Win Wayne

When she frowned, she looked like a demanding and unreasonable teacher. Barry shrank his head back a little scared, and heard her sigh, and lovingly touched Wen's face.

This little human gesture plucked up the courage for Barry to ask, "Can I ask her what's... about it? I mean, the pills."

"Wendy is prone to allergies." The doctor said, "She is a premature baby with congenitally deficient immune function and has been under high-intensity stress for a long time. Many daily objects are her allergens."

Insufficient immune function, high levels of stress...

The former sounds very Batbaby, the latter sounds very Batbaby.

"In addition to this, she has serious psychological problems, but she refuses to receive counseling from a psychologist, whether it is drug counseling or general communication." The doctor continued.

She took a look at the food Barry brought, and stirred the porridge to identify the type of shredded pork in the porridge.

"It's pork and chicken." Barry tensed up, "No, no problem?"

"No problem," she said. "I don't know exactly what allergens Wendy is allergic to, but chicken and pork are fine. She hates being known about her allergies—she hates being seen as vulnerable and needy." Protection. But she is vulnerable and needs protection."

"Aren't you a doctor?" Barry whispered, and he glanced at Wen's sleeping face with a guilty conscience, "Can you check it?"

The doctor showed a half-smile expression: "She signed an agreement with us for medical treatment half a year ago, and our agreement has a lot of clauses that need to be followed. If I did this without her permission, I have no doubt that she will sue Hospitals are bankrupt."

Well, it's off the bat.

When Wen woke up, he felt very bad about himself.

This tattered body has never been better, but this time is still the worst, Wendy is furious deep in her consciousness, and Wendy has always been easily influenced by the instinct of this body.

She curled up in a ball on the hospital bed, feeling an uneasiness so strong that she wanted to jump out of the window immediately.

The cubicle was too bright and empty, empty except for the bed, not even a place to hide; at the same time it was so small and crowded that it could barely fit a bed, and the light filled the room. It's full, everything is clearly visible, if someone shoots at the door at this time, she can't dodge at all...

However, Wen retorted in his heart, no one would suddenly shoot outside the door.

Wendy didn't answer, she just sank, sank again, until she reached the deepest point.

Wen was very relieved, because her salty fish instinct finally gained the upper hand again. Everyone knows that salty fish is aimless, and she thinks about it as soon as she thinks about it, loose and loose.

At the most tense time, Xianyu can feel his own stability, comfort and safety deep in his consciousness.

She sat up and found a bandage in the shape of a lace bow was pasted on the back of her hand, as if it had just been hung with water.She lifted the blanket and got out of the hospital bed, opened the curtains and went out, only to find that Barry was sitting outside with nothing to do, playing with his mobile phone.

"Are you awake?" He quickly turned his head to lock onto Wen's position, "I brought you porridge, drink some, it's still hot."

When the doctor was away, Barry put all the porridge on the table, Wen sat down, drank a small spoonful of porridge, relaxed his brows and eyes, and drank the porridge in small sips.

Doesn't look like you don't like bland food, Barry thought.

He took the initiative to tell Wen: "you slept for nearly two hours, and now it's dark. Don't you have class tomorrow? It's better to ask the teacher for leave, and, you..."

This bat cub is a real lone bat cub.

Two hours was enough for Barry to figure out a small part of Wen's identity. Judging from the information in this hospital, they didn't know what Wen's name was. Kind of like Wonder Woman (WonderWoman).

Maybe a heroine can get along with Wen, but it's not certain, a heroine usually appreciates a strong female warrior more...

Barry imagined freely for a moment what would happen if Wen was exposed to the league before pulling back to realize a poignant reality.

It is obvious that Wen is deliberately concealing his identity and position.

The cub of the bat family + concealing identity + living alone = ran away from home after quarreling with the bat

Logically, the equation holds.

... It's okay for other bat cubs to run away from home, but Barry stared at Wen worryingly, such a fragile cub, actually learned to run away from home?

But it’s not right, the black air pressure of the bats during each generation of Robin ran away was ridiculously heavy, why did the bats behave like nothing happened when Wen ran away?

Based on the bat's style, Barry believed that the bat must have known Wen's location for a long time.

...He didn't catch her and go home!

Barry scratched his lungs with curiosity.

He dawdled around Wen's side, wanting to ask a question, but he didn't know how to speak, and was almost suffocated by his curiosity.

After enduring Barry's doubts that almost materialized for a few minutes, Wen chose to give up his resistance: "What do you want to ask me?"

"Where's your family?" Barry blurted out.

Damn, why do you care so much about her family relationship, this can't be... Oh yes, she is no longer a mature big sister in her 20s, she is a young girl, because of her thin body, she may be only ten Five or six years old.

