[Zhongyingmei] I want to dye my hair

After blowing her hair, little Angie was thrown on the bed by Bruce holding her collar with her long, light-colored hair that was still slightly warm.

"Sleep." The new baby daddy Bruce said.

"..." Little Anqi opened her light-colored eyes and blinked silently, obviously not feeling sleepy.

——People just watch you quietly.

"..." Being stared at by the little girl for a moment, Bruce felt uncomfortable for the first time.

Perhaps, it was because the pair of light-colored eyes in front of him were too clear, so clear that people couldn't look at them for a long time.

"Cough... go to sleep." Bruce coughed weakly with his fist against his lips, and then tucked the quilt for the little girl in a very unfamiliar way.

"Hmm..." The little girl puffed her cheeks, not intending to close her eyes and go to sleep at all.

—keep looking at you.

"...It's bedtime now. It's past ten o'clock." Bruce pointed to the watch on Angie's wrist.

"...?" The little girl tilted her head and blinked innocently.

——so what?

"Don't act like you don't understand, kiddo." Bruce frowned.His handsome face was quite majestic when he frowned.

But our little Angel is not afraid at all.Instead, he stretched out his short hand with the palm facing up, as if he was asking for something.

"Milk." Little Angie said.

Ah Fu would make An Qi drink a glass of warm milk before going to bed every day.Say yes to help her grow up faster, and reward her with fairy tales when she runs out of milk.

—So she was waiting for this?

Bruce snickered, thinking of Ah Fu.I feel that this little girl is surprisingly obedient.Well, listen to Ah Fu.

"You don't need to drink milk today. You won't have milk until you finish the inspection yesterday and determine the problem."

The little girl has had diarrhea all afternoon, so it is not suitable for her to drink milk now.Lactose in milk is not easy to absorb, and it may increase the disease.

But how could Angie understand this?

All she knew was that there was no milk to drink today.

"No milk?" The corner of the little girl's mouth dropped significantly, "Then, what about the little story?"

"What little story?" Bruce asked inexplicably.Then I remembered the bedtime story Ah Fu said to the little girl before leaving.

It took only a blink of an eye to think of this, but when Bruce went to see Angie again, the little girl's mouth was already pouted, ready to hang an oil bottle.She stared at herself dissatisfied with a pair of light-colored eyes, and the words "Baby is upset" were written all over her face.

"Fine!" Bruce raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "What do you want to hear?"

Hearing what Bruce said, the little girl stopped staring at him.Lingqi's eyes were bent into small crescents.

"Ah Fu said yesterday, tell me "Snow White" tonight."

"OK...Snow White."

Bruce, who had saidgoodbye to him in his childhood, had a general impression of fairy tales like "Snow White".For example, the protagonist Snow White, her villainous stepmother queen and seven dwarfs.

Therefore, Bruce's story is also very concise: "Once upon a time, there was a girl named Snow White. Her stepmother killed her. With the help of the seven dwarfs and the prince, Snow White came back to life."

Keep the content simple, to the point, and (not at all) graphic and engaging.

Angie: "...⊙ω⊙?"

"No more?" The little girl's eyes widened, as if she didn't believe it.In addition to shock, there was still anticipation in those eyes.

"Oh, in the end, they lived a happy life." Bruce added indifferently.

Anyway, almost every fairy tale ends with this sentence.

Angie: "..."

"OK, the story is over. Go to sleep."

"Woo..." The little girl held her mouth, and her wide-open light-colored eyes began to cry again.Obviously not at all happy with Bruce's short bedtime story.

"Why are you crying again..." Bruce was helpless and powerless.This little crying bag is so good at torturing people, tears come when you say it.

"Oh... your story is not good, and it's not the same as Ah Fu's. I want Ah Fu..."

"Ah Fu won't be back until tomorrow at the earliest." Bruce sighed.Seriously, he wanted Ah Fu too.

"Wow! I don't care, I want Ah Fu! I want Ah Fu!" The little girl covered her eyes with a pair of small fists, and began to be unreasonable.

It's true that people are dead compared to others, and goods are thrown away when compared with goods.Although lingering in the flowers and having a dewy marriage, in a sense, Bruce, who has been single for more than [-] years, has more life experience than Ah Fu, and even brought little Bruce to the current Bruce baby. Compared, there is no way to compare.

After this day, Bruce clearly realized that adult females and female cubs are completely different. Adult women (with whom Bruce has dated) can be soothed with some luxury when they are crying. For Bruce, the richest man in Gotham, it is not worth mentioning.But what about the female cub in front of me?

—she wants someone!

Want Ah Fu!

——The most important thing is that it's TM unreasonable!

However, Bruce didn't know that.The reason why cubs are cubs, and they can be coaxed after being unreasonable is because they have a keen intuition that is exclusive to cubs.Especially An Qi, a little cub, has a terrible perception of good and evil in people.

Not to mention the past few days, anyway, Bruce has never been really angry with her after being alone all day today.In addition to being speechless and helpless, it is helpless and speechless.Maybe there is still a little guilty conscience inside?

Anyway, if An Qi faced the clown, she wouldn't cry like this.Because Ugly Dad's thinking logic is different from ordinary people, let alone crying, even if he is throwing and rolling, he will not seem to be able to coax.He even watched with great interest, and let out a sinister laugh from time to time.Of course, this is when the mood is good.If you're in a bad mood, it wouldn't be a surprise if you crashed with a single shot.

