Jason tried not to stare at Supergirl so impolitely, but he just couldn't take his eyes off Kara's soft, slightly curly blond hair.

Ding-dong springs of living water, slightly sour wine, ivory-carved lilies—

These beautiful things in Jason's memory emerged one by one, but they all seemed eclipsed in front of Kara.

Jason breathed lightly unconsciously, and took a step forward cautiously.

He didn't know what he wanted to say, moved his lips, but found that he had been staring at her impolitely, so he turned his face stiffly.

Cara's smile deepened, she blinked her left eye at Jason, and gently knocked on the window, "I'm Carla Al."

Jason stared at her blankly, his eyes focused on Carla's rose-like lips.

"You can call me Carla." She opened the window and stepped lightly on the window frame without being bound by gravity at all. The crimson cloak stretched out in the air, swinging gracefully.

"Kara." Jason tried to look calm.

"Dick told me you've always liked me—" She paused, holding out her hand to Jason, "I hope I didn't disappoint you."

Disappointed?

How can it be?Supergirl is the most beautiful existence he has ever seen in his life, and the hymns he has read are cheering loudly——

Kara held out her hand to Jason: "Dick said he wanted to give you a special gift, but I can't think of anything good."

"Are you afraid of heights?" She asked a little abruptly.

"No." Jason felt his tongue was a little stiff, "Of course not."

"That's really good." Kara raised her body slightly and reached out to Jason. Her fingers were more beautiful than the pearls in the crown.

"hold my hand."

Jason complied.

He felt a huge force that pulled him outwards, a bit like falling from the stairs last time... No, it was completely different, he felt that a thousand nightingales were singing beside his ears.

Last time he was falling.

"What I like most about this planet is that she gives us the ability to fly." Kara's voice sounded light and energetic, "I like the feeling of flying."

Jason showed a small smile unconsciously, "No one doesn't like it."

This time he's on the rise.

There is no wind that can cut people, no screams and pain - the airflow is soft and docile against Jason's body, Kara has already taken him to a relatively high altitude, but he didn't feel anything at all. cold.

He moved his fingers.

Kara seemed to know Jason's question: "Kryptonians have a special biological force field, and you are in my position now."

Are all Kryptonians this warm?

Jason raised his eyes and looked at the sun. Looking at the sun from this angle, there is no sadness at all. The clouds are rendered in various layers of red, mixed with pink and purple, mixed together... a bit like ice cream?

Kara: "Ice cream?"

Jason was taken aback, when did he say what he thought?

"It's kind of like that," Kara said. "I'm going to go away for a moment, and you can close your eyes."

Jason lowered his eyes and looked at his feet.

He understood what Kara meant, and he would fall after Supergirl left.

"I promise, it's just a blink of an eye." Kara floated among the clouds in an extremely graceful posture, "Trust me."

Trembling and excitement crazily overflowed from the depths of his heart, and rushed into the brain along the blood vessels. Jason stared at those eyes that seemed to gather all the light in the world, and nodded.

"I believe you." Jason rolled his eyes, "but there's no need to close them."

Kara gave a smile that could melt leaden hearts—

Jason's eyes were filled with red——

It's not the kind of rusty, disgusting dark red, this kind of red is brilliant and brilliant, it contains infinite light and heat, it's hot and bright like the sun——

Jason stretched out his hand and grabbed the piece of red with a kind of supreme joy, which infected him so much that he couldn't help laughing and baring his teeth. Although he felt the same weightlessness as last time, the piece of red It has been firmly occupying his line of sight.

He suddenly realized that his falling speed was getting slower and slower, so he turned his head, and the blue-eyed girl was looking at him slyly, and then showed the angry expression of a failed prank.

"It really didn't scare you." She said vaguely, her fingers loosening the hair around the side of her neck.

Jason relaxed, and lazily handed the cloak in his hand to Kara, furrowed his eyebrows, and made a fearful expression, "Is this so?"

Kara laughed out loud at him.

"Yeah." She took out two ice creams from behind her back like magic, "Strawberry and orange, with a little vanilla."

The color of the ice cream mixed together is exactly the same as the cloud just now.

