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

At the end of the day, Clark took Rorschach back to Smallville to pay his respects at the graves of Jonathan and Martha.

Rorschach brought a bouquet of flowers from Tokyo. White carnations and calla lilies intertwined into a bouquet, which Rorschach gently placed in front of the tombstone.

A photo of Jonathan and Martha is printed on the tombstone. Jonathan is wearing a light blue plaid shirt, with a smile on his lips, and hugging Martha, looking at them outside the photo with firm eyes.And Martha leaned slightly towards Jonathan, the light in her eyes was soft and bright.

He didn't have time to meet them for the last time, nor did he think that it would be like this to meet them again.

Rorschach stood silently in front of the tombstone, and Clark stood shoulder to shoulder with him, also bowed his head in silence.

He didn't want to poke Clark's scar, and then asked about everything that had passed. He just held Clark's hand, comforted him solemnly and said, "They are a pair of great parents, Clark."

Clark lowered his head, his browbones cast shadows in his eye sockets, and his hair fell gently on his cheeks.

He was just standing beside Rorschach, but Rorschach felt that he would move away from him soon.

"I won't let..." Clark muttered, clenched his hands in his trouser pockets into fists, he raised his head and looked at Rorschach, as if making an oath, "I won't let you Those tragedies happened. All evildoers will be judged and punished."

Rorschach hugged him silently.

They stood as a natural two-person statue in the sun, black shadows fell to the ground, but the silhouette presented a painful posture: their shadows were entangled with each other, and Clark's bent elbow seemed to be passing through Rorschach chest.

They returned to the uninhabited Kent farm.

After the Kents passed away, the crops and livestock here died because they were left unattended. The current farm is just an empty old house and a large empty granary.

Only Clark still comes here occasionally.When he was in the most pain, when he could no longer support himself, he would sit quietly on that old fabric sofa for an hour or two, immersing himself in the old dream that nothing had changed.

However, fate has long been doomed.

A big explosion caused him to lose everything he owned, and no matter how much he missed this house, it was just an empty shell of memories.

They rested in Clark's original room. Clark put a new quilt on the bed, and Rorschach leaned his head on the window sill, looking at a hill near the farm in the distance.

The hills in the night look like the arched back of some kind of animal, and a little moonlight falls on the top of the hills.

He knew that there was a kitten buried there.

Clark changed into his pajamas and gently climbed onto the bed from behind him.

Rorschach felt the mattress sink, and he sank a few inches. Clark hugged him from behind, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Rorschach withdrew his mind, turned around, and smiled at Clark, "Didn't you say that you can only rely on photosynthesis and don't need to sleep?"

Clark: "But I sometimes... need to stop thinking about things for a while."

Rorschach understood.

He looked at Clark's godly handsome face in the dim light.

...you're still going to be in pain, aren't you, Clark?

He sighed, hugged Clark forward, and put his palm on Clark's heart, but suddenly felt some strange touch——

Clark immediately stepped back, but Rorschach raised his head and asked in surprise, "What is that, Clark?"

Under the thin pajamas, his palms touched some raised scars.

The touch of the scars is completely different from that of the skin. Just by touching them lightly, he can imagine how deep the wounds will be before the scars are repaired. Such hard and raised scars can only be produced by the ravines.

Clark lowered his head and frowned, as if thinking about how to make up an excuse that would convince Rorschach.

Without waiting for his answer, Rorschach stepped forward on his knees. Anxious and sad, he grabbed Clark's collar with his fingers mournfully, and said as if begging: "Let me see...Let me see, Clark, let me see." I look at you..."

Clark held his hand and wanted to refuse, but Rorschach's expression made his heart skip a beat. He looked into Rorschach's blue eyes, and finally let go of his hand.

He unbuttoned his pajamas, slowly revealing to Rorschach the shocking scar on his chest.

It was a crooked, thick scar in the shape of an "S". It coiled around Clark's heart like a snake, occupying Clark's entire chest arbitrarily. The person who left this scar seemed to want to swallow his life. do.

"What is this?" Rorschach's voice trembled.

With a crying voice, his fingertips trembled, and he stroked the scar carefully, "Clark, tell me, why do you have such a wound on your body?"

"Who hurt you?"

Clark gave a wry smile.

"It's me."

His eyes fell on Rorschach's face, and he looked deeply into Rorschach's eyes, "After you left me...I asked Bruce to kill me with that kryptonite spear. He refused. So I found the last batch of kryptonite that was strayed out... I wanted to see you so badly, I missed you so much, I wondered where I should go to see you again-

"Then I opened my chest with kryptonite.

"But I didn't die."

Rorschach was shivering from the deep meaning in his words, and he hugged him with great heartache, "Stop talking, Clark."

"—So I thought, maybe this is my destiny. Fate doesn't let me die, and it doesn't want me to live. I have to do something to change the world." Clark continued.

Rorschach stroked this scar, once he crossed the entire cornfield and helped Clark on the cross wipe off the red paint on his chest, but now, he could no longer wipe off this scar.

