Wishbone is also very poor today [Comprehensive British and American]

To be honest, when he first met Batman, Clark had a little fear of him in his heart.

But this fear is actually very subtle.

In the Justice League, there are the daughter of Zeus, the orphan of Krypton, the last son of Mars, lightning fast enough to travel through time, the green light of the space police, and a half-robot powered by a mother box...

Bruce is the only normal guy in it.

He is a mortal standing among the gods, but he has become their core, which means that he is rarely or almost infallible.He funded Zhenglian, lifted the watchtower into the air, and could come up with countless backup plans to save the crisis situation at any time.

This scared Clark a little.

Afraid of doing stupid things in front of Bruce, afraid of saying the wrong thing to make that big black bat unhappy, and even more afraid of hurting him because of his negligence-he has seen firsthand how cruel Bruce can treat himself.

Clark was very curious about the Gotham vigilante, and once recklessly ran to Gotham to ask for help, but got a roar of "Get out of my Gotham".

This made the Man of Steel, Son of the Sun a little frustrated.

He thinks Bruce might hate him.

Bruce has a good attitude towards the steady Martian Manhunter, and after fighting side by side for a long time, he will sneer at the stupid things that Green Lantern Hal did.

As for Clark, Bruce's attitude is always neither salty nor light.

After experiencing a tragic mission, the issue of trust among Zhenglian was brought to the fore. Impressive Woman was right, if they each have secret identities, how can they focus on fighting without distractions?

But let Batman take the initiative to tell his true identity, Zhenglian might as well form a group to go to Apocalypse to kill Darkseid, so that he can die faster.

The stumbling integration of Zhenglian is still going on.

After three rounds of internal voting, everyone agreed to take off their masks and reveal their true identities.

Wonder Woman placed the Lasso of Mantra on the table, regardless of the scorching heat above, and took the lead in reaching out to hold it.

"I'm Diana, from Paradise Island."

"I'm Hal Jordan."

"I'm Barry Allen."

"I'm Clark Kent from Smallville, Kansas, and I'm a reporter for the Daily Planet."

Wearing a black mask and showing a chin, the bat was silent for a few seconds.

"I am Batman."

Hal curled his lips: "Diana, why doesn't your lasso work on him?"

Batman also seemed a little surprised. He pursed his lips into a straight line, and then took off his mask, revealing the face that belonged to Gotham's famous rich man.

That face was so young and handsome that when he was expressionless, he showed a kind of sharpness, but when he narrowed his eyes and smiled at everyone with a slightly hooked corner of his mouth, he became frivolous and sweet again.

Clark looked at Bruce, a tiny electric current flowed from his heart to his fingertips, which made him look up in a daze, not knowing what to say.

"Now—you know me without introducing yourself."

After speaking, Bruce took the mask back.

It's still the silent and reliable, sometimes unreasonably calm big bat.

……

That night, Clark looked up Bruce Wayne's information in detail with his laptop in his arms.

He saw an old photo from decades ago.

Eight-year-old Bruce knelt in a pool of his parents' blood, covered his face and cried, almost vomiting with force, his thin body was wearing a well-fitting tailor-made suit, his black hair was hanging softly by his ears, and there were people coming and going all over the place. The bright yellow cordon is the only bright color in the photo.

"We speak out who we really are."

"I am Batman."

——Clark suddenly realized that on the night his parents died on the street, Bruce Wayne was already dead, and it was Batman who survived.

For Clark, no matter how many admirable superpowers he has, no matter how many people praise him as a god, in his heart, he always feels that he is just a silly boy from a country farm.

Superman is a mask to him.

Just like Bruce Wayne is Batman's mask.

After figuring this out, Clark stood by the balcony window in his pajamas and used his super hearing to find the Gotham vigilante.

He listened to Bruce's strong heartbeat and slowly fell asleep.

Even at 02:30 in the middle of the night, Batman was still active on the street. As he moved and fought, Clark heard the heartbeat that accelerated from time to time, and the thin panting that was suppressed by Bruce in his throat and lips.

This sent Clark into a wonderful vertigo, and at the same time, a guilty feeling of spying on his comrades.

Waking up the next morning, Clark found himself having a dream.

In the dream, he rescued the Wayne couple, and then watched Bruce grow up happily.

Bruce became the most successful entrepreneur and philanthropist ever.At the same time, he is still a playboy sought after by the media, with high spirits, spending a lot of money, and without any haze.

This caused the corners of Clark's mouth to rise slightly when he woke up.

He thinks he might be in love with Bruce.

Clark tried his best to suppress his thoughts, he was afraid that Bruce would be angry if he knew.

But how could Bruce not see it?

The instantly dilated pupils when he saw his sweetheart, the clumsy reaction with his hands and feet tied up, and the worried eyes he always cast on Batman during the battle...all these made Clark fully exposed.

But what Bruce himself didn't expect was that he didn't feel disgusted at all, but thought Clark's self-disguised appearance was cute.

……

Clark didn't know how he ended up with Bruce.

Perhaps it was the embarrassment of having to evade the government's pursuit after Luther framed him for murder.

Perhaps it was when he gave Bruce the ring inlaid with kryptonite during the alien Zerg invasion, and Bruce accepted it.

Bruce had a sullen face, unable to see the emotion in his heart, he just took the ring and said, "You know I have collected a lot of kryptonite, this ring is useless to me."

Clark thought for a moment, and a white smile like waves burst into his sea-blue eyes.

"I know. But if I am also mutated, I am willing to believe in you, no matter whether you can find a way to save me. If I hurt others, please kill me. This is what I hope."

Superman of the three primary colors bowed his head slightly, with a gentle expression, just like redemption should be.

"Don't hesitate, don't feel guilty, I don't want to see you suffer."

Bruce Moss flicked the ring in his hand.

Then he put the green kryptonite ring on his middle finger.

"I promise you, Clark."