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

Four years later.

metropolis.

"Metropolis" is more of an adjective than a city's name.

This adjective represents a city of the future, a city of tomorrow.Those row upon row of high-rise buildings are not enough to show its real charm. Its real charm lies in the friendliness everywhere in its streets and alleys, the ubiquitous order and the innocence that seems to be protected in a glass cover.

Clark feels that Metropolis and Gotham, which is across the river, are like two contrasting extremes.

Gotham is synonymous with disorder, chaos, and crime.

The metropolis is a symbol of order, tranquility and beauty.

Clark rightly loves the Met.

He has a natural desire to protect the city.Every weekday morning, he always brings a sandwich, sits on the clouds of the tallest building in the metropolis, enjoys his breakfast leisurely, and overlooks the awakening of the entire metropolis.

The bright Kryptonian blue eyes are full of joy and contentment.

In an ordinary small apartment.

Clark put on an apron, skillfully turned on the fire in the kitchen, and took out the frozen steak in the small refrigerator to defrost.The screen of the phone that was placed on the cooking table was still on, and it was still on the page of the latest message sent: "Do you want black pepper cream and mushroom soup for dinner?"

He put the steak in warm water, and there was the sound of a key turning the lock cylinder at the door of the small apartment.Clark slightly raised the corners of his mouth in a happy mood, wiped his hands, and walked out of the kitchen.

"There was no traffic jam on the way back today?" Clark asked the blond boy who was taking off his coat at the entrance.

At the entrance, Rorschach, who just opened his arms and took off the right sleeve of his coat, turned his head, eyes slightly bent, and said with a smile, "No, I took a shortcut."

——His "cutting the corner" refers to flying back to this small low-rent apartment from the stratosphere in the form of an Angel Beast after finishing work at the Trident headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D.

He took off the dark blue Star Lab staff coat, smoothed it out carefully, hung it on the hanger, and then handed a paper bag on the ground to Clark, as if asking for credit: "Clark, look, I bought it." What? Your favorite banana panna cotta!"

Clarke took the paper bag with a smile: "Great,? Let's eat this for dessert after dinner! You go to watch TV, the channel has been tuned for you, and in 3 minutes "Nicky It's time to start Episode [-] of The Tower."

Luo Xia happily responded, and sat down on the sofa in a few steps. The hard second-hand sofa bounced him up a few inches like an inflatable cushion. He quickly sat cross-legged, and the baby's big blue eyes rolled, I still remember answering the message Clark sent to him before: "Cream of Black Pepper and Mushroom Bisque with more cream, Clark~"

Clark smiled and looked at him.

Although Luo Xia is much taller than in middle school, his figure is still thin and slender, with right-angled shoulders propped on the back of the sofa, and a golden wavy hair on his head, like a beautiful yellow tulip.Just looking at his back filled Clark with fulfillment and joy.

"Don't worry, I know your taste." He said, and went back to the kitchen.

Clark's cooking technique is almost completely copied from the cooking tutorial, and the amount of each spice can be precisely controlled under his precise control. After working in the kitchen for a while, he quickly brought out two steaks and two bowls of thick soup: "Come over for dinner, Rorschach."

"Come here!" Luo Xia threw away the remote control and ran to the edge of the dining table, without hesitation in his praise: "It smells so good! Your creamy soup is the best!"

Clark helped him pull out the chair: "Eat quickly, I heard your stomach growling in the kitchen just now."

Luo Xia covered his stomach in embarrassment, rolled his eyes, and started to make up a story: "Today, the laboratory work is too busy, and I didn't have time to eat the strawberry cake you packed for me this afternoon!"

——In fact, the sweet and soft strawberry cake had already been fed into the stomach by Tony Stark in the S.H.I.E.L.D. .

The full-fledged New York rich man and the current Iron Man still laughed at him with a half-hearted smile. The big aliens don't need to eat the earth's small desserts.

Rorschach decided to have a cold war with Tony.

Even if he is Tony Stark, he can't take away the little cake Clark made for him!

Clark shook his head with a smile and said, "Since you don't have time to eat it, you have to throw it away. Don't save it until tomorrow. It will ruin your stomach, you know?"

Luo Xia endured the pain in his heart, and said kindly: "Yeah, I know, I already threw it away."

They start to eat dinner.Rorschach's movements when eating are actually very elegant. He only cuts a small piece of steak and puts it into his mouth every time. He never cuts all the steaks first like the Kansas countrymen, and then switches hands and uses the fork in his right hand. eat.

