Clark has something to say

Clark quietly took a few steps back, and then looked at Damian with his neck straightened: "Beforehand, I will fight back!"

The danger warning was getting louder and louder. Just when Clark was thinking about whether to contact Bruce, the creepy atmosphere suddenly dissipated. Damian lowered his eyelashes and looked at the small open space under his feet. know what to think.

Clark's little curly hair moved slightly.

It was strange that the other party still maintained the previous posture, but he somehow felt that Damian was a little sad.

He never thought that Damian had sad emotions, before that, Tim called Damian a devil boy, not to show affection, but in his opinion, Damian is really a purebred demon.

Unlike the devil with a little heart tied to his tail in popular culture, he refers to the most hideous and cruel existence in hell-and Damian is worthy of this title.

He has no traces of normal people being disciplined by society, but a sharp weapon. He was taught how to treat enemies cruelly since he was a child. Thinking of this, Clark admires Bruce very much. He can influence such a child to become Robin.

There is only a small problem. Clark noticed that Damian's character is very paranoid. His choice to become Robin is largely influenced by Dick and Bruce. If this influence is lost, Damian may make a decision. Very extreme choice.

In connection with the cause and effect, it could only be caused by what he said wrongly, but he thought he didn't say anything excessive, and he didn't lie, everything came from the heart.

He looked at Damian for a while, then moved back slowly, lowered his head to look at Damian's face: "What's wrong with you?"

Damian smiled slightly.

"It's nothing." He replied calmly: "There are some things I have never wanted to delve into, but I know now."

Clark: "..."

No, what do you know?He was so panicked that he played back the previous conversation in his mind, but he couldn't find the problem.

He really didn't know Damian well, so even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of the reason.

Damian straightened his body, but the potion was still acting on him. Those strong emotions rolled into his blood and then spread throughout his body. He hit his tongue with his teeth to maintain his last sanity.

He's not Kal-El, Damian warned himself over and over.

Even in this case, Damian is very clear about who the person in front of him is, and he doesn't want Clark to experience Kal-El's life - completely smashed and put together again.

But that memory was like a gangrene, always reminding him of what he had lost.

He didn't set his mind to embrace the new future like everyone else. For Damian, since Dick was killed by him, he had an idea that whatever he wanted, whether it was the Injustice League or the Rebels Well, it has nothing to do with him.

Carl took him in, and it was the only bond that kept him grounded and still felt alive. Their relationship was a kind of intimacy in a different sense, and Batman played a lot of roles in it, but it didn't matter, what mattered was the result rather than process.

And now he lost his Kal-El forever.

Undoubtedly, Clark is a collection of all the virtues in this world. He is friendly and sincere. If Damian is willing to get close to him, and because of Bruce, it may take a few days for them to get acquainted.

The light fell from the top of Damian's head, and the long eyelashes covered a small part of the light, casting a shadow on his eyes, and the already deep green eyes became even darker.

Theseus paradox.

If all the wood on a boat has been replaced, is it still the same boat?

Even if he and Clark can have more intersections in the future, there will never be another person who can treat him like Carl.

And he also turned his back on the lonely god, and between him and Dick, he chose the latter without hesitation-what could happen to Superman?He had an opportunity to make up for his mistakes at that time, so he naturally had to seize it tightly.

What determines who a person is, whether it is memory or something else—he turned his face slightly, and Clark did not take his eyes off for a moment. He looked at the pair of clear blue eyes of the god of the world, but he felt strangeness.

The color should be a little darker, not so bright, like dark blue sea water soaked in coldness.

Clark tentatively tried to pat Damian on the shoulder, but just as he was about to reach him, the other side shook his shoulder skillfully, and his hand was dodged.

Clark pursed his lips helplessly.

Obviously, he hasn't found a safe distance from Damian, but he has been bet on expectations for no reason - he doesn't even know where Damian's expectations for him come from.

...Even so, he still had nothing to do with Damian.

Clark was originally a soft-hearted person, and his impression of Damian was still at the stage when he was a child. Superman was very gentle to everyone, and even gentle to children. In addition, Damian was Bruce Son, he will be more concerned about Damian.

He sighed pamperingly, and his voice was cautiously ingratiating: "Didn't you say you were going to the Fortress of Solitude, and I'll take you there?"

Damian's Adam's apple rolled: "No need."

He is very familiar with Clark's appearance. He is clearly a god on earth who can crush a star, but he always looks at a loss in front of him, and his voice is very soft. Damian has been trained since childhood, throwing him into any Can live well in harsh environments.

