[Zhongyingmei] Vampires also want to fall in love

The activity of "Bathing in the Light of Life" was not long, about 45 minutes, the vines gradually withered and twisted, and pieces fell from the long pillars.

The drowsy guests woke up one by one under the warmth of the sun, and were pleasantly surprised to find that the silver threads on their heads had decreased, and the wrinkles had disappeared. They really looked younger by several years.

Those new guests who participated in this event with a skeptical attitude witnessed the miracle with their own eyes, and their inner vigilance began to waver. Many people gathered around the person who had changed significantly to inquire about the news.

Longevity and rejuvenation have always been the longing and pursuit of human beings. Many people spend all their wealth just to live a few more years. Now that there is something that can make them young again, it is normal to feel excited.

Bruce was full of vigilance against the so-called "source of life", and Warlock saw the truth that the plants on this island are the masters, and even avoided the catalyst-like "source of life". The two left the top floor against the flow of people. .

Warlock secretly thought about how to tell Batman what he saw without arousing suspicion, and his footsteps automatically followed Bruce, and every step happened to step on Bruce's shadow.

The two walked side by side at first, and Warlock fell behind Bruce step by step. Bruce noticed that Warlock was not keeping up with him, and turned his head to look at him.

What I saw was Warlock stepping on his shadow to play absent-mindedly. Bruce had never seen such a Warlock. It felt a little cute and wanted to touch his head.

Bruce deliberately didn't remind Warlock, stopped walking, and bumped into a confused Warlock Dowling.

Warlock followed Bruce at an even speed, and because of inertia, he directly hit Bruce. From the perspective of a bystander, Warlock stuck to Bruce from behind.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now." Warlock subconsciously apologized, and the feeling of sticking to Bruce's body has not dissipated for a long time.

The temperature on Bruce's body was much higher than that of Warlock's. Even through the shirt, Warlock still felt that the place he touched was burning.

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied? It's not something that needs to be kept secret. I can help you open up your mind and don't let extra things encroach on our vacation time."

With a thought in his mind, Bruce stretched out his hand to hold Warlock's hand, looking at Warlock's focused eyes shimmering, containing some urging and quiet and tolerant affection.

His hands are not as tender as those of a pampered person. There are thick calluses on the palms and knuckles, and the excuses of extreme sports enthusiasts can cover up most of the doubts.

The moment his thick and strong hands held Warlock, Warlock's thinking froze.The contact area between the hands is not much, and the contact area of ​​Bruce holding his shoulders was larger before, but the degree of intimacy is completely incomparable.

"It's nothing, it's not a big deal." Warlock couldn't figure out what Bruce meant for a while. For the first time, the hand being held had such a sense of presence that he felt a little reluctant to pull it away. He simply pretended that nothing happened. "Hey, do you have any plans for the future?"

"Let's go back to the tree house to change clothes first, and then go to the beach. I found out that there is a barbecue pit on the beach, where you can catch fish and pick fruits to eat."

With a satisfied smile on Bruce's lips, he held Warlock's hand without loosening, and walked firmly towards the tree house.

The initial holding hands can also be explained as Bruce was worried that Warlock would lose his way, but when the two returned to the tree house, changed into beach suits and came to the beach, they were still holding hands together, so Warlock couldn't help thinking about it.

"I used to go to the beach for a while, and learned a few things from the fishermen." Bruce held the fishing net in his hand and looked at the school of fish jumping up from time to time on the beach. "You are lucky at noon."

"Is your shoulder okay?" Warlock didn't know how many times he had reminded Bruce that he was injured. Now he really realized how difficult it was for Alfred to take care of Bruce Wayne. .

Bruce even jumped on the spot, "Don't worry, I'll pay attention. I'm a little hungry. There seems to be edible fruit on the tree over there. I'll fish, and you pick the fruit. Let's finish lunch soon."

Warlock watched worriedly as Bruce cast the net with one hand on the beach. The net was obviously not unfolded, and it was cast out on the shore again, and he didn't know how many stupid fish would crash into it.

Warlock, who focused most of his attention on Bruce, was not in the mood to identify the fruit, so he asked the smart housekeeper to identify which fruits on the nearby trees were edible, picked a bagful of fruits very quickly and returned to the appointment with the two of them. place.

Putting the fruit on the paved picnic mat, Warlock turned around and saw a scene that made him tremble.Bruce held a fish in each hand, and Warlock waved the fish in his right hand as he looked over.

What was linked with Bruce Wayne's clean teeth was the tide surging up behind him. The relatively calm tide suddenly surged, forming a big wave and slapping down on Bruce.In astonishment, Bruce was pushed by the tide and staggered for a few steps and half-kneeled on the beach, not forgetting to hold the two fish firmly.

Warlock threw down the half-picked fruit and ran towards Bruce, helped Bruce up and walked a few steps away from the shore.

