Atop a high-rise apartment building.
A father wearing glasses sat by the balcony with his young daughter in his arms, holding a storybook and telling her all its wonderful stories.
"Daddy! Does Superman really exist in this world?!" the little girl asked curiously, sucking on her pacifier.
Her father shook his head with a wry smile. "Those things only exist in stories and movies, not in real life. Go to bed early once we finish the story, all right? You have schoolwork to do tomorrow."
The little girl sucked dejectedly on her pacifier. "He really doesn't? So everything in stories is fake?"
Her father stroked her head. Unable to bear seeing his little daughter disappointed, he chuckled and said:
"Well, not necessarily. Maybe we just can't see him. But if you study hard and behave yourself, you might look up one day and see Superman."
The little girl's eyes instantly lit up.
"Really? Then can I marry Superman?"
Her father said awkwardly, "Maybe... if you really do meet him..."
The little girl immediately looked up hopefully, gazing out at the night sky beyond the window.
And at that very instant.
A young man wearing a Top Hat and black leather clothes landed on the edge of their balcony. As he turned his face, the little girl's face was reflected in his pitch-black eyes.
The little girl's mouth fell open, and her pacifier dropped to the floor.
Lynn froze, then flicked the brim of his hat at her, showing off his handsome profile. He winked at her before instantly leaping away again.
The little girl stared blankly, her mouth hanging open.
After that handsome figure disappeared, she thrust out her soft little hand and pointed toward the balcony, exclaiming in shock:
"Daddy! Daddy!! Superman really exists!! Superman just landed on our