[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Barry looked left and right, and when he looked up, he saw Clark lying on the bed in the cabin, with a blanket drawn to cover the tip of his chin. He was lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone with both hands and scrolling through Twitter.Barry squatted next to Clark as soon as he moved. Clark's eyes moved away from the phone screen and landed on Barry with his chin resting on his hands.

Barry watched Clark look over with satisfaction, and he asked, "Puff pastry, do you have any snacks?"

"Yes," Clark sat up, he thought for a while and said, "Barry, I have something to say."

Barry followed Clark, watching Clark turn over the various hidden corners of the private jet, and the switch to open those hidden corners required a certain skill - some hidden storage cabinets even Barry didn't see.

Clark found a pile of puffed food in various small packages, a small package of small toffee, and a small package of children's cheese from the refrigerator. Clark thought about it, and it was in the locker behind the cockpit. Inside, I dug out a few energy bars.

"What's the matter?" Barry watched Clark's figure dangling in front of his eyes, and there were more and more snacks on the table in front of him.Barry let out a "wow" and asked, "Why are there so many snacks in your plane? And it's hidden like gold in the cabinet."

"The little princess is very fond of treasure hunting games recently," Clark said. "I guess, these should be Nina's rations that Ah Fu hid in the plane, and the ones that are hidden in a particularly hidden way may be written by Bruce."

Barry's tone was a little fluttering, and he said, "Shouldn't there be something more valuable hidden in such a hidden place?"

"There are also storage cabinets for rescue and escape items. In addition to me, B, Fu, Xiao Nizi and dogs on this plane," Barry suddenly realized that for Superman with clairvoyant eyes, if there is no lead barrier, No amount of concealment is concealment.

Clark rummaged through the pile of snacks and found a bag of tomato-flavored biscuits. He said, "You just called me meringue, didn't you?" Barry tilted his head, took a sip of beef-flavored french fries After inhaling it, Clark raised his hand to reach his glasses and said, "In the future, when we use our real identities for activities, we don't need to call you code names."

Barry nodded with French fries in his mouth, and said very seriously: "Okay." Half a second later, Barry raised his hand and asked, "Can I ask, didn't you say you would take me to an island for vacation? Why are we squatting in the private jet at the airport, let's go first, you will pick up B later... Bruce... no... can't it be done?"

Clark said very solemnly: "First, if you leak in front of my daughter, Martha Nina is the biggest weakness of me and Bruce. Before the little princess has the ability to protect herself, our identities must not be exposed to the public. Among the people." Clark thought for a while, seeing Barry's tense appearance, he added: "I will confiscate all your snacks!"

After being stabbed by Clark's eye knife, Barry raised his hands together and waved for forgiveness. He raised two fingers and swore: "I will definitely pay attention."

Clark looked at the lively and active big boy in front of him, then nodded, relaxed his expression, and said: "Second, Bruce doesn't like to be taken by me to fly if it is not necessary. He said that it is necessary for him to fly fast. Physical discomfort to endure, so if there is no rush, we generally fly."

"Snack Black Hole" was eating snacks in a "crack-crack" manner. Hearing this sentence, the snacks in his hands were no longer fragrant, smelling like dog food.

Barry curled his lips and changed the topic. The two chatted. They not only ate all the snacks on the plane, but also went out to buy two trips and had lunch. It was almost two o'clock when Clark heard To the sound of the motor of a sports car speeding towards a small plane.

Clark glanced at Barry, who was snoring while blindfolded by a blanket, and Bruce, who was dressed very casually, waved at the airport staff as he sat still. The staff, this person waited for the staff to leave, he calmed down and stepped onto the plane in a relaxed manner, showing a little tiredness.

The car outside was driven away. Bruce walked into the cabin and closed the cabin door casually. His gaze passed over his boyfriend and fell on the snoring Barry. Bruce looked at his boyfriend and asked with his eyes——you? This is another friend who came to milk the cub?

