[Comprehensive British and American] The predecessors are missing one

Wade looked at me, his expression gradually calmed down.He leaned against my desk, turned his head, and began to think.

"We met at a bookstore called Sister Margaret. She was a bookstore clerk and I went to buy a map. We hit it off and we hit it off. I told her I was on a road trip and she immediately decided to quit her job. Join me. We fell in love while traveling and ended up settling somewhere in Canada, and I proposed to her just before Christmas and she said yes.”

At this point, the story stopped abruptly.

I looked at Wade seriously and confused.

"...and then there's no after," Wade said, looking sideways at the band poster I had hanging on the wall.

I looked at Wade, at his face; the bloody, distorted face of a failed experiment.

He must be sadder than me.I think.

Because love is a cold, broken faith.

I stood up suddenly and cleared my throat.

"I only call you when I'm drunk~~"

Wade looked at me with crazy eyes.

"Why are you singing all of a sudden? Are you making a Hindi film?"

I ignored him, pretended to have a microphone in my hand, jumped onto the low table, and sang loudly with all my heart.

"So answer the phone, answer the phone, baby, I only call you when I'm drunk~~"

Wade stared at me for a few seconds and laughed.I turned my head and compared my index fingers to him, "It's your turn, next sentence!"

Wade straightened up immediately. "Answer the phone, answer the phone~~"

I went on, "Answer the phone, answer the phone quickly, baby~~"

"Turn our call on speakerphone. I know you're not alone. Enough is enough. I called you when I was drunk. I fell for your trick. I lost control. Enough is enough. Of course I I know it’s best not to call you, so answer the phone quickly~~”

Let's join in on the last sentence.

"I only call you when I'm drunk~~!"

After singing this passage, Wade came over, and I jumped off the table, and I gave Wade high fives as I jumped down.

"Yeah!" I writhed with joy, "You know this song too!"

"I thought you liked singers like Halsey." Wade raised his eyebrows and looked me up and down, "Look at me differently, Your Majesty the Queen."

"Why? I didn't dye my hair turquoise."

"Probably because her songs are very popular recently?"

I thought about it and recalled a little bit. "I can sing the song she dubbed for the movie recently." I said, combing the long reddish-brown curly hair that fell on my cheeks with my index fingers, and smoothed the hair behind my ears.

"Really? That song is very loud."

"Don't underestimate me, I'm the daughter of the sea god." I said, raised my face, thought about the lyrics, and opened my mouth.

"I'm no longer timid, standing in the middle of the storm, you better always remember this moment, watching my skirt slide to the ground, wriggling under my skin, sweet words are sinful, I beg you to take me away... Then I forgot the lyrics."

In fact, I seem to have sung it wrong, no matter.It's a shame to be stared at singing.My intention was just to divert Wade's attention, not to sing all night long.

Wade leaned back against my desk, resting his hands on the table behind his back.He curled his lips slightly and nodded in surprise.

"Now I believe you are the daughter of Poseidon. You have a good singing voice."

I brushed my hair triumphantly, and was about to say something boastful, when I turned my head, I found myself crying.

Wade's entire face was wrinkled—although in terms of the state of his face, it didn't matter if it was wrinkled or not.Obviously he was taken aback by me and frantically found tissues for me.

"What happened! Suddenly crying again!"

I covered my face with my hands and sobbed, "I-I don't want to break up with Barry...but I have to break up with him, right? Damn, damn it, I hate this curse, it's, it's making me stop fall in love!"

"Okay, okay, don't cry, I'm most afraid of the tears of underage girls..." Wade stuffed the whole bag of tissues into my arms, raised his hands and stepped back, carefully keeping a distance from me, "Calm down first No. We can figure something out, huh?"

I was out of breath from crying and my nasal congestion was making it hard to breathe.Throat stuck a lot of phlegm.

"I want to ice my eyes," I said, rubbing my nose hard.It didn't help, it made the nose even more stuffy.

"Okay..." Wade responded, watching me carefully.

"I can't see people tomorrow," I said, massaging the area around my eyes with my knuckles. "Damn it, it's ugly with swollen eyes. I don't want to see Barry like that."

"Uh... okay?"

I went to the bed, sat down, closed my eyes, and heard Wade's footsteps moving out.He opened the door, went downstairs, and asked Percy loudly where the ice pack was.

I lay down and tucked myself into the bed, covering my eyes with my hands.

Wade's footsteps came back.After a while, an ice pack wrapped in cloth was placed on my forehead.

"Actually, I've been wondering why your tears don't turn into pearls." Wade said, sitting down on my bed, "If your tears can turn into pearls, we'll send it tonight."

"I don't know." I moved the ice pack over my eyes, feeling the weight of Wade's weight make the bed sink in his direction.He smelled like a mix of blood, smoke, whiskey, and mistletoe.It's a bit weird, but it's within my acceptable range.

