When the Super British Ruled the Earth[British and American]

At night, Celia was lying in her bedroom, and the room was very quiet. She raised her hand and stared at the chain on her wrist.

The blue gems shone with light, so clear and translucent, just like the eyes of that man.

She lowered her arms and stared silently at the ceiling.

In the end, he sighed silently.

Clark was lying on the sofa in the living room, he stared at the sky outside the window in a daze.In the darkness, rustling sounds came from the direction of Xilia's bedroom, followed by light footsteps.

Before Superman could react, there was a warm body in his arms.

"... Celia?" He was a little surprised.

Xilia didn't speak, just nestled in his arms, finding a comfortable position.

For the two of them, this kind of lingering hug seemed to have lasted for a long, long time.

Clark's palm gently stroked Celia's hair.

"Do you remember me?"

Celia buried her in his shoulder and shook her head.She just took Clark's hand and closed her eyes.

"I don't know who you are," she said, "and I don't know what your purpose is—I just want to know why you like me. I'm so ordinary..."

"You're not ordinary at all," said Superman gently but firmly. "You're different, Celia. I don't mean your identity...I mean your personality, and that's what you are to me." .I like every bit of you, for no reason."

Celia turned her face sideways, blinking her eyes, watching the darkness behind Clark's shoulder.

"How do you know that you really like me?" After a while, she said, "You have had a girlfriend, then you should be able to understand that no one is different in this world. You like me, and It was just a momentary illusion."

Clark didn't speak, but his fingers stroked the top of Celia's head tenderly.

"I've thought about it," he said. "You're right, no one is different. After all, I'm just an ordinary, ordinary man. If my feelings for you were just a passing illusion, Then I am willing to be lost in this illusion forever."

Celia's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, and she raised her head to meet Clark's eyes.

"You're a big fool, Carl," she said. "Don't you get what I mean? I just wanted to have a one-night stand with you. I didn't want to have a relationship with you."

She felt that she had said something very serious, but the man's eyes were still so gentle, enveloping her like the sky.

"I get it," he said. "It's all right, Celia. You can do whatever you want."

Celia lowered her eyelashes.

She slowly leaned against Clark's chest.

"I don't like maintaining a relationship with people," she said. "After this night, I hope we can keep our distance."

Yes, just tonight...

The two hugged each other on the small sofa. They both knew that the other was not asleep, but neither of them spoke.The silent night, the twinkling stars, and the breathing sound of the two entangled... It seemed that everything had returned to the past.Back to that false world.

Xilia originally wanted to stay awake, but in the arms of the man, she subconsciously felt safe, and finally gradually fell asleep.

Early the next morning, when Celia opened her eyes, she had already returned to the bed in the bedroom.There was no Superman smell around her.She threw off the quilt and ran out barefoot, only to see Clark making breakfast in the open kitchen.

"Morning." The man smiled softly, "Go back and lie down for a while, and then you can have breakfast."

Celia stood silently by the door with her head bowed.

"Didn't I make it clear last night?" she said, "I just want a one-night stand, you can leave here now. If you don't leave, I will call the police..."

Clark put down the spoon, and he walked up to Celia.Looking down at her.Celia also raised her head and stared at him very coldly.

After a few seconds, Superman reached out and scratched the bridge of her nose.

"Go and put your shoes on."

"I don't want to. Why should I listen to you?"

Clark stopped talking, he bent down and hugged Celia directly.

Celia hit him on the shoulder with her hand, and said angrily, "Clark!"

Clark picked her up, and the two looked at each other, and Celia was still very angry and offended.

"When did I say my name was Clark?" The smile on Superman's mouth deepened. "I'm Kal-El, my dear lady."

...heck.

Celia gradually put away her angry look, she glared at Clark, and after a while, she was discouraged.

"I hate you."

"I love you," Clark said.

Celia began to cover her face and howl.This is simply a disgrace in her life. She actually revealed that she had recalled the past because she called the wrong name?

