The air is filled with the scent of sunshine, and the lush rice undulates like waves with the wind. Autumn has arrived, the light seems gentler, and Martha's smiling face seems to be shrouded in a layer of golden light, as if separated by a piece of fog, which is not quite real on the quiet farm road.
Bruce's restrained look disappeared in an instant, and he greeted Martha in a friendly way and hugged her.
"I'm your son's friend, Bruce," he said.
"Welcome, Bruce, I remember you. I'm so happy." Martha said leaning on Bruce's shoulder.
The aroma of overripe fruits reached Bruce's nose, along with the sweet aroma and aroma of wheat. Martha patted her head and said angrily: "Look, I forgot to bring the apple pie I prepared for you. "
"It's just out of the oven. Don't stand here stupidly, boys, come over and tidy up for lunch."
Martha let go of Bruce and walked toward the cabin.
[Clark] approached Bruce and he winked playfully: "Look, mom is very happy, don't be too nervous."
"Where am I nervous?" Bruce glanced at him and said calmly.
"Your heart rate increases when Mommy hugs you; at the same time, when Mommy says welcome, your muscles tense and your pupils constrict a little bit - like right now, Bruce, your heart rate increases."
[Superman] said words that could be included in any thriller novel with an innocent look on his face. His expression was innocent, but his words had a very meaningful meaning.
He continued, "Now, Bruce, your heart rate is calm again. Is it under your control?"
Batman tried his best to calm down his fluctuating emotions after seeing Martha and Martha's surprisingly friendly attitude towards him. The meditation techniques he learned from the ninja master were enough to allow him to deceive any human being in the world, as well as sophisticated lie detector instruments. Batman could even deceive himself.
But the Kryptonians seem to have a more advanced way of judging.
This makes it difficult for Batman to disguise himself unless he is constantly in disguise.
Batman thought that in front of Martha Kent, [Superman] could restrain his abilities or his "inhuman" values.
Bruce looked startled, and his tone was accusatory, but not too angry: "[Clark], why did you see through me?"
MP was originally curious about Bruce's sudden and sudden heart rate, and jumped up when he heard this: "Yes, Raman, why are you looking at someone's heart rate? It's very rude." 】
Raman said humbly: [But, I remember that Superman has been listening to Batman's heartbeat and is always ready to save Batman who is dying. 】
The MP was convinced, but said anxiously: [What to do, this Batman seems to have a strong opinion on this. 】
Raman: [Sincerity can defeat everything, I believe Bruce will agree with me. 】
Bruce tilted his head and looked at [Clark], as if waiting for an answer.
"Why?"
[Clark] replied sincerely: "Bruce, if I said that I was not very skilled in controlling my abilities and accidentally noticed your physical condition. Would you believe it?"
Bruce pretended to think deeply: "I believe it."
[Clark] looked amused by this obviously witty reply, and he arched his eyebrows: "Bruce, actually I have been listening to your heartbeat -"
Batman's heart skipped a beat.
He saw [Superman] glance at his chest, and Batman's heart pounded again.
Amidst the pounding heartbeat that Batman thought was thunderous, he heard [Superman] say slowly: "It's always been like this, from the day I saw you."
Batman closed his eyes and opened them again. He controlled himself to move forward instead of back. He put his arm on [Superman]'s shoulders and said with a relaxed smile: "It's a great move, but it didn't come with my consent. I don't forgive it." Such behavior."
"Come on," he pulled [Superman] towards the farm cabin, "I can already smell the apple pie - Martha is waiting for us."
"Martha is waiting for us." Bruce emphasized again.
[Is Batman touched? Raman, his heart was beating again. Does he like the feeling of being watched? 】MP asked doubtfully.
Raman patted MP on the head: [Idiot, didn’t he say he wouldn’t forgive this kind of behavior, so he must not like it. 】
MP scratched his head: [What's going on? 】
Raman explained: [That is, friends did something inappropriate, but it didn’t have much impact, so I’ll forgive it this time. I won’t forgive you next time. 】
MP Star Eyes: [Raman knows a lot! 】
[That is, I am a super high-dimensional creature. 】
On the flower-covered table was a large portion of delicious corn and lotus root soup, sweet apple pie, and tomato beef brisket noodles. Martha waited for a while, and [Clark] and Bruce sat next to her.
"[Clark], in a few days, the corn will be mature. Remember to come back to harvest."
"Of course, Mom, I always remember it."
"Want to stay at home today? I can tidy up the room for Bruce."
