I really don't care

The years are quiet... what a ghost.Clark habitually pushed his temples, always feeling that he was worried about being bent every day because of the charm of the Bat family.

Connor obviously found that Clark was back, he put his finger gently on his mouth, and made a 'shush' gesture to Clark, telling Clark not to disturb Moore.

——Although the people around don't know how noisy it is.

Connor's obvious double-standard behavior made Clark even more worried about his child being taken away.No matter how you look at it, Moore is bigger than Connor...

Clark suddenly figured it out, he didn't need to care about it at all.If they can be together, he doesn't mind, as long as they are together, they will always have a better path that belongs to them.

Where did I go... Clark stopped his divergent thoughts, and approached quietly as Connor signaled.

Moore didn't wake up.So Clark looked at Connor and breathed a sigh of relief.

"……"Fine.Clark came up to them, pointed to the ticket office flying in the air, and motioned him to buy tickets.

Regarding this, Connor pointed to the ticket in Moore's hand.

There are three in total.

So Clark had a wry smile on his face, and he also sat down outside the flower bed, beside Connor, and waited for Moore to wake up with him.

Connor suddenly heard Clark say, "I'm sorry."

Connor turned his head suddenly, and his shoulders could not avoid turning slightly due to Connor's subconscious movements, "Why do you say that?"

Moore woke up.

He only squinted for a few minutes before he was "forced" to wake him up by Connor.

But instead of getting up, he's embarrassed by what he's doing - he's on Superboy's shoulder!

He apologized repeatedly, but found that the two people's attention was not on him.

Connor smiled at him, then said he was the one apologizing for accidentally waking Moore, and Clark smiled at Moore without saying much.

It seems that there are other things more concerned about.

Moore touched his face, "Did I wake up at the wrong time?"

Connor smiled, and his mood was much better visible to the naked eye. He denied it, "No, you woke up just in time."

Clark also smiled when he heard what Moore said, and he said tolerantly, "It's okay...you wake up, and I will continue to say what I want to tell Connor."

Connor's eyes were shining brightly, and Moore couldn't help but smiled slightly when he saw this, and then fell silent.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time to accompany you. It must be difficult for you to be alone... I have no experience as a father, so if I do something wrong, you must point it out." Clark looked so Gentle, so gentle that Connor couldn't even think.

There was a strange feeling that couldn't be uttered, and it was so gentle that it made Connor want to cry.

His eyes were a little sour. Looking at Clark, who was his father both nominally and physically, Connor blinked, "It's okay, I know all about it."

"Although you don't have time to accompany me, I'm proud of you." Connor laughed, making Clark feel warm in his heart.

Clark reached out and hugged Connor.

The tall young man holds the young man in his arms, which looks incomparably harmonious and natural, and the picture is also very beautiful, even attracting people's attention and stopping for it.

The clouds will eventually disperse, and the flowers will eventually fade. If time can last forever, there will be no need for so many people to worry about it.

The sun shone down on them, and the buildings in the amusement park behind them served as a background for them. The voices of people talking and selling seemed to be far away, and Moore felt that he could no longer hear them.

The picture was so beautiful that he couldn't help but...

"Kacha——" the unmuted mobile phone made a sound, which attracted the attention of the two people who were in the tender moment.

Moore put the phone behind his back, looking at the world but not at them.

The two looked at each other, with a little smile on their faces.Clark let go of Connor, walked up to Moore, and bent slightly to take care of Moore's height, "Can you send me a copy of this photo?"

Moore, who thought Superman was here to ask a crime, froze for a moment, then subconsciously covered one side of his face, "Eh? That's fine." Think about it, too, after all, Superman is such a gentle person.

"Then, let's add friends." Moore took out his phone again, and looked up at Connor, "Connor also add friends... If I need help with anything, I don't mind at all!"

*

After adding friends, the three of them went directly to play Dancing in the Air.

Since four or five people could sit in a row, the three of them simply sat side by side.

In the project of flying in the air, there are still eleven or twelve-year-old children to play-but that being said, Connor is only a little older than that.

There are also parents who come to play with them, but they are relatively few. Maybe they feel unsafe, or maybe they feel that their hearts can't stand the shock.

As we get older, everyone becomes more afraid of death, which is normal.

Moore took out his pocket and handed over his phone.Connor and Clark also turned in.Just Clark's glasses—

Clark smiled and said to the staff: "Sorry, I can't see anything clearly without glasses, and I won't let it fall."

