Chapter 428 Riven: I only feel sad once a day

"Spring. Spring is really here."

After a while, Louise murmured in a low voice.

She looked up at the front of the car. The road was still frozen hard. The winter cold enveloped the place and showed no signs of dissipating.

Only the place where Mark and Emma were was covered by the green spring.

If it had been in the past, Louise would have taken a photo of this incredible natural phenomenon as soon as possible.

She had no doubt that if she really did that, she would definitely find a piece of big news that would cause a sensation.

But Louise didn't act, she just stared blankly at the two cheering children.

Neither she nor Chloe spoke, they just looked at the child quietly, immersed in the happiness of spring.

"That girl. She has leukemia, but death will not take her away."

A few minutes later, Louise looked at the laughing Emma and whispered: "Because someone planted a spring for her in the cold winter."

Her eyes were slightly red and she looked away.

"Is it magic?"

Chloe didn't know why the miracle in front of her happened. She thought it might be the effect of magic.

When Lana encountered the witch possession incident, she knew that there was indeed magic in this world that could make the impossible possible.

"No, maybe. It's just a miracle."

Louise said to her cousin in a low tone: "It's just because we have grown up that we cannot see or imagine that such a miracle will happen."

"I too had hoped for such a miracle."

Hearing Louise's words, Chloe looked at her cousin in surprise and asked, "When?"

"A long time ago, I had a friend. I remember her always sitting in front of a storefront with broken windows, overgrown weeds, and gritty concrete. I called her 'Tangtang.'"

"She sat behind a pile of cinder blocks, sipping from a Diet Coke bottle through a crooked straw, but then she got brain cancer."

Louise's voice was not as fiery as before, but unusually calm.

"I went to the hospital to see her. She shaved her head and put on her hat shyly under everyone's gaze. But when winter turned to spring, she never came back. Her years were frozen at the age of ten, frozen in that Cold winter."

Chloe's mood dropped as she listened to her cousin's story.

"You never told me any of this, Louise."

"Because in the eyes of people who know me, I have always been a rebellious and arrogant person. I smoke, drink, and am addicted to chewing gum. I must not be able to hide anything in my heart, nor will I feel any pain."

Louise looked quietly out of the car window at the scenery surrounded by the coldness of winter, "My father is a general. He is tenacious, upright and stubborn. He may be a good person, but I rarely feel that from him. Regarding my love, he said he didn’t want to see a daughter who would cry and be sad about the past or the things that were lost.”

"Then he went a little too far."

Chloe confided to her: "We are all normal human beings, so we are always sad about the past and the people who have passed away."

Looking down at her watch, Chloe started the car and said to Louise: "We have to go, we have an interview in the afternoon."

Louise nodded.

As the car slowly moved forward, her somewhat depressed mood gradually improved.

When the car was about to leave the street, Louise looked back and saw a somewhat familiar figure walking into the spring surrounded by greenery and laughter.

Is that Peter Padraic?

Seeing that the familiar figure was Peter, Louise opened her mouth in surprise.

After sending Emma home, Peter went home with Mark.

"Thanks, Dad."

Mark walked for a while and suddenly stopped to thank him.

"Why are you thanking me, Mark?"

Peter stopped and turned to his younger son and asked.

"Because you helped Emma. Without your help, Emma would not have the money for medical treatment. Maybe she would really leave us. Thank you for sending Emma to Gotham for medical treatment, Dad."

Mark looked Peter in the eyes and thanked him.

He was both happy and touched by his father's actions.

"And, Dad, thank you for giving Emma a spring."

Mark now walked out of the laughter with Emma, ​​and soon thought that the spring that was suddenly born in the cold winter was created by his father's magic.

"I know, Dad, you have been paying attention to Emma, ​​and you also know and feel Emma's pain."

Mark had the urge to cry, but he still resisted it. He bit his lip and said to Peter: "Thank you for giving Emma the hope of spring and giving her the full head of blond hair that comes with spring."

"Sorry, Dad, I know I should be happy now, but I don't know why, I...I can't be happy."

Mark lowered his head and apologized to Peter.

He didn't know that his father had obviously helped Emma, ​​and Emma had also seen the spring and began to recover healthily in the spring, but he didn't know why he couldn't be happy.

