hiss……
The staff who heard this felt that Mr. Wayne was extremely deceitful.
Whether it is "friend doubts" that are as young as announcing wedding vows, or "questioning emotions" that are so sincere and clumsy, it makes people intuitively feel that Mr. Wayne seems to be waiting for a large number of moths to fly into the flames in making friends, hoping to soar into the sky. "Friends" came.
But [Clark Kent]’s words 1 restored Mr. Wayne’s image of being easy to deceive.
"I thought yesterday" that you wouldn't come to my workplace. I thought I was going to visit your home and we would watch a movie, eat and chat, or vice versa."
"I wasn't prepared."
"I'm surprised and happy that you came over."
"I really like it. If you want, can we get together later? Of course I want to be your friend!"
The sound is vibrant and clear.
[Clark Kent], I never thought that such a person could be close to a rich man.
He seemed extremely sincere. Real feelings.
Do rich men all have this kind of...straight-forward, elementary school student dating style?
It's really, incredible.
Perhaps Mr. Wayne was simply moved by true feelings.
At that level, maybe Mr. Wayne just does this? Mr. Wayne had seen too many pranks in Vanity Fair, and he never expected to see sincerity in [Kent].
Everyone was thinking wildly, thinking that one day they could try pretending to be sincere and deceiving Wayne, while lamenting that their years had passed, their sincerity had been washed away by the city, and they did not have the unique conditions of [Kent].
So jealous.
Mr. Wayne's reply was half-sent in his mouth, making it difficult to hear clearly, "...witness of friendship, today is just an inspection..."
Then [Clark Kent] smiled, and his smile suddenly lost its shyness at that moment, and instead had a kind of gentle compassion, as if [Kent] had shed his disguise at that moment and turned into a god of judgment, and there seemed to be something Use his shell to smile.
"……I see……"
Then, Wayne took [Kent] to skip work and leave.
——
Louise saw that strange smile.
This is proof.
Louise pondered, she looked around and doubted her own eyes as she looked around at the clerks who only dared to gossip.
Maybe I just saw it wrong? Louise would occasionally lose control of her expression, and people would say she looked unfriendly, cold, or scary.
But that was just Louise being temporarily tired and not showing a good social status.
Just like Japan's photo award for secretly photographing passers-by, every passer-by is in a state of numbness, and the perfect and friendly expressions during social interactions are almost all instinctive pandering.
Can--
Louise didn't want to so crudely ignore the doubts clamoring inside her.
The subtle darkness of [Kent]’s smile made the clamor in her heart intensify:
'Both Superman's suit and Clark Kent's appearance are the disguises of a Kryptonian stumbling through human society, donning mortal flesh, each expression a carefully thought-out mask. '
Is this really her unreasonable speculation about aliens?
Lois Lane didn't want to be so suspicious, but when she was exploring Superman's past, seemingly ordinary and logical experiences always brought up unpredictable doubts, so that she finally formed this idea.
Superman, his past is hidden in the passing of time.
During the search, the residents of the town were silent about the existence named Clark Kent. Finally, Lois asked a story about the school bus and falling into the water, and Clark Kent played the role of pushing the steel school bus to the river bank. ; The regulars in the tavern still have lingering fears about the temporary worker. Louise found the woman who was molested, and the twisted and rusty truck head told the story; the sailors on the ship thought they had met Poseidon, the god of the sea, how else to explain Under the iron tower that was about to overturn, there was a flaming figure, and the astonishing zero casualties reported afterwards proved his existence.
Louise saw how a boy grasped simple kindness step by step and became a saint-Superman in his wanderings.
But Louise thought, does a superman who has no anger and can only see pure kindness to human beings really exist? Doesn't he doubt the darkness of human beings? Didn't he question himself? Why would a normal person act purely altruistically from a young age?
With this suspicion in mind, Lois visits Superman's mother.
"Ms. Kent, I have interrupted you many times, this time because of a long-standing doubt in my heart. Has Clark always been like this? Has he always been so enthusiastic about people?" Such noble dedication?
Louise did not express all her doubts, she knew that Ms. Kent would understand.
Martha Kent led her to a grave.
It is square and upright, with mottos engraved on it.
There is a path in the rear courtyard of the double-storey house, which is only ten meters away.
Martha Kent bent down to touch the silent stone slab, her spine protruding, and Louise suddenly felt that Martha was very thin.
"Did you know Jonathan died a long time ago?"
"I know, was one of the victims of the 'passy' tornado."
"You investigated in detail. Before the tornado came, Jonathan, I and Clark were arguing on Route 1."
"quarrel???"
"Is it incredible? Looking at your incredulous look, do you think Clark won't quarrel or yell?"
"Yelling?" Louise felt very strange, like hearing a god come alive and do somersaults, but she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief because Martha, as a mother, affirmed Clark's personality.
"Yeah, Jonathan banned Clark from using his powers, and they were arguing over—you know, you asked a lot of people in town about that—whether Clark should use his powers when the school bus fell into the water. Jonathan was very Afraid that the government would find out about Clark.”
"I'm sorry to disturb you with my interview. What happens next?"
