American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!

On the other side, Smallwell School.

Peter went to the hardware store to buy nails for house repairs, and stopped by the school to deal with A-Zu's affairs.

He walked on the green lawn behind the school and passed an art class.

The students around sat in a semicircle, and a female teacher in a batik dress was giving a lecture.

Peter's super hearing could hear the "squeak" sound of all the students using paintbrushes to outline the fallen leaves.

After looking at the students, he walked straight to Martha McConaughey's office.

"Mr. Padrick?"

Martha was a little surprised to see Peter in school.

After all, she could only see Peter once during the parent-teacher meeting in the past.

"Hello, Ms. McConaughey."

Peter greeted her, "I hope I don't disturb you."

"No, of course not."

Martha stood up a little excitedly, but quickly concealed her emotions, "I heard about the plane, thank God, you didn't have any accidents."

"Thank you."

Peter thanked her, and after a few pleasantries, he told her his purpose - to deal with the previous complaints about Azu.

Because Azu often gets into trouble, he has been complained by many teachers and parents before.

"No problem."

Martha nodded, indicating that with her here, the matter will be resolved quickly.

With the help of the enthusiastic and beautiful teacher, Peter quickly dealt with Azu's affairs.

He looked up at the other's dark circles and asked casually: "Teacher Martha, haven't you had a good rest recently?"

After being asked by Peter, Martha was stunned for a moment and replied: "Maybe. Maybe I'm a little tired recently."

Ten minutes later.

Accompanied by Teacher Martha, Peter walked out of the school.

When the two walked past a bench, the female teacher who taught art before stood up and greeted the two.

The woman was wearing a batik dress, with a sweet face and a slender figure.

When she saw Peter and Martha approaching, she stretched out a hand.

"Hi, Martha."

"Katie?"

The art teacher named Katie smiled at Martha, "I'm waiting for you, this is..."

She cast her eyes on Peter, "Your friend? Martha."

Martha McConaughey glanced at Peter and said guiltily, "Yes."

Although Peter was John's parent, he was also half of his friend. After all, the other party rescued him from the gang, so there should be no problem in saying this.

"We are so familiar with each other, Martha, you should introduce yourself."

The woman stretched out her hand and introduced herself to Peter, "I am Katie Wiznewski, an art teacher here."

Peter looked at Martha, and Martha smiled awkwardly, "She is my friend."

In fact, she was not familiar with the new art teacher.

The other party was mysterious and was said to have unclear relationships with many men, which made her stay away from him.

"Peter. Patrick."

Peter extended his hand to her.

The woman in front of her gave her a feeling that something was wrong.

Especially the other party's eyes, which exuded a look that made him feel uncomfortable.

"I have heard of you, Mr. Patrick. You are now a celebrity in the town. A passenger plane made an emergency landing in your farmland."

Katie Wiznewski blinked her curious eyes, "Mr. Patrick, do you mind telling me about the thrilling scene that happened at that time?"

"Actually"

Peter shook his head, "I was not at the scene, so I don't know the specific situation of the scene."

He nodded slightly to Martha next to him, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave."

After greeting the two, he turned and left.

Katie Wiznewski, watching Peter's back with interest, her eyes slightly shining.

At night, Patrick's farm.

The farm's renovation work lasted for a day, and the living room barely recovered to about 70% of its previous appearance.

When Peter entered the living room, Azu was watching TV intently.

After hearing Peter's footsteps, he quickly changed the channel with the remote control.

Without noticing Azu's movements, Peter said to him: "Go upstairs and call Star-Lord down, prepare for dinner."

"That."

Azu stood up and said hesitantly: "Dad, Star-Lord's condition is not good."

"What? Did you fight?"

"No, he just has a bad appetite. I think he should have no appetite for dinner."

Azu told the scene that happened in the welfare home during the day.

"You mean, you saw the dead old man, her body was on the bed, and it was completely dried up? Overnight?"

"That's right, Dad, Star-Lord saw this kind of scene for the first time, so he couldn't accept it."

Peter looked at Azu with suspicion, "Why didn't you stop him? You should know that your brother is too young to see these."

He seriously suspected that Azu did it on purpose.

After all, this naughty kid has always been at odds with Star-Lord.

Although the relationship between the two men eased after the incident with Clark, he did not believe that they could reconcile as before.

"I tried, but his curiosity was too strong."

A Zu said it was not his fault.

"Okay, go wash your hands first, I'll go upstairs and call him."

Meanwhile, upstairs, Star-Lord is experiencing a nightmare.

