Mrs Wayne

When I walked out of the boat, I saw Bruce standing in the sunlight lost in thought at the moment, I leaned up to him suspiciously and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Bruce didn't say anything, just put away the paper in his hand, then looked down at me and smiled, "Why don't you sleep?"

"Hair is wet." I compared the hair on my head that was still dripping water. I just wanted to take a rest but realized that my hair was wet. I was afraid that I would have a headache when I got up later. I took out a towel from the cabin and was about to wipe it off. I stuffed the towel into my husband's hand, and Bruce, who took the towel, was stunned for a moment, then stood behind me with a smile and began to wipe my hair little by little. Fortunately, the sun at noon was still warm, and with With gusts of sea breeze blowing by, I heard the man behind me gently rubbing my hair say, "Have you encountered any strange things recently?"

"Strange thing?" I paused, then said with a smile, "Isn't it strange that you have changed so much recently?"

The person rubbing my hair seemed to pause for a moment, and then said with a soft smile, "Really? Has it changed that much?"

"How should I put it?" I thought for a while, and leaned against Bruce's body behind me, feeling the warm body of the man behind me, "I just feel that you are different from before."

Occasionally it's just an unhappy Bruce.

The man I was leaning on let out a deep laugh. While brushing my hair carefully, he leaned into my ear and asked, "Oh, what kind of difference is it? I obviously don't think there is any difference. "

"For example, just now..." I turned my head to look at the man against the light, and looked at him a little wronged. Are you too tired?"

"But we obviously haven't done anything drastic recently." I also emphasized, "Nor last night, nor the day before yesterday."

Bruce: ...

Don't you want to today? !Are you still human?

No more feeding!The hungry little wife wants to put you to death immediately, let me tell you!

The man who was wiping my hair struggled, and after removing his beautiful blue eyes from me, he took a deep breath and said to me with a smile, "Compared to this, you have really Didn't you encounter some other strange things?"

The topic shifted too forcefully.

When he said this, he stared deeply at me again, and confirmed with extra seriousness, "Dead cat, dead mouse, or something else, anything you can think of, never once?"

Forget it, because Bruce seems to be really serious, I thought for a while that there was no such thing, and then I shook my head decisively, "No, but I don't know where Mom and Dad are, you can just ask them."

When it came to this point, Bruce's breathing paused again. Instead of taking what I said, he said, "Okay, I see."

I:? ? ?

"Don't you want to ask Mom and Dad?" I stared at him suspiciously and asked, "Why?"

He seemed to care about this matter so much, but he didn't intend to ask his parents why, isn't this just a matter of one sentence?

Bruce seemed a little speechless when I asked him, because his back was facing the sunlight, his expression at the moment was even more difficult to see, and he could only feel that he was looking at me quietly, apparently silent, and I couldn't help being curious again. Asked suspiciously, "Why not? This is a very small thing."

Bruce was silent for a long time, and the other party was still gently wiping my hair with a towel, almost blinded by the sun, before he heard him "Yeah, this is a very small thing."

Yes, what a small thing.

I looked up at him curiously, and then I heard him add softly, "Maybe I'm just used to it."

"What habit?" I couldn't help asking again. I always felt that he seemed to have a lot to say, but he held back again. Isn't this tiring?Why can't I just say something, he didn't have such a personality before, wait, what did my husband do outside, dead cat, dead mouse?

"Bruce!" I became serious all of a sudden, "If you go out to gamble and owe money, tell mom and dad earlier!"

Although I feel that my husband does not gamble and has never participated in gambling, what if.

It's so strange that he suddenly asked this question!

And combined with the fact that he hasn't had anything these past few days, and he was not in a high mood just now, and he even seemed a little abnormal. I was so frightened that my hair exploded, and the whole person began to panic, "What do you owe? How many?"

"What?" Bruce was stunned by my question, and then the man laughed softly, "No, I didn't go out to gamble."

I decided to swindle him, "That's not necessarily true, think about it more."

Then Bruce stopped talking, he seemed to start to think seriously, and my mentality was about to collapse, I said that my lovely husband was completely uncontrollable before, how could he become an ascetic now.

"You owe money and confess to your parents..." I stared blankly at him, and immediately began to think of a way, "Are there a lot? I still have a lot of jewelry you bought for me here, do you want to take a look? "

The man took a deep breath, looked at me with a particularly complicated expression, and then lowered his head and showed me a gentle smile, "It's okay, it's not what you think."

"what is that?"

When I asked, Bruce fell silent again.

I:……

"You must have gone to gamble, or did your investment fail?" I suddenly felt like tears were falling, "It doesn't matter how much money you have been cheated, you must not feel pressured, just tell me."

