Mrs Wayne

When Alfred walked in, Bruce Wayne in pajamas was already leaning against the bed, quietly looking at the garden outside the window, the butler asked curiously with a tray, "Master, what are you looking at? "

After receiving the coffee brought by the butler, Bruce took a sip, then folded his hands on his chest and said calmly, "It's nothing."

"Your sleep looks good lately."

After hearing the butler's evaluation, Bruce showed a relaxed smile, "Really?"

He was still leaning against the window and looking at the scenery outside the window, the expression on his face was very gentle, the morning sun fell on his face, and even made his whole body seem to melt in the light.Alfred has not seen such a relaxed expression on Bruce's face for many years. Most of the time, his young master always carries a lot of things by himself, and he wraps himself impeccably, whether it is from the heart Still from the body, it made him look so inaccessible.

Whether it's those young girls outside, or anyone, no one has ever touched his heart.

The longer the mask is worn, the less people are willing to explore what is behind him, and he himself does not want others to touch it, just like a lonely knight hiding in the dark.

Quietly guarding this almost fallen city, maybe no one will praise his actions, maybe some people will praise his actions, but they are all too far away from him.Alfred knew that his young master didn't need other people's sympathy or... pity, but he still hoped that his young master would be less tired and exhausted. He hoped that the other party's happiness didn't end in that night more than ten years ago , he hoped that there would be someone other than himself who would always be by his side.

Wayne Manor is very big, but it is very cold, and it is so cold that you can hardly hear any laughter.

"And the night watch didn't seem to disturb your good mood."

Hearing this, the smile on Bruce's face softened slightly, and then his blue eyes once again fell into the garden not far away, where some tender green grass and a few flowers could be faintly seen in the garden under the sunlight. Delicate flowers, Bruce said after a moment of silence, "Maybe the mood is different."

"Oh?"

He didn't go any further, but even if he saw the same flowers and plants as usual, he was in a good mood.

They all have the same life, and they all have the same enemies, but there are some differences. Even if it is the clown that disgusts him the most, Bruce doesn't feel too much bored with him.

This is a completely different feeling. He carries the whole of Gotham on his back, and he is always moving forward. He knows every part of Gotham like the back of his hand. No one knows Gotham better than him, and the more he understands him. more painful.These super criminals have brought him great mental depression. He even wonders whether his appearance is good or bad for Gotham all the time. another swamp.

The persistent harassment of those super criminals made him tireless.

Always on the edge of the cliff, only one step away from breaking himself, Bruce became more and more silent. He was like a black hole wrapped in these negative emotions, absorbing the darkness of the entire city day after day.But it was different in that world. He was relaxed and happy every day. When he was Batman, besides a nagging brat, he also had a hamburger brought by his wife.

The completely different state of mind made Bruce feel happy even seeing the flowers in the manor.

What he thinks most now is that maybe he can bring some cupcakes to his little wife during the next night patrol, but compared to this, Bruce suddenly said, "Sometimes I think, maybe Batman is alone. It's not enough to face the darkness of this city, and we need some extra help."

Alfred was slightly stunned when he heard this, and looked at Bruce with relief in his eyes, "Master, have you finally figured it out?"

"Yes." Bruce thought of the scene of working with Spider-Man in another world, and then fell into a brief silence, "Sometimes a team is far better than one person."

"It looks like something touched you, and you seem to have someone."

Bruce fell silent again, and then the image of Peter Parker automatically appeared in his mind, "Maybe I need a mockingbird."

"But not him."

The Spider-Man of this world should stay in his own place.

Alfred: ?

Bruce paused, and then the man with folded arms smiled and said, "I have to find a robin who is not so talkative. Sometimes, I wonder how Tony Stark endures him."

And when it comes to Tony Stark, Bruce's first reaction turned out to be the appearance of his little wife beating Loki, and the smile on his face suddenly became more gentle, and his eyes once again fell on the garden not far away. As if he still remembered the image of standing in front of Thomas and Martha with his dog in his arms yesterday, Bruce took a deep breath, and then said in a low voice, "Besides, there is the Court of Owls that needs our attention even more. I always thought that they no longer existed, but now it seems that they have been hiding in dark corners."

He will find out what they really are, in order to protect them.

"I am very happy, master."

Alfred suddenly smiled and said, "You look completely different from before, I don't know what changed you."

Under Bruce's puzzled gaze, his butler handed him slices of bread and jam, "But it's not a bad thing, you look much more energetic now."

"At least like a young man."

Bruce was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I just..."

He paused, and then said softly, "I think there might be something really exciting in this world." It's just people who make him happy.

"Then I'm sorry to remind you, you still have a date with those girls later, if the young master of the Wayne family hasn't dominated the headlines for a long time." Alfred paused, "It might make people feel bad Guess, but if you have no personal interest in it, of course I won't force it."

Bruce paused, "Okay, I see, where are we going next?"

After he took the phone, he added in confusion, "Chanel's fashion store, oh... how come it's there?"