Celia put her hands down and said nothing again.

"What's the matter?" Superman saw her expression and knew what she was thinking.

"I'm wondering which one is me." Celia said dryly, "Am I an ordinary person dreaming that I am the villain's daughter, or am I the villain's daughter, and finally came to the body of an ordinary person?"

"Both are you." Superman said gently, "Like me, I am a white lord on one side, but an upright Superman on this side. You can think of this as a different branch of a parallel world, of course it is you .”

Celia glared at him.

"However, I have no blood relationship with you now." She said, "I am not from your hometown anymore."

"I'm not the grim Superman you liked at the beginning." Clark said, "So what?"

Celia fell silent.

Clark sighed softly, "Xilia, I already know the truth. We are all created, aren't we? Since we don't have much choice, why bother with these useless things?"

"You know very well that our relationship may be just for the plot." Celia said stiffly, "This is false."

"That's false," said Superman. "I'm willing. What about you?"

Celia watched him, their eyes met like stars falling into the sky.

"I would, too," she whispered.

Celia was still being held by Superman. At this moment, she lowered her head and kissed Superman's lips.

boom--

At the same time, the door of the living room was opened.

The smile on Michelle's face froze, and the three of them stared wide-eyed.

"...I'm here to send you the materials for your thesis." At the end, she muttered in a low voice, "Why don't I have a long memory?"

Celia laughed happily.Her slender arms wrapped around Clark's neck.

"Carl, her name is Michelle, and she's Peter's fangirl."

"Oh, hello." Clark put down Celia, he smiled and held out his hand to Michelle, "Nice to meet you."

Michelle shook it stiffly.Wait—what's up with Celia and this strange man's familiarity with Peter?hold on? ?

"How do you know Peter's name?" Michelle's eyes widened.

Seeing her shocked look, Xilia smiled mischievously even more happily.

Clark looked at Celia helplessly, and then turned to Michelle.

"For a formal introduction. My name is Clark Kent, and some people call me Superman," he said.

"My name is Superman's girlfriend!" Celia said happily beside him.

"Superman's fiancée." Clark corrected gently.

Michelle was completely fooled by these two people.

Is she crazy, or are these two people crazy?

But wait... She had never seen this man face to face before, but now after listening to his words, she took a serious look at this man's face...

——The more I look at it, the more I think he looks like Superman! !

Looking back at Celia, she felt even more confused.

"I always feel that you are different from before." Michelle said.She thought for a while, "It's like..." It seemed that she became lively and a little bit aggressive all at once.

"The identity of an ordinary person limits my character." Xilia spread her hands.

"Or, your protective shield shields you from any possibility of getting noticed or getting hurt," Clark said.

"I have a feeling that I am the chosen daughter." Xilia complained.

Suddenly, she paused, then raised her head and looked at Clark with a little grievance.

"I remembered, my existence was created according to the preferences of the creator's daughter!" She complained aggrievedly, "I'm not even her substitute, but something smaller, woo— "

Clark reached out to let Celia into his arms, and he was satisfied.What he wants is this little monster, whether it is from an alien or native to the earth.He likes her being so neurotic and eccentric.

"You are unique to me," he said softly.

Celia looked up.

She really wasn't that sad, she smiled when Clark said that.

"That's enough."

And Michelle, who witnessed the whole process: ...

She reached out and closed the door expressionlessly.

Celia looked at the closed door, she was in a good mood.

"By the way, are you the only hero on this earth now?"

"There is another person called Deadpool." Clark said, "Do you want to go to him now to discuss the next plan?"

Celia thought for a while, then shook her head decisively.

"Forget it, there's always some time before the world ends."

"You are right."

Clark lowered his head and kissed Celia's cheek lightly, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"There should still be some private space for a few days."

At the same time, the forgotten Deadpool is hiding in the dilapidated room, watching TV while eating instant noodles.A romance movie is playing in the TV series.

Deadpool:……

Sure enough, let this world be destroyed.