And what about Bruce?

Compared with the clown, he is simply too easy to talk.

"OK, OK, OK!" Bruce raised his hands above his head in a gesture of surrender.God knows how many times he has done this overtly and secretly today.

"Ah Fu can't come back tonight, you can change your request. I can do it."

"Then...then I want to eat cookies." The little girl choked up twice, thinking of this request.

"No cookies." Bruce was still principled.

"Woo..." The little mouth curled up, and it looked like it was about to cry again.

"Hey! You can't be so unreasonable. We already talked about the cookie problem during dinner. You will have it when you get home tomorrow, remember?"

"It's deal! You promised, you have to keep your promise."

—What the hell is a promise?

Little Angie didn't care.

With the clown father, betrayal, tearing up the contract and so on, it is almost as normal as eating and drinking.

but……

Ah Fu said that he should be a good boy who is polite and honest.

"..."

—Who should I listen to?

Little Anqi struggled for a while, and decided to choose a method that she thought was very good.

—— Listen to half of it.

Angie is such an obedient (?) good boy!

Little Angie struggled to accept what Bruce said.Of course, if what Bruce said next was not to her satisfaction, there would probably be trouble again.

Fortunately, Angie was still interested in what Bruce said.

"How about I tell you about "Snow White" again?" Seeing that An Qi frowned, looking a little dissatisfied, she quickly added: "I'll tell you in detail this time."

"Like Ah Fu?"

"Yes, just like Ah Fu." Bruce reassured.

"Then, that's fine." The little girl tugged at the corner of the quilt and nodded, reluctantly agreeing.

"OK, let me look for it later." Bruce took out his phone and searched for the text version of "Snow White" online.

"Once upon a time, there was a princess whose skin was as white as snow, her lips were as red as blood, and her hair was as black as ebony..." Bruce's voice was low, like a cello being played when he told the story slowly. , Elegant and gorgeous, mature and melancholy, touching.

After slowly finishing the short story of "Snow White", Bruce looked up and found that Angie was still looking energetic with her light-colored eyes.

But this time it wasn't like when he was telling the story just now, he didn't blink, looking at himself full of novelty and anticipation.Instead, after he said "The story is over, you should go to bed", he wrinkled his little nose and touched his stomach through the quilt, looking a little annoyed.

"What's the matter, is your stomach hurting again?" Bruce frowned, slightly worried.

"Ang, it's just that it's not healed yet." The little girl shook her head.

My stomach hurts all the time, but only a little bit.It's literally a thousand times better than waking up in the afternoon.

Bruce just breathed a sigh of relief, but was taken aback by Angie's next question.

"Did you sew a stone in my stomach while I was asleep?"

"Sewing rocks?" Bruce raised his eyebrows, a little dumbfounded, "Why do you think so?"

——How could I sew stones into the little girl's belly?At most, he didn't stop the little girl from eating chili in time.

An Qi didn't answer, but said wildly, "But I want you to give me an apple."

"Why?"

"Because... Snow White was woken up by the prince after being fed poisoned apples by the witch queen. But Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who had a stone sewn into his stomach, could not be rescued. He would die."

Only then did Bruce realize that Angie was talking about Snow White and the Big Bad Wolf.

Children's thinking has always been wild and illogical, but seeing Angie's serious face, Bruce still answered her after some consideration: "Probably because Snow White is a kind person, but Big Bad Wolf is not, he Grandma who ate Little Red Riding Hood, and Little Red Riding Hood."

"But, although the big bad wolf ate people, in the end Little Red Riding Hood and her grandmother were still alive, but she herself was killed." Little Red Riding Hood blinked suspiciously and retorted, her light-colored eyes were innocent and clear, "However , Snow White wakes up and kills the witch queen with the prince."

When Bruce heard it, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little complicated, and said in a harsh voice, "This is different..."

Batman has always insisted on the principle of not killing people.This is his own choice, and it is also his bottom line.

Although he also disapproves of killing people, An Qi's starting point is obviously wrong, and she still needs to be guided.

"What's the difference?" Little Anqi thought about it ignorantly, tilted her head, but Tong Yantong Yu said surprisingly: "Is it because bad people kill people and die, but good people can kill bad people?"

——hit the nail on the head.

In this world, too many people believe in this rule.However, murder itself is wrong.No one has the right to take another person's life and the rest of his life.If everyone thinks that good people can kill people, even if they kill bad people, then over time, the law will become a transparent display, empty talk on paper.The country, and even the world, will be in chaos.

Because there is no guarantee that you will not fall into the feeling of deciding life and death at will.People's hearts and human nature cannot stand the test.Good and evil are like light and shadow, there is inherent goodness, and there is evil hidden in the deepest part.Even superheroes, even himself as Batman, have uncontrollable dangers.

"!!!" Bruce took a deep breath, trying to make his voice as soft and natural as possible, "So we have to be people with principles. No matter whether it is a good person or a bad person, we should not kill people."

"You know, when you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you'." Bruce said with deep eyes.

"Hmm..." Little Anqi puffed her cheeks and thought about it seriously, but still felt... "I don't understand."

——However, Dad also said that he could not kill.

and so……

Bruce is probably right, right?

"Heh..." Bruce chuckled, reaching out to rub the little girl's soft hair.His mood was far away, but those blue eyes were unprecedentedly gentle.

At this moment, he hoped—the child would never understand the meaning of this sentence.