Of course, it was to get him to pay. Bruce came to the so-called Chanel store and just sat on the seat bored, waiting for the tabloid reporters to take pictures of him throwing money for women. The women who are competing for beauty, many of them are even famous ballet dancers and movie actors in Gotham, every word of it will make people envy Master Wayne's luck, but in fact, for Bruce, he can't remember these things at all The woman's name and face.

Their only role is to show what a spendthrift and slutty man he is, so that no one will associate him with Batman. We should be thankful that this world does not have his little wife, otherwise, seeing this scene, no matter which newspaper After sending it out, Bruce felt that based on his wife's personality, he probably wouldn't have a good life.

Might have to sleep on the floor... Worse than that, what if there is a divorce.

Seeing those women rushing into the counter with a smile, Bruce actually didn't want to sit here for a minute longer, all he could think about was how to find the owl court and his family members from another world.Just when he was bored, he started flipping through the album in his hand, and when he came to his senses, he had already read the entire album. Chanel used to use pearls as his design concept. Compared with most other clothing, she The overall style is sweeter and more suitable for the pure and delicate temperament of Asians.Bruce never cared about these so-called famous brands and clothes before, but when he turned to one of the pages, he saw only a female model wearing a white dress with pearls hanging from her neck, and he was stunned for a moment.

The model boldly adopted an oriental woman. The woman Bruce didn't know dressed the whole dress in an extraordinarily elegant and attractive way. The waist-cutting and black and white matching made the whole dress simple and elegant, as if walking from the sky. Come down the Venus of the East.

His little wife will look good in it.

Words like this popped up in Bruce's mind in an instant. When he was flipping through the pages, the women not far away had already chosen their bags and clothes, and they flocked over like this. Some Even put on clothes directly.

Bruce raised his head and glanced at the things and clothes in their hands, none of them looked as good as Roxi.

As the benefactor who paid the money, the little prince of Gotham said willfully, "Hey, my girls, why did you choose this one?"

"Why don't we go next door and have a look."

The Gotham swinger smiled and said to the blondes in front of him, "Maybe there's something you guys like better next door."

Blondes: ? ? ?

The next day, after Bruce finished work, he couldn't hold back his excitement. Like an excited kid, he took Peter Parker and drove to the center of Gotham in this world. In another world, the same clothing store.

Peter Parker had never been to a woman's shop before, and he stood there awkwardly at the moment, waiting until the little spider curiously picked up the price tag and glanced at it, and then he was about to leave with the wind.

Standing in the store, he whispered tremblingly, "Sir, what are we doing here?"

Bruce Wayne stood in the store, a tall, straight and handsome man, after attracting the attention of countless people, he said unhurriedly, "I want to buy something."

Only then did the little spider nod in understanding, with a bright smile on his face, "So that's the case, I do want to buy things for Aunt Mei sometimes, so which one do you like?"

Bruce didn't answer this question, he came directly to the clerk, and the handsome man smiled at the clerk to confirm, "Is this the clothes you have here?"

The clerk nodded. He obviously heard what Bruce said just now, so he confirmed with a smile, "Do you want to buy a bag or a dress for your lover?"

"No, no, you misunderstood." The young man in a suit pointed at the whole store with a smile, and then said calmly, "Wrap up all your new models here, from here to here, I will gone."

The little spider whose smile completely disappeared: ...

The clerk couldn't help but confirm, "All of them? Sir?"

Looking around at the men, when his eyes passed over those clothes, he felt the real joy of shopping for the first time. As long as he thought that the people who saw the clothes later could wear these clothes and be pleasantly surprised, Bruce felt like buying them for the first time. Stuff is one thing that makes him feel happy enough.

The president of Wayne's family, the prince of the entire Gotham, has a man who may not be able to spend money in hundreds of lifetimes. For the first time, he feels that being rich is indeed a particularly good thing.

He paused, and then said thoughtfully, "Maybe I should buy your store." In this way, no one will clash with her little wife, or the store can be changed into a private design store.

The little spider who saw it all happen: ? ? ?

"Okay, I'm going to buy this place, I'm going to buy your main store."

Clerk: ? ? ?

Little Spider:? ? ?

I shouldn't be here, I really don't understand the thinking of rich people, why are they so rich! ?

Maybe I will no longer be pure after returning to my normal life, the boy who had just received Mrs. Wayne's salary thought with mixed feelings.

And when he followed Mr. Bruce to buy pearls, he felt even more uncomfortable and entangled in his heart. When he saw the ruthless Batman at night holding clothes and jewelry and giving them to his wife like this, he couldn't bear it anymore. keep thinking.

Oh, in fact, Mr. Bruce is not so cold, his look at night that you say one more word, I will be angry is just aimed at him. QWQ

very nice.

Especially seeing the sincere and happy smile on Mr. Bruce's face when he gave the clothes to his wife.

It's nice to have a wife...it's nice to have money...

I also want to fall in love, but what is he thinking, he has no money at all.

Life is so hard, woo woo woo.

The author has something to say:

Buy, buy, buy for my wife, happy and happy...