Clark nodded with a smile, stood up quietly, and bent over to fasten Barry's seat belt. Barry rubbed his face against the pillow, showing no sign of waking up.

He hooked his hands towards Bruce, and the two walked into the cockpit one after the other, and Bruce walked behind and closed the door of the cockpit, so that they would not be able to quarrel with the big-hearted and fat person outside while they were talking in the cockpit The big boy, Bruce sat in the co-pilot seat, Clark put on the headset and started to contact the tower.

Fifteen minutes later, the plane took off. When the plane reached the predetermined altitude, Clark turned on the autopilot. He saw Bruce with his face slightly sideways. The man looked at him intently with his chin propped on his hands. Clark couldn't help but say: "What's wrong?"

Bruce looked at Clark and said, "Is there anything you want to ask me?"

Clark gave him a strange look, and asked back: "I have something to ask you, you look like you have something to tell me?"

Bruce showed a smile a little abruptly, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, he said, "When I communicated with Tony in private..."

"I knew it!" Clark muttered.

Bruce went on to say: "Tony complained to me that I was a person with an extraordinary desire to control. Tony said that he was sometimes worried that you would not be able to stand my desire to control and conflicted with me." Bruce organized his words, Said: "And Tony believes that once there is an irreconcilable conflict between the two of us, it will be no different from a world war."

Clark couldn't help laughing loudly, he said with a smile: "Didn't you tell Tony that we had a big fight in college?" Clark glanced at the aircraft display board and said, "At that time I remember, I was bored about everything because of you, I had a big fight with you without telling me about any plans, and I ignored you for half a year haha."

"Half a year?" Bruce raised his hand, and he said, "Seven months and four days, if it wasn't for my birthday and Ah Fu invited you to Gotham, you might still be deadlocked with me."

"No, no, no," Clark looked at the route map, and said, "If you hadn't made a promise to me at that time, you would tell me the news in a moderate and timely manner, and I would definitely stick to it. I won't stick to it , will you give in?"

Bruce said in a very low voice, "I still remember the table you smashed!"

"Seven months, now I'm telling you the truth," Clark said with a little embarrassment, "If Ah Fu hadn't secretly supported me and encouraged me, I wouldn't have lasted so long."

"I know," Bruce smiled, and said, "Ah Fu not only supports you, but after I got home, Ah Fu would make sarcastic remarks intentionally or unintentionally when he found an opportunity."

"Really?" Clark was a little surprised. He said, "Ah Fu really broke his heart because of our relationship." Clark said, "So, why did you bring this up?"

When the two talked about this topic, their tone was very relaxed. Clark knew very well that no one could change Bruce's habit of planning and preparing in advance, but he also believed in Bruce's guarantee.

"I've been thinking about a problem recently," Bruce said, looking ahead through the glass window of the driver's cab. The blue sky above the sky was as blue as if it had been washed. Someone, one day, betrays us for some reason, how do we stop him...or control his or her actions."

"Every superhero, no matter how powerful, has weaknesses," Bruce said without looking at Clark, "I have a plan for that."

"Is it really that hard for you to trust others more?" Bruce didn't respond, Clark reached out and grabbed Bruce's hand on the armrest, and he said, "Damn, B, you told me you wanted me to get along with you, Or do you want me to show them something?"

Bruce turned his head, looked at Clark, and said, "I believe in you, you can do what you think is right." Clark took a deep look at his boyfriend, and made a slight "hum" from his nose.

Clark rubbed the hard calluses on Bruce's tiger's mouth with his fingertips, and asked knowingly, "Is there anything else you want to tell?"

Bruce looked at his boyfriend's slightly unhappy expression, shook his hand back, cleared his throat, changed the subject, and said, "First of all, there is something I want to ask you."

Clark squinted his eyes and asked vigilantly, "What's the matter?" He did do something behind Bruce's back. Although he didn't intend to hide it, he didn't intend to say it clearly.

