[Zhongyingmei] Did Dachao confess today?

Joshua put the blue crystal bracelet he bought at random in his pocket.

The night became more and more dizzy, and the darkness of the night gradually swallowed up the orange sunset, leaving only a red line in the sky, but soon, that red line was also swallowed by the night.

As soon as it got dark, the temperature began to drop sharply, and the lights on the street in the distance could not illuminate the square very well, so the square was a bit dark, but some things could still be seen clearly.

Joshua didn't know how long he had been sitting here, probably half an hour. He rubbed his hands together and blew warm air into his palms.

He is a little cold.

The cold wind in late autumn blew the trees around, and the withered leaves finally broke free from the shackles of the branches and ran to the ground without hesitation. Joshua lowered his eyes, took out his mobile phone and started to read the news.

The speed of the Daily Planet is always very fast, probably because it is full of curiosity and desire to find out about the heroes in its own city. Every time Superman appears, the reporter of the Daily Planet will always reach the location as quickly as possible and then report.

Now, too, Joshua hasn't waited for Clark to come back, and the Daily Planet report on Superman on Twitter has already come out.

At around [-] o'clock this afternoon, Superman rushed to the side of a train that had broken down. When the train was about to collide with another train, he successfully prevented the tragedy from happening and saved the lives of the people on the two trains.

Superman in the video had to stay temporarily to answer the reporter's questions. He was very eloquent, and he didn't change his face when the microphone was about to be handed to him. He answered the reporter's questions calmly, not at all calm and shy as usual A shy little reporter.

After all, who would believe that a timid, honest and shy little reporter would be the superman in the video who is so powerful in front of the camera and can single-handedly save the two people in the car?

If it were Joshua back then, he wouldn't believe it either.

In the video, Clark didn't talk much with the reporter. After a brief chat, he seemed to hear something in his ear again. He just nodded at the reporter and then soared into the sky.

Joshua thought that maybe Clark heard another cry for help somewhere.

He carefully watched Clark, who was only briefly shown for a minute or two in the video, and then the video paused, and he used a screenshot tool to quietly capture the clip of Clark in it.

In the photo, Clark's eyes are as blue as the deep sea under the sun, and also like a flawless and expensive sapphire.It's just that there is no gentle smile on his face as usual, but a little cold, his blue eyes don't look at the camera very much, and he looks a little distracted.

Joshua saw God for a moment. He always felt that Clark's expression was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but Clark always had a bright and cheerful look when facing him, and his smile was warmer than the sunshine in June.

Maybe I'm thinking too much.

Joshua thought.

There was a rush of chaotic footsteps behind him, how could Joshua, who had lived with Clark for so long, not hear it, he closed the photo album, put his phone in his pocket, and looked back at the trotting over Clark.

He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses that never leave his body, his clothes are messy, his tie is crooked, and his hair is upturned in a mess. He looks extremely depressed.

"Joshua!" Clark ran over, apologetic and anxious.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Clark noticed Joshua's hand that was red from the cold, and he held it distressedly, but he didn't dare to exert any strength.

He came back too late.

Clark thought to himself that he should go faster so as not to waste too much time.On the way to save people, Clark kept thinking that Joshua would sit here and wait for a long time, alone, whether he would feel lonely and unhappy.

Because he kept thinking about this, he answered the reporter's questions carelessly, but returned to his heart like an arrow, so after doing what he had to do to save lives, Clark flew back to the metropolis on the east coast from the westernmost tip of the United States without stopping. .

His fingers were indeed cold, but Clark was a human body heater, and his palms were hot. Joshua's slightly stiff fingers quickly regained consciousness in his palms, and there was a burst of fine and dense needle-like pain at the fingertips. .

"You can actually go home first." Clark said to Joshua, "There's no need to wait for me here all the time."

Clark held Joshua's hands tightly, and as soon as he lowered his nose, he touched Joshua's soft and fluffy blond hair.

He subconsciously rubbed twice.

Joshua didn't pay attention to his little gesture, and looked at Clark wrapping his big palm, feeling sweet in his heart: "I just want to wait for you."

After finishing speaking, he raised his finger and pointed to the huge Superman statue on the square. He looked a little shy, and his voice was low and intermittent, probably because he was afraid that people would find out. Although there were very few people in the square, Joshua stood on tiptoe Clark whispered.

"Also, I can see you here too."

Clark was speechless for a moment.

Joshua can always touch his heart in the most appropriate place. The heart that used to be calm in the past will always have ripples when facing Joshua, and Clark is willing to do so.

"Is...really?" Clark stammered.

Joshua took out the hand that was warmed by Clark, and then reached for Clark's collar. The white shirt was crumpled, and the tie was casually tilted to one side.So Joshua moved closer to Clark, carefully tidied up his collar and fastened his messy tie, and patted Clark on the shoulder with satisfaction.

