[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

When Clark woke up, he saw Bruce's peaceful sleeping face as soon as he opened his eyes.Bruce leaned sideways on the pillow. He was still in a deep sleep, his heartbeat was steady and his breathing was calm. Clark pulled his hand out of the quilt with minimal movements and put it on his forehead. Why did he let this man go in for a moment yesterday? The bed in his master bedroom?

Just because Bruce's eyes flickered with pleading eyes, damn it, Clark glanced at this person again, couldn't he refuse this person?

The man was so handsome, so quiet, so pleasing to the eye.

Clark looked at Bruce's sleeping face quietly, Bruce's breathing was steady, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, Clark's sleepiness subsided, and he stopped staring at Bruce.

The curtains of the room were drawn, and he reached out to turn off the red solar radiation. He looked out of the window through the curtains, and the sun was shining outside the window.Clark turned his head slightly and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was [-]:[-] in the morning, and Clark, who was going to work at [-] o'clock, gently lifted the quilt, got up quietly, and walked out of the bedroom with his slippers on. go.

Clark closed the door of the master bedroom casually, and suddenly grasped the sense of unreality that Bruce said, and overnight, they changed from friends to lovers, from lovers to the father of the child, and from the father of the child Sharing the same bed?Is it possible to get a certificate later?

Thanks to Rao, neither Gotham nor Metropolis has laws on same-sex marriage.

Clark shook his head. He raised his head and looked through the door of the guest bedroom. He saw that Xiao Krypton, who was squatting beside the bed, had already slept on the bed, and was propped up by one of Mazanina's arms. A dog is close to each other, snoring soundly.

Clark walked through the corridor and went downstairs. He pushed open the door of the bathroom, washed and took care of himself. Clark heard the sound of splashing water coming from the master bedroom upstairs. Clark brushed his teeth. paused.

Apparently Bruce woke up when Clark stared at Bruce's sleeping face.

This man's acting skills are really good!

I just like acting in front of him, so I let myself appreciate him a lot, who the hell!

The refreshed Clark walked out of the bathroom on the first floor, and saw Bruce sitting at the table in the restaurant as if nothing had happened, announcing the presence of his family in a very ostentatious manner.Clark really couldn't help but give the man a blank look. Bruce moved his fingers away from the tablet lying on the table, and then supported his head with his hands, saying, "Good morning, Clark."

"Morning." Clark replied.

Just like every time Alfred ignored his master Bruce for breakfast, Bruce asked, "What's for breakfast? I don't see any ingredients in the refrigerator in the kitchen," Clark couldn't help but look at his face with concern. In the kitchen, Bruce went on to say, "Are you going to go out and buy it? I can just eat bread. Of course, it would be even better if you can buy pineapple buns and skim milk."

Bruce, who made his request very clearly, looked away and landed on the tablet again.

Clark disappeared in place. He floated upstairs and changed his clothes before coming down. There was a subtle uneasiness in the Kryptonian whose relationship had not changed. This uneasiness drove him to Bruce, who looked up. , the moment Clark bent down, Bruce put his arms around his neck and kissed him.

"Satisfied?" Bruce asked, nuzzling Clark's nose.

"Hmm." Clark made a murmured nasal sound. He straightened up, glanced at the tablet, and said, "This is..."

"Our daughter," Bruce said, "is sure, waiting for Tony's test results to come back, and our guesses will be verified."

Clark looked at Bruce and asked, "When are you going to tell Tony to do Nina's godfather?"

"Honestly, I wasn't really ready to be a dad."

Clark raised his eyebrows and looked at people—as if I was ready, Xiao Nizi was really caught off guard, and they knew that the little princess was their daughter from the future, and they had nothing else to do I don’t know, even the person who sent her here used some means to erase Mazanina’s memory—the memory of who Lucy is, the memory of the person who will form a relationship with Mazanina in the future.

