[Comprehensive British and American] The predecessors are missing one

"You can leave first," Riven said, "I'll help you explain to Hermione."

"No, it's her big day." I shook my head, rubbed my face, and smiled, "Okay, I can make it through today." Just don't ask me about Clark or the curse again.

I stayed through the wedding banquet as if wandering, and finally used magic to shower Hermione with flower petals, trying my best to make Hermione's wedding grand and gorgeous.After finally reaching the stage of throwing the bouquet, all the young girls crowded together.I was pushed in by Rui Wen, who said it was for my good luck.

Hermione threw the bouquet.We are on the lawn.The front yard of Malfoy Manor.Hermione stood on the hillside, her wedding dress blown by the breeze.She is really beautiful.

Then, it just happened.

The bouquet was blown high by the wind.I looked up, hesitating whether I should reach out or not.

Until the bouquet fell into Louise Lane's arms.

All, and I should say, all wizards were stunned by seeing Superman for the first time.I watched Clark land with Louise in his arms, feeling dizzy.

Raven caught me the first time.

"Calm down, Ellie," Raven warned me, "Calm down."

I can't be calm, I can't be calm.The appearance of Louise was the last straw that crushed all my emotions.

But today is Hermione's wedding.

I take a deep breath.take a deep breath.take a deep breath.

Louise is not a wizard and has no special status, she is still a reporter.Most of the wizards who participated in this wedding banquet were nobles, and they were all invited by Malfoy.According to the rules of the U.S. Ministry of Magic, Momo, that is, ordinary people without magic, commonly known as Muggles in the UK, cannot know about the wizarding world. If any wizard accidentally exposes his identity, he will be punished. The Momo who witnessed the magic Memories will also be washed away.

I don't know if that's the case in the British wizarding world.Judging from the attitudes and unwelcome whispers of other people at the scene, it should be similar.

I quickly looked around the room.A small number of wizards have no objection to Louise's intrusive appearance, and they are quite welcome; the other small group has no reaction, and it is not obvious whether they are happy or not.Most of them showed puzzled expressions, looking at me and then at Hermione.

Hermione couldn't hide her emotion.Her surprised expression obviously conveyed that she didn't know who this person was or why he appeared at her wedding.

Clark put Louise down.Louise smiled and walked up to the Malfoys.

Oh shit.I cursed a dirty word in my heart.Does this woman know how to look at people's faces?Can't she feel the strange atmosphere at the scene?Is she trying to ruin it all? !

No, no.I'm not going to let anyone mess this up.This is Hermione's wedding, why is she here to steal the spotlight!

"Hi, Mr. Malfoy, girl Malfoy, good day—"

"she is my friend."

Before Louise could finish her introduction, I stepped forward, trident in my left hand.With every step I take, my attire gradually changes; the silver-blue armor, the pearl tiara, the flying red hair and the flower petals left by the road, I use a clear way to explain my identity.

Suddenly the scene was quiet.

I looked at Mrs. Malfoy.The couple with the pure blood of the ancient British wizards looked calm and did not react significantly to the visit of a Greek god. Compared with the shock of others, it was much more normal.

"Sorry," I whispered to the Malfoys, "I wanted to keep it low."

Mrs. Malfoy's mouth curled up slightly, which was probably a smile.I turned and swung my trident, sending the sky showered with stardust, golden awns, flower petals, and rainbows.

All the wizards bathed in the stardust showed a momentary expression of confusion.

Behind me, old Malfoy, Draco's father, took a slight breath.

"It's... range magic." Old Malfoy murmured softly, "So gorgeous, so powerful, so perfect... Maybe, no, maybe no wizard can do it."

I made everyone forget that Lois and Clark were at the wedding, let them forget about this episode, except my friends, Hermione's friends, and the Malfoys.To those wizards who marvel at seeing a Greek god at a wizarding wedding, I say I am a friend of the bride and will be a friend of the Malfoy family.

From the envious and awe-inspiring gazes of other noble wizards and the slight pride of the Malfoys, it was the first time that I understood the value of my identity and the reason why the Malfoys were willing to help me.

Although Draco, like his parents, was a bit intimidated by me—strange, it’s just a range technique, and regional brainwashing is not my patent—Hermione didn’t take this episode at the end of her wedding very seriously. don't care.

