Mrs Wayne

Bruce Wayne woke up from his sleep. This time he raised his head and looked at the surrounding environment. There was no one beside the bed. The dark sheets and the curtains that completely covered the sky made him feel extremely strange. familiar.Bare-The man with the upper body naked has incomparably perfect muscles and lines. Because of years of exercise, his shoulders are wider and wider than ordinary people, and his arms have tight muscles. He stretched out his hands and rubbed himself There was some pain in the temples, and then he rolled out of the bed and put on a gray silk pajamas.

Wayne's mansion is still deserted, empty and almost without a trace of popularity. The almost depressing color makes people only think of cold when they see it. This is a completely different feeling from that place.Obviously, it is also Wayne's mansion, and the layout has not changed much, but the colors inside are extraordinarily bright.

Maybe it's because people's moods are different. Bruce came down from the stairs and sat down at the dining table. The whole Wayne's manor was still quiet and he was the only one sitting there.

There was only deathly silence in the whole room.

This is not any different from before, originally.

His face became more and more ugly. Although he himself knew that he shouldn't think so, he still couldn't help but recall yesterday, yes, what he looked like yesterday.

Whether it was the person by the bed or at the dining table, he was not the only one. He was suspicious by instinct and even wondered if what he saw was another conspiracy by the enemy. He even suspected before that it might be a scarecrow or someone else A new weapon, after all, there are too many strange enemies here in Gotham.

Or maybe it was a dream...

But no dream has ever been so realistic, so people can’t forget, obviously they are sitting at the dining table, but their parents are still alive, they will sit at the dining table discussing how the weather will be today, and my mother will care She asked him how his body was today. In such a life, even the fine ups and downs and particles in the sunlight made him feel so nostalgic.

If they are still alive...

If I hadn't left the theater early because I was afraid of the bats in the theater, my life now might be like everything that happened there.

His parents will bring him up with good affection. According to them, he should be a very naughty child, even if he grows up to be a naughty libertine, which will make them worry constantly, and then marry a The seemingly shrewd and petite wife was arranged to inherit the family business.

Bruce took a deep breath. He had a wife, which, to be honest, surprised him a bit.

In the darkness, he never thought about getting married. Although he felt relieved of the death of his parents at this moment, he still thought that he was just a lone walker in the darkness. He never thought that he would have a wife.

And the other party is so indescribable, she will stick so close, whether it is with mother or father, they get along with ease, like a little sun, always wanting to blend herself with her.

That kind of wonderful love, even if he is as cautious as him, can detect the truth in it.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and Ah Fu shouted from behind, "Master, you look a little tired, did you not sleep well last night?"

Bruce pulled it out of his memories, and he rubbed his temples again, but the anxiety in his heart didn't decrease in the slightest. If he hadn't seen that scene, he might not have felt it, but he had seen his parents and his own. ...The way his wife was eating together, he suddenly felt that the dining table in front of him was too cold.

His heart seemed to be torn apart, divided into two halves, one half was telling him not to fall into Bruce, there was a terrible sweet trap; the other half seemed to be completely out of his control, frantically recalling the sweetness His reason and emotions were constantly intertwined, which made it hard for him to swallow the food in front of him, and his throat was slightly tight, so he couldn't help but speak.

"Ah Fu, if they are still alive..."

The housekeeper who had been with him said unceremoniously, "Oh, if the master and madam are still alive, they definitely don't want to see you, young master, you'd better eat your breakfast quickly, or it will be cold. "

Hearing this, Bruce smiled helplessly, "Ah Fu, you're always like this..."

"Master, did you dream about the master and madam again?"

Ah Fu's inquiry made him fall into a deeper silence. It would be fine if he only dreamed of them, but it was more like he went to a parallel world, where his parents did not die tragically, and he also married a young wife. A world of happiness and beauty.In that world, Gotham is no longer as sinful as it is now, and even Penguin is just an ordinary person who has been living with his mother, Bruce squeezed the fork in his hand, and said after a long time ,"nothing."

Although such a parallel world is very beautiful, it does not belong to him, nor does it belong to Batman.

Although he didn't know why he saw such a world, he couldn't immerse himself in it anymore. After finishing his breakfast numbly, Bruce, who had just returned to his room, faced the empty room, and suddenly felt a kind of Tired and cold.

This is a feeling he has never had before. Even when he was sitting on the bed, he would only think about how to protect Gotham, or what the enemy's next plan is, but when he was sitting on the bed in that world, There will be a wife next to him, chirping like a happy little sparrow, grabbing his arm and asking him to play Superman today.

