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

White spider silk flew out from Spider-Man's wrist, and stuck to a corner of the opposite building, the young superhero flew across the alley, the spider silk shot out, trying in vain to hold the falling angel: "No——! "

Spider-Man let out a cry of terror and despair.

The spider silk entangled Luo Xia's chest, but the dazzling light flew away like a butterfly, and his eight wings turned into dots. He revealed his true appearance in the disappearance of the light.

...The slender, brittle blond boy's complexion was as pale as a piece of paper, his limbs and head fell back weakly, and he fell into the Batmobile with the door opened upwards.

The Batmobile, like a giant black steel beast, scratched the ground with screeching brakes, and he was caught in the arms of a hand-made custom suit, and two pairs of arms as strong as steel bars tightly held him in the arms.

The ice in those icy steel-blue eyes shattered, revealing the hot, boiling magma beneath.

"I said, don't meddle in my Gotham."

The handsome man with black hair and blue eyes lowered his head, his eyes burning with astonishing flames.

He leaned over and hugged Rorschach, and wiped the blood gushing out of Rorschach's mouth and nose with the cuff of his fine and expensive suit regardless, then quickly took out a silk handkerchief from the left breast pocket of the suit, and pressed it on the Rorschach's nose.

This man who had already become the most mysterious and terrifying legend in Gotham in his day-to-day fight against crime lost all his calm and restraint at this moment.

His trembling fingers ran through those light golden hairs, and the viscous blood quickly climbed down his palm, sticking those hairs into strands of bloody hair.

He suddenly breathed heavily, and while using a handkerchief to stop Rorschach's bleeding, he tried to calm down and started the Batmobile: "I'll take you back to the Batcave."

Rorschach's soft golden eyelashes were stained with blood and several strands were drawn. The baby's blue eyes turned to Bruce Wayne dully: "B...Bruce...Suppressor...My suppressor has failed..."

He knew exactly what happened to him.

Coagulation dysfunction? Just one of the most common symptoms of his genetic diseases.

His mother, who had decisively removed her suppressor, had more symptoms towards the end of her life.Along with her coming to liberation, there are also extreme paranoia, mental disorder, neuromuscular weakness, retinoblastoma, malignant clone of hematopoietic stem cells...

He had seen them all.

Bruce stared straight ahead, his fingers holding the steering wheel were clenched white, he gritted his teeth, his jaw was sunken, and a lock of hair scattered on his forehead trembled with his breathing, "I see."

His voice was deep, like the echo of the deep sea.

The door of the Batmobile closed from top to bottom, and Spider-Man had already chased after him. He saw Rorschach's blood-stained face in the Batmobile, and froze for a moment, "You, you, you are the Angel Beast?!"

"No no no no—God, what's wrong with you!?"

The underage child panicked, he fell into an ice cave, he didn't know what happened, he pulled the door of the Batmobile like a life-saving straw, and wanted to reach out to touch Rorschach.

Bruce ignored him, pressed the button, and closed the door directly.The engine of the Batmobile hummed and rattled, the rear of the car burst into blue flames, and it flew out of the alley like a missile.

This powerful steel behemoth roared all the way through Gotham and arrived at Wayne Manor on the outskirts.

The lake behind the manor is divided into two sides like Moses divided the sea. A spacious road leading directly to the bottom of the lake is set up in the waterfall-like water flow. The Batmobile is fast, going straight and unimpeded, and dives into the Bat Cave.

The door opened upwards, and a tall man in a black suit jumped out of the Batmobile and picked Rorschach from the passenger seat.

In this tall and solid embrace, the blond boy was as thin as a fragile egret.

He was exhausted from excessive blood loss, and his head was resting on Bruce's chest, and the blood that flowed out stained Bruce's hand-made oversized white shirt red.

The white and slender neck was bent, as if it would break at any moment.

Bruce strode toward the infirmary with him in his arms.

He kicked open the door of the medical room, pushed the door open with his right shoulder, and then gently placed Rorschach on the operating table.

Rorschach stared blankly at Bruce, whose expression was no longer as calm as before, and said softly, "...Bruce?"

Bruce took out a towel and wet it under the faucet, leaned over to help him wipe the blood on his face without saying a word, his steel blue eyes stared at him silently.

In a trance, Rorschach had the illusion of being scalded by this gaze.

He flinched and turned his head away unnaturally. At this time, the gradually drying blood clot blocked his trachea, and the feeling of suffocation hit him. He began to cough violently. Bruce immediately put down the towel and helped his back .

