Clark has something to say

Clark was so embarrassed that he neither advanced nor retreated.

He thought about just pretending that he had never been here, and Diana could stay in the museum as long as she liked, but it didn't make sense, what's so good about a fire hydrant that he broke?

If Diana suddenly developed some weird hobby, he could fly out and break a fire hydrant right now and give it to her. The one in front of the city hall is very pleasing, red and big.

...Anyway, he doesn't have to pay the war damage now, he doesn't have to worry about debts, and the war damage is the same. With such a long list of war damage, does he still need a fire hydrant?

It's not that Master Wayne can't afford it.

But he only dared to contemplate this surprisingly evil idea in his mind.

Just when he was about to sneak away, Diana happened to turn her face in his direction. When she saw Clark, she was slightly stunned for a moment, her breath suddenly held, and her pupils trembled slightly.

Clark stood awkwardly at the door, and was caught straight away. He had no choice but to leave like this, and raised his hand awkwardly: "Hi...Hi Diana?"

Diana paused, raised the corners of her lips slightly, and stared at him quietly with blue eyes.

Clark felt something was wrong again, but he couldn't describe this abnormality that he didn't dare to think about. He wasn't slow, and he had noticed something more or less these days, just out of consideration and respect, unless he arrived He would choose not to disturb the Bat-family's obviously over-stressed state.

But Diana was different.

He always felt that Bruce and the others might have had a nightmare, or encountered a magical attack against the spirit, no matter how different they behaved from usual, at least they didn't make Clark feel strange.

In fact, Clark is even familiar with Bruce's state.

Overnight, the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he has aged at a young age. Clark has seen too many such situations.

Clark knows better than anyone that losing something important can completely break a person's spirit.

But the current Diana is not the kind of change caused by sudden changes. She is so familiar that she can describe it with her eyes closed, but it makes him feel so strange.

Wonder Woman has lived in this world for a long time. When she was born, there were still real gods in this world. Clark couldn't imagine the scene of Zeus still staying on this planet. Anyone who has lived for such a long time must be entangled with waving waves all over his body. The twilight that can't go away.

Not so with Diana.

The Amazonian princess has an unexpected passion for the world, and her insistence on justice makes Clark admire him from the bottom of his heart.

Time gave her wisdom, but did not make her grow old. The experience of being isolated from the world on Paradise Island gave her more persistence that was incompatible with the world.

For a long time, Diana has always played the role of guide for Clark. Although Clark can physically push a planet, but unlike the burden of the whole world, the invisible heavy burden almost crushed him .

Bruce couldn't help him much. In the final analysis, Clark couldn't copy the Dark Knight's way of doing things, and although the alliance's companions had their own abilities, they couldn't understand his situation.

Just being able to hear the voices of the whole world is beyond the imagination of most people.

Clark Kent easily chose to be Superman. His first appearance as Superman didn't really think much about it, just out of the purest kindness-someone needs help.

He never expected that after putting on the red cloak, the troubles that would follow would catch him off guard.

Unprecedented praise and abuse came to him like a tidal wave, which was a situation that the small-town youth who grew up in Smallville had never imagined.

Clark always thought of himself as an ordinary person. He had parents who loved him and friends he could hang out with. Except that he couldn't play the high school football team because of his ability, he was no different from anyone else.

He just uses his ability to help others as much as possible.

But in an instant, ordinary life is like a derailed train, mixed into a messy fried egg by the red cape.

God among men.

I don't know when it started, maybe he used the freezing breath to freeze the tsunami to put out the wildfire?Or lift up the collapsed bridge, Clark doesn't know who was the first to call him that, anyway, this damn title just fell on him.

Even if he was in a daze, some weird media would describe him with the words "exuding a profound divinity". Some devout believers believed that he had stolen the authority of the gods, and more people treated him directly as a god.

Moses walking on the earth, Noah in the flood, pious Abraham...

He obviously doesn't even have faith!

The spotlights all over the world are frantically chasing after his back, every move has a different meaning, the alien conspiracy theory of the government is suddenly rampant, and countless malice are stabbed at him, but he dare not shut it down. Losing super hearing, because he was scolded bloody, and let people in need lose their chances of survival, he couldn't do it.

Listening to it, the young man in the small town felt aggrieved.

He didn't dare to make Martha worry, so he wanted to chat with his new companion, but by coincidence, the person he knew happened to be Bruce.

