I'm the villain in Gotham

Erberist was aching all over.

There was a voice next to him, which made him feel uneasy.He frowned, hoping to shake off the faint noises, but to no avail, and then he was woken up by voices.

"...I think his condition should be much better-oh." The man was talking to someone with his head lowered, when he suddenly noticed his open eyes, and the words he wanted to say suddenly twisted in his mouth, his face Showing a kind smile: "Are you awake?"

Erberister stared at the man and said nothing for a moment.He looked around calmly, and found that he was in an ordinary room, surrounded by retro decorations, they were not brand new, but showed a kind of aristocratic demeanor that had been precipitated by time.

Nothing out of the ordinary as expected, thankfully it doesn't look like he's in a bad situation.

Seeing Erberist's vigilance, the man didn't feel offended, nodded kindly to him, and took a step back intimately, hoping that he would feel safer because of this: "Hello, I'm Thomas Way Um. You passed out in the alley when my wife, Martha, and I were walking by—do you remember what happened before?"

Erberist didn't answer.

He didn't even hear Thomas's words clearly, and his mind was filled with one word: "Way...en?"

Thomas Wayne? !that is not--

Erberist sat up abruptly, not even paying attention to the aching wounds all over his body. The change of perspective allowed him to see the little boy who was previously covered by the bed and Thomas' body.

He looked only six or seven years old, still very young, soft black hair scattered from his forehead, a pair of big blue eyes embedded in his small face, like two sparkling gems, staring at him brightly at this moment ;His lips are tender, and his skin is milky white that only young children can have. People can't help but guess whether he bathes in milk every day, otherwise how can he explain the sweet smell on his body?

He is the sapphire in the crowd and the morning star in the night sky.Even though he is still young, people can see his charming posture when he grows up. He will be the most brilliant star at the party.

Jesus, he's a miniature version of Bruce Wayne.

Erberist suddenly remembered the photo he had seen of a young Bruce with his parents at Wayne Manor, and his breath became short of breath.

He suddenly remembered what Doctor Strange said before.

"Time itself is full of uncertainty," he said.

Yes, thought Erberist, he had proved it himself.The time regression magic did bring him back to the past when Bruce was still alive, but this past was really...

Thomas saw the handsome young man mutter his surname, and then fell silent on the bed.He is very aware of the influence of the surname Wayne in Gotham and even the whole of America, and probably (thinks) he understands the young man's worries about his situation, so he smiled tolerantly, making his voice appear more gentle and harmless : "Yes, I am Thomas Wayne, may I ask who you are?"

"...Lotkea, Lotkea Dark. Thank you for saving me, Mr. Wayne." Urberister forced himself to look away from Bruce, pursed his lips and said The human name Batman gave himself.

Dark.Thomas ran through the information about the surname in his head, but found nothing, at least it was not the surname of any nobleman or rich man he knew.

It's not surprising that Thomas thought Erberist was some kind of rich second generation. The fabric of his clothes came from many years in the future, and even then they were very high-end and expensive.Although Thomas didn't know him, he could see that it was expensive and definitely not affordable for ordinary people. That's why he and Martha didn't choose to put it away when they found Erberist lying in the alley covered in blood. One of the reasons he was taken to the hospital.

Another reason is that this young man is too beautiful, and because of his weakness, he has an abusive beauty.Thomas had no doubt that if he was left alone in the hospital in Gotham, this young man would disappear from the world in half a day.

Gotham is full of rich people and lovers of perverts, and Thomas knows it all too well.

As for the wounds on his body, it must be some kind of dispute between the upper class. Thomas has seen more, and it is not uncommon, but he will still feel sorry for these people.What could cause them to hurt such a young man without guilt?He is still so young, his life has just begun.

"Okay, Lotkea, I hope you don't mind me calling you that." Thomas thought for a moment, and there was just the right amount of worry in his smile: "You don't look like a Gotham person, you need me help? I can enlist the police or the government for you...”

"Don't!" Lotkea blurted out, and then he realized his aggressive attitude, and said embarrassingly, "Sorry, I mean...thank you for your help, but I, I don't want to contact them."

He could hear Thomas' subtext, he wanted to help him find family and friends, send himself to them.Leaving aside the fact that he didn't know anyone at all at this point in time, just that he had managed to find Bruce - although he was still very young and obviously didn't know him - Lotkea had no intention of parting with him so soon .

"Okay, okay." Thomas glanced at Lotkea's fingers clutching the quilt unconsciously, and responded kindly: "I think you can stay here temporarily. We welcome a new friend."

"...But I cannot accept your favor for nothing, Mr. Wayne." Lotkea whispered.He was very grateful to Thomas for his kindness, and felt a little guilty for his concealment and deception.Strange, it wasn't supposed to be an emotion in anyone other than Bruce.

He can't tell his true identity and purpose, and no one will believe his words; but he must stay with Bruce, and he can't repeat the same mistakes.

Lotkea's self-esteem and persistence made Thomas firm in his speculation about his extraordinary origin, and he was also a little distressed about it.In all fairness, Wayne Manor doesn't need any manpower, and he is not sure about Lotkea's actual ability.

At this moment, he saw his youngest son who had been standing quietly beside him.

Although Bruce is only seven years old this year, he definitely has all the abilities ahead of his peers. When Thomas was talking to Lotkea, he has been quietly listening in, and he did not show the noise of boys of this age because of being ignored. .

What Thomas was about to say turned a corner in his mouth: "Lotkea, maybe you don't mind being my son's teacher?" He smiled and pushed Bruce towards Lotkea: "Bruce is fine , very clever, I have been trying to find a tutor for him, you know, I am usually too busy."

In fact, Thomas didn't expect much from Lotkea's education. Although he was very polite and polite, and seemed to be well-educated, not all good students were good teachers.Bruce does not lack education, this Thomas and Martha will do it himself, he lacks communication with his peers.Although Lotkea is not a "peer of the same age", at least he can be regarded as a communication partner.

Bruce was suddenly assigned a "teacher" by his father, and he seemed to accept it well, and he didn't show any displeasure.In fact, during the short meeting, Lotkea had been quietly paying attention to him. For a boy of this age, he was a bit too quiet, and he could even be called shy.

It was nothing like the way he would behave in the future, Lotkea thought to himself.

Bruce stepped forward a few steps, came to Lotkea, stretched out his hand to him, and showed a noble and reserved smile, but because of his young age, this smile seemed to be too sweet, like Melted Cream: "Hello, Mr. Duck."

"Just call me Lotkea." He said, couldn't help smiling, stretched out his hand carefully, and gently held Bruce's hand: "Hello, Bruce."

His hands are small, very white, soft and tender like a child, and they are completely different from the rough hands that will be covered with scars in the future.

Lotkea couldn't help pinching gently, more and more gentle smiles appeared in his eyes, and his heart finally fell into place.

I've got you again, Bruce.he thinks.

This time I won't let go.

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Whether it's comics or film and television works, the master was like sweet cream when he was young, very shy and cute! ,,