Bruce took another deep breath, and the man who finished wiping my hair suddenly lowered his head and gently pressed my cheek, "It's okay, it's okay, it's not what you think."

Immediately, the man who stretched out his hand and hugged my arm smiled brightly at me like this, "I'm just asking casually."

I believe in your evil.

When Bruce went to hang up the towel, I immediately rushed in without saying a word and waited until my parents got up, and then started crying to Mama Martha and Papa Thomas, "Something went wrong, Bruce may have been cheated!"

Parents:? ? ?

I talked to my parents about Bruce’s strange question just now, and then the three of us sat together and started a secret meeting. Thomas’s father was the first to express his affirmation, “It’s true that he’s been a little strange recently, but why didn’t I notice it when I was fishing? ?”

Martha's mother was heartbroken, "Has he been cheated? My poor Bruce."

Then she fired a shot at Papa Thomas, "Being cheated, I still have to resist fishing with you."

I beat the side drum beside me, "Yes, yes, it hurts to think about it."

Thomas: ...

My mother and I chirped together, but my father was speechless, "I mean, hey, doesn't he seem to be okay?"

"No, he really asked me such a strange question just now, and he looked really strange just now, I don't know how to describe it, but he was very nervous, do you understand? It's like he was afraid that we might show up in the next second What is it?" I carefully pondered my husband's expression at that time, and then I became more and more nervous, "I asked him at that time, and he said no! But I was afraid of irritating him, so I didn't ask any more."

I hugged my knees and whispered to my parents, "I'm afraid he won't think about it, he's been in a very low mood recently."

"You said we are looking for a psychiatrist or the police..."

Personally, I would suggest doing both.

Papa Thomas was still in disbelief. "My son is not that fragile."

"Yeah, but after you spanked him last time, he was lost for a whole year. God, do you know how hard it took me to calm him down?" Mama Martha retorted to Papa, "Bruce is actually a very sensitive and kind child. If he really did such a thing, he must be facing a lot of psychological pressure."

Dad couldn't help lowering his voice and roaring, "That's something he was 13 years old!!!"

Just as we were arguing about Bruce, suddenly I heard a loud bang from outside, as if something had fallen outside the cabin, and the three of us turned our heads together reflexively, with short black hair, The young man with blue eyes and handsome eyes is standing in the shadow of the cabin and looking at us with such a complicated face. He seems to have been hiding in the dark place for a long time, as if blending with the black shadow. One finds that he was standing there just now.

He stood there quietly, motionless, until Mom and Dad called him over, and Mama Martha looked at him very seriously and said, "Bruce, tell me the truth, what the hell did you do out there?"

"Did something happen?"

Mom's question was very gentle, and when she spoke, even the tone of voice didn't change much, but Bruce still stood quietly in the shadow, the darkness completely covered his expression at the moment, and I didn't hear it until a long time later. He said softly, "Nothing, I just..."

He walked in front of us as he spoke. The man still had a familiar, frivolous and hearty smile on his face, "After encountering the incidents in Gotham and New York one after another, I am very worried about your safety."

Then he added seemingly inadvertently, "So, did you encounter such a thing?"

My parents and I looked at each other. We both knew that Bruce was not telling the truth, but we didn’t intend to expose the matter at this time. Martha’s mother stood up first, and then went up to hug my husband, and was caught by her For the first time, Bruce, who was hugging him, showed some astonishment on his face. Mother Martha patted Bruce on the back, and then said firmly, "Don't worry about my son, we don't have one."

"Also, how much money do you owe? If you tell us, we can bear it."

Bruce: ...

Seeing that the smile on her husband's face turned from helplessness to tenderness after being hugged by his mother, he looked at Masha's mother in front of him and said very seriously, "I really didn't do such a thing."

"Then what did you do?" I raised my head cautiously, and looked at him pitifully, "Isn't it because you went out and did something you shouldn't?" Like looking for a callgirl?

"Then I can't bear it!"

Bruce laughed out loud in an instant, and then I rushed over and hid in his arms, feeling the beating heartbeat of the man, and then I saw that my father also came over, and then looked at it with some embarrassment. Get off us, and then stand not far from the edge, and said to Bruce, "You have grown up, you can say anything, right."

Father Thomas also emphasized, "As long as our family is together, there is no trouble in Gotham, isn't it?"

My husband looked down at me, his blue eyes became more and more complicated, and he smiled after a long time.

"Thank you."

He looked at me and said again out of the blue, "Thank you, all of you."

I:? ? ?

Mother:? ? ?

