It turns out that her name is Wendy.

She didn't like this name very much, although she was familiar with it, so familiar that she was extremely sure that it was her name, but the familiarity was cold and unreal.

It would be better to call yourself warm.

A copper nameplate was hung on the bag's handle, swinging and swinging. Spider-Man handed the bag to Wen, and she glanced at the nameplate, which had two capital letters printed on it.

“w.w.”.

The last name starting with w, the last name starting with w... Washington?

Wen Hu guessed for a while, but didn't take it seriously, but hugged the bag in his arms.

"Is your initial letter the same?" Spider-Man also saw it. He was surprised and urged Wen to check if he had lost something.

"When I went, someone had taken the bag away, but fortunately he didn't run far away," he explained. "I tied him to a tree and notified the patrolman. If you lose something, I will ask him to hand over the things immediately, so that you won't go to the police station again."

Wen doesn't like the police station.

She opened the bag, and Spider-Man subconsciously lowered her head to come over and see it. Then she realized that this was wrong and quickly leaned back and retreated.

Wen didn't mind Spider-Man's actions at all. Instead, she thought the other party was quite cute, because in her self-awareness, she felt that she was not young... Of course, she was not old, she should be a mature sister in her twenties.

The handbag is very small, containing a mobile phone, a wallet, an opaque box and some documents.

Wen did not go to see the ID and the box, but opened the wallet first. Before opening it, she roughly learned from the feel of the hand that there should be a lot of things inside. After she really opened it, she was still surprised in front of a thick stack of green bills.

"Wow," Spider-Man made an envious smacking voice, "Don't you count?"

Wen replied: "No, I don't know how much I brought out."

Spider-Man silently shut up.

A few cards were stuffed into the wallet mezzanine. Wen didn't look at it, so he closed the wallet directly. After thinking about it, he drew another one.

She remembers that Spider-Man seems to be quite poor at home, although she doesn't know why she knows this.

"Thank you for saving me, Spider-Man, I'll treat you to dinner," said Wen. "What do you want to eat?"

Spider-Man, who thought she wanted to give money, rushed to her mouth if she refused: "No... um? Oh, um... how about the sandwich?"

Wen smiled again: "Okay, how about we go together?"

Although this was a question, Wen did not leave any room for Spider-Man to refuse. She walked towards the dining car without any doubt, and Spider-Man quickly followed.

Wen ordered two hot dogs, two sandwiches and two cups of coke.

Spider-Man had some comments on how unnutritious things Wen had eaten after he became ill: "I think you should eat better, Wen."

"Don't worry, phobia and ordinary diseases are not the same thing, and there is no need for additional nutrition," Wen said.

She had already started eating, biting the hot dog in small bites, chewing the sandwich slowly, and taking a sip of Coke from time to time.

Spider-Man's eyes widened.

Why are they eating junk food? They can eat it so reserved and beautiful? When she eats hot dogs, she doesn’t even put ketchup on her mouth!

And why is the sandwich so well in her hands? The ham, eggs and vegetable leaves are all clamped in the middle of the bread slices, not sliding at all, and the bread slags don’t fall down!

The most important thing is that she not only eats well, but also eats so fast.

By the time Spider-Man reacted, Wen had eaten up all his food.

"You can pull the hood up a little and expose your mouth to eat." Wen reminded.

If Wen was his classmate, Spider-Man would never do this, but Wen had never seen him before, so he found a quiet alley with confidence and pulled up the hood that wrapped his face, revealing his entire chin and lips.

Wen Ye followed Spider-Man into the alley.

She didn't realize anything was wrong with her at first.

Although the angina pectoris completely disappeared after being away from the open area, and the dizziness and nausea caused by phobia was reduced a lot, but it was only relieved a lot.

They did not disappear completely, and Wen felt that he might have just traveled over and was not very compatible with this body, and the physiological pain caused by phobia was on the surface.

It is not true and false. Although it can be felt completely, it just doesn't feel like you.

However, as she gradually penetrated into the alley, the feeling of breathing became clearer and clearer. Wen felt that her heart was pinched tightly by a big hand. The strong sense of fear made her start to tremble, but whether it was the sense of fear or the feeling of trembling, it seemed that it was very far away from her.

It was not until Spider-Man rushed over like a whirlwind and picked her up from the ground in panic that Wen realized that he had fallen.

"What's wrong with you? Oh my God! Wen, Wen, wake up, what's wrong with you?" The little spider was so anxious that he took Wen's handbag crazy, "I'll call an ambulance right away!"