The tide formed a big wave and then languished and retreated slowly, as if they came up just to tease Bruce.

Bruce's beach suit was wet against his body, and the salty sea water washed away the fishy smell.Bruce dropped the two fish on the picnic mat and began to undress. Warlock helped him take off his jacket and saw Bruce began to take off his pants.

"You..." Warlock didn't know whether to turn around or wait like this while holding the drenched jacket.

Bruce took off the yellow and green beach shorts, and inside was a pair of waterproof boxers, "Fortunately, the underwear is waterproof, otherwise, cough..."

Bruce was halfway through, noticing Warlock's nervous eyes that didn't know where to look, and stopped talking.In the past, when I went out with beauties, I didn't feel anything wrong when I only wore a pair of swimming trunks, but now I feel that the atmosphere is inexplicably anxious.

Warlock found a branch to hang up his clothes, and calmly touched Bruce's bandage.The whole bandage was wet, and when Warlock touched the bandage, he attached some strength to the wound, extracting the salt grains and unknown substances in the seawater.

"Go back, be careful of wound infection."

"No, I brought water, medicine and bandages." Bruce brushed his hair, pointed to a small bag next to the picnic mat, "I managed to catch two fish, you have to let me taste it. "

Drops of water slipped from Bruce's hair, across his face, down his neck to his chest, shining seductively in the sunlight.The tails of Bruce's eyes were slightly lowered, and he glanced at the two fish that had gradually lost their vitality. When he looked at Warlock, he was still praying. Who could refuse Brucey's sweetheart's prayer?

Warlock couldn't either, he dug out what he needed from the small bag, wiped the skin around Bruce's wound with clean water, and reapplied the medicine for bandaging.

In order to prevent other problems in the future, he also deliberately attached strength to the new bandage to form a layer of protection to prevent Bruce from continuing to mess around and hinder the recovery of the wound.

"I'm going to bring the barbecue grill here. You sit here and don't move around. Otherwise, you won't have your share of the fish that will be grilled in a while."

Warlock pretended to be stern ordering Bruce, and Bruce blinked his eyes and sat down, looking very well-behaved, as if he wasn't the one who made Warlock terrified before.

Bruce watched Warlock dragging the solar grill over, handled the fish grill on it jerky, and sat down beside him to rest after busying for a while, and said, "You don't need to be too tired grilling fish, let me do it." , you rest for a while."

"Okay, I'll rest for a while." Warlock is not afraid of the sun, but he is naturally repelled by the sun. After working under the sun for a long time, his spirit is a little sluggish.

The picnic mat was spread between two big trees, and the staggered branches and leaves blocked part of the sunlight. Under the breeze, Warlock leaned on the tree trunk and waited for the grilled fish to be cooked.

When he leaned against the tree trunk, he inexplicably felt a stream of malicious gazes, mixed with regret and despair.Warlock quietly closed his eyes, as if falling asleep in the scattered sunshine and breeze, unable to resist the attack of drowsiness, he fell into a deep dream.

His head nodded, his body left the tree trunk, wobbling and showing signs of falling forward.

After skillfully turning the grilled fish, Bruce had plenty of time to enjoy the performance of "Tumbler Warlock". When Warlock was about to fall over, he gently embraced Warlock and let him continue to sleep peacefully on his body.

Warlock could feel Bruce's movements, but he didn't have time to think about the meaning of Bruce's actions, let alone feel the throbbing and sweetness that was close at hand.

The moment he closed his eyes, he spread out the net of the spiritual world, and used his mind to see the trees on the island, one by one imprisoned in the trees.

There are rhizomes growing in the blood vessels of these people, and green and milky white liquids flow. Their skins are wrapped in layers of wood, and they are completely imprisoned in the big trees.

Some people have lost their minds and souls, leaving only regret and unwilling obsessions, while others have their minds, their brains have been eroded, and they are full of malice and hostility towards human beings.

What they have in common is that their bodies are filled with green energy. Obviously, the people who participated in the "bath in the light of life" with Warlock Bruce just now will become the same existence as these tree people.

The pillow on Bruce's shoulder didn't feel comfortable, and Warlock's body gradually collapsed, his head slipping from Bruce's thick shoulder to his lap, his muscular muscles perfect for a pillow.

Bruce looked down at Warlock, the brush of brilliant blond hair tickling his thighs, but he wasn't sure if it was physically or mentally.

He stretched out his hand over Warlock's eyes to help him block the sun, and Warlock's tightly closed eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a small brush brushing against Bruce's palm, igniting clusters of fires in the empty heart.

The wind suddenly became noisy, blowing the leaves and circling in the low sky. A mischievous leaf fell lightly on Warlock's face, and Warlock frowned slightly when he was disturbed.

Not wanting to disturb Warlock, Bruce reached out and took the leaf away, his fingertips touched Warlock's smooth skin and couldn't get away.Calloused fingertips slid from cheeks to Warlock's pale lips, and Bruce couldn't help rubbing them lightly.

