My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

He instinctively got up, but the moment he stood up, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

correct.

Twelve hours passed, and all the super-powered states on his body disappeared; the super-body mode was gone.

The steel body appeared weaker than ever before.

"It's today."

hope Nian seemed to sense something and muttered to himself. He glanced at the phone on the bedside table, but instead of picking it up or turning it on, he changed his clothes and left the room.

The living room outside.

Thick black smoke was billowing from the kitchen, and a petite figure was moving around inside.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Xinian asked curiously.

Upon hearing his voice, another burst of noise erupted from the kitchen.

Then, the green-haired girl, her face streaked with smoke, walked out with a plate: "Make breakfast."

"Boss, are you sure this is for breakfast?"

hope Nian's lips twitched slightly as he looked at the charred sausage and bread.

Lorna changed her mind and said, "This is what I wanted to eat. I'll go out and buy you something else."

hope Nian shook his head and took the plate directly from Lorna's hand: "Boss, I'm hungry, give me a bite."

"Don't……"

Before Lorna could finish speaking, she saw the boy, looking ravenously hungry, stuff the bread into his mouth and swallow it with milk.

"It tastes really good, almost as good as Wanda's. Boss, you have quite a talent for cooking!" Xinian praised reluctantly.

"Damn it, this is so fake." Lorna gritted her teeth and turned her face away, but her eyes reddened.

Xinian glanced at his aunt's room, knowing she hadn't returned yet, and said softly, "Big brother, I'm going somewhere next. Wait for me at home."

Lorna suppressed something and lowered her head to reply, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

call!

At this time.

The little orange cat and the red cloak approached the boy.

"You all...stay here and guard the house until I return."

hope Nian's face was unusually pale, but his tone was very resolute.

……

This time, he didn't bring any people, props, or even a cell phone.

Xinian went out dressed in ordinary casual clothes and carrying an umbrella.

I walked out of the community gate.

hope Nian's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his face was pale and bloodless. He barely managed to support himself with the sky-blue umbrella as a cane and continued to walk outside.

"Thank goodness, we were almost exposed."

hope Nian smiled, coughed a few times, and slowly walked out onto the street.

At home.

Lorna sat on the sofa, hugging the little emperor tightly, tears streaming uncontrollably from the girl's eyes.

She really regretted it!

I've never felt such regret before!

I shouldn't have boarded the ship that day! If I hadn't boarded, none of this would have happened, right?

On the balcony.

The starfish inside the glass jar had a single, sorrowful eye as it watched the boy disappear into the crowd on the street outside.

On the advertising screen of the commercial building across the street, media professionals are describing the present as the era of superheroes.

"How could you possibly understand that an era is about to decline..."

Guan Luo's spirit, unwilling to accept defeat, cried out:

"Superheroes? This era is called Xinian!"

Chapter 308, End of Volume, Proposal, The Final Chapter of the Youth

On the bustling streets of Washington, D.C.

The surrounding buildings resemble a giant steel forest, with screens and LED billboards of all sizes flashing brightly.

The red light at the intersection came on, and vehicles sped back and forth on the highway.

At the pedestrian crossing, a diverse group of office workers and students stopped, most of them engrossed in their phones. Suddenly, something cold fell from above onto those waiting to cross.

A little girl stretched out her fair and tender palm, watching the tiny white cotton fluff fall onto her hand and melt a little.

"It's snowing...?"

"What kind of weather is this? It's almost summer, and it's snowing..."

Pedestrians on the road stopped in their tracks, looked up at the sky, and uttered words of surprise and uncertainty.

sky.

A light gray cloud obscured the sun, and snowflakes drifted down from the ten-thousand-meter-high dome of the sky.

call.

The black-haired boy, also waiting for the green light at the pedestrian crossing, breathed out and opened his umbrella, the sky-blue umbrella resembling a corner of a sunny day.

Snapped.

Near the boy's left, another person opened their umbrella, but this person's umbrella was pure black, like a corner of the night sky.

The black-haired boy glanced to the side instinctively. There was a gothic woman wearing a black suspender top, with two perfectly proportioned, beautiful curves drawn across her chest, revealing her intact collarbones and pale arms. She wore a matching pair of brand-new black jeans.

Her shoulder-length black, tousled hair looked neat and stylish, her lips painted with dark lipstick were mysterious and attractive, the black eyeliner at the corner of her right eye curved into a musical note, and she wore a silver cross on her chest.

She is undoubtedly a beauty in appearance, but her temperament is even more outstanding.

Elegant yet casual, mysterious yet approachable, silent yet lively.

This is a...

A very beautiful and charming adult woman.

The boy thought for a long time, but still couldn't find a good adjective.

As if sensing the boy's gaze.

The gothic woman, also holding a small black parasol, glanced at him and gave him a nonchalant smile.

It's a bit cold, yet it gives people a strange sense of warmth.

"Little brother. Where are you going this morning instead of going to school?"

"I asked," the Gothic woman asked, her voice calm and pleasant.

hope Nian didn't expect the other person to take the initiative to talk to him. He suppressed his cough and smiled happily on his handsome but pale face: "I'm going to a place to wait for someone."

“That person must be very important,” the gothic woman said, gazing ahead.

“Yes, it’s more important than my life.” hope Nian nodded solemnly.

"What if you can't wait for her?" The gothic woman glanced at Xinian, her beautiful eyes deep and mysterious.

"She will definitely come."

hope Nian's confidence in that person far exceeded his own self-confidence.

The gothic woman thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "That's true."

Ahead, the pedestrian light has turned from red to green.

People hurried along in the snow.

Xinian and the gothic woman walked slowly, strolling side by side across the road, crossing just before the green light turned green.

"Sister, where are you going?" Xinian asked curiously.

“I have nothing to do, so I’m just taking a walk.” The gothic woman shrugged. “Perfect, I’ll come with you to where you’re waiting.”

"Then, could you help me up?" hope Nian asked.

"..."

The gothic woman paused for a moment, looked at the boy beside her, and finally let out a soft sigh, as if to say, "Come on."

She extended her right hand, which was equally pale, like a work of art.

hope Nian grasped it without hesitation; it was icy cold to the touch, yet somewhat warm, and his steps became unsteady.

The gothic woman helped the dark-haired boy as they continued walking through the snow-covered streets.

……

Cross two streets and three roads until you reach a riverside park.

The journey was short, but it took a long time.

"Right here."

Upon arriving at the park entrance, the gothic woman patiently helped the boy stand up, humming a tune softly, "You wait for someone, I won't go in with you, so as not to be a third wheel."

"Thank you."

hope Nian released the other woman's hand, took a step forward, and suddenly turned back to ask her, "Sister, are you the Grim Reaper?"

"Death? I'm not." The gothic woman waved her hand casually.

"Really? I was thinking that it would be great if the Grim Reaper was really such a beautiful and kind older sister."

hope Nian smiled, turned around with his umbrella, and walked into the park alone.