[Super Bat][BVS]Under the Kansas sky

He once thought that if he stood in front of Louise again, maybe Louise would cry in his arms until she couldn't breathe, maybe they would hug each other tightly and kiss for a long time, maybe... But Luis Louise just sat opposite Clark, quietly listening to him finish the whole thing.She exhaled lightly, stood up and scratched her hair, walked back and forth silently with her arms folded, her face looked like she was about to cry but also seemed to be smiling, she wanted to say something a few times, but in the end she just used Cover your mouth with your hands.In the end, she just stopped and turned to look at Clark, still without saying a word.Clark got up and walked over, wrapping her gently in his arms.

"I'm back." His voice was low but clear.

A slightly trembling arm climbed onto Clark's back and tightened, and then the cloth on his chest finally ushered in tears of joy.

"Welcome back."

"What are you going to do after that?"

Louise curled up on the sofa holding a cup, and the hot cocoa calmed her down a little.Clark was sitting next to her. The two of them nestled on the somewhat small sofa, their body heat seeping through the cloth and invading each other's skin. The news was reporting on the chaos in Gotham, and the translucent veil blurred the night The lights in the room, the familiar smell of detergent and freshener in the air, just like every night they spent together.

"Maybe I'm going to deal with someone with a false identity." Clark joked, sinking himself completely into the soft sofa, "I haven't figured out that I'm going to... I just... I don't know."

He put down the cup in his hand and stopped talking, looking up at the stains and water marks on the ceiling.Louise lowered her head slightly and concentrated on sipping the hot drink.The announcer on the TV was still talking endlessly, and they sat side by side on the sofa and leaned against each other, waiting to be completely engulfed by the darkness, just like every evening when there is no need to work overtime.

But something seems to never go back.

Louise knew it, she knew it when she opened the door, she knew it when she put the key in the lock, she knew it when Clark brought her home, she knew it when she took the ring off.She loved him, whether it was Clark or Superman, whether it was Kansas boy or Kryptonian, whether it was past, present or future.It's just that there is no going back.There are thousands of reasons that can be given, but each one seems so pale and weak.

"Clark, I..."

"It's all right, Lou, it's all right. I know, I know."

Clark's voice was as gentle as ever. Louise looked up at him and wanted to say something, but in the end she just pressed her lips together tightly, while Clark just looked up at the roof motionless.

"You have the right to make any choice." His blue eyes were slowly swallowed by the darkness, "Stay or move on. You should not be bound by anything, nor should you be buried alive by memories and sorrows. You deserve the best .”

Louise looked at him with a little sadness, she held Clark's cheek, and then gently, gently kissed the forehead that had been frowning.Then she stood up and let the heavy curtains drop, filling the small apartment with orange light.

"I'll call pizza later, would you like some?" She hugged the phone and finally showed a soft smile, "Or we can order a French one to celebrate someone's 'rebirth'."

"Maybe music and candlelight can be added." Clark also laughed, "Where is the storage room?"

"You really love old-fashioned romance." Louise pursed her lips pretending to be disgusted, and dialed the number. "The door on the right behind you, please make good use of your X vision."

"If allowed, I can also make good use of super speed." Clark raised an eyebrow at her mischievously, and spread his hands to show his achievements in a few seconds.

Louise, who was on the phone, decided not to give any positive feedback to this childish behavior.

"The violin version of "One Step Away"?" Louise was pleasantly surprised by this choice.

"Very surprised?"

"I just thought you weren't interested in tango." Louise put the phone away and walked towards Clark with a smile. "We still have a lot of time before dinner comes."

"Then would Miss Lane want to dance with me?" Clark bent slightly and held out a hand to her.

"Of course." Louis put his hand up without hesitation.

The melodious sound of the violin surrounded them, and the darkness and candlelight blurred each other's faces. They embraced each other and danced slowly and gradually became more intense.The curtains danced with the breeze they brought, and the figure moved lightly and vaguely across every reflective surface.In the final vibrato, the melted wax finally dripped down, staining the table runner, and the song ended.

When the doorbell rang, they slowly loosened their clenched fingers, and Louise hurried to answer the door.The shadow elongated by the dim light becomes lighter in color, and seems to be still entangled in the blurred boundary, and it seems that it never overlaps.