[Comprehensive British and American] Don't rush, the angel beast is evolving

metropolis.

Luther House.

In the dark and gloomy room, the three layers of thick velvet blackout curtains were pulled to the maximum, and only a thin layer of twilight skylight was exposed in the remaining space.

This room is covered inside and out with marble wall tiles and expensive walnut wood floors. The walls are decorated with Roman columns. A huge classical religious oil painting with a height of three meters hangs: the Crucifixion of Christ, the Pieta, and mortals looking up at the Son in the world, with more than a dozen pairs of arms stretched upwards, trying to use their hands as vessels to absorb the dripping blood of Jesus .

A red-haired Lex Luthor sat in front of the computer, pressing his fingertips on the "Left" and "Right" keys of the computer keyboard, pausing and replaying a video on the computer tirelessly.

...a video of the accident scene captured by his car video.

The short scene he repeatedly watched in the video was recording the moment when Clark carried the school bus on his shoulders and broke through the water.

A boy as strong as a god is using his shoulders and arms to support a large school bus weighing several tons.He seems to be relying on force completely out of thin air. It doesn't take any effort at all. Even the movement of protruding out of the water is not like ordinary people swinging their bodies to maintain balance in the water, but is stabilized underwater by some invisible force. Steady rise.

as if—

He is flying.

Lex Luthor slowly revealed a weird and excited smile, pulled out a corner of his mouth into an almost terrifying arc, and then pulled it down quickly.There was a scorching light in his eyes, like the greed of a hyena after meeting its prey, or like the excitement of meeting an opponent.

It's so interesting... It's so interesting, Smallville still has such a person, he was so excited that his scalp was numb, and his whole body was trembling.

If he had known this, he should have accepted the task assigned to him by Reiner Luthor earlier.

He had driven to Smallville that day, full of resentment.

Since the banquet at Leonard's manor, the DOS attacks between him and Tony Stark have not stopped. Tony Stark has been persistently trying to hack into his computer system and check his possessions. information, but Lex Luthor does not want to provide him with this facility - the top-secret information he has collected in the archives of the former Soviet Union is not to play with Tony Stark "find out who is murderer" childish game.

He just wanted to see Tony Stark break down, purely and maliciously.

He learned about Hydra's "important asset" from other people's mouths by accident.Afterwards, he secretly collected a lot of information related to that mysterious asset from all over the world, and only then did he discover that Tony Stark's biological father did not die in a simple accident.

Lex Luthor thought this was hilarious.

He is keen on torturing people, especially when the tortured object is Tony Stark, who has long disliked each other with him.

This is a rare entertainment in his boring life.

However, his father, Reiner Luthor, heckled him for spending too much time on his and Tony Stark's computers hacking each other's computers.

He felt that Lex Luthor was wasting his time, and the old capitalist hated such useless behavior.

He scolded Lex Luthor bloody and useless, and even "relegated" Lex Luthor to Smallville in a fit of rage, and asked him to take the withered Luthor industry in the town. The park reorganized its operations.

Furious at this, Lex drove his expensive sports car, stomped on the accelerator, and sped along the country road.

He didn't expect to crash into a school bus.

The expensive safety system of the sports car saved his life. He staggered out of the sports car, turned and fled without thinking.

He hates being responsible.

He hates students.

He hates everything.The good, the bright, the kind, the great, the holy, he hates them all, and he hates them all.

But this accident gave him an unexpected harvest.

"What would you be?" he murmured to himself, and picked up a thin school certificate in his hand, with a bust of Clark Kent printed on it, and his date of birth, and enrollment period.

His eyes scrutinized Clark's photo for a long time, and then slowly moved upwards to the huge desktop in front of him——

Thousands of reports of Smallville's various weird events in the past ten years, newspaper clippings, photos and scattered records from around the world in the year of the meteorite rain, and all the paper files of Clark Kent from childhood to adulthood, spread out one by one , presented in front of him.

"...What on earth are you going to be?"

……

With the arrival of the graduation season, the entire 12th grade of Smallville Middle School began to be impetuous, like bubbles popping out of calm water.

Everyone is starting to talk about the prom.Everyone was busy looking for a dance partner and preparing prom costumes. Even the most solitary child in the class on weekdays began to participate in the conversation between classes and discuss the progress of the prom with others.

At the end of April, Luo Xia received invitations from many girls to let him be their dance partner.Clark has also received quite a few invitations—his popularity in the school is no lower than that of Whitney.

Facing each girl's invitation, Luo Xia smiled and said that he would give them an answer after a while.Clark, on the other hand, directly rejected every girl's invitation.