Except for Clark, he insisted on treating him as a protected person.

The two faces gradually overlapped, but it made Damian feel that a blade was stuck in his throat, and there was a dull pain.

He was full of inappropriate thoughts.

He misses the people of tomorrow in the city of yesterday.

He said lightly, "I'm fine."

**

Clark doesn't have the idea that Batman is always right, but when it comes to raising children, he realizes Bruce's rightness very clearly.

He doesn't want to have children in his life, he wants to take out the genetic book and put it in the Fortress of Solitude, whether it's Luthor or someone else, it's just random anyway.

Damian doesn't look all right at all.

But the biggest difference between Clark and Bruce is that he never forces others. He is willing to push when the other party is stuck in the door, such as Jason, but if the other party really resists, he will just walk away silently.

He wanted to go away now.

Obviously, he can't throw Damian here, even if Damian is allowed to metabolize the medicine himself, there must be a safe place, this kind of dilemma——

"Clark."

Hearing the voice behind him, he immediately realized the identity of the person. Thanks to this series of strange things, he was terrified when he heard anyone in the Bat family speak.

… He was afraid that when he turned around, he would see a Tim mad at him.

Before he was ready, Tim seemed to know what he was thinking: "Thanks, I'm fine."

Clark: "..."

He gritted his teeth and greeted Tim. Fortunately, Tim didn't wear any weird clothes or uniform. He just wore a high-end suit and carried a black bag in his hand.

It's no different than going home from get off work.

Clark took a deep breath, and frankly, being in a place with these two people at the same time made him want to escape even more, but because it was Tim and Damian, he was completely chained here.

Unlike Jason, who would only verbally threaten to explode when he was fired by Damian, Tim would do what he said, and he would really fight Damian, and the problem is exactly that-most of the time he fight But Damian.

And now that Damian has forcibly elevated himself a lot, Tim is even more difficult to beat.

...Go back and ask Bruce for more snacks.

However, things turned out completely beyond his expectations. Tim's eyes swept over Damian, but there was no surprise, and there was not even a trace of doubt on his face.

"So you're here." He walked over, first held Damian's wrist and counted his pulse, then pressed his neck, pressed him down, and took out a hand from his body with the other hand. Small flashlight: "Open your eyes."

Clark was almost petrified.

Sorry Bruce, now you have four kids, maybe by today there will be only two.

What happened next nearly made Clark's eyes pop out.

Damian shows no signs of being offended, he even submissively lowers himself so Tim doesn't have to reach for it.

"No problem," Tim said. "Do you have somewhere to go now?"

The person with the most safe houses in their house is actually Jason. Dick has secretly occupied a few strongholds as his own. At this time, his relationship with Damian happened to be at its worst stage, so he didn't know what Damian had. .

"No." Damian whispered.

Clark chimed in: "I can set your permissions in the Fortress of Solitude, and you can go to the Fortress of Solitude any time you want—the same goes for the apartment in the Metropolis, but you can just go in through the window."

Tim's voice softened a little. "Thanks, but not now."

He thought for a while: "You can go to the Wayne Group building first. No one will disturb you in my office. Bruce usually doesn't go, and he's not free recently."

Damian paused for a few seconds, then nodded silently.

"—by the way, finish my work." Tim raised his voice and shouted at Damian's back. He rubbed his temples and muttered, "That's right, I can take a vacation later."

Clark stood aside and watched the episode, and said slowly: "...Is this all right?"

"Of course." Tim licked his lips, trying to keep his voice on a line, and he spoke quickly: "He needs to find a place to sleep and wake up his head. I will provide him with a place, and then I will go home and rest. Perfect."

"I mean." Clark squeezed his fingers, his heart clenched into a ball: "Are you okay?"

Tim was silent for ten seconds.

Immediately, he threw the bag in his hand to the ground, and finally couldn't suppress the irritability in his heart: "I'm fine, really, why is everyone asking me if I'm okay?"

Clark: "..."

Because the people in your family are not very good.

Tim tugged at his hair, with a nasal voice that was about to collapse: "I'm so good! It's good that I want to stay with such a group of guys-I'm really normal, so normal, Does anyone want to trust me?"

Damn it, wind reviews were murdered!

He turned his head and stared at Clark blankly: "Do you believe me?"

Clark: "..."

...Help, he doesn't want to answer this kind of soul torture!