Harry's face was pale; he couldn't deny that Catherine was right..
Even if he was only just starting to want to be a "good brother" now, it didn't mean he had already become the brother whom Finn trusted deeply, it certainly didn't mean he could take it for granted to boss Finn around in his capacity as an older brother.
Clearly, from the very beginning, he had stood in opposition to Finn with the coldest attitude.
And why would he think that Finn would expose his deepest vulnerabilities to him?
Andrew, no matter what, Finn and Harry are biological brothers. You don't need to use your powers to interfere in matters between them," Catherine said, turning back to the pale and dejected Andrew, her tone still sharp. "It's chaotic enough as it is! Are you trying to make everything even worse? Is this really what you should be doing? Pinning the brother he values so much against a wall with your powers, right in front of Finn?
Andrew withered instantly under the questioning, not daring to look up at Catherine, the tension in his telekinesis vanished in an instant.
"Max.. I always thought that as Finn's bodyguard, you were a steady man, but look at what you've done?" Immediately after, Catherine's gaze swept ruthlessly toward Max.
Max's tall and burly frame instantly stiffened as he pressed his legs tightly together, bowing his head deeply, even subconsciously shrinking toward the corner of the wall.
You've lost control! The electricity shattered the glass, the lamps, the photo frames.. it's turned Finn's room into a complete mess." Catherine caressed Finn's soaked bangs and stiff fingers with heartache. "Finn just escaped from the sensation of dying by suffocation, you made him witness this wreckage with his own eyes. You both claim to be protecting him, but is this truly protection, or are you just creating new fears?
A deathly silence filled the bedroom.
Dr. Thomas watched in awe as the room fell into an instant silence, so quiet that no one dared to even breathe.
He never expected that the woman, who was usually extremely gentle, would burst forth at this moment with such powerful and lucid strength, rebuking everyone indiscriminately.
This dimensional strike directly subdued all the "mental patients" in the room.
"Peter.." Catherine finally looked at Peter.
"I'm here." Peter also immediately lowered his head nervously, waiting anxiously for Catherine's bombardment.
“No one can sleep in this room anymore.” Catherine looked at Peter's face, which was braced for a scolding, wanted to say something but held back, only letting out a deep sigh. "Take Finn to my room; I'll stay with Young Master Finn tonight."
"Wait." Just then, the silent Finn suddenly braced himself against the edge of the bed and climbed down.
"Watch out for these shards!" Max instantly catapulted to Finn's side, standing nervously by his side to protect him.
Andrew also immediately raised his hands, using telekinesis to sweep the mess of debris into the corners, fearing it might scratch Finn's feet.
Finn walked step by step to the wall, watching Harry curled up despondently, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably. The young man, who was the Osborn Group CEO, had lost the upright posture he once held, but without the slightest hesitation, he knelt down and reached out to embrace Harry.
"I'm fine now, don't worry." Finn comforted him in a very soft voice.
[Wasn't Harry's condition almost recovered? Why did he look like he was about to have another episode just now when his emotions got intense?] Finn's hand gently patted Harry's back, his heart filled with doubt. [Could it be.. that our Osborn family truly hides the risk of hereditary mental illness?]
Little Peter & System PP: [..] If you keep scaring people so recklessly, I/System PP am going to be driven crazy by you too.
Feeling the cool temperature of the person approaching and the gentle comfort, Harry's eyes instantly turned red. The guilt and agitation accumulated in the depths of his heart completely broke through his defenses, his entire body began to tremble uncontrollably. He suddenly remembered that every time he fell into a breakdown and became covered in thorns, it was his brother who would reach out without reservation, steadily catching his falling body.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those things." Harry reached out and hugged Finn tightly, regretting the words he had spoken in that moment of losing control. Harry also realized that he was always like this, especially toward Finn.. even though he cared for him deeply in his heart, the words that came out of his mouth were nothing but sharp, careless insults.
But he had no way to control himself, because he could see through Finn's clumsy perfunctoriness and concealment.
