[Justice League] Violent Aesthetics

The presence of Kyle Rayner made me have to just let Gerald go home in disgrace, I can't drag him to our date, unless that cheapskate Kyle will take off his delicate little in front of my brother. The mask can also talk to me with the sincerity of being alone, for which I can only promise tickets to the next ball game and dinner.

"What made you decide to stay with the Red Lantern?" When we talked about the universe and the sector, Kyle hit the bottom of the glass on the table, one, two, three, and the fourth time the glass might There was a crack, he rubbed his butt on the stool and put his whole forearm on the table. When I reminded him that the top was not clean, there was already a water stain on his sleeve.

The smell in the bar is not much different from the smell that just finished setting off a whole string of firecrackers in the room. The exaggerated stage effect can be created here without the help of dry ice. It will rush out from the nostrils, teeth and ears of men and women. .The walls smell of disinfectant to cover up the smell of semen and whatever cums on them, and the streets aren't even as bright as they were at the end of civil twilight.

"I like their bed, it's very personal." I took my finger off the wine glass and swipe halfway across the table from left to right, and my little finger stopped after touching the blackened wooden low wall. "Which story do you want to hear, is how the hero of the earth, Hal Jordan, convinced me to be a good undercover agent or how he left me alone at the red light with the red ass on fire to be a poison gas boy who was exposed to the air. Although the ending is I'm coping well."

"We don't talk about Hal, Guy." Kyle, whose name I sometimes forget when he's not wearing a mask, pours another drink into my clean glass, then pours himself another.

When people ask you how you're going to spend your Monday, it's just to tell you how they're going to spend this coming Monday.They never talk too much, if he talks to you about the little blond girl next door, he's probably warning you not to look at her, then you just pat him on the shoulder and tell him he's got a good eye, man .

And I'm usually not interested in answering their first question, so it's too rude to make a long speech without preparation, and in the end it will successfully avoid everything you don't want to hear.

Usually when someone pours you a drink, it doesn't mean that you want another drink, but that he wants another drink himself.

John's work in the regiment is going well.I asked him.That's about as good as I get when I'm guessing balls, so when he told me "yes, that's it" I didn't put my hands over my mouth and raised my eyebrows to say I heard shit nuclear reactor accident Sounds like news.

"I didn't come for Hal, I didn't come for John and I didn't come for the Guardians, no one can fully explain what happened - even the first time we saw you wearing the red ring and going crazy, you said you didn't like it. .And later on, when I found out that you had asked Sunwalker for this, it was on TV that you destroyed a Baltimore bar!"

He deliberately lowered his voice, and when he said the word "destroy", he turned his head vigilantly and looked around—what is the need to hide his identity when he is with a bad policeman whose identity has been exposed for a long time? It is to disengage the relationship when necessary.But I haven't found the Saintwalker thing to be true.

What about newspapers?I also wondered how close that title really was.

He said he didn't know, but the TV station saw it for all the people on the planet who locked the channel at that time, and Hawkins Hospital was not mentioned in the report as the innocent victim.

"You came out of that prison for a few hours, and the ring was off your finger for hundreds of hours. I didn't see you dull for too long before..."

Yeah, hours, hundreds of hours.I should be listening to Papa Alcoholic's crap right now, seeing his empty bottles on the coffee table, his cannibalistic expression that I'm tired of seeing, and drunkenly giving me the history of the Gardner family from scratch Say it again.He looked through the old almanac to calculate how much face I had lost to him.

"I shaved off my beard." I held up a hand to signal that I was alive, especially when I rested my forehead on my arm so he couldn't see my face.

And hair.Stretching fingers across the top of the head and messing it up, I just wanted to distract Reiner from the topic of "Red Lantern" and "Green Lantern."In addition, I took some hard little thing out of my pocket and held it in the palm of my hand and stretched it out in front of him.

Green Lantern is now just a topic of conversation, a point of interest that only others have.

When I opened the door, I was secretly glad that they kept my last wish, I just want to sleep well, don't let anyone bother me when I feel dizzy, don't let me see other people sitting on my sofa on the jacket.When my hand touched the button to turn on the light, I didn't immediately touch it itself, but touched a layer of dust that had settled on it. I rubbed the dust off and tried to take two steps in the room, but the floor It actually made an empty creaking sound.

The TV asked me why I didn't come home.

The special stain brush asked me why I didn't come home.

The wine corkscrew asked me why I didn't come home.

While I rolled up the green Hush Puppies T-shirt hanging on the hanger and tucked it into the most inconspicuous corner of the closet, I said that I moved some of my belongings to Oa, and now I can’t sleep when I see green things at home.

The four-piece sofa set winked and said I deserved it with a mocking attitude.

A picture frame with one corner askew reminds me that the bed sheet should be changed because it is also green.

I asked for a little Sacron in the little case, but he didn't give it to me.

"There's no reason. If you're hungry, you'll choose the restaurant or coffee shop closest to you. If you're tired and can't move your toes, you'll just find a hotel to make up for the night. Do you have a cleanliness freak? Kyle, I guess not."

This is how I interpret it.In front of Rainer, I pivoted my arms around the shoulder blades over the full glass of beer he had just poured. The shadows blocked the bubbles that exploded in the glass. I held the shiny hope and told him I was tired of doing it. Being a good guy makes you want to be a total bad guy, but in the end I realized that the Red Lantern is more human than we all think, more than the little blue man.

Honor guards are pretty damn good.

He shook his head and gasped out of his nose and stared at my hand. In fact, he was wearing a dark green shirt today, which smelled of paint and antibacterial soap.I let go of my tightly clenched palms and watched the green ring fall into a large glass of beer with a "click". It squeezed away the ice cubes floating on the top and was immediately wrapped in air bubbles and sank to the bottom of the glass.

Kyle looks at the ring in the beer, and I look at his face.

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