Not Crazy yet [Comprehensive British and American]

Lex Luthor still wears a black suit today.

He relaxed and half leaned in the chair, casually looking at the tableware in front of him... In fact, he didn't look like he wanted to date young people, but rather like he was coming to participate in some serious business talks.A strange desire flickered in the man's green eyes, like a green flame that wanted to devour everything... But in fact, Mr. Luthor still valued this private meeting, because he wanted to make sure again—— Make sure once you have not misread.

Surprisingly, Clark Kent is not as clumsy as he expected.The little reporter didn't even keep him waiting long.The other party actually came earlier—and more than half an hour earlier.The waiter's respectful greeting sounded at the entrance, but Lex didn't look back.Of course he wouldn't look back - a weird smile hung on the man's lips.Lex Luthor is wondering what little Kent will be wearing...

The young man took big steps, but his voice made one feel that he was very steady.That's weird...and when Kent walked from behind Lex in front of him, Mr. Luthor was taken aback by his appearance.

The smile on Lex's lips froze.The young man in front of him—Clark Kent in front of him was wearing a light gray slip dress, like the kind that young people would wear to the prom.This immodest suit could have made anyone look ridiculous and stupid, but somehow... it felt like some kind of magic had been done to Kent... the light gray made Kent look Incomparably young and melancholy.Coupled with the other party's meticulous hairstyle today and the handsome and extraordinary face of an ancient Greek god... Today's Kent is almost like His Majesty the prince of a small country.

Clark pulled out the chair expressionlessly, and sat across from Lex.

The man's astonishment dissipated completely after meeting those blue eyes that he never forgot.Superman's nemesis quickly pulled back the stupid and inappropriate stunned look on his face.He looked into those still ruthless blue eyes, and Lex smiled comfortably.

"I have to admit that you really surprised me...I'm flattered that you accepted the invitation. And this is really...you still take it so seriously!" Clark stared at the greedy wolf who was trying to hunt.The other party's tone is sincere and sighing, as if he has been fascinated by him. "Thank you, Clark."

Lex waited for the little reporter's reply.He waited for the young man to show a shy smile, and waited for the big boy to express something politely... He waited for four or five seconds.The expression on Clark Kent's face remained unchanged.

Lex was sure he had concealed his surprise.But those blue eyes still keenly caught something—the expressionless handsome young man smiled because of his surprise.That smile was not friendly at all, much less gentle.That would have been just a sneer—it should have humiliated Mr. Luthor, it should have enraged him.But amazingly... no.He didn't feel uncomfortable about it.

Lex watched the sarcastic curve of Clark's lips.He watched obsessively.

Clark Kent's smile looks a lot like Lex Luthor.

"...I'm sorry." Clark laughed twice.Then he pursed his lips.He couldn't help it--it was so queer.real.It was just too weird to be touted face-to-face by Luthor. "I guess you've never dated a man, have you, Mr. Luthor?"

Clark Kent's indifference and ease far beyond his class stimulated Lex again.He looked at the young man in front of him in astonishment, and at the pair of indifferent blue eyes that were blocked behind the glasses... Mr. Luthor shuddered violently.He finally realized what the other party said.

It made him raise his eyebrows.Lex found himself in the moment - he wasn't going to gossip about 'why you look so different from that day'.This is simply nonsense.Of course it's because Clark Kent doesn't bother to show his true self in front of Tony Stark - and he, Lex Luthor, is different.

This is what he deserves.

— After all, this is indeed a date.Now it's not just him who thinks this way, even his date admits it...

"Sensitivity can turn spicy sometimes. You know...have you ever had that experience, Clark?"

Lex's smile was a little aggressive.This is good.It made him look less funny... Clark couldn't stand Luthor's posturing.It's more comfortable to take off the mask.

"I don't have one." As he spoke, Clark casually pulled out the menu on the side. "I actually go on very few dates. But Kent can be bad at flirting, and you shouldn't be so clumsy."

Lex moved his throat.These two short sentences seemed to hit him head-on - he subconsciously looked at the table knife, trying to determine whether he was really blushing on the silver surface.He should have been angry, he should have turned his face immediately.He was being evaluated, Lex Luthor was being disliked...but he wasn't.Lex just stared in amazement at the kid who was more casual than him.The other party's normal words echoed in his ears... He swallowed again the non-existent saliva.

Perfect.

This is so weird.When had he been treated so contemptuously?When did he become the one being commented on? ...but why is he...

so excited?

Because the other party is so handsome?Because the other party is so cold?Because the other party's temperament exudes the same smell as him?

"...you're still going to invite me to this dinner, aren't you?"

