrealistic fantasy to a girl who had just lost love.
But he knew very well that he could not respond to Mary Jane. Because in his heart, the woman named Felicia·Hardy still lived deeply.
Fucking emotional life.
The days pass quickly.
The next few days were uneventful. Mark and Mary Jane completely broke up, and Mary Jane naturally returned to the small circle of Harry and Flash. The "cancer gang" that once gave Peter a headache seemed to be getting together again.
But fortunately, Harry is now much more mature and stable, so he will probably not cause any big trouble again.
On the contrary, the security on the streets is surprisingly good. Ever since Spider-Man became famous in New York, the gangsters saw the red and blue uniforms as if they were seeing the god of plague. Even Matt·Murdock complained that they couldn't even find a gangster who could fight at night recently.
Taking advantage of this gap period, Peter completely improved his suit and equipment.
He sewed a homemade infinite storage bag into the interior of his tactical backpack. Although the principle is not complicated, with this portable pocket with almost unlimited capacity, he can carry a large amount of technological equipment with him, and he no longer has to worry about running out of room to put his suit.
As for the suit itself, due to the use of UMF material, Peter simply writes the casual form directly into the memory chip of the suit. After washing it a few times, it can be worn directly as daily clothes, eliminating the need to take off the suit.
Susan·Storm After learning about it, although I felt a little disgusting about wearing the same "clothes" every day, I had to admit that this was a wonderful design.
Mentioning Susan...Peter could only smile helplessly.
This Invisible Woman still treated him coldly, and the relationship between the two completely regressed back to a purely business-like one. Although Peter felt a little embarrassed, he could only accept it. After all, he could not change Susan's mind, and he did not intend to change it.
As for his other major project - "Spider Tank" (the modified sports car), it is still parked in Johnny Stone's laboratory for various extreme tests. All weapons and protective modules have been installed and are waiting for the final actual combat test.
Life seems to have returned to calm.
But Peter knew in his heart that this was just the brief calm before the storm.
Sure enough, in mid-May, a storm suddenly came.
That morning, Peter slept in, hurriedly put on a UMF uniform disguised as a loose casual style and rushed out of the house. Since Mary Jane had gone to school early, he ran all the way and finally slipped into the school gate a second before the bell rang.
As soon as he stepped into the teaching building, Peter was keenly aware that something was wrong.
The students in the corridor gathered in small groups, discussing something intensely. Before Peter could ask a question, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on him.
The atmosphere is so weird that it makes people hairy.
Peter blinked, a little confused. "Um... good morning, everyone? Is there something on my face?"
"He's coming!" someone shouted from the end of the corridor.
Immediately afterwards, Mary·Jian and Liz·Allan squeezed out of the crowd in panic, grabbed Peter's arm and pulled them out.
"Peter! Go quickly!" Mary Jane urged in a low voice.
Peter was staggered. "What's wrong? What happened?"
The surrounding students immediately gathered around and blocked the way out.
"Oh my god, is it true?"
"Impossible, how could Parker be Spider-Man?"
"But he works in the building of Fantastic Four! That makes sense!"
"I don't believe it! This is too ridiculous!"