Superman is my primary school classmate

"Wait for me……"

Knowing that he must have touched his ability by accident, he accepted the status quo in a short time.

Sean followed Clark with one deep foot and one shallow foot. In the dark night of the stars and the moon, he could not see his fingers. It was only by holding on to the person in front that he could barely fall.

After stepping into the puddle again, Sean frowned, and pulled out his right foot that was deep in the mud. The sticky and cold ooze stuck to his skin, and he couldn't even shake it off.

Feeling suddenly top-heavy, Sean exclaimed, regained consciousness, his shoulders were already leaning on Clark's chest, and he hugged him by the waist.

"too slow."

Sean couldn't see Clark's expression, so he could barely judge from his tone that he was simply complaining that he was dragging down the speed of the two of them.

Sean didn't want to either, he was supposed to sleep comfortably by the fire in a warm bed, but at this time he had to survive in the eerie woods in the wilderness.

Not only did he hurt himself, but also Clark, touched his nose, and obediently retracted into Clark's chest.

Clark's eyes were as sharp as a cheetah's. He glanced around, settled down, and strode towards a direction. He saw the flames in the distance.

someone.

Hogsmeade is just like any other ordinary village, except that the residents here are all wizards.

At night, the villagers started their own nightlife. The bars lit up all the lights to attract visitors. At the door of the shops on the left and right sides of the main street, the magic signboards began to dance and revel, trying their best to attract customers to buy.

This is also a resting place for many tourists, and the villagers will not be curious about unfamiliar faces that often appear in Hogsmeade.

With his toes sticking to the ground, Sean patted Clark on the shoulder to thank him for his help, and the two walked towards the village together.

When passing by the candy store, the fruit basket at the door seemed to be held by an invisible person, and the tried candies were thrown on Sean's head one by one.

Pulling aside the crystal clear plastic candy, there seems to be syrup flowing inside the clear turmeric fructose, facing the light, it reflects a graceful color.

As soon as Xiao En stuffed it into his mouth, his whole face wrinkled, and the squeezed out wrinkles looked like an old man.

"Pooh."

How is it bitter.

"What the hell." Sean threw all the remaining candy in his pocket back into the basket, avoiding it, "It's so bad, it's going to go bankrupt sooner or later... walk around."

After finding the village, of course, now we have to decide where to stay for the night.

After comparing a few stores, one of the hotels looked much cleaner, with a bar in front of it, and the name sounded weird.

Following a stooped man and walking back, the noisy voices began to move away, and the back was far away, and they began to be hard to hear.

The man pushed open a door, and Sean poked his head in and took a quick glance. The room was a bit small. It can be said that apart from a bed, there was even a place to stay, and the cabinet was squeezed to the corner.

In a square corner, the window is as small as a palm, and the head can be seen at a glance.

"No place to take a shower?" Sean asked.

"Go, why do you need to take a bath in a place that costs 7 silver Sickles a day." The man nodded his chin as if he had heard some big joke, "There is a basin in the corner, and the faucet is under it. Pick it up yourself."

Sean looked at the basin full of dust and felt his face start to twitch.

"Are you rich?"

The man looked at Sean suspiciously. These two guys looked so poor that they couldn't even afford a wizard's robe. They dressed like Muggles. If they didn't have money in their pockets, they would be kicked out. out.

"Of course," Sean yelled, "do we look like people without money?"

The man looked like an idiot, obviously saying, isn't this nonsense?

"I won't charge you any money." Sean snatched the key from the man's hand and pushed him out of the room, "We're going to sleep."

The man staggered, the door slammed shut in front of him, and shouted into the room, "I'll collect the money at noon tomorrow!"

"I know!" Sean sent the man away.

Turning around, he saw Clark staring at him with unclear eyes. He touched his face. When did he put dust on it?

"What, what? Is there something wrong?"

Clark remained silent, shaking off the quilt.

A warming spell was cast in the room, and Xiao En felt warm all over with only a pair of socks on.

He took off his clothes in two or three strokes, got into bed, and Clark, who was still taking off his shirt, paused, "Don't you want to take a bath?"

Xiao En buried his head in the bed and acted like a quail, "Forget it, it's too cold, I don't want to wash."

It was still shy to say it, but Sean didn't want to rub his body naked in front of Clark. It would be embarrassing if he suddenly had a stressful reaction.

Sean hid in the dark quilt, and heard the clang of iron basins, the sound of slippers kicking on the floor, and immediately after the door opened and closed, he fell into silence.

He moved out slowly, and he was the only one left in the room. Clark probably went downstairs to fetch water for a bath.

Originally, he wanted to wait for Clark to come back, and he could still peep openly, but he waited and waited, but there was no one, so Sean tilted his head and closed his eyes in a daze.

"Sean? Sean"

He heard someone calling himself, and he struggled to open his eyes wide. Clark's wet hair was steaming and still dripping water. flesh-colored.