"No, Mom, I'll stay with you at home, and Bruce will go back to his own home." (Bruce glanced at him.)
"Well, is there anything you don't like about being in the city? Big cities are always too fast, and I feel like you can't keep up with others." (Bruce opens his eyes wide.)
"Don't worry, Mom, I have been converted from an internship to a full-time job, and my colleagues are very friendly."
"That's good. The news always says that competition in big cities is fierce. If you can't stand it one day, you can go home and grow corn with your mother." (Bruce took a bite of noodles and swallowed it with difficulty.)
"Yeah! Plant corn! Ah... I can do it, mom."
"..."
"Mom...I know..."
"[Clark]..."
The topics Martha Kent and [Clark Kent] talked about were so commonplace that one couldn't help but wonder whether Martha knew that her son was also [Superman], a god on earth.
[Superman] does not need to worry about survival problems, unemployment, and housing subsidies in big cities. Even if her son does not rule the world, he can survive by photosynthesis alone. Moreover, to be honest, the physical fitness of Kryptonians crushes those on Earth, so there is no need to worry about [Clark] being squeezed out by others in the competition. [Superman] has a crushing advantage in any industry.
In contrast, [Clark Kent] acted so... simple and understandable in front of Martha.
is a good thing.
It shows that [Superman] has concerns about Martha, whether it is to contain or intimidate——
Batman's thoughts were interrupted.
Martha had noticed the young man's silent demeanor, and with good intentions she tried to bring Bruce into the conversation: "Bruce, thank you for enjoying my cooking. Didn't you feel good?"
Bruce was silent for a moment, and pronounced his words in a standard manner, like a response robot: "Mrs. Martha, thank you, I feel that the presence of taste buds is obvious."
This young man was so restrained that he used a idiom. Martha laughed and said, "Bruce, just call me Martha. Relax, I'm glad you came to see me."
She looked at Bruce with his arms squarely placed in front of the table and sitting straight, and said with a smile: "Bruce, you can come to visit me even if [Clark] is not here, I will always welcome you, you are a good young man. "
Bruce tried to respond: "I will definitely do it."
Martha smiled. She consciously asked Bruce to join the conversation while asking about Clark's living conditions. Sometimes she would tell Bruce some interesting stories about Clark's childhood to let Bruce know more. Of course, she did not shy away from mentioning the existence of Jonathan.
During this conversation, Bruce learned about [Superman's] past, his incredibly normal teenage years. A rebellious child, a well-behaved student, and even one who was bullied at school... In short, everything was just like the [Clark Kent] in front of Martha, an ordinary person with no flaws.
"Wait, being bullied on campus?" Bruce couldn't help but ask.
"You look incredible, Bruce? Does it sound weird for [Clark] to be bullied?" Martha smiled mischievously at Bruce and said, "Although Clark was already capable of resisting at that time, Jonathan was unwilling to let Clark show his flaws. , it’s that kind of unusual flaw—you can understand it.”
"So Clark endured it, and those adolescent children couldn't hurt Clark. The only harm was that few people were willing to be Clark's friends."
"So," Martha looked at Bruce seriously, "I'm very happy that you can become [Clark]'s friend. This is really a difficult thing for him."
Batman suddenly didn't know how to answer this sentence, facing a mother who sincerely expected her son to be a friend.
Martha seemed to be expecting a response from him. She looked directly at Bruce, her son's recognized friend, with bright eyes.
Do you really want to respond? But I don’t really treat your son.
In just one second, Batman chooses between truth and lies. He constantly weighs the two, trying to find an answer that is not against his will.
He finally finished thinking and was ready to speak.
"Mom," [Clark] broke the sensational atmosphere with a dissatisfied tone, "I also have friends in the Daily Planet! Don't make it sound like I am just Bruce's friend."
"Really, who told you to only bring Bruce home to see your mother? Where have I seen your other friends?"
"Okay, Mom, now you know."
Bruce looked at the scene in front of him. [Superman] was chatting and laughing with a human mother, and he couldn't help but feel a little dazed. It looked so much like a human being, with its vivid expressions and heartfelt attitude. Is it really a disguise? ?
But Batman must be pretending.
Despair filled his heart, Bruce looked at Martha's smiling face, and his thoughts drifted to the two skeletons in the grave.
He saw that [Superman] seemed to be looking at him, but it wasn't aimed at his eyes, it seemed to be - his chest?
Bruce felt as if a cold thunder struck his head, and he instantly realized that his heart was beating so hard just now!
Does Superman pay attention to him even now?