Kara led Jason up slowly again, and returned to the position just now. Unfortunately, those clouds had been blown away. She wrinkled her nose unhappily, and bit the ice cream as if to vent her anger.

Jason couldn't help laughing. He followed Carla's example and took a big bite, "That's enough."

"Are your requirements always so low?" Kara gave Jason a reproachful look, and dragged him to fly at an extremely fast speed. There was no reference in the air, and it was difficult for Jason to realize how far he had flown.

He soon realized Kara's intentions.

Supergirl is pulling those drifting clouds back.

Jason's eyes widened slightly. He had never imagined this kind of scene when he was a child - he had indeed received the best gift.

The green-eyed youth and the blond girl sat on the clouds and ate ice cream of the same color as the clouds.

**

After Kara left, Jason's sanity slowly came back, but the feeling of lightness still existed in his heart.

Dick waved his hand in front of his eyes, "How is it?"

Tim stopped working, looked at Jason with interest, and sighed, "Kryptonians."

They are incompatible with human beings, but they conform to the image of human beings in religion. They are gods walking in the world, and they are the best appearances that human beings have exhausted their imaginations——

In fact, what Tim had said to fool Jason before was not at all watery. He really wanted to have a Kryptonian. Anyone who had seen Clark and Kara would be amazed at the perfection of a Kryptonian, and Tim was no exception.

Every Robin should have a Superman!

Jason patted Dick's hand away, and then felt a little uncomfortable. This gift is too precious, and he can't thank him enough.

At the same time, he desperately hopes to abduct a Kryptonian from Lex, but it’s not possible to copy a little bit of Superman’s genes. Kara’s perfection makes him firmly believe that——

As long as there are Kryptonians!His everyday life was heaven!

system:……

How to say.

It doesn't have the heart to destroy Jason's beautiful imagination, but Kryptonians really can't be like Kara and Clark, the rebellious young Connor who likes to wear leather clothes, Joe who quarrels with Damian every day, and the brains with flaws. zaro -

Compared with Kara, these people are simply the gap between reality and ideals.

When will Luthor be able to stand up? This is unscientific. Even the ability can be copied. Why does the final result always become weird?

And why is he so persistent in mixing his own genes when creating Kryptonians?

The difficulty of cloning is obviously much lower.

Maybe the strange Kryptonian he made is because of his genes...

The system was lost in thought.

As it meditated, it went to the banquet, and Tim was still late for a while, but no one expressed dissatisfaction with it, and Lex even came over to say hello to him.

Clark hid in the corner until he saw Tim, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Kryptonians don't seem to have been created yet.

Before he could fully exhale, he saw Jason holding champagne and chatting with an unknown lady——

Clark choked inwardly: "!"

Isn't Robin the only one who made Kryptonian?He pushed his glasses and scanned the entire venue carefully. The more he watched, the more shocked he became, and he was shocked for a whole year.

Dick wore the glasses he gave him, and blended in the crowd like a fish in water. Not far away, the source of cheers that erupted from time to time was Tony Stark, and there was a trembling young man sitting on the sofa... Oh, that's Spider-Man , the person who came over to say hello to him was Oliver Quinn.

Ah this...

A dinner party hosted by Lex Luthor, and so many superheroes again.

Clark instinctively touched his chest. This scene really gave him a psychological shadow. A long time ago, he and Bruce Diana participated in this person's charity party, and ended up being covered in steel bats and pinned in the bathroom. beat.

It hurts.

In addition, there are always people who are particularly interested in their genes - when it comes to this, Clark is very confused. Who is the one who owns the genetic book?

He has lived honestly in this world for more than 20 years with the genetic book and has not created a Kryptonian. Now the hope is getting slimmer, but what happened to that Luther?

Did Rao recognize the wrong person?

No matter what he thinks, he feels that he can't deal with it passively. No one can predict what will happen when these people gather together. Maybe he will be a bachelor when he comes, and he will be the father of three children when he leaves——

No, don't think about it, the grass has already grown.

Clark quickly called up a picture from his memory to cool down his brain.

—— Batman's eyes of disapproval.jpg.

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