"After? Then the tornado came, and Jonathan was lying here. Aren't you asking Clark if he ever got emotional?" Martha rubbed her palms repeatedly on the marble monument.
"Clark also had times when he was confused and at a loss. I heard that you followed Clark's experience of venturing alone - a very persistent spirit."
"That period in your eyes embodies the journey of Jesus. In my eyes, it is the extreme confusion of my child's soul. He is looking for the meaning of life."
"Thank you for your answer." Louise waved goodbye.
That night when Louise was packing her recorders, she had a sudden realization.
Does Jonathan's death after the tornado mean Clark Kent didn't save him? Does the confusing journey that Martha talks about refer to Clark thinking about himself during the journey?
Does it mean that Clark is wandering with the thought of "patriicide" on his back?
Lois tugged at her hair and once again lamented that she and Clark had become friends and couldn't ask such a mean question.
——
Time goes back to the moment when Mr. Wayne took [Kent] out to skip work.
Bruce left the Daily Planet office building, got into Infield, changed into fresh and casual clothes, and drove [Clark] to the Metropolitan Park.
[Clark] in the car remained in a joyful state, chattering endlessly. The topic mainly focused on [Clark]'s thoughts on friendship and expression of emotions.
The more Bruce listened, the more alarmed he became.
[Clark]'s behavior and logic are getting weirder and weirder, starting yesterday.
While maintaining his Superman persona, Raman confirmed to MP: [This is considered a pass, no one noticed it. I performed so smoothly. 】
MP agreed very much: [It is beyond words outstanding. Two faces of Superman have passed before the world's greatest detective, and we can celebrate! 】
MP shook the drum again and shouted: [Raman is the best! I discovered the cheese beef burger. It looks super delicious. Please take me to eat it when you have time! 】
Raman readily accepted.
——
Arrive at your destination.
Bruce Wayne pressed his peaked cap and motioned for [Clark] to follow.
Under a blue sky, the vast green is dotted with colorful roses. Broad leaves float randomly on the carvings and are scattered on the cobblestone paths. There are scattered wooden chairs for resting and continuous silver-painted partitions. Separating city and nature.
Bruce walked leisurely in front of [Clark], and while enjoying the silence of the sparse crowd on weekdays, he asked: "[Clark], can I know why you did this?"
"What?"
The silent air paused for a long time, but both of them were silent, as if nothing happened, as if the question just now was just the condensation of the air.
But Batman has always been obsessed with his goals. Since [Superman] doesn't intend to fall out, but continues to play the game of ordinary people, don't blame him for testing with ordinary friendship questions.
After all, [Superman]'s pretending to be stupid means that he wants to continue playing this game.
Bruce went on to ask bluntly: "What the hell are you doing? I didn't expect you to be so keen on making friends, but you act like a Boy Scout."
His voice was a fine blend of sincerity and a dash of weak accusation.
They continued walking along the trail.
Bruce was a little confused when he heard [Clark]'s voice: "What are you talking about? I really don't understand. Am I not making a sincere friend request to you?"
Bruce turned around with great movements and walked backwards. His expression was helpless, and the corners of his brows and eyes revealed a kind meaning: "Do you know what I'm talking about? I'm saying that your way of making friends is very childish. Very childish. Don't call it a child. Jun, only children in kindergarten can directly say that we are friends."
Batman turned around to carefully observe [Clark's] expression.
He did not use a camera to record it, because [Superman's] sight can be scanned and discovered, and he can only use his eyes to memorize and analyze silently. There can be no mistakes in his expression, and he must vividly maintain the image of an impressed and friendly Wayne.
Luckily Batman is good at this.
——
But [Clark] had a dandelion in his mouth.
When did he put it on?
Why is he holding a dandelion?
Batman was surprised.
[Clark] held the dandelion straight from the stem, maybe biting it with his teeth. In short, a ten centimeter stem branch was exposed in his mouth, holding the round and fluffy little umbrellas in front of his nose, far away Yes, I only saw a slight disturbance in the breath.
His eyes were bright, his mouth was smiling happily, his eyebrows were curved, and the curly hair on his head was swirling. He didn't seem to think there was anything strange about suddenly holding a dandelion in his mouth during the conversation.
And it seems that I feel happy holding a dandelion in my mouth.
Bruce was so startled that he stumbled on the cobblestone.
[Clark] took his hand and held his waist with the other hand, which not only stopped him from falling, but also formed a half-hug posture.
Bruce felt a warm and strong arm hugging him around his waist. He was half leaning back, and the next second he was about to hug or kiss him. For the second time, he was almost teased by [Superman] and acted ambiguously.
It was a bit helpless, but fortunately he changed his clothes in advance and could not affect the stock price of Wayne Enterprises and Bruce Wayne's reputation.
But this is not the end of the story. He judged that [Superman] would still act like a lover in the name of making clumsy friends in the future, and this time he had to talk things out.
Since [Superman]'s words are friends, then Bruce's actions should be classified as friends within social disciplines.
Bruce stood firm, easily moved [Clark]'s arm away, raised his eyes to look at him, and said in a brisk tone: "Really, you have to..."
"Wait?! Are you eating dandelions?"