"Please, honey, this accident wasn't your fault," Hermione reassured me, before she left, "You didn't ruin my wedding. But, promise me, have a good talk with Clark, between you two There are too many questions."

"I know." I said.

Everything that followed happened very quickly.

Raven took care of most things with Peter.The Malfoys politely invited Louise Lane back, and politely threatened the other party not to reveal a single word related to wizards, otherwise they would not show any mercy on my behalf.

Of course, the strict rules of the United States Ministry of Magic will not.

I don't know if Lian En listened to it, and I don't want to care. I have already disclosed my identity in front of these wizards to protect her. If I get into trouble in the future, I can only admit it.

Peter accompanied Lynn back, and it could be seen that my friends were saving everything, and trying to separate Clark from Lynn was the first step.

Harry forced his sharp teeth back.Whether or not his face says, oh, I bet you guys break up today.

Based on the instinctive fear of unknown powerful forces, the Malfoys wisely chose to stand with me in this matter, and asked me gently whether I would stay in the manor to rest or leave.Of course I chose to leave, to be with Clark, and Harry.I caught a glimpse of Draco's godfather sneering while using time magic.

I have no idea how I got back to New York.

The stress of the day gathered momentum when Clark and I stepped into his apartment.

I went to the sofa and stood there, looking down at my armor, the little wings on my shoulders that were very Greek.

Clark tried to speak.

"……I'm very sorry."

I looked up, expressionless.

"Is Lynn hurt?" I asked.

Clark hesitated for a second. "……No."

"Is she lost?"

"……No."

"She needs help and can't get back to New York from the crash site by herself, and you can't send her somewhere first, you have to bring her here?"

By the third sentence, I couldn't hold back my anger, my adrenaline was soaring, and I couldn't wait to quarrel with Clark.

bring it on.Break up the arena.I'm ready.

Clark took a breath, lowered his head, and did not speak.

It's ok, I'm not going to let him talk, I'm going to keep pissing him off.Thinking of this, I raised my face and stared at Clark defiantly.

"Don't refute? Have nothing to say? Think I'm being vexatious? Suddenly become dumb?"

Clark looked up, stared at me, pursed his lips slightly.

"It's my fault," he said. "Eli, it's my fault. But I can't take it anymore."

Clark's expression was so hurt, and his tone was full of pain.I was stung by his expression, my mind was disconnected, and I couldn't choose what to say.

"Really? Can't you? Can't bear my narrow-mindedness? Can't bear my childishness? Can't bear me being cursed?"

"no!"

Clark raised his voice and denied it emphatically.He came over, wanted to touch me and then withdrew his hand, pacing back and forth in the same place, like a trapped animal.

"God, what should I tell you," Clark murmured, running his fingers through his hair roughly, breathing heavily, "Eli, I love you, I really love you. I can understand how lukewarm you were to me at first." , I broke up with Barry because of you, I can ignore this, I can wait for you, I am willing to wait for you, yes."

"But I can't stand how close you are to Deadpool. I can't stand that you value Osborn more than your own life. Sorry, I really can't."

I didn't expect to hear Clark say those words.I froze.

"What?" I frowned and opened my eyes wide. "Harry and I are just friends!"

"Yes, I know!" Clark put his hands down and looked at me with a broken face, "I know, but you are willing to go through fire and water for him. If Osborne could kiss you, would you choose him directly?!"

"of course not!"

I answered aloud, without thinking.But then, a question popped into my mind.

Really not?

I remembered Wade said that in some parallel time and space, Clark was late for the wedding and disappeared, and I ended up being Mrs. Osborne.

...If I could choose Harry, would I really not choose him?

No, it won't, at least not yet.I firmed up this idea in my heart and looked directly at Clark.

"And you and Deadpool," Clark continued, taking a breath and closing his eyes, "he's more like a part of your family. When we're in your house at the same time, I'm a guest, I'm a guest!"

"Eli, I need you to understand how I feel. I won't give up, I won't leave you, but these things really hurt me. Whenever you let Deadpool touch you naturally, you joke with Osborne It's driving me over a cliff. I need you, Ellie. I need you to really be with me."

In the face of Clark's accusation, in the face of his pain, bad and sad, I can't refute it.