After waiting for a while, his old enemy didn't speak again, and Superman guessed whether their conversation had collapsed in these few words... Clark raised one of his eyebrows, and the young man asked coldly.

"Of course."

But the answering speed of the other party was very fast.It can be said that it is a bit impatient.And for dinner, Clark didn't make any more jokes.Luther called a waiter for him, and the little reporter ordered some cold food casually.And Mr. Luthor smiled and imitated him raising his eyebrows after hearing his meal selection, and he said:

"It seems that we have very harmonious tastes."

...This made Clark twitch the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.He waited for the waiter to leave before talking again, and asked with an almost unreasonable smile, "Really?"

Now that you said that in front of the waiter, would he serve me a different dish?

The green light in Lex's eyes was scattered and concentrated.Having been dismantled several times in a row, he still didn't get angry... He looked at the little reporter who hadn't even graduated in front of him like a flying saucer.He sighed.

"You are more vicious than I thought. Really." It took him dozens of seconds to regain his demeanor. "How dare you be so presumptuous in front of me? Dear Clark? How can you be so sure that I will give you special treatment?"

Clark sneered at this.He crossed his arms and tilted his head.

for what?Dear nemesis?Because that's how I know you.Just like you know me so well...

"Probably because I know why you want to see me, and all I need of you is this meal."

Superman smiled at him.Lex Luthor's expression at this moment is really weird.It seemed that he wanted to sarcastically, but he swallowed the words.He seemed almost wary...it was unbearable.This word can be put on Luthor.

But Superman, who was in a bad mood, didn't intend to just let him get away from the last question, Clark continued with a smile.

"I guess you didn't expect it to turn out like this when you sent out the invitation." The smile was equally false. "You may have noticed my abnormality—you may want to expose me to my face, or induce me to make some changes. Am I wrong, Lex?"

Those snow-capped eyes looked straight at Lex Luthor.As if he could really see through him.This made Lex get goosebumps all over, but the man still forced himself to do nothing, still smiling decently.

That's right.

Of course.

But his lack of response bored the young man for a moment.Clark curled his lips, but Lex finally seized the opportunity, and he spoke again, trying to win the game a little.

Lex Luthor stared at the young man in front of him who shone far brighter than the blue crystal.He organized the language.

"You're right, Clark. The biggest surprise of the day—the biggest surprise. It's that you're even far beyond my imagination..." His voice still sounded like a sigh.His green eyes never left little Kent's face. "I seldom miscalculate the worth of others. Rarely, you know. I'm a man who never makes a mistake..."

Clark smiled.He remembered the painting.But he didn't intend to interrupt Luther.

Lex narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the young man in front of him strangely.He actually treats him differently - not because of that article, nor for Tony Stark.It's not because the other party looks surprisingly handsome today.He was just pure... He was just as simple as seeing another self.

same contempt for others.The same blankness.

... There are not no young people who are arrogant.But Clark is just different.Those blue eyes... just so different.

It felt dangerously alluring.This feeling - it is very strange.

He was attracted by this young man who didn't try to seduce him, he looked into those snow-capped eyes, and was shocked to find this moment——for the first time, he became an impatient demander.He is no longer the dominant player in that emotional position.He, Lex Luthor, had to win Clark Kent over for himself.He wanted... Clark Kent to have some 'special' affection for him as well.

He almost thought that he had taken some kind of love potion, otherwise, what could explain why he kept lowering his lower limit again and again?He was able to treat someone so tolerantly... Could this be the legendary bullshit love?No kidding...it's just the attraction.Clark Kent was alluring to him.Lex could still take it and admit it.So now it's a new, rare, slightly challenging game.

Lex was sure he needed a different approach, and approached it with caution.

"...And now you are more precious. My dear. So can you please tell me... why I am in such a bad mood today, young man."

— Lex Luthor's affectionate words are like a basin of cold water.In an instant, Superman regained his defense.The smile on Clark Kent's lips disappeared.Even though this was his true purpose, he felt a twinge of uneasiness and displeasure at Luther's sharpness.The Kansas youth put down his knife and fork, and raised his head expressionlessly.

Clark put the mask back on.

He smiled gently.

"I do want to talk to you, Mr. Luthor. I do have a lot of confusion and confusion."

Superman's tone was soft and humble.The confusion on his handsome face makes one can't help but want to listen.

Lex Luthor almost shuddered at the young man's meekness.He hadn't felt this way for a long time—this feeling of being a chaser but not being able to catch the prey.His tender expression remained unchanged, and at this moment he looked almost like a gentle and gentle gentleman, not a businessman who was mercenary.

Mr. Luther said in a low voice:

"Call me Lex."