I don't know why, looking at his expression at this moment, I actually feel that he seems to have fallen into deep thought again, like a person immersed in the intersection of illusion and reality and unable to extricate himself, half of his body is hidden in the darkness The man, looking at us like this, once again showed a particularly gentle smile.

Compared with the darkness, the man who took two steps towards us at this moment seemed to have returned to the light again.

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Although Bruce said it was nothing, and he became in a good mood on the way back, and he didn't look so depressed anymore, but my parents and I confirmed that he must be hiding something from us, and according to this situation Inferred, we have to strengthen our own protection.

Speaking of this, although I already have a serf superman, I think it is safer to have something else, so I immediately ran to fund the school where Spiderman is.

Then I suggested to the principal that Spiderman come to my company for an internship... He is a college student, shouldn't he teach a course specifically for Wayne Enterprises for internships?

The principal was reluctant until I added money to him.

Ah, it feels so good to be rich.

So when I crossed my legs and waited for Spider-Man to report, Bruce just came back from outside after packing up. When we got back to Wayne Manor, we all went back to our rooms to rest. I finally washed and put on my pajamas. When I was thinking about how to tell my husband about Spider-Man, I found that Bruce had already changed his clothes, and the man in the T-shirt just walked in like this, and then I watched Bruce come back, and immediately hugged the pillow obediently Sit well on the bed.

Since my husband really doesn't want to talk about what's going on, I don't intend to force him.

So I decided to strike first, "Honey, it's getting late, I'm really tired."

Bruce: ...

The man who was still packing his luggage over there suddenly fell silent again. After he looked at me quietly for a while, I just hugged the pillow and looked at him, hinting again, "These things can be packed tomorrow, let's go to bed first Bar."

Bruce: ...

"You rest first."

I stared at him and expressed dissatisfaction with my eyes, "That's not good."

Bruce's expression became a little stiff, the man in gray pajamas finally came to the bed, and then just when I was about to roll into his arms, the man suddenly said, "Well, in fact, it's not as good as us Let's just chat."

I looked at him with question marks all over my head, only to feel that the man stretched out his hand, and he put his hand on my head suddenly, helping me to comb my tangled long hair one by one, under his gentle massage , I just felt a little sleepy all of a sudden, and the man's calm and somewhat hypnotic voice was still in my ears, "I used to doubt the authenticity of their existence."

"That's something I don't want to think about and face..."

I was made more drowsy by the unclear words, "When I was young, I used to go to the attic to find these truths, and I wondered what it was all about, so maybe I wouldn't blame my mistakes on myself."

Drowsy, I finally couldn't help closing my eyes, and finally felt as if someone was stroking my hair for a moment.

"Go to sleep."

"Their claws will never touch any of you again, I swear."

The next morning, I woke up refreshed, only to find that Bruce beside me had already woken up. When I stretched out and came to the window, I saw a man in sportswear starting his morning exercise. I quietly watched the handsome man in the garden by the window. My father and mother happened to get up very early and were strolling leisurely in the courtyard with the little milk dog at home. From my perspective, I happened to see that they met in the morning. When we got together, my husband who was working hard in the morning was arrested and sent to walk the dog as a coolie, but judging from his expression, he seemed quite happy.

All I saw was a man in gray sportswear and sneakers, looking like a man overflowing with youth, just squatting down and looking at the puppy wagging its tail in front of him, and then hugged the dog in front of his parents.

Smiling like a happy and carefree child.

When our family sat down to breakfast, Bruce took the towel from Alfred, wiped the sweat from his face and neck, and sat down with a smile. It's good to insist on exercising, but I was still a little worried that he was tired, so I couldn't help confirming, "Sweetheart, remember to exercise so that you don't get tired."

Mama Martha agrees, "Yes, son, sometimes a little bit of exercise is all you need."

Bruce smiled and said nothing.

Instead, Thomas' father stood by Bruce's side, "Hey, just exercise, isn't it good? Son, I support you."

Thomas' father even criticized our unhealthy schedule, "You used to sleep late with Roxie, but recently you wake up early, which is good."

I quit right away, "Daddy, we're young."

"We didn't even go clubbing..." Except for the occasional date when Bruce was out working overtime.

You are already a young man with a conscience, okay?

"It's good that you let Bruce get up so early, just want him to walk the dog." Mama Martha criticized Papa Thomas. "Well, let Bruce decide for himself, and my son does have a hard night."

Yeah, after all he still has to go out and be Batman every once in a while and work the night shift or something.

Father Thomas seemed to have thought of this too, and stopped talking immediately. Instead, my husband explained with a smile, "It was a hard night."

