[Comprehensive British and American] The predecessors are missing one

When Harry finished yelling that sentence, he himself froze.We looked at each other, but no one spoke.

The students passing by were all looking at us and whispering.

"...you rhyme." After a while, I said.

"That's the point now?" Harry brushed his hair back with his fingers, a little crazy, "Are you kidding me, I can't bear to scold you for so many years, suddenly you are cursed and ready to kill yourself, why not I'm going to strangle you."

I think Harry's state of mind is a bit like that now. The younger sister suddenly falls in love, and her behavior blinded by love is no different from suicide. As the guardian, the elder brother is so broken-probably this kind of small theater in the brain.Harry has a lot of small theaters in his brain. If you don't know him well, you won't find out. He has his own logic for everything, and he won't listen to what others say about what he believes.

Harry looked at me and I looked at him.It was Raven who interrupted the argument and our silence.

"What are you doing?" Raven came down from the upper floor and looked at us strangely. "I heard you arguing from a long distance. It's really strange that you two are arguing."

"She's stupid." Harry scolded angrily, with an expression that really wanted to wake me up, "Riwen, don't you talk about her?!"

"Say what?" Raven looked at me.

I looked away. "It's nothing. It's nothing."

So Harry was angry again. "See? That's her attitude, not positive at all. She should immediately find out her ex-boyfriends and kiss them to confirm who is the true love. It's one thing to have a relationship, but another to die!"

"But I don't want to kiss a boy I don't like at all!" I retorted unhappily, "And I have a boyfriend!"

Harry raised his voice again. "If he can't accept that you have to kiss someone else because of this, then this man doesn't want to. This is not cheating, you just want to live!"

"But isn't the kiss of true love the kiss given by true love? If it were you, would you accept your fiancée's true love? I don't mean political marriage, and this is not an ordinary kiss. You really love someone, how can you treat this Do you have no heart for such a thing?!"

"So you don't want to live?"

"I'm not! I'm trying! I'm trying to make Barry my true love!"

After shouting this sentence, Harry and I looked at each other.He froze and I cried.

Raven sighed. "Okay, okay." She glanced into her eyes, hugged me into her arms and comforted me, "Okay, cry, cry, anyway, crying or not, things are so miserable, you just do what you want .”

Sobbing, I searched my pockets but there was no tissue.Harry was probably dumbfounded by my crying, he was embarrassed to see me unable to get off the stage.

"I hate that sentence just now," I said as I cried, wiping my tears with my sleeve, "Why, I don't understand, isn't true love decided by two people in love, why is someone else helping me decide who my true love is ?”

"This is fate. You ask me why, but I can't answer you." Rui Wen patted me on the back, her tone was extremely helpless, "The only thing you can do is to convince Allen to accept this matter, let him believe that although Your true love is someone else, but you only love him.”

My sleeves are wet.Harry silently handed over the paper, with a stiff expression trying to pretend to be disgusted, but the guilty look in his eyes betrayed him.

"Do you believe this? Can you accept Hank treating you like this?" I asked while rubbing my nose.

"Of course not." Ruiwen replied in seconds, without thinking, "Score. Definitely score."

Then it's over.

That's why I don't want to tell Barry.It's not that I don't trust him... Well, it's a kind of distrust on a certain level. The problem is that it's more dangerous to say such a thing, and how do I say it?

Hey Barry baby, I'm your fiancée Evangeline, I'm going to tell you today that my true love is not you, and I'm going to kiss another stranger I don't know very well, because he is my true love, you want Look at it with a normal heart, this is just to break the curse, I only love you, you are my only one.

...if Barry dared to say such a thing to me...

Well, he sure didn't dare.

Using the logic of normal people's thinking, I don't think anyone can accept this kind of thing.including myself.

But I still have to live.

The real reason why I can't accept and don't want to face it should be that the person I love is actually not my true love.

And even I myself gradually began to believe it.

After crying for a while, I finally calmed down.

"Can you talk?" Raven asked.

I nodded, my vision blurred.

"It's not that I'm not taking action." I choked up and said in a nasal voice, "Wade is looking for it, but I haven't found it yet. I don't want to ask Clark now, it would be embarrassing."

"That's embarrassing." Riven nodded, "They're both Justice Leaguers, and you're going to marry Ellen...and he seems to have a girlfriend too."

Harry declined to comment.

"I'll try it, give me some time." Said softly, lowering his head wearily, "As for the fourth ex-boyfriend, I swear there is really no such person."

That's why I'm overwhelmed and helpless, and going is mainly willing - what if, unfortunately, true love isn't Barry, Clark, or Pietro, it's this guy who might just show up in the future?what do I do?