"No...use." Wen squeezed out from his teeth and refused, "Just take me away...just, that's fine..."

Spider-Man was so scared that he was crying: "Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Spider-Man rushed to the side of the road with her in her arms.

Almost as soon as she left the quiet alley, Wen felt that she could breathe. She leaned against Spider-Man's chest for a while before she stood firm on Spider-Man's chest.

"The chest muscles are good." Wen joked.

Wow, she would definitely not say this! But forget it, her body has changed, and there are some sequelae.

"Wen! You're still joking!" Spider-Man was panicked and scared, "What's wrong with you just now? Oh my God, I'll do you better, I'll take you to the hospital. I think you need a systematic diagnosis. Don't go to the doctor just because you're afraid of being diagnosed..."

"I know what happened just now." Wen interrupted him.

Spider-Man stared at Wen with a white eye mask: "So what's wrong with you?"

"I not only have phobia in the open space, but I also have..." Wen paused.

——Claustrophobia.

"…I still have claustrophobia." Wen said calmly.

Spider-Man's eye masks were closed and shrunk: "Claustrophobia, I've heard of, claustrophobia is quite famous... So, so you will not only fear large and empty places, but also small and narrow places?"

Wen, who didn't want to nod, nodded reluctantly.

"Yes," she said, "and the onset of phobia is not absolute. It may occasionally improve or worsen. In addition, the two situations of empty space and claustrophobia are also uncertain, and it depends entirely on my subjective judgment."

"That is to say," Wen said his analysis results in pain, "In the same place, I might think it was small and narrow last time, but next time I think it was too big and too empty. After a while, this place might be just the size of it for me..."

Spider-Man was stunned.

Wen was not much surprised than him.

Compared to Spider-Man's amazement that "there is such a strange disease in this world", she is the one who is most shocked, because she is afraid of both the empty space and the claustrophobic space!

Wen felt that this time travel was a bit unworthy.

But she didn't remember much about what happened before the time travel.

This should have made her bothered, but Wen found that she was not curious about her past at all, as if the little impression that was left behind was already beautiful enough.

She knew she was an only child, born in a family where parents loved each other, and had a childhood that was nearly perfect, with almost no regrets.

On the contrary, Wen had no memory of his teenage years and his adult life.

The only thing she could be sure of was that she lived a very happy life before traveling through time, so happy that whenever she thought about the past, she would burst into tears from the bottom of her heart.

Is there really such a feeling of "I want to cry because I am too happy" in the world? Reason tells Wen that even if a person is really happy to this extent, a person who is always happy cannot "cry".

...But forget it, it doesn't matter.

The desire to survive made Wen Bu delve into it. She rested for a while and made sure that her breathing had stabilized and no strange things happened, such as phobia again because of this street.

She thanked Spider-Man: "You saved me again, Spider-Man."

Can this weird body be returned?

Spider-Man's voice was weird: "...Nothing, it seems that this is not suitable for you to go out alone."

Wen didn't think about it and lie: "About this, I can only say that my family situation is quite special because I have many brothers in my family and I have never been valued."

It's strange, why did she lie?

And you can even speak as soon as you open your mouth, as if you don't need to consider it at all.

"Is this so? Too much!" Spider-Man believed it and stood up for Wen Da, "What kind of parents can be so irresponsible? This is too, too unreasonable!"

He sounded extremely angry.

Wen doesn't care whether this is the superhero's sense of justice at work, or whether she is really a pretty girl now who can easily arouse a teenager's desire to protect herself.

She heard Spider-Man angrily blaming the irresponsible parent. Although she was very sure that the parent did not exist at all and everything was made up by her, she didn't know why, but the more she listened, the more she felt happy, and the more she listened, the more she felt relieved.

...And soon joined Spider-Man to denounce "irresponsible parents" that did not exist at all.

"Do you know! He is too much! There are several floors in his home and there are more empty rooms than hotels. He insists that I go to boarding school!" Wen said loudly.

She was so impressed by her lying skills. God knows why she could spit out so many inexplicable details when she opened her mouth:

"And I tell you, do you know what's weirdest? I have two older brothers and two younger brothers. Except for the youngest brother, the other three are all his adopted sons."

"And he - he is closer to his adopted son than to me! My room is the farthest away from his room! He... He brought his adopted son to attend the event, but I, I, I, can't go at all!"

"Uh," Spider-Man said a little nice thing to the unknown parent, "Maybe he is for your own good, after all, look, your phobia problem..."

Wen blurted out, as if he had thought about the solution countless times: "You can ask the medical team to stand by!"
Chapter completed!