[Comprehensive] The daily life of raising children with the mortal enemy

At the breakfast table, the three tasted a hearty breakfast made by their son Connor himself.

The morning light casts softly on the dining table.

Connor poured a glass of milk for Papa, a cup of coffee for Daddy, and a mixed fruit juice for himself.

"Is it delicious?" Connor put a piece of sliced ​​toast into his mouth, asked Lex about the taste of fried meat and scrambled eggs, and then asked Clark, "How about strawberry jam?"

"Very good." Clark said with a smile.

"And this croissant, bacon, cheese rolled prosciutto slices..." Connor read the breakfast he made by himself on the breakfast table one by one, "I will try my best to do the best I can!"

"I'd call it a skill. You're very capable, son." Clark praised Connor. If there was only one fault that could be found at this breakfast table, it was that Connor had inherited Lex's extravagant and wasteful habits without realizing it. Yes, but in a warm family breakfast room, it seems that there is no need to say much, but it is just a manifestation of more dedication and affection.

"He is my son, of course he will do the best." Lex also praised him generously. Before that, Connor had never learned or tried to make breakfast, but the table breakfast he prepared for his fathers , No matter the appearance or quality, it is impeccable, like a talented little expert.That's because Connor was born smart and brilliant.

The just right soft scrambled eggs overflowed with sweet taste in his mouth, and Lex savored the breakfast Connor cooked for him and Clark.

Lex's eyes were fixed on Connor's body, and the morning light made Connor look more lively and energetic. He was just 17 years old.

17 years old, this is the age Lex customized for Connor.

Lex thought about what he did when he was 17, he killed his father, with his own hands.That morning was also so warm and friendly. The illusions of this world are everywhere, always blinding the eyes of countless people.

"I'll get used to it when I cook sun eggs..." Clark was talking to Connor about his method of cooking breakfast, and answered Connor's interesting questions.

"Connor," Lex interrupted Connor and Clark's father-son exchange at the breakfast table, "this is delicious."

Connor turned to Lex's sunny smile and said, "With Papa's compliment, I will do better!"

Lex thought that his father had never praised and acknowledged himself. He had done many things to get his father's praise, but he had never been recognized by his father.

He would give Connor what his father had never given him.

Breakfast in the morning light, warm and peaceful.

Lex was leaning against the desk in Lexa's CEO's office, half-tilted his head, trying to blow bubbles with his saliva, and there was a slight popping sound.

It had been a while since the assistant walked into the CEO's office holding the tablet, and finally couldn't help asking, "Sir, what are you doing?"

Lex stopped his movements and said, "I'm trying to see if I can blow bubbles."

"...?" Are you a primary school student?But the assistant resisted to spit out his complaints, and didn't understand why the Boss had such an idea.

The assistant held the tablet, approached Lex, and asked Lex to sign this project, "The results of the data review from last week's meeting."

Lex took the tablet, moved his fingers on the tablet, looked at a few pages of data, took the assistant's pen, and signed the permission signature on the tablet.

The assistant secretary knocked on the door, came in and said, "Sir, the boy is in the lobby."

Lex waved his hand and said, "Bring him here."

The assistant left with the tablet in his arms. After a while, the assistant secretary took Connor from the lobby to the door of the CEO's office, opened the door for Connor, and closed the door after Connor walked in, leaving a space for the man and the boy to talk alone.

"Papa, are you looking for me?" Connor said, he was very happy to be able to skip class on the school day afternoon, but come out to stay with his father, but why was it so formal?

"Come here, sit." Lex sat on the sofa at the side of the office, and patted the seat beside him, asking Connor to come and sit.

The family time with Lex made Connor feel good, and Connor felt a little weird.

Connor walked to the sofa and sat down beside Lex.

Holding a candy jar in his arms, Lex peeled a cherry-flavored storm fruit for Connor, stuffed it into Connor's mouth, and then sucked the sweetness left by his fingertips.

"Did something... happen?" Connor asked warningly while eating a storm fruit.

Lex put the candy jar aside, adjusted his sitting posture, folded one leg on the sofa, and asked, "Do you remember what I said to you on the day you were born? My son."

"Remember, Papa," he could search the information recorded in his mind independently, "but which sentence?"

"In the ancient tradition, a son often needs to kill his father and replace his father, so that he can get everything he has." Lex tapped his fingers lightly in the air, "That sentence."

"...I will replace him, my other father, the great one?" Connor recalled another sentence Lex said to himself at the time.

"No, that greatness is in quotation marks," Lex explained, but he couldn't explain the complex subject of irony in language and culture to Connor for a while, so he gave up teaching this class with Connor first, "Almost That's right, I'm glad you remember! My superboy."

"But I thought..." Connor interrupted himself. He had already learned a little bit of the art of observing words and expressions, and knew that his father would definitely be upset if he finished speaking. Lex, Papa can't be joking, He should understand this.

"Now, the time has come." Lex said, "Kill your father, just like what I did when I was 17 years old, this is a necessary baptism flowing in your blood genes!"

"You are Kent, you will replace the old one, you are my Kent, you are my amazing son." Lex repeated the words of the day, reiterating his original intention of creating Connor into this world.

"I love Daddy, I don't want to...kill Daddy, Daddy is very good to me, and Clark is a great father." Connor was so sad that his voice almost trembled, this was the first time since he was born. Feeling the emotion of sadness for the first time, he almost got stuck in his throat and couldn't get out of his mouth.Tang swallowed directly down his throat in surprise.

"Uh huh," Lex shook his head, "You love your Daddy, it's not against you at all to kill him, you will replace him, and he will remain in your heart. You are an extension of his life, he will die, but the world has you."

Lex touched Connor's heart and said.

"Papa, I—" Connor wanted to say that he didn't think he could do it, and just this morning, he made breakfast for Papa and Daddy himself.

The three of them also enjoyed such a beautiful and warm breakfast moment.

"Hey, you can't argue with your father, I'm your father, you're my son," Lex interrupted Connor, "Do you remember what I said?"

"Remember..." Connor said, "You are the one who gave me life, my father, the only person I should protect in this world."

Tears flowed down a stream before Connor himself didn't realize it.

"That's right," Lex reached out and wiped Connor's tears. "Don't cry, don't be a baby, I never shed a tear when I did that."

"You are my new life, you are the end of Superman." Lex spoke his true heart.

"I didn't cry..." Connor also wiped a wet line on his cheek with his hands. He hadn't really understood what crying was, "This is, uncontrollable..."

"But why today, why now is the time?" Connor asked, "What is the time?"

Lex put his feet down on the sofa, pulled Connor up from the sofa, and didn't directly answer Connor's question: "Clark's feelings for you are already at the right time, and if it goes on for a long time, your feelings for Clark will be overwhelmed." Too much, I don't have the patience to go on with this stupid house-drinking game."

God is not omnipotent, Clark is not omnipotent, neither of them is omnipotent, they can all be killed by their sons.

If no one can kill Superman, neither can the devil, the Son of Superman can!

Clark wants to take Connor away?Cut down on Connor's dignity as a father in front of Connor?Time can't go on any longer, he won't let Clark succeed!

"What I want is to leave a better planet for our descendants. Make the world and its people safer. This is what I want." Lex stood up and said to Connor.And Clark Kent, the presence of Superman, is the only unstable hidden danger outside his control.

"Will you help your father fulfill his wish? Because you should." Lex refused without question.