[Comprehensive British and American] The predecessors are missing one

"What about this one?" she continued.Kiss me the way a feather sweeps.

"...It's not the same." I took a deep breath, hesitating whether to put my hand on her.

Eli frowned, looking confused.

"Become more attractive to me." I told her frankly, but still didn't put my hand on her.If I don't brake, I'm going to have an accident.

Ellie backed away with a smile. "Okay, I see." She said, pinching my face, "When you finally think about it and decide not to sleep in the guest room, we will discuss the issue of flirting or not. I think we still have a lot of things to do Can communicate, my little Lightning."

I stared at the back of Yili walking into the master bedroom, with my right hand covering her pinched cheek.

...Little Lightning?

Well, it doesn't feel bad to be called that.

I will soon be celebrating my first holiday in this world.

"My" job has nothing to do with weekends.Criminals don't single out weekdays.My holidays are all arranged and rotated.

If it wasn't for my colleague reminding me that I would be on vacation the next day when I got off work the day before, I would have foolishly shown up in the office early in the morning.

"What will you do today?"

Early in the morning, I saw Yili dressing up in a suit.She asked me standing in front of the full-length mirror, looking at me in the mirror, busy pulling herself into that super tight, super narrow, super small pink dress.

I look away uncomfortably.

"Should I remind you..."

"Come on. It's not like you haven't seen it." Yili rolled her eyes, disapproving, "Remember? In the eighth grade, after the Yule Ball, we went to your house after the end. We planned to do it, but you suddenly came back... ..."

I rubbed my forehead, not wanting to recall this incident. "Forget it, I remember. Wait. Did the same thing happen to me in this world?"

Eli is adjusting the zipper.She looked like she didn't want to answer my question.

"I told you a long time ago that you are you." She said, pursing her lips slightly, "You haven't told me what are you going to do today? You have two days off."

I turned my head and thought for a while, "Probably... rummaging through "my" computer? Looking for any possible clues?"

Yi Li straightened her clothes, turned around, and faced me.

"Or, you can choose to accompany me to Peter's photography exhibition after I get off work. There are a few photos about us in it. Maybe it can help."

I stared at Eli, thinking about things that had absolutely nothing to do with the present.So, the "I" in this world didn't succeed in breaking my virginity in the eighth grade?No, my focus is not on the only verb in this sentence.I mean, maybe I should know more about "my" life in this world.Only when there is comparison can there be differences, and only when there are differences can we find the root of the problem.

"Okay. I'll pick you up from get off work."

Yi Li smiled, walked by my side, and kissed my cheek as a farewell habitually.I find that I've given up on reminding her about it, and probably just got used to it.

I searched for clues in all of "my" high-tech products with recording functions all day long, but found nothing. Obviously, "I" did not expect that this thing would happen suddenly one day.

I really should get into the habit of keeping a diary.unwise.

Yili is expected to leave work at six o'clock.At [-]:[-], I stood waiting under the Osborne Enterprises building.To my surprise, the young lady behind the counter recognized me immediately.

"Mr. Allen." The receptionist smiled and picked up the phone with one hand, "Are you also here to pick up your wife from get off work today? Please wait in the VIP room for a while, and I will inform her right away."

"No, no no." I stopped the other party almost reflexively, "No, she knows I will wait here. Don't bother."

The receptionist kept smiling and put down the microphone. "Then if there is anything I can do for you, please let me know."

I nodded and retreated to the corner of the hall.To be honest, I'm not used to the atmosphere of a big conglomerate like Osborne Enterprises.It made me more uncomfortable than going to Bruce's Wayne Enterprises.Whether it's lamps, post-modern installation art, or even the flower fountain in the center of the hall...why is there a flowerbed on the fountain?Is this some sort of faux-Greek design?

……Um?etc.Faux-Greek?

oh.I seem to understand something.

This led to the fact that when Ellie came down the stairs and appeared in the lobby, I didn't see her at all.I carefully inspected every design link of the lobby of the Osborne Enterprise Building, and I am very sure that there is a little bit of Greek mythology here.For example, the white stone pillars in the corner, the marble statue of Poseidon by the window, and the huge oil painting of Greek gods just above the revolving door.

"What are you looking at?"

Yili came over, asked me, and took my hand at the same time.

I turned my head, glanced at her quickly, and pointed to the middle of the oil painting, standing among huge clam shells, bubbles, corals and fish, holding a golden trident, looking forward, with a heroic and serious expression, and the corners of the mouth slightly curved upwards goddess.

"Is that you?" I asked, squinting my eyes.

"Oh." Yi Li blinked her eyes, "Yeah. That's me, it's too unreal, isn't it?"

I squinted, just squinted, and my eyes were fixed on Yili's face.

