[Comprehensive British and American] The life of the villain and the body of the hero

Bruce's hand caressed the soft and shiny fur of the good girl. Beneath the soft horse hair were vigorous muscles, which would be extraordinarily elegant when exerting force, full of explosive power and endurance. This is a top-notch horse.

Behind bravery, kindness, suppleness and harmlessness are muscles full of strength... Bruce's thoughts began to drift away.He couldn't remember when he had a different feeling for this alien, it was definitely not out of worship of power.On the contrary, he is more wary of Superman's strength than anyone else... Maybe one more thing can be added to Superman's dangerous factors: extreme charisma.This power is so strong that even the perseverance of the Dark Knight cannot compete with it.

"They say naughty old enough to ride, but I don't want to. Put a bridle and chains on this free and lovely creature? She's supposed to run around with ease, I mean, man has invented the car anyway Isn't it?" Clark said stubbornly: "But naughty is not mine after all, after raising her according to the contract, I still have to send her back to the owner of the racecourse, who knows how they will treat this good girl?"

Bruce opened his mouth, he wanted to say that if you don't want to, no one can take naughty away from you, and he doesn't allow it.

"I'm saving money. Although it's not much, I can squeeze out a little more from my monthly salary. When I get all the money in the contract, I'll go to the owner of the horse farm and really buy the naughty. Oh no , Bruce, I can't ask you to pay." Clark said before Bruce could react.

Kryptonian brains are... hopelessly pedantic!

But what can Bruce say, he should say let me go, this is a gift I secretly gave you.Or tell Clark he'd pay for him, and in fact he'd be willing to buy Clark anything he wanted.

And the reason why Bruce Wayne is willing to do this is because he has a shameful and obscene crush on Clark, and he wants to have and hug each other wickedly?No, he can't use money to tarnish the friendship between the world's best partners, and whether it's Little Reporter Clark or Superman, the Son of God, he can never use money to please, that's an insult!

But think about it carefully, besides money, what else could he have to impress Clark?Is it based on Batman's suspicious, violent and gloomy, or on Brucey's sentimental, dissolute and frivolous?Or rely on the sincerity buried deep under everything that will never be resorted to?

Bruce mocked himself secretly in his heart, using an extremely callous tone.

When they came back, Martha had already prepared a big meal. Under the warm bright yellow light, they desperately stuffed their mouths with bacon, sausage, beef, roast chicken, potatoes of various colors, salads, and of course There was also corn chowder and apple pie, and even a large portion of bread and butter and pudding after dinner.

Clark swears that when Martha puts the pudding cake half the size of Bruce's head in front of him, Bruce looks like he's seen every villain they know striptease in front of him.

"Don't be polite, look at your thin, poor child." Mrs. Martha said full of maternal love, which hit the bat's deathbed. The last thing he could resist was the concern from the elders, just as he could never It's the same as rejecting Ah Fu's request.

Bruce took on the aura of Batman, took a breath as if he was dead, and picked up the spoon resignedly to eat.

Clark can't hold back his schadenfreude any longer, leaning against the table and giggling, earning an angry glare from Bruce.Clark immediately understood the meaning of the slash: Great, Kryptonians, just wait and see!

However, Martha avenged Bruce in the next second. She gave Clark twice the share of Bruce's cake, and explained to Bruce embarrassingly: "Clark usually eats more, if you don't have enough , and the kitchen.”

The Dark Knight shook his head almost at the speed of the Flash, and said hastily: "Enough is enough, this is good, Mrs. Kent."

Mrs. Martha cleared away the dishes and went to the kitchen, leaving Clark and Bruce staring at each other.

"I think it's kind of embarrassing that Superman died from eating too much," Clarke said eagerly.

Bruce put the food in his mouth gracefully and quickly, then wiped his mouth and said grimly, "You deserve it."

"Well, I confess, I did tell my mother to ask her to prepare more food for you." Clark raised his hands in surrender in front of the world's number one detective who knows everything, and he wrinkled his nose and said aggrievedly: "But Bruce, you It's really too thin."

