[Comprehensive British and American] The villain is beaten daily

Dating, eating, watching movies, visiting art exhibitions, and working overtime with him.

The red-haired girl propped her chin with one hand, and held the glass in her free hand. Her gray-green eyes stared at him without blinking, and she smiled softly.

"Clark." The girl drank the warm milk in the cup in one gulp, with a cute milk mustache dyed on her lips.

She licked away the traces of milk on her lips, and stretched out her arms to him.

"hug."

she says.

Clark Kent opened his eyes.

is a dream.

It was not the first time he had dreamed of Lydia.

In the past two years, he often dreamed of Lydia, the girl who left a strong mark in his life and then disappeared without a trace.

...little liar.

Lydia clearly said that she would be back soon.But in fact... she disappeared without a trace.

After saying goodbye to him that day in the small town of Smallville, Lydia disappeared completely.

At first Clark didn't know Lydia was missing.Until she really never showed up again.

Neither Lydia nor Lilith appeared again; even the legend of the "invisible man" in the previous period has calmed down.

She is really gone.

She didn't see Clark again, she didn't see Connor, she didn't see Lex.Lilith seems to be really dead.She originally only had a soul, and everything Clark knew about Lydia was told by herself.

Even Superman doesn't have many clues about Lydia.

The girl disappeared from his life like this, and he had to face up to his emotional changes, and when he began to think about how to face Lydia, she disappeared like this without a trace, without a trace.

She messed up Superman's thoughts, forcing Superman to think about her and read her, and then disappeared for two years.

Until now.

He heard Lydia's heartbeat.

The voice suddenly rang in his ears, it had been a long time away, but it made people feel so kind.

The man's expression was a little dazed, and then turned into a faint smile.

— Found you...little liar.

It's five o'clock in the afternoon in London time, and it's twelve o'clock in the United States time, and it's time for lunch break soon.

This is the "Daily Planet" newspaper office.Jim is Clark's best colleague. They had agreed to go to a newly opened store at noon to try, but before the lunch break, Clark stood up abruptly.

Obviously waiting for another 2 minutes is the normal rest time, but he didn't say anything, just walked out.When Jim chased him out, he didn't know where Clark had gone.

In fact, Clark took off his shirt, put on his Superman uniform, and traveled from the Metropolis to London at a speed that machines couldn't capture.

He broke open the window and saw the girl sleeping on the bed, who had changed from a soul into a life with a body, and also saw the red hood with a stiff expression, who was talking on the phone with Red Robin.

Jason Todd.

Batman's second Robin, the child who died at the hands of the Joker.

When the Justice League was formed, Robin was still Dick the Kid, but it wasn't long before the Teen Titans were formed, and the Robin of the Bat was replaced by Jason.The members of the Justice League all met Jason, code-named Robin, until the teenager died.

It was also at that time that Clark could hear Batman's heartbeat again. Even the later Red Robin Tim no longer had the design to isolate Superman's super vision and super hearing on his uniform.For Batman, who has a strong desire for control and pays great attention to his privacy, this is unbelievable for a while.Jason's death, at that time, really almost drove the bat crazy.

But he didn't, Batman finally stuck to his bottom line, still the Dark Knight; and the dead Robin, he came back.

In the past two years, many things have actually happened.Jason, who came back from the dead in the name of the Red Hood, was also the reason why Clark always believed that Lydia would come back.

Superman looked at Red Hood, who was sullen, and Lydia, who was rosy and deep in sleep.

His voice was very calm, very calm.

"Perhaps you can explain."

Jason dropped his phone on the ground, staring at Superman with vigilance.

He is no longer the little red bird he was in the past, and his current behavior and so on, have run counter to the "superhero".He'd gone to trouble with Batman before, but he never thought about confronting the other members of the Justice League, especially the "moral icon."

With vigilant dark blue eyes, Jason suppressed his voice: "There is nothing to explain. Just take her away."

The system's screams were heard clearly by the temporary host: [Jason!Tell me man!It will take another hour for Lydia's soul to adapt to her new body, and then she will wake up!By the way, tell me about the male god!Lydia is now with Baldy Luthor!point!close!Tie!All!without!have!up! 】

The system continued to scream: [And Lydia is gone!up!up!grown up!He could no longer say he thought Lydia was young and immature! 】

The black-haired and blue-eyed young man's mouth twitched. Under the tremendous pressure brought by Superman, he closed his eyes with emotions such as "why wasn't I the one who fell asleep" and "when will this mentally handicapped system get rid of?"

"Your girlfriend, I'll give it back to you," he concluded dryly, "It's eighteen, wake up in an hour."

Superman: "..."

The system let out a bewildered sound: [Jason, what you said... seems to be wrong. 】

That's right, it's a good paragraph to claim credit for the system, and Red Hood's summary seems to be suggesting that Superman commits a crime.

Clark glanced at Jason with indescribable eyes, leaned over and took the lost and recovered girl into his arms.

