【 General Anh My 】 Great Pursuit At The Next Door

"It's a serious matter. Anthony looked down at Clark from a high position.

"First of all, saying hello before leaving is very basic etiquette, and saying goodbye is really disrespectful to me. You wouldn't have run away like this without saying a word before, and now you can mess around with me as your boyfriend?"

Clark hung his head and apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, I now realize that what I did this morning was so rude."

Anthony: "Second, do you know how terrible it is for modern people to 'turn their heads'? It hasn't happened yet, and if you want to say that if you come with me at night, I'll be scared to death by this 'supernatural phenomenon'!" Clark:

"I'll definitely change it right away!" "

Third, if you leave so casually, if you are seen or photographed, it will cause a lot of trouble." If it's better, it's treated as a paranormal phenomenon — and it's not good at all — and then it's approached by a strip, and if it's serious, it's found to be Superman, and then the FBI comes to you. Clark

: "I'm not going to do it again next time!"

"Fourth... Well, there is no fourth at the moment. Clark

: "Alright, come down, what if this box topples?"

Anthony grabbed Clark's hand and jumped off the large wooden box that was knee-high for Clark. Clark kindly served him tea and water, but couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's that?"

Anthony: "I asked Martha about your birthday a few days ago, and it turned out that your birthday had just passed! You didn't even tell me!"

"So, this is my birthday present, let's take it apart!" No, guess what it is, no cheating

!" Clark: "It's so big, is it furniture?household

appliances?" Anthony had a question mark on his head: "No, who gave a birthday gift to home appliances?"

Clark said as a matter of course, "Jonathan! I remember one year he gave Martha the latest microwave.

Anthony: "I don't understand. Forget it, don't guess, you can dismantle it quickly.

He picked up the cappuccino that Clark had bought, and sat on the couch to watch Clark pound. Clark pulled out the toolbox, cut the outermost nylon rope with a sigh, and then pried the nail to open the wooden box, pulled out a circle of bubble wrap, and took out a wooden box.

Clark: "Is this a matryoshka doll?"

Anthony winked innocently: "Because things are more fragile, they are more tightly packed." Clark

continued to pry the nails, and two more layers of foam paper were pulled out of it, followed by a thick cardboard box. Use a knife to cut the tape and take out a large piece of bubble wrap. Finally, he saw a box of bells and whistles.

"Is it an antique?"

Clark sighed inwardly, looking at this stance, he was quite suspicious that Anthony had bought an IQ tax. But this can't be said, and it's what Anthony wants to be nice to him.

He opened the carton and found a lead box inside. Looking at the box in front of him, which was not much bigger than his palm, he couldn't help but complain: "If you call me to cheat, I can't cheat."

Anthony urged, "Open it up, open it quickly." With

a flick of the flick, the lid of the box opened. Before he could see what was silver inside, his eyes went black and he fell straight down.

Anthony: "Huh?"

He was about to put down the cup in his hand, but he thought about it and fell directly to the ground, then ran over and crouched on the ground to check on Clark. Clark's face was not good, but his breathing and heartbeat were normal, and he should have just fainted.

Anthony nudged his shoulder: "Clark, Clark?"

Clark didn't respond.

Anthony grabbed Clark under the armpit, dragged him to the couch and put him away, and then talked to Martha on the phone.

"Martha, Clark suddenly fainted... I didn't know, I just bought him an amulet as a birthday present, and he fainted when he opened it... Did he do this before?"

and finally, Martha and Jonathan didn't know what was going on. Anthony went back to pinch him and found another piece of ice to put in his face, but Clark didn't react.

Finally, Anthony dialed Foran's number.

He fainted.

"Isn't this normal? I told you, normal people will faint when they come into contact, depending on how long their physique is dizzy, the average adult male will faint for two hours, and you will not faint."

Anthony found a blanket to put over Clark, disposed of the coffee and broken cups on the floor, cleaned up the pile of packaging waste in the corner, and then sat down in front of the computer to plan for spring break.

During spring break, I had to go to the community's stray dog shelter to adopt a dog, go to Clark to do pottery, go to the Lonely Fortress to make solar lamps, and modify Clark, no, Superman's uniform, at least have a pocket...

This is on the surface, but also personally: complaining about the "Happy House" because Rosie didn't receive her gifts, discussing with Forren what Clark belongs to the mysterious side, waiting for the scarecrow to give him money, checking Les Lex again and calculating what information to negotiate with him in exchange...

Two hours on, Anthony crouched beside Clark and stared at death. Clark didn't move.

Anthony found a new article, a fan of The Lord of the Rings, and he read it with great interest.

Three hours later, Anthony went to the kitchen to get a knife, gestured at Clark, chose his finger, and slashed with the force of chopping vegetables, and the kitchen knife broke.

Anthony gave up, threw the kitchen knife in the trash, and went back to continue reading the novel.

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It's been a long time since Clark has been fully immersed in sleep like this - if that's sleep at all.

Clark, Superman, to be exact, is basking in the sky. Today may have been an idle day, as he rolled recklessly on the clouds, except to avoid a civilian plane.

I feel like this mentality is very similar to when I was a child...

He felt the warmth of the sun and squinted his eyes in comfort. Suddenly, my eyes gradually turned red. He opened his eyes in confusion and saw that the sun was gradually turning red.

He remembered Joe Eyre saying that the Red Sun would make him lose his superpowers. He couldn't help but feel a little frightened, and his body was indeed losing its buoyancy and began to fall down.

His eyes widened in horror, and almost instantly, he was very close to the ground. He didn't have time to think about where Newton's coffin board had gone, but he saw that he had landed in a residential building, and a person on the roof of the building was talking on the phone and looking up.

This second was suddenly very long, and he obviously had no superpowers, and he actually heard the man's voice: "Martha..."

He was suddenly not afraid of death, what he was afraid of was that if he fell like this, he would crush the person below to death. So he began to struggle desperately, trying to get himself to fall into the open space next to the residential building.

He succeeded, and as he passed the roof, he called out the man's name as best he could:

"Anthony—" Clark opened his eyes suddenly, saw the yellow patch in front of him, and thought for a second before remembering that it was the floor lamp next to the sofa in Anthony's

house.

He moved a little and found himself sweating all over. Turning his head slightly, he saw Anthony crouching beside him, teary eyes.

Clark was startled, sat up, and held Anthony's face: "What's wrong? I'm fine, don't cry..." Anthony

slapped him, and when he saw that he was okay, he got up and left, and said with a crying voice: "I declare that the little kite in Kansas is no longer my favorite author!

Huh?"

Clark wanted to turn on his computer and complain to the netizens on the forum. Fainted, had a nightmare, woke up with no strength in his body, and was suddenly announced by his boyfriend to be de-powdered!Clark

sat up, took a deep breath, felt the control of his body return to his hands, and began to review what he had done to make Anthony take off his powder. Is it because he fainted after looking at

the gift given by Anthony? That's right

, the gift! Clark reached for the small box on the table, and was scolded by Anthony: "Don't touch

it!" He shook it, Anthony wiped away his tears and walked over: "Who knows what evil things are on it!"

Clark was moved, Anthony still cares about him!

"We'll check this thing tomorrow." But, Anthony, what's going on? I mean, the sour radish sandwich?" "It can't be a hallucination caused by food poisoning, right?" Anthony

pulled another piece of paper: "Woo woo... My Thrandil..."

Clark: "... So, I was poached by a film and television character?".