The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 264 Understatement
Eyes drooped, muscles stiff, momentarily still.

No one can see Peter Parker's eyes and expression, but everyone can feel the confusion and contradiction conveyed in the picture.

Uncle Ben did the same, looking at Peter quietly, waiting, waiting for Peter to look up at him. He wanted to look into Peter's eyes and speak.

However, Uncle Ben was disappointed.

Peter was still stiff, and the muscles in his left arm seemed completely tense. He could feel the alienation through his clothes, and he was panicking to hide the turbulence in his heart.

Uncle Ben let out a breath, and finally continued, "Peter, remember, with great power comes great responsibility."

One sentence, just such a sentence, Peter was not moved or pondered, but was stung——

What is Uncle Ben hinting at?
Does Uncle Ben know that he is going to the underground boxing ring to make extra money?
With a sudden movement, Peter raised his head, frowned slightly, and instantly distanced himself and entered defense mode, "Are you worried that I will become a criminal?"

Uncle Ben couldn't believe his ears, and seeing the resistance on Peter's face, he was also furious.

Seeing Uncle Ben's impatient expression, Peter couldn't help but straighten his back, raised his voice slightly, and his momentum climbed to a higher level, "Don't worry about me, okay?"

Although the words were civilized, the irritability and rejection were all too obvious.

Hormones take over the brain.

Peter tried to explain the ins and outs, but he soon realized that he couldn't explain and didn't know where to start. His words became slurred, trying to cover up his guilt with a loud voice.

"Things are different. I'll figure it out myself. Don't lecture me."

After a pause, seeing Uncle Ben about to speak again, Peter interrupted Uncle Ben in a rare moment, widened his eyes, and looked straight at Uncle Ben.

"Please."

A polite word, but placed here, it seems particularly sharp and ironic, instantly creating a distance.

The air stiffened slightly.

Uncle Ben looked at Peter, raised his hands and lowered his pressure slightly, trying to lighten the atmosphere. He even smiled and further explained his actions, "I didn't mean to preach to you. I know I'm not your father."

"Then stop pretending you are." The words just rushed out of Peter's mouth——

Like a bomb.

Everything became quiet.

Peter was stunned.

Uncle Ben was also stunned.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Peter already regretted it. There were shallow ripples in his blue eyes. Whether he was stubborn or distant, there were cracks. His slightly flashing eyes tried to swallow the voice and take back what he just said. However, it was too late to stop the overflowing water.

Uncle Ben looked into Peter's eyes, and looked away in a panic and embarrassment. The smile at the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, trying to hide it with a smile, but the more he did it, the more powerless he became. The embarrassment in the air continued to overflow, The smile disappeared quietly, revealing a touch of age.

My eyes don't know where to land.

Peter's chest rose and fell slowly, and he was already regretting the words he had just spoken. Annoyance and anger swallowed up the remaining sanity. The words of apology were already on his lips, but his throat seemed to be strangled, and he couldn't say anything. His blue eyes also showed that A touch of confusion.

then.

"Correct."

Uncle Ben spoke, interrupting Peter's last chance to apologize.

Uncle Ben nodded slightly, avoided Peter's gaze, adjusted his sitting posture, looked forward again, and breathed out invisibly, but his eyes looking forward could not find the focus, and he sat there looking a little at a loss.

Peter knew he had hurt Uncle Ben.

But, how can he redeem himself?
Buzz, buzz buzz. Outside the car window, cars passed by and engines roared. The noise broke the silence in the car, but it was fleeting, allowing silence to fill the entire space again.

Peter sat there blankly, his tense emotions slowly drooping down like a deflated balloon, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

fleeting.

The words seemed to be swirling on the tip of my tongue, but my messy mind couldn't find a single thought, it was a mess.

Then, a sense of grievance and stubbornness came to my heart. Uncle Ben didn't know anything but was dictating where to go, so what should he do?
Peter's eyes flashed slightly, he turned away and looked out the window, lowering his head to hide his loss, confusion and other inexplicable emotions. For a moment, he didn't know whether shame and annoyance took over, or anger and grievance took over. Shangfeng, his eyes dimmed like this.

Uncle Ben noticed it and hesitated to speak, but finally withdrew his gaze and said, "I'll pick you up at ten o'clock in the evening."

This is the end of the conversation, the end of the conversation.

Peter couldn't believe it: That's it?
Peter raised his head suddenly and looked at Uncle Ben again, but he couldn't tell clearly whether he wanted to talk to Uncle Ben or not.

He didn't even know what he was thinking.

I was annoyed and angry, not only towards Uncle Ben but also towards myself.

So, Peter didn't speak again, turned around, opened the car door, got out of the car angrily, and closed the door.

however.

Peter didn't take a step forward and stood there with his back to the car door, as if waiting for something——

He needs a step up.

If Uncle Ben speaks again, he apologizes, he apologizes for what he just said.

Unfortunately, Uncle Ben didn't stop, started the engine, and left.

There was a gust of wind, and Peter turned around and looked over. He was shocked and surprised. He subconsciously took two steps forward because he knew he was wrong.

Just as he rushed out, he immediately stopped and stood there, struggling alone.

Adolescent children are always so contradictory. Even if they realize their mistakes, it is not an easy thing to bow their heads and admit them. Because of their self-esteem and pride, and because they have complicated thoughts that they have not figured out yet, they stumble around like this. Trip over yourself.

Stopped, turned around and prepared to leave, but couldn't help but stop again, looking at the tail of Uncle Ben's car, somewhat lost in thought.

Ahead, Uncle Ben was ready to turn and leave.

Peter looked away, let out a long breath, lowered his head and shoulders, looked at the traffic in front of him, and prepared to cross the road, but after taking a step, he braked and pulled back.

The thoughts in his head were so chaotic that he had forgotten that he was not going to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. He came here just as an excuse. The real purpose was to go to an underground boxing match.

He pulled back his footsteps and glanced again at the direction Uncle Ben left. The rear of the car was no longer visible, and then Peter turned around and trotted out in the other direction.

It can be seen from the back that all the chaos and complications have been temporarily forgotten. After all, it has not changed Peter's decision. The youthful spirit has gained the upper hand. He still wants to show off his talents, test his abilities, and make extra money by the way. This is The only thought in his mind.

The troubles stayed where they were and disappeared in the roar of the traffic in the blink of an eye.

"Card!"

Finally, Sam Raimi's voice came.

call.

At this time, the crew realized that they themselves had been holding their breath involuntarily, and it was only now that they began to breathe and feel their heartbeat again.

(End of this chapter)