That woman, he still doesn't know her name, maybe he should have figured out who she is according to his character, but Bruce didn't do it.

He always feels that once something has taken the first step, it is difficult to take it back.

Suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable, he stood up and came to the edge of the window, looking at Gotham not far away.

He only saw the gloomy city that seemed to be shrouded in fog all year round. Even the light of day could not dispel his own sins. In every corner of this city, everyone seemed to be burdened with the sins and pains of Gotham. While living numbly, his gaze gradually became firm, and he will continue to guard Gotham.

Guard the city that his father once told him needs to be guarded.

Gotham needs him, and they, the people of that world, probably don't need him.

Bruce, who was thinking like this, waited until night after catching the scarecrow hard again, and dragged his tired body back to Wayne's mansion. He was lying on the bed just now, and when he opened his eyes, he felt like he was about to melt. .

It's really going to melt.

In the scorching sun, he seemed to be being scorched crazily by the sun. When he raised his head, he could almost squint his eyes and look at the sky. When he lowered his head, he saw that he was wearing a white shirt and blue jeans. He usually doesn't choose to wear clothes at all. At this moment, he is standing in the garden, and there is a wonderful glass greenhouse in front of him, and he is holding a shovel in his hand very funny.

Bruce carefully observed the surrounding environment. This is Wayne's mansion, but there seems to be something different.

He didn't remember that there was a transparent greenhouse in his manor, but when he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a familiar female voice, "Sweetheart, what are you doing?"

He turned around, only to see a woman wearing a straw hat with raven black curly hair, just walking towards him with a smile. The other party had a pair of very, very indescribable eyes, and when she saw him, she would twitch slightly. Curved, it looks like a nice black pearl.Bruce looked at the other party carefully, only to see the woman who claimed to be his wife blinked like this. Although she was Asian, the other party looked extraordinarily white and tender, wearing a long white dress in the sun, the whole person looked like It was as if she was going to shine, and she was still holding a large handful of red roses that looked like flames in her arms.Looking at him, the other party involuntarily showed a sweet smile on his face. The smile became more rosy against the red rose in his arms, "Are you going to take care of the garden again?"

Bruce's eyes instantly became a little subtle, is it in this dream again?Or in a parallel world.

He carefully observed his wife. Although she was of Asian descent, she had a slender waist, straight legs, and a fair and delicate neck like the diameter of a lily. The way she stood there holding a rose made her even more beautiful. Like a beautiful flower in full bloom, it is a calm and gentle beauty.

Have you come to this world again?

Bruce quickly adjusted his expression, blinked at his wife in front of him, and shrugged helplessly, "It seems that you have discovered it."

Such a statement obviously made the other party unaware that he had changed. The other party's smile became sweeter and sweeter while holding the red rose, and the arc of those bright red lips became wider and wider.

"So, my dear Bruce, are you going to continue tidying up his secret garden this afternoon?"

"It looks like this." Bruce continued to shrug his shoulders, pretending to be casual, "After all, beautiful flowers always need to be cared for."

The other party rushed over at once, and Lian Ren rushed into his arms with the rose. The fragrance in his arms made him instinctively almost pinch the other party's shoulders, but the next second, he let go after being tightly hugged. Hands that push themselves out.

"I'm so happy, Bruce, I was so happy when I received this gift."

The other party raised his head and looked at him with those eyes full of love. The emotion in those eyes was so pure, as if he was the only one in this world. The wife holding a rose stared at him, It was as focused as if he had just stared at Gotham, and the emotion in those eyes was so intense that it almost burned his whole being.

His hands were still on the other person's shoulders, ready to push him away at any time. The tip of his nose smelled of women and roses, but his heart moved slightly.

The other party leaned over again, and whispered softly against his arms, "My husband, this rose is so beautiful."

"You once said that you want me to see the roses you planted for me every day when I wake up." The other party said with a smile, "It's really beautiful."

"I love you, Bruce, it's so nice to meet you."

Bruce suddenly didn't know what to say, he lowered his eyes and looked at the woman leaning on his arms, his expression became more and more complicated.

He heard the voice of the other party who couldn't hide his joy and love, "You are the best man in Gotham, not the world. As long as I think of waking up every day, I will have such a surprise, I really didn't expect it at all."

Bruce was silent for a long, long time, so long that he heard his own answer, "Yeah, who would have thought that."

The author has something to say:

White Bat: Yeah, who the hell would have thought of that... I gave it to you, you bastard.

Black Bat: Damn, I didn't expect that either!