"I tend to call this figure a moderately fit figure." Bruce said blankly, causing Clark to shrink back because of guilt. He saw that the cake in front of Bruce was less than half, but he guessed that this was already the limit up.

Well, he cheated and peeked at Bruce's stomach with clairvoyance.

"Give it to me, Mom will be sad if you don't eat it." Clark reached for the plate in front of Bruce, but was held down.Bruce raised his eyebrows and asked seriously: "Do you really want to die from overeating? I thought only goldfish would die in this way. If it were Superman..."

"But..." "I'll speak to Mrs. Kent."

I don't know what Bruce and Martha said, but instead of feeling frustrated, Martha smiled and hugged Bruce.This is all very well, Clark thought, looking at Bruce's embarrassed and unrestrained expression.

And when they went upstairs to rest and found that Martha had only prepared one room, Clark still felt good.This is the room he grew up in, and it's not too crowded even for two big men...but the bed is a bit small.

Clark licked his lips, coughed twice and said, "Martha is a little confused sometimes, she may have forgotten. It's not convenient to tidy up the guest room now, and no one has used it for many years. Bruce, you can sleep on the bed, I will It’s fine to lie on the ground overnight.”

"I haven't heard of the thing about driving the master to sleep on the floor when the guests come." Bruce said softly, his voice belonged to the Prince of Gotham at the moment, like silk, and full of tonal changes: "Think about it, what if Let Ah Fu know, he will definitely spend three hours talking to me about the basic etiquette of the Wayne family."

Clark couldn't help laughing again when he thought of the serious old British gentleman who ate Bruce to death.

"You think it's funny to think of Alfred teaching me?" Bruce squinted at him.

"No, maybe it is, no, and it's not." Clark looked at those dark blue eyes, feeling like the starry sky outside the farm.It seems that the mysteries of all things in the universe are concentrated in those pupils, the galaxy is bright, and there are thousands of rays of light.

He felt hotter and hotter all around, and his throat was dry and burning.

When Clark reacted, he found himself and Bruce lying on his little bed.To be precise, it was he who grabbed Bruce and pushed him onto the bed, then pressed himself down again.

Bruce frowned tightly, putting one hand on Clark's chest in a gesture of resistance.

Clark's heart was stung, and it hurt so badly, he thought he might have misunderstood Bruce's previous meaning.The eyes that looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, the heartbeat that would become violent when he got close to him, and... maybe it was just his hallucination.If this is the case, then what I am doing now is a real offense and insult.

Oh Rao, how could he treat Bruce like that, speculate and fantasize like that about his upright and silent friend?

But Superman's courage made him want to ask one more question, even if only one——

"Bruce, I think I might..."

"Don't say anything, Clark." Bruce closed his eyes suddenly, and the absolutely calm and gloomy voice that belonged to Batman sounded: "I will pretend that this has never happened, and everything will remain the same as before."

— No, shut up, don't say that, you bloody bat, I hate you.

—We must, and you can see why.

—Look at the look in his eyes, Bat, how could you hurt him like that?

——have to do it...

—Tell him, tell him quickly, we love him too, how you and I long for him! !

The Bruce in his heart was screaming, but the real Bruce opened those deep blue eyes that no one could see through, and said to Superman, "Clark, let me go, let me get up."

No one said a word that night, and Bruce insisted on sleeping on the floor, and Clark couldn't compete with him.In the end, Superman's temper came up, and he fell asleep on his own bed without saying a word, leaving a back for Bruce.

Look what you did, Bruce? !

He looked at Superman's back and thought desperately that he had seduced Superman, only to turn him down at the last minute.Batman clearly knows that he can't be with Superman, emotion will disturb reason, and impulse will brew tragedy.

The Justice League is already feared, and Superman is already too powerful. If Batman, who was supposed to control the monitor, indulges his feelings and desires, if he is with Superman, it will definitely affect his future position and judgment.

He was already in too deep, too close.He can't, can't go on...and the last thing Superman needs is a sullen and suspicious man as a partner, which is the best outcome for both of them.

