Chapter 1531

Harry looked at middle-aged Peter, dumbfounded. He first pointed to himself, then pointed to middle-aged Peter, and then pointed to Mayday in his arms. His mouth opened and closed, closed and opened.

Peter hurriedly rushed forward to explain: "That's something from another universe. In their universe, Gwen and I..."

"Gwen is dead." Middle-aged Peter lowered his eyelids and said: "Harry Osborn is too, Uncle Ben is too. They all died because of me, died in front of me."

Harry opened his mouth wide and froze in place. The words of argument were stifled back. He couldn't speak at all, and finally could only say somewhat stutteringly: "I, I am very sorry..."

Middle-aged Peter shrugged and said: "No need to feel sorry, and what might surprise you even more is that Mary Jane and I divorced. We separated for a long time."

Sure enough, Harry widened his eyes in shock. He couldn't help but look at middle-aged Peter and ask: "You... Alright, since Gwen and I are both dead, it's not impossible for you two to be together, but you were married, how did you divorce again?"

"Why did you and Mary break up?" Middle-aged Peter asked back.

"Uh, we... my father really shouldn't have..."

"I'm asking about you, not your father. Do you think that without your father's interference, you and Mary Jane could be together forever?"

"Of course..." Harry said immediately, but his tail tone became weaker and weaker, looking a bit lacking in confidence. After pausing, he said dejectedly: "Alright, not necessarily. Mary is always pursuing independence. I feel she doesn't really need me."

"But this is exactly what attracts us." Middle-aged Peter said pointedly: "Her independence attracts you, because you have never truly been independent. Her strength and confidence attract me, who was trapped in a low point, because I was feeling lost and self-doubting because the important people around me had passed away."

"In order to get a sense of security from her, we chose to get as close to her as possible, or let her get close to us. You hope she doesn't go to work in the distant West Coast and can always stay in New York to accompany you. I hope to always live in a world for two with her and stay in our small home."

"But she is like a migratory bird that never lands. She chases the sun, and we chase her. In this process, we all made the same mistake. The way we keep her is to desperately drag her hind legs, let her slow down, so that we can stay together."

"But you should also be clear that such a bond is not forever. What you like is a migratory goose flying with wings, not a domestic goose staying in a circle. She will always fly away one day."

"Are you saying we are not suitable?" Harry patted the railing next to him a bit angrily and said: "We have many common topics. No one in this world can understand each other better than us. We were once so... so in love with each other..."

When he finished speaking, Harry couldn't help but turn his head to one side, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and said in a somewhat choked tone: "I don't know what's wrong now. I don't even know what I did wrong. Shouldn't I come here to stop my father from messing around?"

Middle-aged Peter walked up and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "The solution is very simple. If you want to move forward with a bird that never stops, what you have to do is not slow down her speed, but speed up the speed of your wings flapping, and fly as fast as her."

Harry looked up at him. Middle-aged Peter touched the head of the red-haired little girl in his arms and said: "For a long time, I didn't want to enter a new stage of life with Mary Jane. I felt she should stop. We could always accompany each other like this forever."

"But Mary Jane's strength is not without limits. Like everyone else, she also needs a sense of security. And the source of her sense of security, the perfect partner in her heart, is a strong person who is equal to her, a teammate who moves forward side by side, not a child who has always stayed in the same stage of life."

"I..." Harry wanted to refute that he was no longer a child, but middle-aged Peter looked into his eyes and said: "Then why don't you dare to face your father directly? Why is the method of stopping him to find his subordinates, instead of confronting him directly and telling him that you are no longer a child and you can decide who you want to be with?"

And Peter, who had been standing on the side, suddenly dazed for a moment. He looked at Harry and said: "Harry, do you remember? Before, you misunderstood that your father was going to deal with Spider-Man, so you stood up to stop him. You can do this for me, why can't you face him for Mary?"

Harry pursed his lips and didn't speak, while middle-aged Peter looked into his eyes and said: "You have discovered it now, right? Your father's influence on you is deeper than you imagine."

"You can confront your father for your good friend Peter, but you are not willing to do so for Mary Jane, because to some extent, you also approve of your father's approach."

"You feel that Mary Jane crashing into Hollywood like this will definitely crash and bleed. You feel that once she knows the cruelty of reality, she will naturally return to your side. But her firmness and excellence exceeded your imagination."

"So, you came here again, wanting to play a savior-like role, saving her from your father's threat. You feel she will thank you, thereby returning to accompany you."

Seeing Harry's trembling mouth, Peter knew that middle-aged Peter had guessed it right. And at this time, he thought of the personality regression phenomenon that Dr. Schiller once told him about, that is, people start to regress their personality to childhood without limit, requiring everyone to treat him like a child.

This looks like making trouble out of nothing to outsiders. People will feel he is childish, emotionally out of control, or even has a bad personality. But essentially, this is because their personality has regressed under long-term high-pressure states.

"Think about who you are? Think about who Mary Jane likes? Is it Norman Osborn's son, the heir to the Osborn Group, or Harry Osborn?"

