The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1545 The Price of Growth
Bitter and helpless, with a sigh.

Nicholas sat there in a daze, took a deep breath but forgot to exhale for a long time. His ears could catch the trivial sounds of people silently wiping tears and sobbing beside him. A faint sadness and emotion filled the air, and his entire mind and soul were immersed in the world of the camera.

Those eyes, deep and clear blue, were hidden in the shadows, with a ray of moonlight rippling in the depths of the pupils, reflecting the scars of the soul.

The world presses the pause button at this moment.

This is the movie moment, crashing into Nicholas' heart like Mars hitting the Earth. The spiritual world in his mind has collapsed, but the outside world is still silent. The surge and turbulence makes it almost impossible for Nicholas to control himself, and he feels powerless.

So, is this the price of growing up?
at last!

The camera moves slowly, from the side to the front, looking directly into Peter's eyes.

Peter seemed to feel the gaze of the camera. He lowered his eyelids. The shadow cast by his eyelashes concealed the fragility in his eyes. He even held his breath.

However, the camera can see a figure appearing behind Peter, at the door.

Huh!
The entire Radio Concert Hall gasped, and even someone like Nicholas, who could not understand romance, couldn't help but straighten his back at this moment.

Almost, just a little bit to stand up.

Peter, who had his back to the door, seemed to feel the warmth of the gaze coming from the door and vaguely heard some sounds - breaking the fourth wall and hearing the sound of a gasp from the real world. He was stunned and the muscles in his shoulders and jaw tensed slightly.

Turning around, Peter saw Mary Jane in a white wedding dress. Peter stood up in a daze, totally unable to believe his eyes.

Mary Jane was a little shy and said timidly, "There are things I have to do."

Peter couldn't help holding his breath, "Mary Jane..."

The rest of the words got stuck in his throat. He knew they had said goodbye, and he knew he should persuade Mary Jane to return to the church, but he couldn't say it.

Mary Jane pursed her lips slightly, "Peter, I can't live without you."

Peter finally took a step and came in front of Mary Jane, "You shouldn't be here."

Mary Jane took a deep breath, "I know you don't think we should be together, but please allow me to make my own decision."

"I know the future requires adventure, but I want to face it with you. We shouldn't be torn apart... It's not right."

Mary Jane looked at Peter silently, her smile fully blossoming.

"I love you!"

"And now, I am standing at your door. I will always stand here waiting, just like you have been waiting by my side since you were six years old."

Peter's face also showed a little shyness and timidity, his ears turned red, and he couldn't help but avoid looking away slightly.

This made Mary Jane's eyes full of smiles, and she chuckled softly. She raised her right hand and gently cupped Peter's cheek.

Peter was slightly surprised, his shoulders and cheeks shrinking.

Mary Jane was particularly gentle and attentive. She stroked Peter's cheek with her fingers and stared at him intently. "Shouldn't someone come to save you now?"

Peter was completely stunned and froze in place.

Mary Jane bit her lower lip, a hint of embarrassment flashing in her eyes, "Say something."

Only then did Peter realize that he was in a daze. He lowered his eyes and tried hurriedly to cover himself up. He felt embarrassed and awkward, but he could not hide his happiness.

And relief.

The heavy burden that has been weighing on my shoulders for a long time seems to have finally eased a little, and the shackles that have been tightly gripping my heart are slowly opening.

At once, it hits the softest part of your heart.

Peter's eyes were slightly red, and his thick eyelashes seemed to be stained with a thin layer of mist, trying his best to avoid Mary Jane's sight. Mary Jane raised her hands, gently covered Peter's cheeks, turned Peter's head, mustered up her courage, and looked straight into Peter's eyes.

Smile, bloom, "If you think I will leave if you exercise your right to remain silent, you will be disappointed."

puff.

Peter couldn't help but raise his lips. He finally looked into those bright eyes. "Thank you, Mary Jane Watson."

This time, Peter took the initiative and finally got to kiss the girl he had been secretly in love with for a long time.

Oh!
The entire radio concert hall let out a happy cry, and one or two people melted in the romantic atmosphere.

It was hard to imagine the resonance of the 7,000 people watching the movie together. They were so excited that some people couldn't help but applaud excitedly.

Cheers. Whistles. Applause. One after another.

The ups and downs, twists and turns of the movie have already bound the entire audience together, and they are unable to extricate themselves from being immersed in the story.

Until... their lungs could no longer feel the air, they finally separated. The two were still reluctant to part, forehead to forehead, eyelids drooped, just to feel, feel the breath, feel the touch, feel the quiet romance and happiness at this moment, letting all defenses temporarily disarm.

Perhaps, this is the ending of the movie. Just like all Disney fairy tale movies, the prince and princess live happily and perfectly together forever.

Although what is in front of us is a shabby apartment and there is no romance at all, it seems to be a good choice to end the story here.

Beep, beep.

The sound of sirens came from outside the window, interrupting the tenderness between the two people.

Peter glanced back, and when he looked at Mary Jane again, there was a hint of uneasiness and trepidation in his eyes.

Same thing with Mary Jane.

But Mary Jane took a deep breath and smiled. "Go get 'em, Tiger."

Peter stared at Mary Jane, his expression gradually becoming firmer, he nodded slightly, and without saying anything more, he turned around and rushed out.

Mary Jane followed Peter's footsteps and rushed to the balcony of the apartment, the shabby balcony, the balcony where Peter once stood and thought about whether he should pursue love and dreams. She watched Peter, who put on the Spider-Man robe again and climbed between the eaves and walls of high-rise buildings, disappear from her sight.

Spider-Man, here we go again!

Fly, swing, and sprint.

Spider-Man ran at full speed over New York, but this time was different. He was joyful, happy, and filled with joy. His cheers echoed in the steel jungle. He was wanton and arrogant, flamboyant and unrestrained. It seemed that he had finally thrown off the burden and embraced his own mission and responsibility wholeheartedly.

The camera moved between the tall buildings, and after a dazzling tumble, it returned to Mary Jane.

Mary Jane watched Peter's figure getting farther and farther away, leaning on the balcony, her expression calm, a hint of contemplation and worry in her eyes.

Can't help but hold my breath.

It was at this moment that people realized that Peter had his own growth, and Mary Jane also had her own.

Strictly speaking, Professor Octavius ​​and Harry Osborn have both experienced their own growth and changes, and now, Mary Jane, who has been like a vase from beginning to end, has also taken a crucial step, making choices and judgments in her own life and completing her own transformation.

Little by little, a hint of determination and confidence appeared in Mary Jane's eyes as she looked into the distance and also into the unknown ahead.

The big screen went black.

The movie ends.

(End of this chapter)