He hugged Rorschach, pinched his chin with a few fingers, let him open his mouth without any explanation, and reached into his mouth to help him dig out the blood clot that had started to coagulate.

Rorschach retched in pain, helplessly clung to Bruce's arm, his whole body seemed to be completely opened, one leg was bent, and the other leg stepped on the operating table, physiological tears gathered layer by layer, dripping hotly on the The back of Bruce Wayne's hand.

Blue veins suddenly swelled up on the back of Bruce's hand, and he looked down at Rorschach deeply, "Are you still suffocating?"

Rorschach panted and shook his head, arched his back, and wiped the corner of his mouth weakly with the back of his hand, "...it's all right."

"I'm going to give you a blood transfusion first, and then fix the suppressor for you." Bruce put down the towel.

Rorschach lowered his eyes and said calmly: "It's useless, the coagulation factor of the earthlings has no effect on me... You can help me repair the suppressor, there is no other way."

Bruce was silent again for a while.

He turned around and began to prepare the surgical equipment in silence.

Rorschach fumbled slowly behind him for the operating table, trying to turn over and get off the ground.

Bruce seemed to have eyes behind his back, and immediately turned around and pressed his wrist, his voice was terribly hoarse: "Where are you going?"

Rorschach blinked slowly at him.His reaction was a little sluggish, but there was a very clear idea in his mind——

"I want to find Clark." He explained in a low voice.

"Stay here and I'll make a new suppressor as soon as possible."

Rorschach shook his head slowly but firmly.

"I'm going to find Clark," he repeated.

His voice passed through the many rock walls and defenses in the bat cave, followed the weak sound waves vibrating in the air, crossed the atmosphere, crossed the von Karman line, and reached the heavens layer by layer.

In an outer space orbit 500 meters above the ground, the patron saint of this planet suddenly turned his face, and his blue eyes with bright colors like nebula looked under the clouds——

Bruce's gaze was bottomless, his arm was pressed on the operating table, covering Rorschach in his arms, suppressing the anger in his voice: "Don't make me say it a second time, stay here."

"I don't want it." Rorschach looked at him stubbornly.

He even moved his hands, bent his knees and hit Bruce's waist with his knees, hugged Bruce's arms with both hands, and tried to use the cross lock on this man who stood at the pinnacle of human physical skills.

Bruce caught his breath, as if the Dark Knight's authority was being challenged.

He immediately grabbed Rorschach's wrists with his hands, bent one knee and stuck it between his knees, and untied Rorschach's movements before the cross was formed, and firmly controlled him, almost getting close to him Not a little distance left.

In this posture, he could clearly hear the sound of Rorschach's heart beating.

Rorschach was gasping for breath, the baby's blue eyes widened in a daze, and his lips were pursed stubbornly: "Let go of me, Batman!"

Bruce frowned, and he reached out his hand to pinch Rorschach's chin, but the medical room with advanced and sophisticated equipment suddenly shook, the roof cracked, and stones and dust rolled down.

The door of the medical room was smashed open with a bang.

The red cloak raised a wave of red behind him.

The god of the world stood at the door, with a storm brewing in his eyes.

"Thank you, but please let him go, Bruce."

Clark looked at Rorschach and Bruce on the operating table, and said coldly.

As soon as Rorschach turned his head and saw Clark, his out-of-focus blue eyes immediately became bright, and he shouted in surprise: "Clark!" He was about to break free from Bruce's shackles.

The pale face from blood loss seemed to suddenly have a rose luster.

...and this light, towards the sun.

Bruce was silent, looked at Rorschach, and let go of his hand a little bit.

Rorschach jumped off the operating table happily, and threw himself into Clark's open arms: "Clark!"

He showed a kind of dependence and intimacy that he had never had before, wrapping his legs around Clark's waist, and hooking his arms around Clark's neck.Clark supported him, his blue eyes were as gentle as an ocean: "I heard you calling me."

Bruce stood up indifferently, with no ups and downs in his tone, "You can't take him away, he needs treatment."

Clark nodded to his comrades in arms: "Thank you, I already know, I will take him to the Fortress of Solitude for treatment, and I will trouble you for the rest, Bruce."

Bruce was silent for a moment, then finally just nodded solemnly.

Clark nodded to him again, and then flew out of the Batcave with Rorschach in his arms.

In the night of the western hemisphere, Clark gently and carefully hugged his star and flew towards the northernmost point of the earth.

