My wife's boyfriend is a BUG

Dean and Sam left Zanesville the next day because of Bobby's phone call. They were still in a daze when they left, as if they didn't believe what they had experienced these days.Although the event itself was very ordinary and nothing new, the result was as smooth as ever, without any problems.But the process in the middle and these people, no matter how you think about it, it's too fantasy.

So he also exchanged contact information with two superheroes?

Dean was in a trance along the way and couldn't reflect what they had experienced in the past few days, which led to Sam taking the initiative to drive.But he didn't fight back, just smiled with his mobile phone in his arms, the pretty face was also online with a silly smile, Sam was very helpless about it.

"Dean, how can you continue to work hard? Brother, where is your demon hunter ambition?" Sam patted Dean on the shoulder, although he is not doing well now, it is just a buffer.It's like taking a bite of chili and thinking it's nothing, but after a while, it's so spicy, "So why don't we ask for autographs? Get a few more copies and sell them for money."

"Shall we turn around now?" Dean caught the point, and he asked immediately, "Sammy?"

"Fool!" Sam said with a smile, "I'll see you next time I have a chance."

Not long after the Winchester brothers left, Peter was called back to New York by Stark. Max didn't hear it clearly, but he only remembered that it seemed to be about the transformation of the armor. May followed him back, and the matter about Eliza It had a big influence on her.After all, seeing so two living people die like that, I feel very uncomfortable. Didn't it just be said that they were chatting and laughing together about getting married and meeting their parents, and found that they were gone the next day.

And Max's legs are almost in good condition, this is still due to the benefits of magic, using himself as a test product, the more experiments the more smooth it becomes.Barry looked at her looking through the books when she had nothing to do, and remembered his ordinary middle school years. Although he finally went to the police station to work as a CSI forensic analyst, he was still not very likable, the kind who was always late for work.

Max flipped through the book and learned several magic spells. With a wave of his finger, the water in the glass would float in violation of Newton's law. Small crystal clear water balls spread and closed in the air. Max played Very happy.Barry watched her play, and felt silently happy in his heart.

"Who are you?"

Barry was taken aback by Max's sudden question, and asked, "What?"

"Nobody's born a superhero, Minibus. Like me, I was a do-it-yourself guy who everyone thought I was serving hot chicken at les and suddenly I'm a witch. So, you're doing What?" Max pretended to ask casually, but she was actually quite nervous, and the water droplets almost fell from the air several times and hit her nose.

Barry put down the pan in his hand and turned off the heat. The eggs in it were almost ready.He took the toast out of the machine, added eggs and bacon, and a little lettuce, which Max didn't like.Just before the last step, he raised his head and asked Max, "Do you want ketchup or salad dressing?"

Max nodded indifferently and said, "Salad dressing. You have to answer my question, Barry, you know everything about me, and I know nothing about you. Come on, you even know that I used to talk to my mom when I was in junior high school. Going out of school to go shopping, and Lili, the little girl I like to bully the most. A good friend must know the bottom line, at least Caroline told me that, she is a little nun...God, I was infected by her."

"Of course. Of course, Max, we are good friends," Barry looked at Max who was distressed by his behavior, and repeated the word good friend again.He served the prepared breakfast to Max who was lying on the bed, and sat down beside her.

"We are good friends? In fact, I have never had a good friend. Don't look at me, Caroline is not counted. She is my kitten." Contradicting, "Nice workmanship, Barry."

"It is a pleasure to serve you, Queen."

Barry stood up and did a standard royal etiquette. Max looked at his serious and unserious appearance, and smashed the water ball floating in the air on his white shirt.Immediately, his chest became wet.Barry has a good temper, so he is not angry or angry, so he looks at Max and smiles, and the person who laughs feels dazzled.

Max had to get toast from him to keep himself from looking at him, smiling was so tiring, the kid's eyes were so blinking, she was almost blind just looking at it.

"I work for the police department as a CSI forensic analyst."

"CSI Forensic Analyst?"

