[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Superman put his arms around Batman's waist. Although he felt a sore feeling from every nerve in his body, it was not a painful feeling. The two lips finally separated. The sight of those steel blue eyes on Batman's unmasked face was glued to Superman's face.

Superman murmured, he couldn't help breathing heavily, the smell of Batman exuding a slight sweat rushed into his nostrils, a very familiar yet strange smell, Superman called out: "B," Batman let out a responsive nasal "huh?" Superman continued, "I'm itchy, my fingertips are itching."

Batman raised his hand, his hand was wearing a black glove, and his hand was holding Superman's hand in his palm. Both of them lowered their heads, and looked at the hands touching each other with some fascination. Bat Xia was startled, and took off the black gloves on his hands, and the exposed skin touched Superman's hands.

Just when Batman's fingers touched Superman's palm, his fingers trembled as if he was electrocuted. Superman exhaled a little breath from his nose, he let out a laugh, and grabbed Batman's hand tightly.

Batman heard Superman's laughter, he let out a wry smile, and sighed, "I miss you, Clark." You can't imagine the life I'm living in every place full of your traces— —Batman swallowed this sentence, he didn't want his lover to realize his elusive miss.

"I miss you too, B," Clark raised his hand, and he pointed to the path leading to the field ridge in front of his small white house. They walked along the path to the cornfield. Clark said, "After I die, I It's conscious."

Unlike the chaotic and illogical thinking before, Clark's thinking is very clear at this time. He remembers every word and sentence he talked with Hela, and he also remembers the existence of Mazanina and Loki that Hela told him. possibility.

However, Clark said: "I don't know how long I've been in the dark, I don't know where I am, but in my confused thoughts, I've been drawing your face, your body, the prints on you. The shape of every scar, remembering you is the only way I can hold on to my sane thoughts."

Batman laughs again—full of pleasure in his voice.

The two tall men walked along the ridge to the depths of the cornfield and sat down by the deepest ditch. Their cloaks fell casually on the ground. Clark scratched his head. The subtle but clear feeling deep in his body The itchy feeling made him feel a little uncomfortable, but it was a fresh feeling of being alive. Clark scratched Bruce's palm lazily, and the two superheroes were lying on the ground where no one passed by, just like when they were children. On the ridge.

"How long is it until the decisive battle?" Clark asked.

Bruce didn't answer, he touched the arm armor on his left arm with his fingers, and a virtual pop-up window of the countdown popped up, with 47 minutes and 25 seconds left, Clark glanced and asked: "What is the difference between the Justice League and the Avengers?" cooperate?"

Bruce, who looked a little tired, let out a "hmm", he straightened his legs, and was with Clark. Clark's own style of handling things would make him unconsciously abandon his tense body posture. The bright sunshine of Kansas shines on On the two of them, they looked at the blue sky with white clouds floating, and they held hands hanging by their sides.

The two have never been so greedy for the touch of each other's skin as they are now. The warm and soft touch is addictive.

Clark said a bit abruptly: "Dad, do mommy know it's today?" Why did he hear his parents still holding hands and stocking vegetables at the market?

Bruce paused and shook his head. Before Clark opened his eyes, he was not [-]% sure that Clark would come back to life. Of course he would not tell the Kents this news.

Bruce was lying on the ground, and saw Clark sitting up suddenly, his eyes widened and he glared at Bruce, Clark asked, "Where are the children at home?" Bruce shook his head slowly, but his eyes were full of smiles , Clark stretched out his hand towards Bruce, while staring not so angryly, Bruce took out a mobile phone from his universal belt tacitly, and Clark snatched it.

Clark quickly dialed a number, the phone touched his ear, it rang twice, the phone was connected, Martha's voice rang, and she asked: "...What's wrong, Bruce? "

"Mommy!" Clark called out, and in the next second, Clark heard Martha gasping heavily. Clark's voice was a little nasal, and he said, "I'm back, Mommy..." Clark looked at Martha. The mobile phone in his hand was snatched, and he called out: "Dad! I'm back, come back quickly."

"I'm back, it's good to be back." I heard a nasal murmur from the other side of the phone, and the phone was disconnected.

Clark leaned over to look in the direction of the couple, and saw Jonathan throwing the lettuce in his hand, holding Martha's hand and running towards the parking lot.Bruce looked at his boyfriend full of anticipation, moved his hand, and pushed the virtual countdown screen in front of his boyfriend. Clark glanced at the time, stood up, and flew into the sky.

"Master Bruce," Alfred's voice came from Bruce's earphones, he asked, "Do you need me to ask the young masters and ladies at home for school leave?"

"Not for now, Fu," Bruce said, standing up, "Our battle is far from over. Let's leave a little surprise for the children!"

"I wish you all the best, Master Bruce," Alfred couldn't help exhaling, as if letting go of a burden that had been on his shoulders, he said, "I believe in your plan. Flying over there, I don't have much confidence to hide it from the children at home."

Bruce replied: "Thank you, Afu, in every way." Bruce walked to the cottage on the Kent farm. When Bruce appeared in the yard of the farm cottage, he looked up to the sky and saw Superman holding a In the car, there were two couples wearing seat belts and sitting motionless. A big fluffy white dog was squatting on the roof of the car, sticking out its tongue from the sun.

Superman landed on the ground, and he put the car on the ground very carefully. Bruce watched the couple breathe out the breath they held in their lungs, and let their hands with stretched veins come down from the window frame of the car door. Martha went up three notches: "My God, Clark!"

Superman opened the co-pilot's door, opened his arms and hugged Martha who was about to complain loudly, Superman buried his head on Martha's shoulder, and stretched out his hand to Jonathan. Old Mr. Kent walked slowly He got down from the driver's seat, walked around the front of the car, and hugged his child's body that still smelled of mud.

An excited big white dog was held down by Bruce standing on the side of the dog's head, and the fluffy tail shook out of the phantom. Little Krypton made an aggrieved sound of "wow, woof, woof", and Black Grape's dog's eyes did not move at all. The nail was nailed to Clark's body. Bruce squatted down, and the hand holding the dog's head ran down the dog's head to the furry back. The dog slowly calmed down, and turned its head to lick Bruce's hand.

The big white dog made a trip to the ground, showing its belly on all fours. The dog was very happy, and its owner finally came back to life from the ground. Bruce rubbed the dog's belly, and Xiao Krypton kicked his legs happily.

Bruce was stroking his extremely happy dog. In fact, most of his attention was focused on the family. At this moment, Bruce saw a shadow getting closer and closer to him from the corner of his eye. Raising his head naturally, he saw the tearful old Kent and Mrs. Kent leading their son and walking in front of him.

At first, Clark stretched out his hand to him, and then the Kent family hugged Wayne, who had no superfluous expression on his face. Clark also stretched out his feet, pinching the dog that had rolled over and squeezed between his legs, four A person and a dog hugged each other, and the warm hug made these people not want to let go for a while.

Several people did not say a word after these long-lost reunions. The Kent family spoke with a nasal tone. Although Bruce's voice did not change much, but at this moment he clearly felt that the stone in his heart had melted. Disappeared.

Letting go of the long hug, Clark cleared his throat. He looked at Master Bruce, who was not good at expressing his emotions, with a relieved smile on his face. His ears were still a little red. Clark glanced at him. Glancing at Bruce's armor, a virtual screen with a countdown popped up.

The time is coming—Clark is not afraid to fight, as long as he is with his lover, they will win in the end—even if he has no idea of ​​Batman's plan.