[Zhongyingmei] I save the world by transforming

Clark, who took his child to bathe for the first time, found that the information he searched was completely useless, because his servants would not make troubles like children of this age, raise their arms when they are asked to raise their arms, and close their eyes when they are asked to close their eyes. After cleaning the eyes, I sat in the bathtub obediently and drew pictures on the water with foam.

Clark thought, this task went ten times smoother than he imagined, could it be that he is actually a genius at raising children?

After rinsing, he found the loose round neck T-shirt of his childhood from the basket at the door, but this T-shirt was too big for Bai Kui, and it would slide to the shoulders if he moved casually, and the hem also grew to the His knees, like a robe.

He dragged his long clothes and ran barefoot to the sofa, picked up a picture book that they put there before they entered the bathroom, leaving a few wet footprints.

Clark's voice, which was about to call out to him, stopped.They didn't buy the little lamb, because the followers couldn't bring back such a big sheep, so Clark still bought picture books and pens in a supermarket, and drew him a sheep. More precisely, he drew a sheep. Case, with ventilation holes and the s logo of the Ayre family.

The sheep that can eat baobab seeds is in the box.As for why the Kryptonian box... The Kryptonian box can provide the sheep with sufficient oxygen, food and water, so that it can accompany the little prince back to his home in a healthy manner.

Bai Kui's love for this "sheep" is also visible to the naked eye, and he hugged the booklet wherever he went. Seeing his smile, Clark's mood also rose a lot. All the depression was put in the back of my mind.He leaned on the corner of the sofa without any image, with his arms behind his head, closed his eyes and enjoyed the rare and quiet afternoon.

Martha found out the hair dryer and let the boy with steamy hair sit down on the sofa, but the sound of the hair dryer startling him, he immediately turned his head and stared at the buzzing and steaming black hole, "This Yes, what?"

Martha fiddled with his soft blond hair, smiled lowly, she hadn't dealt with the child's boundless curiosity for a long time, "It's a hair dryer. If you don't dry your hair, you will easily get sick."

"What is sickness?"

"It's... something is wrong with your body. If you are sick, you can't play with the lamb with Clark, and you can't do too many things."

"In other words, it's damaged, so you can't continue traveling?" He blinked, but stretched out his arm as if comforting, and gently patted Martha's hand holding the hair dryer, "Well, don't worry, There is always an end to the journey."

"But, it doesn't matter, I will continue to look here, because you are here. As long as I think of this, I can't help laughing... It's like, I also have a bell that can laugh."

"...No way!" Clark, who was taking a nap, sat up, and he realized that he was a little too excited when the words came out. He controlled the volume, and his tolerant blue eyes looked at the other pair of blue eyes. The loneliness of isolation can't be hidden in such a straightforward look, "I mean! Even if your journey is over, I won't let you...I won't let you..."

Clark, who contributed articles to the Daily Planet, even the manuscripts criticizing Superman, suddenly ran out of words, because such a promise was too heavy to be spoken in such a relaxing afternoon.

As a result, the boy he wanted to hug understood his words and raised a big smile at him: "I won't let you, alone."

This is the second time Clark has heard this sentence today, and every time he feels that the deepest thing in his heart has been touched.Before he could say anything, the two boys, one big and one small, were embraced by Martha, the tip of their noses smelled of washing powder, and the smell of being plumped by the sun, "Okay, okay. The eldest prince and The little prince is a good boy."

"...Mom." Clark was a little helpless, and his face was a little red, but he didn't push her away, but hugged the two of them tightly, "I'm already a 30-year-old man."

"But you are still as big as him in my heart." Martha smiled, "I don't know what game you are playing. I am too old, I can't participate in it, and I can't understand it. I can only see it on TV." Your news."

Maybe Superman is a god in the eyes of others, but when she looked at Clark, she recalled how he was bullied and ran back crying when he was a child. She was always worried that those bullets and shells would hit Clark. It hurt him, let alone being shot down by some difficult enemies... Over time, Martha tried not to watch the battle process, but only knew from the results in the newspaper that her proud son was rescued again. a kind person.

"Anyway, I hope you will be happy, Clark." She said softly, then slightly lowered her head to look at the child who was looking left and right between them with big curious eyes, and scraped the tip of his nose with her fingers, "And you, little one. No matter where you're going...you're always welcome back here."

Bai Kui paused, stretched out her short arms, and hugged them back with difficulty.

"Thank you."

The Kansas sun... so warm.

After bidding farewell to Martha, Clark took Bai Kui to...the children's clothing store.

The clerk is very good at observing words and expressions. After looking at the cheap shirts and black-rimmed glasses on Clark, she judged his straight man nature, and began to praise his son's cuteness while selling children's clothes.

Clark was dazed when he heard that, even after explaining that he was not his son, the clerks still enthusiastically praised him for having a cute younger brother, successfully making the little reporter willingly pay half a month's salary.

Whenever he changes a card, Bai Kui will stop him from spending impulsively, but his current status determines that he knows little about the world and has an unusual desire to learn about everything in front of him. No. rag doll changed clothes one after another without complaining.

When checking out, the clerk who liked to mention a lot of achievements took him to choose the toys as a gift, and he had a hard time facing the whole cabinet of toys.A little girl in a white skirt who was also picking out a toy noticed his hesitation, hesitated for a moment, and then ran up to him with a tragic face, and pushed the toy in her arms to him, "Here, here you!"

The little girl was still in the teething period, and she still had a leak when she spoke. It took a few seconds for Bai Kui to understand what she was talking about.He looked at the fluffy thing that she lifted up. It was a fox with orange-red fur and a pair of cute little black eyes embedded in it.

