[Comprehensive British and American] The predecessors are missing one

Uh, actually I'm not quite sure what Yili is going to do.

And the answer to the mystery is solved suddenly and quickly.Before I could even plan what to do next, I would meet the "me" from the future when I got up at night to go to the bathroom.

I was so scared that I almost peed.

"Did I come too early?" The future "I" said to himself, running in the space-time tunnel.

"...No, I think you are too late." I replied.It's two o'clock in the morning, which is really late.

The future "I" seemed to choke.I believe he understands me.But soon he started saying things that I couldn't understand.

"Well, it seems like I'm really late. You're here for a reason! Don't give up! Don't change your mind!"

Then he just disappeared.I felt like waking up in the middle of the night sweating profusely.

What the hell? !The message is not clear at all!Talking like that explains why I'm here all of a sudden, graduated with a job and a family.I still don't understand anything!come back to me!

The bathroom door was opened.I turned around and saw Yili rubbing her eyes, walking in in a daze, wrinkling her face unaccustomed to the light.

"It's so bright." She murmured, groped in my direction, hugged me, and rubbed me twice, "Baby, are you okay? I heard a strange sound..."

I guess Ellie was in a coma and forgot that I'm not her husband now.I really want to remind her, Ellie dear, that it's very, very, very bad to be in a closed space in the middle of the night wearing a silk plunging nightgown skirt and being alone with someone of the opposite sex who is not a husband or boyfriend One thing, not to mention that she rubbed against my chest violently.

No, calm down.I tell myself.Barry Allen, get back your self-control now!

"Uh, Ellie." I pushed Ellie away as fast as I could, not thinking about whether it would break her heart.

Eli was really not happy.I grabbed her by the shoulders and held her in place, keeping her at a safe distance from me.

"I'm the 20-year-old Barry," I told her, as tactfully as I could, with an apology filled with remorse, guilt, and remorse.

Eli frowned hard. "I'm hugging my young husband. So? Where's the point?"

I don't want to argue with Ellie about this.She was unhappy enough that it was not wise to do so.

"I just met my future self." I decided to change the subject.

Yili loosened her brow slightly, then frowned again. "What did he tell you?"

"I don't understand." I told her honestly, feeling more helpless than anyone else, "but I think we can rule out most of the possibilities first, because the murderer who caused all this is obviously myself. It was "I" who made me Come here and get something done."

Eli nodded, "Oh..." and then walked out of the bathroom and went back to sleep.

I don't know how much Yili accepted this explanation, and her reaction was too flat.Hey, is that how she should react?This matter is related to whether her husband can come back, right? !Did she figure out the situation?

Either way, it looks like I'm going to have to stay here for a while.I had to find out what it was that got me here that had to be done, and that decision that I shouldn't have changed.

Holding the idea that the clues are in daily life, I decided to study "my" life circle first.Maybe I can get the answer from "my" friends.

Finding answers Step one; go to work.

"My" workplace is in the largest police station in Midtown.As an evidence technician, asking for a day off not only delays solving the case, but may also cause people to lose their lives.So, I have to get back to work.

"Are you okay?" Ellie asked me, before we headed out, "You don't know how your work is going, do you?"

"Oliver will help me," I said, realizing that Ellie was no longer asking for hugs or kisses before going out.

It seems she adapted quickly.I wouldn't say I was a bit disappointed.

Yili nodded and waited for me at the door. "I'll take you to work," she said, taking lipstick out of her handbag and applying it to the mirror hanging on the wall in the entryway. "Call me after work and I'll pick you up. I'll take you a few times, Let you familiarize yourself with the route. There are a few intersections that you should avoid when going to work..."

"I know. I'm from Midtown." I interrupted Ellie, keeping my eyes on her application of lipstick.The raspberry-colored lipstick was especially beautiful on her lips, and it complemented her complexion very well.

Ellie glances at me in the mirror and sees me watching her put on her lipstick, curl her lips and smile.

I look away in embarrassment.

"You know what?" she asked, slowly.

"what?"

"You've always loved seeing me with lipstick on, that's why we put a mirror by the door." Ellie said, turning around, throwing the lipstick back in her bag and taking out the car keys, "Let's go, The fastest man in the world, if you don't leave, you will be late."

……Feel sorry.Is there any overtones in Yili's words just now?

I think she is more difficult to deal with at 14 than Yili at 26.She can always disrupt all my rhythms.And I don't understand why at all.

It feels amazing to come, or should I say, "back" to the workplace.I have to greet everyone as if I know everyone, and worry about whether there is something strange about me all day long.My colleagues felt nice, and they automatically helped me find the steps, thinking that my abnormality was due to a cold and fever yesterday.