Rorschach's eyes were shining in his arms, and with a smile on his face, he reached out to touch Clark's face: "Clark, why do you look so cute today."

Clark looked down at him: "Really?"

Rorschach nodded, with a sly and happy light in his eyes, he clasped Clark's neck, raised himself up with difficulty, and leaned close to Clark's ear: "I'll tell you a secret."

"What secret?" Clark tilted his head and asked with a smile.

Small puffs of his weak breath sprayed on Clark's ear, and whispered softly next to Clark's ear with the most beautiful voice in the world: "I love you the most, Clark."

The god on earth suddenly stopped flying in the air, and the red cloak folded as if frightened, and jumped out of a wave.

In Krypton's blue eyes, only Rorschach's face was left in an instant.

The sky was full of stars, all falling behind him.

His heart was beating so fast that it was about to explode, and the sound of the wind in his ears suddenly fell silent, the sweetest and most beautiful voice in the world echoed in his mind, he felt the blood all over his body pouring into his heart, and the blood in his heart was so hot that it was bubbling.

He put his hands behind Rorschach's head, hugged Rorschach tightly, and said with great emotion: "...Me too, I love you the same, more than you love me."

Rorschach smiled, as if he was hiding a secret that made him extremely proud, he pursed his lips and snickered: "How could you know how much I love you?"

How could Clark know?

How would he know that he traveled across the universe to come to him before he met him.

How could he know that he secretly hid the person he loves most in his heart for the whole life?

He came from another universe without him...

It turned out that what he really wanted, and the reason why he agreed to Dr. Manhattan's request without hesitation, was only his Superman...

Rorschach was lying on Clark's shoulder and secretly laughing, his eyes narrowed and curved like two small crescents.

He put the top of his head on Clark's neck, and grabbed Clark's cloak collar with his fingers: "Now that you know my secret, you are not allowed to leave me, not for anyone, oh, except to save the world—"

Clark grabbed his fingers and kissed gently, his thick eyelashes cast shadows on the face of the god, and said affectionately, "I will not leave you, and neither of us will leave the other."

Luo Xia gave a light and satisfied "hmm", sniffed, "I will always be by your side, you can't dislike me."

Clark smiled lowly: "How could I dislike you?... You don't even know how much I love you."

Rorschach felt that his face must be very red. Clark's frankness made him a little embarrassed. He looked aside with evasive eyes: "Yes, yes, then will you always love me?"

"Yes," Clark said without the slightest hesitation, "I will love you until I am old, and I will love you until the end of my life."

"...You're so nasty!" Rorschach said angrily, turning his face away.

——But the smile on his face could not deceive anyone, he was clearly happy in his heart, as if he was about to bloom beautiful flowers everywhere.

He was brought to the Fortress of Solitude by Clark very docilely.

Clark put him into the Kryptonian treatment cabin, and the little robot 9-9 circled around him, with a cheerful tone: "Master Rorschach is here, Master Rorschach is here, Master Rorschach is here..."

The treatment cabin started to start, and at the same time, the screen in front of the robot 9-9 also began to continuously jump out the results of Rorschach's physical examination.

...Seeing the names of each disease made Clark's heart skip a beat.

He clenched his fists in pain, wishing that he would bear all of this instead of Rorschach.

His expression seemed to frighten 9-9, and 9-9's tone became hesitant: "Master Karl, do you still need to continue the treatment?"

"continue."

……

When Rorschach awoke, he found himself sleeping in a room in the Fortress of Solitude, with blue five-petal flowers all over his pillow.These flowers have a wonderful blue-purple color, piled together, like a fluffy cloud of fragrant snow.

At this moment, Clark entered the room, still holding a plate of blueberry cupcakes.

"Do you like it?" Clark saw him wake up, with a smile on his face, "I just picked it for you from Africa, it's called blue snowflake, you like this color the most."

Luo Xia happily picked up a flower, put it in his hand and looked around, it was a beautiful little flower that he had never seen on Xin Ersi, he thought it was very novel: "It's so beautiful...I like it very much. "

Clark took down the plate of blueberry cake and put it on the bedside table, "As long as you like it. I made you a cupcake, using the blueberries you brought me, try it?"

Rorschach nodded, "It's the blueberries that Martha gave me! She asked me to bring them to you..."

Clark smiled: "I know. She also called me specifically, and she said that she and Jonathan will come to see me in the Metropolis these two days."

