Clark has something to say

Clark opened his eyes and stared blankly at Diana.

The Kryptonian's dog eyes can melt all the people in the world who think they are hard-hearted, not to mention Diana's unspeakable guilt towards Clark.

She thought she was talking too much.

The memory span she received was so long that now, the person she was more familiar with was actually Kar-El.

Just when she was about to describe it again in a gentler way, Clark suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

The little reporter's stiff body muscles slowly relaxed, he shrugged gratefully, and moved his lips very softly: "...damn, I thought... it was just..."

Diana raised an eyebrow: "—just?"

Clark stroked his forehead and said, "Uh...Diana, I've thought about these things a long time ago, but it's really nothing. First of all, I'm not sure if I will have any accidents, given that the profession of Superman is full of disasters... "

He shrank his neck slightly under the stern gaze of the Goddess of War.

"Okay." Clark touched his nose: "Another way of thinking, if I can be with Bruce, I will lose him one day, and I will be very sad at that time."

He blinked again: "Even if I'm not with him, Bruce is still one of the most important people in my life, and I'm sure, no matter what happens, I'll never forget him—I'll be just as upset when the time comes." sad."

"...It's better to leave yourself with less regret."

Diana smiled helplessly.

stealing concept.

How could she forget what an excellent writer Clark is. He can always use simple words to give seemingly reasonable answers.

Superman is not a pure idealist, even though he uses his actions every day to prove the existence of love and justice to the world, but Clark Kent himself is actually realistic and pessimistic.

For a long time, he thought that everything he did was futile—he didn’t touch sensitive areas such as politics, but just helped others as much as possible, and changed the world in the most troublesome and hopeless way.

And the Kryptonian's super brain can come up with countless better and faster methods at will.

In a sense, Diana is the person who can best understand Clark's way of thinking. Although the thinking mode is different, the huge amount of information received by Wonder Woman through countless years allows her to get closer to Clark. What she has concerns about In fact, there is no reason why a super brain cannot be simulated.

——So, Clark has long foreseen his own ending.

But Diana didn't intend to give up just yet.

She knew exactly what kind of life Kar-El lived in the future memory.

She didn't want Clark to go through it.

Diana thought for a while, and suddenly, her hand hanging by her side was wrapped in warmth, and she turned her face in surprise.

Clark smiled flatteringly at her, his blue eyes revealing a hint of worry.

"...But Diana." He swallowed slightly, and said cautiously: "Aren't you the same?"

Clark stared at Diana's face without taking his eyes off her.

Wonder Woman's divinely beautiful face has never changed, and the Goddess of War always looks calm and determined, but Clark was not fooled by Diana's appearance this time.

He subtly noticed that while Diana was trying to convince him, she was also trying to convince herself.

As Diana said, the gap in lifespan and the time scale are fates they cannot escape. Clark would feel inexplicably panicked in the middle of the night. He was not afraid of his own death, but he didn't want to think that the people around him would die The future leaves him one by one.

Every time he thinks of this, he worries whether his current overly warm life is just a dream, and he even begins to worry whether he has used up all his good luck——

Diana pursed her lips lightly.

Clark continued: "Diana, I'm sure getting to know you and Bruce is the best thing in my life, and of course I have no doubt that I mean the same to you."

He paused, with a hint of shyness, and asked vaguely: "If it were you, would you choose to leave us and return to Paradise Island because you were worried that your heart would be broken one day in the future?"

Diana was startled suddenly.

A lot of people and things flashed across her mind, most of which belonged to her future self's memory, and she carefully re-examined everything that she had experienced in the future.

The flames of war burned everything. Those people who were forever branded in her life disappeared when she woke up. The Amazon princess who was supposed to be a bridge between the two worlds was the object of her protection. , worshiped as the incarnation of war.

Awful.

She recalled her hometown again, the paradise island blessed by Zeus.

Her hometown has clear blue waters, unbelievably beautiful white sandy beaches, and the dry and slightly salty sea breeze blows Queen Hippolyta's brilliant blond hair. Everything on that island is unbelievably simple. Virtue and justice are everywhere on Paradise Island.

She hasn't been back to Paradise Island for a long time.

Diana thought about Clark's question seriously.

No.

She came up with the answer almost instantly.

Paradise Island was wonderful, the island that had given her the poise and courage to live through the ages, the last resting place she could go to when she had nowhere to go, the home she could always go back to.

But the reality she lives in is destined to make her miss these short decades for the rest of her life. It is a devastated world full of regrets and imperfections everywhere.

Even with such a sharp contrast, she can still make a decision in a split second.

