Is she blooming today? [Zhongyingmei]

After losing her, did you miss her?

——How could you not miss it? It was his little flower, which was wrinkled and ugly, and had just sprouted. She hadn't reached the age of blooming, and she had only absorbed nutrition and actively grown up, but she stayed in it for a long time. After that moment, I will never grow up again.

The little girl in the photo is smiling awkwardly, she doesn't like to take pictures, her eyes are timid and vigilant when looking at the camera, and she grabs the chair that hides most of her body and sits on a man with a handsome face They are all gloomy, that is the gloomy indifference caused by mental illness and other people's strange eyes all year round, but they still try their best to pull out a smile and keep it on the photo.

They all only hope to preserve this moment better, if after many years, the little flower has grown up and bloomed, and can no longer sit on Papa's arm, but every appearance of her in the past is imprinted on his In the heart, and the photo is the medium, it is easy to recall that moment and the scene of cuddling each other.

In the single confinement room with dim light and narrow space, only a little light came in through the very high and narrow windows. In such a gloomy and cold environment, he sat askew on the only chair, and placed it on the table in front of him. There are many photos, but he only holds the only photo of them together in his hand.

The posture is relaxed and leisurely, the expression on his face seems to have no fluctuations, there are thin creases at the end of his eyes, and the eyes are also tired and painful. After looking at the photo for a long time, his fingers slowly groped, one by one. A little bit of sadness climbed up the corners of the brows and eyes.

How could he not be sad, he lost his beloved little flower.

From the time she was owned by him to the day they separated forever, it was the day before her birthday, and they had been with each other for five years just one day away. Watching her grow from eight to 13 years old, no matter what Still a little girl.

He thought they still had a long time, but everything would not be perfect, the flowers withered in his palm, and he could do nothing, at most he avenged her and sent all those who hurt her to the realm of death , These garbage and scum do not need to be judged by God.

——Even if the sentence of the world is unnecessary, he has completed everything, and wishes them to fall into hell forever, and don't disturb his treasures that have fallen into eternal sleep.

The little flower with such a broken soul was on the verge of withering and dying several times in the past, but because of the existence of dear papa by her side, she was willing to endure the pain like that, choking the pain and mourning in her throat, the clear green His eyes were washed and washed by tears, but he stubbornly stayed in the world.

On many nights, feeling the cruelty of her presence, she was never at rest in her sleep, curled up in a small ball, in a desperately insecure position, trembling or sobbing unconsciously, loving her The man can hardly bear the pity and love, and wants to free her completely, from such an unbearable world that makes her fearful and disturbed to the eternal kingdom——

But he was reluctant and couldn't bear it, this was his little girl, she still had such a delicate side, she would hide in his arms to seek shelter, and she would give him soft and shy close kisses, grabbing his With a small smile on his arms, he is innocent and immature when he bends his eyes.

She is so alive.

How could anyone be willing to hurt her?

He finally taught Xiaohua to speak and express, brought her out of the irrepressible negative emotions, let her learn to control her emotions, and understand what problems she has... Only when she understands her own flaws can she turn them into ordinary ones. Then don't worry about it.

Illness is not a big deal, she is just sick, it doesn't matter whether it is cured or not, the important thing is that she needs to grow up happily and healthily, and needs to survive forever. Let go of the sources of her pain and uneasiness.

He shielded her from the wind and rain and taught her how to live—even if the weak were rejected in this land and the losers of life were not allowed to survive, they were equally powerless, but they were still fighting against fate.

A small flower sprouts from a broken seed that may not grow. She is ugly and weak, like a gust of wind can blow off a tender seedling. The man carefully nurtured and cared for her, not only carefully cultivated and watered, but also built a suitable The greenhouse where the seedlings grow, and often take her to bask in the sun, and occasionally decorate her with one or two beautiful small stones as a surprise...

She may or may not know that she is also a surprise in his life. Since she came to him, they are inseparable. , even adopted as a criminal of the geographical mark, but not to become the criminal leader after him.

"Flora, you can't forget, your name is Ceira Fleck."

"It will be with you for the rest of your life."

——The name I gave you will accompany you for the rest of your life. In this not too long period of life, we share weal and woe and are inseparable. You are the continuation of my life and the last relative I care about.

It's easy but hard to comfort a scarred, pitiful, terrified child. She can't be deceived, because what she does and thinks is felt, and no one is ignorant. Only by opening their arms without reservation, accepting tolerance, can they embrace each other, absorb each other's warmth, and exist as each other's salvation.

Undoubtedly, they are the only ones for each other, becoming existences like beliefs and bonds.