Bruce raised his voice at the end and said, "You really don't want to say it?"

Clark pursed his lips.

Bruce asked: "Okay, let me ask you, what hints did you let Professor X add to your mind?"

"Professor X told you?" Bruce shook his head and said, "I guessed it myself. I asked Professor X, and he asked me to ask you personally." Clark pulled his hand, and Bruce held it tightly. I didn't try any more.

"How did you guess that?" Clark's eyebrows were all drawn together. He recalled it carefully and asked, "Is it because I described the feeling of being 'brained' to Kate in the hospital?"

"That's right, you can only speak so naturally if you have experienced it yourself," Bruce said with emphasis: "Clark, I want to know! Please!"

Clark sighed, and told the truth: "I asked Professor X to add a hint in my mind that under no circumstances should I ever hurt my Batman." Bruce froze, and Clark said, "It's just you, My Bruce Wayne, my Batman."

"You just..." Bruce exhaled and asked, "You just trust me like that? Even if I have made so many plans to subdue you and hurt you?"

"You know better than anyone that compared to my strength, some mysterious powers can easily make me lose control, magic, Hydra's brainwashing, who knows what will be in the future," Clarke understood clearly, and said simply, He said: "And Bruce, I believe in you. Except for my parents, you favor me more than anyone else, you love me more than anyone else, and you love me more than anyone else."

Bruce was looking over his head, lowering his eyebrows, Clark laughed twice, and he said, "I am in a different situation from you. You can subdue me and I don't want to hurt you at all. Two things have nothing to do with each other."

"Yeah." Bruce didn't know what to say, he made a soft nasal sound.

"Let's talk," Clark shook his hands. Bruce glanced at the plane's dashboard and let go of his hand. Clark asked while operating, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"Well," Bruce said after recovering, "There are three more things. The first thing is that your assistant Emily was indeed transformed by Mystique. There was a little conflict at the time, and finally Professor X took her Let’s go, according to Professor X’s feedback to me, what Mystique is plotting is indeed your company’s gene repair and gene strengthening technology.”

"It's just," Bruce said, curling his finger to cover his lips, "until she was taken away by Professor X, she didn't break through the protection technology you set up."

Clark glanced at this man, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wayne, thank you for your tireless training since I received higher education."

"The second thing, you should have guessed it," Bruce leaned back on the passenger seat, and said, "Tony talked to me for most of the night when he deciphered the information, and he finally decided to disclose his identity. On the one hand, he If you can make up your mind completely, on the one hand, after completely shutting down the Stark Arms Department, before he launches the new energy industry, the stock of Stark Industries will rise."

Clark said "oh".

"As for the third thing, when did Bruce Wayne ask the Extremis virus technology to be handed over to Tony Stark?" Bruce said without waiting for Clark to answer, "I guess it was the clown who attacked my apartment." That night, right?" Clark nodded quickly, and Bruce said, "But I took a look at the information shared by Tony," Bruce said, "Tony and I plan that after the Christmas vacation, Stark Industries and Wayne Enterprises will jointly Conduct research on the Extremis virus, which has great potential for development."

Clark didn't think much of it, and Bruce didn't say much.

Clark turned off the autopilot, and the altitude of the plane gradually dropped. After the plane passed through the clouds like thick fog, there was a blue sea directly below the sky. Looking out from the cockpit of the plane, above the white clouds, The sky is as blue as it has been washed,

The plane glides over the sea, getting closer and closer to the island.

The center of the island is a tropical rainforest, surrounded by sandy beaches and reefs, and the turquoise island is surrounded by the blue ocean, like a green emerald gem embedded in a washed blue cloth.

The plane landed on the runway of the small island and came to a stop. What entered Clark's ears were the screams of a little girl and the whining of a fat dog. It was very natural, and Clark showed a happy expression smile.

"Come on," Bruce said, "Our vacation has begun."