[Zhongyingmei] Did Dachao confess today?

Joshua was not used to this meal.

Although the pizza, steak, and creamy soup are delicious, no matter who you are, who has been bathed in the sight of Superman and enjoyed this dinner, you will probably know what it means to be on pins and needles.

Joshua is in such a state now.

Although he stopped from time to time on the way and said to Carl that you can eat it too, Carl would just take a bite of the pizza in his hand, then put it down and take a bite and continue to sit quietly and watch Joshua eat.

Joshua: ...

It was not a good experience, but after one or two times, Joshua stopped talking, lowered his head and stopped looking at Carl, and finished the pizza in his hand. His hungry stomach finally stopped protesting Joshua's mistreatment of it.

Joshua wiped his oily fingers with the paper towels in the bag, and the robot around him, which had been quiet like a stone statue since Carl came in, stretched out his mechanical arms and dutifully cleaned up the garbage on the table.

While wiping his fingers, Joshua secretly raised his eyes to look at Karl. Karl didn't know who he remembered when he looked at Joshua. His eyes fell on Joshua vainly, but it seemed that he was looking at someone else.

Joshua could probably think of who it was. After wiping his fingers, he pursed his lips and put the oil-stained tissue into the garbage bag.

He wanted to say something to Karl, but he couldn't find the right words. Now he made up his mind, cheered himself up in his heart, and then looked up at Karl.

Carl's eyes met Joshua's, he was taken aback, and subconsciously raised the corner of his mouth towards Joshua who was looking at him, showing a gentle smile.

People who haven't smiled for a long time now smile, it seems that the ice melts in an instant, and spring comes, full of spring flowers.

Kryptonians, no matter which Earth Kryptonians they are from, their faces are all flawless. Just looking at this handsome face is like a kind of enjoyment, not to mention that in Joshua's eyes, it is even more impressive. A face he simply couldn't refuse.

Dazed by the Kryptonian's handsome face, Joshua had no choice but to stretch out his hand and pinch his thigh with his nails. He regained his senses in a trance because of the severe pain. Carl in front of him was not his Clark, he Can't do anything to be sorry for Clark.

Joshua took a deep breath, pinched his thigh with the hand under the table and looked at Carl.

"Carl..." He paused, hesitated, "You know, I'm not the Joshua you missed, right?"

He thought that Karl should also be clear in his heart.

Carl's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, but it quickly returned to its original state, as if it had never changed.

Although the heart in his chest is now dripping with blood, why would a person who is already full of trauma mind adding another scar?

Carl rubbed his fingertips and smiled slightly.

"What are you talking about, Joshua?" Carl's eyes fell on Joshua, like a gentle wind: "You are Joshua, you just came back from two years ago."

He repeated stubbornly and firmly: "From two years ago."

The creepy feeling spread from the top of Joshua's head to his toes. He couldn't believe it, but Carl stood up from the table, his white uniform glowing coldly in the blue light of the Fortress of Solitude, and walked over to Joshua. In front of him, his eyes swept across Joshua's cheeks.

Joshua's body was stiff, the temperature in the fortress was suitable, but he felt a little cold.

Carl reached out and touched Joshua's soft, curly blond hair lightly.

He whispered: "It's late now, Joshua, you're tired, it's time to go to bed."

From the day Joshua was brought to the Fortress of Solitude by Karl, he never stepped out of the Fortress of Solitude again.

Outside the Fortress of Solitude is a snow-colored desert. As long as an ordinary person without sufficient thermal equipment steps into the ice and snow of the Arctic, it will take less than 2 minutes to become a humanoid ice sculpture. The Fortress of Solitude is located in this snow-colored desert. The only oasis.

But again, it is also an unbreakable cage.

Joshua is like a canary in a cage. He can go to any corner of the Fortress of Solitude at will, but there is no way to get out of this empty and lonely castle.

If it were someone else, it might have been unbearable and he went crazy and collapsed, but Joshua didn’t. He was neither loud nor noisy, and he was very obedient and quiet. Even when Carl returned to the Fortress of Solitude, the corners of his mouth would curl up and be obedient. Calling Carl's name.

But other than that, he and Carl seem to have nothing to talk about. Most of the time, Joshua prefers to stay with the Kryptonian robot in the Fortress of Solitude.

He will not dislike the ugly iron-gray appearance of the Kryptonian robot. When Karl is away, he is still curious about its functions. The Kryptonian robot has various functions and can even project movies on the wall. For the moldy Joshua, it was an irresistible feature, so Joshua stayed in his room to watch movies for two days.

He also asked the robot who installed the feature.

The robot was still a little puzzled when it answered: "Mr. Joshua, you asked Carl to install this function, have you forgotten?"

Joshua shut up.

After all, he's not the Joshua who coquettishly begged Carl to install a projector on the robot.

The movie projected on the wall in the room is "The Shawshank Redemption". Andy finally implemented his escape plan for many years after finding that there was no hope of redress. On a thunderstorm night, he finally escaped along the passage dug by himself. The prison where he was imprisoned for more than ten years.

He stood in the river, the heavy rain washed away the stains on his face, showing a free smile.

Classics are classics. Joshua held the robot's mechanical arm, and his mood fluctuated with Andy's life. Andy finally left Shawshank, and he seemed to be sitting on the sofa with a sigh of relief as if he had accomplished something important.

After he breathed a sigh of relief, Joshua twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a helpless smile.

He's still happy that the character in the movie is out of prison, but how is he different from the inmates in the prison now?

He sighed softly, and was caught by the robot around him.

With a red light flashing on its head, the robot asked, "Mr. Joshua, are you unhappy?"

Joshua was taken aback: "Why do you think I'm unhappy?"

Robot: "If you are happy, humans will not show sad expressions."