He looked up at Clark, and the fragility in Clark's expression destroyed all his sanity in an instant.

...he wants to love him with all his being.

"I'm back, Clark, I'm back," he said repeatedly, hugging Clark, "everything you lost will come back, and we'll all be fine, trust me."

Clark stroked his hair with his fingers, and Rorschach suddenly took a deep breath. He felt that he needed to do something urgently, so he raised his head and kissed Clark's chin, and then went to...

"Rorschach!" Clark was shocked. He wanted to hold Rorschach, and his whole face burned instantly.

But Rorschach was stubbornly unwilling to get up.He didn't have much experience, so he could only try with some vague information he had seen occasionally.

But for Clark, this is too much. The important thing is that this person is Rorschach, and Rorschach is here... Clark's head is about to explode. He never thought that he would have such a day! !

……

In the end, Clark tried desperately to push Rorschach away, but Rorschach just wouldn't let him go, insisting on... until the end.

...Rorschach's tears were about to come out, his mouth was so sore, Clark hurriedly picked him up, held him in his arms, pinched his mouth, and said with fear: "Do you know that you almost died, I It's possible...to wear your heavenly cap! Spit it out, boy, spit it out, Rorschach."

Luo Xia shook his head frantically, closed his eyes and swallowed, and swallowed everything into his stomach with a thud.

Clark's eyes were red: "!! Rorschach!"

Luo Xia was panting, blushing into his arms, and whispered bravely, like a playboy who wanted to show off in front of women: "Am I fierce?"

Clark's breath was heavy, and he still felt like he was dreaming: "...Why are you..."

Luo Xia's scalp was numb, and he said embarrassedly, "Why are you asking so many questions!"

Clark's heart was about to melt, he hugged Rorschach and kissed him heartily, his heart was so full of love that he didn't know where to put Rorschach.

In the end, when they kissed each other, Luo Xia, who was sitting in his arms, felt...

Rorschach was stunned: ...No way.

Is this the Kryptonian, Clark Kent! !

Clark blushed even more.

Like an innocent male college student, he said evasively: "...It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

However, it is impossible for people who have a taste for taste to ignore it as easily as before. After a while, Luo Xia felt that not only was he not well, but also...

Luo Xia is really too shy to lift his head now: "You are too..."

Clark blushed likewise: "I didn't mean it...I..." He pondered for a while, "I'm sorry."

Then he kissed Rorschach, and politely asked Rorschach's consent: "...is it okay?"

……

But Rorschach was quick to cry afterwards.

He never expected that Clark Kent is really not human! !

Is he a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog! !

He kept twitching, "I don't need it... woo woo woo... I don't want it... I can't do it..."

Several times he struggled to get out.

They were all pulled back directly by Clark.

At first he had the energy to cry.

In the end he couldn't even cry out.

He could only hang his hands weakly, like a crushed cloud.

……

The next morning Rorschach could barely lift a finger.

He was lying weakly under the quilt, and he remembered that Clark even started to kiss his feet crazily from yesterday to later. His arches were touched repeatedly, and a layer of skin was almost wiped off.

Clark even admired his feet with obsessive tones, and used his arches...

Not to mention his battered...

Luo Xia turned his head, looked out of the window, tears flowed before he spoke.

His jio is not clean anymore.

Clark got up early in the morning to tidy up the room. He was like a lucky man who was suddenly gifted to the whole world. He was so happy that he couldn't be more happy. His tail behind him was wagging wildly, like a happy big golden retriever.

He hadn't been this happy in 800 years.It was the happiest day he had been in years.

It was as if his empty heart was suddenly filled with hot water, overflowing his whole body.

He used to be a person floating in the air, looking down on the world alone.But now he was held by a thread, and Rorschach held the other end of the thread tightly in his hand.

His abundant energy allowed him to clean up the entire Kent farm in one morning, weeding, mopping the floor, and cleaning the glass. He also prepared an extremely rich breakfast. After hearing that Rorschach woke up, he immediately served it. into the room.

Luo Xiasheng glanced at him relentlessly, and the grievance in his heart immediately came up.

"You didn't listen to me yesterday..." Luo Xia started to cry.

Clark was so distressed that he hurried to his side, admitting his mistake with a positive attitude, but he dared to say next time, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have disobeyed you."

"You don't care about me at all..." Luo Xia said quietly.

"I didn't! How could it be possible," Clark quickly denied, with hurt eyes, "I care about you the most. You are the person I care about most in this world. I love you."

Rorschach gritted his teeth: "But you obviously... woo!" He thought of his miserable jio, "Are you a pervert, Clark Kent!"

Clark responded decisively: "...because your feet are so cute...I can't help it..."

Rorschach was startled.

How on earth did Clark Kent get so thick-skinned overnight?

With tears in his eyes, he couldn't help thinking of the pure boy scout yesterday.But the past can’t come back, and now Clark is no longer an innocent enough to blush Clark, the learning speed of Krypton’s brain is fast, he has mastered all kinds of knowledge overnight, and has become a well-deserved Big pervert! ! !

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