At Gwen's house.
At the dining table, the lights were dim.
The table was laden with roasted chicken, steak, emitting a tempting aroma, as well as cheesecake, pudding, and other delicious desserts; the lavish feast was incredibly appetizing.
"Come, everyone, hold hands and place them on the table."
Led by Mrs. Mary, the people sitting around the dining table held the hands of the person next to them.
Vincent held Gwen's small hand with one hand, and with the other, he held the kid named Peter Parker.
After everyone had held hands and placed them on the table.
Mary closed her eyes and, with a serene expression, murmured, "Thank the Lord for this bountiful dinner..."
"Tonight is my daughter Gwen Stacy's birthday dinner and her coming-of-age ceremony; I wish her all the best in her studies and love life from now on..."
"I also hope that everyone present here will have a happy and fulfilling life..."
After speaking, Mary smiled and nodded, saying, "Alright, please begin to enjoy!"
"Yay!"
Peter Parker was very innocent and lively.
Gwen nonchalantly withdrew her small hand from Vincent's.
Vincent sighed inwardly.
He picked up the knife and fork in front of him, suddenly feeling that no matter how rich this dinner was, he had no desire to eat... How strange... After dinner.
After celebrating the birthday with cake.
Everyone present seemed to have eaten happily, except for Vincent and Gwen herself, who was celebrating her birthday.
"I'm full."
After eating a small piece of cake.
Gwen returned to her room and closed the door.
Mary came to the door of the room, gently knocked, and coaxed, "Gwen, the guests are still outside, and Vincent is also here..."
No sound came from inside the room.
"What's wrong with Gwen? I always feel like she's not very happy on her birthday tonight." Aunt Mei's face showed a trace of confusion.
"What do you think?!"
Officer George and Peter Parker, as if sensing something, both turned their gaze to the young man sitting in the chair.
Vincent's eye twitched: "Is it possible that you guys have made her angry recently?"
"Absolutely not!" Peter Parker said righteously, "I'm only the one who gets made angry by her, how could I dare to make her angry!"
This was very reasonable.
"Honestly."
Officer George rationally analyzed, "Even if I made Gwen angry, she wouldn't be angry to this extent. Although I really don't want to admit it, besides you, there's probably no one else who could make her this angry!"
Hmm, a neutral party.
"Tell me, what did you do to Gwen!"
Officer George's gaze turned cold, and he looked at Vincent with the same expression he used to look at criminals.
Even though he had a change of heart towards Vincent just now, he would always stand on his beloved daughter's side!
"Vincent, did you make her angry at school?" Mrs. Mary also walked forward with a worried expression.
"I..."
Facing the collective gaze of the four, Vincent truly felt that he was unforgivable and had committed a heinous crime!
"Big brother. If you really did something to offend Sister Gwen, I won't let you off!" Peter Parker said righteously, about to take Vincent down!
This kid should also have been bitten by a spider and has awakened the Super Spider ability within him.
Perhaps this was also the source of his confidence.
"Save your strength!"
Vincent unceremoniously, like Gwen just now, reached out and ruffled Peter Parker's head.
He stood up from the chair and asked Mrs. Mary and Officer George for their opinions: "I want to go into her room and see her, can I?"
Mrs. Mary and Officer George exchanged glances.
"You go quickly, girls... need to be coaxed." Mary nodded, not forgetting to educate him.
Officer George hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "You can... but not for too long, only ten minutes."
Vincent then stepped towards a door, knocked, and asked, "Gwen, can I come in?"
There was still no response from the room.
Vincent took a deep breath, he gripped the doorknob, thankfully the door wasn't locked, and he smoothly opened it.
Closing the door behind him.
Vincent looked forward and could see that the room's window was open, and the night wind lifted the curtains and the girl's golden hair.
Gwen sat quietly in a chair by the window, flipping through a commemorative photo album, the moonlight falling on her black and white dress, her profile as beautiful as if meticulously carved.
Vincent knew without even looking.
That commemorative photo album was full of photos of him and Gwen. From five years ago, ten years ago... even longer ago.
From two young children whose gender couldn't be distinguished by appearance, growing up together to their current maturing looks.
"Gwen, I was wrong." Vincent said bluntly.
"How... were you wrong?" Gwen still looked at the photo album, keeping her body turned sideways towards Vincent.
Vincent shrugged, honestly responding, "Because from childhood to adulthood, you've always indulged me. So, if there's really a conflict, it must be my fault."
"You're not wrong."
Gwen shook her head and said bitterly, "I was wrong."
"My mistake was meeting you too early..."
Gwen murmured inexplicably, her face showing sadness, and she said in one breath, "On Friday night... I originally went to find you to ask you what style of dress I should wear on my birthday. I originally wanted to ask on my phone, but it seemed like there was just an excuse to see you and invite you out for a swing ride..."
"Friday... night?"
Vincent was stunned for a moment, then understood: "You saw everything?"
"Yes." Gwen nodded.
"Uh, I think I can explain..." Vincent hadn't finished speaking.
The girl continued, "You still have Kara's scent on you..."
Vincent stopped.
This, he really couldn't explain!
After the girl spoke, her delicate body, clad in a dress, trembled slightly, and a few drops of Water fell onto the commemorative photo album, making a ticking sound.
