[Zhongyingmei] Did Dachao confess today?

Clark hasn't had a dream for a long time.

To be precise, he has not tried sleep, a physiological activity necessary for human beings, for a long time.

Because he dare not sleep.

Even a Kryptonian gets tired, though sleep doesn't do much for Clark.

So every time Clark floats out of the atmosphere and looks at the beautiful azure planet that he and his companions are trying to protect, he can't help but think, maybe I should rest.

But when he closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep, his vision would be replaced by a depressing and dark scene in an instant.

The scorched dead wood stretched ferociously towards the gray and hazy sky like a pair of withered hands, the black soil seemed to have no end in sight exuding a thick scorched smell, and the dilapidated ruins burned with faint blue flames, mercilessly devouring only There was a little flammable debris left, Clark stood in the ruins, he tried to leave here, but his stiff and numb legs couldn't move at this moment, because his legs were imprisoned, he only wanted to Looking down, he could see countless white bones piled up under his feet and buried to the root of his thigh.

Those white bones locked his legs firmly, and then a pair of pale and slender hands wrapped around Clark's waist from behind. He could feel the cold body embracing him behind him, as well as the faint scent of lemon as always.

The blond young man hugging him behind him gently rubbed against Clark's side face coquettishly as before, calling his name as a human in a low voice.

Joshua yelled, "Clark."

Clark couldn't help but look back at his lover, even though he knew what he'd see when he did.

He turned around stiffly, reached out to hug Joshua's cold body in his arms, kissed Joshua's temples over and over again, and murmured Joshua's name over and over again.

However, the lover in his arms just looked at him quietly, those clear eyes that were as pure as the sky were replaced by hollow darkness, and two tears of blood flowed out of the black eye sockets.

Joshua said, "Do you love me, Clark?"

Clark said: "I love you, I love you the most in this world."

Of course Clark loves him, as long as Joshua wants to, he is even willing to take out his heart for Joshua to see, he wants Joshua to know how much he loves him, his heart beats for Joshua.

So he kissed Joshua lightly over and over again, from his temples to Joshua's soft red lips and from his red lips to the corners of his eyes, Clark wanted to make Joshua feel his deep love in this way .

But Joshua in his arms just tilted his head, showing a confused and dazed expression.

He said, "But Clark, why didn't you save me?"

Clark froze in place.

Yeah, so why didn't he save him?

The setting sun dyed the entire land as bright red as blood. Clark hugged his lover in his arms with trembling arms. He tried to keep his lover in this way, but he had to watch the book in his arms. The flesh and blood on Ya's body melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, like snowflakes meeting flames.

The fair skin disappeared little by little, revealing the dark red muscles and blood vessels underneath, and then the muscles disappeared, revealing the internal organs wrapped by the muscles, and finally the only remaining flesh and blood disappeared, leaving only a body that had become rotten after being baked and burned at high temperature. Charred skeletons.

The skeleton opened its mouth and said over and over again, "Clark, why didn't you save me?"

The skeletons imprisoning him under his feet also shouted over and over again: "Superman, why didn't you save us?"

After that, Clark couldn't sleep anymore, as long as he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to hear the cries of everyone who died in Smallville, and their souls wandered in the ruins of Smallville all the time On top of that, there was a heart-piercing cry.

"Superman, why didn't you save us?"

So Clark asked himself, why didn't he save them?

Is it because he is too slow?

No, at least not just because of that.

Everyone thinks that the superman who is known as the god of the world is omnipotent, but Clark knows that he is not like this. Maybe his huge strength can allow him to lift a mountain easily, maybe his body that is not bound by gravity can make him Flying high in the sky, maybe when he tries his best, his speed is enough to affect the rotation of the earth, but no matter how powerful he is, how high he flies, how fast he runs, he still can't keep up with time , and cannot escape the fate that has long been doomed.

It was too late when Clark realized that he and his companions had been tricked by the clown and tried their best to rush back to Smallville, the hometown where he grew up.

The huge shock wave generated by the nuclear explosion sent Carl flying hundreds of meters away. When he was struggling to wake up from the dizziness and tinnitus in his brain, everything he could see turned into scorched earth.

However, 1 minute ago, there was still a golden wheat field full of heavy wheat. When the wind blows over this wheat field, there will be waves of golden wheat waves like sea waves. The wheat grains exude the unique fragrance of wheat.

Looking at the ruins and bones all over the floor, he finally realized how powerless he was.

What's the use of having power comparable to a god if you can't even save the one you love deeply?

How would you react when you saw your dead lover standing in front of you again?

It was like a dream, Clark thought.

It was still an extremely wonderful dream that made him unwilling to wake up and unable to break free.

However, since a long time ago, he no longer sleeps.

So Clark quickly realized that this was not a dream, but reality.

Clark—maybe it’s more appropriate to call him Karl—the body of the slender young man in his arms trembled unnaturally. Zhang looked up at him with the face that haunted him, but there was an extremely strange rejection and unnaturalness in his eyes.

