Ding Ding Ding!

As the bell rang for the end of class, Jack's day at the academy was finally over, but when he came to find Amber, he found him talking and laughing with a white boy.

"Hi man, do you know how I spent my day?"

He puffed out his nose like an angry cow.

That's what Jack's father, whom he had only met a few times, told him that making that look like that when he's angry, he can look intimidating.

"Brother, you're just in time!"

Amber turned her head to look at her, unconcerned about the anger on her friend's face, "This is my friend Clarke, who I just met today, well, this is Jack, the guy who lives on the same street as me.

He has a lot of phone numbers from girls in town, and he can call them out with a little money and a little cool stuff. ”

"Well, my father said..."

Clark couldn't stand the enthusiasm.

"Don't mention my father."

Jack saw Amber praising himself so much in front of others, and the little emotion that had just risen was instantly left behind, "We are almost adults, and we should make our own decisions." Clark: yes, bro, if you don't want to be a virgin when you graduate, get rid of those damn conservative thoughts. ”

"Uh, I'll take a look."

That's all Clark can say.

"Before we talk about girls, what we need to do now is how to solve those problems."

Amber said suddenly.

So the two turned their heads to look, and saw the blonde Pique walking over with a few younger brothers and two beautiful girls.

"Hey! Soft eggs! Have I allowed you to go home! ”

He first scolded Amber, then sneered at Clark, "And you freak, hahaha, you're going to have a Waster League party?" ”

"Damn Bichi!"

Jack couldn't help it, puffed out his two nostrils to the maximum, and then lowered his head, revealing the whites of his eyes, "You've messed with the wrong person!" ”

Bang!

Peake was tall, and Jack was of average stature, and he was punched in the nose, and his tears and snot flowed out of his eyes.

"Oh! Amber, how dare he hit me in the nose! Woooooo ”

This living treasure cried directly.

"Looks like we're going to get beaten."

Amber ignored the black buddy and said to Clark: "Wait and hide behind me, so you can take two fewer punches!" ”

"No, I'll fix it."

Clark thought of a lot at this moment, the teachings of old Kent, Martha's loving gaze, and the joy of just meeting a new friend, many emotions that made his mood extremely complicated.

"Okay, then you can solve it."

Amber smiled and hid behind him.

Clark took a deep breath and walked up to Peake, "Don't trouble me and my friends again!" ”

"Freak!"

Peake punched him in the face, and his hand hurt to death, but Clark didn't even move his head.

This made him feel reluctant, but in front of his subordinates and a few girls, it was not easy to show it directly.

Just in the midst of the dilemma, an angelic voice sounded.

"What are you doing, boys?"

Ms. Marshall walked out with the textbook in her arms.

Ordinary teachers don't care about this kind of thing, but she seems to be a little different.

"No, it's just a chat."

Peake took over the conversation, "You'd better be careful. ”

Clark didn't say a word, kept watching the other party go away, and then thanked Marshall: "Thank you..."

However, before the words were finished, the latter had already left, which made him a little disappointed.

"Haha, it seems that our virgin boy is not as popular as he thought."

Amber walked over with a grin, followed by Jack.

"That Bichi sneak attack, or I'll open his ass to flowers!"

He scolded and scolded, focusing on a loser who does not lose the battle.

"I think you need a girl to soothe me."

Amber took out a roll of dollars from the bag behind her, "This is the funding, remember, the number must not be less than six, let our Clark have a good time." ”

"Hahaha, leave it to me."

Jack's eyes lit up, "I promise to make you play until you don't want to go home!" ”

After saying that, he ran away directly.

"But..."

Clark wanted to say that he was going back, or the family would be worried.

"Don't be afraid brother, just make a phone call, your father will be proud."

Amber was like a devil, and no one had ever done that in the first decade or so of Clarke.

When others look at him, they are more jealous and disgusted.

"Amber, thank you for your kindness."

Clark pursed his lips and decided to spit out the truth, "But I really can't accept it, we're different, I'm..."

He didn't know what to say, so he picked up a stone from the ground, and pressed his fingers slightly, and by the time he spread it out, it had turned into a pile of powder.

"See? I'm a monster. ”

"Haha, is it just because of this?"

The expression on Amber's face didn't change in the slightest, "Clark, everyone is different, you're just more special, don't have such a heavy psychological burden." ”

He took off his glasses, and his whole temperament instantly became sharp, "Let's enjoy friendship." ”

"You..."

Clark was stunned.

When he made this decision, he was ready to lose his friend, but he didn't expect the result to be the opposite, Amber not only did not have the slightest intention of staying away, but became more enthusiastic.

"Let's go buy something before Jack calls the girl."

Amber put her hand on his shoulder.

"What to buy?"

Clark wondered.

"Of course it's wine, or what else can it be."

Amber said this, suddenly patting her head, "Damn, I forgot to tell Jack that you like the more mature kind of girls." ”

"Ahem, you don't have to be so mature. Just plump it up. ”

Clarke's face flushed.

Well, the righteous superhero finally dares to speak his mind.

Amber smiled fatherly.

……

……

Night.

Kent Farm basically goes to bed around 10 p.m., but today is different.

The lights in the living room are still on.

"Honey, didn't Clark already call and say that he had a party with his new friends."

Martha looked at Old Kent walking around and couldn't help but speak.

"I know, it's just... It's just that this kid is different. ”

Old Kent rubbed his forehead, "I'm worried he's going to go astray, that would be terrible." ”

"But he can't always be under our protection, can he? One day, Clark will have to face everything alone. ”

Martha was very rational at this time.

Old Kent wanted to refute, but he heard footsteps outside, so he hurriedly ran out.

"Clark!"

He watched his son stand outside the door with a flushed face, saying goodbye to the two dark shadows in the car.

"Father."

Clark hiccuped, "Amber didn't let me drink, and she didn't call the three girls to accompany me. ”

Old Kent: ......

Who is Amber?!!

The second watchman, the second watchman, there is something going on these days, and it will recover in a few days

(End of chapter)