But Gwen didn't care about Peter's guarantee. Instead, she asked:

"Then how did you do it?"

"What can I do?"

"Standing in the spotlight... When you face the police and reporters, how can you have the courage to scold them? Tell them everything? Aren't you afraid of them? Aren't you afraid that your identity will be revealed?"

Although she seemed to be asking a question, she did not wait for Peter to answer.

"You know, when you joked with my father that one day you would personally deliver me to him and spank me in front of him, I was actually looking forward to that day.

Because I don’t dare to confess to my father, so I can only count on you to take off my mask.”

"Gwen..."

Peter stretched out his hand to stop Gwen from opening the wound with her own hands, but Gwen was so determined this time. Before Peter could react, her hands had already pulled down the hood of the suit, and then touched it.

My own neck.

Then she suddenly pulled off the white mask with force.

That beautiful blond hair spreads out like fireworks in the night sky.

The extremely familiar, yet so unfamiliar blond girl suddenly appeared in front of Peter's eyes.

Those eyes as beautiful as stars were staring at him, her eyelashes were sparkling with crystal water droplets, and her red lips were pursed in a stubborn shape.

For Peter Parker, whenever she shines, she is stunningly beautiful.

She shines brightly, like thousands of stars in the vast Milky Way, shining brightly and shining brightly.

Putting down his weak left hand, Peter no longer tried to stop Gwen from speaking. He understood that Gwen had endured too much stimulation tonight and she needed an emotional outlet.

Gwen, who took off her mask, held up her mask and continued to say as if she had made up her mind:

"I had never hated myself so much for being so timid at that time. I didn't even dare to admit it... admit it..."

She opened her mouth several times, as if breathing through her mouth, and finally squeezed out a sentence.

"Admit that I killed my best friend...killed Peter Parker..."

Gwen paused noticeably when she mentioned Peter Parker's name.

During the period after Peter's death, she tried not to pronounce a single syllable of his name.

Those few words were like a handful of broken glass in the throat.

But this time Gwen had to tell everything even if her mouth was punctured and her mouth was full of blood.

"That's not your fault..."

"What?"

Peter repeated with a sigh.

"Gwen, it's not your fault."

"Didn't you understand what I said?!"

Gwen was angry at Peter's poor comfort, and she repeated almost like a roar:

"I said, I killed him! I killed Peter Parker with my own hands! My best friend! Do you still think I am not wrong?"

Gwen spoke the truth out loud, unable to hide the bitterness in her tone.

"He died in my arms in the end, but he didn't blame me or resent me in the end. He said he wanted to be like me, but I knew I didn't deserve it! His kindness and selflessness were unparalleled by anyone. Own it! If only he was the one bitten by that spider!"

Gwen's dazzling eyes like stars were covered with layers of mist, and a crystal light fell from her star, creating a beautiful splash on the cold land.

But Peter shook his head, walked forward, looked directly into Gwen's eyes, and solemnly repeated: "This is not your fault."

"No! I understand that I am the murderer and they should be looking for me, but the funny thing is that I don't even dare to admit it! I try hard to be the hero in Peter Parker's mind, but I never was from the beginning and I never will be. Yes!"

Gwen hugged herself tightly and put her hands on her shoulders.

"No matter how hard I try to enforce justice and fight crime, I can't change this. This city hates me!"

"It's not your fault."

But Peter still repeated that sentence like a machine, but his tone became more firm. He stepped forward and hugged Gwen into his arms, repeating it in her ear like she was dreaming.

"Gwen, this is not your fault."

"Are you kidding me?! Let go of your hands!"

Gwen struggled fiercely, but she couldn't break free from Peter's iron-like arms.

But Peter hugged Gwen tighter and whispered in her ear: "Gwen...it's not your fault."

But this time Gwen didn't refute. She put her arms around Peter's body, buried her head tightly in his neck, and made a dull sound.

Peter felt the moisture on his neck and raised his head to look up at the stars.
Chapter completed!