Chapter 1
Peter Parker walked briskly on the streets of New York.
Tonight is a rare peace in New York. After the patrol, he decided to free himself from the identity of Spider-Man and visit his friends.
MIT has already started a holiday, which means that he can see MJ all summer, and maybe he can talk about the new Star Wars with Ned!
Thinking of this, he opened the door of coffee shop with brisk footsteps--
The people who standing behind the counter is the owner of the coffee shop.
Both his hand and the door that was pushed halfway came to a halt.
"Do you want something?"
"Where is MJ?"
"MJ?"
"Mi, Michelle Jones?"
"Oh, that girl, she said she doesn’t need to save money to buy textbooks, then she resigned , Now I don’t have enough employees and have to be a waiter by myself." The boss snorted dissatisfiedly. "Are you here..."
Peter didn't hear what the man said behind him, the buzzer rang in his ears, and his vision was blurred, and his brain went blank.
He staggered and then withdrew, staring blankly at the coffee shop's door gradually closing in front of him, and finally made a "bang".
Then he started to stumble and run, ignoring whether he might hit a pedestrian.
MJ resigned? She will never show up in that coffee shop again? Where should I find her in the future? And will you never see Ned again?
Fear grabbed his heart and made it hard for him to breathe.
No no no.
People on the street came and went like a tide, blocking his way. For the first time, Peter felt that New York was such a hindrance.
He becomes even more anxious and shot spider silk towards the building beside him.
Please, please, please.
I will tell you that I am Spider-Man, you know me, our relationship is very close, but a spell made you forget me, I will tell you everything,I promise.
Sorry,sorry,sorry.
I'm sorry for not keeping the promised agreement.
When he finally arrives the residence of the girl he still loved, he finds that the window isn’t lighting
Maybe she is just sleeping.
Peter comes to the window and knocks on the glass.
"MJ?"
No one responded, he does it again, this time harder than before.
The room is empty.
MJ is not in her room.
After a while he knocked on the door of MJ's house, and it is a woman with sleepy eyes that opened the door.
"Who are you?"
"I, I'm Peter Parker, MJ's friend. And Ned." He added.
The woman squinted her eyes and stared at him for a while.
"I should have seen photos of you and her while cleaning her room."
"Is she home? I have very important things." Peter asked eagerly.
"She got a very internship in Boston, didn't she tell you?"
"No, no..."
"Well, I don't know what's going on between you two, but you should call her tomorrow. Good night Peter."
Yes, there are phone can calls.
As he left, Peter eagerly took out his phone and pressed a few numbers, then stopped where he was.
He deleted the numbers that he had just entered, and entered them again.
Then delete them and enter them again.
Delete, enter.
Delete, enter.
Delete, enter.
His hands began to tremble.
He can't remember MJ's phone number.