At that time, Batman hadn't been pushed into what he is now, but his cold and dark temperament was enough to make Clark unable to speak. Before he broke his cans and prepared to save money to see a psychiatrist—he and Diana had a relationship. intersection.

The Goddess of War never seemed to be confused, beautiful yet powerful, wise yet calm. He summoned up the courage to invite Diana to have a cup of coffee, and talked about his problems in a timely manner. Wonder Woman's calm eyes had a kind of strange power, In the end, he started pouring bitter water unknowingly.

Diana listened carefully.

She was not in a hurry to give her own advice, nor did she give methodological guidance like a psychologist. Diana used a more laborious and time-consuming method-she chose to accompany Clark to face the pressure.

While everyone was speculating about the relationship between Superman and Wonder Woman during that time, Clark himself felt weirdly spoiled.

Yes, pamper.

He didn't want to use this word to define the relationship between him and Diana, but every time he wanted to express his protest, he swallowed the sentence he was about to blurt out as soon as he touched the deep and gentle blue eyes of the Goddess of War.

Diana is his most reliable backing and the driving force for him to move on.

The existence of Wonder Woman has given him a steady stream of strength. Although he has a body of steel, it does not mean that he is really invincible. Kryptonite and magic can kill him.

Clark himself can't count how many times he was in a near-death and injured situation. His eyes were so bloody that he couldn't open his eyes. In the blur, the brilliant golden light pierced straight into him like a bolt of lightning splitting the dark clouds. fundus.

He could feel a warm and soft hand gently touching his cheek.

...Saved, he thought.

Later, this action became an unspoken secret between him and Diana. Whether he was broken by an enemy or tucked himself into the bed because of work, Diana would always reach out and touch him gently. Face.

Sometimes, he can get an extra kiss.

Clark never talked to Diana. Every time Diana treated him like this, he felt like he had rolled in circles on the yellow sun, and his fatigue and irritability disappeared immediately.

Diana nodded slightly at the commentator, said goodbye politely, and walked towards Clark.

"...Clark." Diana kept her hands in her skirt pockets and turned her body slightly, teasing him as always: "Cats in Metropolis today will climb trees by themselves?"

Clark didn't speak, but looked at her with sad eyes.

Diana touched her face and raised an eyebrow: "Sorry, it seems that Perry got angry again today."

In the end, she found that Clark was staring at her blankly, and then opened his mouth blankly, his voice trembling: "...Diana, what's wrong with you?"

Clark always thought that Diana, as the daughter of Zeus, was born with the blessing of the gods, and the time on her body was frozen. Paradise Island must be an oasis isolated from the world, so that the long and long time can be compressed so that no trace can be seen.

The heroine in the epic always holds a sharp sword, is tough and upright, and is a star that will never go out.

But now, Clark was keenly aware that Diana's frozen time was flowing crazily at a speed that God's speed and force could not keep up with.

He felt the exhaustion that was so strong that it could be called despair from Diana. The burning star core had been extinguished at some point, leaving only the silent and cold ice cap, and the beating heart was also covered with a Layers of snow.

Unlike Bruce and the others, Clark could still find ways to help at that time, but time and death were enemies he couldn't resist.

He couldn't help Diana.

Diana had rescued him from desperate situations countless times. As long as he needed it, he would always see the figure of the Goddess of War when he turned around, and now Diana finally needed him——

There was nothing he could do.

Clark blinked sluggishly, and he reached out his hand, just like Diana in the past, and touched Diana's face.

Diana didn't react for a while.

She didn't take Clark's hand until the warmth on her skin was too obvious for her to ignore.

Diana sighed, with intimacy in her eyes, she said helplessly: "Clark, I'm fine."

But she didn't let go of her fingers, adjusted the angle slightly, and pulled Clark with a little strength: "Stay with me for a while."

Clark naturally had no objection. He walked beside Diana in the same posture as before. The metropolis is always sunny. As soon as they went out, the bright sunshine sprinkled them all over.

Unlike Clark, Diana basically didn't pretend to be herself, and her aggressive beauty was bathed in bright light, attracting the attention of passers-by.

Diana raised her face, looked lazily at the sun for a moment, turned sideways, narrowed her eyes, and smiled at him.

Clark had been pondering over the sentence, but he didn't know how to start properly. Just as he was thinking hard, he felt that Diana held his hand and squeezed it a little tighter.

He lowered his head for no reason, but heard Diana's understated voice.

"...Clark, I will never leave you alone at any time."

"--I swear."