He had endured for too long.
He wanted so much to tear away that mask, so much to find the root of Finn's fear, so much to shoulder those invisible shadows for him.
But he was like someone standing outside a door, clearly seeing the door that kept Finn's heart closed, yet groping at it countless times, never once finding the key to open it, only able to watch helplessly as the person inside struggled in pain all alone.
“Finn, you don't have to tell me what you're afraid of.”
Harry took a deep breath, steadying his chaotic breathing, his tone carrying a sense of compromise.
The young man stared at his brother's pale face, the agitation and anxiety in his eyes intertwining into a fragmented heartache.
Those green eyes, which were usually cold, arrogant, distant, now held nothing but unmistakable frustration. He was clearly standing right in front of Finn, he could clearly reach out and touch his warmth, yet between the two of them, there seemed to be an invisible and indestructible wall. Watching Finn sink into such pain while he himself remained helpless, this sense of impotence was about to swallow him whole.
But, is there—is there no one else you trust more?
Harry could not stand by and watch Finn fall into fear, into panic, into suffocation all alone.
It was as if Finn had been enduring unknown shadows all by himself.
In a cage of something he didn't even know what it was.
This feeling really drives him crazy.
When you are afraid, when you are terrified, when you feel like you're being locked up..
His voice carried an imperceptible tremor. The image of Finn collapsing into Peter's arms just now—his breathing rapid, his body stiff, his fingers twisted into unnatural arcs—floated clearly before his eyes once again, every detail enough to plunge him into extreme panic.
If you think I can't do it, then what about Peter?
Harry's tone carried a bitterness that was almost self-mocking. He knew that as an older brother, he should have been Finn's strongest support, but he seemed to have realized this too late, to the point where he had become so untrustworthy in front of Finn. Consequently, Harry turned his gaze toward Peter, who had been there with gentle companionship and patient listening; he could see Peter's countless virtues and knew that Peter understood Finn even better.
He is your boyfriend, he is also Spider-Man.
Harry knew that Peter possessed a gentleness and patience that he lacked, providing Finn with a sense of security that he could not.
You can tell him about your fears; he has always understood you and stayed by your side.
Harry hoped Finn could open up to Peter; at the very least, he hoped there could be someone in this world who could handle the fears deep within his heart.
"He can save you," Harry said in a low, firm voice.
Hearing this, Finn's body stiffened suddenly, his hands holding Harry also paused.
The young man raised his head, his eyes showing no sign of the relief that comes with sudden realization; instead, they were filled with confusion and bewilderment, his tone tinged with uncertainty:
Why?
"I'm fine, why would I need Peter or Spider-Man to save me?" Finn's gaze remained pure, as if the "fear" Harry spoke of had nothing to do with him, but this confusion gave Harry an even deeper sense of helplessness.
It was as if they were constantly circling outside that locked door, unable to reach Finn's true inner self.
Finn still stubbornly believed that "he was fine."
But this kind of "good" was a kind of "good" that was so unbelievable it caused everyone heartache.
Everyone fell into a heavy silence at this moment.
And Harry lowered his head even further, his shoulders slumping slightly; though his emotions had finally calmed down, he still couldn't bring himself to press Finn with even a single question.
Harry, I don't need anyone to save me right now.
Including Spider-Man.
Finn reached out, his palm holding Harry's face with a slight coolness, said with certainty—
Even if I fall into the abyss, I can fly back up on my own.
You have to believe me.
The young man's voice was not loud, yet it carried a stubborn determination. Those emerald eyes were not providing gentle comfort at this moment; instead, they revealed an inorganic calmness. It wasn't a promise made merely to soothe someone, but rather as if he were stating a simple fact—
To accompany the Host through every fall, then to accompany the Host up again, time and time again, stubbornly, obstinately, unyieldingly facing every hardship to march toward a better future.
For Finn, this was simply the norm.