Clark was also a little strange. He didn't know who he was waiting for, but he always felt that he shouldn't just agree to any girl's prom invitation.

Until a week before the prom, he did not officially confirm his dance partner. At this time, Rorschach had agreed to Chloe's prom invitation.

For a long time, Chloe has served as the editor-in-chief of Smallville Middle School's weekly newspaper and is also the director of the news department where Clark works.She was friendly and bright, independent and smart, and Rorschach liked being with such a girl, which made him feel comfortable and at ease.

He excitedly ran to tell Clark that he had found a partner.

Clark was a little stunned.

ah.Rorschach, Rorschach invited Chloe...

This should have been a happy news for him.

Chloe and Rorschach are good friends of his, and Clark should be happy for them to go to the dance together.

but.

……But.

An inexplicable sense of loss surged in Clark's heart.His heart suddenly became empty, as if a hole had been opened somewhere, and his ventricle thumped and tumbled down.

Rorschach stood right in front of him.Clark suddenly noticed that Rorschach seemed to be thinner than when he first saw him—his face was as translucent as porcelain in the sunset light, and the corners of his eyes and mouth, which were full of smiles, were actually in the turning point of the lines, With an indescribable attraction, he couldn't help but stare at it for several seconds.

It turned out that Luo Xia had such a slender waist, as if he only needed to stretch out one hand to hold this slender waist firmly in his arms.

Clark wondered, if he held Rorschach's waist, would Rorschach jump up and open his hand blushing at that time——

Why on earth couldn't they dance together?

Can two boys really not be dance partners?

"Clark? I'm asking you, have you found your dance partner?" Rorschach's voice woke up Clark, who was wandering in the sky.

Clark recovered.He opened his mouth, his eyes flew around, and scratched his head blushingly: "Uh...uh, me, me too..."

Driven by an unspeakable emotion, he inexplicably and erratically spoke out the name of Lana whom he had rejected the invitation just now.

"I've also decided to be a dance partner with Lana." Clark said with a blushing face.

Hearing this, Rorschach was slightly taken aback.

"Ah...that's good, that's good, Lana has a lot of people chasing her, she's so pretty...you and her will be the best couple at the dance."

Luo Xia found the tone and expression he should have, forced to pretend to be excited, and said briskly.

Lana Lang was Clark Kent's first love.

This is the default law that everyone knows.

Even though he didn't see Clark showing special attention to Lana after he came to Smallville, this may be the story that is destined to happen in the plot.

They will have a good, good memory.

Belonging to the small town, belonging to youth, like a sparkling gem that will never be forgotten in memory.

He has no right to stop it.

There was no need for him to stop Clark from dancing with the girl he liked.

……

On the day of the prom, Rorschach prepared a beautiful pink bouquet for Chloe, and he himself put a pink rose boutonniere in the buttonhole of his suit.

He put on the white suit that Nora made for him at last year's birthday party, still fit snugly, and carefully combed his hair, combing all the golden wavy curls to the back of his head, revealing a smooth and fair face, He was actually less childish than before, and no longer looked like a child who hadn't grown up at all.

Out of the principle of a gentleman, he also took the initiative to go to Chloe's house and take Chloe to the dance scene.

Chloe dressed up brightly today, wearing a rose-pink long dress, with a thin layer of makeup, cute and cute.After they checked in together, they dispersed and went to chat with familiar people.

Luo Xia stood chatting with a few classmates who had close contacts with him on weekdays, but he was obviously a little absent-minded.

He looked down at his watch frequently, wondering why Clark hadn't arrived yet?

He didn't know what he was anxious about, but he really wanted to see Clark at the dance.

Finally, before the ball started, Clark and Lana were late.

Lana was wearing a goose yellow mermaid dress, outlining her exquisite figure. Every strand of ginger-red long hair was smooth and charming, and her whole face was radiant, beautiful and gentle.

Many boys looked at Lana, unable to take their eyes off her pretty face.

Only Rorschach was looking at Clark.

Clark was wearing an old dark gray suit that Jonathan must have given him.The suit didn't fit well, and the sleeves wrapped his arms too tightly, making his upper arms look bulging and muscular.

He still wears the bulky old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, which cover his young and handsome face, only the sharp and perfect line of the jaw reveals his true handsomeness.

Rorschach was among the crowd, holding a glass of juice, looking at Clark from a distance. Unexpectedly, Clark was also looking for him in the field. When their eyes met in the air, Rorschach withdrew his gaze like an electric shock, and quickly turned away. face, pretending to be seriously talking to the students around him.

Clark tilted his head inexplicably.