Gwen cried.
Vincent felt as if he had been struck. From childhood to adulthood, this was only the second time he had seen Gwen cry.
The first time was in kindergarten, on the day they first met.
Gwen was almost abducted by bad guys, and Vincent stepped forward, almost getting abducted himself.
Fortunately, Officer George arrived in time to save them both, which was also Vincent's dark history.
That time, the girl he hadn't known yet hugged his body and cried loudly.
She said, "My name is Gwen."
She also said, "Don't be afraid, I'll protect you from now on."
He was clearly scared to death.
The boy at that time hugged the girl back and shamelessly said, "My name is Vincent, from now on we are brothers!"
"Wuwu, what is... a brother?" Little Gwen asked, feeling wronged and serious.
"Sleeping together, bathing together, playing games together, helping your brother pick up girls—that's what brothers are! Hey, Officer, why are you hitting me?"
... Childhood memories faded.
Vincent looked at the girl crying aggrievedly at present, couldn't help but walk forward, but was quickly stopped by the girl: "You stop, don't come over!"
She closed the commemorative photo album.
Gwen looked up, tears like pearls falling uncontrollably down her face, and looked at Vincent by the door.
With her right hand, she cupped one of her full, round breasts, and as her slender, White fingers exerted force, the fingertips sank into the brand new White dress, clearly deforming the beautiful object under the pressing and rubbing:
"Do I not look like a woman at all? Do I have no charm at all? Do I not attract you in the slightest?"
"Even if you go on a date with your own aunt, even if you're with Kara, whom you've only known for a few months, you don't have any desire for me..."
"Even if you just string me along a little, it would be fine!"
Gwen's delicate body trembled non-stop, crying as if a pear blossom was covered in rain, her eyes full of grievance and helplessness.
"Gwen, I..." Vincent felt a sharp pain in his heart.
"No need to say anything."
Gwen turned her back to Vincent, suppressing her sobs: "I'm very sorry, I'm not in a good mood tonight, and I've been throwing a tantrum. So, could you please go home first?"
"Don't worry. I'm fine, you'll see that intellectual and lively childhood friend again at school tomorrow."
She paused, then said, "We will always be the best of friends."
Vincent was about to say something. Then, a knock came from outside the door.
Officer George cleared his throat outside the door and called out, "Time's up."
Vincent glanced at Gwen's back, then could only helplessly turn and walk out of the room. The moment he left the room, he faintly heard a sentence from the girl behind him:
"Vincent. If I could do it all over again, I would never be your childhood friend."
... Not long after Vincent left.
Mary knocked on Gwen's room door again and said from outside, "Gwen, Vincent has gone home."
"I know."
Gwen stopped her tears and responded with a suppressed tremor in her voice.
"I know."
Gwen's eyes dimmed again, like gems losing their luster.
She put the commemorative photo album back in the drawer, closed the window to block out the moon, and turned to bury herself under the covers.
The girl hugged a gift box to her chest; only this way could she alleviate the emptiness in her heart... "Vincent. Wanda was right, you really are a scoundrel, a bad guy."
Walking out of Gwen's house, Vincent let out a long breath.
However, guilt was useless; at this point, the priority was how to appease Gwen.
But.
Now, Mrs. Mary and Officer George would certainly not let him enter Gwen's room again.
Vincent glanced at the tightly closed front door of the house, and soon, his gaze shifted to the window outside the corridor.
If I die, I die.
By the way, it's quite difficult for him to die.
Vincent rolled up his sleeves, unbuttoned the top button of his collar, and walked towards the window... Late at night.
Mary had seen Aunt Mei and Peter Parker off again.
However, as he walked out of Gwen's house, Peter Parker seemed to sense something and glanced outside the corridor.
"Parker, what's wrong?" Aunt Mei asked.
"Nothing, just a delusion." Peter Parker shook his head and walked towards the elevator with Aunt Mei... In Gwen's room, the lights were off, and it was very quiet inside.
The girl lay curled up on the bed, as if asleep.
Just then.
The silence was suddenly broken by a knocking sound.
"Dad, Mom?"
The quilt was thrown back, and Gwen, still in her dress, her eyes red-rimmed, looked towards the door.
But.
With her Spider-Sense, she quickly realized that the knocking sound was not coming from the room door, but rather—
The room's window.
Gwen stepped onto the floor barefoot, she took a light breath, then suddenly pulled open the window, her eyes instantly illuminated by the moonlight.
The young man's figure entered her sight along with the moonlight.
"Hi, Gwen, good evening..."
Vincent's upper body was half-propped on the window, one hand waving in greeting, but with only one hand gripping the window ledge, he nearly fell from the tenth floor.
"Vincent, what are you doing?"
Gwen was startled at first, then instinctively shot a web, pulling Vincent inside.
Smack!
Vincent crashed into Gwen's arms, and they both tumbled to the floor, White webs and silver moonlight intertwined.
"Are you okay?"
Gwen was about to get up and check, but was suddenly hugged tightly by Vincent.
This feeling was just like the boy who hugged the crying girl more than ten years ago.
Vincent looked into her eyes at close range and said seriously:
"Gwen, I'm here to be a scoundrel to you!"
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