But Carl knew that this was Joshua.

Those blue eyes still had a familiar warm radiance, Joshua was still so healthy, young and full of vigor, it was the vitality from the soul that couldn't be concealed by the dusty coat on his body.

Rather than like him, although his body is still healthy and in his prime, his soul is so old that it exudes a decaying smell.

Although reason told Carl that the Joshua in his arms was not the Joshua he had missed, but the uncontrollable emotion made Clark gently stroke the soft and delicate cheeks of Joshua in his arms with trembling fingers.

Reason and emotion split him in two, and Karl's heart, which had been silent for two years, finally beat violently again.

Those dead emotions revived at this moment.

So he said, "Joshua, please, don't hate me."

The hands that pushed him in the arms slightly resisted suddenly stopped.

The young man with bright blond hair that seemed to melt into the sun stared blankly at him. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his cheeks, making a beautiful blush, and those blue eyes shone with fragments of light. There was something to say, but the tightly closed red lips trembled, and only one sentence came out: "Clark."

It's been a long time since anyone called Cal a human name.

The human beings who worshiped him revered and fanatically called him the God of Savior, and the human beings who feared him called him a tyrant with contempt and resentment, and the companions who fought side by side with him did not know when they called each other only unfamiliar titles.

Those who would call him Clark tenderly and helplessly have already left.

So Karl, who heard the name again, felt a little strange.

But just like a habit will become unfamiliar if you don't do it for a long time, unfamiliar things will become a habit if you do too much.

So Clark hugged the dusty Joshua in his arms, stepped lightly on his feet, and immediately rose into the sky.

Joshua in his arms was held jerky and nervously by Karl. He seemed to be able to hear the frantic heartbeat in the Superman's chest. He lost his mind for a moment, and then grabbed the Superman's arm and looked down.

That unremarkable town became smaller and smaller, and the densely packed houses and streets got farther and farther away from him, until they became the size of ants and then disappeared from his eyes.

The temperature in the high altitude dropped rapidly, and the icy air grazed Joshua's cheeks, causing pain like a knife on his skin, but Joshua still couldn't help but take a last look at the little boy he hadn't stayed for long. town.

He couldn't help shaking his body guiltily, praying that Tony, who got the news, wouldn't get angry and jump out to be caught by the Justice League or the Avengers of this world and thrown into prison.

Hope Bruce can stop him, Joshua thought calmly, at least for now, the most important thing is not to come to him.

The slight trembling of Joshua's body couldn't be concealed from Karl. He thought Joshua was cold, so he hugged him gently, wrapping Joshua tightly in his arms with a large cloak.

"It won't be cold in a while." Carl said, "Joshua, wait a little longer."

Joshua grabbed Carl's cloak and nodded hesitantly.

The news that Superman came to the town and took a person away could not be hidden for long. Less than 2 minutes after Superman left, the news spread to every corner of the town as quickly as if he had wings.

When Tony didn't wait for Joshua to come back for a long time and went out to look for it, he got the news from a man and hurried to the scene, only to see scattered food and concrete pavement trampled on the ground Water stains on half-dried beer.

Tony's face was so angry that it almost turned pale. People in the Stark family rarely regret what they did, but at this moment, Tony finally developed a strong regret.

He shouldn't have let Joshua out.

This kind of thought hovered in Tony's mind. After standing there with an unpredictable expression for a few seconds, he immediately turned around and rushed angrily to the inconspicuous room he rented, intending to put on Mark's armor and go from here. The superman of the earth snatched his younger brother.

However, before he stepped into the room, Bruce, who followed, reached out and stopped the furious Tony.

"Are you planning to fight me before I find the superman on this earth?" Tony sneered and raised his hand, a small energy cannon device was shining in the palm of his hand.

"I can do it for you right now, Bat!"

Bruce, who was pressed against his heart by the energy cannon, looked as calm as ever. He looked at Tony quietly with those steel blue eyes, and he didn't tremble in the slightest because of the palm cannon that was about to move against his chest. How calm was he? , It contrasts how impulsive Tony is.

The two stalemate like this for a while, and finally Tony put down the hand holding the palm cannon with a stinky face.

Bruce quietly: "Calm down?"

Tony didn't speak.

Bruce didn't mind, he stated calmly and calmly: "You can't beat Superman at all, and you will die if you rush up."

"Joshua is carrying a mobile phone, the reason why he didn't contact you is clear now when you think about it, not to mention..."

Bruce looked at the only old TV in the living room, his eyes flickering: "What's more, he is now with the superman on this earth, which is better than here."

Tony sat weakly on the sofa, he knew Bruce was right, but it made him even more sullen. "Damn it..." Tony pinched his eyebrows and said wearily, "That's why I really hate you."

Bruce was silent for a moment, then said lightly, "It's up to you."

He let go of Tony's hand and started walking towards his house.

"Stark, it's time to work."