Win Wayne

Half a month passed too quickly, like eating sugar when you have a cold, the tongue just felt the sweetness, and the sugar was gone.

The time agreed with Bruce Wayne is coming soon, if you want to ask Wen about his current mood, it is regret, very, very regret.

Half a month is too short, she should talk about it for a year or so.

But I also know that the other party is not very likely to agree to let her stay outside for such a long time. At that time, she said that for half a month, Bruce Wayne was very reluctant. It seemed that it was because they had not met for a long time. Only then agreed.

If she had known earlier, he would not have talked nonsense, and she was so emotional that she even said that she came from a parallel world. Wen himself didn't really believe such an exaggerated statement, but Wayne actually believed it.

I don't know what to say.

"Still thinking about your going back soon?" Connor walked over, holding a string of salmon in his hand, "How about grilled fish today?"

"I don't like seafood very much." Wen said, "Can salmon be grilled?"

"There's nothing that can't be grilled." Connor replied, "Don't worry, this kind of fish doesn't have a strong taste. If you don't like it, we'll change it to something else."

"You really know everything." Wen praised him.

"Thank you for the compliment, but these are basic skills necessary for life." Connor laughed at her, "I'm not the same as you, a young lady who spends money to solve problems first."

Wen shrugged and didn't contradict Connor's words.

She was going to Gotham tomorrow, and this was her third visit to Gotham. To Wen, it was a very strange city.

Strange cities are no big deal, the problem is that Gotham has too much horror elements, and the climate is so bad that Wen can't think of half a reason why she might like that city.

But she really doesn't hate Gotham, and is even curious about Gotham because of various Gotham legends.

What bothered her the most was how to face the Wayne family.

Intellectually speaking, what happened in the parallel world has nothing to do with the people in this world, but emotionally speaking, the temperament and behavior style of the two worlds are too similar, and it is difficult for her to control herself to maintain a completely neutral attitude. Really treat the Wayne family as someone you've met for the first time.

In fact, before meeting the Bruce Wayne of this world, Wen was still optimistic about his attitude towards them, but after meeting him...

It can only be said that Bruce's first words after opening the door really scared her.

It was a complete nightmare reenactment.

Saddest of all, she began to feel uneasy about her violent reaction.Anyway, her "family" in this world is innocent.

Wen knows that she is the kind of person who, if the other party hurts her a little, she can backhand hurt the other party ten points without mercy and guilt, but if the other party has never hurt her at all, she will feel strongly if she hurts the other party even one point Nervous and restless.

She doesn't feel guilty either—Gosh, she really is the type with low moral sense, she doesn't feel guilty, but anxiety is more intolerable to Wen than guilt.

At least there is a possibility to make up for the guilt, and the anxiety will only make her want to escape.

Wen's glumness was evident, and Connor put the salmon on the chopping board, watching Wen's expression carefully while handling it.

He said: "If you really don't want to go, I can take you to avoid them. I must always prioritize your acceptance baby, you don't want to see them, then just don't go."

"I think I need to go." Wen said carefully, "I...I have a lot of doubts, a lot of things I can't figure out, about my own family."

Why is Wendy's family so weird?

Why can't they put her first when they know Wendy's situation is bad?

Wen didn't think it was the right way to let the whole family circle around Wendy, but the strangest thing about things was that many times, in her feeling, Wendy's family loved Wendy more than all the glitzy lives of high society, But they just... didn't act in line with what she felt.

Wendy's father loved Wendy more than those female models and actresses, more than the lavish parties, more than the reputation of the surname "Wayne", more than the entire operation of the company, he loved Wendy more than almost everything.

But he's just—it's so inexplicable, he just breaks his promise to Wendy for parties and dates, but he just can't talk to Wendy properly.

Wendy's big brother loves Wendy more than anything a teenager loves, including the freedom to go out whenever she wants, including nights out.

He often dismisses these things because of his scruples about Wendy's thoughts. This is Wendy's guess. After all, he spends too much time with Wendy, and a handsome, enthusiastic and popular teenage boy definitely has a rich life after school.

Football, parties, sneaking into bars, various club activities...Wen Neng reported a lot without blinking his eyelids, but Wendy's elder brother would rather accompany Wendy to go shopping and build blocks, and put most of the The entertainment is all trapped indoors in Wayne's main house.

But Wendy's big brother is going to be late and lie, just not to tell Wendy the truth.

There is also the outrageous resurrection of the second brother from the dead, the extremely meek tolerance of the third brother, and even the youngest brother has an unusual attitude towards Wendy. During the "sibling interaction", he also gritted his teeth and took a step back.