Moments later, Bruce sees Clark walking towards the gate and flying away.Ten minutes later, Clark appeared in the back garden of his villa, carrying a large paper bag of packaged pineapple buns and a box of milk bought from a convenience store.

The tablet in Bruce's hand had been put aside, and he sat crookedly at the dining table. There were three extra sets of cutlery on the table, one in front of Bruce, one in his hand, and one opposite him.Clark put the breakfast on the table, and it was distributed in the next second.

Bruce was holding the pineapple bun. He tore off the transparent glue of the transparent food bag outside the pineapple bun, took a bite, and asked, "You said yesterday that you have something to tell me today, what is it?"

"A case," Clark briefly recounted the murder of Dr. Ed, the former chief coroner of the Metropolitan FBI, the theft of his body, and Finger's falsification of Ed's autopsy report. In Theft and Murder, in Hopps's order to ship containers from Metropolitan Port to Gotham Port, see an order that was shipped to Gotham the day after Dr. Ed's body was found A freezer."

"The consignee is Falconi's subordinate, nicknamed 'Mud Muddy'." Clark said.

Mud guy, according to the records, this person was the first drug dealer more than ten years ago. When the police arrested him, he tried to hide ice/drugs in the mud, but he was found out, so others gave him this nickname " Mudboy".

"For your Rao's sake," said Bruce, "today is the last day of my vacation."

Clark took a bite of the bread, his blue eyes just staring at Bruce, exactly like the eyes the man had had last night when he was about to get into his bed.

Finally, Bruce said: "fine." Bruce paused, and said: "I remember that Falconi was driven crazy by the drug given by the 'Scarecrow' before he had time to shake off his subordinates."

Clark nodded, and the Kryptonian took a bite of the pineapple bun and chewed it carefully.

"Anything else?" Bruce asked.

Clark swallowed the bread in his mouth, and there was a bit of curiosity in his words: "I saw the expression on your face when you chatted with Tony yesterday. Tony couldn't see it. You must know the information related to Wakanda. What is it?"

"Tablet," Bruce said, Clark reached for the tablet in the distance, and Bruce continued to instruct: "Open the folder named 'Wakanda' in the file."

Clark clicked on the "Wakanda" folder, and there were photos in it. Judging from the shooting angle and clarity of the photos, this should be a satellite photo taken by the Wayne Enterprise satellite-the photos were all taken from the same angle, The starting point of the time is January 48st, and there are a total of 24 photos taken at a three-day interval, which means that the satellite photo records from January [-]st to May [-]th this year.

Clark slid past one by one, and the satellite shot down a mountain range. Judging from the location marked in the satellite photo, it is exactly where the Wakanda tribe is located. This mountain range is densely wooded. The color changes to the light green of early spring, and then from the light green of early spring to the dark green of early summer.

Clark looked up and asked, "So?"

"You always look and choose not to see, Clark," Bruce said.

"Except for those brothers in London, B," Clark boasted, "No one can match your observation skills. At least give me a clue."

"Look at the shadows of the trees," Bruce prompted.

Clark lowered his head, swiped his fingers on the screen, and looked at the photos again, then he gave a slightly surprised "Huh" and murmured, "The shadows of the trees are almost exactly the same in these photos."

"It's not almost," Bruce said. "I compared them with software, and they are exactly the same."

"You mean, what the satellite captures is not the real face of Wakanda at all, but some kind of image mapping, Rao," Clark said, "How did they prop up such a big curtain, no, it's not a curtain, this Most likely an energy shield transmitted by vibranium, and then they project images on the shield."

"That's right." Bruce said: "So, I speculate that Wakanda must still have a large amount of vibrating metal, otherwise they would not be able to build such a large-scale mapping projection. But this is just my guess, I don't have time yet Investigate this thoroughly."

"You mean," Clark said, "the so-called fact that the Wakanda tribe stole all the vibrating metal they had was false?"

