[Comprehensive British and American] The predecessors are missing one

Everyone was focused on getting me in a relationship with Clark.including myself.This led to a week before I realized Wade was avoiding me.

And it was Percy who reminded me.

"Sister. Did something happen between you and Wade? He seems to have run away from home."

Percy asked me that as we finished dinner and I went upstairs to call Clark.It was Friday, and Clark had asked me two days before if I would accompany him to a small party at the Daily Planet over the weekend for the birthday of their department head.He wanted to introduce me to his colleagues and working environment.

Standing on the stairs, I turned and looked at Percy in surprise.

"Run away from home?" I repeated.

"Yes." Percy nodded, looking at me seriously, "He seems to have disappeared. Are you arguing?"

I wasn't surprised that Wade didn't show up for two weeks—the mercenary Wade was always elusive.The point is, Posey's words.He described Wade's disappearance as "running away from home."

When did my house become Wade's?

No, it should be said, when did Posey regard Wade as family?

"We didn't fight, he's supposed to be running errands," I explained, looking at Percy uncertainly. "It's not in his contract that he has to come back every day. Maybe like you and Annabeth and Glover?"

I mean, Wade is probably like Percy and the others, who are busy running around the world these days, helping me find other ways to break the curse, in case I can't fall in love with Clark, or unfortunately, Clark is not my true love .

"Okay." Percy reluctantly accepted my words.

From Posey's expression, I could see that he didn't quite trust me.I thought about it and decided to tell the secret.

"Persy, come here."

I wave to Percy.Percy walked upstairs, his eyebrows raised high and suspicious.

"What the hell did you do?"

"Hey, make it sound like I have a problem. I'm your sister."

Percy rolled his eyes. "It's because you're my sister," he said, curling his lips and looking at me with distaste. "I know best what you'll do. It must be what you did."

Confronted with Posey's accusations, I sadly found that I could not refute them.

"Okay." I took a deep breath, sighed, and said, "We kissed. He must have been scared."

"What?!"

At that moment, Percy's expression was distorted, as if he saw an alien—no, maybe he wasn't so surprised when he saw an alien, at least he didn't react so much when he saw Clark.

"Wait blah blah. Wait. You kissed? You and Wade?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, Mom will hear you!"

I covered Percy's mouth, nervous as hell, and stared at the downstairs study door, making sure our mother hadn't noticed what the hell her daughter was discussing with her son before turning back, relieved.

"I thought what you should pay attention to is why I kissed Wade but nothing happened."

Percy's eyes widened belatedly, and his whole face was wrinkled together.

"No way." Percy murmured, unbelievable, "That's why you went to Harry for an experiment..."

"Yes." I nodded.I believe Percy has guessed the ins and outs.

Percy held his head and shook his head again and again.

"How is this possible. It doesn't make sense."

"I find it odd, too. Percy, I suspect we misunderstood that letter."

"It's possible." Percy nodded, his expression getting worse and worse, "Oh, bad. If that's the case..."

Percy looked up, looked at me, and looked at each other.

"We need to study that letter again," Percy said.

"The letter is with Annabeth now?"

"Yes, I will inform Annabeth about this right away... We should take the letter and find a way to go to Olympus, find Zeus, and find out what the letter means."

Posey made a quick decision. "Sister, don't be afraid, everything will be fine," he said, hugging me gently, patting me on the back, comforting me like I comforted him when he was a child, "We'll figure it out. We'll figure it out. "

I knew it was only then that I realized that Percy had grown up, which was a bit late.But I really didn't realize until now that my hyperactive and dyslexic younger brother, who I protected since childhood, has grown taller than me without knowing it.

Percy is nearly ten years younger than me. In our mutual lives, I have always taken the role of taking care of Percy and making decisions for him, waiting for Percy to come to my room during a thunderstorm and ask me to protect him.

Now I need Percy's help.It really hurts me to admit it.

Noticing my displeasure, Percy rolled his eyes. "Please, showing weakness won't make you lose your sister's majesty." He said, with a look of disapproval on his face, "You are my sister. I will not let you die."

"Your expression now is enough to prove that I have lost my sister's majesty."

Percy decided decisively not to discuss the matter with me any further.He left me and went back to the room, leaving me alone in the hallway, thinking seriously about my relationship.

The scariest thing about the whole thing, I think, is not that we might have misunderstood Olympus' letter from beginning to end, but that Wade Winston Wilson is my man.

──Alternate.

