The next day.
June 12, 2013.
It was a Wednesday.
Also, it was Midtown High School's senior graduation ceremony day.
At this moment, on the school's lawn near the East River, many students and parents had already arrived.
Taking advantage of the ceremony's delay, almost all the parents were pulling their kids for photos to capture memories.
Hawk and Gwen were no exception.
The two were now dressed in graduation gowns and caps, posing in various positions under Helen Stacy's direction to please her.
Hawk and Gwen stood under a tree, holding hands, gazing into each other's eyes.
Gwen smiled apologetically.
"Sorry."
"Sorry for what?"
"My mom is a bit too enthusiastic."
"I think it's great."
Hawk smiled, glancing at Helen not far away, still finding angles for the photo.
Helen seriously looked at the photo of the two, then seemed to think of something, her eyes brightened, and she looked back at Hawk.
"Hawk."
"Yes?"
"When I count to three, kiss her."
"Okay."
Hawk smoothly followed, looking at his smiling girlfriend, and when Helen counted to three, he didn't hesitate and kissed her.
Gwen also leaned in.
Click click!
Helen turned into a professional photographer, continuously pressing the shutter to capture this beautiful moment.
After a while.
Sitting on the audience seat, Helen flipped through the photos she had just snapped, her smile unable to be contained.
Luckily, George had a case today and couldn't make it.
Otherwise...
George's expression definitely wouldn't be pleasant.
Sitting in the front row, Gwen turned her head to look at her mom Helen, who was still enjoying the photos, her mouth twitching slightly, whispering to Hawk beside her, "Don't come upstairs to my house tonight."
Hawk was slightly stunned.
"Why?"
"I'm afraid my dad will see these photos and might shoot you."
"..."
Hawk blinked, also turning to glance at Helen, who was still absorbed in her photos, thinking about the photos under Helen's direction that would definitely infuriate daughter-loving George. He thought about it and nodded to Gwen, saying, "Good point, I'll wait for you downstairs then."
Tonight, they had an appointment with Mary and Peter to dine at a new restaurant near Times Square to celebrate the four of them graduating.
Mary, sitting on Gwen's other side, said expressionlessly, "At least you guys have photos; I don't even have a chance for a photo."
Gwen listened to her best friend's somewhat resentful voice, turned to look at her, seeming to think of something.
"Hasn't Peter arrived yet?"
"No."
"What is he doing?"
"I don't know, don't care, don't want to know. I just know, if he doesn't come in ten minutes, then he'll be my ex-boyfriend."
"..."
Gwen listened to her friend's resentment, enough to nourish evil thoughts, opened her mouth, then quickly looked at Hawk and gave him a hint.
Hawk understood and took out his phone, directly calling Peter.
After a while.
The call was answered, and at the moment the phone connected, urgent police sirens sounded.
Clearly, as New York City's renowned friendly neighbor, Spider Spirit was either fighting crime or on his way to fight crime.
Along with the urgent sirens and the wind, Peter's voice came from the other end.
"Hello?"
"Stop saying hello. If you're not here in ten minutes, Mary is breaking up with you."
Hawk was succinct, explained it simply, then hung up before nodding to Gwen, indicating he'd informed him.
Nine minutes later.
Under the stage, enjoying Gwen Stacy, the year's recipient of NYC's Outstanding High School Student award and Midtown High's Outstanding Graduate representative, delivering a spectacular and moving speech, Hawk noticed the temporary toilet not far from the stage and raised an eyebrow.
Peter, crouched down, quickly came to Mary's seat and put on his graduation cap while dodging Mary's resentful attacks, explaining himself.
Mary, being a person of principle, didn't break up with Peter as it wasn't yet the ten-minute mark, but kept venting her anger at Peter.
Hawk sat in his seat, exchanging looks with his confident and smiling girlfriend Gwen on stage.
Their faces simultaneously broke into smiles.
In the evening.
Gwen walked out of her apartment building, looking at the Audi A8 parked across the street, smiling as she crossed, opened the passenger door, and got in.
Hawk then started the car, heading towards Times Square, curiously looking at Gwen.
"How was it, did George look bad?"
"Not bad."
Gwen seriously looked at Hawk, then her face broke into a wide smile. "Really bad, he even asked when you were coming upstairs. Good thing you didn't."
Hawk looked at Gwen's bright smile but didn't laugh.
His tone was somewhat somber.
"Gwen, have you ever thought, you can avoid this once, but not forever. I can't not visit your place forever."
"Uh..."
Gwen's smile stiffened as she looked at Hawk.