"Are they coming to the Metropolis! Why don't you go with them?"

"I...wait for them to come back before going back. I'll accompany you first." Clark hesitated for a moment, then held his hand.

Rorschach nodded without thinking too much, Clark fed him a cake, he ate it happily, but after eating, he started to vomit violently, vomiting up the cake he just ate in one go.

He vomited profusely and sweated, his face was so pale that he almost fainted, Clarke anxiously helped him get a glass of water, gently stroked his back to help him breathe,

Rorschach grabbed Clark's cloak in self-blame and horror: "...Ah, I didn't spit it out on purpose...I couldn't help it all of a sudden..."

Clark frowned when he bent over to vomit, and even his hands were shaking, but with strong self-control, Rorschach raised his head abruptly, and pulled his face back into a tolerant and peaceful smile.

He touched the back of Rorschach's hand reassuringly: "It's okay, Rorschach, you may just not be hungry."

"I..." Luo Xia felt dizzy, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, so he murmured aggrievedly, "That's the cake you made for me..."

"I'll do it for you next time, it's okay, don't worry about it." Clark held his hand.

Luo Xia was a little depressed, he said "Oh" unhappily, and picked up the blue snowflake next to him to play with.Clark sat by and looked at him, and suddenly said, "I'll take you to see the whales, okay?"

"Huh?" Luo Xia obviously didn't react.

Clark hugged him with a smile, and whispered in his ear, "Let's go to Iceland."

He put on thick warm clothes for Rorschach, wrapped Rorschach's face in circles with a scarf, and dug out from the Fortress of Solitude a hat that Rorschach had worn when he watched the Christmas tree in Rockefeller Plaza with him. Wearing it on Rorschach's head.

He took Rorschach to a city with the most whales in the world, found an uninhabited oak boat by the harbor of Husavik, let go of the boat secretly, and went out of the port with Rorschach.

The sky-blue sea was as blue as a whole piece of sapphire, and the white sparkling waves rolled over. The sky and the sea were the same pure and cold blue without any impurities. They sat in the oak boat, and Clark took Luo Xia was wrapped in his arms, and his chin rested on Luo Xia's shoulder.

"The sea here is the color of your eyes." Clark said to Rorschach.

Rorschach turned to look at him, Baby Blue's eyes widened, and Clark's handsome and affectionate face was reflected in the irises: "Are you similar? But I think your eyes are more beautiful! Your eyes are the most beautiful blue eyes in the world." color……"

They both had the same blue eyes, but Clark's was a darker blue, and over his left eye was an amber patch that Rorschach particularly liked to stare at, shaped like a cloud of spaceflight. nebula.

Clark turned his head and stared at him with a smile, without blinking: "I really want to kiss you, can I?"

"!!"

Luo Xia's face turned red, and he scratched his ears: "...that's fine."

After all, they all, they all confessed to each other.Then dear, dear, it is definitely possible...

Clark moved closer to him, and pressed a soft kiss on his moist and soft lips.

Luo Xia's whole body stiffened the moment he kissed him, and he didn't even dare to breathe.Clark let out a low laugh in his chest. He gently stroked Rorschach's back, his five fingers inserted into Rorschach's, interlaced with his ten fingers, intertwined tightly, fingers pressed tightly together, and wet palms rubbed against each other .

They begin to kiss more deeply.Luo Xia only felt the numbing warmth flowing all over his body, and every part of his body was so comfortable that it was about to burn. Clark clasped his hand too hard, and it was too hot, like a piece of iron, burning his palm.

His toes curled up involuntarily, his throat whined like a small animal, and there were clear tears in his eyes, obviously he was so comfortable being kissed...

Behind them, a huge humpback whale floated from the sea, its gray body like a hill out of the water, swimming in the crystal blue sea of ​​Iceland.

The humpback swam around their skiff, spouting a column of mist like raindrops on the face, only to hit Clark's broad back.

Clark kisses his star, shielding him from all the wind and rain the whale brings.

The author has something to say: Hahahahahaha, there was once a dark person who said: "I can't trust an alien...then have to wait until that day comes."

The later black lacquer: really fragrant.

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感谢在2021-05-06?22:17:46~2021-05-07?22:53:26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 cast the rocket launcher: 46003141? 3;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 46003141? 2;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 46003141? 2;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：秋瑾尘?24瓶；匆匆?10瓶；阿絮阿絮?5瓶；deicide?2瓶；白芷葵?1瓶；

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