Can you retire today?

Dick, who was staying in the Batmobile, watched Bruce come back with a frosty face, and instantly understood, "You ran him away again."

Dick's expression and tone at this time are almost like a child questioning his father who left his mother in anger.

"I don't." Bruce's voice was mixed with a trace of undetectable grievances, but except for Alfred, the existence of the full-level Bat Language and Bruce himself, no one could hear it for the time being. Neither can Dick.

You have you have you have!Dick almost wanted to shout this sentence out loud, but out of a little timidity (cowardly) when facing Batman, Dick swallowed the sentence that had reached his throat.

But for his idol, he still cast a Robin disapproving look at Bruce.

Bruce almost laughed at Dick, what a heartless little thing, who the hell is raising you, and which side are you on?

"Clark is really unlucky." Dick really thinks so, if he has such a smart friend as Bruce, he will definitely die of worry.But Dick didn't know that, turnips and greens have their own preferences, and he thought he couldn't stand it, but Clark might still enjoy it.

Bruce glanced at the car door, thankful he had Lucius put a layer of lead on it, but Dick's bluntness really needed to be changed, "Don't call him by his name, you know, he can hear you. Bruce gave Dick a Batman look of disapproval.

Dick nodded helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll call him Mr. YOUKNOWWHO from now on, do you think it's okay?"

As he spoke, he made a face at Bruce.

Bruce licked/had/a/ a little depressed Dick's hair, and YOUKNOWWHO, why don't you call him Voldemort!Bruce ends up letting Dick sleep in the Batmobile, and goes on his night watch by himself.

Dick watched the Batmobile quickly lock the door after Bruce left, took out the small quilt and pillow that the Batmobile sat on, and fell asleep.

Clark tonight is a superman haunted by nightmares, and the criminals who met Batman in Gotham after 1 am are the criminals who are about to be fattened and violently beaten by Batman.

After beating up some dishonest criminals, Bruce's depressed mood eased a little, but the Gotham police officers who received Batman's message not only wanted to lock up the group of people but also find a doctor for them , can be said to be very humanitarian (tired).

After the night watch was over, Bruce carried Dick back to the room with his quilt, and when he went out, he met Alfred holding a glass of milk.

Penny had always been aware of Batman's actions. Thinking of what he had done tonight, Bruce felt a little guilty, so after taking the milk, he drank it happily without struggling.

Just when he thought it was over, Alfred told him that everything had just begun.

"Hey, master..."

Alfred took Bruce's glass after drinking the milk, and stared at him with some lamentation after a cry.

"Alf?" Bruce closed his eyes slightly, and pursed his lips tightly, as if he was too wronged.

Ordinary people see such an aggrieved baby Bruce, and they will absolutely coax and pamper him immediately without reason.But Alfred can see when Bruce is really wronged, and when he is pretending to be wronged to achieve his own small goals.

He once said that Bruce was a coquettish child when he was a child. He had already figured out Bruce's various routines. After all, the current acting skills have slowly evolved from that time. Alfred, who has mastered the source code, said : "So easy!"

He patted Bruce on the shoulder.The voice was also a little tired, "Master, doesn't Batman have any friends? No one should be with loneliness, it is inhumane and does not conform to normal social interaction."

He didn't understand why Bruce, who was Bruce's baby, could coax people to heaven with a bunch of words, but Bruce, who was Batman, had difficulty expressing.

"Batman doesn't need to socialize, and he doesn't need friends. He's just a mask for Bruce Wayne. It's enough for Bruce Wayne to have friends." Bruce said something against his will, and he didn't know if he was lying to Alfred or I'm lying to myself.

"Really?" Alfred didn't refute anything, but continued following what Bruce said, "In that case, sir, as a friend of Master Clark, maybe you should visit him tomorrow."

"..." Bruce was stunned. Facing Alfred's expectant eyes, Bruce nodded stiffly.

Alfred was satisfied, "Then good night, remember to go early so as not to delay Master Clark's work."

"Good night, Alfred."

In fact, nodding was not as reluctant as Bruce showed, and he did feel a little sorry for Clark, so it's okay to take a day to give Clark a psychological massage/massage.

Thinking of tomorrow's arrangements, Bruce called Lucius.

Lucius, who was awakened by the phone in his sleep, listened to Bruce's request with a dark face, and after hanging up the phone, he called a group of people to work for their wayward Brucey.