He took a step forward and was about to talk to Rorschach, but Lana held his hand.

"Clark, it's time to start dancing, let's go to the dance floor." Lana said with a smile.

Lana held his wrist, making Clark a little helpless, and he said awkwardly: "Ah, okay, okay, let's go then."

They enter the dance floor and dance slowly as the first piece begins to play.

In fact, they both took basic social dance classes during their middle school career. Clark was born with the ability to remember all the dance steps. He didn't even need to practice deliberately to master all the dance steps. With a clumsy appearance, he stepped on the corner of Lana's skirt several times.

Lana was not angry, on the contrary, she just chuckled: "You really are exactly the same as before, Clark."

Clark touched his nose: "But, maybe it's because I'm not well coordinated... You know, every time I met you before, I still fell over."

Lana smiled lightly.

Her gaze was soft, and her eyes were full of water: "At that time, Whitney was always troublesome for you...I'm sorry."

"That's none of your business, and, besides, Whitney has already apologized to me," Clark said.

Lana looked at him with a smile.

"You know, Clark, you have always been mysterious in my heart. Sometimes I feel that you seem to be hiding some secret from everyone; in fact, it has not been that we have excluded you, but you have kept yourself away from all of us," she said.

Clark said seriously: "No, you read it wrong, I don't have any secrets, I'm just a boring ordinary person."

Lana smiled without saying a word, put her face close to Clark's shoulder, and wanted to say something, but someone bumped her arm lightly.

"Ah! Sorry, sorry, I didn't see it."

It was Chloe who hit.She turned her head and smiled at them.

Although she apologized again and again, she had a sly expression, and there was no sign of apology on her face.

Clark's eyes followed Chloe's arm, looking at Rorschach who was dancing with Chloe.

Under the warm lights of the dance party, Rorschach's eyes flickered, avoiding Clark's sight as if evading.

Clark: ...?

Lana didn't take this episode seriously, she just smiled and said "it's okay", and then continued dancing with Clark.

And Rorschach and Chloe, who were next to them, quickly moved away from them and danced to another corner of the dance floor.

Until watching Rorschach's figure disappear into the crowd, and pairs of twirling graduates flying past his eyes like butterflies, but covering the only figure he cared about, Clark finally couldn't stand it any longer up.

He couldn't bear the moment when he couldn't see Rorschach, and he didn't know why Rorschach always seemed to avoid him on purpose today.

He swallowed up and down his Adam's apple, suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, and waited until the end of the first dance song before saying to Lana, "I'm sorry... I'll leave for a while."

Clark felt very sorry for Lana, but he couldn't stop himself from following Rorschach's direction.

He didn't find Rorschach on the dance floor.

But on the edge of the dance floor, I found Chloe who was chatting happily with her friends.

"Sorry—Chloe, excuse me, have you seen Rorschach?" Clark asked eagerly.

Was chatting with Pete and Croy turned around.

She raised the corners of her mouth and looked Clark up and down with a half-smile, as if she knew exactly what Clark was thinking.

"He went upstairs to the terrace." Croy pointed upwards.

"Thank you." Clark thanked quickly, and then hurried upstairs to the venue.

Rorschach had been on the terrace for a long time.

Today's night is exceptionally clear, there is not a trace of dark clouds in the sky, and the bright stars in the sky are all falling in front of our eyes.He folded his arms, lying on the railing of the terrace, looking up at the stars in the night sky, but his mind was a little dazed.

Why is he so unhappy today?

Rorschach didn't understand.

His mind was like a mass of mud that had been stirred up, sticky and thick for a while, and loose for a while, making him unable to figure out what he was thinking.

Today is clearly supposed to be a happy day.

For their prom, everything went smoothly.

Clark also did his first dance with Lana Lang as he wished.

He should have done everything Dr. Manhattan wanted him to do, he thought.

Clark would never have another painful teenage years.

The Winter Soldier will no longer be Hydra's secret weapon.

Even Tony will not have a misunderstanding with the captain in the future, and start a protracted internal war because of the Winter Soldier.

Everything is going in the right direction.

But he just felt lost and dejected.

It was as if he had lost something most precious.

But what would that be?

He pressed his chest blankly.

A pair of big blue eyes stared blankly into the depths of the nebula.

The universe is endless, deep and eternal.He once closed his eyes in the silence that traveled through time and space, and he also traveled through the entire universe and came to the human world.

why?

Why did he do this, what is he doing, to agree to Dr. Manhattan's request?

Really just, just because he wanted a home?

Or did he have his own selfishness in the first place?

"Rorschach."

A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Rorschach turned around.

He saw Clark standing right behind him.

