There is a noodle restaurant [Zhongyingmei]

The first day of the noodle restaurant's opening was very smooth, except for a seriously injured big bat that fell from the sky in the middle of the night. This was already the fourth alien creature that Xia Mian encountered within three days after returning home.

The frequency is somewhat abnormally high.

After playing PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, Xia Mian turned off the computer and went to prepare tomorrow's soup. Lu Qiqi also put away her notebook, said good night, and went upstairs.

The noodle shop is a two-story complex ancient building with a history of more than 100 years. The permanent residents maintain it every year. Although there are some old traces of the times, it is very strong.

Xia Mian sent Lu Qiqi back to the house, made her a glass of milk, and walked in the corridor on the second floor. There were dim lights on the walls, and there was a wide open window at the end of the corridor, and the night wind was chilly.

Xia Mian walked over and wanted to close it, but suddenly a black shadow jumped onto Lu Qiqi's face, she subconsciously closed her eyes, and the sound of flapping wings disappeared again.

Xia Mian looked around, there was no flying thing in the sky at all, the old city outside the window was brightly lit, but, maybe it was because Xia Mian was sleepy, why did she see a UFO flying in the sky just now?

There is always a sense of foreboding.

Ordinary people would probably think it was a hallucination, but Xia Mian thought that what she just saw was real.

"Is my ability wrong?"

Xia Mian frowned in thought.

With the ability of aestivation, creatures of different dimensions appear within her fixed diameter range, and they will not stay for too long. They will have a sense of disobedience in the aestivation world, and will voluntarily leave the aestivation world and return to their home field.

And the way they appear is mostly the same. They meet each other at the alley and push the door in. They themselves don't know that they have strayed into a different dimension, and they can go back the way they came from.

Xia Mian has never seen such a rude way of appearing like falling from the sky.

Spider is one, Batman is the second.

Xia Mian didn't know how the Winter Soldier appeared. She was sleeping at the time, but since he could leave through the door, he should have come in through the door. After all, Iron Man's appearance was the most normal.

Also paid for it.

$24.

Xia Mian fell into a strange silence.

"Forget it, see the trick, I haven't seen any scenes before."

Xia Mian told himself with a wide heart, went downstairs to prepare soup base, stood at the kitchen door, took out his mobile phone and emailed Grandpa again, the old man has become addicted to the Internet in the past two years, and often discusses all kinds of interesting things with the Xia Mian video in the United States. stuff.

Tomorrow at the latest, Grandpa will definitely come back when he sees it.

The next morning.

It's not time for the noodle shop to open yet.

It was just dawn, with the grayness of dawn.

The lights were still on in the lobby.

Bruce Wayne was lying on the wooden floor warmed by his body, covered with a whitish washed quilt, exuding a faint scent of soap.

He was in a strange room, it seemed that he had left Gotham, there was no such a comfortable place in Gotham.

Even the air is free and fresh, without distant gunshots or oppressive light.

Someone saved him.

Bruce closed his eyes slightly, and he could feel the wound being bandaged, the restraint of the bandage, and... the subtle feeling of the fibers of the quilt against the skin of his body.

The people who rescued him not only put medicine on him and bandaged him kindly, but also took off his clothes and mask.

Bruce frowned deeply, with an old-fashioned pensive look on his face, hoping that person didn't know who Bruce Wayne was.

"you're awake?"

It is a very young female voice, very pleasant.

Bruce looked sideways, and there was a dark blue blanket spread on the floor about one meter away from him. On the blanket lay a young girl with black hair and white skin. She seemed to be Asian. It is not always easy to guess the age of Asians. , so in Bruce's eyes, it was a girl who saved him.

She was lying flat on the blanket, covered with a red blindfold with a big eye printed on it, and she was neatly dressed, but judging from the folds of her clothes, she did sleep on the floor with him all night.

Batman:  …

It feels weird.

Waking up early in the morning and seeing a little girl sleeping beside me naked (without a pair of underpants), I couldn’t help but think too much.

"I know what you're thinking. I've had insomnia all night, and then I thought, when you wake up in the morning, you'll probably leave without saying goodbye. I'll wait here for you, and I want to ask you a few questions."

Xia Mian got up from the blanket, lifted the thin sheet on her body, her long black hair was smooth, only the ends were slightly messed up, she bent her legs, resting her elbows on her knees, resting her chin, took off the blindfold, revealing a pair of The bright and bright eyes are as black as ink.

Bruce hesitated, and got up too, the quilt just hanging around his waist.

The little girl seemed to know herself quite well.

"You saved me."

Bruce looked around.

Xia Mian said: "Your clothes are broken, if you don't mind, wear the noodle shop work clothes."

Torn apart by Aestivation.

One girl, Jia Jia, was a little rough, but she wouldn't tell Batman.

The work clothes of the noodle shop, a white lining, a smoky blue gown, and light gray wide-leg pants underneath, look very chic.

Bruce was wearing the largest size, but his European physique still held the clothes tight, showing the muscular chest.

Xia Mian took a while to look away.

"What do you want to ask, I will tell you as far as I can answer."

Bruce was wounded all over his body, enough to keep a normal person bedridden.

Batman's face was calm, and there was nothing wrong with it except for being too rigid and serious.

No.

Xia Mian smiled, Batman just won't expose his fragility to others.

Only when he returns to the Batcave will he experience pain and grief.