I got a call just before I left work.The caller is Peter Parker.

Uh, I don't know.

I hesitated to answer the call.The voice of the other party is lively and relaxed, and the volume is very energetic.

"Hey!Xiao Shan, I heard Yili talk about you.So is our party tonight as usual? 』

I thought about it and thought it was an opportunity. "Okay. I'm fine, just maybe a little later. Work."

"No problem, I'll send you the address.Were you hit by a car or caught in a door?This is the first time I've ever met someone with real amnesia. 』

"Neither."... I think I understand why I became friends with this person.

Fortunately, "I" has good work habits, and after work every day, I will write a complete handover log.Otherwise I really don't know how to get these things done.When I left the police station, the older seniors made fun of me, saying that I was doing two days' work in one day, and that I was born for this job.

Well, I think so too.

The meeting place was in New York, a tavern near Imperial University.I pushed the door open and asked the bartender where he was.The other party looked at me with very strange eyes, pointing to the table in the corner.

"Don't you always sit there?" the bartender asked me back, with a weird smile, "the others have arrived first, they are waiting for you."

I nodded and walked over awkwardly, pretending not to notice that the bartender was staring after me.

There were six people sitting at that square table; three men and three women.From a distance, they saw me, and one of them, a boy with brown hair, thin figure and glasses, stood up and greeted me with a happy smile.

"here!"

I walked up to them, nodded slightly, "Hi."

While they were looking at me, I was looking at them too.

Three men; the brown-haired one is Peter Parker, I recognize his voice, he wears a camera and glasses, and has a reporter's identification tag on his chest.The blond man was pale, with a haughty and disdainful expression, and felt difficult to get along with.A silver-haired man in a leather jacket and goggles stared at me curiously with a childish smile.

Three women; the woman with big brown curly hair has a bookish look, suits, and rigorous, looking at me with concern.The woman with golden curly hair is cold and arrogant, she looks like a strong female warrior, wearing leather jacket and pants, she frowned and narrowed her eyes to look at me.Finally, the woman with long brown-red hair sat very close to the silver-haired man, floating beside her... What the hell is that? !

"He completely forgot." The woman with long brown-red hair said, looking around at the others.She has a strong accent. "I've seen his head. His memory isn't right."

"What?!" I frowned.Wait, did she just say that she "saw my head"?

"Sit down first, don't stand up." The blonde curly-haired woman said in a deep voice, hooked a chair from the side table with her feet, and kicked it to me.

All I could do was sit back and wonder if I'd made the right decision for my appointment tonight.

They watched me sit down.The blond woman spoke first.

"Okay. So, what's going on here? Ellie told us you lost your memory. Ellen, would you like to explain?"

I looked up, stared at her, and sighed.

"Don't you think... before that, I need your self-introduction?"

They look at each other.

"I'll start first." Peter smiled kindly and held out his hand to me. "Peter Parker, 26, reporter for the Daily Bugle. I'm Spider-Man."

My eyes widened, and I shook Peter's hand as if wandering.

"We're friends?" Oh my god, me and Spider-Man?

Peter laughed. "Yes, we're friends. Don't you remember? You talked to me on the first day of school, and we discussed a movie that was released at that time."

I frowned and turned my head, "Admission?" Spiderman and I are college classmates?

The blond woman gave us a sideways look. "Now I believe you came from a parallel time and space." She teased coldly, as if she did not let my guard down, "Raven Xavier, 27 years old. I am a teacher at the X Academy, and I am also an X-Men. I It's Mystique."

My eyes widen.Just now Peter Parker was Spider-Man, now Raven Xavier is Mystique.Then the one who said she looked at my head just now is...

"Wanda." The woman with long brown-red hair said, and when she stared at me, the warning in her eyes slowly faded, "Call me Wanda."

The silver-haired man next to her continued.

"Pietro. I'm Quicksilver and she's Scarlet Witch. I'm the X-Men and she's the Avengers. We're twins."

The brown-haired woman nodded with a smile. "Hermione Granger," she said, with a British accent, "I work for the British Ministry of Magic."

The last one is the blond man. "Harry Osborn." And then it was gone.

...and then gone?Do you want others to know who you are with just a name?I swear, as if that explains you sitting in the corner like a master.You thought you were Bruce Wayne?

The author has something to say: update so late, because my aunt started coming yesterday.

This time it didn't hurt very much but I was super tired. Maybe it was because yesterday I encountered a big purchase, piles of clothes came, and I was the only one who went to work, and I also encountered abusive customers. A lot of things added up, and I fell asleep after returning home. Until 5 o'clock in the afternoon today, I only woke up once and replied to one person's message...