Bruce stared at the powerful alien with his back turned to him in the dark, he knew that Clark wasn't asleep, he knew that if he changed his mind, even a little revealing of his true heart would make all the difference.

But he couldn't bear the price, so he didn't say anything that night, and he listened to Clark's heartbeat change from nervous expectation to completely silent indifference.Another characteristic of Kryptonians is that once the heart is cold, it is difficult to warm up again.

Bruce closed his eyes in silence, he knew what he had completely lost that night.

Another chance, another possibility... In this myriad of universes, there must be a parallel world where I made the opposite choice. What would happen to Bruce and Clark in that world?

Until a few years later, came the news of Clark and Louise's marriage, and a few months later, came the news that Louise was pregnant.Superman has obviously let go of things from a few years ago. He now regards Bruce as his best partner and friend. He happily came to Bruce and asked him to be the godfather of his unborn child.

"Are you sure this is the right decision?" Batman stared at the computer screen in the Batcave without looking back. "If you want, I think Lightning and Green Lantern are very willing to take this role."

"Bruce, both Louis and I think you are the most suitable candidate. You are a good father."

Batman suppressed the idea of ​​laughing, and he said calmly, "I guess Jason will definitely not agree with you."

"Oh please, Bruce."

"Okay, I promise you, can you let me process the data quietly now?" Batman said angrily, and Superman was so happy that he couldn't find Bei after getting the promise. He was going to have a child, his and Louis's child !And his best friend Bruce promised to be his child's godfather. Is there anyone happier in this world than him?

Bruce had a good impression of Louis, an upright, beautiful, independent and talented woman.Besides the fact that she's a normal person gives Bruce a headache sometimes, after all Louis can't protect himself like Diana.But who made Clark like Louis?

And Louis has a good impression of Bruce. People who don't know Batman are more or less prejudiced against this sharp-eared monster.But those who are familiar with him know how reliable and gentle this taciturn man is under the cold shell.

Bruce was determined to give his godson the best, the little Kryptonian baby who hadn't yet been born.Superman will be a loving and good father, and Lois will be a somewhat strict mother, but that won't be enough for the special Kryptonian baby.There are many detailed questions that Superman would not have thought of, and Louis, as an ordinary person, would not have thought of it.

Will Kryptonian babies be healthy?What is his growth rate?How would being half Kryptonian and half human change his superpowers?Will the yellow sun's effect on Superman be 100% on the baby?

Batman's mind is full of a hundred, no, a thousand plans.Every plan is so prudent and reliable, in order to ensure that his unborn godson can grow up healthy and happy.

When he was about to not know the number of plans, Ah Fu handed him a cup of black tea and said, "Master Bruce, have you prepared a meeting ceremony that a normal godfather should prepare, except for your seamless filing. "

...Excellent, Ah Fu's usual tactful sarcasm.

But Batman is omnipotent, so he won't be defeated by a mere "normal" meeting gift!After spending hours crafting that gift by hand, the Batcave's alarm went off.

[The Justice League calls Batman, the clown appears in Metropolis, repeat, the clown appears freely in Metropolis. 】

Bruce had to put down the things in his hands, put on his battle robe, and once again prepared to clean up the clown and throw him into Arkham.Superman has always been dissatisfied with this, and he feels that he has indulged the Joker too much.

But it was Clark, the soon-to-be Clark, who believed he wouldn't be too angry when he saw the gift, Batman was sure of that, and he fired up the Batplane.

The author has something to say: The reasons for Bruce’s refusal are actually very complicated, but they are also very simple. Not only is he worried that he will lose his judgment after being with Superman, but he also feels that he is not good enough for Clark, and some feel that they are not suitable. Chao was seduced by himself, and the real Chao did not want or need this.

All in all, one was awkward, and the other didn't dare to venture forward. If any of them worked a little harder tonight, they might be together, and there would be no such thing as Louis.Of course, this does not mean that the future will be smooth sailing.

Just another possibility.