[Comprehensive British and American] The predecessors are missing one

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There was no embarrassment between me and Barry about reconnecting with my ex-boyfriend.He would find me after class, and we would go out to eat, watch movies, and enjoy the night view together.

On holidays with good weather, we will play in the bay.I practiced magic and manipulated seawater, and he was my opponent, scurrying around so that I couldn't hit him no matter what.

Once he noticed a rose on my left arm.

"You got tattoos?" Barry asked confused.

I quickly pulled down my sleeves, but it was too late.The weather was very cold in the past few months. I was wearing long sleeves, but Barry didn't pay attention. Now that spring and summer are changing, I sometimes roll up my sleeves. Of course, Barry will find the conspicuous rose.

"What's this." Barry grabbed my hand and looked at it carefully, frowning. "I didn't have this before. It doesn't look right."

"Uh..." I hesitated, not knowing how to speak and not wanting to lie.

Barry turned his head, narrowed his eyes, and stared at me.

"What's going on, Ellie. Don't try to fool me. I recognize the look you're about to say."

"what expression?"

"It's the look on your face right now."

I took a deep breath and sighed.

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you can't react too much."

Barry took me to the side garden.We are outside the library at Imperial College, where many students walk around after class.

I looked at Barry, closed my eyes, and my heart skipped a beat.

"I am cursed."

Barry frowned, in disbelief.

"Because of some accident, I don't know exactly how it happened," I said, eyeing him nervously, "that's the curse."

Barry was silent for a while.

The laughter of the students around us is far away from us.Nobody noticed us, in the April sunset in New York.

Barry reached out and hugged me.

I feel him leaning against my shoulder, breathing slightly trembling.

"I won't die immediately." I could only comfort him and pat him on the back.

"What's the time limit?" Barry asked, letting go of me and putting his hands on my shoulders, "How long is the time limit for lifting the curse?"

I'm surprised he thought of that right away. "About... a few months? Before the roses wither."

Barry immediately took my hand and looked at the rose again.

"It looks like its buds are about to open," Barry murmured.

"It won't wither immediately after it's in full bloom. As long as you take good care of the rose, it's fine to live longer." I tried to comfort him.

Barry looked at me sadly, not relieved by my joke.

"I don't want to lose you." Barry repeated, pulling me into his arms again.He ran his fingers through my long hair and kissed my cheek.

"I'll find out how to lift the curse," he assured me solemnly.

I looked at him, hesitated to speak.

Barry cupped my face, hesitated for a moment, and kissed my lips.It was the first kiss since our reunion.

"We'll be able to lift the curse." Barry said, kissing me again, gazing at me with firm, cherishing eyes.

I was silent, raised my hand and looked at the unchanged rose, my heart sank.

"Don't be afraid." Barry hugged me and coaxed me softly, "You'll be fine. You'll be fine..."

Perhaps Barry was convincing himself.

Barry doesn't know anything.

How to lift the curse, I still can't tell.

I walked home with heavy steps and opened the door to find Wade sitting on the sofa watching a movie with popcorn, pointing at the screen and breaking his mouth from time to time.

He looks so happy.

I just hope that no one will bother me, and let me close the room alone and cry a few times.So I ignored Percy, who was confused at the dinner table, and walked upstairs and closed the door.

The obnoxiousness of this curse really surfaced after I spent two months with Barry.

The problem is not that I will die.Everyone will die, and the difference is that they die sooner or later.The problem is that this curse will tell you nakedly and bluntly that you are wrong, this guy is not your true love, and he is not the one who will be with you for the rest of your life.

I know what this does!Is it so difficult for me to associate with the person I like!Even if we may break up, I can chase him back!Isn't it said that love can overcome all difficulties?

You don't even give me a chance to try, how do you know if it will work!

I was crying like hell in the room until Wade barged in.

"Oh, my God." Wade frowned, shaking his head at my face full of tears and snot.

"Get out!" I tossed him the tissue ball that had wiped my nose, "Leave me alone!"

Wade turned sideways, past the balls of paper.

"Kissed?" he asked.

I confirmed his guess with an even more devastated reaction.

"Well, I guess so." Wade shrugged, closed the door and left.

I stared at the door, gradually stopped crying, and my mind went blank.

Suddenly the door was opened again.

"I think I should watch you, in case you cry until you lose your mind and do something stupid." Wade said, under my puzzled gaze, he brought in a pile of beer and placed it in front of me.

