mousepad-d2 Chapter 129 Finale - To be continued
Chapter 129 Finale - To be continued
After Connor flew away from the window, he opened the door of his bedroom openly in front of Kon, and walked into the corridor again.
"Are you going to find Xiaohong?" Kon asked suddenly while lying on the bed.
"Well," Connor thought for a while, "Go to sleep by yourself tonight."
Kon straightened up and got up from the bed, he sighed: "I never thought you could really confess."
"Then...have you never confessed to Ronaldinho? You are Connor! He is so good, so...he even belongs to you." Connor has always been most worried about Kon, he knows too well that he is right His partner's feelings, that's why he will point out his mind when another clone kid appears, and wants to go further.
Kon was silent for two seconds, pulled out a bleak smile, and said, "He's actually...not exactly Tim, I mean, my partner died."
For the first time, Kon said everything in front of another person in this world, in front of himself in another world: "After his soul left my world, if it wasn't for the magic I asked Shazam to use, he would really to another world."
"But he's now the Timothy Drake of the world."
Kon sat back on his bed, his hands seemed to be clasped with someone's fingers in the air, he closed his eyes, and in front of him was a little red bird with broken wings that gradually stopped breathing: "Yes, a new life , a new soul..."
"But that's not the same! Tim is Tim, there are so many worlds, such a big world, and there is only one Tim." Obviously Kon gave up by himself, but Connor had a feeling in his heart. A huge unwillingness, he empathized with kon's thoughts.
"Yeah, it's not the same, I'm very happy to see Xiaohong now." Kon didn't open his eyes, and in front of him was the world tamed by the white superman.
"If," kon saw Xiaohong standing in front of him, these memories would have already disappeared in someone's soul, "If you are really with Xiaohong, cherish every second, human beings really It's fragile."
"what?"
"Nothing, you go."
After Connor left, Kon let out a long sigh.
"Tim."
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"Why did you come in?" Not long after I sent the two of them out of the window, I found Connor who walked in through the main door of my bedroom.
"My pillow fell on you." Connor floated to the bed generously, and then fell asleep next to Xiao Luo.
I pursed my lips. If I shared a bed with him before, it would never be a problem, but since Connor confessed his love to me, I feel that nothing is right.
"Connor," I decided not to evade, and made it clear to him, "If your liking for me is just a whim, it's not that I can't play with you," I was very relaxed when I said this, and Connor was like It's a gust of wind, he's different from Gotham, "You're still too small for me..."
"When you saw me dating Cassie, you never said I was young," Connor felt angrily laughing at the huddled Tim. "What the hell do you mean?"
"I think... Cassie is fine," I looked at Connor with one hand on the quilt, how handsome he was, I could see those earnest eyes, those straight eyebrows, his straight nose Those beautiful lips, "She is a good girl."
"That was more than a year ago, but I just want to chase you now," Connor reached out and covered Tim's clenched hand, "I only have eyes for you. When you smile, I want to laugh with you. When you cry..."
Connor trembled slightly, and he continued, "I will always hold you in my arms when you cry."
"If you were so talkative to Cassie back then, you wouldn't..."
"What are you hesitating about?" Connor had already noticed that Ronaldinho was evading.
He could feel the hug when Xiao Luo couldn't help putting his hand on his back in that alley, and he could feel that Xiao Luo occasionally saw his dazed and red earlobes after that kiss.
He held Robin's hand tightly, as if holding the whole world tightly. Connor sat on Xiao Luo's lap, and he questioned: "You like me, don't you?"
I found that I couldn't say no to words.
I close my eyes and kon is in front of me, i can realize what will happen when we finally get together, even for a half kryptonian, human beings are still fragile - i have died in kon's presence too.
"I can't...I..."
Connor looked at the boy whose eyelashes were trembling slightly under his body. Tim was a little thin, maybe because he practiced gymnastics, or maybe because this brave guy always stayed up late and was picky about eating. Tim was undoubtedly Powerful, this guy is the poster child for teenage heroes - Batman and his sons always have been.
When Connor first wore a leather suit and was threatened by this Robin to come to Gotham to deal with Metal Man, he felt that this kid was not easy to get along with, but his resourcefulness, his composure, and everything about him made him feel better. Connor was starting to think the guy was good, very good, the best in the world.
Maybe sometimes some people are right, he does have half of Lex Luthor's blood in his blood, and Connor will indeed not be as selfless as Clark and as desireless as a god at some point. When it was time, he acted.
He used to think that the feelings that were torn and swelled in his heart were just possessive desires between partners-Tim is so good, the girls around him, Helena Stephanie, have never been broken, and Bart and Garfield and others are one after another. Suddenly coming to the side of Tim, whom he knew first, always made Connor feel a kind of violence in his heart.