The staff looked a bit embarrassed, "But it would be bad if it fell and hit someone."

"But..." The good old Clark was also a little embarrassed.After all, he is Superman, and if he takes off his glasses, he will be discovered.

Moore fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a length of string, short but long enough to tie Clark's glasses halfway around the back of his head.

After the matter was resolved, Clark immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't expect it to be so difficult."

"Uncle Kent must also rarely come to the playground." Moore looked ahead and held on to the safety device, "Then just enjoy it once in a while."

Clark smiled dryly, feeling embarrassed about his identity for the first time, "Okay."

……

After coming down from the 'flying in the air', they were just like normal people. Even though they were taken around so many times in the air and turned around in various angles, they didn't react at all.

After all, neither Connor nor Clark are ordinary people.

But Moore is not an ordinary person. After training, he can parkour on the street. Are you still afraid of such heights?

If you are afraid of heights, how can you take a leap of faith (bushi)?

After getting down, Moore pointed at the other one without changing his face and said, "Shall we go play with that one?"

What he was pointing at was a ball that seemed to be made up of many balls, which were constantly flipping, and some of the balls were fancy, making people dizzy.

And the person has no place to sit, but is hung up like a criminal, with his hands and feet in the middle of the ball.

The sharp-eyed Clark saw that some people couldn't walk in a straight line after going down and fell to the ground, and some vomited.

Clark and Connor could see clearly that they had nothing to do with each other.

Connor smiled bitterly, he scratched his head, "I don't care, Moore, can you do it?"

"The playground...is a training ground in disguise. There are many things here that are impossible to have during normal training." Moore replied with a smile.

Connor was stunned.

Clark stopped thinking.

They couldn't imagine what hellish training Moore had gone through before.

Connor pointed at the merry-go-round horse, "Although you look past that age, how about it? Do you want to feel it?"

More: "Looks like a completely useless circle."

Connor nodded: "That's right, it was to lead you around."

"Practice my anti-stunning ability?" Moore pointed to the thing he just proposed to play on the other side, "Then I think that is better."

Clark coughed, "No, no, Moore, the playground is here to play, and there is no need to work so hard as training."

Moore: "I haven't had high-intensity training for a long time. This is considered a warm-up, not even training—"

Clark covered Moore's mouth.

He felt that his face was almost sweating, "No, no, let's go play the air balloon in the water park."

Moore blinked his eyes to show that he agreed, and Clark let go of Moore's hand, and then took the initiative to buy a ticket.

Connor sighed, "I feel that you are quite unreliable, are you also like this when facing your younger brother?" He suddenly remembered that Uncle Bruce seems to...hasn't recognized Moore yet...Is this a poke? On the wound.

Just as he was about to take back his preface, Moore smiled gently on the opposite side, "Are you talking about Jason and Damian? They are quite cute brothers!"

Moore seemed to become reliable all of a sudden. He looked into Connor's eyes, bent slightly, and stretched out his hand to touch the top of Connor's head. His brows and eyes were bent, and anyone could see his high emotions, "You don't Said I forgot, you are also a younger brother who needs to be taken care of."

He pointed to the place where ice cream was sold, "Want to eat it?"

Fearing that Moore would become unreliable again, Connor nodded quickly, "I want to eat."

"What flavor do you want?" Moore straightened up and asked.

Connor: "Original."

Moore calmed down when he went to buy ice cream.

It's so strange, is it because of the influence of the old man before?He used to be frivolous, but not this frivolous.

This is not frivolous, it is simply no brain.

Moore covered his forehead and sighed deeply.

"How much ice cream do you want?"

"Three original flavors, thank you." Moore smiled.

*

It's too noisy here, it's too disturbing to think, and Clark has to go out many times in the middle.

Moore thought anxiously.

It is better to leave as soon as possible.

Even though he thought so... Moore still stayed with them all afternoon.

Moore tugged at his shirt collar to look decent.These items are like low-level training, and he doesn't find it very fun.

Moore thought.

The author has something to say:

It's normal if you feel a little runaway, because I just read Iruma when I wrote this chapter... (*Longmen foul language*)

The little green bird turned its head dubiously, and two golden retrievers sat in a row in the distance, staring at the swinging tail feathers and fell into deep thought: Isn't it fun?

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