Age of Clowns

Late at night, silent.

What followed was a long silence. Arthur was already slumped on the sofa, with only the letter still clutched in his hand. Arthur's eyes were staring at the ceiling, with thoughts in his eyes.

Father?Arthur had never thought that his father would be such a powerful man.

Fatherly love?This is the family affection that Arthur has longed for most in his life. Arthur often fantasizes about meeting his father in his dreams.

How many times have we looked back in dreams, how many times have we fantasized about night companionship, and how many years have flowers bloomed and fallen? From childhood to adulthood, Arthur has buried deep in his heart the words he desires most, son...

"You will kill me, you will cause me to have a heart attack! No! No!" Penny rushed into the toilet with a crying face, slammed the wooden door, and collapsed on the ground, avoiding Arthur's endless questions.

Arthur chased to the door excitedly and shouted loudly: "Don't do this, Mom! Tell me! Tell me the truth, okay!"

"Can you please calm down? Arthur, please calm down! I'm talking to you!" A bleak voice came from the door.

"Okay, okay." Arthur stood outside the door and paced back and forth, trying hard to calm down his mood. After a while, he said: "I'm calm, not angry, Mom, I beg you, Mom, is this real?"

Penny stood up and leaned against the door, and said slowly with tears in her eyes: "He is a great man, Arthur, and he is also a very powerful man. We once loved each other, but he said that for Taking into account the relationship between face and his family, it is best for us not to meet again in the future, so I can't tell anyone because I signed a confidentiality agreement,"

"And you can imagine what people are going to say about this, me and Thomas...what are they going to say about you? Arthur..."

"What will they say?" Arthur leaned his head weakly on the door, as if thinking about something...

.….….….….….

In the early morning, the bright sunshine shines over Gotham City. It is a sunny day.

On a delicate and neat train, Arthur dressed himself extremely neatly in a clean yellow coat. This was the clothes he usually wore for performances.

However, on such a train bound for a wealthy area, Arthur still looked very out of place. Everyone around him was wearing elegant dark blue suits and neatly pressed and straight shirts. Arthur was sitting among them, It seems extremely abrupt.

At this time, Arthur was holding a newspaper and reading it seriously.

"Justice? The vigilante clown is still on the run, and the police are still powerless."

"Thomas Wayne is about to enter the mayoral race, people's hope, the city's redemption, Gotham City looks to the future."

These two pieces of news, which should have been unrelated, are now written side by side. These are the two most popular pieces of news in Gotham City at the moment. No matter where you are in Gotham, you can hear what people are saying now. The topics discussed all revolved around these two events.

Arthur looked at the photo of Thomas Wayne in the newspaper for a long time, as if he had fallen into a fantasy. Arthur carefully cut out the photo from the newspaper, gently smoothed the edges, and placed it in Arthur's most precious diary. Arthur stroked the diary, and then hugged it tightly...

Finally, Arthur watched the train slowly stop at the station. The rich people got off the train one after another talking and laughing. Arthur also walked down with the crowd, blindly looking around and looking around.

This is the manor residence of the rich. It is far away from the criminal disputes in Gotham City. It is like the Peak of Victoria Peak in Hong Kong. It is a symbol of wealth and power. It is the boundary between common people and the rich. It is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Far away from the fireworks of the world, far away from the confused life, far away from the loneliness and despair, here...

Arthur walked blindly in the manor. Although he had been searching here for several hours, he was not anxious. There was always curiosity in his eyes, as if he was admiring his new home.

Slowly walking through a dense forest, where precious fragrant wood is planted, the dense leaves block the slightly weak sunlight, and the low hissing sounds are like the low calls of animals. Arthur sees a trace of warmth in the distance. The firelight seemed to be pulling him, and he slowly walked into a magnificent manor.

It was a quaint little pavilion with fluorescent lights all around. At this time, a boy in a yellow coat was sitting and playing inside. Arthur's eyes were instantly attracted to this boy. He was probably in his early 10s and dressed exquisitely. , although he is still young, he has roughly shown the elegance in his bones. Looking at his appearance, Arthur seemed to see himself as a child.

The boy also looked at Arthur with curious eyes. He rarely saw strangers come here. At this time, Arthur slowly squatted under the wall, and then stood up on the other side, and Arthur suddenly had a lot of hair on his nose. A clown ball was released, and the boy was attracted by Arthur's magic and followed Arthur's footsteps.

Arthur hummed a song and slowly walked to the gate of the manor holding a clown stick.