No sleep all night.
Xi Nian lay on the bed, almost watching the night outside the window of the room gradually being replaced by the cool morning light.
After all, what happened last night was too much and too exciting, and the extraordinary mysteries experienced were more than those in sixteen years of life combined.
Also, in the bathroom.
When his aunt mentioned his awakened superpower, the Master of the Familiar, she didn't show any aversion or objection to his using this strange ability. On the contrary, she was helping him think about the triggering conditions and maximum effectiveness of the Master of the Familiar's ability, as if she was looking for an opportunity to let him experiment with it, which was very exploratory.
So, it wasn't that Xi Nian couldn't help himself, it was just that the theory was too tempting. He unconsciously raised his hand, as if wanting to express his opinion.
Xi Nian didn't know whether his aunt saw it when she was helping him rinse the foam off his hair.
He only remembered the last words his aunt said in the bathroom.
"Xinian, what kind of person do you want to be?"
"There's no rush to answer this question. When the time is right, I'll give you a chance to choose. No matter what you choose, I'll be there to support you."
Xi Nian thought about it all night, but still couldn't understand the meaning of choice and support in his aunt's words.
What options are there? How can I support them?
Or rather, Xi Nian didn't dare to think about it—his superpowered companion, the Lord, could only truly exert its effectiveness with the help of a member of the opposite sex possessing extraordinary abilities. However, the so-called help from the opposite sex required a series of 'harsh' triggering conditions, equivalent to passive skills.
If there is no suitable extraordinary person to help, it cannot be used as a normal ability.
So, the support my aunt was talking about couldn't be...
Recalling his aunt's initiative to think that "liquid is the medium, the more medium, the stronger the effect", Xi Nian felt his body getting hot again. This was also the real reason why he couldn't sleep all night.
fortunately.
Because she was worried that Xi Nian would suffer from the side effects of his injuries, her aunt reported to the school early and asked for a day off for him.
Coincidentally, Xi Nian learned from the school that Gwen had also taken a day off.
The half of Spider-Man's face that was revealed last night flashed through my mind.
Xi Nian thought about it and couldn't help but suggest to his aunt: "Gwen has a cold. I'll go see her after lunch."
Diana naturally knew Xi Nian's childhood playmate and immediately agreed, "That's fine, since we're so close anyway."
She looked around the messy living room and said, "Later, I'll arrange for someone to come over and renovate the living room and add new furniture."
"Will there be any trouble?" Xi Nian was a little worried.
The broken footprints and dreadful holes on the living room floor, as well as the furniture and windowsills he'd smashed, were all obvious to anyone with a discerning eye. If this were connected, the robbery that took place across the street from him last night might be exposed.
"Won't."
Diana looked composed. She was dressed in a white shirt and trousers that perfectly reflected her intellectual beauty. She said calmly and elegantly, "I do have some connections, and I know the right people to approach."
"That's good." Xi Nian finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was also a little curious about what the connections his aunt was referring to were.
After lunch.
Xi Nian changed into his winter windbreaker and went to Gwen's house.
Just crossing a pedestrian street, less than a hundred meters away, Xi Nian arrived at the next door community. The security guard on duty also recognized him and greeted him while opening the gate to let him in: "Xiao Xi Nian, it's been a while since you came here, right?"
"Indeed, it's been a while."
Xi Nian shrugged. It had been okay when he was a kid, but in recent years, Officer George had become increasingly wary of him, like a thief. Xi Nian even wondered if he had a criminal gene and was being targeted.
He soon arrived at Gwen's house as familiar as ever, but when he rang the doorbell, Xi Nian suddenly felt a little uneasy.
Fortunately, perhaps I was finally lucky, a gentle female voice came from inside: "I'm coming."
The portal opens.
What caught Xi Nian's eyes was a middle-aged woman about 38 years old. Although there were some wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, her figure still retained its charm. Her appearance with a hint of liveliness was very similar to Gwen.
It was Gwen's mother, Mary Jane.
"Xinian, you're here!" In contrast to Officer George's treatment, Mary was immediately delighted to see Xinian at the door and pulled him inside: "Come on, it's cold outside, come in and talk."
"I heard that Gwen was sick, so I came to visit her." Xi Nian changed into home slippers on the carpet and glanced inside the house.
"Don't worry." Mary seemed to know what he was looking at, and blinked and said, "Gwen's father went out last night and hasn't come back yet."
"Ah, this." Xi Nian didn't know what to say.
Mary continued, "Gwen woke up with a fever this morning. I've given her fever-reducing medicine. She should be in bed asleep by now."
"In that case, I'll go back first." Xi Nian looked at Gwen's closed door: "Don't disturb her rest..."
"What do you mean by disturbing her?" Mary waved her hand to interrupt him and urged, "You've come at the right time. Go in and see her!"
Mary pushed Xi Nian to Gwen's door and said meaningfully, "Don't worry, the room is well soundproofed. Even if something happens, no one outside can hear it."
"Well, I just came to visit the patient." Xi Nian corrected with a twitch of his mouth.
"Of course. Of course it's just a visit, an in-depth visit. Just don't get yourself infected with the disease." Mary's suggestion was very strong. She opened the door, pushed Xinian in, and helped close the door again.
By the way, is this really Gwen's biological mother?
Xi Nian smiled wryly, suddenly feeling that Officer George was relatively normal. He looked up and saw that Gwen's room was much the same as he remembered it: clean, tidy, with a faint fragrance and plenty of dolls. It was indeed a girl's room, except for the many more photos on the bookshelf.
Huh? Many of them were photos with him, photos he himself didn't even have developed yet.
Xi Nian couldn't help but take a few more glances, then his gaze fell on a corner of the room.
The beautiful girl with golden hair looked like Sleeping Beauty, lying quietly on the bed covered with a duvet as white as snow, breathing evenly through her small and delicate mouth and nose, and her cheeks, as white and tender as a baby's, were slightly flushed.
Xi Nian walked closer to the bed and called in a low voice: "Gwen, Gwen?"
Gwen didn't respond, as if she was fast asleep.
Xinian confirmed that his hands were not very cold, then he gently parted the golden hair and placed them on the girl's forehead. He felt a slight burning sensation in his palms.
Although the temperature is not high, I do have a fever.
Xi Nian silently withdrew his hand. He came to visit Gwen, firstly, to see her, and secondly, to find out if Gwen had any connection to the Spider-Woman he met last night.
Now it seems that I was wrong.
That's right, how could childhood sweetheart Gwen be the female Spider-Man who swings around in the sky above the city and is very difficult to mess with?
Xi Nian shook his head. However, when his eyes fell on the girl, her lips slightly opened to exhale, perhaps partly due to the fever, her lips were even more rosy and bright than before, and he was suddenly stunned again.
An idea popped up in his mind like a demon.
Maybe I saw it wrong? You'll know if you try it.
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