Mrs Wayne

After I finished speaking, Bruce was completely silent. It was true that the whole person was silent. He was simply out of his mind. He drove faster than usual, and he drove the Maserati out of the Batmobile. , although I don't really like riding in that car...

When we got out of the car together, Bruce looked at me specially when closing the car door, his blue eyes flickered slightly, I thought he seemed to have something to say to me, but he held back up.

Speaking of which, did we forget something...

It seems that Superman didn't bring back after he went, forget it, Superman is not important, Bruce is more important, after all, he looks really weird now!

And he didn't lead me when he walked back, and he didn't even pay attention to whether I might be hit by someone beside him. He didn't turn around to look at his wife, and even gave me a weird way of escaping from reality. Feeling, this made me feel a little uncomfortable in an instant.After dismissing the service staff who came to greet us, Bruce and I returned to our New York hotel together. As soon as we entered the room, my husband stood by the bed with one hand in his pocket. I don’t know why he didn’t open the phone. The lights, as if the darkness could give him a certain amount of thought and security.

At this moment, a large area of ​​neon lights outside the house fell down, and his handsome face became more and more mysterious against the background. He was silent for a while, and then suddenly turned around and looked at me, "You know."

I was full of question marks.

It's strange, it's really strange, it's fine if you didn't hug and kiss me just now, but you still ask me, you know?

What do I know?

Bruce took a deep breath, and then he pulled down his neckline. The slightly messy neckline made him look more irritable. From just now, I feel that he has been in a bad mood. He seems to have found that I have been There was a question mark standing in the distance, and he looked at me seriously before adding, "You know I'm Batman."

Those blue eyes fell on me quietly like this, under the reflection of the neon lights, it seemed that there were countless streamers reflected in them. He stood in the shadow and looked at me, behind which were pieces of neon light shadows, more and more It made his sharp-edged face look even more complicated.

There seemed to be a lot of emotions that I couldn't understand melted away, and it seemed to be a little bit relieved, and finally returned to calm.

"What happened to Batman?"

"Is there a problem?"

He was a little speechless when I asked him, the man was silent for a while, and then he smiled in response, "It's nothing, it's just that the name surprised me, I thought you didn't like this name."

Bruce explained with a little hesitation, "You last time..."

I realized it, did I say that Batman was bad last time?

"Isn't that because Superman was there?"

Speaking of which, I just recalled the weird name of Batman, and couldn't help complaining, "I used to say that it's fine to call me Cat Earman, but you said the name is not good, so you insist on calling yourself Batman, you Finally know that I don't like this name?"

Bruce fell silent again.

I walked over and raised my head to look at him. The man who was a head taller than me was quietly looking down at me at the moment. After the glitz of the day faded away, his face looked a little tired at this time, just It's like he's been in the dark all the time, and I even think he has a subtle sense of burnout.

When he was alone, he seemed to have lost all happiness and joy, and even the distance he looked at with those blue eyes seemed so lost.

But when his eyes fell on his parents, he looked so gentle. He has changed so much this month, so I have to wonder if it is because of work that he has become like this.

Or...does getting married make people so big?

I was a little dazed, so I walked over and stretched out my hand to pull him, then raised my head and asked in a low voice, "Bruce, why are you unhappy?"

He seemed to be completely stunned by my question. Facing those slightly widened blue eyes, I leaned over and couldn't help asking a little aggrieved, "Why are you unhappy?"

"I feel that you are always unhappy. You are barely happy when you are eating, but you are always unhappy when you are working and at banquets." The most important thing is that you are not happy when you get along with me.

Thinking of this, I feel a little bit blocked, and even a little bit wronged, because I am newly married, I even doubt myself a little bit?

Does being with me make him so uncomfortable?But obviously we had a good time before.

Last time I suggested that he go on a trip with me. If you are really upset, just say it. What kind of thing is it to bear it alone in your heart?

I asked aggrievedly, "What's the matter with you?"

Bruce's expression became uglier in an instant, and then he regained his composure. Although he didn't say anything, I think he was in a worse mood, "You're right, I really..."

He lowered his eyes, with a feigned sense of relief in his expression, and his blue eyes fell on me, "I've been tense all the time, thinking about a lot of things all the time, I'm sorry for making you so worried."