Eli looked me in the eyes and smiled. "What's up? How many times do you have to struggle with this? I really didn't know Harry would let the painter draw me in. And it doesn't look like me at all. I don't put on that constipated face."

"No." I think it's pretty similar.And that's not a constipated face, that's what Yili really does show sometimes—when she suddenly decides to do something that, in the eyes of others, takes a lot of courage.She's usually effeminate, but that's just usually.

"Why are you wearing this suit?" Yili changed the subject.She looked at me, smiling.

"What?" I didn't know, "I just found this flannel top and jeans in the closet... Is there any special meaning to this outfit?"

Yili stared at me, raising her eyebrows slightly.

"This is what you were wearing when you proposed to me," she said, reaching for my collar, "same light jeans, checked flannel shirt, it was winter, so you put on a sweater and coat .”

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed subtly.I heard footsteps and turned my head at the same time as Yili.Harry Osborn stepped out of the lift and came toward us, expressionless, loosening his tie with his right hand.

I bet he's been practicing this move for a long time.

"Let's go there together," said Ellie, smiling at Harry. "Let's go. The opening ceremony is about to begin."

Harry glanced at me, "Is this guy going too?"

I pouted. "It's really rude." I just wanted to ask why he followed him.Shouldn't it be just me and Yili tonight?

"Harry." Eli raised her eyebrows with a slightly warning expression. "The three of us are going to be at Peter's photo show. It's his first show. Don't mess it up. Dolly will be there, I tell you. There's a good chance Peter will propose to Dolly tonight."

"If he didn't let some accident eat his courage." Harry sneered, frowning at me, "this guy is not the Barry Allen we know."

I hope my expression has not become too ugly because of this sentence.This sentence hits the nail on the head, piercing my heart.

But Eli took my arm even harder. "He is," she said, her voice firm. "Now, stop arguing and we'll get in the car."

I found out that the grown-up Yili...how should I say it?became stronger.In the past, she lacked her own opinions most of the time and was easily led away by the people around her.I don't know what made her change.

The exhibition venue is a small cruise ship.It is said that Iron Man sponsored the venue, and the classic gold and red color scheme of the hull is hard to ignore.Because of this gossip, many people came to see the exhibition.Everyone wants to know what kind of photographer Tony Stark is funding.

The cruise ship is docked on the Hudson River, approaching Queens.From the cruise ship, you can clearly see the beautiful silhouette of Queens Bridge at night.

I met Peter's girlfriend, Dolly.All the friends I saw at the previous dinner were present.I stared blankly at Queens Bridge as the girls gathered to discuss something of their own.

The wind on the river was cold at night.I remembered that Ellie was only wearing a thin suit, and she might feel cold.

While thinking this way, I turned my head and saw Yili walking over with two glasses of champagne.

When I found out, I had already taken off the flannel shirt and put it on Ellie as a coat.

"You're underdressed," I explained.This sentence is really redundant.

"I know." She winked at me, "I was just waiting for you to take off your clothes and give them to me."

... What kind of bad taste is this.I was speechless, but smiled.

Yili came over and leaned on my shoulder, "What are you looking at?"

"I was looking at Queens Bridge. Do you remember that crazy stupid thing we did in seventh grade?" I said, and I couldn't help laughing, "It was that afternoon..."

"Oh! I remember!" Ellie yelled, standing up straight, her eyes wide open, and looking at me with some indignation, "We finished the exam that day! Everyone wanted to go to the city to play, we got separated from them, and I told you It seems that our direction is not right, but you think you are right, and in the end—”

"We had to walk back to Midtown from Manhattan!"

We said the last sentence in unison, and then we all laughed.

"So the same thing happened here?" I asked, squinting my eyes. "What a coincidence."

Eli stared at me with a slightly strange expression. "It's not a coincidence. I told you, you are you."

I decided not to continue discussing this with Ellie; we could all see that she was very insistent on this point.I don't want to argue with her.

"What were you talking about?" I asked. "Is Peter going to propose?"

Eli held up a finger to her lips. "Not yet. Keep your voice down, this should be a secret."

I laughed and sipped champagne.

"Is this also sponsored by Stark?"

"I guess so. Stark thinks highly of Peter, almost educating him like a son."

We chatted for a while and went into the cabin to enjoy the photos.

Peter's photography range is extensive.From the kittens on the side of the road to the night view of New York overlooking the Empire State Building.In the series titled "Love," I saw Ellie and I sitting at a square table, about to engage in an arm match.There are several people watching, either standing or sitting, in different postures.

I stare at this picture.Strangely, this picture gave me an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

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The content of the repeated post has been revised, and I was insane when I posted it last night.

For more details on the story of Dolly and Peter, please refer to "True Love is Disconnected" (tentatively titled), which is expected to be released in July. Btw, after watching Fast and Furious 7, I felt a bit cruel in the middle.