Sean snorted twice, twisted reluctantly, and crawled out of the bed under Clark's urging.

"I'll heat up the water for you, get up and wipe it off."

Clark wiped his face with a towel indiscriminately and wiped his hair. He simply heated the water with Retinazer, and the cold water immediately boiled in the blink of an eye.

He didn't wake Sean until he waited for the boiling water to become a suitable temperature.

Seeing Xiao En take off his close-fitting clothing and look at him evasively, he subconsciously turned away, but then he thought, aren't they boyfriends, so why can't he see the object's body?

After thinking it through, Clark lay on the bed, staring openly at Sean's back.

Sean is still struggling with his hair. It may be that when he first came here, he slipped and fell, and fell headfirst into the haystack. His hair was knotted and there were various branches and leaves hidden. This head walked all the way and fell asleep with the head covered. Sean shivered. It was so disgusting that he took off the pillowcase in a while.

He didn't notice the scrutiny of the people behind him.

Clark's vision is comparable to that of a scanner from top to bottom, not missing an inch of Sean's skin.

Until the line of sight stopped on the left hand, extending from the back of the hand to the arm, there was a very obvious scar.

Clark asked in the morning, and Sean only said it was a birthmark, and Clark believed it. The skin on the back of his hand was smooth, and it looked like a maple leaf birthmark.

But when he took off his clothes, he was completely exposed.

fire?It doesn't look like it.

The gunshot wound shouldn't be, it should be more hideous.

Clark listed countless possibilities, and suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in front of him, and he was almost about to chase and catch the fleeing tail in the fog.

Shawn put on his clothes tremblingly, picked up the washbasin, "I'll pour water."

Hastily rushed out of the room, Sean didn't dare to raise his head in front of Clark, for fear that his blushing face would betray him, the outside air penetrated into his neck, gradually reducing the temperature on his body.

Sean sighed and poured the water into the pool.

The business of the hotel seemed to be doing well. Sean just went downstairs and bumped into three or five couples head-on.

They didn't see the attention of the unexpected, and kissed passionately in front of others, you and me, Sean swore that he would definitely hear the sound of slobber, vomit——

With a tut, he stomped and ran back to the house, it was too cold outside.

Clark was flipping through the newspaper on the bedside. He was really curious about the villain on it. Clark raised his eyebrows, and a short laser shot out from his eyes, shooting through a corner of the newspaper.

The people in the picture were so shocked that they fled one after another. Curious people even went to the scorched hole to inquire about it, and touched it with their hands. The scorching heat caused a wizard wearing a high hat to grin his teeth and glared at Clark angrily.

Clark felt amused, did they feel it too?

When Sean came in, Clark was already a little sleepy, lying on the bed with his eyes squinted, leaving an empty seat for Sean, Sean rubbed his palms to warm up and carefully slipped into the bed.

Sleepiness brewing with eyes closed.

He felt the pull of the quilt on his side, and his warm body moved closer to his side. Clark stopped Sean and hugged him into his arms, and finally rubbed the top of his head.

Countless fireworks crackled in Sean's mind.

Isn't he dreaming?

Sean bit his tongue, hiss, it hurts...

The dizzy sense of happiness dazzled his head, and he was dizzy and unable to find his way. Just when Xiao En was about to fall asleep in happiness, a strange sound came from his ear.

It seems that the soundproofing of the rooms here is not very good. Sean carefully identified the source of the sound, which came from the direction of the next room above his head.

It was men and women whining and chirping incessantly, mixed with the sound of the bed creaking against the wall.

Although Sean can understand that the young couple's love is difficult to overflow, but at this point, can you consider the sleep problems of other residents.

He closed his eyes and planned to wait for the voice next door to be quieter. Hey, the guy next door turned out to be against Xiao En, screaming louder like a butcher.

Sean opened his eyes angrily, facing Clark's burning gaze.

"Um, Clark, don't you think it's too noisy to sleep..." Sean spoke tremblingly, feeling that the current atmosphere seemed a bit wrong.

As Sean said, he closed his mouth tightly and leaned back. It happened that he was blocked by Clark's wrist, and the handsome face with almost [-] layers of beauty filters in front of him became bigger and bigger——

Sean blushed and closed his eyes.

The eyeballs rolled straight away, thinking wildly in my heart, I haven't brushed my teeth just now, what should I do if I have bad breath?

Clark asked curiously, "What is this?"

what? What?Sean felt that his pursed mouth was going to stiffen.

Opened slightly, Clark's chin was in front of him, and there was a tiny slit in the middle of the chin, which was chubby and cute.

Clark caught a glimpse of the golden glint in Sean's hair, squeezed his two fingers, and leaned in to take a look.

"gold?"

The author has something to say: Sean pouted and hummed: unhappy——