But Clark thought he looked cute as he ate his steak, like a white pigeon pecking at bread crumbs in the square.While watching Rorschach eat, he thought in his heart: he is still too thin, so make him some high-calorie desserts.

The TV that was not turned off by Rorschach had already finished playing an episode of the TV series and started to broadcast the evening news.The hostess in formal attire broadcasted with a serious face: "The bank robbery at noon today has successfully captured the suspect through the joint operation of Iron Man and Angel Beast. At present, 6 people have been injured and are under observation at the hospital..."

Luo Xia almost choked on the trachea with a mouthful of beef: "Puff! Cough cough cough..."

Clark quickly patted his back for him, anxiously checked with a perspective eye, and felt relieved when he saw that there was no foreign object in Rorschach's throat: "What's wrong with you, eat carefully."

Luo Xia's face was flushed from coughing, and his eyes were watery because of the discomfort, like glass marbles that would seep water at any time.With a blushing face suppressed, he waved his hands again and again: "I'm fine, I'm fine, I just accidentally choked."

Clark seemed to be amused, but also patted him on the back, feeling a strange tenderness in his heart: Rorschach is so incapable of taking care of himself, if one day he wants to get married and leave him, who can take care of him? ?

Before Clark finished sighing in his heart, Rorschach ran over to pick up the TV remote control and quickly changed channels.

Another TV station is also broadcasting the evening news, this time it is the local male host of the metropolis: "It is reported that in recent years, many citizens have reported that this mysterious 'flying man' will always help them when they need help At the same time, according to eyewitnesses, the train derailment three months ago was only possible with the help of this 'flying man' so that more than 100 passengers survived..."

This time it was Clark's turn to almost choke.He coughed a few times in embarrassment, trying to divert Rorschach's attention, pretending to be calm: "These mysterious heroes seem to be more and more everywhere in recent days, right?"

Rorschach's blue eyes turned from the TV screen to Clark's.He bent his eyes and echoed: "That's right, I also think that not only Metropolis has flying men, New York has Iron Man and Angel Beast, haven't you heard that Gotham seems to have a mysterious dark knight in the past few years?" Punish criminals—his distinctive black cloak is pretty cool; even in northern Europe, there are men who can talk to fish... Clark, you are a reporter from the Daily Planet, and you must know more news than me, Tell me, are these real or fake?"

"Uh..." Clark was at a loss for words, and he touched his nose. "My job doesn't involve these things. Perry only asked me to cover sports news."

"Oh~ that's it!" Rorschach nodded thoughtfully, and then asked with a smile: "Clark, this Saturday is the 28th, do you want to go back to Smallville to celebrate their birthday with Martha Jonathan? I'll go back with you too!"

Only then did Clark realize that the end of the month was his birthday.

His birthday is on February 2th, the day Martha and Jonathan found him in the cornfield as his birthday, however, only once every four years on February 29th, in other years that are not leap years, Both Martha and Jonathan will celebrate his birthday on the 2th or 29st.

He frowned, and said helplessly: "I may not be able to go back on Saturday. The Luthor Group will hold a press conference for the upcoming space exploration satellite at the Star Laboratory that day. I don't know why. They called Planet Daily Send me to interview-"

It also caused his colleague Louise Lane to give him a few blank looks.

Clark was deeply depressed.Rorschach paused.He turned his head to the side, and felt that something was wrong: Luthor Group called Clark to interview?Lex Luthor has a bad stomach, what plot is he planning?

He knew that Lex Luthor had been cooperating with his Star Lab on a satellite project in recent years.This project is directly funded by the state, Luthor Group is solely responsible for it, and researchers sent by Xingchen Laboratory to design rockets and satellites have been in full swing for several months.

But since he was just an intern researcher who had just been hired, he didn't get in touch with the core issues, and only heard some trivial news sporadically in his work unit.

It is obviously illogical for such an important press conference to be interviewed by an intern reporter who has just joined the "Planet Daily" by name.

Rorschach couldn't figure out what Lex Luthor was thinking about Clark, he put down the knife and fork, still smiling on his face: "I still have some experiments to finish, and I have to work overtime on Saturday, so we can Let's go to work!"

Clark reacted quickly and said, "You have only been in Xingchen Lab for three months, how come you have so much work? If the work pressure there is too much, I suggest you stay in school and continue to study for a master's degree..."

Hearing this, Rorschach looked away guiltily. ——His work is always so much, of course it is because he fishes at his job every day and sneaks out to save the world!