Finn's words were like a key, instantly unlocking the floodgates of Harry's memory. He recalled the last crisis: Marcus had forcibly injected the catalyst into his body, despair had washed over him like a tide, leaving him with nothing but the thought of seeking early release.
It was Finn, who at that moment, with an extreme and almost indifferent calm, dispelled his thoughts of self-destruction, injected the inhibitor into his body, forcibly pulled him back from the brink of collapse, stabilizing everything that had already spiraled out of control.
Peter also thought of the experience when Harry and Finn had a manic confrontation last time, suddenly, it was as if he realized something.
—It was as if whenever someone else was in a moment even crazier than his, Finn could rapidly cool things down and make him calm down quickly?
Peter suddenly felt that these Osborn brothers truly acted as both catalysts and sedatives for each other.
I said I need a break just because I feel like I've been working for a long time, I really just need a break for a while." Finn's gaze met Harry's directly. "I have seen many people fall to rock bottom, they were all able to climb back up step by step. Although I might not be a part of their destiny, I possess a conviction that is second to none.
[Having seen a hundred successful cases of face-slapping counterattacks and reaching the pinnacle of life, there's no reason he would play such a good hand so poorly, right?] Finn was, of course, very confident. Had he read those hundred books on success for nothing? [I must have a perfect life, so that my Hosts will know that I, too, can live a wonderful life.]
I long to have a bright, beautiful, fulfilling future.
Finn's voice softened slightly. He turned his head slightly, flashing a smile so bright it was dazzling to everyone in the room.
His firm words reached everyone's ears clearly.
I am very clear about that, every one of you is a part of my future.
Dr. Thomas looked at Finn with a hint of emotion in his eyes.
—How on earth are you so inspiring, cheerful, optimistic, yet also suffering from so many major sicknesses?
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My mood has indeed been a bit low lately.
Finn even suddenly began to engage in self-reflection.
Spider-Man: ".." Just a little bit?
If you really want to ask, if there's anything that could make me happy—" Finn lowered his eyes and thought seriously for a few seconds, then looked up at his brother, his gaze clear and solemn, "I actually do have an idea right now.
"What is it?" Harry looked at Finn with a puzzled expression.
"I want to build an amusement park," Finn replied.
As soon as Finn said this, everyone in the room looked at him with expressions of shock.
No one expected that the "happy thing" Finn mentioned so casually would turn out to be something so outrageous and monumental.
Then, as if by unspoken agreement, everyone turned to look in silence at the equally stunned Osborn Group CEO.
Harry was also stunned.
For the next thirty seconds, Harry stood frozen in place like a statue, his entire aura radiating a sense of stunned silence.
You mean.." Harry's brow furrowed tightly as he took a deep breath, asking back with solemnity for confirmation, "What I understand is, as long as I build you an amusement park, you'll feel happy again, is that right?
“Yes.” Finn nodded, “I think so.”
Spider-Man: ".." One really dares to ask, the other really dares to answer.
You wait, Finn." The shock in Harry's eyes completely vanished, replaced by a sense of helpless yet indulgent frustration. Immediately after, Harry turned and walked away, his footsteps hurried and fast, leaving behind only a voice full of grit, "Just you wait!
Dr. Thomas: ".." Is it necessary to go this big with impulsive spending?
Spider-Man: ".." The Osborn Group's territory is continuing to expand.
Everyone: ".." A single sentence, the CEO brother bought an amusement park for his younger brother overnight.
After Harry left in a flurry, Finn suggested that since it was already four in the morning and everyone was already wide awake from the fright, they might as well go watch the sunrise together. After experiencing Finn's acute Panic Attack, everyone was somewhat numb from the shock, so they let the Young Master do whatever he wanted. Only Catherine adamantly disagreed, firmly taking Finn to her own room and saying she would watch over him while he slept.
Andrew and Max were also truly startled awake, they stayed in Finn's bedroom to clean up. Although Peter was somewhat worried about Finn's condition, he also knew that Catherine would definitely take good care of Finn, so he joined the cleaning crew as well.