I think of the smell on Barry.His clothes always have a scent. I used to think that it was the smell in his closet. It smelled like some kind of incense, not the cheap one, a bit like musk.I found out later that it was Barry's own smell.I don't know why this is happening, it's amazing.

"Are you really a mermaid?"

"You want to see my tail?"

"I kind of think about it. But it's not today, don't let me see it now. By the way, could it be because you weren't sad enough that your tears didn't turn into pearls? I think it's possible."

I hit Wade with a pillow. "How sad do you want me to be!"

Wade shifted and lay down next to me.

"Okay. Let me use my youthful body to comfort you a little bit. It's not impossible. For the sake of our friendship."

"Damn it, shut up." I cursed.

Wade laughed until the bed shook slightly.

After a while, Wade stopped laughing and spoke slowly.

"You like him a lot, don't you?"

I take a deep breath.This question made me want to cry again.

"Bullshit. Didn't you already know that? I like Barry more than any ex-boyfriend."

"Because he took your first time?"

"No! That's with... oh shut up. Why do you always divert the topic to strange places? Can't you have a good chat?"

"Go on, I'm as quiet as a chair."

Still a little angry, I kicked Wade under the quilt.

"...I don't know why. Maybe it's because I was really happy during the time I was with him." I said, thinking back to my junior high school and getting tired of being with Barry every day.

"Barry is very nerdy. Very nerdy, very nerdy, very nerdy. He is not the kind of boy with a lot of fun, at least he wasn't in junior high school, he was a bit dull, and he didn't know how to resist evil forces."

I can hear, my voice is nasal.This is a silly youthful love story, and I haven't mentioned it to anyone for a long, long time.

"I'm a transfer student because Percy... Percy is dyslexic and hyperactive, and whenever one school teacher gets fed up with him, we have to transfer. On my first day in class, the first thing I noticed was the window Barry. He looks super marginal, sitting in the corner, eating by himself, changing classrooms by himself, packing his schoolbags and going home by himself.”

“A lot of people in my class asked me to join their group, but I just liked Barry. He gave me a sense of security, knowing that he would not hurt me, that he would be a kind and gentle person, and that gave me peace of mind.”

"You like the type?" Wade interjected.

I thought about it for a while, "Looks like?" Because Clark is somewhat similar to Barry in this respect.

"It's okay, I'm curious. You continue talking, I won't interrupt."

"In short, I stick to him. In the beginning, Barrett annoyed me and was very helpless. Later, he gradually got used to me rubbing against him, and began to take me to many interesting places, his secret base. I found that he was more than I knew. Anybody his age is smart enough to make awesome machines... by the way, that's why I can fix circuit boards! He gave me a lot of ideas about electronics. Barry is really good."

"We've always had a great time. I'm used to him being the only woman in his world, so when Iris showed up and became friends with Barry, I couldn't stand it. I thought she was going to take my boyfriend away."

"Wow," Wade exclaims, "it's complicated. The love-hate relationship between the little devils."

"I had planned how to fight my rival for [-] rounds. Suddenly, Percy was expelled from school. We had to change schools and move. Then there was no more."

"……that's all?!"

"that's all."

I take off the ice pack.The eyes were oppressed for too long, and the vision was blurred.Fluorescent lights make me uncomfortable.I turned around, curled up under the covers, and poked Wade with my finger.

"Go and turn off the lights, please. Come back."

"Why me..." Wade got up after thinking about it, turned off the lights and came back, and suddenly changed into a super excited tone, "Oh, so you want to agree to my proposal just now?"

"Just say no!" I was angry and almost summoned the trident, "I think you look like my brother!"

The atmosphere was silent for a second.I can imagine Wade frowning.

"Feel sorry?"

I shrink back in embarrassment, thinking of myself as a little ball of fur.

"...I want to have an older brother. You don't understand, this is the wish of every eldest daughter."

Wade was silent for a long time.Just when I was starting to feel uneasy and didn't know what was going to happen next, he sighed vaguely.

"How can different species be siblings," he said, ruffling my hair and laying down beside me. "You win. I'm afraid of lovelorn underage girls."

I curled up in bed, counting Barry's kindness to me, and the more I thought about it, the angrier I became, feeling it was unfair.

"What's the point of this curse? Does it make me live in the pain of losing my relationship?" I complained.

Wade declined to comment. "Just now I thought of a possibility."

The author has something to say: Note time:

1. List of songs appearing in the text.

Rixton–Speakerphone, lettheroad, 2015

It is true that there is this song that keeps asking people to answer the phone.And quite lyrical.

For a while my cell phone ringtone was this.

Halsey-NotAfraidAnymore, 2017, Gray Black soundtrack

I like the melody. Halsey's singing is quite magical.

Lyrics I like her last Castle.