I almost ruled the world

Brianna got into their car and went to a fast food restaurant in the small town of Smallville. She absently watched the people coming and going outside the window.

She didn't really have much of an appetite, and after eating a plate of chips, Martha bought her an ice cream.

Brianna stretched out her small tongue to lick the cold ice cream ball, while looking back at the other two.

At this time, they had almost eaten, but Martha got up and decided to go to the bathroom before leaving, and there were only Brianna and Clark in the seat for a while.

Noticing Clark's gaze, Brianna paused and turned her gaze to him sitting opposite.

"Do you want ice cream too?"

Clarke didn't know how to answer Brianna's question.

Naturally, he didn't look at her because he wanted to eat ice cream, but... Clark was curious about what she was thinking when she looked at these passers-by outside the window.

At that time, when Brianna took the seat of the President of the United States, he still remembered the first order that was about to be issued.

She said: Classify all human beings according to their abilities.

The reason why she still can't believe Brianna is how could she give such an almost anti-human order.

Did she ever think that everyone who walked outside the window at this time was alive?

No one is inherently nobler than another.

If Briana rules the world, all this beauty will no longer exist.

"I don't—" Thinking of this, Clark wanted to reject her indifferently.

But before he finished speaking, Brianna stood up suddenly, stretched out the ice cream in her hand in front of him, and said casually, "If you want to eat, I can reluctantly give you a taste."

Clark lowered his head to look at the ice cream that was almost touching the tip of his nose, then raised his head to look at the smiling Brianna, without reacting for a while.

"Hurry up, the ice cream has melted." Just as she was speaking, the milky white ice cream slowly flowed down the cone and touched her fingers.

"Ah, it's all flowing down." Seeing that Clark didn't respond, Brianna's dark eyes seemed to be glowing softly at this moment, but she gave him a dissatisfied look, and then withdrew her hand.

She lifted the ice cream in her hand above her head, then turned sideways and stretched out her pink tongue to gently lick away the liquid that flowed on her hand.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat?" She pretended not to care and glanced at him.

"No, thank you." Clark withdrew his gaze lightly, "I'm past the age of eating ice cream."

"That's it, what a pity." Even though she said so, Brianna felt a little annoyed in her heart.

Why would he not take the bait no matter what, so reckless?

No no no, she must be calm.

If she is so easily hooked, then she is not the god of the world, Superman she is familiar with.

When Martha came back, the two felt a little puzzled looking at the strange atmosphere.

"What's wrong?" She couldn't help asking.

Brianna turned her head to look at her with a smile, but Clark didn't know why at this time he had an ominous premonition.

"Clark said he actually wanted to eat ice cream too! But unfortunately he is past the age to eat this."

"I'm not so—"

"Oh, Clark!" Martha looked at her son and couldn't help elongating her voice, "Don't care about other people's eyes."

Clark frowned and wanted to explain, but Martha had already called the waiter.

The waiter is Bishop, who is famous in the town with a big mouth. If Clark orders an ice cream from him, then tomorrow the whole town will know that Clark Kent, who is already in his 20s, is the one from Martha's family who has been very young since he was a child. Weird kid - ordered an ice cream like a kid.

Clark didn't care about that.

But Martha's enthusiasm overwhelmed him.

He had a headache, but Martha continued to ask him, "What flavor do you want?"

Clark tried to defend himself again, "I really don't want to—"

"Let's have chocolate. No one will hate chocolate-flavored ice cream. You loved it when you were young."

Clark spread his hands helplessly, and he simply gave up struggling, "Whatever."

Martha went to bring the car over, she didn't know why, she didn't like Clark driving her precious car.

She asserted that Clark was used to flying in the sky, but his driving skills must be unfamiliar.

And Brianna couldn't help chuckling at Clark Kent who was holding a chocolate-flavored ice cream in his hand, and she whispered to Clark, "I'm sorry, I thought you kept staring at me because you really wanted to eat it. "

Clark just glanced at her without answering.

Brianna peeked at the ice cream in his hand, "Can I try yours?"

Clark stretched out his hand, and was about to say this for you to eat, but she suddenly and gently grasped Clark's wrist, lowered her head and quickly took a bite.

After licking, she took two steps back as if nothing had happened, but the chocolate-colored ice cream was on her upper lip.

Brianna stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her lips, but soon showed a regretful expression, "Why do I feel that yours is not as delicious as mine?"

Clark was feeling irritable, but suddenly his movements stopped, and his expression was a little unnatural.

Brianna was a little strange, and Clark directly stuffed the ice cream in her hand.

what happened?

She looked up at Clark, only to find that Clark was frowning and looking into the distance.

Following his gaze, Brianna saw a girl standing not far away watching them.

Like, that girl from before?

Tsk, haunted.

Briana curled her lips in annoyance.

The lady in white walked towards them slowly, she glanced at Brianna, then raised her head to look at Clark, "Long time no see, are you back?"

Clark twitched the corner of his mouth, "I just came back temporarily for a few days."

"Oh." She nodded, and then turned her eyes on Brianna, "Is she...?"

"Brianna Byers." Clark didn't mean to introduce in depth, and then said to Brianna, "This is my classmate, Lana Blue."

Brianna showed her a sweet smile, "Sister Lana, hello, I'm Brianna, and I'm temporarily staying at Clark's house."

Lana looked at Clark, seeing that he didn't have any intention to explain, she looked a little disappointed, "That's it."

"I haven't seen you for so long, do you have time to chat?" Lana raised her head and looked at him expectantly.

"Di—" There was a sound of a horn in the distance, and Brianna turned her head to look, and found that it was Martha who drove over to pick them up.

The car window was rolled down, and Martha was a little surprised, "Is it... Lana? Oh, it's really been a long time."

Clark looked at Lana and smiled apologetically at her, "Sorry, next time."

With that said, Clark got into the co-pilot of the car and looked straight ahead, while Brianna raised her eyebrows and took a bite of the ice cream that was about to melt, and then sat in the back seat.

Lana looked at the ice cream in her hand with some dismay, but it made Brianna eat it even more happily.

Give it up, Aunt Lana.

Even without her, Clark Kent wouldn't like you coward.