Huh, aliens recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D. have no labor rights protection laws!

"That's absolutely not, I don't want to, academic work is not suitable for me, I prefer to stay in the star laboratory to study the extraterrestrial life I like." Luo Xia tried hard to say seriously.

Clark believed the little liar's nonsense, smiled helplessly, without any doubt, and asked again: "Then are you staying to sleep tonight? I'll make your bed."

——He and Rorschach spent four years as a student at the Metropolitan University. Now they are about to graduate. Clark has found a job he likes in the editorial department of the "Daily Planet", and Rorschach has also successfully relied on his publication during college. Several heavyweight papers on extraterrestrial life received olive branches from Xingchen Lab and became a researcher of Xingchen Lab.

Although Clark and Rorschach rented apartments closer to their workplaces, Rorschach often came to him to eat, drink, and occasionally sleep.

Clark didn't complain at all about this. On the contrary, he still liked Rorschach's closeness and defenselessness to him. He was willing to unconditionally spoil his good friend who has been inseparable for many years, and wished to bring Rorschach by his side every day. Always look after.

Rorschach nodded quickly, the corners of his lips still curled up: "Of course, I'll stay and watch the newly bought disc with you! Where did you put the disc I brought last time?"

"Don't worry, I'll bring it to you after dinner."

They ate banana panna cotta together and watched The Social Network on Blu-ray unedited, and by the time they fell asleep, Clark and Rorschach huddled in a narrow bed, with Rorschach on the inside and Clark on the outside. .

Clark's new sheets and quilts were all fragrant in the sun. Although the smell of dried mite corpses is always mistaken for the smell of the yellow sun, there is no doubt that this dry aroma has a unique healing effect. The magic of the human heart.

Luo Xia moved his fragrant and wet body just after taking a shower into the bed, and unreasonably stuffed his cold feet into Clark's side, still sighing comfortably: "Wow, Clark is so warm~!"

Clark's heart was pounding, and he stretched out his broad palms, grasping Rorschach's delicate feet, and pinched his ankles with his fingers: "Don't kick me, go to sleep, I'll send you to work tomorrow."

Luo Xia laughed happily, turned his upper body, and turned his face towards him, his eyes were like two bright grapes in the darkness: "You are so stingy, why don't you let me cover it?"

He is using the Son of the Sun as a living solar heater.Anyway, Clark can fly to outer space to bask in the sun at any time, and it doesn't seem like a waste for him to use this ultra-efficient solar power bank for heating.

Clark held his feet, his mouth was dry and his arms were throbbing.Subconsciously, he rubbed Rorschach's protruding ankle with his fingers very lightly, then retracted his hand like an electric shock, turned over on his own, and turned his back to Rorschach: "Go to sleep, it's getting late, Rorschach."

Unaware, Rorschach was still messing with him behind his back, nudging his broad back muscles, and said, "Clark, are you sleepy? Are you really asleep? Do you want to get up and play PSP? I bought a new game..."

Clark simply pretended to be asleep.

Rorschach sighed in disappointment, and pulled the quilt to get ready to fall asleep. When he closed his eyes, he was thinking in his mind: Forget it, it’s okay if Clark doesn’t like playing games with him, and he’ll go to the old bat’s place in a few days When checking the suppressor, you can also play video games with those two bat cubs... He lost to Dick in "Street Fighter" last time, and he must win back next time...

As he thought about it, he fell asleep peacefully.

However, in the night, some people failed to fall asleep safely.

Clark didn't open his eyes until he heard Rorschach's heartbeat gradually calm down and confirmed that Rorschach had fallen asleep.

He turned around and turned back, facing Rorschach in this position.The dark night was thickly accumulated in the room, like a layer of silt piled up for centuries.In the darkness, he used his super vision to clearly look at Rorschach's sleeping face. A lock of golden curly hair was hanging down, and he was playfully rubbing the tip of Rorschach's nose.

Clark stretched out his hand and carefully pinned the lock of hair behind Rorschach's ear, his heart full of tenderness and love that was about to explode.

There is such a cute and delicate villain in the world, which is his unique treasure on this earth.

Clark unconsciously had a smile on his face, his eyes sank, and he thought, when should he tell Rorschach about himself?

At that time, he would have a fair reason to take Rorschach to sit at the highest place in the metropolis for breakfast.

I just hope that when the time comes, Rorschach won't be unable to eat the sandwiches he made because of his fear of heights.

The author has something to say: very sweet, very sweet~