"It should be false. This country may not be as poor and backward as we know it. Its technology and economy may have developed to an unimaginable level. The reason why they are self-enclosed and self-sufficient is to protect Zhenjin’s wealth, and avoid wars caused by outside covetousness.” Bruce added in particular: “That’s what I speculated.”

He is very sure of the speculation that Bruce would say.

"What are you going to do?" Clark asked.

Bruce replied: "I don't have any plans for the time being, but if you have a chance, you can get in touch with them."

Clark asked: "Are you talking about Clark Kent or Superman, Superman?" Bruce nodded, if they can get enough vibration gold, they can create a new set of Batman and Superman suits.

"Okay." Clark agreed.

Bruce asked again: "Is there anything else?" Clark shook his head, and Clark only heard Bruce say, "Then I have something very important to ask you."

Listening to Bruce's tone, Clark sat up straight and asked seriously, "What's the matter?"

Bruce cleared his throat, and Rao, the usually calm Batman, had a bit of expectation and apprehension in his words, he asked, "Where do you plan to live in the future?"

"Huh? What am I going to do in the future?" Clark was a little dazed, and he said, "What kind of important question is this?"

"Isn't this question important?" Bruce showed surprise - but Clark discerned carefully and felt that this surprise was more of a faux pas.

Clark held back his laughter and asked in a very serious tone, "Tell me, how important is it?"

Bruce cleared his throat, and said half-pretentiously and half-seriously: "First, Batman's patrol work is almost 360/[-], [-] days a year, and if you continue to live in the metropolis, we may only see you once a week. This is very detrimental to maintaining a relationship that has just been confirmed." Bruce continued: "Second, Nina must live with Alfred so that she can get the best care. I hope Nina can With a complete family, you don’t want to see Nina only once a week, do you?”

Clark sat next to Bruce, and the man just turned sideways, talking to him, and Clark had to admit, he was convinced.

And Bruce stretched out his hand, put his hand on the back of Clark's hand, and said very seriously: "Clark, I am serious about this relationship, and I don't want any external and completely avoidable reasons to reduce the amount of time we can get along. time."

"Okay," Clark said, "I want to stay in my previous guest room."

Bruce held Clark's hand and said, "Okay." In fact, Bruce also felt that developing too fast would not be of much benefit to their relationship.

The two sat side by side, with their heads turned sideways, looking at each other like this. The couples who had initially established a relationship actually like this kind of close contact very much. The eyes of the two were entangled. Bruce saw the minute hand of the restaurant clock sweeping across With an arc, he thrust his head forward and kissed Clark's lips, kissed and then separated, Bruce reminded: "It's time, Clark."

Clark looked back at the time, he really had to drive out, but Clark felt a little uneasy, he asked: "You are at home alone, have fun with the little princess," Bruce nodded, and Clark said: "I see Afu Already on the plane, he should be there at eleven o'clock, don't come into my kitchen, I quite like my plates and cups, they are all porcelain bought in Jingdezhen, China..."

Bruce, who might have been at odds with the kitchen, nodded again.

"I don't have a long break at noon, so I won't be back," Clark asked again, "You wait for me at home after get off work in the evening."

Wait for me at home.

Bruce said curtly, "Okay."

Clark stood up, and while walking towards the door, he realized another problem. He turned his head and said, "If Tony's results come out today, they will probably be sent to me, and I will forward the files to you when the time comes." Can't understand the results of the atomic order test.

"Goodbye, Clark," Bruce said, pursing his lips, "I'll wait for you to go home."

"Goodbye."

For lovers who are in a relationship for the first time, "I'll wait for you to go home" is a very sweet love story.

Waiting for Clark's figure to disappear at the door, Bruce took out a wireless earphone from his pocket and stuffed it into his ear. He moved his fingers on the phone and connected to the bug on Marzanina's watch on the bedside table in the bedroom. Walking in slippers to the laboratory in the basement——

With nothing else to do, let him sort out the information on that "mud guy" before the cub wakes up.