Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 28 Hawke in the photograph and...

Hawke fell silent again as he listened to the dead tone coming from the other end of the phone.

next moment.

His mind was racing.

Hawke wasn't worried about Gwen going to his apartment, but he was quickly thinking about whether there was anything in his apartment that was inappropriate for children or should not be seen by Gwen.

Not suitable for children?

No.

Forget about the video, he doesn't even have a poster, let alone a magazine or anything.

The answer is that he is poor.

He was too reluctant to even buy a phone card, let alone those expensive and time-consuming magazines.

In the past few years, when he was full of energy, he usually chose to go to the rooftop and punch the air, and then go back to sleep when he was tired.

As for things that shouldn't be seen by Gwen?

It seems not.

He wrapped the five Chitauri alien weapons tightly in the sheets and stuffed them under the bed in his bedroom.

Gwen shouldn't find out.

and so……

Forget it, let her be.

Business matters.

Think about it.

Hawke regained his composure and put away his phone. The gentleness in his eyes that he had just shown when talking to Gwen disappeared completely, replaced by an extremely cold look.

Xiao Hei, with his mouth covered, looked terrified.

Hawke admired the fear in Xiao Hei's eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved into a nice arc.

"Now……"

"It's my turn to rob you."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Gwen put her phone back into her pocket and went directly to the escape stairs embedded in the outer wall of Hawke's new apartment, and then reached the top floor smoothly.

Gwen moved aside the shorts that seemed to be made from casual pants and were hanging in front of the half-open window, then jumped into Hawke's apartment through the window.

Look around.

The living room is small; a secondhand sofa and a secondhand folding table with a laptop on it take up two-thirds of the space.

But it’s clean.

It cannot be said to be spotless, but it can be said to be well organized.

Gwen looked at the living room and her first impression was comfort.

She had never been to Hawke's previous apartment, and this was the first time she had seen this apartment.

but……

Just as Gwen took the envelope that Dr. Connors had asked her to pass on to Hawke out of her pocket and placed it on the folding table, her gaze was drawn to the closed notebook on the folding table.

Not because she was surprised that Hawke had a computer.

But...

Sticker on the computer case.

"It also……"

"It's so cute."

Gwen looked at the girlish stickers on the notebook cover and couldn't help but laugh. She was a little curious about which girl sold Hawke this notebook.

She never thought that the stickers on the notebook were put by Hawke, nor did she even think about which girl gave her the notebook.

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

Because no one knows Hawke better than she does.

She had no doubt that if she had spoken to Hawke after handing him the phone, he would have returned it to her.

So just in case, Gwen simply didn't meet Hawke for those ten days.

Gwen thought to herself, then looked away, glanced at the envelope on the folding table, and turned to leave.

Just as she turned around, the open sun-protective jacket slid along, creating a gust of wind that lifted the envelopes folded on the table.

The envelope took off and wobbled as it drifted into the bedroom next to the living room. Gwen instinctively went over, bent down, and picked up the envelope that had almost been blown under the bed. As she stood up, a faint green light shone from under the bed, which Gwen caught in the corner of her eye.

Her movement of picking up the envelope suddenly froze.

Gwen looked under the bed.

A tightly wrapped bed sheet instantly came into view.

But this bed sheet is definitely not a good thing.

At least it's not dark.

The faint green light at this moment flickered through the bed sheets, just like the rhythm of breathing.

But the light is dim.

Even though it was daytime, Gwen would definitely not have seen it if she hadn't just happened to catch a glimpse of the light source out of the corner of her eye.

what is this?
Gwen squatted down and leaned over to look under the bed. When she saw this scene, her eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

Gwen was thinking about this, and just as she was about to stand up while grabbing the envelope she had just picked up, her eyes moved upwards and she saw a slightly broken picture frame placed next to the bedside table.

There was a photo in the broken frame.

The background of the photo is Times Square, and the protagonists in the photo are a young man and woman who look about fourteen years old, with their clothes a little worn and white.

A man Gwen knew.

Hawke.

Hawke is smiling happily in the photo.

Gwen had never seen Hawke smile like that in her memory.

But this girl in the photo?
Gwen frowned again, put the envelope aside, and grabbed the photo on the bedside table to look at it.

This photo was probably taken when Hawke was fourteen years old, not long after he started school.

Gwen looked at the photo and mentally confirmed the time it was taken.

Because Gwen recognized the pants Hawke was wearing in the photo.

It was the Hawke pants she just complained about. She had worn them for three years and they were obviously too small, but she couldn't bear to throw them away. Instead, she turned them into shorts.

Correct.

It's the shorts that are still hanging by the window.

But who is this girl?

Gwen frowned and looked at the girl in the photo. Her skin looked a little pale, but she was also smiling happily and holding Hawk's arm tightly with both hands.

Sister?
But I haven't heard Hawke mention it.

Gwen caught the similarity between Hawke's eyebrows and the girl next to him in the photo, and her heart moved as she thought so.

but……

She thought about it carefully and found that Hawke had never mentioned this matter.

Passed away?

Gwen thought of the most likely possibility that Hawke had never mentioned, thought about it, then put down the photo frame in her hand, put it back on the bedside table, then stood up and walked outside.

Just as she walked back to the living room, she suddenly reacted, slapped her head, and turned around again.

She forgot to take the envelope back.

"what?"

"Where's the envelope?"

Gwen walked back into the bedroom and was slightly stunned when she saw the envelope on her floor which was now gone. Then she seemed to think of something and squatted down again.

really.

The envelope had slipped under the bed, probably because of the breeze created when she stood up just now.

Gwen looked at the envelope that had slipped under the bed, stretched out her arm, and reached inside.

soon.

Her fingertips hooked the envelope.

at the same time……

Her fingertips also touched the tightly wrapped bed sheet.

The moment her fingertips touched the bed sheets, a feeling of touching metal spread from Gwen's fingertips to her mind.

……

(End of this chapter)