"It was a field investigator or a forensic assistant," Barry explained to Max. "I was adopted, a good friend of my parents, a police officer. My mother died when I was a child, and my father was accused of being a police officer. The murderer who killed my mother, was forced to go to jail. I explained many times, and I showed up in court to prove something else, but no one believed me, because I was a child at the time. No one believed the child, even if Everyone knows that my parents are on good terms and he can't be the murderer. People who came to our house that day were acquaintances who knew him, but he was in jail and he is still in prison."

"I'm sorry, Minibus." Max put down the toast in his hand and hugged him, "Will you feel better if I say I don't know who my dad is yet?"

"No, Max," Barry patted her on the shoulder helplessly, "Later, I went to junior high school, high school, and college at Joe's house, until I found a job in the police station in the central city and became a I hired a CSI forensic analyst, and to be honest, I love this job, although I am always late for work and get taught by the leaders."

"The Flash will be late too?" Max raised his eyebrows at him, and then joked: "I thought you were a 'little baby', or that God clearly gave you privileges, why do you have to be a bad student. "

"Of course not, you'll hear me out. I wasn't The Flash then," Barry explained to himself, though there wasn't much to explain.

"Then after you became the Flash, are you still late?" Max asked curiously.

"Oh, it's inevitable, you know, superhero stuff, I'm always stuck with something sometimes," Barry tried to shift the subject away, "I have to tell you how I became The Flash of."

"It's okay." Max continued to eat her breakfast on his stomach. She loved this kind of life, which was both normal and unusual. God knew that Caroline was like a bird waiting to be fed every morning, waiting for her mother bird to come and feed her.Who likes to make breakfast?Barry?She didn't believe it.

"One day after work, Iris and I went to the opening of the particle accelerator in the cutting-edge laboratory restaurant. Many people went there that day. You know, this is a great advancement in the history of science. Everyone wants to be present to witness the moment of miracles. Then, unfortunately, a man snatched Iris's bag, I chased after him, but unfortunately another policeman appeared, and he was the first to subdue the robber."

There was regret in Barry's words, but Max didn't have any opinion on it. The one who grasped the crux of the problem was Iris, and they sounded familiar.And she took photos of The Flash, many snapshots and news reports, all she learned about The Flash was from Iris, including some mysterious interviews.

"Iris? Do you feel that you have a crush on her?"

"I have a crush on Iris? No, no, Max, maybe there was once, but it's gone now, and I have no idea at all. Iris is Joe's daughter, we grew up together, and she and Iris Dee's with him, the cop who got his bag back, Eddie."

"So it's childhood sweetheart? You look very sorry, maybe if you snatched back the bag for her instead of Eddie, maybe you..."

"Max, no, maybe, they're in love, and I used to have feelings for her, but I don't have any feelings for her now, I swear."

Barry frowned and interrupted Max's speech. He didn't know why he kept explaining and emphasizing his relationship with Iris to her here. Maybe he shouldn't have mentioned Iris in the first place, but when it happened Now, Barry felt that things would definitely get really bad if he didn't explain.

"Okay," Max put down the questioning of Iris in words, and she turned around in her mind, and suddenly remembered something, "You went to see the opening ceremony of the particle accelerator in the cutting-edge laboratory that day? I remember them It seems to have been in the news. It seems that the particle accelerator malfunctioned when it was turned on. It exploded. Many people were frightened, and Dr. Wells Harrison, the owner of the cutting-edge laboratory, was unable to walk because of it. The cutting-edge laboratory was temporarily From hot-handed news bulletin to scandal, the lab was forced to close. If you said you were there..."

"You're right, but I wasn't there when my particle accelerator exploded," Barry explained. At the cutting-edge laboratory, it suddenly started to rain, and amidst the thunderstorm, I saw a ray of light."

Max thought of what she thought when she fell from the building, a ray of light.But Barry's scene is obviously not so beautiful, she can guess it, okay?So she said very speechlessly: "Did you describe it too beautifully, seeing a beam of light? Oh, Barry, you were just struck by lightning, right?"

Barry rubbed his hair in embarrassment and said, "It's true. I was in a coma for several months, and then just when everyone thought I was going to die, I woke up."

"Who told you to run to the window and stand by the window during the thunderstorm."

Max is funny and heartbroken.

"It was a blessing in disguise, Max," Barry smiled. "Someone told me that the lightning didn't hit me, but it chose me."

As fate would have it, I am The Flash.