In the dream room, Star-Lord suddenly saw a black shadow passing before his eyes, and he was so frightened that he immediately sat up.

The next moment, the black shadow swayed in front of me again, then ran to the corner and jumped into the bathroom, accompanied by a rustling sound.

Star-Lord, who didn't know he was dreaming, got out of bed in the dark and picked up the butterfly knife beside the bed.

He bought it for six dollars at a flea market near Smallville Talon.

Stepping quietly on the carpet, Star-Lord secretly followed the black shadow and walked in.

At the bathroom door, he reached out and groped on the wall a few times and found the light switch.

"Crack!"

The dazzling light poured down instantly, illuminating the entire bathroom.

As his vision focused, Star-Lord saw a red film balloon in the corner of the bathroom, floating up and down in the corner.

Looking carefully, there is a picture of a cake on the balloon, and the flames of the candles on the cake form a line of words: Happy birthday, Star-Lord.

As he walked towards the balloon, he suddenly saw the cake picture on it change.

What was supposed to be a picture of a cake suddenly turned into a symbol of a skull. In the open mouth of the skull, there were two rows of uneven teeth. A dialogue frame emerged from between the teeth, and the frame read: Death Happy Day, Star-Lord.

With a "whoop", he woke up from his dream.

Wiping the sweat from his head, Star-Lord looked around and gradually realized that he was dreaming.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Are you asleep? Star-Lord."

"dad."

Star-Lord was lying on the bed. When he saw Peter coming, he immediately got up.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Peter put his hand on Star-Lord's head and rubbed it.

Feeling the warmth and reassurance in his palm, Star-Lord breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm fine, Dad."

Biting his lower lip, he hesitated and asked Peter: "Dad, can I ask you a question?"

"certainly."

Peter said looking into Star-Lord's eyes.

"Will you leave me?"

"No, of course not, why do you ask?"

"I saw dead people in the orphanage today..."

As he said that, Star-Lord couldn't help but lower his head.

"Uh-huh, it's dad's fault."

Peter took the initiative to admit his mistake.

When he asked the two of them to volunteer at the orphanage, he did not consider this unexpected situation.

Seeing such shocking scenes at such a young age may leave a psychological shadow for Star-Lord.

It seems that I need to give him some guidance, or hire a psychiatrist?

If Martian Manhunter was in Metropolis, he could come and play a guest role as a psychiatrist.

"No, Dad, it's not your fault. In fact, I'm not afraid of that kind of death scene. I'm just afraid of losing you."

Star-Lord looked at him and said depressedly: "I often dream, Dad. I even dreamed about my birthday just now."

"Your birthday? Are you looking forward to your birthday?"

"No, Dad, it's a bad birthday."

Star-Lord talked about his dream just now.

Under Peter's shocked eyes, he continued: "Dad, besides this, I often have other dreams, and that feels very bad."

"In the dream, I grabbed the sheets and struggled hard, trying to get out of the bed, but I was tightly wrapped in the quilt. There were iron railings welded to the edge of the bed that I couldn't climb over. It seemed like there was a wall all around me. The invisible wall is holding me back from breathing freely!”

Star-Lord describes to Peter what it was like to have a dream.

"I feel like I am trapped in a box, with less and less air. I always dream about death. I dream about a woman who is my mother. She is very thin and there is not much flesh on her face. She Hold my hand and say goodbye."

Speaking of this, Star-Lord already had tears in his eyes.

"So...Dad, you won't leave me, right?"

"No, of course not."

Peter patted Star-Lord on the shoulder, held him in his arms and whispered comfort.

Star-Lord's dreams, like Azu's, are fragments of memories from his past life.

The original Star-Lord was from a single-parent family, and his mother was losing weight due to cancer.

Watching his mother gradually walk towards death day by day amid her own powerlessness, this filled the young Star-Lord's heart with pain and fear of death.

Until the day his mother died, he ran away from home because he could not accept this fact.

As a result, he was unlucky enough to be abducted by aliens.

Recalling the information he remembered from his previous life, Peter held Star-Lord in his arms and comforted him: "Dad will never leave you. Even death cannot separate us. Dad swears to you."

"Then you can't miss every birthday of mine. Dad, can you do it?"

Star-Lord made his request.

He hopes that he will spend every birthday with his father by his side, so that he will never feel the approach of death.

"Why can't I miss every birthday?"

"Because... I will definitely die before daddy."

Chapter 3 may be a little later. Something delayed me today. You can go to bed early. Sorry.