Wade doesn't love me.Not love at all.He loves Vanessa, his ex-girlfriend, some hot chick he met in a bar.We hadn't met before Harry hired Wade to protect me.Neither Wade nor I are demented early enough to forget who they slept with--at least I definitely do.

Wade is not among my predecessors.

Well, this may be evidence that we have misinterpreted Zeus' letter.But how do you explain the part about Wade having another lover?

It doesn't make sense at all.It's worse than me and Peter not being able to kiss, than Pietro and me being able to spark.

As much as I doubt how the curse that rose on my left arm defines true love, it didn't have a chance to haunt me for long.I accompanied Clark to his company party on a Saturday afternoon.When Clark led me into the party, I felt all eyes were on us.

"Kent!" Clark's colleague came forward, greeted us, and secretly looked at me curiously, "You didn't say you have a sister."

younger sister.I frowned at the word.

"She's my girlfriend." Clark told the other party calmly, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"She doesn't look like she's graduated yet."

I was upset, and decided to fight back, before Clark could speak, and said.

"We dated when we were students."

The other party nodded knowingly, probably thinking that I was Clark's junior.I don't care which Pluto they're going to misunderstand.What I hate most is being thought of as Clark's sister.

Clark definitely remembers this.Back in our relationship, this was my biggest flash point.It is impossible for him to forget that a classmate in his class made a low-level joke about this incident, and I was so angry that I rushed up and beat him up.The point is that I won.As a result, Clark read me for three whole days, saying my actions were dangerous and should not be.

Hmph, it's cool and I don't regret it.

Clarke paid too much attention to me the whole party.Even if I assured him that I was really not sulking, nor would I rush up and beat him up when I was upset like three years ago, he still looked at me with a worried expression.

"Otherwise." I discussed with Clark, and in a half-joking tone, I lay on his chest and looked up at him, "Let's get out early, you accompany me to London to find Hermione, she promised to take I'm going to Homi Village to play. Maybe we can date in a small village full of magic..."

Clark looked down at me, smiling.

"Nice idea. So how do we get to London before sunset?"

"Well." I deliberately paused, put my toes on my toes, and whispered into Clark's ear, "Don't forget, your girlfriend is amazing now. I can do magic."

Clarke laughed at me, put his arms around me, and kissed my forehead and cheek.

We were in the corner of the party venue, and I thought no one would notice, but Louise showed me that I was thinking too much.She came over to remind Clark to say hello to his boss, and kept her eyes on me for two more seconds.

Clark sighed softly. "Well, it looks like I can't escape..." he muttered under his breath, kissing me again before leaving me, "you talk to Louise first. I can't wait to go to London."

I smiled and sent Clark away, watching him bite the bullet and say hello to his superiors.Clark has never been good at these, more complicated workplace ecology and the like.But he has a very good character, integrity, kindness, and loyalty. I believe that anyone who has been with Clark for a long time will appreciate him as a person.

Then I turned my head and looked at Louise.

The scene was very embarrassing for a while.I looked at Louise, and Louise looked at me, and they both smiled at the same time, but couldn't find a word.

Sometimes I really want to open Clark's head and see what's inside.What made him mistakenly think that I could talk to a certain female colleague who had a crush on him?Talking about how gentle and considerate he is, how handsome he is and how hard to close his legs?don't know.

"Hello." Louise nodded at me.

"Hi." I smiled politely.

That does not work.We need to find something to talk about.I thought, is it really necessary to talk about Clark's handsomeness?With boyfriend strength?Is this hurting the other person or hurting yourself?

"So...you and Clark are college classmates?" Louise said.

"We dated when he was in college." I answered this question skillfully.I believe that based on Louise's experience as a reporter, it is not difficult to guess where my language is reserved.

Louise smiled and put down the champagne glass.There are two chairs between us, leaning against the refreshment table.

"He hasn't mentioned you to me," Louise said, in a casual tone. "Clark doesn't talk much about the past, we just know he had a girlfriend in the past."

"Yeah." I smiled too, glanced at Louise, and set my sights on Clark in the distance, "He's smart and knows how to protect his life and the people he loves. Clark is a wonderful man .”

I don't know if that's the answer Louise wanted.We were silent for about five seconds.

"Are you from that world?" Suddenly, Louise asked in a low voice.

The author has something to say: I think horrible things happen together forever (shout face

My computer crashed 3 times in one night today... !!!

The last time something big happened was when I was going to send out printed sets.About a few years ago.I have to postpone it for half a year, because the files are gone (shouting face

I'm so scared OTZZZZZZZ I have a backup but I'm still scared OTZZZZZ please don't play this trick on me now......