[Comprehensive British and American] The predecessors are missing one

"He's right." Diana nodded, "In any case, we have to retrieve his memory before we can find out the time point of the change."

"But if the problem is not with him..." Clark looked serious.

"We also have to figure out what happened." Diana shook her head, "Start by recovering the memory. We will keep this matter low-key. Clark and I are responsible for finding Bruce's whereabouts. Oliver, you help Barry. Keep in touch. "

In fact, I think that this problem probably has nothing to do with me.And like Oliver said...it would be really scary if it wasn't caused by me.

It was only after the meeting that I remembered that there was an ex-girlfriend at home.I really don't know who to ask for this kind of thing, Bruce is the most experienced, but he was swallowed by the wormhole.I'm not sure if "I" told the rest of the team about it personally, but... the best person to talk to is definitely Oliver.

We had a personal relationship long before joining the Justice League.If I did tell anyone on the team about my personal affairs, it would most likely be Oliver.And his heterosexual experience is second only to Bruce.

I ran to Oliver, who was packing his gear.

"Brother, I have something to ask you."

Oliver didn't look up. "What, is it gossip?"

I hate to admit it, but he guessed right. "Yes, it's gossip, my gossip." I said, shoulders slumped, "I don't understand. Can someone explain to me why my cohabitant is my ex-girlfriend I broke up with for many years?!"

Then I saw Oliver look up, show a subtle expression, put down all the tools in his hand, look at me, just look at me.

The atmosphere is stagnant.

Then Oliver started laughing.

"No, pretend I didn't ask."

"My God! You forgot!"

Oliver laughed so exaggeratedly that tears were about to flow.I watched with a blank expression as he didn't want to talk, didn't want him to talk, and had a bad feeling about any word Oliver might say.

"Did you know? Actually..."

"No, I don't want to hear it."

"actually……"

"No, I really don't want to hear it."

"actually……"

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen."

"Let me finish! Actually, you can ask Clark!"

I froze for a moment, and couldn't help asking a question that I thought I shouldn't have asked.

"why?"

Oliver gave a nasty, calculated smirk.

"Clark is Ellie's ex-boyfriend." Oliver said, with an expression full of anticipation and wanting to see a good show. "By the way, even though you are married, I think the big guy still likes Ellie."

……What? ! ! !

I really want to ask Eli what she's thinking.

Well, when Ellie dated Clark, she definitely never thought that I would become The Flash, that Clark would become Superman, that there would be a Justice League, let alone that both Clark and I would join the Justice League.

Just like when I dated Yili back then, I never thought that one day she would suddenly transfer to another school and be broken up for no reason...

Talking about it really hurts me.Ellie was my first love, the first girl I fell in love with—well, technically, the second girl I fell in love with.

Before Ellie came along, I kind of liked Iris because we lived close together and played together when we were kids.

However, as soon as Yili appeared, my world was taken over by her.

The day Eli showed up, I was having a rough time.She was the only good thing on that bad day.We fell in love as a matter of course, until she suddenly moved to another school, I realized that the story does not always have a happy ending.

Given another chance to choose, I'm not sure I should fall in love with Yi Li.

I really want to know why she left so suddenly back then.

The thought that "I" have been married to Eli for almost five years makes me dizzy.And I haven't made her realize that I'm not "me."

... What if she asks me to fulfill my husband and wife obligations on a whim one day! !

I was thinking wildly all the way, my mind was disordered and I had high tides, and when I thought about it, I almost decided to run away from home.But no, I have to pretend to be normal so as not to make others suspicious. The more low-key the incident I traveled through, the better, because no one knows if there is a black hand behind the scenes watching us-this is Oliver’s reminder .

I didn't realize until late in the evening that "my" cell phone hadn't been turned on all day.I tried to turn it on with the password I thought I would set, but failed. After three failed attempts, I was so angry that I directly hacked into my phone and changed the password.

Immediately, a bunch of text messages and missed calls popped up. My boss and colleagues were all looking for me, and my friends asked me if I was in trouble.I recognize a few, but a few names are unfamiliar.The scary thing is that I didn't receive any of the at least eight phone calls made by Yili.

I can imagine her anger...

From what I know of Eli, I'm pretty sure I'm dead tonight.Running away won't make things better, so I just stay home and wait for my death.Part of it was me being really frustrated, not knowing what I was doing wrong, and being overwhelmed.

At 08:30, Yili returned home.She turned on the light and I sat on the couch and looked up.

"Eli." I took a deep breath and opened my mouth, surprised that I could say her name so naturally for the first time, "I have something to tell you."