He took the fox unceremoniously, the child's world wants what he wants, and there will be no hypocrisy.He rubbed the fox's cheek with his cheek, "It's you."

The girl was still holding back her tears, but she immediately smiled when she saw this scene. She nodded vigorously, "Although I like Mr. Fox very much, he said that he wants to stay with you more, and he is more suitable to be with you." She said, waved her hand vigorously, and then ran away in a hurry, the clerk had to chase her footsteps, "Goodbye, Mr. Fox!"

Bai Kui raised the front paw of the fox doll and waved it towards her back. Then, holding the picture album in one hand and the little fox in the other, she trotted to Clark in front of the cashier, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and When he lowered his head, he held up the fox, and smiled, "Master, this is my new friend, the fox."

Clark... was just a little short of dying on the spot.Fortunately, at that moment, his reporter's instinct broke out, and he took out his mobile phone at an astonishing speed, and recorded this scene forever.

But this also led to Bai Kui borrowing his mobile phone on the way home, using the camera function to take pictures around, and even took a picture of Clark.

When Clark got his phone back, he thought that the photo album would be full of messy photos from various strange angles. Of course, even so, he would keep these photos in the phone.But to his surprise, the angle and light of each photo were selected very professionally. If it was not limited by the pixel problem, it could have been submitted to their newspaper.

He flipped through the photos.His followers will not stick to the subject matter when shooting, just like him, he is full of interest and curiosity about everything in the world.The flock of birds flying across the sky in line, the clothesline and dripping clothes sticking out of the apartment, the hem of the clothes flying on the court in the park, the bus parked on the side of the road with half-open doors, the smiling faces in front of the ice cream truck... nothing Several connected elements remind him of the place where each picture took place, and thus piece together a day in the metropolis.

And, the last photo.He is obviously still dressed in the same rustic outfit that anyone can see, the deliberately slumped back and the clothes that are one size bigger make him look unkempt, but under the lens of Baikui, his figure is the same as when he was Superman tall.The setting sun was setting behind him, and the afterglow passed by his side, and his figure bathed in warm light was full of unspeakable hope and strength. The expression of the girl held by him was frozen in panic, half of her The body sank in the shadows, and half of the body was shrouded in the light behind Clark, as if he was pulled out of the darkness by him.

...In all fairness, the elements of this group of photos are very simple, but Clark couldn't bear to look away after looking at them for a long time.

Yes, this ordinary scene is exactly the reason why he still wants to protect all of them in the face of doubts and setbacks.

"You really like it... No, you really love this world." He couldn't help saying softly.

"Well, the earth is my most important memory." Bai Kui leaned beside him, "Although I have forgotten some things, my voice can still be heard now, so I think, continue to shoot."

Clark opened his mouth. He wanted to continue asking about his lost memories, but at this moment, some voices calling for help reached his ears. He solemnly put down his phone and took off his coat, revealing the uniform he was wearing inside.Facing those curious clean blue eyes, his sullen face twitched, and he couldn't bear it, "I'm going to save someone, and I'll be back soon." After saying that, he made up his mind not to look at him again, and rushed out of the window. Get out of the apartment!

The place where the accident occurred was a bar in the metropolis, where a non-regular small concert was being held, and the circuit of the bar caught fire due to the long-term disrepair.When Superman arrived in time, he used his frozen breath to stop the fire that had just begun to spread, and rescued the guests and the lead singer one by one, all of which were done skillfully.

He took the time to listen to the voices at home, and then found out in horror, no, the child is gone!But then, he discovered that the sound of the heartbeat didn't disappear, it just changed to a different place.

Right inside the bar.

Clark rushed back into the bar where even the smoke and fire had been wiped out. He saved people too quickly. At this time, the accompaniment music was still playing dutifully. The brisk melody just reached the chorus. Singing in a low voice: "countryroadstakemehe hometown road, take me home, totheplaceibelong return to my long-awaited destination..."

There was only one speaker left on the dimly lit stage, and the recorded harmony sang over and over again to take me home.The auditorium has not been burned, but there are no other audiences left, leaving food residues that have been trampled on the ground, only the last row is still clean, a boy with blond hair holding a fox is sitting there quietly , listen carefully.

The remaining lively atmosphere did not spread to the boy's side, and he was still alienated from the world, as if he was the only one who was isolated from this world.

Until Clark broke this isolated loneliness.

He took a few steps forward, knelt in front of him on one knee, and smiled helplessly, "Although I didn't say to wait for my return this time, I will be worried if you run out like this."

Baikui blinked, bowed her head obediently and apologized, "I'm sorry. I'm worried about you too." It's completely natural for a follower to follow the Master, it's by no means that he hasn't seen enough of the world.

Clark was even more helpless. He might have to take back the words that he was good at taking care of children. At least, in the face of such a straightforward conversation, he couldn't tell the lesson at all, "I see...you can teleport right?"

"I can transform into a spiritual son and follow you without being discovered."

While talking, Bai Kui performed for him to disappear in place on the spot, and Clark was somewhat relieved when he was surprised, after all, he was still worried about leaving him at home alone... Although, his difficult psychological construction seemed to be in vain. Done?

Then he said: "Then, let us go home, little prince."

"Okay, Master."

The author has something to say: When you look up at the night sky, because I live on a certain star, because I will laugh on a certain star, so to you, it seems that all the stars are smiling.Then you will have a smiling star!It seems that instead of stars, I gave you many laughing bells... How fun that is, you will have [-] million little bells.little Prince

The song mentioned is takemehecountryroads and then I thought of shadowbringers when I typed the title

感谢在2021072119:10:252021072220:22:03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 mines: Chi Chi Chi Chi, 1 Falling Sky Yi;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of eden; the author of Gu Gu will be stewed with 9 bottles;

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