Clark is tall, and the moonlight shines dimly on top of his head. He is like a deliberately blurred moonlight in Titian's pen, or a giant holding up mountains in mythology.

Luo Xia hastily withdrew his hand and obediently carried it behind his back.

He tried his best to look as calm as before, but when he opened his mouth, he still asked sourly: "Clark, what's wrong? Why are you here, aren't you going to dance with Lana?"

Clark looked hesitant, but his eyes were amazingly bright in the night.

He approached Rorschach, staring at Rorschach's snow-white face in the dark blue night.

"I...I want to invite you to a dance."

Clark said sincerely and with difficulty.

Rorschach was taken aback by him, and took a few steps back: "Invite me to dance? Are you crazy, Clark, we can't..."

He was talking nonsense against his will, and he didn't dare to look at Clark at all, like a kitten that has been caught doing bad things, found a transparent plastic bag at random, and snarled and slammed into it.

"Rorschach."

Clark softened his tone and called his name slowly.

He seemed to understand Rorschach's evasive personality. He accurately detected his weakness, and cleverly used retreat as an advance to test the opponent's bottom line.

He asked again: "Aren't you going to dance in it, and watch the stars here?"

Rorschach looked at him and nodded slowly.

He found a step for himself and said, "Didn't you notice that the stars are particularly bright today? Look, you can see Spica directly from here."

Clark walked to his side, and this time, Rorschach didn't dodge again.

"I can see it." Clark also looked up at the starry sky. "You can see more stars in summer. When I was very young, I had a kitten. At that time, I always had a cat with him. Let's look at the stars together."

Rorschach stared intently at Clark's profile, and asked, "Then you...do you like your kitten?"

During the few seconds waiting for Clark's answer, he felt uneasy, as if he was waiting for a prisoner to be sentenced.

Clark lowered his head, his eyes deep.

He looked at Rorschach: "Of course. I love it, just as it loves me. We are each other's best playmates - after it left me, I buried it on the top of the back hill of my house, which is Quansmo The place where Vill is closest to the starry sky. It can always look at the stars there, and I often go there to watch with it.”

Rorschach's eyes widened.

He murmured, "You put it...you put it...you remember it all the time?"

Clark nodded.

Luo Xia quickly turned around, his big baby blue eyes were full of sparkles, like ripples touched by thrown stones.

"Then, do you still remember, what's its name?" Rorschach heard his own voice falter.

Clark looked like he knew everything: "Remember, it's called a fur ball, because when I picked it up, it looked like a messy little white pompom."

He said, with a nostalgic look on his face.

He still remembers how small the fur ball was at that time, and when he was only four years old, he could hold the fur ball in his hands with two palms, as if as long as he rubbed it lightly, the fur ball would fly away like a dandelion.It took him a lot of effort to control his strength in front of the furball, so that it would not feel pain from his stroking.

Furball was his childhood best friend, a priceless gift from Smallville.

In his childhood, it was because of the fur ball that he was no longer alone.

Hearing this, Luo Xia slandered in his heart: No, you don't understand me at all, I clearly claimed to be the God of Kansas at that time!

He couldn't help curling his lips slightly, thinking of the time when he was a kitten and accompanied the Kryptonian cubs.

Having a kryptonian cub masturbating, having a house to live in, and having something to eat...that was the happiest time in his life.

"So, would you like to dance with me?" Clark asked again.

Rorschach turned around, looked up at Clark Qiwei's handsome face, thought, and nodded involuntarily.

They held hands under the moonlight, leisurely accompanied by the looming symphony downstairs, and began to dance a dance to bid farewell to their middle school days.

It's so strange, their steps are not fast or slow, and each heel drop is exactly printed on the beat of the previous step. The dance steps are so compatible with each other, as if they have been rehearsed thousands of times in their souls.

The fragrance of the pink rose on Luo Xia's chest was faintly visible, floating on the tip of their noses.Clark's broad and thick chest was close in front of his eyes, and he only needed to raise his head slightly to see Clark's Kryptonian blue eyes staring down under the starlight.

Starlight and moonlight scattered over their heads.

In the depths of the dream, some people did not know it was a dream.

Luo Xia suddenly remembered that the flower language of pink roses is eternal love and first love.

The author has something to say: The chapter on Earth Town No. [-] is over, and the next volume is mainly about Luthor's troubles, so let's pull him out for a while.

From tomorrow onwards, it will be a sweet love story of urban youth~!The old popsicles are about to thaw!make a fist!

感谢在2021-04-12?14:07:08~2021-04-13?18:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Tangli Jianxue? 1 piece;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!