Chapter 137 Another A-Zu who longs for love but does not get it in return

"John, you...why are you here?"

Late at night, Clark looked at Azu standing in front of him and asked in surprise.

"Don't talk. It would be terrible if dad or Star-Lord find out."

Azu made a gesture of silence to Clark.

"Get up, Clark, I'll take you somewhere."

"I don't quite understand.", Clark whispered, getting off the bed, "Where are we going?"

"Just follow me."

Azu handed the clothes to Clark, "Hurry up, we must be back before dawn."

Although Clark felt strange in his heart, he finally obeyed Azu's words and quickly put on his clothes.

With a ripple in the curtains, the two jumped out of the window and left the farm in an instant.

Standing in the gloomy night, Clark curiously asked Azu: "Where are we going?"

"A place that's a little far away."

Azu said and took out the golden key in his hand.

Clark looked at the key in surprise. He didn't know that Azu had a key in his hand that he had never seen before.

"What's this?"

"A key opens a room where you can peek into anything you want to see."

Azu took a deep breath and said to Clark: "That is the secret room that has existed since the birth of time. It contains countless secrets and is also a place full of magic and magic."

"Why do you have the key there? John."

Clark asked him doubtfully.

"This is the key that Zatanna gave to Dad. I can borrow it for use."

"You stole the godfather's key?!"

Clark asked him with wide eyes. He didn't expect the other party to be so bold.

"No, of course it's not stealing. I'm just borrowing. Between dad and me, I mean we don't need to describe it as stealing."

Azu swore that he only borrowed it temporarily.

Although Azu said this, Clark insisted that he return the key, "I think the godfather will be angry if he finds out. We'd better return the key."

"are you sure?"

Azu put away the key, "This secret room can help you, Clark. It can help you see the secrets you want to see."

"Aren't you curious about your life experience? Dad is not your biological father. Mr. Jonathan and the others are just your adoptive parents. Don't you want to know where you come from?"

Facing Azu's question, Clark hesitated.

"Don't worry. If I'm found out, I will explain it to Dad. If Dad wants to punish me, he will only punish me."

Azu patted Clark on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Okay."

Clark was finally convinced by Azu.

Although he knew it was wrong to do so, he became very curious about the secret house Azu told him about.

Half an hour later.

Azu and Clark stand in front of Zatanna's residence.

"Okay, this is Zatanna's house, we have to hurry up."

Azu motioned to Clark to move faster.

Exhaling a breath, Clark looked at his surroundings.

Surrounded by box-like suburban houses, with white curbs, bird ponds, energy-saving lamps, lush lilacs beside the mailbox, graffiti on the walls, and bright white rain gutters.

"The houses here all look the same. I almost got lost when I first came here."

Azu complained as he led Clark into the room and skillfully used the key to open the workshop.

As the secret room is activated, the entire room comes alive.

Walls twist and deform, stairs lead to different areas, and interior decoration is transformed onto the ceiling.

Seeing the room becoming magical as if it had been enchanted, Clark stood there dumbfounded.

"This is this?!"

Clark's shocked words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak.

"According to what Dad and Zatanna said, the secret room was awakened and took off its disguise. However, because we hold the key, we will not be regarded as intruders by him, otherwise we may be trapped here forever. Can never get out."

Azu explained to Clark: "This is the magic of magic, so - don't be surprised."

It took Clark a few seconds to react. He swallowed and asked Azu, "What should we do next?"

"Go to a room, and with any luck, you might see what you want to see."

Clark asked anxiously: "What if you are unlucky?"

"If you are unlucky, you may encounter some monsters, but I believe that with your strength, you will definitely not be eaten by monsters."

Azu shrugged his shoulders and said.

Last time he sneaked in, opened a door and encountered a tentacle monster.

The monster with big eyeballs and tentacles rolled towards him with countless tentacles.

Fortunately, he ran fast and was not dragged away by the tentacle monster.

"I wish you good luck. We'll meet here later."

After speaking to Clark, Azu walked towards a door alone.

"Aren't we together?"

Clark was dumbfounded when he saw Azu leaving.