"Do you remember what happened before you passed out?"

Before coma?

He and the rest of the alliance are dealing with the aliens invading the earth, but Bruce is not sure what kind of environment the girl in front of him is living in. She looks very good, and maybe she is not suitable for knowing those bloody and terrible things.

"I was fighting, and then I fell from a height by accident."

Aestivation: "Have you seen any strange things, such as the gate of time and space in magic movies?"

Bruce: "...No."

That's weird.

Why are Chaoying coming so frequently these days?

Xia Mian thought for a while alone, but couldn't figure out the reason.

She doesn't know much about magic. It's an ability she's awakened since she was a child. She once thought it had something to do with heredity. After all, Grandpa didn't look surprised when he knew about his superpower, as if he already knew that Xia Mian would have such a superpower. Variety.

Time passed by, and Bruce was observing the house. This is a completely different building from Gotham. He should have left Gotham, and even left the United States. He suppressed his doubts in his heart and looked at the only person in the house. .

"I should leave."

Xia Mian came back to her senses, "So fast?"

Bruce said calmly: "You saved me, I will write down your address and name, and I can give you whatever you want."

Wow……

This sentence makes people a little uncomfortable.

Xia Mian smiled a bit chilly, and rolled her eyes: "I lack a boyfriend, can you give it to me?"

Bruce was silent.

Xia Mian shook her head, not quite understanding how annoying this man would be once he took off his mask and became Bruce Wayne.

"I know boys your age, if you need..."

Bruce said that dryly.

Xia Mian laughed, "Uncle, why are you so funny."

Ah, the generation gap.

Bruce pursed his lips, but Xia Mian made a joke, and the tension between the two of them became less tense.

"My name is Xia Mian, the store manager here, you have to leave after breakfast."

Xia Mian rubbed her neck and walked towards the back kitchen.

It turns out that this is a noodle shop.

She looks young and is already the store manager.

Bruce didn't stay in the lobby peacefully. He watched Xia Mian enter the back kitchen. Bruce looked around and found a door behind the stairs, which seemed to lead to the back.

Bruce walked over and opened the door softly.

There is a huge spider web under the eaves. A huge black and blue spider hangs in the center of the web, occupying most of the light. It is an unknown species and seems to be highly poisonous. It spits out spider silk and is full of aggressiveness. Spider eyes stared at him.

"Hello."

Bruce greeted calmly, then closed the door.

The little girl who looks like a cute store manager turns out to have such a special hobby of keeping pets.

Today, Batman’s breakfast is three delicacies stewed noodles, boiled overnight as the base, with sliced ​​beef, prawns, barbecued pork, bean sprouts, coriander and other side dishes, served in a large blue and white porcelain bowl, topped with sesame oil.

Compared with the shabby clear noodle soup that collects scrap iron, Batman's breakfast can be described as gorgeous.

Who knew that the guy who collected the scrap iron was actually Iron Man, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't see Tony Stark's handsome and handsome face clearly.

War really sucks.

Xia Mian sighed, and went upstairs to ask Lu Qiqi to get up for dinner and see Batman for the last time.

The little girl lay on the bed, too sleepy to open her eyes.

"Did you hide under the covers and play with your mobile phone again last night? If you were sold into a pigsty, you would be able to sleep soundly."

Xia Mian pinched Lu Qiqi's face, "Batman is leaving, don't you want to see him for the last time? You won't have this chance next time."

Lu Qiqi didn't eat this set, rolled up the quilt, "Batman is not Iron Man, next time Iron Man comes, I won't stay in bed all night!! Marvel fans will never change jobs, don't try to tempt me."

After speaking, he got into the quilt.

Xia Mian didn't know what to say.

It doesn't matter if you don't see each other, after all, you are not from this world. After seeing a lot, you will be sad when you leave.

But with the frequency of Chaoying's visits, Xia Mian always feels that he will not settle down recently.

Who's next?

"delicious."

Bruce finished the noodles and drank the noodle soup. The big blue and white porcelain bowl was clean, and most importantly, he used chopsticks.

Although not very proficient, it can also be used.

"Thank you."

A short thank you, but Batman's sincerity.

Xia Mian opened the door, the sun had already risen, and the surrounding breakfast shops also opened for business one after another.

The noodle restaurant is located at the entrance of a remote alley, which is uniquely elegant and quiet.

"Get out of here, go forward, and you can go back."

Xia Mian didn't hide her unusual thoughts here either, no one with a little brain would think that this place is the same place as their world.

"It's like Batman always walks a clear and clear path."

Xia Mian stood at the door, watching Batman leave.

She was thinking of something else.

Grandpa must have something to hide from her.

The night passed with no news from the mail.

Bruce Wayne left the noodle shop. He didn't look back, but he vaguely noticed that the aroma from the noodle shop was gradually dissipating. When he reached the turn of the street, there was a dark alley in Gotham after the turn, and there was no such thing behind him. Quaint and cozy cottage.

But the aroma of the noodles lingered for a long time.

From Bruce's memory.

He returned to the Batcave, only to reveal a seriously injured state.

During the treatment, Bruce asked Ah Fu: "Have you ever eaten noodles?"

Ah Fu checked Bruce's body and found that the injury had been treated briefly, "What do you mean?"

Bruce closed his eyes and rested quietly.

Ah Fu is helpless, master, at least finish your sentence.