[Zhongyingmei] Did Dachao confess today?

The eve of Halloween is always very lively.

Although the sky was only slightly dark, there were already many young girls who dressed themselves as monsters and ghosts in myths and legends and walked on the streets in the spacious streets of the metropolis.

Most of the people who dress themselves up as ghosts are girls and boys who are in high school, full of enthusiasm and have nowhere to rest. They dye their hair in colorful colors, paint their faces in strange ways, and wear strange costumes that they have been preparing for for a long time. Imitating the classic movie characters on TV and walking on the street, even thick ink can't hide the smiles on their faces.

If it were on other days, there would definitely be many people who would pay strange attention to them, but today, tonight is the eve of Halloween, which means that no matter what weird makeup they put on, how revealing or Strange clothes will not be cast a strange look by anyone.

Because it's a night of fun and fun.

Today's sky may also be celebrating this festival, and it has become extraordinarily clear, with the original heavy clouds disappearing without a trace. At this moment of dusk, Joshua even saw the faintly shining stars on the sky.

The child who turned himself into a small skeleton stumbled past Joshua, holding a little ghost in a white sheet in his hand, holding a small basket woven with rattan high in their hands, Joshua thought about that Probably for candy.

So when the two babies passed by, Joshua quietly put the candy in while they were not paying attention, with a nonchalant expression on his face.

The two children ran not far away and suddenly let out a scream of surprise, Joshua heard it immediately, he didn't say anything, but a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He thought he could hide from the children's eyes with his little tricks, but he couldn't hide from Martha who was watching him. The old lady with snow-white temples squinted her eyes under the reading glasses and smiled quietly.

So cute, she thought.

Joshua helped Martha put the luggage in Clark's apartment and left together, because there was still some food for dinner that hadn't been bought-this was due to the carelessness of Clark and the rush to get off work to have free time Joshua——So Joshua plans to go out to the street to buy some pumpkins and toffee apples for pumpkin pie, and it is best to buy some high-quality beef and mutton to make a hearty barbecue.

The aroma is tangy, and just thinking about it makes people drool. Joshua thought that Clark must like it after a busy day.

In the beginning, Joshua wanted to let Martha, who was exhausted by boats and cars, take a good rest and didn’t plan to let her go out. He even soaked sweet honey water and thick wool pads, and he even turned on the TV. , Martha just needs to sit comfortably on the soft sofa cushions and watch TV at home.

But Martha is an unusual woman. Although she is over 50 years old, she is still very energetic, with a wise and gentle light in her warm brown eyes.

"Don't take me for an old man." Martha said: "Don't look at me with gray hair, but I can still drive a tractor and work in the cornfield for a day!"

When she said this, her back was very straight, and Joshua even inadvertently thought that maybe Clark’s straight back might have been learned from the Kents. It still looks so radiant, as if it has never aged.

Her soul was still so young and full of life.

So Joshua decided to take a walk with Martha, and accompany Martha to see the scenery of the metropolis by the way.

"It's still a child."

Martha, who was standing beside Joshua, looked at the little luotou who was running and jumping away, feeling a little emotional.

Sometimes looking at young and healthy children always makes adults can't help but think of themselves when they were young, and Martha is the same. She looks at the street wearing hot pants and stockings, with oil paint on her face and mouth Holding a lollipop and laughing with their companions, the girls who are not afraid of the cold air in late autumn can't help but have a little nostalgia in their eyes.

"Halloween candy back then wasn't as varied as it is now."

But she didn't say it, because of the happiness of different ages and different ages.

The sweet scent of candies wafted from far away on the street, from Wonka's candy shop in the distance, and Joshua smelled maltose, chocolate and licorice from that scent.

He thought for a while, then turned his head slightly to show Martha next to him a reserved and brilliant smile, and then extended an inviting gesture.

"May I?"

Joshua speaks elegantly, with a London accent he learned from his former comrade-in-arms John Watson. His pale golden eyelashes are long and curled up, and his blue eyes reflect the small lights around him, as if hiding in his eyes. A sea of ​​stars.

"Ma'am, may I walk with you for a while?"

He expected Martha to hold his arm, so that he could take Martha for a stroll around the long and extremely bustling streets of the metropolis—he hoped that this would make Martha happier, just like going back home. to young age.

Surprise appeared on Martha's face, she was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted quickly, and put her hand in Joshua's arm with the corner of her mouth curled up.

"Oh...thank you." Martha stroked the hair hanging from her ears behind her ears with her hands, her back was still straight, and there were tears in her eyes.

