Chapter 35 Accidental Encounter

Lakeside on the outskirts of the metropolis on weekends.

Carla regrets taking Jay's words because she's starting to think it's "meeting the parents" in the traditional sense.

She chose to appear as Kara Kent today because the image of Supergirl seems a little too out of place for a cookout. Mr. Reynolds' jaw nearly dropped to the ground when she showed up in a bright shirt and short skirt with her square glasses.

"You're... that assistant to Ms. Grant?" he asked in surprise.

"Well, my name is Kara Kent; please advise."

Mr. Reynolds shook her hand blankly, unable to recover from his surprise for a while. It's no wonder because as Ms. Grant's assistant, Carla gives everyone the impression of a bumbling, down-to-earth goofy girl, and it seems complicated to overlap her with Supergirl. At this time, he looked at Kara seriously again and found that the only thing that made her look silly was the pair of bulky glasses, and the team of glasses hidden under the thick lenses were clear and bright.

After looking at it for a long time, Mr. Reynolds commented: "You look like two people with her."

"That's right," Carla laughed. "Superman once told me I'd be surprised how effective a pair of glasses can be for disguise, and I didn't quite believe it then."

So they started chatting naturally, which was a good start. They're both a little reserved at first, the Reynolds because they've never seen a real superhero so close, and Kara...well, she doesn't know why she's nervous.

That phase passed quickly, though, and Jay was happy to see that the Reynolds and Cara seemed to be having a good time chatting. The Reynolds started asking questions about her as a supergirl, and they showed great interest in Superman and other superheroes' lives beyond being heroes. They were shocked to hear all kinds of little stories about Superman's upbringing.

When Carla said that Superman was born on a humble farm in Kansas, Mrs. Reynolds couldn't help but wonder, "Oh my God, is he a kid from a Kansas farm?"

"Smallville, that's the town's name," Carla added. "He invited me to his house."

The Reynolds looked even more surprised. They looked at each other, and Mr. Reynolds said, "My God, Jane, you and Superman are still from the same country!"

Mrs. Reynolds suddenly raised her eyebrows and seemed to be quite proud of the outstanding people in her hometown. Mr. Reynolds pondered for a moment, then said: "That sounds...reasonable, but I guess we never thought about it in that direction. The stereotype makes us all take it for granted that Superman should have fallen from the sky. to lp people, and when he doesn't help people, he floats behind a cloud in the sky, looking down at the world as a god. But he grew up on the earth, and he should have his own life... ."

Mrs. Reynolds suddenly thought of something and interrupted: "By the way, where are his parents? Are they still there?"

"Yeah." Carla nodded. "They've been living on the farm in Kansas. They're nice people. I visit them a lot when I'm on vacation...they're like the last of my family."

"Maybe we can go together next time," Jay interjected. "I'd love to meet them too."

"Certainly," Carla laughed. "They'll be glad to see you."

They set up the stove and began to prepare lunch. Mrs. Reynolds asked some more about the Kent farm, but it didn't take long for her interest to shift to Carla herself, which was the beginning of her disaster.

Mrs. Reynolds began to ask if she had talked about a boyfriend, and Carla said embarrassedly that she had, but it had been a while. She immediately asked about Kara's interests, and it felt like she was checking her hukou, whimakingr her uncomfortable.

Seeing that the situation didn't seem right, Jay interrupted in time, "Uh, I seem to have left some ingredients in the car. Do you mind going with me to get them?"

Carla seemed to have seen the savior and hurriedly said, "I'll go with you."

The two circled halfway along the lake to the parking lot. Jay lifted the back of the car and started rummaging. He found a missing tote bag from the corner of the trunk. Carla leaned in frustration and said, "You lied to me; I don't think I can trust you anymore."

Jay spread his hands innocently: "I don't have any. I said it was just Dad who wanted to meet the superhero who saved his life. This is the truth. I can't guarantee that Mom won't ask unnecessary questions."

Carla thought about it; it seemed like that was the case. Does that mean you misunderstood?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt as if she had been fooled and snorted in a temper: "Anyway, I'm angry; you have to make up for me."

"Okay, I lied; I'm wrong." Jay raised his hand very solemnly, "Then you want me to pay for it."

This time, Carla was stopped again. She just complained casually, but she didn't know what to do. She tilted her head, thought about it, and said, "I haven't thought about it for a while; you can wait until I think about it."

The eyes of the two inadvertently crossed each other, and suddenly they found that they had unconsciously gotten a little too close. Jay suddenly felt indescribable magic in her blue eyes, catching his eye firmly and unable to escape.

"Demon Museum"

In an instant, the green mountains and clear lakes that the two were in were all blurred in Jay's eyes, and together with the blue sky and white clouds, they faded to the edge of almost disappearing. There seemed to be only the beautiful woman in front of him in the whole world, and even the silly glasses that Cara put on her nose looked cute.

He didn't know what he was thinking at this moment, or he had likely stopped thinking. He allowed his super-brain into a temporary idling, letting his instincts drive him slowly and boldly toward Kara's delicate face. She opened those beautiful eyes, but she didn't even intend to avoid them. Jay felt his senses uncontrollably unleashed for a brief moment, and he could hear Carla's soft, rapid, heavy breathing and the gradual acceleration of her heartbeat in her chest as if it were beating. The beat of the blood vessels. Oh, and his heartbeat is also losing its balance out of control.

They were closer than ever before, and the two figures cast by the sun on the lawn had merged into one. Jay could smell the unique fragrance of the other person's breath and be unconsciously drawn to her emerald eyes.

But at the moment when it seemed like something was going to happen, a strange noise that didn't match the rhythm penetrated the layers of bushes and got into the keen ears of the two of them at the same time. They parted abruptly, seeing a hint of embarrassment in each other's eyes, and then tacitly turned their attention to the bush that made a strange noise.

The subsequent development was entirely out of the normal scope of a family picnic. They never expected that a woman would suddenly emerge from the rustling bushes by this peaceful lake. She wore clothes belonging to a worker in a particular company, with long black rubber shoes on her feet. She was staggering, her face was pale, and her eyes were between awake and unconscious as if she would fall at any time.

Getting out of this bush seemed to have used up all her remaining strength, she fell to her knees weakly, and the two of them hurriedly stepped forward to support her so that she would not fall.

Jay thought she looked familiar; maybe they'd met somewhere.

And Kara exclaimed in disbelief, "Louise!?"

Jay instantly remembered where he had seen this woman—a picture framed on the wall of the Daily Planet. She is Lois Lane, the legendary female reporter for the Daily Planet.

She is the heroine of the Superman story.