In fact, if Wen lived in this family, someone like her who didn't care too much and was too lazy to think too much could completely accept the unusualness of this family.

However, Wendy was sensitive and suspicious, nervous, and still refused to express her emotions... Alas, Wendy sighed in her heart, and Wendy couldn't be completely blamed.

A person who clearly realizes that she is "abnormal", while the relatives around her are all cautious because of her "abnormality", this will indeed cause great psychological pressure on Wendy.

Everyone's reaction made the situation worse.

"What do you want to know?" Connor put the sliced ​​salmon on the plate.

Wen hesitated to tell Connor.

"You don't have to say it if you don't want to." Connor said, "I don't care."

He really doesn't care.Wen can tell.

She just liked Connor's indifference.

"I think my family has a secret, they have been hiding something from me." Wen whispered, "The whole family knows about it except me, only I don't."

Connor froze.

Wen's eyes widened: "...you know what they're hiding from me! Even you—you know you're not a member of the family! I...Damn! Damn! Damn!"

This incident shocked Wen more than anything else, she was so angry that she wanted to cry, although she knew that this kind of thinking was irrational - but who the hell wasn't irrational?

She now only thinks that her life is a joke, no, Wendy's life is a joke, no, since she also shares Wendy's pain, then Wendy's joke is actually her joke, so her life It's a joke.

It was embarrassing, it was humiliating, it was so fucking unreasonable, it was so fucking crushing, it was--too--suffocating her!

"What the fuck am I? What the fuck am I?" Wen screamed almost broken, "What the fuck am I?"

She knew she couldn't help crying, and she really could. She knew clearly that when she calmed down after the emotional outburst, she would start to feel ashamed and uncomfortable. What good did it do her to make things so ugly?

It's bad to vent, and bad means it's wrong, and she can't be so uncontrollable, and she shouldn't—

go fuck it!

go fuck it!

Wen flung himself on the sofa, buried his face in the pillow and burst into tears.

She didn't even understand why she broke down like this, it's unreasonable, it's not a normal person's behavior, even though her reason tells her that being unable to control herself is the normal state of most people, is it funny, otherwise so many people cheat, cheat, and commit crimes of passion, wouldn't they Don't you know you shouldn't do this?Don't they have a basic understanding?

They did it because they were incompetent and inferior, and she couldn't have done it any more.

She is not an incompetent and low-level person, she is proficient in more than ten languages, her grades can make the world's top schools open their arms and promise full scholarships, the software she makes casually can fetch sky-high prices on the black market, and she can buy Socially pleasing everyone, even her competitors, she...

She can't control herself.

She is sick.

She is abnormal.

"Wen! Baby!" Connor immediately left the work in hand and walked over. He stood beside Wen at a loss, hugging Wen's shoulders blankly, "Do you want to know the secret? I'll tell you, okay, you Father is..."

"No! No! No!" Wen cut him off, crying, "I knew you were going to tell me! Connor! Don't say it!"

"Uh," Connor said, "I know this because I'm Superboy, Wen, do you remember my alter ego? I know it's not because of how much they love me or how important I am, I know it is because--"

"No." Wen cried out of breath, "No, don't say it!"

Connor fell silent immediately.

"...Why didn't you talk?" Wen asked him sobbing, "Do you think, do you think I'm annoying?"

"No, I think it's completely normal for you to be angry about them hiding it from you. Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will be angry. Although you have always been sensible, they are your family after all. You must not bear them treating you like this." Conner honestly said, "I just don't know what to say."

"They, what they kept from me, my affairs, no, that's not the point." Wen choked up and showed his cheeks, "The point, the point is that they all treat me as, as a fool."

"I don't actually think so...but your thoughts must be more important," Connor said without hesitation. "You really don't want to know what the secret is? I'll tell you right away."

"I want to," Wen choked up, "I, of course I want to, but, but you tell me, no, it doesn't make sense. I, I, I want, they tell me."

"Um—did you ever ask them the secret you want to know? God I'm starting to regret asking that question, I shouldn't have asked it," Connor murmured, "Did you It doesn't matter if you didn't ask, what matters is that they should tell you..."

"No, it's not." Wen whispered, "I did, whether I asked is very, very important."

Connor's expression froze for a moment.

"...Wen, honey," he said softly, "you can be—not so empathetic, I mean, you can be less considerate of other people's plight, because your situation is already difficult, you use Don't hold yourself to such high standards. Everyone will collapse because of this kind of concealment, and if your performance is violent, it's not your fault."

"I hate losing control," Wen said. "I don't like lowering my standards."

"Of course, of course, you don't have to like it, I'm just saying, you don't have to be so—bearable with your anger." Connor said, "A lot of times pretending that everything is normal is not helpful if you really want to know , Direct questioning is actually the best way. Especially for your father, there is no better solution than crying and asking him."

