[Comprehensive] I came out of the infinite world and decided to go on vacation

"Where is your home?" Jiang Yuenian asked after dusting off the little red motorcycle.

"You don't know who I am?" Bruce raised his eyebrows, his brows were high, like a mountain that couldn't be climbed, and in the low-lying place were his hidden eyes, azure blue, like a piece of cosmic light in the dark Prismatic, deep and bright, with intelligence and coolness lurking beneath the surface pomp, he's so charming that when he stares at you like that, you feel a sin not answering his questions.

"Should I know?" Jiang Yuenian asked back, thinking about it in his mind, the handsome man in front of him was probably a famous figure in Gotham, and his tone seemed to be that as long as you are a Gotham person, there is no one who doesn't know him.

"Okay, okay." Bruce reconfirmed that his instinct was right, this man was indeed an outsider.

Before, he kept his eyes dim to pretend to be drunk, and failed to look at the person in front of him clearly, until the man's action of pulling out the motorcycle completely shocked him, and he pretended to distinguish the person in front of him, and took a closer look again.

It is now the end of autumn, and the cold breath in the air begins to spread at night. The man in front of him is only wearing a simple black long-sleeved T-shirt, and he can move freely. His fingers are not blue, his lips are not white, and he looks at ease. It was like a late summer evening.

Jiang Yuenian noticed that the rich second generation sitting behind him was looking at the back of his head, so he didn't care, and continued to press his phone.

"Your hospital doesn't work at night?" Jiang Yuenian asked, holding up the phone that no one answered, "I've called three times, and either no one answered or the line was busy."

Bruce lowered his head, and the female model named Lucy by the side of the road was still lying on the concrete floor, her arms seemed to be doing gymnastics, drawing circles crazily on the ground.

Bruce: Now I know why she's trying to take my steering wheel.

"Ah, the hospital, they are always busy, you know, this is Gotham." He raised his eyebrows, and said tentatively, "Why don't we just put him on the side of the road, there will always be kind people She picked it up and brought it home." His appearance was extremely disgusting, like a scumbag who ate and wiped up and threw it away, "I don't think you can fit so many people in this small car."

Can't help but look back at him, Jiang Yuenian pondered for a moment, "You can put it down..." After all, it's part of the artifact, he turned his head, trying to prevent Bruce from noticing the playful smile on his face, "That's right. I want to wrong you."

Doesn't seem like a bad guy, but don't jump to conclusions too soon.

Bruce thought to himself, but there was a smile on his face, "If you're not wronged, how could you be wronged?"

......

"We have to do this?" Bruce gritted his teeth, and Jiang Yuenian heard the creaking sound of his cheeks, the muscles of his jaw bulged, and his whole body looked like a puffer fish about to get angry.

"Yes, otherwise, what should I do?" Jiang Yuenian's smile came from the heart, which made the voice tremble even more when the wind blows, as if he was overjoyed.

The hairspray on his head had lost its effect. Bruce's black hair was blown away by the night wind and floated to Jiang Yuenian's neck. There was a slight itchiness, and Jiang Yuenian turned his head to avoid it.

So when Jiang Yuenian came to the Wayne mansion with the unconscious Lucy on his back and Bruce squatting in front with a sore face, Alfred, who never changed his expression, saw such a scene when he went out to greet him, it was not kind Laughed out loud.

"Ah Fu, entertain guests." I grew up under Alfred's nose, I don't know how many embarrassing things I have done, but I have never been as embarrassed as this time, "This is Jiang Yuenian, followed by Lucy .”

Jiang Yuenian swore that this was the best night since his vacation.

Although the adult version of Double One appeared inexplicably this night, the Mr. Clown who seemed to have an abnormal mind, and the rich second generation who pretended to be drunk and bumped himself into the "sky boat", when he sat comfortably on the soft bed of Wayne's house, On the sofa, with a high-grade wool carpet under your feet, listening to the leisurely singing from the record player, eating the delicious cookies provided by the old housekeeper, and drinking mellow milk——

He felt that his whole body was going to be sublimated.

It’s not that there is no such wonderful time in Stark’s house, but usually, half of his delicacies are shared with Tony. The saying “It’s happier to share the delicacies with others” is purely a rumor, and it’s best to eat alone. Cool.

What's even more refreshing is that sitting across from him is a guy who can only stare blankly with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Bruce Wayne, who was sitting across from him, didn't suffer any injuries. At most, his head was a bloodshot bruise from the steering wheel, and he didn't even have a slight concussion.

But after Alfred placed Lucy, he insisted on covering his head like a mummy. He didn't believe that Alfred couldn't see it. The only reason was that the expressionless old housekeeper was probably angry.