He glanced at me for some reason, then smiled and said, "That's true."

I:? ? ?

No, don't throw the pot around, you haven't been out on patrol or role-playing lately, you haven't worked hard at all, okay?

But of course a good wife would not refute him in front of my parents, so I smiled and planned to settle the score with him later, and then said affirmatively, "Indeed, Bruce worked hard at night."

My parents looked at each other meaningfully. I think they thought of the sad thing about Bruce feeding me in the first half of the night and going on a business trip in the second half of the night.

So they looked at Bruce with sympathy, and Thomas' father couldn't bear it, "You wake up too early, and it's acceptable to delay the time occasionally."

I hypocritically showed a tragic expression, and said with a very proper expression, "But he still has to go to work during the day."

Dad's expression became serious. Mama Martha glared at Dad, and then said something very scary, "Sometimes you don't need to pay too much attention to going to work. After all, Wayne Enterprises is our family business."

"No one will tell the young master of the Wayne family, and no one can."

Bruce was cutting bacon with a knife and fork, and laughed while listening to it. He had been in a very good mood since the morning, and he nodded in agreement, "You're right."

"And if you are too busy at work during the day, you can also take a good rest at home at night, and don't always go out to find some punks."

Speaking of this, Bruce's expression was a little nervous, and I was eating comfortably with bread sandwiched between bacon and eggs, and then I heard my husband say with a smile, "With Roxi here, why would I think of going out at night. "

My parents and I are three people: ...

The last time you went out, you went out with your clothes on, and when you came back, you cried and told us that the little bastard beat you up. We all thought you were stimulated, so we woke up in the morning and started morning exercises, so he actually Do you care about what happened last time?Don't you want to admit that you were beaten up by a gangster?

He whimpered and complained to us at the time, the little bastard is proficient in fighting skills, and decided that since he wants to become a superhero, he must also strengthen his training.

Why do you seem to have completely forgotten about it now?

When Bruce saw that we were silent, he added, "Any questions?"

"It's nothing." Mom forced a smile, and finally confirmed, "By the way, son. Have you slept well recently?"

Bruce's hand holding the fork paused for a moment, and then the man in gray sportswear with morning sweat stains on his neck showed a very bright and sunny smile, "Very good."

After he glanced at me again, he looked around at his parents, lowered his eyes and said from the bottom of his heart, "It's never been so easy."

Then he glanced at my hand that was reaching for the jam, just reached out to pick up the jam, put it in front of me, raised his head, only to see the man looking at me with a very gentle smile.

"Come."

He said something softly to me.

But it's useless, the fault you called me this morning will make you pay back sooner or later!

After our family talked and laughed and had breakfast, Bruce went back to the room to change clothes.Then he drove me to work again like this. This time he was the same as before, and he never looked around again. President Wayne took me to the destination very easily. Even when driving, I felt like he was I was in a good mood all day, and even hummed a song and patted the steering wheel while driving.

I'm confused, isn't this just an ordinary day?

Why is he in such a good mood today?

When we came to the office and just sat down, I immediately started to push Mr. President to the sofa chair. I stared at my husband seriously and began to ask, "When did I make you so tired at night?"

Bruce stared at me with a pair of beautiful blue eyes, just looking at me innocently.

The man in the suit crossed his hands on his chest, and sat in front of me with his legs crossed. Even though I pressed my hands on the armrest to ask, he said very calmly, "Uh...you know."

He suddenly showed a big smile to me, "Sometimes it's exhausting just to control yourself."

Do you think you are the Incredible Hulk?I have question marks all over my head.

"That won't work, you have to make it clear."

The closer he got to him, the better he found that Bruce seemed to be in a better mood. He just stared at me quietly. His eyes, which were bluer than the Aegean Sea, looked at me quietly. The temperature in the air seemed to rise a little in an instant. Gao, he and I are looking at each other so close at this moment, so close that we can feel each other's breathing clearly.

Along the bridge of his high nose, I set my eyes on his thin and beautifully shaped lips. I licked my lips and said, "Speak clearly."

Bruce looked at me at the moment, his pupils shrank slightly for an instant, and for some reason, his first instinct was to turn his face away slightly, put his legs down unnaturally, and then cover up his expression at the moment.

I:? ? ?

Wait, are you thinking of some evil play! ?

Just when I squinted my eyes and sat on him for a while, planning to continue interrogating my husband, there was a very rhythmic knocking sound outside the door.

Just turning his head away, Bruce took advantage of my inattention, stretched out his hand and gently pressed my waist, then carried me to the side and sat down, and said something to the door, "Please come in."

