[Comprehensive British and American] Distress signal receiver

Immediately, he breathed a sigh of relief, resting his hands on his thighs.

The same is true for others, Charles was relieved, Eric closed his eyes, and the tense expressions of both of them relaxed.Peter's hands on his chest were finally separated, and his shoulders slumped.

Stephen and Arthur stood not far away, watching the scene, the former showing a thoughtful expression.

Arthur's throat rolled, and his hoarse and deep voice said to Stephen: "So... this child is really..."

Stephen shook his head. He was also confused, and had many questions to ask, but no one could answer him at this time. Naturally, he couldn't give Arthur the simplest answer.

But Arthur already understood from his expression, and couldn't help but look at the unconscious Wesley again, and said to himself: "...Do you think he has a phone number or something?"

As soon as he said this, Stephen unconsciously put his hand on his chest, and the old mobile phone was still inside.Soon, he came to his senses, turned around and said, "Let's go, we still have some last things to deal with."

"Now?"

Stephen drew circles in the air with his hand, orange sparks flew everywhere, and soon a round portal with a height of one person opened in front of them.

The two disappeared without any explanation.

Here Tony waited and waited, but Clark had no intention of letting go.

"Okay big guy," Tony said, reaching out his hand, "give him to me, he needs treatment."

Clark looked up and glanced at Tony: "He needs the sun."

Tony looked at the gray sky noncommittally, nodded and said: "Hmm, he does need the sun, as long as people on Earth need the sun. Your Kryptonians may not work."

"So far it works." Clark replied calmly, picked Wesley up in his arms, and left the ground.

Tony pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, frowned, and flew up, keeping his eyes parallel with Clark, and blocked him: "You can't just take him away like this, S.H.I.E.L.D. will soon..."

"SHIELD." Clark showed a cold look: "Is it you or SHIELD who are talking to me now?"

"Oh great," Tony rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Why do one or two have to express their dissatisfaction when mentioning S.H.I.E.L.D.? I'm really fed up. Are all superheroes teenagers?...Don't look Look at me, Spider-Man."

After finishing speaking, his eyes involuntarily stayed on Pietro's face for a while.

"...In short, it is no good for Wesley to keep hiding. If something like this happens next time, can you guarantee that he is intact? Just like today, even you can't protect him!"

Clark suddenly looked at Tony, his usual gentle expression had disappeared completely, as if he was facing an enemy: "So you can protect him, and SHIELD can protect him? I didn't see SHIELD today. At this."

"I didn't say that, but I swear I'll do my best to protect him!" Tony raised his voice: "And I've talked to you, and when it's inevitable, we all need to compromise. Besides, what could be better than these What happened in the sky is more terrible?"

Tony said, regaining his calm tone: "On the bright side, after Spider-Man joined the Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D. has been protecting his identity. Even if Wesley joins us, I will try my best to let him continue to live a peaceful life. "

"But you also said," Clark said, "Wesley is special."

Tony paused angrily. Just looking into Clark's eyes, he knew that Superman was very similar to people like Steve Rogers, and they all had one common problem: dead brains.

When the two were in a stalemate, Charles on the side spoke up: "Wait a minute, Superman, Mr. Stark—I want to ask, is it helpful for you to say this? To join S.H.I.E.L.D. or not? In the end, I think It should be Wesley himself who has the final say, he is now in a coma and cannot make decisions for himself, why not wait for him to wake up."

Tony and Charles still have a little friendship. At this moment, they were silent for a moment, and said, "It's too late."

"What do you mean it's too late?" Eric raised his head and joined their conversation coldly.

Tony glanced at him, seemed to feel that the fraternity was less competitive, and didn't care too much. He sarcastically said quickly: "It seems that you don't know yet, the clown has made second-hand preparations. Before I came, some pictures here have been It was live broadcasted on the Internet. His method is very clever, I guess it is alien technology - Cole's identity has been exposed, in other words, the S.H.I.E.L.D. is coming soon, do you want Wesley to hide in Tibet for a lifetime?"

"Or not," Charles said, "It's still the same sentence, whether we need to avoid S.H.I.E.L.D. or not, none of us can decide now, we can only wait for Wesley to wake up."

Clark lowered his gaze, super-hearing has heard what happened in other parts of the world, and also knows that Tony is not exaggerating, SHIELD is coming.

In the end, Clark said calmly: "I will talk to him after he wakes up. Before that, there are places that S.H.I.E.L.D. cannot go."