Yes, I value my friend more than Clark.My interactions with Wade were not at the proper distance.In the beginning I was thinking about Barry.

I like Clark, but it's not fair to him.

We were silent for a long time, staring at each other.

"...But it's different from you leaving me at the wedding today and bringing Lian En back with you." I said, with a choked tone, "Are you using Lian En to anger me?"

"No," Clark quickly denied, looking fixedly at me, "I'm not trying to use her, and I don't want to make you angry. I know you don't like me leaving in the middle of your relationship, but I have a mission."

I frowned, thinking vaguely in my mind.

"Then why did you bring Lynn? Do you know how much trouble this will cause? For her, I had to expose my identity and make the wizard at the wedding forget her presence. I brainwashed a whole group of people because of her, Clark. "

"I'm really sorry. I didn't know there were these rules in the wizarding world," Clark said, holding his forehead in pain. "Lian said she wanted an interview, and I told her it might be inconvenient, but she insisted, and she wouldn't let me." I'm going."

"And then you promised her." I said calmly.

Clark put his hands down and took another deep breath. "right."

So that's the point of the question.

Clark is loyal, upright, brave, and gentle.His kindness urges him to protect the world.

I like these qualities in him, but it also becomes a barrier between us.

Just as I couldn't distance myself from Harry because of Clark's protest today; Clark wouldn't reject the weak for me.

"Tell me honestly," I stared at Clark and asked again, "are you really, really, not mad at me with Lynn?"

"No," Clark denied again, but gradually, he showed confusion and regret, "I didn't... I didn't do that on purpose."

"You know I hate being around other people of the opposite sex," I reminded.

From before to now, whether it's Barry or Clark, I've always paid special attention to their friendship with the opposite sex-I know this is a bit sick, and they are [-]% loyal men, suspecting them is hurting them Heart.But I just can't get over this.Hermione Riven has said that I should study, but I just can't do it.Regardless of whether the reason is that the father was always absent during childhood or what the hell.My possessiveness borders on pathological at times.

Clark looked at me uncertainly.

"Yeah, I know," Clark finally said, "I know you might be angry, but I..."

"That's what you did."

"...And I'm afraid you won't be angry about it."

When Clark said this, I couldn't help crying anymore.

And voila, that's the result of the problem.We started hurting each other, holding each other back, testing each other's love with our anger.It's my fault that I let a gentle man like Clark do this.It's really my fault.

How could I turn Clark into something like this?

Clark hugged me carefully.His breath was trembling, and I guess, inwardly, he was crying too.

"I really like your kindness," I said, standing on tiptoe, touching Clark's cheek with my palm, and gazing into his eyes. "I'm so proud that you're Superman, a superhero on Earth, but I need you more than anything else." Follow me, don't abandon me."

Clark couldn't speak, his lips trembled slightly.He hesitated to speak, and his expression was so anxious, which made my heart ache.

I really miss his college and my high school days, when we dated, we had no worries.He's not a superman yet, just stronger.I love him because he is passionate about the world, because he has aspirations, because he is helpful and dedicated, and he has nothing to hide from me.

I miss that time so much.

I gently pushed Clark away, not daring to look at his desperate expression.Someone has to make a decision by now.

"I think……"

"Do not!"

Clark stopped me with a kiss.The first time I found Clark can be so wild... well, not the first time, when I broke up with him many years ago, he once performed Superman blackening for me.

Alcoholism, decadence, self-defeating, unjust at all, no interest in anything, no sense of responsibility, cynicism and temper tantrums, almost helping other aliens destroy the earth.

...God, don't you have to do it again!

The author has something to say: I have always been worried that the plot of Clark is arranged in such a way that you will not go to see the number one enemy next door orz

Please don't stop reading the number one article just because of this... (crying

I assure you that Clark in Enemy #[-] doesn't look like this (crying

I think it has an absolute relationship with who the object is.To put it bluntly, Eli and Clark are not suitable.But Clark didn't have this attitude towards Audrey.In the number one, let Clark choose Audrey and other things, Clark definitely chooses Audrey.

Then I saw someone say they won't keep Clark for New Years

Lol What the hell is keeping the Chinese New Year, I think of being more than every year...