"I think of my husband—that is, Clark's father, Jonathan." Martha said lightly, "The first time he asked me out was also on Halloween, and we walked all the way arm in arm."

Even for a lifetime, they held each other's arms like this, supporting each other as they walked.

Martha speaks with a unique rhythm that makes people unable to help listening carefully. Joshua is attracted by the stories Martha tells. He and Martha walk on the street until they reach the Wonka candy shop. Back to God.

The candy store is so lively, adults bring children, girls accompany girls, girls pull boyfriends, couples are walking in the candy store, there are yellow jack-o-lanterns hanging on the ceiling of the store, and the lights are also warm yellow , Just looking at it is very warm.

"Martha." Joshua stopped and extended an invitation to the amiable old lady beside him: "Can you accompany me in to have a look?"

Of course, Martha did not refuse, so the two walked into Wonka's candy store together, the door was pushed open by the two, and the doorbell rang.

The shop owner is a fat uncle with a white beard. Joshua guessed that a large part of the reason why he is so fat is because he opened a candy shop. In front of you, it is only natural that you can't help but taste it.

The white beard uncle is still introducing to the guests: "This is the chocolate candy that I just shipped back from the Wonka Chocolate Factory in England two days ago - Mr. Wonka's new invention for Halloween!"

He danced the introduction, the white beard trembled around his mouth, and Joshua couldn't help laughing.

However, his expression is exaggerated, but the candy is not ambiguous at all. He is indeed a genius candy inventor. Mr. Willy Wonka always has a lot of whimsical ideas in his mind, such as the so-called Halloween special candy introduced now .

The round chocolate ball looks ordinary, but it shatters with a light tap of your finger. The dark chocolate on the outside is broken, revealing the clever and chic little skulls and pumpkins made of toffee inside, etc. Halloween symbols.

Joshua even saw the little toffee skull inside and opened his mouth to let out a strange and eerie laugh, which lasted for about two or three seconds, and then the laughter ended.

Joshua was stunned and thought, this is not a special candy for Halloween, this is clearly a work of art placed in a glass display case at home.

The kids liked it so much that they pestered their parents to buy them two.

Joshua was also very interested, and quickly grabbed two chocolate candies. He made up his mind to put the candies in a glass display case for safekeeping.

In addition to these, Joshua and Martha also looked around, what kind of candy that will never be eaten up, what kind of bubble gum that can never be blown, and even a variety of fudge that tastes like meals.

Looking at the candy introduction, even the nutritional content is the same.

Martha is fascinated, she never knew that there are so many weird candies in this world, after all, when she was young, Mr Wonka was still young, and when Mr Wonka became famous, Martha seldom ate candies up.

The doorbell of Wonka's Candy Store rang again, and a tall man walked in from the outside. He was still a little cold, and walked straight towards Joshua and Martha who were looking at the candies.

Through a long, blurred glass panel, the man took a deep breath.

He was a little at a loss, standing behind the frosted glass screen and poking his head out to look at Joshua and Martha quietly. His clear blue eyes seemed to be shining with water, and he watched Joshua and Martha closely. back view.

No one would believe that this tall man didn't love the two people who were picking out candy.

As if taking a deep breath gave the man courage, he finally made a sound with pursed lips.

He softly called the two names: "Martha, Joshua."

The familiar voice made Martha and Joshua turn their heads, and they saw the blurred figure behind the glass baffle, and the half face exposed was the two of them most familiar.

Clark stood there in a gray coat, smiling at Martha and Joshua, the orange lights of the store reflected in his crooked blue eyes.

He said, "I'm here."

On the way back to Clark’s apartment, Clark always followed Joshua and Martha closely, his blue eyes were like scanners, he looked at Martha and Joshua from left to right, top to bottom again.

That look gave Joshua the illusion that Clark hadn't seen him for a long time.

However, in the morning, the two of them hugged each other and exchanged a sweet good morning kiss.

The breeze rolled up the withered and yellow leaves that fell from the ground, and they swayed and fell on Joshua's hair.

Clark stretched out his hand and gently picked off the fallen leaf, and the next second his warm and soft hand held Clark's palm.

Clark's palm was dry and warm, and there was a sense of security in his hand.

"Clark?" Joshua looked up at him, the corners of his rosy lips curled up in a sweet arc, and he looked at Clark curiously and asked.

"What's wrong with you? Feeling weird?"

Clark couldn't help but stiffen his body, but soon he smiled naturally: "Because every time I see you, I feel overwhelmed."

Joshua said the same things about love, and Joshua usually followed him, and he was a little excited in his heart, but today he and Clark were not the only ones. After all, Clark’s old mother, Martha, stood by and looked at them with a smile. two.