Tony shook his head: "I know the fortress in the North Pole, and SHIELD also knows it, and he is so sick, you..."

"No," Clark said, flying higher and higher, "I haven't forgotten the agreement between S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Justice League."

"..."

Tony watched Clark take Wesley away from his sight. Thinking of dealing with Nick Fury who would arrive soon, he finally resisted the urge to catch up. He could only shout at Clark's back: "Remember, his last name is Stark!"

After Clark left, no one was in the mood to speak. At this moment, Peter, who was silent for a long time, hesitated and said, "Mr. Stark, I seem to have seen..."

Hearing this, Charles frowned: "Asazo?"

……

The lead clouds hung low, and the originally clear sky dimmed at some point, and the gray clouds covered the sky thickly.

Clark slowed down after leaving everyone's sight. He listened to Wesley's breathing, and felt his crumpled heart being ironed away by a hot current.

They flew a certain distance, and eventually Clark stopped, no longer moving forward, but flew slowly and vertically upwards.

Until the figures of the two disappeared into the clouds, Clark saw a vast expanse of whiteness, and only him and another bird-like heartbeat were silent around him.

Clark was getting slower and slower, and finally, his broad shoulders pushed through the clouds, and his blue battle suit and red shawl carefully held another weak body in his arms made of steel. The warm and pure heat radiated on them without any shelter. , Clark found the sunshine on the earth again.

Wesley's breathing did not change, indicating that after he awakened his flying ability, his body made some adjustments.It's just that Clark doesn't dare to take the risk of taking Wesley into space, so he can only stay on the earth, hoping that Wesley can recover.

Clark hovered in the place where the sun was the most beautiful and warm. There was not even a breath of wind around him, let alone any gaze.

Clark lowered his head and stayed in Wesley's neck for a moment. Then, he tightly wrapped Wesley in his arms, let go of Wesley's arm under his knees, and turned to support his back.

Clark hugged each other just as Wesley hugged him too.

"Don't leave, Wesley." Clark said softly.

Then he also closed his eyes.

The sun shone brightly on his eyelids, but Clark knew that his heart was still in darkness, because he couldn't feel the consciousness of the person in his arms at all.

He could only hug tightly and hug tightly again, so that the hugs of the two of them fit together so tightly that they were inseparable.

Clark called out in his mind, "Where are you?"

……

Wesley's physical exhaustion was not worth mentioning after healed, but mental exhaustion, if he didn't sleep for ten days and nights, he really couldn't survive!

If his conscious body used to be like a piece of old tofu, it is now like a bowl of tofu curd. It is so fragile that it is difficult to go to the sea to find Arthur for a nap, so he can only shrink back in the consciousness space and recover slowly.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, Wesley suddenly felt a warm current pouring into his consciousness without hesitation.

The injured consciousness quickly recovered under this warm force, Wesley sighed comfortably, and vaguely guessed, this seems to be sunlight?

What's going on, could it be that the Kryptonian gene in my body has taken up too many shares, and now even the energy of the sun can be absorbed by itself?

Even though the recovery process was enjoyable, Wesley felt inexplicably uneasy, as if there was always something to worry about, and there was always a vague voice in his ear, which sounded from a distance, which made people very concerned.

This forced Wesley to look for the voice in turn. Finally, he finally narrowed the distance, and a low, lonely voice continued to show his presence in the space of his consciousness:

"Where are you?"

"Where are you, Wesley?"

"Don't get too far away from me."

"Come back, Wesley."

"Have you gone to help others?"

"I need you more than they do, Wesley..."

Wesley: "..."

Really!

……

Clark waited and waited until the sun lost its temperature and chased to another city. Once the sun went down again, he chased to a warmer place again. The only constant was his hug.

He felt that as long as he kept embracing like this, his heart might always be so peaceful.

Clark was suspended in the air, as still as everything around him.He tilted his head and rested his chin lightly on the top of another person's head. The strong sunlight combed Clark's hair and fell on his closed eyelashes. Nothing could affect his calm and indifferent expression.

Suddenly, Clark seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, his eyelashes trembled, and his eyes slowly opened.

The light directly shone into his impurity-free pupils, revealing a bit of hazy confusion.

But it wasn't his illusion, the originally quiet and drooping arms of the person in his arms slowly moved back along Clark's ribs, overlapping behind him, and finally formed a complete hug.

Clark froze, and suddenly felt his arms become light.

The other party hugged him tightly in turn.

Clark heard a hoarse voice say:

"I never left, Clark."