Peter came over, squatted down, looked into Mark's eyes, and said softly to him: "Because you saw the helplessness of ordinary people, Mark."

He stretched out his hand and tightened the scarf around Mark's neck.

The spring around Mark and Emma just now was summoned from the dreams of mortals by him using Sandman's sandbags.

Although it is winter now, many people still dream about the warm spring and the blooming flowers in their sleep.

Peter said to Mark: "Because Emma has experienced misfortune, she has suffered, she is the epitome of ordinary people. Most of us are more familiar with failure. Winning is great, but ordinary people will only encounter one failure after another." ”

Mark listened to Peter's words and looked at his hands in confusion.

"For ordinary people, it is normal to face failure. Dad, I know this. In fact, I often wonder at night, why do I exist? Or what is the meaning of living."

Peter: "."

He looked at Mark in surprise.

He didn't expect that this kid would be like Clark who watched Nietzsche when he was a child.

Do you understand philosophy at such a young age?

"Hmm, what do you think? Mark."

"I don't know. Whenever I think like this, a voice always appears in my head: Stop making trouble! I hate such questions!"

Mark looked at the beautiful pink hat in his hand.

That was given to him by Emma.

"I'm actually not strong at all, dad. In the Marvel world, I became an adult and suddenly had powerful powers. But when I was fighting Thanos, my body was shaking all the time. I kept shaking when I was flying in the sky. Close your eyes."

Mark reveals his true feelings to Peter.

"When I learned that Emma was suffering from blood cancer, I was always scared. I would secretly hide in a place where no one was around and cry. When faced with failure, I would act cowardly and scared like ordinary people."

"Are you disappointed in me? Dad, because - compared to my brothers and sister Raven, I have never had as much power as them. I have encountered more failures. I will be disappointed because of Emma. I feel sick and in pain, and I don’t act like a man.”

Mark raised his eyes and looked at him with sad eyes.

"No, of course not."

Peter was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and said to him: "Boys do not have to conform to what others think of masculinity. Rather than pretending to be strong, it is better to be honest with yourself."

"Know that today is bad, then expect tomorrow to be better, accept the reality, and continue to be willing to believe that this is the attitude to life that Dad wants you to have."

Peter said as he reached out and touched Mark's hair.

"Fear of failure does not mean that you are not brave. You will be afraid when facing gangsters, Mark, but you will still dare to fight them for Ryan; when facing Thanos, you will tremble, but you will still rush forward bravely; when facing danger, Sick Emma, ​​although you are afraid of losing her, you have been trying your best to smile and not let Emma see your discomfort. "

"So, failure is not terrible, and fear of failure is normal, because this is the life of a normal person."

Listening to Peter's words, Mark's mood improved a lot.

He found that his father always understood his feelings.

"Thanks, Dad."

Mark thanked Peter again: "Thank you for being willing to accompany me and talk so much."

"You're welcome, so are you feeling better?"

Peter asked, patting his head.

"Yes, Dad."

night.

Padrick Farm.

McBee returned to Metropolis to work as a vigilante, and now Martian Manhunter and Persephone were in charge of cooking.

Peter was at Kent Farm at this time and had not returned yet.

In the living room, Raven kept staring at Mark, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong? Sister."

Mark put down the pancakes in his hands and asked Raven, who was staring at him.

"nothing?"

Raven turned to Martian Manhunter next to her and asked, "Mr. Jones, can you help me look into Mark's heart?"

She wants Martian Manhunter to help peek into Mark's mind.

"No, this is not in line with the ethics of the earth. Why do you want to see Mark's heart?"

Martian Manhunter asked confused.

"Because I found that Mark is very thoughtful."

Raven looked at Mark with an innocent expression, "He always asks dad to focus on him, especially recently."

An aggrieved Raven felt that Mark had been staying with her father recently, leaving her and her father with no time to get along.

"That's not a small thought, Raven. Maybe Mark has encountered a difficult situation in his life."

Martian Manhunter explained to Raven.

Raven looked confused: "Dilemma in life?"

Martian Manhunter glanced at Mark, "Life will always encounter setbacks, which sometimes make us frustrated and painful."

Raven thought for a moment and said, "Yes, life can be difficult sometimes, so I believe in a philosophy of life that my father taught me."

"What?"

“Only allow yourself to be sad once a day.”