When you have two sets of superheroes

Clark sat on the sofa with a blank face.

Shirley gave him a look of pity, stepped forward and gave the shocked Superman a hug, stroked his hair, sighed and said, "You are really cute, Clark."

When Clark was sitting, he was just leaning against Shirley's chest, and his body froze all of a sudden. The redness of embarrassment that hadn't faded just now spread all the way to the ears, and then he felt a soft and slender A thin hand rested on his head and rubbed it. Clark's eyelashes trembled, and he closed his eyes unconsciously, but in the next second he heard the girl praise him for his cuteness in a tone like praising Xiaoba.

Shirley patted him on the back, fumbled around, and pulled out another bug from his suit pocket.

Superman: "..."

Superman: "???"

Except for the one in the gift box, Shirley found two more listening devices from him, and the more she searched, the more motivated she was, but Clark was already in a trance of doubting his life.

"Eavesdropping is not polite, Mr. Batman."

This was the last word in the Batcave, followed by a piercing noise.

Afu looked at Bruce and saw that his brows were tightly furrowed, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he seemed displeased. He thought he was worrying about what to do next, and was about to ask, but Bruce turned to look at him with an incomprehensible expression on his face. Said: "This is obviously stupid, how cute?"

Aff: "..."

In the hotel room, Shirley crushed the bug and threw it into the trash can, and then comforted Clark: "It doesn't matter, how long have you been a Superman, this kind of thing has been experienced once."

Clark looked at her dumbfounded, "How did he..."

This aggrieved and sad little look made Shirley want to smooth his hair again, and she tried her best to comfort him and said, "Forget Clark, Batman's mind and IQ... are not comparable to ordinary people, so you don't have to be too frustrated. "

"Shirley, you seem to... know him very well?" Clark said a little confused, seeing Shirley look up at him, he quickly added, "I mean, you can see these things, like me At once……"

"Well, it's okay."

Shirley smiled. In fact, she expressed many doubts, but Clark never asked.He didn't doubt that she could restrain her curiosity, which made Shirley feel warm from the bottom of her heart. The upright and kind superman is like the dazzling sun in winter, and people can't help but get close.There is no need to hide some things, and she doesn't want these insignificant things to hurt their feelings.

"Batman said that I knew him, and I think so too... But I don't know why I don't remember the past." Shirley said lightly, "Clark, you know that there was a female justice in Gotham for a short time. Is it the police, Nightingale?"

Clark nodded, and then suddenly understood, his eyes widened in surprise: "That's—"

"It's me." Shirley nodded, "Although I don't remember it, since Batman told me, I subconsciously felt that it was true."

Clark looked at her in a daze, Shirley saw that his expression was wrong, he was no longer as dazed as before, but serious and contemplative, and couldn't help asking: "Clark, what's wrong?"

"Batman..." Superman looked at her and said, "Batman, he's a criminal, not a vigilante."

"He judges whether a person is guilty or not, this is the judge; he makes his own set of rules and institutions, this is the ruler; he fights criminals, this is the police. Shirley, no one should be able to have all three roles at the same time. More What's more, although he didn't kill people, he used lynching, he—”

"Lynching?" Shirley was taken aback, and interrupted him, "What lynching?"

Clark took the computer and opened his writing material. There were a few pictures in it, which were the brand of a bat on the criminal's body.

"This..." Shirley was speechless all of a sudden, "When did this happen? He used to..."

He didn't seem to be like this before?

Clark closed the computer with a complicated expression, and said, "This is something that only happened about two years ago."

Branding is indeed somewhat ideologically dangerous. Shirley can understand that this is a deterrent to Batman, but from Clark's point of view, he probably thinks that these people are no longer human beings in his eyes, but a thing. Spoils of war, which is clearly at odds with Superman's insistence on civil rights.

Just hearing this familiar time point, some vague thoughts flashed through Shirley's mind again, the change of Batman...is it because of her?

Shirley is unwilling to argue with Clark, not to mention that this difference in thinking is actually hard to convince, but there are still some things that should be said. She looked into Clark's eyes and said slowly but firmly: "I know you don't Will use superhuman ability to spy on other people's privacy, but sometimes you can also listen to see how rotten the city is."

"Clark, there is an essential difference between Gotham and Metropolis, just like what we experienced in the amusement park last night, that is by no means an exception. For the citizens of Gotham, this can even be said to be a common thing. I think you should know that Arkham is a place where all the people locked in it were captured by Batman. If you listen carefully, you will know that it is impossible to use superman's methods to deal with those people. Brother Tam is a city teetering on the precipice, and Batman is just tying it up, and he's got the city in check, and he's got himself in."

The conversation came to an end, neither of them wanted to stand on the opposite side of each other, so they revealed it indifferently, waiting for the plane back to the metropolis tomorrow morning.

It's just... In the afternoon, Clark received a text message from Bruce, asking them to have dinner together, under the pretense of practicing for them.

Superman rubbed his temples with a headache, wondering what Batman was planning, Shirley glanced at him, covering her gloating smile with the cup.Actually, leaving aside Bruce, she herself found it quite interesting watching Superman and Batman meet.

Bruce sent a car to pick her up. Clark was waiting for Shirley in the corridor. She was wearing a suspender-style starry sky skirt, showing a beautiful collarbone and shoulder line. , Shirley took his arm and asked a little uneasily: "This dress was sent by someone from Bruce. Is it too grand? We're just having a meal."

