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Chapter 94 Where Has Time Gone?
Chapter 94 Where Has Time Gone?
Only then did Peter realize that the young, beautiful, energetic and dancing Aunt May was already old.
She is no longer young, no longer has the vitality of her youth, her voice is hoarse, and her eyes are even a little short-sighted.
The little spider only felt that his nose was sore. The people closest to him, who were closer than his parents, were already so old, and he was still like a child, so he still made them worry.
"Are you all right, Aunt May?"
"I'm fine, you go home quickly, it's past nine o'clock now, and there is still an hour to your place."
Aunt Mei had a good night's sleep and her spirits improved. She tidied up the napkins on the table and looked up at the moving little spider.
"Be careful, I don't like you riding a motorcycle very much. After all, it's meat covered with iron, it's too dangerous."
Peter didn't get up, he quietly watched Aunt May fold the napkins
"I'm worried about you. Uncle Ben often works overtime at night, and you are alone. If there is anything, no one can take care of you."
Aunt May shrugged indifferently.
"I'm just an old woman, what else can I encounter? Even if they rob, they have to pick a rich one. Your uncle Ben's monthly salary has paid off the mortgage, and he has to pay insurance. There is no money left, but you , It’s time to prepare some money to marry a wife.”
she puts the napkin away
"Anyway, I'm tired, you should go home early"
As she spoke, she took out a fifty-dollar Franklin from a small bag and put it in the little spider's hand
"Here, boy, happy birthday! You need money more than I do."
Peter didn't move, he looked into Aunt May's eyes
"No, I can't have it."
"Yes you can, you have to take it, for God's sake, it's not much, but take it, you have to give it to me!"
"Okay, I'll take it."
Seeing Aunt May's excited expression, Peter knew he couldn't refuse her kindness.
Aunt Mei's eyes were full of tears, she seemed to be thinking of some sad past, she helped the little spider straighten her collar, her voice trembling
"I love you, son. Although you are not my own, Uncle Ben and I have always regarded you as our own child. Although you have lost your parents, you still have me and Ben, but you have grown up. I need to face the outside world by myself, you and Uncle Ben are old, I can’t help you more, I can only do my best, give you all I have, alas, I don’t know what else I can do What."
Aunt Mei's tears finally flowed down, she reluctantly kissed Peter's cheek again and again
"In the future, if you have time to come and see me, and your uncle Ben, you haven't come back for almost half a year—"
Peter took a deep breath and suppressed the tears in his eyes. After such a long time, he didn't cry when he faced the gangster's gunpoint, and he didn't cry when his body was scratched by the gangster with a knife. His spider thread broke and he fell from the tenth floor, but he didn't cry.
But today, in front of his dearest Aunt Mei, he seemed to have found an outlet for his feelings, and he wanted to make a loud and painful pain.
The man did not cry easily because he did not reach the sad spot.
But in order not to worry Aunt May, Peter swallowed all the tears in his stomach, which were bitter and salty.
Without letting Aunt Mei come out to deliver it, the little spider came out carrying the plastic bag containing the leftover cake.
In winter in New York, the wind is biting, even a little spider with eight times the strength of a human body can't help but tighten its clothes.
In the middle of the night, there were a few dogs barking in the community, making Brooklyn at night seem more quiet and profound.
"Hey!"
A sweet voice came.
Peter was overjoyed, and quickly turned around to see that it was Mary Jane, sitting at the door of her house.
He was wearing a thick mink fur coat.
"Hey, why are you still here?"
Peter's voice was hoarse, and his vocal cords were soaked by the tears just now.
He slowly walks into the girl he likes
"I saw your poster."
Mary Jane shrugged her shoulders, her pretty figure was like a proud and independent plum blossom in the dark night, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised
"How about it? Isn't it funny? I'm really embarrassed."
"No, it's very beautiful. I feel very happy to see you every day."
The little spider gasped and said what was in his heart.
Mary Jane's eyes are gentle and watery, looking at the little spider
"Nice to meet you tonight, Peter."
The fragrant and hot breath sprayed onto the little spider's face through the distance between the two, feeling refreshed and happy.
The little spider looked at the beauty in front of her, her skin was fair and tender, exuding a charming luster under the dim street lamp, her pink face and peach cheeks, and a pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be telling something.
The faint and beautiful curve is like a wisp of green smoke.
"Oh my God!"
Peter couldn't help shouting.
"what are you saying?"
Mary Jane took another step forward, and the little spider could even see a few eyelashes on Mary Jane's beautiful eyes.
After reading thousands of sails, Peter still loves himself the most.
And if a woman can't get what she loves, then it's good to have someone who loves herself.
"Want to say something to me?"
Peter's breathing became heavier.
"I, I thought, I wonder if you still live here."
Peter swallowed his saliva, and the words turned around again.
Mary Jane's face was full of disappointment, her plump lips trembled a few times, and they were tightly pressed together, just quietly looking into Peter's eyes
"You are really unpredictable."
She raised her left hand and put it on Peter's cheek.
"Peter"
"what?"
"happy birthday!"
After Mary Jane said this, she turned around and left with small steps.
There was a war between man and nature in Peter's heart, as if two villains were arguing.
One asked him to catch up quickly, then tore up his clothes, got on the bus first and then paid for the ticket.
The other villain is full of white light, for love and peace, for justice, you must sacrifice yourself, and if Mary Jane follows you and is afraid every day, can you bear it?
When I was in a dilemma.
Mary Jane stopped and said angrily:
"Hi Peter! I'm dating a guy!"