When I saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl who was sick late at night and no one asked about it, my first reaction was to ask her parents...

Well, that's a normal reaction too.

Wen knew it was time to lie again.

Fortunately, when she first started this lie, she gave the unknown father an "irresponsible" persona. Looking at it now, she was really too prescient at that time!

Wen began to simmer emotionally.

"...My family?" She smiled wryly, "There is nothing to say about my family. I am an adult and I can be independent."

That's right, adults who run away from home, can that count as running away from home?She already has independent powers!

Barry was not surprised at all when Wen said that he ran away from home. Barry politely expressed shock: "Really? Why? You are, you should still be in school, right?"

"I graduated." Wen walked through the process and introduced his boarding life at the ballet school, "... I was rarely allowed to go home."

Barry thought about Wen's allergy-prone constitution and low immunity, and then thought about Gotham, which was rainy, cold and humid all year round, with poor air quality and never considered livable.

...does it sound okay?

Wen went through the process again and introduced his imaginary father, imaginary adoptive brother, and imaginary half-brother.

Barry: Wait a minute?What did you say? ?The bat family also has an undisclosed bat cub?Or biological? ? ?

Barry: Too much!Even bats, it's too much to say nothing without telling us!

"...Actually, he treats his adopted brother better than me, and I can accept it." Wen said, "Some people treat their adopted children better and put their biological children in the back row. The father...I want to believe that he is this type."

Are there really such mindless people in the world?Wendy doubted the authenticity very much. Even if it was true, she would only sincerely feel that this person must have lost his mind.

Sick!

"But, but he is also very good to the youngest brother." Wen emptied his mind, and these words gushed out like water, coherent and logical.

She felt that it was the instinct of the body.

Since she herself has absolutely no idea how to lie, Wendy must be an expert at lying.

"...I hate that arrogant brat," Wen said, forgetting himself. "I don't know if you have ever met that kind of person: in his eyes, you don't exist."

This sentence was too short, but Wen miraculously understood the meaning of this sentence. The kid's gaze was so indifferent, it was no different from a sofa rug when he looked at her.

He was defiant.

But in the whole family, he was only defiant in front of her.

"Because I don't deserve it," Wen said.

The weak do not deserve to be looked down upon by him.

She was thinking about this feeling, but unfortunately... she didn't understand, she really didn't understand.

Although I can understand that being completely ignored will hurt people's self-esteem, but Xianyu has no self-esteem... No, it cannot be said that he has no self-esteem, but Wen doesn't care about other people's affirmation at all.

What kind of emptiness do you have to be in your heart to rely on the affirmation of others to establish yourself.

Moreover, the personality attribute of arrogance is only cute in virtual works, which makes people want to scream.Wen also likes arrogant characters, hey who doesn't?Anyway, it's fake.

In reality?

Sick!

This time the lie seems to be a bit false... Although from the perspective of the plot, it is a perfect and unsolvable conflict.

Wenduo hoped that she could find some kind of switch on her body, press it, and the lie would be automatically completed and generated.

It's a pity that there is no such switch, the body's instincts will be poured out, and as for emotions, she has to make up by herself.

She repeated: "...I don't deserve it."

You don't deserve it, every movement of that brat hints at this, his indifferent eyes are sharper than any sharp weapon, but she doesn't hate him, because his ignorance is just nakedly revealing that everyone is clear Chu reality.

In this family, she never existed.

There was a diaphragm between her and them, sharp, thick, impenetrable.

But it's completely transparent, and her adoptive brother is very gentle to her, and her father is gentle to her--as long as she doesn't disobey him--so much so that she often forgets herself and thinks she is really a member of the family. .

Well Wen knew what to say next.

A sense of estrangement, not being recognized, not valued, these are the core.

"They're a circle among themselves, they have a secret, and I'm the only one in the family who doesn't know the contents of this secret." She said, "I rarely stay in Gotham, and my father... rarely visits me. .”

Wen was silent for a while.

...What the hell should I write next?She is out of words!

So she blinked a bit, trying to create an atmosphere of sadness, not sure if she succeeded or failed, because Barry's expression was indescribable.

She felt that what she made up was already a rubbish father that few people could match, but why did Barry have such an expression...

Not that he thought the non-existent father was doing the right thing.

But why does Barry's expression, "I think this incident is horrible", also mean "I'm not surprised at all"?

Wen was very confused.

... Forget it, even if Barry knew or met some terrible people who fit her fiction, it had nothing to do with her.

She doesn't really have a father, so she doesn't have to worry about her father being innocent.

Probably not, Wendy?

—No father.Dad is dead.

Although Wendy's attitude towards her has always been cold, but this time she always feels that she is particularly impatient... Forget it, Wendy's irascibility is normal.

Dad is dead, that's okay.