He also has a well-founded analysis: "The curvature of your mouth has dropped three degrees, and the dopamine in your body has also decreased. What you need now is something that can make you happy."

"Need me to show you some comedy movies?"

Comedy movies are useless to Joshua now, but he didn't refuse the robot's suggestion. He squeezed its cold tentacles, and Joshua smiled.

"Okay."

Then the robot picked another comedy that was highly rated now and started playing it for Joshua.

The tinkling music filled the whole room. Joshua huddled on the sofa, covered with a thin cashmere blanket. The movie was quite funny, and Joshua would subconsciously follow the plot when he saw exciting places. Laughed out loud, but after laughing, he felt a little boring again, pulling the blanket and leaning on the sofa, Joshua closed his eyes and fell asleep unconsciously.

The robot, which detected that the breathing of the people around it was gradually stable, turned down the sound of the movie, and the lights in the room became much darker. Joshua on the sofa had his eyes slightly closed, his soft hair sticking to his forehead, his chest rising and falling steadily, Already fast asleep.

When Carl came back, the robot was pulling the cashmere blanket that had slipped from Joshua’s body and pulled it towards him. Carl’s steps were light, and there was no sound when he stepped on the carpet. He walked to the sofa, and Joshua was still sleeping. .

Gently brushing away the blond hair stuck to Joshua's forehead with his fingers, Clark stared at Joshua's side face, and gently stroked Joshua's soft ear tips.

His treasure finally returned to his side once again.

Carl waved his hand to let the robot stand aside, and he stretched out his hand to hug Joshua on the sofa. His movements were light and did not wake Joshua up until he put Joshua on the bed. Carl and the machines in the room Talent walked out of the room.

There is no need for Carl to ask, the robot has already started talking to Carl about Joshua's daily trajectory.

The Fortress of Solitude is very big, but to Joshua, it is very small, so the track of action is actually nothing more than watching a movie in the room and then staring blankly.

Robot: "Mr. Joshua doesn't seem happy."

Carl heard the footsteps here, and he was about to go to the control room of the Fortress of Solitude.

"is it?"

The robot didn't hear the complexity in Carl's tone. For the robot, it is a simple problem to distinguish the good and bad of human feelings, but it is a difficult problem to know why they are unhappy.

"You as his partner should make him happy."

It's common for Kryptonians to be male-female or male-female, so it's no surprise that the robot knows that Joshua and Cal are lovers.

Carl looked back at the robot that had been working in the Fortress of Solitude for several years behind him. He thought it was funny, but he still asked, "Then what do I need to do?"

"Maybe you should take Mr. Joshua out to play." The robot looked at the answers he searched online and said to Carl: "Someone on the Internet said that if you are not happy, you can do something happy."

"Oh, maybe you can take Mr. Joshua out for a little longer and meet your friends."

"By the way, maybe your friends Batman and Flash would also like to meet Mr. Joshua."

This answer was not what Carl wanted. He stood there blankly, keeping his mouth shut and not speaking.

He didn't want to take Joshua out at all. He didn't have the idea of ​​letting Joshua go out again when he brought Joshua to the Fortress of Solitude, so when the robot said this, he felt a little loose in his heart.

Joshua was not happy, but Karl knew it very well.

But he still didn't want to, he used Joshua's connivance to unscrupulously put his desire to control on Joshua.

What's more, he didn't disclose Joshua's news to anyone.

This is his own secret, and he guards it stubbornly, not wanting to be known by anyone.

"No." Carl said, "He just needs to stay here."

His voice was cold: "This is the safest place, he doesn't need to go anywhere."

America, Gotham—

Gotham City is a completely orderly, peaceful and peaceful city-although two years ago, such a description would have seemed like a cold joke to Gotham.

It is night now, and the lights are still on in the clean and tidy small shops on the street. The young girl in hot pants and a navel dress is holding her lover's arm and smiling brightly on the street. Her snow-white thighs show a kind of beauty under the orange light. Sweet color, she still holds the hot dog she just bought from a street stall in her hand, while the gray-haired old man walks arm in arm on the side of the street, his face is full of peace and tranquility, and the beautiful neon lights flicker on Gotham Street, There are neither gangsters with hideous and ugly tattoos haunting the streets and alleys, nor ordinary people who walk in a hurry and look panic-stricken, nor are there gangsters with guns who will break into an ordinary house to ransack it at any time.

The smell of sewers that had accumulated for a long time and the stains mixed with mud and blood on the ground disappeared without a trace, and the air was filled with the salty smell of sea breeze from Gotham port.

Lively and peaceful.

Such vocabulary is like a bad joke in Gotham at night, but it is even more interesting for the two uninvited guests who came to Gotham-Tony and Bruce.

Tony could hardly control the schadenfreude smile on his face, he slapped Bruce, who was disguised beside him, with his arm, and said in a low voice, "Look at your city, how does it feel now?"

Nothing feels.

Bruce tilted his head and glanced at the smirking Tony, his eyes with brown colored contact lenses were cold and indifferent: "This is not my Gotham."

Alright alright.

Tony shrugged, secretly hating why he and Bruce came to this weird parallel earth.

If he was given another chance, he would rather choose the old-fashioned Captain America-at least Captain America would not be like Bruce Wayne, looking at him as if he was looking at a mentally retarded.

Bruce didn't have the time to guess what Tony was thinking. He scanned all the dark places in the streets and alleys, but he didn't find the evil that once spread all over the streets and alleys of Gotham, which was as indestructible and endless as cockroaches.

This is the scene he has been looking forward to countless times in his dreams.

Although he knows in his heart that this is not his Gotham.

But— Bruce thought for a moment.

I wish this was my Gotham.

At least in this Gotham, there won't be any more parents of an 8-year-old boy shot in an alley.

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