He was very serious when he did these things, his warm fingers gently brushed Clark's skin, causing Clark to hold his breath unknowingly, watching Joshua's curled eyelashes in a daze.

"Okay, let's go home." Joshua said with satisfaction.

He was just about to turn around and pick up the thing on the side, but his wrist was grabbed by Clark.

Joshua looked back in confusion, but Clark kissed his lips lightly. It wasn't a passionate French kiss that seemed to melt people, but a gentle peck, peck and peck again and again, with pity the taste of.

Joshua was stunned, then closed his eyes.

What a beautiful kiss, but even if it was so simple, Joshua felt like he was going to melt.

Clark kissed several times in a row, the kiss finally fell on Joshua's forehead, and then he whispered: "Let's go home."

When I got home, I closed the door to cut off the cold wind and low temperature outside.

Joshua has already prepared the pumpkin pie, cranberry moss jam and pudding for Thanksgiving one day in advance, and now there is only this turkey left. The turkey has been cleaned up by the people in the supermarket, Joshua All you have to do is stuff it to the brim, smear it with the prepared sauce, and bake it in the oven.

The two worked hard for more than two hours, and finally brought a turkey to the table. The table was filled with golden pumpkin pie, pudding, and Joshua's egg tart and berry pie made with jam.

The variety is rich, but two people can't eat it.

Sitting on the table, Clark and Joshua sat on the table and looked at each other, but felt a little deserted.

Joshua: "I..."

Clark: "I..."

The two spoke in unison. They glanced at each other in surprise as soon as they made their voices, and then said at the same time: "Clark/Joshua, you go first."

It was so interesting, Clark and Joshua laughed together, and when they finished laughing, the two said again: "Why don't you bring these things to Bruce and the others together?"

The two are really in harmony.

After saying this, both of them understood, and immediately stood up from the table and began to tidy up the egg tarts, pumpkin pies and puddings that were on the table in an orderly manner.

"Barry likes to eat sweets, so pack more egg tarts for him."

"Diana's taste is lighter, more pumpkin pie?"

"Hal doesn't pick his mouth, he pretends to be a little bit."

"Bruce? Bruce probably won't eat it, but Dick loves these treats."

"And Tony! Tony likes blueberries the most. I'll prepare more jam and blueberry pie for him."

The two of them got together and said one sentence to the other, packed up the extra delicious food, and then carefully put everything in the insulated box.

This box is quite big, has good insulation performance, and has a built-in heating function. Thanks to Wayne Group, which is proficient in all kinds of martial arts, the quality is guaranteed.

Although the price is also surprisingly beautiful.

The heavy box was lifted by Clark with one hand, it seemed to him as light as a feather, and with the other hand, he wanted to use his arms around Joshua.

Joshua changed into warm clothes, put on a pair of cotton gloves, and was fully armed to prevent the cold air from intruding. After doing this, he stretched out his hands and hugged Clark's neck tightly. Then Clark clasped his waist with one hand, and flew into the night sky with just a touch of his feet.

For the second time, Joshua completely lost his previous timidity. His eyes seemed to be shining because of the excitement, and he even screamed twice because of the excitement.

Superman goes straight to the express, which is much more exciting than doing a roller coaster.

The first place the two of them visited was Bruce's Wayne Manor. Clark carefully flew over Gotham, hiding his figure in the clouds, and went straight to Wayne Manor, which covers an area of ​​several thousand square meters.

When he landed on the grass of Wayne Manor, Joshua's heart was pounding. The thrill of flying at such a high speed made his adrenaline soar, and his face flushed with excitement.

The old butler Alfred opened the door of Wayne Mansion. He was wearing a neat black suit, his silver hair was combed meticulously, and he smiled kindly at Joshua and Clark standing at the door.

"Welcome to Wayne Manor as a guest." The old butler's eyes fell on the hands of the two tightly holding each other, and the smile on his face was much more kind.

"Hello, Mr. Kent, Mr. Sisi."

Joshua was a little nervous for the first time, but Clark squeezed his hand tightly as a reassurance.

The two walked in without saying anything, and then there was the sound of footsteps descending the stairs. Joshua followed the sound and saw Dick, who had grown up a lot, bouncing down the stairs. Joshua was terrified, fearing that he would accidentally roll down the stairs.

If you break your arm, it's not worth the loss.

Dick was so pleasantly surprised. Alfred had told him that Superman and Joshua were coming, but he didn't quite believe it.

"Superman! Dr. Joshua!"

Dick rushed over, with unconcealable excitement and joy on his face.

He just yelled twice, and then braked the car two meters away from Clark and the others, standing upright obediently, but he couldn't hide his joy on his youthful face.

"Why are you here?" Dick asked.

So Clark lifted the box in his hand and said with a smile, "The gift for Thanksgiving is of course the best to eat on that day."

While Clark was talking, Bruce also came out of the Batcave and went into the family living room.