Even if she is given another chance to choose, she will still stay here, even if her future will be exactly the same as in her memory——

She will still choose to stay.

Diana couldn't help but laugh.

How could she succeed in convincing Clark?Obviously those reasons are untenable to her.

The tiredness and aging in her memory were vaguely cast on her body, and for the first time, those things made Diana feel emotions close to fear.

But the price of abandoning this fear is that she and they will never meet again——

She doesn't accept it.

Diana gently took Clark's hand back.

Diana thought for a little longer, after all, it was an overly large memory, but her performance gave Clark an uncertain signal.

As time passed, Clark became more and more panicked, and the little curly hair on his forehead trembled in panic.

...isn't it?

He was very confident, after all, after all, is that Diana?He never doubted Diana's feelings for him and Bruce, triangle is the most stable shape, leaving Diana, most of his own life collapsed directly.

He gradually tasted a strange sense of grievance.

Is this a question that needs to be pondered for a long time?The corners of Clark's mouth couldn't help sinking a little, and the corners of his eyes drooped slightly.

"Diana?" he asked dully.

As soon as Diana raised her eyes, she saw a big Kryptonian dog with an aggrieved face, and unconsciously forgot most of what she wanted to say, out of a very delicate state of mind...

She plucked Clark's curly hair a little itchy.

Clark: "!"

"You, you are..." His ears turned red, and he stared blankly.

Diana showed a shallow smile, and a few seconds later, the arc of the smile deepened.

"No." Diana raised her hand, and her fingers nimbly curled around Clark's curly hair a few times: "I don't want to part with it either."

**

Clark made a dinner reservation for Diana.

He originally wanted to drag Diana to Wayne Manor to steal ice cream tonight. Any dessert made by Alfred is a treasure. What's even more amazing is that they can always find food that suits their taste in the kitchen of Wayne Manor .

But Louise beat him one step ahead.

He wandered around with Diana to the super café in the southwest corner of the metropolis, stared at Diana's back disappearing behind the revolving door, and reluctantly left.

Louise chose the restaurant he recommended, and Super Café was his favorite. In addition to unlimited refillable coffee, this store also sells tableware and peripherals of the superhero series.

And the blind box of the Justice League series.

Clark followed the rules and bought a few at first, but he didn't know what was wrong with him. He couldn't open the box except Superman. In the drawer.

The next day, he secretly used the x-sight to cheat and collected a full set happily and contentedly.

Clark inadvertently glanced at the window, and the foot he just stepped was suddenly suspended in the air.

——What's with that glowing red hood!

He walked back quickly, turned on the x-ray to scan it, his eyes widened, and there was a beautiful handwritten sign under the window.

【New Series: Gotham Fog】

He looked at the label sadly. Since it was a new product, the price was simply unbearable for him. Clark paused for a moment, and sneaked in quickly before Louise arrived. When he went out, he had a round red head in his hand. Cover the villain.

Clark flicked his fingers lightly, thoughtfully.

Dick had been trying to talk to all of them since the night Dick killed the Joker out of nowhere, and Damian had gone missing after a night of sleep at his house, and he couldn't find him with his super hearing.

Tim... was tricky, and Master Wayne's schedule was so packed that he was terrified to watch.

As for Jason.

The corners of Clark's eyes twitched. He hadn't figured out why the Red Hood, who had always been the most troublesome of the Bat-family, became mournful and Buddhist overnight.

Once when he came home from get off work, he saw Jason slumped on a bench in a metropolitan park, with all kinds of snacks piled up beside him, and a book folded upside down on his face. He seemed to be asleep.

Clark: "..."

This is so weird!

As he was thinking, he let go of his super hearing, trying to determine Jason's location. Not surprisingly, Jason should be in the library at this time...

"...Bang, bang, bang!"

"Boom!"

The rubbing sound of bullets ejected from the chamber, the muffled sound of bombs exploding, and the impact of fists on the body, resulting in tooth-piercing fracture sounds!

Clark shuddered, the hairs all over his body standing on end.

How did you do it?

But he didn't hear what happened to Gotham recently?Countless ominous assumptions emerged from the bottom of my heart uncontrollably.

A red shadow disappeared in a flash, and in an instant, Clark had already reached the top of Gotham. He swept down anxiously, and his throat suddenly choked.

Jason was wearing a hard armor, half of his hood was opened, revealing a small half of his face, with a gloomy expression and piercing anger in his blue eyes.

A sickening green mist hung around him.

...and under his feet was a scarecrow who was about to be beaten to death.