After all, yesterday, in order to investigate the evidence of gangster smuggling weapons, he confronted more than a dozen thugs head-on-he won, which is natural, and injuries are inevitable.For this reason, he made a promise that he would attend the banquet on time tomorrow, complete and complete.

Nowadays, this big zongzi's head doesn't look like it can take part in a whole banquet.

When he was thinking about tomorrow's itinerary in a daze, and thinking about the identity of this man with strange technology in front of him, Jiang Yuenian and Alfred had already had a conversation in order to deal with the person who mastered the recipe of this cookie. It's been a while.

Jiang Yuenian's argument was very simple. A tourist who came to Gotham lost his way in the middle of the night and had to wander the streets.

Alfred was also very friendly towards him. In his opinion, since his master was willing to take him home late at night, there must be some reason.

"May I ask how you and the master met?"

"Afu!" Bruce expressed helplessness for Afu's way of wanting him to make friends. The person in front of him was brought back to test his identity, not a friendly family meeting.

Facing the kind question from the old butler Alfred, the cannibalistic Jiang Yuenian told the truth happily, retelling the story of Bruce getting drunk and crashing a car.

Although he knew this Bruce Wayne was not drunk, he still said so.

Bruce: Okay, okay, I should have confessed with him first, this is too bad, let alone cookies and morning interviews, the night watch will probably be shortened.

Alfred glanced at Bruce with a smile. As a qualified butler, he would not let his master down in front of outsiders.

After eating and drinking enough, Jiang Yue Nian leaned over and planned to leave.

Bruce, who had been sitting there without saying a word, suddenly stopped, "Do you have a place to live?" He looked at the empty-handed man in front of him. If I remember correctly, there was no luggage on that motorcycle.

"Uh, no." Jiang Yuenian spread his hands, his expression was very calm, and said, "But I think I can go out and find a hotel to live in, don't bother."

"How embarrassing." Before Bruce could speak, Ah Fu said, "You saved the master, we will never let a person who offered a helping hand go out alone in the cold night to find a hotel."

Under his kind invitation, Jiang Yuenian still stayed. He would never admit that this was the reason why he wanted to sneak into the kitchen in the middle of the night to steal cookies.

Alfred has carefully arranged the guest room, which is the one farthest from the east building. He will not enter Bruce's room, nor will he discover some unknown little secrets.

There will be no cookies. Alfred's cookies are baked and eaten fresh to ensure the taste.

Jiang Yuenian returned in vain in the kitchen. He naturally noticed the monitoring network with no dead ends in this mansion. Otherwise, he will find that in the east building where Bruce lives, there is a secret door leading to the ground, and behind the secret door, a pair of eyes are watching the surveillance screen on the entire wall, the screen in his room, It was stretched and enlarged, occupying half of the wall.

"Are you relieved? Master."

Alfred's voice suddenly appeared behind Bruce like a ghost. He continued to meditate, his brows were tightly knit, and his thin lips were slightly parted. "I don't understand why such a person came to Gotham?"

"You always think of the worst side of people." Alfred stood beside him and looked at the man under the quilt along his line of sight, "Maybe what he said was the truth, he just It’s simply a trip to Gotham.”

"Come to Gotham? Travel?" Bruce almost sneered, he didn't look like the guardian of Gotham.

As a Gotham native, he couldn't be more clear about the image of Gotham in the outside world. How can there be normal people in a city that raises the crime rate of the entire country by itself? Hanging out on the road, or for travel?

Most of the people who come here are desperadoes, or ambitious people who want to make a fortune, but there are never tourists who come here for fame.

He loves this city, so he can see her more thoroughly, so he will know what kind of people this city will attract.

"Did you see the dashcam footage from my car?" Bruce asked.

"No." Alfred said, "but I don't want to watch it now, and I don't think you need to show me it again. There's still a lot of time tomorrow, and now..." He said from his inside pocket He took out his pocket watch, "It's time for you to go to bed, sir."

That day, Bruce recalled the fear of being summoned by Alfred in the morning after going to bed late.

When the sun rises, Alfred captures the first ray of sunlight in the morning. He opens the curtains and warmly and caringly shares this dazzling light for the little master on the bed.His figure was shrouded in bright orange light, his silver hair shone like dancing flames, and he ruthlessly lifted the quilt from his little master's face.

Bruce: I was wrong, I was really wrong, Fu, you close the curtains!

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When I was typing today, I accidentally labeled Wayne's mansion as Wayne's "Dazhai" hahaha, the style of painting suddenly changed!

I thought the Dragon Boat Festival holiday ended yesterday, and the Dragon Boat Festival activities were over, I'm such a fool...

What are you all busy with recently?Do you feel that there are fewer friends leaving messages?

There is probably no main line in this world, just vacations, where to go and play wherever you want.