I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor

Raymond lowered his head and did not answer the girl immediately, but his hand held Gwen's forearm tighter. After a long while, he replied: "Why is it meaningless?"

"The day I went to your house to deliver pizza..." Gwen did not answer Raymond directly. The girl steeled herself and narrated slowly: "You said everything I did was meaningless to this society."

"No..." Raymond put his other hand on the back of Gwen's hand, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the girl:

"Later, you said that the existence of ghost spiders was just a placebo given by the government for blue-collar workers."

The girl lowered her head, and Raymond watched the golden sunlight shining through the girl's blond hair. In the moment of silence, the light seemed to turn into particles, floating in the air of the ward - between the two of them. The atmosphere seemed to be still.

"Later, I talked about the power of ordinary people, so I wanted to organize ordinary people through the Spider-Woman forum..." Gwen speeded up her speech slightly, "But I found that no one seemed to care about what Spider-Woman did. .”

"Kingpin saved me. He said that saving me was just a favor sold to you. He didn't care whether I lived or died, nor what I did..." When Gwen said this, The voice was trembling a little, and Raymond could faintly hear a hint of crying in the girl's voice——

She turned to look at him, and Raymond could read the despair in the girl's eyes - in the aqua blue eyes, he almost felt that they were a sea of ​​sadness: "I really Is it... insignificant?"

The death of Peter Parker made Gwen Stacy insist that what she had received was a valuable gift and that she had to do something for this specialness - but if it was all meaningless...

If what he did was meaningless, then was Peter Parker's death also meaningless? Are all her efforts, blood, and sacrifices meaningless? Her break with her father was pointless... her whole being, Gwen Stacy, was pointless? !

Thinking of this, Gwen shuddered, and she turned her gaze to the silent Raymond. At this time, Gwen was not the powerful Spider-Woman, she was just a little girl who opened the door of her home and glimpsed the dark and cold world outside.

As Gwen Stacy, she could retreat home and continue to dream up her most realistic house plans in that warm little house with a burning fireplace, pretending that she could change something - but she knew in her heart that I would never dare to step into that world.

Raymond held the girl's hand. Gwen's hand was cold, but Raymond's was warm. For a moment, the girl was a little greedy for the warmth he gave her - inadvertently, Gwen's hand tightened. Raymond felt the touch from his hand and smiled softly:

"Actually, I've thought about this problem before." Gwen found that she liked Raymond's lowered voice when telling stories. For the first time, she felt that his somewhat abrupt and awkward English accent was actually quite pleasant to listen to.

"At that time, I was first at Oxford and then at MIT. I felt that I was capable of anything and could definitely do something." Raymond looked into Gwen's eyes calmly, and even the waves in Gwen's eyes calmed down: "But in fact, I found that whether you participate in the system or stay in society, there is a set of rules that are not so glorious."

"Everyone is not perfect, so the society composed of everyone cannot be perfect. Imperfection is not wrong, but it will always become a variety of resistance, making you feel - God, no matter what I do, it seems like We are back to the starting point, where we can only ask helplessly——"

Raymond smiled and read out the words he often asked when he was young: "It has always been like this, is it right?"

"At that time, I felt like a clown. I remember one time, I was walking on the road and watching the street lights gradually turn on. My heart felt numb. I asked myself, what am I doing now? What are I fighting for? Why are I working hard? ? What are you paying for?"

"You know what? The answer is no, I'm just relying on inertia to survive, that's all."

Gwen looked at Raymond smiling a little sadly, and the girl's heart also fell.

"I knew then that the boy in me was finally dead, and I was finally familiar with this society."

As Raymond spoke, he held Gwen's hand tighter - Gwen's hand finally became warm. He raised his head to meet the girl's eyes, and then saw his own smile in her aqua blue eyes:

"But I met a girl named Gwen Stacy."

"She has a dual identity, but it's really hard to live because of it. She plays the role assigned to her by society, and she also plays the role of a superhero who is detached from society and trying to save others."

"These two characters almost tore this slender girl apart, but she gritted her teeth and persisted. No matter how difficult it was, she could stand up again and again and become her optimistic and heroic self again. .”

When Raymond said this, he looked directly into Gwen's eyes without any avoidance - the girl looked at his serious look and shyly avoided that gaze and lowered her head. Gwen didn't even notice that her face was a little hot, and she even didn't know how to place the raised corners of her mouth.

