[Superman] Number One Enemy

James looked down at the freshly brewed coffee in the mug, and Steve looked away, suddenly interested in the cutlery lining the kitchen cabinets.Neither of them spoke.

"...Steve? James?" Intuition told Clark what these two people knew.

White came over, hesitated for a long time, and asked, "Well... no disrespect, but I'm a little curious, is he... the child of Bruce Wayne and Barnes?"

Clark turned back, looking at White in disbelief. "No, of course not. They don't look alike at all, how is that possible?"

White nodded, pursed his lips, and smiled hesitantly: "That's right, how is it possible. After all, this kid... Brandon? He looks exactly like you. He is yours and Audrey's." Son, right?"

Clark's eyes widened.Clark froze.

"……what?"

White breathed in, staring at Clark uncertainly, "Okay... maybe I made a mistake..."

Clark turned quickly, looking at Steve and James.From White's rigid expression, from Steve's and James' strange silence, even from his mother Martha's unnatural way of stepping back with Brandon in her arms, Clark sees, oh my god, this isn't a joke.Brandon really does look like him.

Simply put, Brandon is his son.

But how is this possible? !

Clark froze in place, his thoughts were in a mess, and many conversations with Audrey automatically flashed through his mind.In fact, Audrey has hinted more than once... He never thought about it... It's impossible, but? !

White backed cautiously towards the door. "I'm going to see Louise."

Clark glanced in the direction of White's escape, the shock and disbelief in his heart made him not want to care about anything else.He slowly leaned against the dining table, propped his hands on the table, and took a deep breath.

No one spoke.The air is stagnant, and the paradoxical silence between them cuts the picture into opposites.

"...How is it possible..." Clark murmured, unable to understand; how did this happen?

He looks up, begging for help, at Steve and James, two men who obviously know all the truth.Seeing that something was wrong, Martha coaxed Brandon into the courtyard from the back of the kitchen.

Steve looked at James hesitantly.James glanced at Clark and nodded slightly.Steve's expression turned firm, and his eyes turned to Clark.

"Brandon is about to turn six," Steve said, looking Clark in the eyes. "Just think about what you did seven years ago."

Clark almost wandered up to the second floor.

He wanted to find Audrey and ask about this matter.six years old?He thought Brandon was seven years old, because everyone said he was seven years old, and it wasn't until now that Clark learned that Audrey lied about Brandon's age, and everyone in the family was accomplices.

But why would she do it?

She didn't even tell him the truth.Isn't he worthy of being trusted?

Clark tried to find more explanations for the whole thing.Audrey doesn't do meaningless things, she has a thousand opportunities to tell him the truth, but she didn't do it, there must be her reasons.

Then, Clark thought of Audrey's initial attitude towards him; resistance, indifference, inhumanity, and she reached out to help at just the right time, as well as her attitude towards Louise, the original Gotham dinner, Audrey temporarily transfers Louise after learning that the clown has escaped from prison...

Clark stopped suddenly and stopped in front of their room door.It's impossible, it's really impossible, he can't figure it out, but all signs show that the thing did happen, there is no misunderstanding.

The door opens from the inside.Clark returned to his senses in a daze.Audrey had just finished tidying up and walked out of the room wearing summer home clothes.

Clark couldn't help hugging Audrey.

"What's wrong?" Audrey was puzzled, not understanding why Clark embraced her in such an exaggerated way early in the morning, strong enough to embed her inside him.

"Let me hug you." Clark murmured, greedily feeling Audrey's temperature and her fragrance.It was the aroma of acacia flowers, which reminded him of the acacia trees in his childhood farm.

Those flower trees were all destroyed by a tornado in the summer of a certain year.Also gone was his father, the man he had admired all his life.

It's a math problem; Brandon is six years old, and Audrey was conceived seven years ago.He returned to Earth for almost a year, and for the first six years he spent interstellar travel and searched for the survivors of Krypton.

Seven years ago, Clark was 27.What was he doing at that time?

The 27-year-old Clark Kent works in the Daily Planet. He is unknown, often absent from work, and his salary can only cover basic living expenses.The successful, beautiful and capable girlfriend never recognizes him in the company, unaware that Clark Kent is the superman who saves the world every day and often saves her from trouble.

Clark recalled carefully, trying to find clues.Seven years ago, he was in a relationship with Louise. It was impossible for him to betray his lover, and it was impossible for him to have sex with a woman other than Louise. He would not forgive himself for such a thing, unless...

Unless he simply doesn't know, it's not Louise.