"Hi! Bruce!" Clark greeted the stern-faced Bruce: "Joshua and I felt that we should thank you for your help on Thanksgiving, so we came here to give you gifts."

The son of Krypton's smile is three points brighter than the sun.

But it's useless to Batman, Bruce has a straight face, he doesn't welcome Clark always running towards him, but seeing Joshua next to Clark, Bruce endured and endured, and still didn't say "Hurry up!" Get out of my Gotham," he said.

Forget it this time.

Bruce thought.

It's Thanksgiving after all.

He looked at Dick, who couldn't hide his excitement, and motioned to Clark with his eyes: "This is not an example."

Clark blinked, understanding.

Slowly, a large package of gifts was handed to Bruce by Joshua.

"I don't know what your taste is, so I took a little of each." Joshua said, "Thank you for your usual help, Bruce."

"Happy Thanksgiving Day!"

Facing the gentle and gentle doctor, Bruce couldn't keep his face straight. He took the package full of snacks and nodded slightly, as if his face frozen in ice and snow was no longer stiff, and the edges and corners were slightly softened.

"Yeah." He paused and said, "Happy Thanksgiving."

It's not easy to get Batman's holiday blessing, Clarke sighed in his heart, and regretted not being able to take pictures of this scene as a souvenir.

His thoughts were too easy to guess, Bruce looked at Clark, his expression turned cold, and he shot the knife straight.

Clark grinned stupidly.

Bruce: ...

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Joshua didn't forget about Dick, he put a bag for Dick alone, and there were all his favorite things in it.

If Bruce wasn't here, Dick could do two backflips in place.

"Happy Thanksgiving!" Joshua winked at Dick and smiled.

The little doctor is completely based on Dick's aesthetic point. Seeing the little doctor smile, Dick's heart is broken. After holding back for a long time, he finally said: "Doctor Joshua, if you break up with Superman, can I pursue you?" ?”

It was so bold, Dick even forgot about the idol he had always admired, and wanted to pry the idol's corner.

After all, who doesn't love a good wife and mother.

Clark's face darkened, he gritted his teeth and pulled the unexpected Joshua, and said to Dick, "We won't break up."

Dick chuckled: "What if?"

Clark: ...

Clark: ………

Clark laughed angrily, the brat is quite courageous.

Joshua first answered for Clark: "Nothing in case."

He patted Dick's little head and said with a smile: "You will meet someone you really like in the future."

Dick sighed, he was afraid that he would follow the character of his adoptive father in the future, and would be scared away if he met anyone he liked in the future.

"Really?" Dick asked sadly again.

This time, Clark didn't need to say anything, Bruce knocked his adopted son on the head first.

"Dick."

Without saying anything, Dick shut up.

Things and blessings have been delivered, Joshua and Clark bid farewell to Bruce and the others, and started to run towards Tony in New York again.

With half his arms around Joshua's waist, Clark nodded to Bruce, and flew into the sky in the next second.

Bruce watched the dots in the sky gradually disappear before entering the house with the old housekeeper.

"Good boy." The old housekeeper took out a handkerchief and sighed, wiping the tears that didn't exist in the corners of his eyes.

"Mr. Sisi is such a good boy."

While talking, the old butler walked slowly behind Bruce: "When can I see such a scene in Wayne Manor?"

Bruce: ...

Don't rush, don't rush.

Because of Thanksgiving, nothing happened in Gotham tonight. After all, one side of the bully also needs to have a happy holiday, and it’s not too late to make troubles in the future.

This calm demeanor won't please one of Arkham's regular clients, though.

In the room at the deepest part of the corridor, the gentleman in a striped hospital gown held a telescope and didn't know what to look at, and kept chanting: "Boring, Boring—"

The green hair seemed to have faded because it hadn't been dyed for a long time, and the tail of the hair was slightly yellow.

"Gotham — it's so boring."

Holding the binoculars in one hand, he frantically scratched the whitewashed wall with the other. There were already dense scratches on it, dug out with his fingers.

"Let me see, how can I bring a little joy to my little bat?"

As if he saw something, the mouth that had been muttering to himself suddenly became silent, and within a few seconds, the lips that seemed to be smeared with blood began to curl up crazily, and there were long scars on both sides of the mouth, extending until pale cheeks.

"Whoa - whoa -" the clown laughed, sharp and piercing.

"Look! Look what I saw—!"

As if seeing something interesting, the clown threw away the binoculars in his hand and lay back and forth on the single bed, laughing. Crazy laughter almost spread throughout Arkham.

"It was so much fun—so much fun!"

The clown laughed for a long time, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he finally stopped laughing wildly.

"It's not bad, it's not bad." The clown said softly: "Sometimes the little bat is too boring, it's not bad to play with someone else."

作者有话要说：我觉得你们肯定会担心，但是放心，肯定是HE。感谢在2020-10-2123:41:25~2020-10-2423:32:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I resigned from Chang'an to come to one;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Dang Yu Zi Gui 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!