What if
[I am Watcher, now let me describe several other possibilities of this story to you]
[Outside the apartment where Michelle Jones’s parents live, Peter Parker tried to enter the phone number several times, but they were all incorrect]
He wiped away the tears from his face, closed his eyes and tried to think back, trying to find the memory of MJ telling him the phone number, but only those words that were useless at this time came out of his mind.
"You are losers, and I have no friends."
"It's like murder."
"They drowned people on this bridge."
"Expect disappointment..."
—— then you won't be really disappointed.
[It is this sentence that made PeterParker give up his last hope and make him decide to ask another person for help, or, in other words, relief? 】
"Doctor Strange, I'm here to ask you for a spell ."
"I used to have two very good friends, and now I have lost them, and this tortured me all the time."
"Please let me forget them."
"Should you not go to see a psychiatrist rather than looking for me?"
"I'm an orphan and live alone, sir. I can't pay to see a doctor."
Stephen froze for a second, then put away his impatient expression.
"Well, let's talk first."
He raised his hand to call for two chairs and motioned Peter to sit down.
"your name?"
"P-Peter Parker."
"OK, Peter, can you tell me why you want to forget your friends?"
"Because I can't bear it anymore. The time we used to be together was so happy and beautiful, but now when I recall them, all I get is sadness."
[Many things are like a coin with both pros and cons. Stephen knew this truth well in his long wizarding career, so he said this to Peter Parker]
"Peter, maybe those memories now bring you only pain and sorrow, but believe me, time will heal everything, many years later when you touch them again, you will find—"
Stephen's words were interrupted because the boy jumped up from the chair and cried at him.
"I'm fed up with these remarks! Leave everything to time! I have used it for two years! Two years!! Isn't that enough?!!! Every birthday, every Christmas! Every time I think of my family my friends , all I get is the fact that I am alone!!! Do you know what it's like to live alone for two years?! You don’t know! Because there are others with you! I don’t want to hold that little bit of uselessness anymore Hope, all it gives me is pain!!!"
"Only pain."
Peter fell to his knees, buried his face in his hands, and started sobbing.
"...I'm sorry, kid." Stephen's heart is occupied by feelings of guilt, even guilt from nowhere, and he feels that he must do something. So he squatted down and took the boy's hand. "I will help you, but let me evaluate your situation first."
Stephen's hand began to wave, and a golden magic circle appeared on his hand. In the light of magic, he clearly saw —— there is no heart-shaped thing in the middle of Peter Parker's chest.
[Stephen's body froze, only astonishment appeared on his face. It was almost the first time he saw this worse situation.
Then he adjusted the magic and found that it is only a piece of gold with cracks and bumps on the surface. Then he realized that it was Peter Parker's broken heart]
"Peter Parker, you have been hurt enough. Do you want to hurt yourself now?"
"If you can, I hope this is the last heartache."
Stephen closed his eyes, feeling sorry for what happened to the boy. He casts a spell, and gray, sharp words emerge from his fingertips, floating towards Peter Parker.
[However, in the next second, Stephen Strange stopped, then he revoked the magic and replaced it with another one]
Blue runes began to appear, and they revolved quietly around the golden heart.
Frost spread on the surface of the gold, layer after layer, filling the cracks and smoothing the gaps.
"It's over, kid. You will be fine." Stephen reached out and wiped the tears from Peter's face.
Peter Parker nodded, the heart no longer hurts.
[Stephen watched the boy far away, praying for him from the bottom of his heart. Pray that one day,An act of true love will thaw this frozen heart.]
[In the other world, Peter Parker neither go to his friends, nor did he ask Doctor Strange for a spell. Maybe the Net of Destiny will connect him with his MJ again. Maybe many years later, when Michelle Jones saw that dahlia necklace again, she would remember a boy she loved but didn’t exist]
[Those forgotten things will not really disappear, the flowing time will outline their form, I am Watcher, I only observe]