[Zhongyingmei] Miss Luck

The deserted moonlight didn't even illuminate half of the alley, and Bruce Wayne stood at the dark end quietly staring at Winnie under the moonlight.The vicious man subdued by him yelled weakly twice and then completely passed out. The quiet alley in the deep winter seemed to be able to pull out all the memories of the past when he was unguarded, and Wayne stood there motionless.

But he was far from being as calm and calm as he appeared on the surface, and he could even feel that his heart, which had always experienced life and death dangers, was beating a little faster than before in such a harmless alley.

The bright pale moonlight illuminated her equally pale face, and she was wearing a plain white v-neck knitted dress.The lighter-colored clothes always test people's skin color more, but Winnie is far better than others among the white-colored Caucasians. She is not overwhelmed by such light-colored clothes at all. .

Reunited after a long absence, still an old acquaintance, Wayne wanted to take a deep breath, but he held back in the end.He realizes with regret and some dismay that what he's trying to say is in Bruce Wayne's voice, not Batman's.Winnie didn't know, and he didn't want Winnie to know his identity.

"You go."

Some distorted voices came out through the mask, but Winnie didn't immediately follow suit.

The existence of Batman can be said to be the most confusing part of the night in Gotham. Winnie had never met Batman once when she was in Gotham before, but she never thought that when she came to Gotham again as a tourist, she would meet Batman again. This Gotham Knight met unexpectedly.

Winnie was also curious, and she glanced at Batman's mask secretly.She could only see so much. The person in front of him lived in the darkness just like his name. His black cloak and black battle armor merged with the night, and Winnie couldn't even tell where the other person's eyes fell.

Of course Wayne sensed Winnie's gaze, but he said nothing, like an indifferent statue.But he didn't leave.

After about a few seconds, Winnie said softly to the shadow, "Thank you."

Then stepping on the short boots with stiletto heels, he walked out of the alley slowly.

Winnie walked very slowly, without looking back to see if Batman was still there.She wasn't sure if the other party saw the process of her changing clothes in an instant. Winnie waved her wand at the man with the gun decisively, but knew that she probably had no chance to give Batman a forgetfulness.After all, for so many years, Gotham has no doubts about Batman's ability to enforce the law violently.Winnie knew that the result was basically that the other party had knocked off her wand before she had finished casting the spell.

Winnie's back is straight and straight, and the single knit skirt depicts the faint bones of her back, making her look very slender.Only at this time will people feel that she is proud and unyielding.Wayne has long discovered that Winnie doesn't seem to be very afraid of the cold, and she didn't wear a bloated down jacket in the freezing winter. Wayne thinks that this is probably why he will have the illusion that Winnie's current back is the same as what he remembered. The reason is that the character is a little different.Winnie was always gentle.

Wayne looked up at the dark night sky.

The subway was out of service, and Winnie did not choose to take a taxi. Fortunately, the entrance of Sinister Lane was not too far from the hotel where she was staying. After walking for half an hour, Winnie walked into the hotel lobby.

She didn't know that there was a person standing on the roof opposite.

Wayne followed all the way silently, and he was slightly relieved when he saw Winnie finally returned to the hotel.The cold winter night wind blew his resolute chin, and Wayne raised his hand to touch it.

Even if the guys from the Avengers didn't mention it, Wayne himself had already discovered the weirdness of the business at Gotham's pier.In the past few days, he has been secretly observing the unloading of the dock. According to Alfred's information, there are many drugs from the Middle East that will send a new batch in the next few days.

When Wayne had already made his way back, he caught a glimpse of what was happening in the alley below, and he thought it was something he had done tonight.When he turned around, he realized that he was an acquaintance.

But why did Winnie suddenly go back to Gotham?Unless people who come to Gotham have a reason to come, most people would rather avoid this place. Even if this is Wayne's hometown and he has done so much for it, he has to admit that Gotham is very popular in the outside world. The impression in my heart is still the same.

Another room in the hotel was lit up, and Wayne knew that it was Winnie who had returned to the room.

Afterwards, he also turned around and only regarded this reunion as an accident.

Winnie, who closed the curtains, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally relaxed the tense nerves along the way.She put the potions she brought back from the Koft potion shop into the storage bottles she brought this time, cast protective spells on several bottles and stuffed them under the clothes in the suitcase.