Middle-aged Peter put a hand on his shoulder and said: "If it's the latter, you have to talk to her with this identity. Don't mention your father, don't mention anyone else's views on you two, just talk about yourself and her."

Harry finally raised his head and looked directly into middle-aged Peter's eyes, asking somewhat uncertainly: "Will this be effective?"

"You standing here stupidly will definitely be ineffective." Middle-aged Peter withdrew his hand and said: "Based on my understanding of her, if you don't give her an explanation within twelve hours, she would rather give up her Hollywood dream than disappear completely from the world you are familiar with."

Harry immediately became a bit panicked. He first took out the phone in his hand and dialed Mary Jane's number, but dialed it several times without anyone answering. Finally, someone answered on the last time, and in the next second after connecting, Mary Jane's roar almost flipped the ceiling of the parking lot.

"Calm down, calm down, Mary, we two have to talk... No, I have never stood on my father's side, I say it again, we two have to unite, making us two quarrel is exactly his purpose, if you lose control of your emotions, you will fall into his trap..."

Harry's figure gradually disappeared at the entrance of the underground parking lot. Middle-aged Peter looked at his back and shook his head, saying: "Old Osborn is not so easy to deal with. The road they have to walk is still long."

"But this is a good start, isn't it?"

Peter showed a smile. Looking at middle-aged Peter, he said very sincerely: "Thank you so much this time. If it weren't for you using your personal experience as a demonstration, I really wouldn't know how to open Harry's mind. After all, Gwen and I are two completely different kinds of lovers from him and Mary Jane."

Then Peter lowered his head and said: "Sure enough, the Spider-Army is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and I also have a long way to go."

Middle-aged Peter patted him on the shoulder, and the two walked into the sunlight at the entrance together.

Peter took the sling ring out from his chest, and just before he opened the portal, the phone in his jacket pocket rang.

"Hello? Mr. Stark, what, you are on vacation in Los Angeles? My god, why didn't you tell me before?... Yes, I'm here in Hollywood, okay, I'll come find you right away."

Stark in the vacation villa put down the phone. Turning his head, more than a dozen spider compound eyes on the ceiling were staring at him in unison.

Stark spread his hands and said: "It seems Peter doesn't know about this at all. I guess his expression will be very wonderful when he knows the truth."

Among the Spider-Men hanging all over the ceiling, a white figure jumped down. Gwen Spider-Man shook her head and said: "If Miles hadn't heard about this from Dr. Banner himself, we wouldn't have dared to believe it."

"Now you can tell me the specific situation, right?" Stark found a chair and sat down, saying.

Gwen tilted her head and signaled behind her: "Miles, you say it."

A Spider-Man wearing a black and red Spider-Man suit jumped down from the ceiling, shrugged lightly, and said with a typical Brooklyn accent: "I went to work in the laboratory where Dr. Banner is. You know, I've always wanted that cool electro-optical gun, so I have to save up some credits."

"When I went, Dr. Banner was packing things. He seemed to be on the phone with his girlfriend. I asked him curiously, and he said that Gwen ran to his girlfriend Betty's house last night and told Betty that her father's spirit was not very normal, and it might be a hallucination."

"I felt a bit curious, so I asked two more questions. As a result, Dr. Banner told me that Gwen's father, Sheriff George, actually knew that she was dating Spider-Man, and he actually wanted Gwen and Spider-Man to get married."

Gwen Spider-Man on the side raised both hands and said: "The news that the end of the world will come tomorrow doesn't have this much explosive power. You don't know how stubborn my father is!"

And Miles added: "Gwen also said that her father was like crazy, insisting that some terrible killer was staring at her, telling her absolutely not to leave home, and saying that no matter where Peter is, let him come back immediately."

"Gwen really couldn't stand it anymore, so she ran out and came to Betty's house. And now she should be on her way to Los Angeles to find Peter."

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." Gwen Spider-Man opened the spider compound eyes on her mask, looked at Stark, and said: "We all know that George is the last obstacle between Peter and Gwen. They have been dating for six or seven years, it's time to go further!"

Stark touched his chin and said: "Actually, I asked Peter before why he didn't propose to Gwen. They have been dating for so long and their relationship is so stable, they should have been engaged long ago. Now that I think about it, he is unwilling to establish a more solid relationship because he is worried that once George firmly opposes it, Gwen will have no way back."

Gwen Spider-Man tilted her head to the side and emphasized her tone: "Yeah, Peter Parker is like this, worrying about this and that all day. Even the President doesn't worry as much as they do."

The dozen or so Spider-Men hanging behind started looking left and right one after another. Some were looking up at the beam structure, and some were looking sideways at the door frame height.

"Alright, it seems we have to help them." The Amazing Spider-Man, who looked more mature, jumped down. He looked back at his companions, then turned to look at Gwen Spider-Man, and sighed.

"After all, which Spider-Man hasn't dreamed of a wedding with Gwen?"