Chapter 117: Marvel: Starting with Awakening the Little Universe Chapter 54

In the bedroom, which was not large but very cozy.

Hawk and Gwen were embracing.

Their eyes met.

Don't be a bad person, but try to be a kind person.

Gwen's words echoed in Hawk's mind like the temptation of an angel.

Hawk pursed his lips.

"I have never thought about being a bad person."

"I know."

Gwen said without hesitation, hugging Hawk while continuing to look into his eyes: "So please keep it up, continue to be a kind person, Hawk."

The definition of a good person and a bad person is perhaps defined by the perception of the majority.

For example, Spider-Man; he is a good person because most people like him.

For example, Hydra; he is a standard bad person because most people hate him.

But good and bad are defined by others' perceptions; there are those who like Spider-Man, and naturally, there are those who hate Spider-Man—for instance, the New York Police Department really hates this New York vigilante, Spider-Man.

Take another example: some people hate Hydra, but there is also a portion of people who like Hydra.

But...

Being a kind person does not require that.

A person who can answer to their own heart, who can be without guilt or shame, and who does not wake up in a cold sweat at night dreaming of things they have done in the past, is a kind person.

Hawk met Gwen's gaze and then nodded.

"Okay."

"Thank you."

Gwen watched Hawk nod, the smile on her face blooming like an angel's; she hugged Hawk tightly and buried herself in his chest...

Just at this moment.

The ajar bedroom door was pushed open from the outside.

"Gwen, eat..."

"Uh..."

Pushing open the door, Helen looked at the two little ones practicing their hugging movements inside the room, blinked her eyes, and looked at Gwen, who had pulled away from Hawk's embrace like a startled deer; the corners of her eyes crinkled with a smile: "Sorry, you two continue, but Gwen, you should hang a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door."

Saying this, Helen was about to smile and close the door again.

Gwen's earlobes turned slightly red; hearing her mother's teasing, she said "Mom" in a somewhat speechless tone, then chased after her.

Hearing Helen's teasing, Hawk couldn't help but laugh, then followed Gwen out of the bedroom.

Today's dinner was mainly to celebrate Gwen and Hawk's holiday, and incidentally, to formally celebrate that both of them had received invitation letters from their respective dream universities.

But it was different from the first time Hawk came to eat.

When he came over the first time, dinner was served in individual portions, but now it was served family-style.

Moreover, compared to the somewhat tense and reserved atmosphere at the dinner table the first time, the atmosphere at the table now was very joyful and lively.

However, it was mainly Gwen's two younger brothers who were the most active, followed by Helen and Gwen.

As the head of the family, George still maintained a serious, unsmiling expression to uphold his authority.

The two little ones, nine-year-old Howard and eight-year-old Simon, were imagining where they wanted to go for vacation this year.

After all, with the salary of a Precinct 19 Captain like George Stacy, he could afford the expenses of a large family while still providing for the whole family to travel two or three times a year.

Helen, resting her chin on one hand, listened with a smile to Howard and Simon's chatter, then seemed to think of something and looked toward Hawk: "Hawk, do you have any plans for the holiday this year? If you don't have any plans, you can join us, right, George?"

George met Helen's gaze, glanced at Hawk, and remained unsmiling: "I have no objection."

His prejudice against Hawk was nothing more than seeing a wild boar rooting away his own little cabbage.

But setting that aside, Hawk was excellent.

This was not just polite talk.

Hawk's background as an orphan might have been a disadvantage before, but after receiving a full scholarship to New York University, this was no longer the case.

To use a popular phrase, Hawk, who started in hell, had forcefully carved out a bright future for himself with his own two fists.

A full university scholarship was enough for Hawk not to worry about high tuition fees while studying at the Law Academy, and as long as Hawk obtained his qualification certificate after graduation, a bright future would be right before his eyes.

Of course.

Unless Hawk went insane and, after getting his license, ran off to be some kind of pro-bono lawyer or went around being overly charitable to fight lawsuits specifically for those at the bottom, otherwise, relying on the connections of the New York University Law Academy, buying a car in half a year, a house in a year, and achieving financial freedom in three years was not a dream.

Therefore, George's unsmiling demeanor toward Hawk was not aimed at Hawk himself, but at Hawk's "wild boar" attribute.

Hawk heard Helen's invitation and was just about to refuse.

Gwen, sitting next to him, had already spoken first.

"Mom, I'm afraid Hawk doesn't have time, and I don't have time either."

"What's wrong?"

"Mary invited me and Hawk to go out and play together during this holiday, but we haven't chosen the location and time for the vacation yet."

"Mary..."

"She's dating someone; the other person is Peter."

"Peter, I know, you seem to..."

Helen was stunned for a moment, then remembered that this Peter seemed to be Mary's neighbor, and then the topic was successfully derailed; Gwen began to gossip with her mother, Helen, about the story of Mary and Peter.

Sure enough.

Gossip, for women, has no Golden Golden Age limit.

Helen chatted enthusiastically with Gwen about the gossip.

Hawk was also happy to see it happen.

Soon.

Dinner ended, and just like before, because Hawk had to catch the subway, Gwen walked Hawk downstairs to the apartment building.

"Didn't you say you were going to take your driver's test? Still haven't taken it?"

"I'll take it when I get back."

Hawk said with a smile; the biggest thing for this Christmas holiday was the Hulk.

If he didn't get the Hulk sent over to his sister before this Christmas holiday, he wouldn't be able to eat or sleep in peace, let alone do anything else.

Gwen nodded: "Alright then, when do you plan to go to New Jersey?"

Hawk shook his head: "I don't know, I'm waiting for a call."

Anna had been keeping an eye on things for him, and since she hadn't called yet, it meant Bruce Banner and Betty Ross's itinerary was still proceeding as planned.

To a certain extent, no news was the best news.

He hoped the Hulk would appear at Fuhu as promised; after all, the scenery there was indeed quite nice, very suitable for eternal rest, and there were few bystanders there, so even if they fought, the possibility of affecting other innocent people would be very low.

Hawk's sister had died because she was caught in the crossfire of the battle between the Hulk and the Abomination.

Putting himself in others' shoes.

He didn't want to kill any innocent people because of his own battle with the Hulk.

Just at this moment.

The phone rang.

It was Anna.

Hawk raised an eyebrow, glanced at Gwen, and answered the phone.

"Hello."

"Ready? No problem, where?"

"Can do."

"See you then!"

"..."