The girl suppressed the joy and joy welling up in her heart, lowered her voice and asked: "So I am so good in your eyes?"

"Of course." Raymond smiled, "You are Spider-Woman."

In the unprecedented busyness, crimes full of intrigues, exhaustive preparations, weaving of intelligence networks, and coping with social relationships, in this moment of respite, Spider-Woman finally enjoyed the joy that belonged to Gwen Stacy. Pleasure.

"So -" Raymond said, "When I saw you, I knew that the boy in my heart had never died. He was just hiding, and he was just silently learning what to do."

"He told me that for some things, doing it is half the battle. The consequences are not what you should consider when doing what you should do. People, there is no point in staying safe for a long time."

"He told me he learned this from a girl named Gwen Stacy."

"He also said that he felt that the girl named Gwen Stacy was one of the best, a towering figure!"

Warmth spread throughout Gwen's body, and the girl cheered up again. She took a deep breath and said softly: "Come here."

"ah?"

"I said, come closer." When Gwen repeated this sentence for the second time, her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it.

Raymond, who was usually calm, was a little nervous. He seemed to realize what was going to happen, but he just mechanically moved the chair closer to the girl.

Gwen retracted her hands, and the nervous girl held the quilt tightly. She took a deep breath, visually measured the distance between Raymond's chest and her head, and clenched her fists hidden in the quilt - call! do my best!

The girl's head slowly tilted to the side, and just when she was about to lean into Raymond's arms——

"Dong dong dong!"

"Is Professor Raymond Xu here?"

A woman's voice came from outside the door. Gwen was so shocked that she quickly retracted her body. Raymond also suddenly woke up from the sweetness of the young man and woman and realized that the person lying on the bed was his student. He lowered his head, coughed slightly, and completed the change of identity: "I am here, who are you?"

With that said, the professor stood up and straightened his clothes. He also glanced at Gwen on the bed nervously, and the girl quickly pulled up the quilt and lay down on the hospital bed pretending to be weak.

The door to the ward was pushed open, and Helen Zhao, who was wearing a blue slim-fitting dress, walked in with a smile: "Professor Xu, leaving your guests at the airport is not the way to treat guests~"

Gwen couldn't help but cast her eyes on the woman who opened the door and came in - seeing the oriental beauty with long black hair, the blonde girl couldn't help but feel pleasing to the eye.

"I answered the phone and said your student was sick, so I rushed over to see..." Zhao Hailun walked over with a smile and placed the condolences she bought on Gwen's bedside, but her eyes remained on Raymond. On De: "He is a really good teacher who cares about his students."

"Dr. Zhao." Raymond seemed a little restrained in front of Gwen, "What are you?"

"I will be considered a member of your laboratory from now on!" Zhao Hailun pulled up a chair and sat down on Gwen's bedside. "Your students will have to call me teacher in the future."

As he said that, Helen Zhao glanced at the girl lying on the bed meaningfully: "Then you have set an example of caring for students. Of course I want to get closer to such a beautiful girl!"

After saying that, before Raymond, who was standing aside in embarrassment, could answer, Helen Zhao stretched out her hand to Gwen: "Hello, my name is Helen Zhao, the new teacher in Professor Xu's laboratory."

The women's eyes met in an instant, and Gwen Stacy showed her grace and grace: "Hello, Dr. Zhao, I am Gwen Stacy, Professor Xu's intern."

"Are you just an intern? I thought you were his graduate student. Professor Xu pays so much attention to you." Helen Zhao took an apple, then turned back to Raymond with a bright smile: "Can you peel an apple for me? I'm not very good at."

"I can." Seeing Raymond about to take the apple, Gwen, who was silent, suddenly interrupted, "Peeling an apple is a very simple task, just leave it to me."

With that said, Gwen took the initiative to reach out and take it - Raymond was stunned for a moment, then handed the apple handed over by Helen Zhao to Gwen.

The beautiful black-haired doctor looked at the interaction between the young man and woman and raised his eyebrows, but in the end he did not have an attack: "Thank you, classmate Gwen."

She pronounced the word "classmate" very strongly, as if she was deliberately emphasizing it.

I will only play this trick once at most, and I assure readers that real progress is within the plan!