Seeing someone push the door in, I glared at Bruce and sat down quickly. He seemed to have received my gaze, and the smile on his face widened further.

In the next second, we saw one of our employees leading a somewhat cautious-looking boy in like this. The other party was wearing a slightly loose suit, with brown curly hair, and his face looked very immature and delicate. A few freckles can be vaguely seen. When the other party saw us, he shrunk his shoulders slightly. The boy rubbed his hands, looked a little embarrassed and smiled and greeted us, "Hi, wow , Hello."

The faces of the people in front of him changed instantly, as if they wanted to say something about the children behind him, but they held back because we were there.

On the contrary, my husband stood up in a particularly approachable manner, then walked up to him and said with a smile, "Welcome, who is this person?"

Seeing him pretending not to care, I certainly understand his mood at the moment. The curly-haired boy in front of us said a little flattered, "Hi, hello, Mr. Wayne, my name is Peter, yes, Peter Parker."

He paused, then instinctively stretched out his hand and put it in front of my husband, and said, "From Queens, New York, uh... should I say luck!?"

The person in front of him coughed a little, and then the little curly hair immediately stiffened, and then scratched his head, just when he was about to retract his hand, my husband reached out and shook it gently.

He raised his eyebrows, "You can call me Bruce."

Then Bruce turned his head and looked at me, then smiled and said, "Bruce Wayne."

"Hello, Bruce."

What a silly, sweet boy.

The boy's expression was very flattered, and then he took my husband's hand and began to shake. I also walked to his side with a smile.

"Okay." I leaned on Bruce's side and said to the employee who was afraid that Peter Parker would offend my husband, "You can go out now."

The other party nodded as if he had been pardoned, and then hurriedly walked out in front of us. As soon as he walked out, Peter Parker also heaved a long sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned.

The very lively young man immediately recovered his true colors, he couldn't restrain his smile, and started very naturally, "Oh, you must not know, I have known you before, and now I see you for the first time Your appearance really surprised me, after all, you look so young, and you are not the same as Mr. Stark."

"I'm not saying that Mr. Stark is not very good." The little chatterbox started chattering in front of us, "It's just that you give me a very different feeling, and I dare not show my anger when I stand in front of you. "

"Is this your wife? She looks better than last time..."

The little spider, who almost fell off the horse in a second, immediately changed her words, "No, I mean, she looks really good."

thanks……

My husband kept smiling, and then his expression still started to be in a trance. He didn't know what he thought of, and he even felt a little helpless.

And the little robin in front of us continued to chirp, and continued to talk to us happily, "Did I talk a little too much? Did I talk a lot?"

"But it's really exciting. I didn't expect my school to arrange my internship to come here. It's so cool."

The boy acted like a hip-hop boy even in a suit. He seemed to notice the silence between the two of us, so he pressed his chest to confirm, "Sorry, should I be more serious?"

My husband said with a confused expression, "It's okay."

"That's good. You know I'm very nervous when I come here. When I'm nervous, I tend to talk a lot." The boy stared at my husband and blinked his innocent eyes, "Mr. Wayne, are you nervous?" ?”

Bruce looked like he didn't know how to deal with this kid, and he said with difficulty, "No."

"But to be honest, I'm really nervous. You are such a kind person. So what do you need me to do later? What do you do as a secretary? My aunt also did this job before. I said I would come to Wei When En Enterprise went to work, she was much more nervous than me, although I also know that this resume can make my profile look better, but I have never done these things..."

My husband's expression at this moment is about to touch his forehead.

That's true... the most you may do are good people and good deeds, such as helping an old lady cross the road or something.

I smiled and patted Bruce on the shoulder, then commented on the chattering young man in front of me, "He's a very lively boy, isn't he?"

Bruce couldn't help but secretly touched his forehead.

"By the way, my dear..." I turned my head to look at Bruce, who had a slight headache, "Go and bring us a few glasses of orange juice, I'm a bit thirsty."

"Ah, do you want to drink water? Is this something I should do? I mean..." The boy couldn't stop once he opened his mouth, looked at us curiously with his eyes open, and asked very seriously, " I'm a secretary after all."

Bruce turned and walked quickly, "It's okay, I'll get a glass of water."

The boy nodded dryly, "Oh, okay..."

Seeing Bruce go straight to the next door, I immediately turned my head to stare at the teenager in front of me, squinted my eyes and said with a smile, "Hi, welcome, New York superhero."

The young man froze for a moment, and then his whole expression went blank in an instant, and his face turned pale in an instant.

After a long time, he closed his mouth obediently for the first time and only said one sentence.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"really?"

I looked at him and smiled slightly, "Spider-Man."

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