She has a ruddy complexion, and half-length ginger-red hair hangs down naturally on the back of her head. With the movement, a few strands of hair are pressed against her eyelids.The girl was really sound asleep, and her hair might have felt a little itchy. Lydia didn't wake up, she smacked her lips, and subconsciously rubbed against Clark's chest.

The red cloak wraps around Lydia, and they disappear into Red Hood's safehouse.

Jason was silent for a while, his phone vibrating in his palm.He didn't care, just shouted in the quiet room:

"system?"

No reply.

***

Lydia thought she had a good night's sleep.

In other words, she hasn't felt so comfortable and fast for a long time.

She was bathed in the warm and powerful breath, feeling warm from soul to body, so comfortable, it was as dreamy as Miss Cat could roll in catnip.

So... so comfortable.

From the soul to the body, the warm breath seems to have a unique energy, bit by bit to revive the girl's warmth.From the heart to the fingertips, the chest rises and falls gently, the eyelids tremble, and slowly open.

Those gray-green clear eyes gradually found their focus, reflecting Clark Kent's face.

He is still him.

The corners of Clark's lips curved slightly, and his clear blue eyes rested on Lydia's body, and Lydia's figure was everywhere in his eyes.His appearance has not changed much, he is wearing a red and blue uniform, and the golden S on his chest is not as bright as his eyes.He didn't wear the black-framed glasses to hide his identity, and his slightly long black hair was combed back, exposing his forehead, revealing his entire handsome face, while the curly bangs on his forehead swayed tenaciously and stubbornly in front of his forehead, showing absolute presence.

"Awake?" he asked.

Lydia shuddered and nearly rolled off the bed.

The red-haired girl's tongue was stiff, she pursed her lips, and gave a shallow, embarrassed smile.Then he looked away guiltily, sweeping back and forth.

This place... seems to be the Fortress of Solitude.

probably?Lydia wasn't so sure.

Under Clark's gaze, the red-haired girl licked her lips, her gray-green eyes were clear and innocent, as if the person who disappeared for two years was not her Lydia, but someone else.

Clark looked at her for a while, then reached out and ruffled her hair thoroughly.And the girl with a guilty conscience didn't dare to move, she looked at Superman with watery eyes, and pouted her mouth slightly, extremely innocent.

With a scream, she was picked up by Princess Superman and sent to a black technology machine for a thorough scan.

Well, I'm sure, it's indeed in the Fortress of Solitude.

The stiff body was finally able to be used, and Lydia's uniform was replaced with the clothes left in the Fortress of Solitude, and the fabric was as clean as new.Neither of them changed much, as if these two years had never disappeared.

And Superman also changed his uniform, wearing comfortable ordinary clothes, and brought the food to Lydia on a plate.

The little girl's eyes lit up.

—— Among other things, she has been wanting to eat for a long time!

Clark flipped through her body test report, glanced at Lydia, who was eating steak contentedly, and watched her eat everything on the plate before handing over the napkin.

The things on the table were moved away by the robot. Clark looked at the guilty Lydia and twitched his lips: "Is there nothing you want to tell me?"

Lydia stretched out her hand, her new body was so perfect that there was no defect at all, her callused fingers were white and delicate before, she leaned forward, and held Superman's hand under the table.

Lydia sent a smiling face, and her voice was deliberately soft:

"I'm sorry, Clark. I... I'm late."

With a bang, the innocent and poor table was overturned, and the man held her tightly in his arms.

In more than two years and nearly [-] days, those sweet and impressive memories took root and sprouted in my heart, and grew into towering trees that covered the sky; The emotion of love seems to be poured into the altar in the repeated thinking and memory, as if it is brewing alcohol, turning into absolute love and deep longing.

His chest heaved and he seemed to be calming himself down.Complicated and joyful emotions were brewing in the blue eyes of the clear sky.

She had left him alone for two years, yet she was able to touch his emotions so much.

Listening to her heartbeat, Clark slowly closed his eyes.

Lydia's face was pressed against his chest, and through the thin shirt, she could also hear the beating of Clark's heart, one by one, regular and strong, as if he existed.

"Clark?"

Lydia was a little embarrassed.

For her, the Clark she saw last time hadn't decided whether to accept her date invitation, but in the blink of an eye, Clark became so enthusiastic again, so enthusiastic that Lydia blushed.

But she was still lying on his strong chest, bathed in the breath of soul that he let her enjoy, her gray-green eyes were narrowed, with joy and satisfaction in her eyes, like a cat lady who was satisfied by rolling in the catnip bushes , the non-existent tail dangling.

It seems that Clark gave her the answer, the young girl thought so, and pulled her arm out of his arms with difficulty, wrapping it around his neck.

For a moment, the air was quiet.It seemed that there were only the two of them left in the whole world, intimate.

"Lydia."

"Eh?"

The man's chest vibrated, and his voice was slightly hoarse, resounding in her ears.

His steel-like arms were tightened, and the two of them were very close except for the barrier of the fabric. Even the sound of their heartbeats overlapped, and their breathing gradually blended.

他 说:

"hug."