"No, I don't want to drink." I immediately refused.

Wade glanced at me, eyes rolling under the mask, "I'm such a kind, sharing person? No, those are mine. I'm going to have my favorite burrito with a beer, while listening to your tearful account of your tragic fate.”

I looked at Wade silently.At this moment, I actually liked his cheap mouth so much, it made me speechless and temporarily forget why I was sad...

Then Wade produced a gasoline can.

"……what is that?"

"Tea. I bought it nearby. There is a restaurant on the street in front of your house. The black tea they make is quite bad."

"Then you still buy this big barrel from them?"

"Drink it," Wade said, shoving the whole bucket of tea in front of me.

I opened my eyes wide.

"I...I don't want to." I shook my head and stepped back.Are you kidding me, this is five liters, right? !

"Drink it." Wade didn't care about me, he just dragged me up and asked me to finish the whole bucket of black tea.

If I can't resist, I can only succumb. If I don't want to be force-fed, I can only drink obediently.I almost spit it out after the first sip, this black tea is really bursting, bitter, bursting, astringent!It's so hard to drink!

I looked at Wade with a sad face.

Wade drew his knife and stuck it in front of me.

So I can only drink tea in silence......

After drinking about a quarter of it, I felt a little nauseous.Another third and I literally flushed the toilet to throw up.

Wade followed slowly, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, watching me vomit.

"Want to cry now?" Wade asked.

I spit and nod.Who doesn't want to cry when he vomits like this!

"Painful?" Wade asked again.

I glared at him with red eyes while vomiting.Nonsense, of course it is painful to spit it out like this!

"Compared to losing love, what kind of pain is this?"

I froze and forgot to vomit.

Huh?Yes.It seems that I drank a lot of bad black tea and vomited while holding the toilet. This is also quite painful.

"Why is your nonsense so reasonable?" I looked at Wade, feeling that my expression should be full of admiration at the moment.

Wade covered my face with a wet towel.

"Go clean yourself up, you smell like [-] month old yogurt now, disgusting."

Disgusted by Wade, I cheered up and went to take a shower.During the shower, I seriously thought about why Wade's nonsense was so reasonable and effective.

Pain is compared with happiness.

I learned this.

I went back to the room after taking a shower.Wade is on his third can of beer, playing A. movies on my computer, and straddling my favorite cushion.

...For the sake of him comforting me just now...

etc.Was he really trying to comfort me? !

So I learned another thing - don't get angry.When getting along with Wade Winston Wilson, a grumpy temper can be ground into a bad temper, because it is useless to be angry, Deadpool is super shameless and super capable.Getting angry with him can only prove that you lack IQ or EQ, and cannot change any reality.

So I lifted my foot and kicked Wade.

"Sit over there."

"Why, you want to see it too?"

I rolled my eyes, "You can't sit here without looking at me? Do you remember that you are in my house, my room?"

Wade moves his hips a little to make room for me.We just stood side by side, in a confined space, he watched AV, I swiped my phone, each doing their own things, living in peace and harmony.

...this style of painting is a little weird.

Wade is really a weirdo.Maybe me too.This is the first time I've been alone with the opposite sex. When the AV is on, the two of them don't disturb each other, and nothing happens.

"What time do you want to see? I'm going to sleep later." I said, taking off the mask on my face.

"Give me another half hour."

"Can't you fast-forward? It's been a long time."

"Do you want me to be fast? Oh, I forgot, you like fast men."

I put down my phone and roll my eyes at Wade.

"Really? Are you going to talk dirty to me at a time like this?"

Wade shrugged and tilted his head.

"I thought tonight was bro's night. Joking with a bro isn't sexual harassment. Wait, was what I just said sexist?"

I twisted my brows and stared at Wade.

"You look so old now." Wade curled his lips and shook his head again and again.

"Damn it!" I punched Wade.

Then somehow it turned into a pillow fight.The whole room was messed up by us.

"Exercising before going to bed is actually quite stress-relieving." I took a breath, put down the pillow, knelt on the carpet and raised my hands, "Stop, I surrender. It's me who tidies up in the end, and I don't want to ask for trouble anymore."

Wade jumped off my bed and ruffled my hair.

"Brother's Night. Not bad," he said, grinning at me.

Although Wade's face became scarred and terrifying after the failed body transformation, I like his smile and the rare tenderness in his eyes.

"How did you and Vanessa... meet?" Suddenly, I really wanted to know about it.