I almost ruled the world

Brianna was sitting in Clark's passenger seat, leaning her head against the window glass to watch the scenery driving back quickly outside the window, watching the pedestrians coming and going in the largest city in the United States.

The original giant has turned into a small and fragile ant again, but she is not reconciled to disappearing from everyone.

Happiness does not deserve to appear on their faces.

Fear deserves it.

Clark Kent's car slowly drove towards a school in Queens, New York, not too close to his apartment, but still quite a distance away.

She guessed that her coming to this school must have something to do with the so-called person who would "look after" her.

It was lunch break when they came to school.

Briana got out of the car, and her arrival attracted some curious onlookers from the school, but more of them stared and whispered.

Among them, Peter Parker, that is, Spider-Man, was a little downcast.

Mr. Batman wants Briana to attend his school, and while he understands Mr. Batman's decision to do so,...

He was really a little scared of that Brianna Byers.

Peter felt that he would never forget the dark and lonely eyes when he was bathed in blood, and the fierceness of the attack.

Unexpectedly, such a person would go to the same school as him.

He also asked him to take care of her when she was in school... No matter what you think, such a girl doesn't need to take care of her, right?

Suddenly, Brianna seemed to be aware of Peter's gaze. When she was walking towards the teaching building, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the crowd with cold eyes.

For some reason, he felt that those dark eyes seemed to be looking at him.

Peter Parker looked away quickly.

He couldn't help thinking that even if her abilities were sealed, it didn't look like she needed protection.

Just suddenly, the man beside her also stopped, as if asking her what's wrong.

Peter felt that the man's temperament was somewhat familiar, but somehow he couldn't remember it.

And that girl, Brianna Byers, suddenly smiled. She showed a gentle smile towards the man beside her, her eyes were slightly bent, and there seemed to be a soft light in her eyes, and the stagnant atmosphere around her quickly spread out.

Peter was stunned for a moment—is this the Brianna Byers in his memory who wanted to rule the world?

After completing the admission procedures, Brianna followed Clark out of the school.

Today is just a report, tomorrow will be officially enrolled.

Classes were over by this time, and the students who had gathered in the square before were gone, except for the boys of the rugby team, who were practicing on the playground.

Brianna was a little concerned when she had a sight just now, unlike the disgusting scrutiny of others, but she couldn't tell exactly what the problem was.

Maybe it has something to do with the person watching her.

But Brianna wasn't worried about what the person watching her would do to her at this time, because she had already set her mind on Superman.

She got into Clark's passenger seat and put on her seat belt.

Clark's annual leave ends tomorrow and he's going back to work.

Suddenly, a question came to Brianna's mind and asked cautiously, "What are we having for dinner? Hmm...can you cook, Clark?"

Clark paused, "I can handle this well."

"I can help you." Brianna smiled at him, "My cooking skills are amazing."

Clark frowned suspiciously at her between drives.

Brianna blinked at him, and then couldn't help laughing, "Okay. Actually, Martha taught me a few tricks before. She said you definitely don't have time to take good care of me, but she is too worried, I Always been good at that."

"Really, I didn't expect that the first time in my life to cook for a young man is not my future Darling, but you."

As she said that, she looked away angrily and looked forward.

It's okay that Brianna didn't say this, and after she said it, Clark remembered that she called him honey in the car.

"Speaking of which, Brianna." The car stopped just before the red light, and Clark's slender fingers tapped the steering wheel lightly, "You shouldn't call me honey on the bus today, it's inappropriate."

"Pfft, I'm just curious what it would be like if Superman was taken to the police station." She laughed maliciously.

"By the way, I didn't check the refrigerator when I left. Are there any ingredients in it?"

"No." Clark replied cleanly.

"Doesn't Superman need to eat?"

"..."

"Then Superman should go to the bathroom anyway?"

"..."

The car drove away slowly until it disappeared.

In the evening, Brianna returned to Clark's apartment, took the ingredients from him, and ran directly to the kitchen, "I'm so hungry."

Clark followed to the kitchen and helped her put other unnecessary items into the refrigerator.

Then he set his sights on Brianna.

Brianna skillfully fried the steak in the pan, the butter had already melted, and a strong aroma wafted out.

Clark watched her with interest, only to notice Briana's disapproving stare.

But soon, she turned her head and held the spatula to turn it over again. Her brown curly hair was hanging down on her chest, and she looked solemn, as if she was not cooking dinner, but facing her own enemy.

enemy.

When Clark Kent thought of this word, he suddenly felt a little inconsistent.

He had been enemies with Brianna.

In less than a week, he was able to get along with her so peacefully, it seemed that the guard and worry before had disappeared.

But for some reason, Clark looked at Brianna in front of him, and felt that she was no different from other ordinary 16-year-old girls.

Perhaps, there are more misfortunes.

"The space in the kitchen where you stand here is reduced by more than half, Clark! It's useless for you to doubt me, you have to eat it if it tastes bad..." Brianna muttered.

Clark couldn't help lowering his eyes when he saw that she was still able to do a job with ease. Obviously, this was not learned from Martha.

He walked out of the kitchen and sat down at the dining table to wait, feeling anticipation in his heart.

Just suddenly, Clark's expression turned slightly cold, and his head turned slightly towards the window.

Brianna came out of the kitchen with two well-prepared, steaming steaks.

As a result, there was no one on the table for some reason.

She slowly put the steak on the table and looked back at the open window, the curtains were blowing loudly in the wind.

Brianna's eyes gradually became gloomy, and she put her hands on the table, trying to suppress her anger.

But soon, she took a deep breath and turned to a smile.

Clark Kent had something to leave, probably to save the world.

Then she would wait until the dinner she had just made was cold, until he came back casually to see the scene in front of her.

Brianna wanted Clark Kent to see how she was waiting, to make him feel guilty and sorry.

She pulled back the seat and stubbornly stared at the gradually cooling steak in front of her.

Don't you just starve yourself?Isn't it just doing what you hate the most?

But all of this, Brianna will get it back.