"I think I'm so weak." Wen's breakdown had subsided, she said, "I feel like I'm so... sick. I hate that I'm like this, I don't like this state, I like that everything is in the I'm in control, I like that I can control my thoughts and other people's thoughts, I don't like it... crying and asking. I don't like it. It makes me feel childish and incompetent. I hate that feeling, I hate thinking that I Childish and incompetent."

Connor said in his heart that it was really typical—so typical that it couldn't be more typical of the character of the Bat Family.

Just because he knows how typical this character is in the Bat-family, he can better understand the pain of Wen living in that family.

"It's a classic tribulation," he said. "When you're facing an enemy, being out of control means you're immature, but your family isn't your enemy, Wen. They're your family. Family." It’s someone you can expose your weakness and pain to, and you don’t need to feel burdened by it. They’re not your enemy.”

"They never exposed their weaknesses and pain to me." Wen said softly.

Connor: What?Haven't they exposed their weaknesses and pain to you? ? ?

Sorry, although he is Wen's boyfriend, he is also Tim's partner, so he has always maintained a neutral attitude towards the Bat-family's approach.

But now he was going to be angry too.

The way the Bat family does this is really crazy. If you don’t tell your sick daughter the family secrets, yes, she really doesn’t seem like someone who can join the ranks, but even if you don’t tell her the secrets, you still have to, more or less Let me tell you something?

Do you really think your daughter is mentally handicapped?

Didn't even consider the genetic factor?Isn't she stupid?She is indeed mentally fragile, but is there really nothing wrong with her IQ?

"That's their problem." Connor said decisively, "It's all their problem, baby, don't be sad, it's really not your fault."

Intellectually, Wen can accept Connor's comfort.

But actually-

"It's my fault," Wen said. "If only I wasn't sick."

Really, all questions can be satisfactorily answered on her illness, as long as she is not ill, she can become a trustworthy member; as long as she is not ill, she can know what she has always wanted to know but has been concealed Secret; as long as she is not sick, those obstacles from her father will no longer exist, she can do whatever she wants, she doesn't need to think about it, after all, she is really smart enough——

Connor: "..."

He didn't know what to say.

Not sure what exactly is going on in Wen's own world, but seriously, if she's not sick, then of course family secrets can be opened in front of her.

She can join or give up, she can roll her eyes and say "Batman's career is too funny, you should focus on the more realistic part", or she can gladly join in from now on, become a part of the Bat family, and become a part of the secret business. inseparable part.

This disease... robbed her of her choice.

"It's not your fault," Connor said. "No one wants to be sick."

"I know! Of course I know!" Wen cried, "Is it okay if I'm sick?"

No, Connor thought, really not.

Gotham is a place where mentally ill villains run rampant and if you are sick then you are inevitably one of the judged and judged You can no longer expect to be treated like a normal person because you are... you are not normal .

"Wen, baby, this is not something you and I can change." Connor said sadly, "You also know the situation in Gotham, this city really can't stand... another super villain."

This city really can't go through this kind of thing, let alone not just a mental patient, you are the daughter of the Wayne family, you are the daughter of the Bat family.

Batman really couldn't take any more pain.

"I didn't do anything wrong! Never! I'm just... at most I'm just a little personal careless, but there's nothing else, I swear, nothing else!" Wen sobbed, "I—I Didn't make any mistakes, I didn't do anything that really broke the line..."

"Wen," Connor said sadly, "you're just—you just can't accept that you're abnormal, you've got a disease, you need treatment."

"...Yes," Wen said, "Yes. I just can't accept this at all. Am I wrong?"

"You're right," Connor said with certainty.

But for the Bat-Family, which has experienced so many psychotic villains, you really can't trust it.

This is no longer a personal problem. This is another huge problem that is broader and cannot be interfered with or understood. You are only a part of it.

"I'm not wrong," Wyn said. "Just because—yes, doesn't mean I'm safe."

"Yes, this is something your family needs to consider." Connor sighed, "I don't like this development, really, I don't like this kind of development that has no room for resolution—"

But Wen didn't pay much attention to what he was saying.

She thought of what she saw in her dream, she thought of everything that was warm and full of secrets in the dream, she thought of her elder brother's shocked and bewildered expression, and her father's sad but trying to control her smile.

"It's all my fault." Wen whispered, "It's all my fault."

"It's not! Never!" Connor retorted loudly. "Is it you who want this to happen? Is it you who want to be sick? Is it you who want to be an untrustworthy person? It was never yours." wrong!"

"It wasn't my fault," Wen said, "but it was my fault."