sinovels Chapter 310
Chapter 310
No matter how comfortable the conditions, to be imprisoned is to be imprisoned.
This fact will not change in any way because of the superior treatment of prisoners.
Although Lex admits that he has a good life in this place, he can never really enjoy this life.
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Superman takes good care of him.
No matter how easily overlooked details, Superman can be thoughtful, and even at certain times, Superman is as considerate and gentle as a lover, never ignoring his every slightest spasm and tremor.
This sensitivity, thoughtfulness, and consequent virtuosity, frankly, has been a constant source of trouble for Lex.
Judging Superman's attitude is a huge problem, not only because of Superman's unusual behavior, but also because when Superman behaves normally, he is always too calm and silent.
He could even spend more than 36 hours in the same room with Lex without taking the initiative to say a word to Lex.
If Lex didn't take the initiative to speak, the Jackdaw - of course Lex already knew where his prison was located - would be so silent as if there was no one there, except for an occasional whispering whine from the wind.
But away from the hustle and bustle of the world, away from the jobs and vulgar idiots that bothered him so much, the geographical location isolated from the world and the absolutely quiet environment also gave Lex enough time to think quietly.
Let him think about many things.
Like the relationship between him and Superman.
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They are enemies first, there is no doubt about that.
As Lex sat at the dinner table waiting for Superman to bring him the food to feed him, as he had done every day for the past few months, the thought was still deeply rooted in his mind, like the sun every day. Both rise from the east and set in the west.
Then Superman came, stepping lightly and gracefully as if his toes didn't even touch the ground.
"Actually," Lex said slowly in absolute silence, "according to my research, the control you need to walk like a human is not the same as the control you need to float in the air. The former is like doing laser surgery with a fruit knife, and the latter is like looking at the surface of the moon with a telescope-what makes you abandon the simpler and more convenient way, and insist on using something that makes you look more human One, even if you and I know your true identity very well?"
"Get used to it," said Superman.
It was still so concise and powerful, as if saying one more word to Lex could drain him of all his strength.
He came over, put the dinner plate in front of Lex, put one hand on the back of Lex's chair, bent down, and gave Lex an extremely deep kiss.
Then he said, "I love you."
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I love you.
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Lex has 1000 million reasons he can use to convince his audience that every word of Super's mouth is a lie.
But he could never convince himself.
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"Oh?" Lex sneered. "You call what you've been doing all this time 'love'? What's the difference? If you're glorifying this as 'love,' I'd say I fully believe you'd have that logic—the alien bandit logic."
Superman looked at him calmly, and Lex raised his head and looked at him unwillingly to be outdone.
"I've never done anything coercive, especially against you," said Superman. "It would be unfair to place the blame solely on me."
He raised his hand and pushed the plate full of hot food towards Lex's face.
"Eat," he said softly, "I know you still have a lot of work to do."
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Damn it.
Lex began to hate himself for choosing to stay here.
He knew that it was impossible for Superman to be ignorant of the little tricks he did, and the reason why he kept letting himself go was probably to make him an accomplice in this kidnapping.
It is morally shameful to admit it.
but……
Fuck morality.
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In the dead of night, Superman came back, with a calm expression and calm movements, as if he had just gone out and sat quietly for a few minutes.
Only his superhuman physical strength can sustain him throughout the day.
And the intimacy that bothers Lex so much.
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"I noticed that you are going to bed later and later. This is not a good sign." With fingers moving, Superman looked down at Lex's bewildered face, with a gentle tone, "Why?"
Lex, who knew that his voice would leak if he spoke, refused to answer the question.
In the intense and continuous pleasure, he lost the boundary and distance between himself and the other party——
He felt the fusion of the molecules of Superman with the molecules of which he was composed, not knowing where it all began and where it ended;
He felt that he was becoming huge and stretched, like a soft gel filled with gas, and the faint sense of pleasure and comfort controlled his mind;
He felt swelling and contraction, numbness and itching, he didn't feel pain but at this moment he would rather have pain...
He was terrified and wanted more.
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When he woke up, Superman was lying beside him, thick eyelashes covered his eyelids, and his lips were slightly curled up, as if he had a good dream full of innocent plots.
The view was so perfect it almost made Lex sad.
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He felt no fear.
He wants more.
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It didn't take too long for Lex to leave the Jackdaw. Lex was sure that Superman was silently watching his every move somewhere in the world, but for some reason, the other party chose to keep silent.
"You're back, boss." Mossy followed him step by step, not saying a word about where Lex went or what happened during this time, "This is the financial statement you said you wanted to see earlier , and a gift from Mr. Al."
"Kal-El." Lex whispered.
He smiled, and his expression was so cold that even Mercy couldn't help taking a step back.
"No Kal-El," he said, "only Superman."
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They are enemies first.
Just enemies, from start to finish.