"What nonsense?" Joshua whispered, "Your mother is still here."

Clark just smiled and shook his head.

Martha has good ears, but when she heard Joshua's words, she didn't care at all: "It's okay, you two just pretend that I don't exist."

When it was over, Martha blinked and showed a veiled smile.

But Clark also cared a lot about his old mother. He looked at Martha with tears in his eyes.

"Martha, I miss you too." He opened his arms and hugged Martha tightly.

Martha's smile was gentle and loving. She also hugged her tall adopted son tightly, and patted Clark on the back as if to comfort the child.

He also said: "Such a big person, why do you still want to hug your mother?"

Clark said sullenly, "I just want to hug you."

This has attracted a lot of attention, probably feeling that more and more people are betting here. In order to avoid too much attention, Joshua and Martha took Clark home first.

Joshua has cleaned up the small apartment. There are soft pumpkin pillows on the sofa, pumpkin-shaped candle holders on the table, and delicious pumpkin pies and butter biscuits are still baked in the kitchen.

The warm lights make the home warm and comfortable, and there is a sweet smell in the air.

Clark sat on the sofa and watched Joshua and Martha walking around. He stared blankly at the furnishings in the room for a while, and touched the upholstery Masha woven himself on the sofa.

Martha saw the confused look on Clark's face.

"Clark, how about the soup I cooked?" Joshua was cutting meat in the kitchen, and before he had time to look at the soup on the stove, he called Clark to have a look.

Clark woke up from a dream, sat up from the sofa and walked towards the kitchen. He walked to the stove, and the pumpkin soup in the pot was steaming, giving off a sweet smell.

"It's ready." Clark said, "Is there anything I need to do?"

Joshua didn't look back, the knife in his hand collided with the cutting board and made a bang bang bang sound.

"You find the soup pot with the moon painted on it, and put the soup into the pot with a spoon, okay?"

Of course Clark said yes.

Joshua waited for a long time, only to hear the sound of Clark opening the cabinet.

He looked back and found Clark standing there bewildered and dejected, his frown mixed with a bit of heartbreaking sadness.

"I can't find it." Clark panicked, "Where is it?"

Joshua was taken aback for a moment, he thought for a while, then naturally walked to the drawer on the other side, bent down and took out the bottom soup pot.

"Sorry, Clark." Joshua showed an apology: "I changed it when I packed it up yesterday."

The expression on Clark's face was somewhat complicated, but he still smiled at Joshua.

"Really?" His voice was light and fluttering, as if he was about to disappear.

Joshua touched his icy cheek with distressed eyes.

"Are you tired?"

Joshua turned back and took out a toffee apple candy from the shopping bag. The bright red apple was wrapped in caramel-colored toffee, which looked delicious.

Joshua unwrapped the plastic and put the candy in Clark's mouth.

"Eat some sugar." Joshua smiled at Clark, "Sugar will drive away your unhappiness."

Clark was stunned, then opened his mouth and bit the red candy apple.

"Is it delicious?" Joshua asked.

Clark only saw Joshua's crooked blue eyes. He had no idea what apple candy tasted like, but he subconsciously replied, "Yes, it's delicious."

Joshua smiled even more happily.

"That's good."

Martha in the living room spoke out, her voice full of helplessness.

"Clark, come out, don't disturb Joshua."

His mother had already spoken, and Clark gave Joshua a nostalgic look before walking out of the kitchen.

Martha stood in front of him, still holding a woolen sweater, her warm brown eyes were full of tenderness and kindness.

"Try it quickly, does it fit?" Martha said, "I knit it with wool from home, and I'm always worried that it won't fit you."

When Clark took over the warm and thick woolen sweater, the pendulum clock in the living room pointed to exactly eight o'clock, and a crisp bell sounded.

He grabbed the woolen sweater and smiled at Martha: "Okay, Martha. I'll try it."

Clark took the cardigan and walked into the familiar yet unfamiliar bedroom. He closed the door and leaned against the door, closing his eyes and panting. He felt that the air around him seemed to be covered with sticky glue that blocked his mouth and nose, and his body seemed to be covered by a mountain. Pressing it made him gasp heavily.

The bell rang, and Clark thought it was time to wake up from his dream.

He slowly raised his head and looked out of the bedroom window.

Standing outside the window was a person who looked exactly like him, and those blue eyes that were exactly the same as Clark's were looking at him fiercely with monstrous anger, as if they wanted to rush in and tear him to pieces.

That's the real Clark Kent of this universe.

Clark—also Superman, thought indifferently.

What a damn lucky bastard.

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