"So what should we do? Turn back?"
"Forget it."
Hawk shook his head, "Trust the wisdom of future generations."
Gwen blinked.
"What does that mean?"
"Leave future problems to future Hawk."
"... Hawk."
"Hmm."
Gwen solemnly looked at Hawk, "Future Hawk, if he remembers today's events, will surely call past Hawk a jerk."
Hawk shrugged: "It doesn't matter, let them curse. Besides, there's no way he can cross the timeline and come back to beat me up now."
Gwen pursed her lips and shook her head with a smile, then changed the topic.
"Mary and Peter, have they arrived?"
"Yes, they have."
"That's good, the restaurant is very popular, so let them secure a spot first to avoid us having to queue when we get there."
"Already told them."
Hawk replied.
Half an hour later.
A French restaurant located right next to the Hudson River.
Hawk parked the vehicle by the roadside, and as he followed Gwen out of the car, Mary, who was already seated outside the restaurant, started waving and calling out to Gwen.
The two exchanged a glance and quickly walked over.
Hawk pulled out the chair, and after Gwen settled down, he sat next to her and curiously asked Peter, "How late did you all stay at school taking pictures?"
Peter didn't mention the exact time, but looked at Hawk and replied, "I feel like my legs aren't mine anymore."
Hawk heard this and laughed heartily.
Mary, sitting nearby, rolled her eyes directly: "I told you yesterday, today is graduation day, we need to take pictures."
Peter laughed sheepishly.
Seeing this, Gwen shook her head helplessly and changed the subject to discuss vacation plans with Mary.
Mary's eyes lit up instantly, she looked at Gwen and suggested.
"How about we travel abroad?"
"Abroad, where?"
"London? How about that."
Mary was full of anticipation.
"I actually also want to go to Paris, but let's go to London first, and next year to Paris, how's that, Gwen."
"Fine by me."
Gwen said, then looked at Hawk beside her: "Are you going?"
Hawk didn't say anything, just smiled at Gwen.
Gwen smiled slightly, skipped over Hawk, and looked at Peter: "Peter, what about you."
Peter opened his mouth.
Going to London...
Round trip tickets seem quite expensive.
He was quickly calculating whether his savings could cover this trip to London...
Just as Peter was thinking...
Hawk answered for Peter.
"He's going."
"..."
Peter was slightly stunned and looked at Hawk across the table.
"I'm going?"
"You're going!"
Hawk glanced at Peter and nodded at Gwen to confirm: "Yes, he's going."
Gwen smiled at Peter.
"Peter?"
"Alright."
Peter gave up calculating, worst case scenario he'd max out his credit card, nodded: "I'm going."
Gwen heard this, and then exchanged a glance with Mary.
The next second.
The two women already took out their phones and started searching online for flights to London and accommodation information.
By the time dinner was finished, Gwen and Mary had almost finished planning their London trip for the holiday.
After all, Gwen was a student assistant, known for her efficiency.
As for Mary...
Let's not talk about Mary.
After finishing dinner, the two women didn't leave immediately, but walked ahead, planning to digest a bit and then visit Times Square.
Hawk and Peter walked behind them.
He glanced at the absent-minded Peter after calculating the expenses of the London trip, and said with a smile: "I'll cover your costs."
Peter heard this, looked at Hawk, then shook his head.
"No need, I'll find a way."
"Find what way, selling selfies again?"
"Uh..."
Peter scratched his head: "I've taken too many this year, the newspaper gives a very low price."
Hawk shook his head speechlessly: "Haven't you thought about changing newspapers? Why stick with Horn Daily?"
Peter was also speechless.
"The problem is that besides Horn Daily, other tabloids offer even lower prices."
"...Alright."
Hawk fell silent, then said to Peter: "Save your earnings from selling yourself, I'll cover your costs, after all, my money doesn't come from selling myself."
Peter was a little curious.
"Then where does your money come from?"
"The wind blew it in."
Hawk said with a smile.
Still the same phrase.
Among the three versions of Spider-Man, he liked the Spider Spirit most.
The Amazing Spider-Man second.
That chatterbox alliance Spider-Man...
Let's not talk about the alliance Spider-Man.
Peter opened his mouth, looked at Hawk, wanting to say something when suddenly a loud bang sounded from Times Square ahead.
Accompanied by noisy sounds, a silver-white electric arc split the sky and shot at the big screen in Times Square with a "pzz" sound.
The big screen fell in response.
Hawk and Peter were first stunned, then they exchanged a glance.
The next second!
Their figures vanished from their spots instantly!
...