Ellie's expression didn't change much, she seemed to know that I was going to say terrible things.

"Okay. Have you had dinner?" Yili nodded, put down her coat and briefcase, leaned on the wall cabinet nailed to the wall of the entrance with her left hand, and took off her high-heeled shoes.

I stared at Ellie for a few seconds, my mind wandering; I didn't mean to stare sharply at Ellie, but it was a good view from this angle... her suit top was loose at the neck... and the way she took off her heels was so sexy.

"I believe you haven't had dinner yet," Ellie continued, walking towards the restaurant, "I remember there was leftover takeout from yesterday in the fridge..."

I stared at Yili's back, admiring the way she bent over to open the refrigerator, and began to feel that it was a very wise decision for "me" to marry Yili.

"What do you want to eat?" Yili asked, turning to look at me, holding up the paper lunch box in her hand, "Sichuan food? Hong Kong food? Barry?"

I suddenly came back to my senses, my ears burning with the thought that just flashed through me.

"Uh, it's all good." I agreed indiscriminately, watching Yili prepare to pour out the contents of the paper lunch box, and suddenly thought, "Wait, Yili. You can microwave now?"

After subconsciously blurting it out, I realized something was wrong.Oops, I accidentally...

Eli stopped moving.She narrowed her eyes, frowned, stared at me, and slowly put down the lunch box in her hand.

The calm before the storm.Eli looked at me.I look at Eli.

I was so nervous that my palms sweated, as if I was back in junior high school, and I was called by the teacher when I passed notes in class.

As if half a century later, Yili breathed in and spoke calmly.

"Okay," she said. "First of all, I want to tell you that since we got married, at least I have learned how to bake bacon bread and use a microwave."

"And... honey, where are you from?"

Just now he said to keep a low profile, but was immediately caught by Yili.

But, yes; as the person next to me, it's really amazing that Yili can hide it from me.

Think from another angle.Actually, I should have let Eli know about these things.She helps me and relieves my stress.I should tell her the truth to avoid more misunderstandings in the future.

After dinner, I told Ellie seriously that I was not her husband, that I was Barry Allen, but not the one she knew.

"I crossed over."

Yili stared at me without saying a word, pretending not to believe me.

"Seriously, you have to trust me," I felt anxious, this frustration of not being trusted was worse than when Diana teased me in the morning, and I wanted to show Ellie what happened to me like a slide show, "I don't I'd lie to you, and I don't want to hide it from you. I can't...I can't let you cheat."

Speaking of the last sentence, I feel awkward myself.Yili stared wide-eyed and twisted her eyebrows, her expression was that she wanted to laugh but felt that she shouldn't.

"Sorry. Cheating? What are you thinking?"

"Uh...that is, like, like this morning, you wanted me to kiss you good morning...?"

I start to look away.These things are embarrassing enough.Yili stared at me, the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably.

"Please, you're thinking too much. I'm not cheating, you're my husband."

I frowned, "No, Ellie, you didn't understand. I'm not him, do you understand?"

Yili curled her lips and raised her eyebrows, "I understand, don't doubt my IQ. I know you don't think you are the Barry Allen who became my husband, but I am more sure than you that you are the Barry Allen I love .You are you without him."

I sigh and rub my temples. "Eli...I'm not. I have no memory of us being in love. My last memory of you is that you suddenly moved from house to school. Incidentally, I'm very upset about that."

Eli looked aside suddenly. "Why? It's too late to ask questions. I said it earlier, and I didn't change schools voluntarily. Percy has ADHD and dyslexia. We moved because of him."

"Say it as if that explains why you left me without a word." I stared at her, not believing the nonsense. "Back to the point. I'm not your husband, but I'll do my best to help you get him back. It might be Somewhere in another dimension...he might come back by himself. It'll be fine. I'm sure he loves you."

Yili listened, frowned slightly, turned her head, and faced me.

"Barry, you're the one who doesn't understand the situation," she said, softly but seriously. "Trust me, I don't want to fail to recognize my husband of five years. You are "you" and you haven't changed. You Just forgot."

I turned my head and looked at Yili puzzled, vaguely distinguishing that there was something in Yili's words.

"It's going to happen one day," Eli sighed, standing up on the table and reaching out to me.

"Come on. I will accompany you to retrieve your memory."

The author has something to say: the second half of the last chapter has been replaced

Let me tell you, this episode really has about [-] words.My heart is full of grief and indignation, but I entered v too late and the number of words is not enough, so I have to write extra episodes...