"No, you look very nice in it." Clark said with a smile. He was truly amazed when he saw it for the first time just now, so the compliment was very sincere. "Put on a coat, it might be cold outside."

Shirley went back to her room and put on a dark camel woolen coat, and went downstairs with Clark's arm in her arms.

Bruce was waiting for them by the car, Shirley didn't recognize too many cars, but judging by the smooth figure, it was probably another luxury car that hadn't run away.

Seeing them come out, Bruce stood up straight, bent slightly in a gentlemanly manner, and reached out to her.

Shirley was holding Clark's arm, and no matter whether she took Bruce's hand or refused him, one of them would inevitably lose face. Afu, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked outside with great interest to see how she would deal with it, then Seeing that she withdrew her hand calmly and calmly, she grabbed Clark's wrist and handed his hand to Bruce instead.

The two men didn't even have time to look at each other, and they quickly retracted their hands almost instantly.

Aff: "..."

Shirley smiled: "Get in the car, gentlemen."

Bruce booked the entire restaurant as usual, and the waiters also returned to the kitchen after serving the dishes, so there were only three of them in the huge two-story restaurant.

The three ate in silence for an hour. After the main course, dessert was served. Bruce wiped his mouth with a tissue and asked Shirley, "Do you still like this dress?"

Xue Li put down the knife and fork, took a sip of red wine from the goblet, then looked up at him, and said indifferently: "What do you like or not? Isn't this my dress?"

Although the dress was expensive and looked clean and tidy, the tulle at the hem of the skirt didn't feel like it was brand new, it seemed that it had been neglected for a while.And seeing that the size fit her perfectly, and that it was sent by Bruce, it must be hers.

Bruce raised the corner of his mouth, and was not in a hurry to eat dessert. He pushed his share towards Shirley and said, "Why don't you suspect it's someone else's?"

Shirley looked at him with a half-smile: "If you dare to let me wear clothes worn by other women, I dare to blow up Arkham."

Batman: "..."

He changed the subject without changing his face, "Your plane ticket back to the metropolis tomorrow?"

Shirley remained silent, and Clark took the initiative to answer, "Yes."

Five desserts were served one after another, and the waiters backed out again. Bruce smiled lightly and said, "Gotham is my place, Mr. Kent should go back earlier, and just keep the metropolis safe."

Shirley drank the hot soup on her own, and Clark gave her his share, and said to Bruce: "Mr. Wayne, the metropolis is not like Gotham. The police in the metropolis are not just decorations, and they won't come out even if I'm not here." What's up."

Bruce smiled, shaking the wine glass lightly, with a smile on his face, but what he said was merciless, Ming Chao sarcastically said: "Mr. Kent is probably used to being a superman and thinks he is omnipotent." ? Now that you want to intervene in Gotham, do you want to control the whole of America in the future?"

Clark frowned, "I—"

"Hmm..." Shirley covered her mouth and uttered a single syllable, and the two of them stopped talking at the same time and looked at her.

She squeezed out a few tears, "It's hot."

"Eat some ice and press it."

Bruce helped her dig a few ice cream balls, Clark went to get ice cubes, Shirley ate ice products and applied cold compresses, and the atmosphere of tit-for-tat calmed down for a while, and no one spoke anymore.

After a while, Clark turned his head to look at Shirley, and touched her lightly with the hand on his lap.

Shirley met his gaze, knowing that he might have heard someone calling for Superman's help, so she blinked at him, shook his hand back slightly, and signaled that he was okay.

Clark calmed down, stood up and apologized, "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

Bruce looked at his leaving back and sneered, "What were you talking about just now?"

"He has no intention of meddling in Gotham." Shirley put down the ice bowl and took the tissue from Bruce to wipe her hands. "He won't." That's what she said, but in fact she didn't know what to do with Clark. Right is right and wrong is wrong. If he is a person who fears power, he will not become a superman.

But...Since she has reminded Clark, she is doing her best. She will not continue to interfere in what he plans to do in the future, and what Batman will do to Superman.

Shirley was obviously partial to Superman. Bruce was a little annoyed and depressed in his heart, and he didn't want to talk about it. He said, "You still have some things with me, and I will send them back to your residence in Metropolis."

"Why are my things in your place?" Shirley asked strangely.

Bruce said calmly, "I put it away after you left."

Xue Li raised her eyebrows and said bluntly, "Gone? Are you dead?"

Bruce's hand holding the goblet trembled undetectably.

He looked at Shirley, the girl's delicate and quiet eyebrows and eyes became more gentle under the slightly yellowed light, she was also looking at him, there was a familiar smile in her amber clear and clear eyes, with a little laziness, There is also a bit of indifference and sharpness hidden behind it, like a dormant beast, which will rush out ferociously when it is in danger, and kill the enemy with one move.

"Have we ever been together, Bruce?" she asked, probing and confused.

She almost died.

Shirley couldn't imagine herself dying for a man, did she have too much confidence in the system she had, or... loved him too much?

As far as Shirley knows herself, she thinks it's the former, maybe there's a little bit of the latter, but it's just a little bit.

She watched Bruce get up, walk up to her step by step, then leaned over and kissed her.

Well……

Shirley closed her eyes.

interesting.

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