I almost ruled the world

Brianna raised her head and watched him slowly walk in front of her, and then lowered her head carelessly to look at the food on the ground in a daze.

Until his legs came into Briana's view, unavoidable.

It was only when the effect of the light faded that she noticed the change in his uniform.

Brianna frowned, belatedly raised her head again and looked him up and down for a moment, then said mercilessly, "Ah, that looks ugly."

But before he finished speaking, Brianna was pulled by his arm forcefully, almost pulled up from the ground as if pulled.

Clark in front of him was furious, and he raised her hand, "What do you want to do? Do you think I will forgive you?"

Brianna let out a soft cry, her arm hurting from his pull, and because he was so tall, she had to stand on tiptoe to ease the pain from him.

Originally, if she saw Clark who was usually angry, Brianna would choose to use a sweet voice to smooth his frowning brows and act like a baby, but now she only feels fear.

In fact, she was also annoyed, Brianna felt that she was his enemy in his eyes, "I don't want your forgiveness either."

But they seem to be enemies at first.

She took a deep breath, stared at him with dark eyes, with a trace of hope that no one could detect, but her tone was extremely cold, "Are you here because you care about me?"

"...Of course not." Clark stared at her closely, smiled suddenly, and denied with a hint of sarcasm, "I don't care about you."

"Oh." Brianna nodded, then raised her head slightly, "Then do you want to be the same as last time? But it hurt a lot last time, and I smell bad now, can I take a shower?"

Clark looked at her in disbelief, as if shocked by her shamelessness.

He gritted his teeth and called her name, "Brianna Byers... Your adoptive parents didn't misunderstand you, you have no heart."

Although she wanted to piss him off on purpose... But for some reason, hearing what he said, Brianna still felt as if someone was holding her heart tightly, and the sourness inside overflowed from her chest Come.

No heart.

So what's going on with this feeling now?

She didn't know what this meant, but her rationality told her that she shouldn't let these emotions out, so that Clark would notice.

He doesn't care about himself anymore, keeping her in such a lonely and horrible place like garbage, if Clark finds out that he still feels sad about it, then he will definitely mock himself severely.

"Then why did you come here?" Brianna tilted her head and looked at the expressionless Clark.

I don’t know whether it’s the dark uniform on his body or the changes in himself that make Clark’s look completely different from before. If he was still a god full of humanity in the past, at this moment he really makes people feel Undeniable, he is a high-ranking ruler.

"In case you do die."

"Then according to what you said before, it's no big deal for me to die like this. Why do you want to stop it?"

He looked at the girl he once loved deeply in front of him, perhaps because of the cold, she didn't have the smell she said.

But at this moment, she looked dirty. Her beautiful long dark brown hair was tangled and knotted, and her bright face in her impression became gray and lifeless. In the pair of dark eyes looking at him, those False love has long since disappeared, and some are only numb.

He saw his own reflection in Briana's numb pupils.

Obviously, he didn't feel much pleasure from hurting her, but only saw a painful soul, a man who was desperate for losing the most important thing.

His throat was extremely dry, his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, and the dull pain in his heart made him almost unable to breathe.

For so many days, Clark hated her every day, the murderer who destroyed his entire beautiful world, especially after knowing that his life was not long, he even chose to let the resentment completely control him, and made what he could never do things—even though he now felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Clark thought until the last second that she was putting on a show, just like she used to approach him with ulterior motives to make herself fall in love with her.

He didn't expect that she really wanted to leave so irresponsibly.

Clark really didn't understand, he didn't understand why Briana was torturing him like this, let alone why he felt flustered like never before when he should hate her now.

Even at this moment, she was still alive, but Clark had already turned into something he didn't recognize.

He didn't even dare to think about what terrifying appearance he would turn into if he really let Brianna disappear into this world as he wished.

There was a deep chill in Clark's heart, and he finally realized that Brianna had always been so free and easy, but he couldn't bear the fact of losing her.

The situation is no longer fair.

Only he is ridiculously humble.

He took a deep breath, feeling the soreness and numbness of the air passing through his throat.

Clarke tried to keep his voice sounding ruthless, because he could guess how confident Briana would take pleasure in torturing him now that she knew she loved her even if he couldn't help it.

"Because it's too cheap for you."

But why bother?

Now, what is the need for resentment?

After a long silence, Clark suddenly and slowly let go of Brianna's hand. Under her curious eyes, he walked to a wall. After pressing something, a loud warning sound suddenly sounded.

"Your metabolism is in a large fluctuation, it is recommended to have a physical examination."

Clark didn't know whether he didn't care or he knew it already, and he acted as if he didn't care about it. At the same time, the wall was finally opened under the control of the master, revealing the other parts of the Fortress of Solitude.

It turned out that this place was not as empty as Brianna had thought.

She looked at Clark who left here without closing the door with some doubts, and saw that he seemed to have forgotten himself and walked to other rooms, Brianna couldn't help laughing at herself.

Look, if you don't even close the "prison gate", you really don't care about her at all.

If it had been the first time she'd been locked in by Clark, Briana would have reminded him, but now... she didn't want to run away, and she didn't want to take the time to prove it.

Thinking of this, Brianna obediently lowered her head, choosing not to look at him.

But... the reminder just now made Brianna a little concerned.

But Superman has a high metabolism, which should be a normal thing.

"There is a bathroom here." Clark suddenly turned his head and said, the empty fortress was filled with his echo.

Seeing that Brianna was still a little unmoved, he murmured suddenly after being silent, as if telling her and himself, "If you are desperate, then everything is meaningless..."

What doesn't make sense anymore?

Brianna thought, is there no point in torturing her?

Seeing that she was unmoved, Clark slowly floated in front of her, and picked Brianna carefully from the ground.

This made her suddenly surprised again.

What's going on here?

Didn't you mean to torture her?

Brianna watched his jaw tense and found herself in the bathroom Clark had spoken of.

He gently put Brianna into the bathtub, gently stroked the hair hanging from her forehead, and carefully took off her clothes.

It's a different person from before.

What's up with him?

She looked at him obediently, but couldn't help but start thinking wildly in her heart.

Recalling what Clark said before, is this trying to give her hope and then make her suffer?

There is no need to do so much.

She was in more pain than Clark imagined.

……

Anyway, Briana sighed softly when she was finally able to recover some heat by soaking in the hot water.

And his fingers brushed Briana's shoulders indistinctly, and then his broad chest hugged her tighter behind him, as if he was going to strangle her.

She didn't know when Clark became so moody.

She looked sideways at Clark's profile, and Brianna couldn't help thinking about when they were "in love".

If it's fake, it doesn't seem so bad to be able to indulge in it for a while.