Why are you so polite!

I'm about to suffocate, it's not that there are other cats outside, this is the rhythm of wanting to break up with me!

There is no need to be so polite between husband and wife, I panicked all of a sudden, "Did I make you angry?"

"No." He stood quietly in front of me, then lowered his eyes and said, "I just don't think you said anything wrong."

"There's nothing wrong, no anger, you're right, it's always been my problem."

He seemed to be thinking about this issue very seriously. The man began to analyze his own problems seriously, which made me think that the next second he was going to say the classic line, we are not suitable, let's get a divorce.

"It's because I always look at others suspiciously, it's because I'm always nervous, and it's because I always suppress myself." He stared at me and said suddenly, staring at me seriously as if analyzing his own heart, Those blue eyes were deep, like a bottomless deep sea, "Maybe this has become my habit."

I:? ? ?

Talk about Nima, husband.

Listen to what you say is human?

I said dryly, "You were not such a person before..."

Then the man who seemed to be analyzing himself just now disappeared in an instant. He closed his mouth, nodded, and patted my arm with a smile, "Indeed."

I feel like the man in front of me is putting on his mask again, whatever that mask is, but this feeling makes me even more uncomfortable.

In an instant, I stretched out my hand and hugged his body. This time, the impact was a bit strong, and he even let out a muffled snort. I reacted immediately and felt that I was holding his hand to confirm, "Are you injured?"

Has the smile on Bruce's face changed in the slightest, and his expression is even a little relaxed, as if he's used to it, but when he saw my tense expression at the moment, his expression became a little more complicated, "It seems yes .”

I:? ? ?

"You're all injured, why are you still standing here?" You're still babbling with me when you're all injured. "Let me tell you that you should be careful when you are Batman. Otherwise, we should buy some Tony technology next time. I always feel that his ability to resist blows is not as good as Iron Man."

Bruce seemed to be amused by me, "Wayne technology... isn't bad either."

I pulled him to the bench next to the bed. The man in the suit was quietly looking up at me. In the dark room, his face became more and more attractive. I reached out my hand to help him check his body. Opening his clothes, he found a dark blue shadow spreading down from his abdominal muscles, and immediately stretched out his hand even more worriedly, wanting to unbutton his pants directly.

As a result, Bruce reacted instantly and reached out and grabbed his pants.

Half bent over, I raised my eyebrows and looked at him suspiciously. Bruce still grabbed his pants, and then said with a solemn expression, "I don't feel well now, and I'm not so happy at this time, do you understand?"

I don't understand, shut up.

I pulled his belt and warned him without giving an inch, "Let me see your wound, otherwise you can try to look at the floor where you slept overnight tomorrow night, it just so happens that Mom and Dad are going on a trip recently."

He didn't move at all, as if he was thinking about whether it is acceptable to sleep on the floor all night, ah, I'm going to make a fuss!

I found that he doesn't take hard, so I decisively chose to eat soft, "Bruce."

Staring at him, I tried to squeeze out tears that didn't exist, and said very sadly, "I just want to see your wounds, please."

Then I added, "I'm just worried about you, really."

As it turns out, when I looked at him like this, Bruce's breath paused a little, and then he let go of his hand, and after undoing his belt, I saw a bruise on his thigh. Blue, because the light in the room is too dim, I can only rely on the little lights of the neon lights downstairs to let me look at his wound carefully. I saw the huge bruise spreading from the opponent's abdominal muscles, which has completely extended to his. At the calf, I couldn't help taking a breath, and my mentality broke down a bit, "I told you, I told you not to keep fighting monsters in Batman's clothes, just hit people, and let other people fight monsters." Let’s go to Chaoying”

Yes, and we also bought Superman...

Why don't you play his value!Why, after all, I paid him such a high salary.

Bruce couldn't help laughing out loud. In order to see his wound better, I knelt down on the carpet with half of my body, stretched out my hands to support him, and looked at him. The man half lying on the bench couldn't help but stretch out. He reached out and touched my hair tentatively. The angle of his hand was just enough to touch the broken hair next to my ear. The man brushed my hair, and then said, "Don't worry, this is just a... "

He paused, then said calmly, "A trivial wound."