It reminded Clark; once, just once, when he went to find Lois, he was a little out of his wits.That day Luthor designed traps, Poison Ivy and Crocodile were in charge of sabotage, and they fought on the borders of Metropolis and Gotham and Midtown.During the melee, he was hit by Luthor's weird bullet, which was like kryptonite, but not quite like kryptonite, emitting half pink and half purple smoke.

Yes, it's that damn thing!

Clark worked harder to dig out the memory, and the broken fragments became clear.When he realized he had been shot, his instinctive reaction was to find Louise, he wanted to rest beside her, and he needed someone to help him remove the bullet that was in the back of his waist and penetrated into the flesh.

Then, he landed at the hotel where Louise was staying, and vaguely found that he was affected by bullets and gradually hallucinated, and then...

Damn it.He didn't see Louise at all that day.

It's Audrey!

He remembered... Tony was having a party at Louise's hotel that day.The next day he was still in the newspaper, and saw media reports that Tony’s party had damaged the hotel, causing damage to security and hardware equipment, and the scene captured in the photo seemed to have experienced a blast.

If that's not Tony's room.If Audrey followed Tony to the party.Of course, seven years ago, Audrey worked under Tony and was the chief secretary of Stark Enterprises. With Audrey's personality, she would be at the party, and she would be by Tony's side.

That's why he was lying on the top floor platform of the hotel.Not because after he found Louise, the two argued again and he left alone.It was because the person who took care of him overnight and helped him take out the bullet was not Louise at all.

Oh my goodness.

Audrey wasn't sure what happened to Clark, she just wanted to say that if he carried him any further, she would need to be sent to the hospital.

"Clark, let go." Audrey patted Clark on the back, enduring the pain, annoyed.

Clark let go hastily, pained and bewildered.Audrey didn't immediately notice Clark's strange expression, she lowered her head and rubbed her chest, her back and her arms.

"Superman hugged his fiancee to death? Well, this will be a headline topic." Audrey said unhappily, rolling her eyes coldly.She looked up, and found that Clark was looking at her with an expression that looked like he was about to cry, or wanted to kill him, and she froze for a moment.

"...Actually, it doesn't hurt that much." Audrey changed her words in embarrassment.Why does Clark look like the end of the world is coming?Was what she said just now so vicious?She thought Clark should have gotten used to her sharp teeth...?

But Clark still looked very broken, shaking his head repeatedly and being speechless made Audrey start to panic.

"What's wrong? What happened? Is the situation outside bad?" Audrey stepped forward and hugged Clark carefully.

Clark just shook his head, breathless and unable to speak.He couldn't accept this, he couldn't believe that he was the one who hurt Audrey.And all her concealment was just to protect him and Brandon.

How could he do that?

He didn't even dare to ask Audrey to hate him.That was too tiring, he wasn't worth Audrey's emotional drain.

How dare he ask for Audrey's love?

Clark faced Audrey desperately, trying to express his love for her with all his might, but he couldn't even touch Audrey.The wedding ring on Audrey's ring finger at this moment was the cruelest mockery of him.

But Clark understood that he couldn't leave Audrey.He couldn't, couldn't do it.He couldn't hurt Audrey anymore, and he shouldn't even have the idea of ​​making amends, that was a second injury to Audrey, no matter how much he wanted to tell Audrey, he was willing to accept anything; no matter what she wanted to give him , he is willing to accept.

He can imagine Audrey's thoughts; choosing to hide the truth, thinking that he is the stain in Clark Kent's life and the only failure of Superman.It was decided that it should be denied that night, and I kept silent from then on.

This is wrong.This is not right.She is a victim, why should she take these responsibilities?

Ridiculous.

Thinking of this, Clark regained his composure a little.How much he wanted to tell Audrey that she was not guilty, she didn't need it, and she shouldn't think it was her fault, it was his responsibility, it was his fault, and, fuck him, he didn't care about the perfect image of Superman .

Audrey was everything to him.She was his world, and he wouldn't let anyone take her away.

"Clark? You're going to answer me, honey. What's the matter?"

Audrey's call brought Clark's thoughts back to the ground.He looked at Audrey, and the overwhelming emotions in his heart slowly returned to calm, because Audrey always had a kind of power that could allow him to find himself, and when he was beside Audrey, that was belonging.

This thought made Clark smile again for Audrey.

"It's not serious, just...slightly frightened." Clark said, embracing Audrey pitifully, looking at her arm, "I hurt you just now? Are you hurt?"

The author has something to say:

In the end, read it in English, it will feel different (?

In my heart, I write in English...

Someone secretly blackened.I am looking forward to the upcoming plot.