"No, I'm not in the habit of sharing secrets with others."

Azu waved his hand towards him without looking back.

Seeing Azu leave, although Clark felt a little uneasy, he could only helplessly try to move forward alone.

"Squeak!"

Azu held his breath nervously and looked into the room.

It was still dark, and the room was so empty and quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.

"Crack!"

The sound of the clapperboard resounded in the space, and then the room began to become brighter.

"Okay?"

"Yes."

"Is it ready to shoot?"

"Yes, it has already started."

After hearing the director say that it had begun, Azu's stern expression in the mirror world immediately changed to one of spring breeze.

He was showing off his house to a camera crew.

To Azu's surprise, the room introduced by the adult version of Azu was exactly the same as his own farm.

"This home was built by my grandfather, who was a lifelong farmer and a great man."

While walking forward, the motherland introduced.

He walked to the sofa, pointed at the TV opposite and said: "Every night, my father and I would sit in front of the TV and watch TV. I remember it was a werewolf-themed TV series. Sorry, I forgot the specific name. ”

"These. And these"

Then he pointed to the bookshelf next to him and said: "These are my favorite books when I was a child, The Story of the Monkey's Paw, The Mermaid."

Touching the spine of the book with his fingers, he said with a complicated expression: "My father would tell me about it before I fell asleep. It was a wonderful memory."

With a smile on his lips, he walked to a photo frame.

In the frame was "Peter" posing with him.

The two people wore baseball caps and held up baseball gloves for a photo, looking happy.

"This is me, my dad took this picture of me when I hit my first home run."

"I love you, Daddy!"

As he spoke, the native looked at the photo frame and kissed his finger.

Azu looked at his other self in the mirror world and was completely shocked.

The other party actually copied his childhood life completely, and told it to the camera without blushing.

Is this guy so shameless? !

"Although he left me, I will always miss him."

The people of the motherland in the mirror world made a sad expression in memory of their father.

"etc!"

When Azu saw this, he roared angrily and wanted to shoot the laser eyes directly through his head.

Not only did this guy commit fraud, but he also cursed his own father to death? !

Azu from the mirror world continued to show his room to reporters, "Next is the Baseball Hall of Honor, where many of my honors are held."

The native took the reporter to a showroom full of trophies and certificates, "This is my secret house, I rarely show these to people."

"Watch this."

He took out a group photo and said, "This is a group photo of me and the Tigers. It's not the real Tigers, it's a temporary team in which I played the shortstop position. Of course, there are many more here, and I can't possibly cover them all." Introducing to you.”

He took a deep breath, the expression on his face was extremely complicated, "This feels good, I mean the feeling of being here again."

When he said this, his expression paused and he glanced at the bed.

His expression was a little strange, and the corners of his mouth trembled, but he still suppressed his emotions.

Although his reason told him that it was shooting time and he needed to control himself.

But in the end, he couldn't help but smashed the photo frame to the ground angrily with a "bang", pointed hard at the white blanket on the bed, and asked with a ferocious expression: "Who the hell put the blanket here?!"

Seeing the anger of the motherland, the director quickly came over and explained: "Sorry, sorry, motherland, I want to make this place have a family atmosphere, so I put the towel here."

"Take it away! Falk!"

The motherland man, who was a little out of control emotionally, said fiercely to the director: "I said, everything will be shot according to the process I told you. Are you a fool?"

The natives, whose defenses were broken by the blanket, cursed at the film crew.

Azu in the secret room frowned slightly as he looked at the broken-guard motherland in the mirror.

He often dreams about Azu in the mirror world and knows that the white blanket is his nightmare.

In the monotonous, narrow, colorless room, the only thing that accompanied the people of the motherland in their childhood was that blanket.

Taking a deep breath, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a white blanket when he was a child.

It's just that the other person's blanket represents painful memories.

And your own blanket represents warmth and beautiful memories.

Looking at the world in the mirror, a man secretly hid behind the trash can, dug out a blanket, and then stared at the fascinated people of the motherland.

The hatred towards the other party in Azu's heart suddenly faded away.

Maybe the other person is just another self who has been longing for love but can't get anything.