But why is the fate attached to him in this world so cruel?The last warmth passed through the fingers, the dark clouds covered the old sun, all the warmth and softness of laughter were gone, the sound of the wind was silent in the dark night, and the lights of thousands of houses were all pale, this city is still as usual, but He lost everything.

What is even more cruel is the treatment of his little flowers. She finally germinated and took out small leaves. She has such a desire to survive, wants to spend countless birthdays with her dear papa, and receives every year he loves her for her. The little presents and cakes he prepared, maybe he will see her grow up and blossom into a flamboyant and charming look, and he will hold her hand and send it to another person who loves her...

None of this would come true, and she was artificially cut off the seedlings in the end, and since then she has been silent and alone.

When he heard the news of her death and saw the little silent child, the man did not get angry as expected, but quietly and peacefully held a funeral for her. After sending her to the cold and dead grave, his face To the psychiatrist, he confuses it.

It's not that he doesn't want revenge, but that his little flower needs a grand carnival feast to send her away as a mourning memorial.

This crazy man is suitable for committing crimes, and he can easily plunge the whole city into turmoil and panic, not only the bottom people who regard him as a leader, but also the patients in the hospital who know the existence of Little Flower, no matter what the motive is , They unreservedly unveiled the days-long carnival party together, even though most of the followers didn't know what it was for, but the party was so grand and enthusiastic, people wearing clown masks participated in it one after another.

Dances, guns, riots.

There was a sweet and craziest smile on the painted face.

The ridiculously incompetent GCPD was still unable to find and catch him. He climbed up to the high clock tower to enjoy the lively scene, listening to the gunshots everywhere, the panic of people, and the continuous explosion. a city.

Under the curtain of the gray sky, he curled up his mouth again and gave a happy and satisfied smile. There is too much pain hidden under it, and the noise and chaos at night are extremely fascinating. If his little flowers fly to the sky Turned into a little star, will she see this grand scene?

Her favorite papa made up for the missing birthday party, don't blame him for being late and moving too slowly, because he only wants to give her the best.

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When he was brought back to the hospital again, his wrists were shackled, and he sat on a chair and smoked a cigarette for a long time.

The psychiatrist on the opposite side raised his eyes and asked indifferently: "Arthur, why you have to do this?"

In the midst of the smog, he took another puff of the cigarette, without looking at her at all, with careless madness and pleasure in his expression, "Why don't youmourn?"

Why do you not mourn?

Mourn the hopeless city and the numb people who lived in it, or the little flowers you cared for too.

The former is irrelevant, the city has always been like this, and there are too many numb people.

But the latter is his only one.

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Sera had a dream last night, and she forgot everything else, the only thing she remembered was the grand fireworks, and after waking up, she missed her papa for some reason, so she chanted it like that, and she was a little bit unhappy .

But there are also happy things. For example, in the Wayne Enterprises building opposite, a lot of gang members in a bundle were hung from a window on the upper floor. They were unarmed and unable to move their hands and feet. Shaking and swaying in the cold wind, it looks so pitiful, no, it looks very happy.

The little girl had a blank face and no expression, but her clear green eyes opened round involuntarily, looking at the tall black figure flashing past in front of the glass window upstairs, Red Robin also appeared, and there was a machine gun rattling There was the sound of shooting, and then, as expected, I heard the miserable and painful screams. I think Batman is quite...humorous and interesting.

I don't know why I came to this conclusion. Sera took it very seriously, and didn't think there was any problem. She wanted to stay a little longer, but because the situation didn't affect the hospital, another nurse came down to find her, so she just Silently and obediently, he was led back to the ward.

After staying downstairs for nearly half an hour, her hands were already a little cold, so she stuffed them into the charged gray Totoro hand warmer, and slowly turned on the TV to watch.

She likes "Lilo and Stitch", especially Stitch with three pairs of claws and claws.

Looking at that blue alien creature who is ignorant, arrogant and likes to cause destruction, it seems to think of her and her papa. Irritability, boredom and dissatisfaction, she has also suffered pain and discomfort, obviously she has been left behind, but when he saw the unstoppable tears, he still chose tolerance and compromise.

"You are the flower and the thorn that wines in my heart."

But what can I do with you?

The author has something to say:

Gotham villains: Who hasn't dreamed of beating Batman financially?

The Richest Man in Gotham/The Dark Knight in the Vest: It's Impossible

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Goo, I forgot to revise the chapter last night.

Then I downloaded the app during the day, and I didn’t find out how to modify it for a while, so I went to ask my friend.

Then, why didn't I see anything to say in this chapter on the app?Neither can be edited and modified woo.