Even if he slapped his hair, it still couldn't make me feel better at the moment, I rolled my eyes at him, "You said it as if you have suffered such injuries many times, come on, you used to be trapped by a shell. Guiwailing and howling for a long time."

"You want to kiss again, you want to fuck, you want to hug you, and you are forced to take care of you for several days." I couldn't hold back anymore, "You didn't say that at that time."

How to act as a hero by yourself and pretend nothing happened.

I'm so angry that I can't help being angry, but thinking I have to pretend to be gentle... it's fucking.

Forget it, my husband finally did something he likes, so I can't scold him like that, but I really feel sorry for him.

Bruce stopped talking at this time, and when both of us fell into silence, and I was still staring at his wound, I heard the man suddenly say, "Really?"

I froze for a moment, then raised my head and only met a pair of blue eyes, Bruce said softly to me, "Maybe I forgot."

I couldn't help but want to sigh, I whispered, "I see, you don't need to explain."

Looking at the man in front of me overlooking me from top to bottom, I said helplessly, "Actually, I have always known what you want to do. Although our family lives happily, Bruce, you want to protect more people." , you hope to make more people happy, although you said nothing, but you are a very responsible person."

"And I also know that what Dad once told you, I hope you can protect the entire Gotham."

Bruce stopped talking completely when he heard this, and I continued on my own, "But I will also be worried. If you are not happy in front of Batman, then don't be Batman."

"After all, compared to other people." I looked at him with a little blush and said, "I hope Bruce you are happy."

Yes, I am such a selfish person, I hope my husband can be happy, if being Batman can make him happy, this is his dream, I am willing to support him, but if being Batman is not happy for him, even let him It's extremely depressing, so I think it's better to forget it.

Why don't you do it? Isn't it good to be the president?

Chaoying is not a person who does things, okay?

And to be honest, being a superhero is really too dangerous. Tony Stark holding a nuclear bomb last time was already very suffocating. I don’t want to see another Batman holding a bomb...

I stared at him, then put my hand on his knee, lifted him up and said seriously, "When you got married, you clearly promised me that you would live happily ever after, regardless of poverty, disease, or you. Whether you want to be Batman or not, you will love me."

Now it proves that you cheated on me, you stinking bastard.

"I can accept you being Batman because that's what you want to do, but I still don't want you to get hurt, even a little bit..."

Bruce looked at me quietly at the moment, he reached out and gently stroked the side of my face, I continued, "If you go to protect Gotham, I want to protect you."

Before I finished speaking, I suddenly felt a hand caressing my cheek, and the warm palm gently supported my cheek. In the next second, my whole body seemed to be vacated. Being carried into my arms at once, Bruce buried his head in my chest, then held my shoulders like this, and said suddenly, "Good girl."

I met his eyes in a daze, and found that Bruce looked at me with a smile and said, "I haven't comforted you yet, have I?"

Ok……

Bruce looked at me and said very seriously, "I will protect you."

His blue eyes became deeper and deeper, "Protect all of you."

"I know..." I also stretched out my arms to hug him, and then said aggrievedly, "But I also worry about you, you are Batman, and you are also my husband."

He reached out and touched my head, and then I couldn't help it, "Then how about a kiss?"

"Isn't there a kiss for comfort?"

Bruce fell silent again, and his expression became dignified again.

Then I stretched out my hand to hook his pants and asked meaningfully, "What about other comforts?"

The author has something to say:

Black Bat: ...Although I am very moved

In fact, in the original book, Batman also changed the plot of the past, but after the change, his father became Batman, this is fucking nonsense...

I was speechless when I saw it at the time. I think Bruce is the kind of man who is very kind in nature even though he has experienced a lot of changes. He will not become a real flower just because his parents are not dead. childe

In fact, Batman is the character with the least human rights in the hands of various comic editors, a tool man.

But I think he is kind in nature, and has nothing to do with whether his parents died on a rainy night.

I hope he has a good ending, although I don't know what the final direction of this article is, after all, there is still a white bat.

But it will be a spoiler if I go any further... Thank you for your support, bobo