(End of this chapter)
Only then did Peter realize that the young, beautiful, energetic and dancing Aunt May was already old.
She is no longer young, no longer has the vitality of her youth, her voice is hoarse, and her eyes are even a little short-sighted.
The little spider only felt that his nose was sore. The people closest to him, who were closer than his parents, were already so old, and he was still like a child, so he still made them worry.
"Are you all right, Aunt May?"
"I'm fine, you go home quickly, it's past nine o'clock now, and there is still an hour to your place."
Aunt Mei had a good night's sleep and her spirits improved. She tidied up the napkins on the table and looked up at the moving little spider.
"Be careful, I don't like you riding a motorcycle very much. After all, it's meat covered with iron, it's too dangerous."
Peter didn't get up, he quietly watched Aunt May fold the napkins
"I'm worried about you. Uncle Ben often works overtime at night, and you are alone. If there is anything, no one can take care of you."
Aunt May shrugged indifferently.
"I'm just an old woman, what else can I encounter? Even if they rob, they have to pick a rich one. Your uncle Ben's monthly salary has paid off the mortgage, and he has to pay insurance. There is no money left, but you , It’s time to prepare some money to marry a wife.”
she puts the napkin away
"Anyway, I'm tired, you should go home early"
As she spoke, she took out a fifty-dollar Franklin from a small bag and put it in the little spider's hand
"Here, boy, happy birthday! You need money more than I do."
Peter didn't move, he looked into Aunt May's eyes
"No, I can't have it."
"Yes you can, you have to take it, for God's sake, it's not much, but take it, you have to give it to me!"
"Okay, I'll take it."
Seeing Aunt May's excited expression, Peter knew he couldn't refuse her kindness.
Aunt Mei's eyes were full of tears, she seemed to be thinking of some sad past, she helped the little spider straighten her collar, her voice trembling
"I love you, son. Although you are not my own, Uncle Ben and I have always regarded you as our own child. Although you have lost your parents, you still have me and Ben, but you have grown up. I need to face the outside world by myself, you and Uncle Ben are old, I can’t help you more, I can only do my best, give you all I have, alas, I don’t know what else I can do What."
Aunt Mei's tears finally flowed down, she reluctantly kissed Peter's cheek again and again
"In the future, if you have time to come and see me, and your uncle Ben, you haven't come back for almost half a year—"
Peter took a deep breath and suppressed the tears in his eyes. After such a long time, he didn't cry when he faced the gangster's gunpoint, and he didn't cry when his body was scratched by the gangster with a knife. His spider thread broke and he fell from the tenth floor, but he didn't cry.
But today, in front of his dearest Aunt Mei, he seemed to have found an outlet for his feelings, and he wanted to make a loud and painful pain.
The man did not cry easily because he did not reach the sad spot.
But in order not to worry Aunt May, Peter swallowed all the tears in his stomach, which were bitter and salty.
Without letting Aunt Mei come out to deliver it, the little spider came out carrying the plastic bag containing the leftover cake.
In winter in New York, the wind is biting, even a little spider with eight times the strength of a human body can't help but tighten its clothes.
In the middle of the night, there were a few dogs barking in the community, making Brooklyn at night seem more quiet and profound.
"Hey!"
A sweet voice came.
Peter was overjoyed, and quickly turned around to see that it was Mary Jane, sitting at the door of her house.
He was wearing a thick mink fur coat.
"Hey, why are you still here?"
Peter's voice was hoarse, and his vocal cords were soaked by the tears just now.
He slowly walks into the girl he likes
"I saw your poster."
Mary Jane shrugged her shoulders, her pretty figure was like a proud and independent plum blossom in the dark night, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised
"How about it? Isn't it funny? I'm really embarrassed."
"No, it's very beautiful. I feel very happy to see you every day."
The little spider gasped and said what was in his heart.
Mary Jane's eyes are gentle and watery, looking at the little spider
"Nice to meet you tonight, Peter."
The fragrant and hot breath sprayed onto the little spider's face through the distance between the two, feeling refreshed and happy.
The little spider looked at the beauty in front of her, her skin was fair and tender, exuding a charming luster under the dim street lamp, her pink face and peach cheeks, and a pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be telling something.
The faint and beautiful curve is like a wisp of green smoke.
"Oh my God!"
Peter couldn't help shouting.
"what are you saying?"
Mary Jane took another step forward, and the little spider could even see a few eyelashes on Mary Jane's beautiful eyes.
After reading thousands of sails, Peter still loves himself the most.
And if a woman can't get what she loves, then it's good to have someone who loves herself.
"Want to say something to me?"
Peter's breathing became heavier.
"I, I thought, I wonder if you still live here."
Peter swallowed his saliva, and the words turned around again.
Mary Jane's face was full of disappointment, her plump lips trembled a few times, and they were tightly pressed together, just quietly looking into Peter's eyes
"You are really unpredictable."
She raised her left hand and put it on Peter's cheek.
"Peter"
"what?"
"happy birthday!"
After Mary Jane said this, she turned around and left with small steps.
There was a war between man and nature in Peter's heart, as if two villains were arguing.
One asked him to catch up quickly, then tore up his clothes, got on the bus first and then paid for the ticket.
The other villain is full of white light, for love and peace, for justice, you must sacrifice yourself, and if Mary Jane follows you and is afraid every day, can you bear it?
When I was in a dilemma.
Mary Jane stopped and said angrily:
"Hi Peter! I'm dating a guy!"
(End of this chapter)
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