The Death Knell

Early the next morning, students of Peter's grade gathered outside the school gate, preparing to board the school bus to visit Osborne Industries.

The morning sunlight shone through the treetops on his face, making him feel much better.

Jessica has simply become a collection of negative energy. Last night, he spent half an hour chatting with her in the ward one-sidedly. As a result, Peter felt extremely heavy.

She didn't say anything. The feeling of being isolated from the world was really uncomfortable. As a classmate, he couldn't see her go on like that.

So even though he didn't sleep well last night, Peter got up early today, dug out the camera that Uncle Ben used to use from the basement, practiced using the film again, and hung it around his neck in the morning.

Fortunately, an agreement was reached with Thompson. Otherwise, if he brought this antique camera out, he would probably be laughed at to death.

But there was no way. The camera of Peter's second-hand junk phone was broken, and he was a little selfish and it was inconvenient to borrow other people's phones to take pictures.

Yes, he planned to secretly take some photos of Liz and keep them for himself.

"Morning, Peter."

"Morning, Ned."

After saying hello to the little fat man, the two chatted about video games while waiting for the bus under a tree. Peter got some arcade circuit boards from the junkyard, repaired them, and transplanted those games to the computer. Just connect with Fatty.

The game they are playing recently is Punisher, a side-scrolling version of the game.

However, both of them were a little confused while playing. The Punisher in the game does exist in reality, but who is the black man named Nick Fury?

Every time 2P chooses a player, the one that falls from the top of the screen with a flash of light is the braised egg. It looks so mysterious.

Ned is a conspiracy theorist, and he suspects that Fury is also a murderer who exists in reality but no one knows about it.

Peter is more optimistic. He believes that the black man is just a made-up character, perhaps a follower of the imaginary punisher.

Teenagers don't care why Punisher beats up those opponents in the game. It's just fun anyway. Fighting in the streets with rocket launchers and grenades? Nothing seems wrong.

The classmates arrived one after another, but no one came to participate in their conversation. The two dead nerds took it for granted and were immersed in their own world.

Soon, the yellow school bus came, and everyone got on the bus one after another. Peter was squeezed to the end because he was too thin. When he got on the bus, the fat man had already sat with another boy, except for those near the door. Apart from the seat reserved for the teacher, the only other seat left was next to Liz.

Peter made a long face and glared at Ned, conveying the meaning silently:

‘You are killing me! How could I sit next to her? What if it's revealed that I like her? What if I get rejected after being exposed? What if you do something wrong and get disliked? ’

The little fat man rolled his eyes, twisted his lips, and replied silently:

‘The sooner you express your love, the sooner you will be rejected, the sooner you will be freed. ’

Peter slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes. Could this be a bad friend?

But, isn’t it just sitting together? I'm not afraid.

"Hoo, ho... hoho hoho hoho..."

He was breathing like a bellows, and at the same time it felt like his feet were filled with lead. Every step he took was extremely difficult. She was looking at the grass outside the window, and the sun shone on her brown skin, looking so perfect.

Peter didn't know if talking to her would tarnish the goddess Hemei, but he was eager to move because before being killed by "Donkey Kong", maybe this was the last chance to confess!

His nostrils opened, and he slowly blew out a lot of hot air, and he was ready to go over and talk...

"Excuse me, can I sit next to you?"

"certainly."

"Liz, I've liked you for a long time."

"Me too, Peter."

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

"Oh, my God, I'm so happy! I do!"

Well, all of the above were the theater in Peter's mind. It was as if he was hallucinating, and he almost saw the scene where he and Liz were getting married.

But the voice of the teacher behind him urging everyone to sit down quickly broke him out of his dream.

As a result, when he looked up, he found someone beside Liz. The cat-eyed girl changed her position and occupied Liz's side. She looked curiously at why Peter didn't sit down.

"Um, Cynthia, you're on the wrong bus." Peter was a little unwilling to give up. He leaned over and reminded in a low voice: "Your class's bus is at the back."

"Just call me Sandy. You are Mary's friend Peter. I know that she often mentions you." The girl's eyes narrowed to a slit, and her cat-like pupils seemed to see through Peter's heart: "I know this too. It's your class's bus, but I want to sit with Liz and chat about girls' topics on the way... Oh? Or do you have something more important to talk to her about? Tell her and let me do the same. Listen?"

"No, I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Peter was so frightened by the powerful girl that he ran away, especially when Liz looked at him with her big eyes. He couldn't stand the stimulation at all.

He immediately turned around and sat in the seat that Cynthia had just replaced. He stared blankly at the front of the cab, breathing heavily.

"Do you have asthma? Peter."

At this time, he heard a gentle voice coming from beside him, and turned around to see the beautiful Gwen looking at him with concern.

She seemed to have dressed up specially today, wearing a sportswear that was easy to move around. Her blond hair was tied into a ponytail and hung smoothly on the back of her head. On her white face, you could still see cute little fluff in the morning light.

"belch!"

Peter had never been so close to another beautiful girl besides Mary. He suddenly burped, a stream of gas rolled upwards from his stomach, and the smell of boiled eggs for breakfast silently filled the space between the two of them.

He just wanted to smash his head through the school bus chassis and the concrete pavement, and bury it directly in the soil!

He did such a scandalous thing in front of Liz's best friend, it was over, his relationship was over before it even started!

If Gwen mentioned this to their small group, I'm afraid the other girls except Mary would feel disgusted, right?

Who knew that Gwen was not only not angry, but actually found it very interesting. She took out a bottle of water from her schoolbag and handed it to Peter: "Does sitting next to me make you so nervous? I used to always wonder why you always act like You are avoiding me, we obviously have a common friend Mary, now I understand..."

The girl's little face was a little red, and she didn't know what she understood. It was an expression that was a little proud and a little shy.