But the most important thing is that he has met Connor from other worlds.
He gradually recalled that what he wanted was not just the position of a unique partner, but something deeper.
Sometimes Connor would have hallucinations. There were countless threads of fate between himself and Ronaldinho, which entangled the two of them fiercely. This kind of entanglement was so stressful that it was suffocating.
But Connor was willing to spend the rest of his life spinning silk to weave the web more firmly.
When did love come?
Maybe it was just the smile that Robin turned around after completing a mission.
"You don't hate my kisses," Connor smiled slyly, "You don't resist me."
As if resigned to my fate, I reached out and stroked Connor's head. He lowered his head, like a knight dedicating everything to his monarch: "I can't stop you."
When Connor's lips hit me, I felt like maybe my gums were bleeding. Does Man of Steel have steel lips?
When he stuck his tongue in, he became more careful and licked the kiss with that flexible tongue.
I closed my eyes and acquiesced in what Connor did to me. Connor felt my relaxation. He clasped mine with one hand and gently stroked my back with the other I press against him.
When his tongue started licking my roof and I learned to respond with mine, I felt drunk.
Connor's hands became heavier.
I closed my eyes, as if I was in the boundless universe. This emotion was conveyed to each other through our connected lips. I wrapped my other empty hand around Connor's neck, Press him hard against me.
We are too close, too close.
This relationship seems to be a firework burning in the dark. I know it is not destined to last long, but its beauty confuses me.
Kryptonians don't need to breathe, and half-Kryptonians don't seem to either.
I gripped the clothes on his back tightly, and my nails didn't leave any marks on his body.
I finally pushed Connor away, turned my head to the side to pant, and after half a minute I turned my head and continued to look at the clone floating slightly above me.
"Have you been drinking?"
"I secretly tasted something in Clark's glass," Connor thought it had nothing to do with it. When he was brought to the reception by Lex, he relied on his Kryptonian's strong metabolic function, so it would be fine to mix red wine and white wine, "but I'm very sober now, Tibao, you promised me, right?"
"Connor," I don't know how bright my eyes are now, I think, Kang was happy for a while before losing his Tim, I don't know how long I can give my Connor happiness, but I guess I'm always willing to try, "If you kiss me next time without drinking, I think I might say yes."
I see Connor laughing, he looks like Clark when he smiles now, and he puts his head on my chest and lays on top of me like a big cat.
I didn't care about the hand we held together, but slowly reached out to stroke his hair. The Kryptonian's curly hair was inconceivably cute in my hand.
"Connor, I..." I want to explain my heart to my superboy, explain the consequences of falling in love with gods, explain everything.
Then I heard the sound of windows being smashed.
A familiar shadow enveloped the two people on the bed.
"Connor, you're doing well." When the knight came into the room, what he saw was the disheveled and flushed Xiao Hong lying on the bed and Connor who was lying on Xiao Hong's chest and biting.
Connor frantically managed to control himself to float away from Ronaldinho's body, but he got entangled with the belt on Ronaldinho's pajamas belt and the buttons on his pajamas.
The knight heard a ripping sound.
Compared to Connor's flurry, I was always slow in front of the knights. I stretched out a hand and patted Connor's back comfortingly, signaling him not to be so anxious, and then stretched out my arms to hug the half-Kryptonian. The force of steel tore the pajamas into two halves, which had no covering effect at all.
"Actually, what you saw was an accident."
"What accident?" A deep and hoarse voice modified by a voice changer appeared in the room.
"...Bruce?"
"So," his voice seemed to come from hell, "what are you two doing?"
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"Sorry, Clark."
Superman collapsed on the cot in his apartment, he had no more breath than breath.
"Connor," the chairman of the Justice League, the god on earth, frowned, "did you catch him?"
Your father and I were almost tortured to death by Batman, why are you, the culprit, still fine? !
"Batman said when we're adults, we'll be together."
"18 years old or 21 years old?" Clark turned over with difficulty. In the United States, 18 years old is the legal age for voting, that is, the age of legal adulthood, but in fact 21 years old is the age when the restrictions are completely lifted.
"I didn't dare to ask..." Connor was cowardly, pouring tea and rubbing his back for his father who had endured too much, "But whether it's half a year or three and a half years, I think I can do it." ..."
Kon, who was also swept out of Wayne Manor yesterday, drifted over from the side: "If Batman is talking about adulthood... Connor, how old are you now?"
The fingers that were still massaging Clark's body suddenly tightened, and Clark, who rarely felt pain, wailed all his life: "Connor!"
He turned around and saw the clone kid looking at him in a daze: "I..."
Clark silently rubbed his lumbar spine.
So, who is Bruce talking about coming of age?
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