Warlock's lips were lighter than those of ordinary humans, and when he appeared as a gray angel, his lips were extremely colorful, as if they were colored with blood.

Batman is always suspicious of the danger and changeability of the gray angels, but Bruce wants to shorten the gap between Warlock and humans. Maybe rubbing a few times can improve blood circulation and make Warlock look less pale.

Obviously a single leaf would disturb Warlock's sleep, but Bruce's messy hands on his face did not disturb him, perhaps because the smell of Bruce could make him feel at ease.

Bruce didn't realize that he was getting closer and closer to Warlock's face. His shadow covered the sun, a light touch without any feeling, warmth and coolness at the touch, a blend of red and white, Bruce There were waves in my heart.

The sweetness and throbbing tempted Bruce to continue stealing a kiss, and he met a pair of gray-blue eyes full of doubt and incomprehension.

"Bruce? I smell mush." ​​Warlock's voice was calm, as if he didn't know what happened just now.

Bruce carefully observed Warlock's eyes and expression, and was a little disappointed to find that Warlock's calmness was not flawed.His heart split into two camps, one was angry at his cowardice, he knew that Warlock had someone he cared about, but they were not together yet, he should go straight up and tell Warlock what was on his mind, whether he accepted it or was rejected, It's time to accept the truth, instead of stealing a kiss that doesn't belong to Warlock without his knowledge.

One who suffers from his own despicableness, he knows who Warlock cares about - Batman.From the first day Warlock arrived in Gotham, he didn't hide his affection for Batman. He even asked Batman before going on vacation with Bruce, and he was willing to stay in Gotham for Batman.Bruce has a crush on Warlock, and so does Batman, but Batman will never put Warlock in a more important position than Gotham.

Thinking of this, Bruce suddenly became serious, and he discovered a problem with his identity.As Rachel once said, Bruce Wayne is the mask of Batman, and after he arrived on this island, he has been acting with the mentality of Bruce from beginning to end.

"This island helps guests find what they're missing..."

Judy's words echoed in Bruce's mind, and the scene of the old butler sighing while holding a photo of him as a child in the middle of the night was vivid in his memory, without the need for the world's greatest detective to make redundant reasoning, the conclusion was already in front of him-his missing It was the real Bruce Wayne, the kid crying in hell, corrupted by the darkness of Gotham.

The seemingly calm Warlock has already set off huge waves in his heart. Thanks to the teaching of Mr. Crowley, he can always separate his expression from his inner world.

He wasn't really asleep just now, of course he knew what Bruce had done, and that light touch that wasn't even a kiss broke the fog that had been lingering in Warlock's mind.

Coming to this island, Bruce has been acting very strange, without the depression and heaviness of Batman.If Warlock hadn't been able to confirm that Bruce Wayne and Batman had the same blood, he wouldn't have imagined that these were two sides of the same person.

Before Oswald encouraged Warlock to fall in love, he set his sights on Batman and Bruce Wayne, and the two became one, saving him the time to struggle.Now that Bruce Wayne is walking towards him, he is expected to be single.

But he still has doubts in his heart. Batman will put his mind on falling in love. Now Bruce's thoughts can really be regarded as Batman's decision.

Bruce got up and turned the fish over, and sure enough, the fire side was charred.

"Bruce...?"

Warlock's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder. Bruce accidentally dropped the grilled fish he had just picked up into the oven.

"You've just…"

"I like you, are you willing to think about me?" Facing Warlock's smile, the shackles in Bruce's heart were instantly shattered, and he revealed the words that he was going to suppress forever in his heart.

"I... let me think about it."

The sudden confession made the originally harmonious atmosphere a little awkward. Warlock did not dare to let Bruce eat the fruit picked from the tree man, and the grilled fish he prepared was also burnt. Their beach ended in failure.

The two returned to the tree house in silence, with Warlock in front and Bruce behind, the distance between them was unprecedentedly far.

Bruce's eyes have been fixed on Warlock's back, and the fiery eyes can almost burn through the clothes on Warlock's back.Warlock felt that he was carrying a heavy burden, and walking was a bit of the same thing.

The tree house rose to the highest point, and Warlock stood still with the door frame, turned his back to Bruce and said, "Bruce, I am very happy. But I need to make sure you are serious. I choose to give you twelve hours to think, If you still insist on your current thoughts twelve hours later, I would be happy to have a boyfriend like you."

Warlock forced a smile. If this was Gotham, he would have accepted Bruce's courtship directly.But this is a weird island, a place that makes Batman vigilant, but after entering the island, he becomes a different person and ignores all the unusual places.

Most importantly, when Warlock was lying on Bruce's lap and observing the island with mental power, he found that Bruce's body already had a not-so-obvious hazy layer of green.

The author says:

感谢在2020-06-0711:44:29~2020-06-0723:42:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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