Because I was crying all the time, Harry had nothing to do with me, and Riven didn't scold me, so let's just let it go.

Basically, Ruiwen has always been inclined to find other ways to break the curse on me.She doesn't force me to find the so-called true love, she scoffs at true love.Nor did she believe that there was only one solution to the matter, and likewise, she suspected that breaking the curse required more than kisses.

After all, the letter from Zeus was not clear at all, and the book was super general.

Raven supported my continued relationship with Barry, but I still had to make Barry understand our situation.After venting the pressure, I also made up my mind to do this. Anyway, I just don't give Barry any chance to regret the marriage.

"Why do you like him?"

Wade's question arose the afternoon I finished my ring selection.He sat on my doorstep and watched me happily kiss Barry goodbye and walk into the garden.

I was still reluctantly waving to Barry.He's so cute when he smiles.

Wade rolled his eyes.Even though he was wearing a mask, I'm pretty sure he just rolled his eyes.

"If you really want to ask me why, I can't really tell," I said, turning around, pulling out my keys, and walking up the stairs, "but for his smile, I'd do anything."

I'm opening the door and Wade stares at me.Just look at me.

"what?"

"This is bad." Wade shook his head. "You really shouldn't be in love with The Flash. Now I have no confidence that you can lift the curse."

I walked into the house and put the keys in the entryway, on the wooden cabinet covered in stickers by Posey as a child. "Yes. I thought you were the only one around me who didn't care about my life or death. That's why I can tell you my anxiety and panic without reservation."

Wade stood up and followed me into the house. "No! I don't care if you live or die," he said, cupping his cheeks exaggeratedly in a girly way. "You are the only goddess who can make me handsome again. You are my superhero!"

"No, I'm not." I'm just an ex-boyfriend who accidentally fell in love with him so much that he didn't know how to tell him that I had to kiss another—more than one, to be exact—of the...uh, technical infidelity bride?

Speaking of which.I turned around and looked at Wade seriously, "Mercenary, I need you to practice my lines with me."

"What line? Oh, are you going to propose to me?"

"No!" I glared at him angrily. There was nothing I could do about Wade. "I want to tell Barry about the curse, but I haven't figured out how to say it yet. You can practice with me and listen to what I have to say."

"OK."

Unexpectedly, Wade simply agreed.No talk, no sarcasm, just listen to my rehearsal carefully.We spent probably the whole night on this until my mom came to my room and called us for dinner.

"You can't be alone together." My mother reminded us solemnly, "Wade, Ellie is getting married, you have to avoid suspicion. She is still young and naive, you have to teach her."

"Okay, I see. We'll keep the door open from now on."

I saw Wade's serious response to my mother, and I didn't know why I was a little shocked.I hit Wade with a pillow as soon as my mom left.

"Who are you! You are not Wade Winston Wilson!"

Wade caught the pillow and rolled his eyes. "Why? I don't want to make hard-working housewives angry."

I stared at him with wide eyes.

"I can't tell you're a nice person."

"Yeah, I'm a bad guy who spends the night listening to you babble and can't find a way to explain a simple thing to your fiancé."

"But it really scares me to see you acting so nice. Come on, let's go to dinner."

I put down the pillow and kicked Wade's leg lightly with my foot to get him off the cushion.

The way Wade responded to me was to pinch my calf. "It's a nice touch," he said, jumping up, and running out of the room before I could punch him.

"Don't run away!"

I was chasing Wade down the hallway, which was one of the patterns of our interaction.Sometimes I like getting along with Wade, although he always talks to himself, has a mean mouth, and is weird, but from another perspective, Wade is very interesting.

And he’s actually quite kind, I know it’s weird to say that, but, in some special moments and strange details, it can be vaguely seen that he shouldn’t be like this in the first place—he even helped the old lady cross the road? !Of course, it depends on his mood.

We played all the way to the restaurant.Percy took my childishness for granted and turned a blind eye.

"Your laughter can be heard outside the house." My mother shook her head at me and handed us the bowls and plates, "You can pack it yourself, I won't help you, you are all grown up."

Me and Wade are still playing push and push.Percy's expression seemed to be rolling his eyes imperceptibly.Wade routinely compliments my mom on her cooking skills, and I curl my lips disapprovingly.

"hypocritical."

"thanks."

"Be nice to Wade," Mrs. Jackson said. "Eli, he's under no obligation to protect you."

I looked at my mother in shock, how could she favor outsiders!

What's even worse is that Wade silently laughed at me with a super cheap expression from an angle that my mother couldn't see.

The author has something to say: Dysmenorrhea.It hurts enough to burn the galaxy.

If I were Thanos I might actually run to destroy the universe like this(?

And I have to go to other points to support in the past few days......