After finishing this, Winnie picked up the change of clothes and walked to the bathroom. She just wanted to take a good shower and sleep.

As soon as the door opened, there was a white marble sink. After putting the clothes on the rack, Winnie took off her skirt.

The full light in the bathroom was refracted by the transparent mirror, which was a bit dazzling, and her appearance was reflected on the other side of the mirror.Looking in the mirror, Winnie raised her hair and tied it up.Rounded shoulders and protruding collarbones, these places that were previously covered by clothes are now fully exposed under the light.

Winnie also wore a necklace around her neck.

This necklace was very long, and the pendant was always hidden under the clothes. Winnie reached out and touched it.Its style is majestic and luxurious, but its appearance is already dull, and there is even a very obvious flaw.But Winnie never took it down all these years.

Winnie only touched it and then lowered her hand, her eyes didn't look away from the hideous scar covering her chest next to the necklace.

Early the next morning, Winnie checked out.Before leaving, she looked back at Gotham City, which was immersed in the light of the rising sun and was very peaceful.

Back at her apartment in Manhattan, Winnie shut herself in the room, and carefully stored the potion ingredients that had only been packaged carelessly.In the past few days, she has to do a lot of preparation work in advance for brewing this potion.

It was not until the afternoon that Winnie was completely busy.She touched her hungry belly, and planned to go directly to the store after going out to eat.

Winnie, whose head has been occupied by potion ingredients for the past two days, didn't realize that she had forgotten anything. When she saw Strange who came to her door in the evening, she realized that she had forgotten to give Strange the medicine again. Send flowers.

Strange didn't even open his mouth when he saw Winnie blushing in shame and lowering her head.He snorted twice, compared to before, at this moment Strange didn't intend to speak as soon as he came up.

Strange's eyelids even twitched when the usual bouquet of flowers was absent.His first reaction was not to breathe a sigh of relief, but to wonder if something happened to the other party.When he passed by "inadvertently" after get off work at noon and saw the closed shop door as yesterday, the speculation about the accident took up a bigger place in his mind.

But now...

He seemed to be in good shape, and it didn't look like an accident at all.

Winnie lowered her head and blinked her eyes to hide her guilt: "Good evening, Mr. Strange."

"Oh, good evening, Stuart."

Winnie heard "good evening" from him, and even felt that the awkward atmosphere was more obvious than before.Twice she had forgotten to deliver flowers to Strange, and her customer, Miss Hall, would have thought her terribly incompetent if she had known.Winnie was extremely ashamed, but this fact made her unable to quibble, because it was her fault in the first place.

Strange had admired enough of the anxious look on her stiff face, and Strange, who didn't intend to really embarrass Winnie in this regard, changed the subject on his own initiative.

"Are you all right? Was there an accident?"

Winnie opened her eyes slightly because of surprise, but she saw that the concern on Strange's pretendingly plain face was very real.

Even if their relationship wasn't as bad as it was at the beginning, Winnie never thought that Strange would show a little concern and worry about her irresponsible dereliction of duty.Winnie found that she had misjudged the kindness that could be given between people, which had never been so low; she had also misjudged Dr. Strange, who was far more noble and gentle than Winnie had thought. .

Seeing that the other party smiled suddenly, Strange frowned puzzledly, and at the same time, he had some secret annoyance in his heart, and his sudden change of words was very lacklustre.And the words that came out of the florist's mouth were very ungentle and considerate, and Strange could imagine how the other party would reply after he had a momentary brain twitch.

"Thank you, Mr. Strange. There is no accident, I just had to make a temporary trip to Gotham City."

This was the second time Strange saw Winnie with a distinct smile on his face.

The beautiful woman shows her face, even the light favors her, and she is willing to bow down to embellish her beauty with pearls and gems.The tiny gleam in her eyes is more moving than hundreds and thousands of stars gathered together.

"May I delay your time a little longer?"

After Winnie finished speaking, seeing Strange standing there without objection, she turned around and picked flowers in the vase on the spot.In just a few minutes, a simple bouquet was handed to Strange.

"Hope you'll forgive it for being late."

Strange glanced at the bouquet, and after receiving it, he smiled and said slowly: "Of course."

The author has something to say: There is another chapter w at 7 p.m.