Early in the morning, Clark unexpectedly heard a knock on the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Bruce standing at the door of his house with a large bouquet of roses.

"Hi, dear." Bruce gave Clark a wink with a sweet face, and then looked at Clark's current state calmly.

"Bruce?!" Clark looked at Bruce standing in front of his house, feeling extremely pleasantly surprised.After all, not everyone can enjoy the treatment of a baby Bruce standing at the door early in the morning.

Bruce stuffed the rose in his hand into Clark's arms, and then touched Clark's chest muscles, "Sweetheart, your cup is at least D, hotter than all the underwear models I've dated." Touched again.

Clark stood there stupidly and groped, although Superman's dodge ability has always been zero, but now he can't dodge, emmmmm...

The small town boy who had always been very innocent in front of Bruce now had the temperature on his face to fry an egg. He grabbed Bruce's wrist and gently pulled him into the door, then kicked the door shut with his foot.

Clark couldn't find a vase that could hold so many flowers, so he put the flowers on the dining table, and then looked at Bruce in a daze, "Uh, Bruce, have you eaten yet?" Clark successfully taught himself a flower grower One of the chat routines.

Bruce looked at Clark and raised his eyebrows, "No, I really miss the taste of apple pie," he looked at Clark expectantly, "Is it okay?"

Clark smiled happily, showing his cute little canine teeth, "Of course, wait a minute."

Clark walked into the kitchen, and Bruce leaned against the kitchen door watching Clark's busy figure.At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, look, his Clark is a Clark who can make apple pie, that's great.

When Clark turned around while taking the candy, he saw Bruce leaning against the door and looking at him with a smile on his face. For some reason, he felt a warm current flowing in his heart at this moment.

Apple pie was ready in no time because of Clark's heat vision cheats, he made a couple of sandwiches, and since he remembered Bruce didn't like milk, he boiled a pot of cocoa.

After everything was done, Bruce helped him take these things out together.

At the dining table with a bouquet of roses, Bruce and Clark had a satisfying breakfast together.

After eating, Clark looked at Bruce hesitantly.Of course Bruce knew what Clark wanted to say, but he pretended not to know and began to tell Clark his plans for today.

"Ahem, Bruce, well, I still have to go to work, maybe I can't..." Clark looked at Bruce with some embarrassment, but he had used up his vacation this month, and there was still a task Perry gave him today.

Bruce looked at Clark in surprise, "Don't you know?"

"Know what?" Clark looked back at Bruce inexplicably, the guilt on his face for not being able to be with Bruce today had not completely subsided.

"Today's "Planet Daily" is on holiday." There was a hint of teasing in Bruce's eyes.

"Huh?" Clark was at a loss, "But why don't I know?"

He didn't understand what Bruce knew, why he, the Daily Planet employee, didn't know.

Bruce glanced at the watch on his wrist, "Because I just became the new boss of the "Daily Planet" at 5 o'clock this morning." He secretly praised the reliable Lucius in his heart.

"What about Perry?" Clark thought Bruce meant that he became editor-in-chief of the Daily Planet.

Bruce glanced at Clark helplessly, "I mean, I just bought the Daily Planet."

"Oh...ah?!" Clark didn't react at first, but after he understood what Bruce meant, "Are you doing this for me?"

It's not that he is narcissistic, but he really can't think of a reason why Bruce, a Gotham man, bought the "Daily Planet". Should he buy the "Gotham Daily" if he wants to buy it?

Bruce laughed, and then laughed louder, and when he stopped, there were physical tears in his eyes, "Baby, you are so interesting, who else can catch my eye but you Well, I would like to..."

As he spoke, Bruce even began to read love poems.

Facing Bruce, who was in full bloom as Bruce's baby, Clark was a little overwhelmed.

He helped his mirror frame almost in a panic, "Since the "Planet Daily" is on holiday, I think we can implement your plan."

He really wishes Bruce would let this go and stop teasing (teasing) (teasing) him.

Bruce knew what it means to give up when you see it. He reached out and drew an S where Clark wore the S in Superman's uniform, "Maybe you can change your clothes first, and then we can honor the promise we made in the past."

Clark instantly understood what Bruce meant, and there was even a little joy in his steps towards his room.

Bruce watched Clark close the door of his room, and couldn't help but want to sigh, he had sacrificed a lot this time.

Batman had a moment of fun, and Brucey took care of the crematorium.

Within 3 seconds, Clark stood in front of Bruce wearing a Superman uniform.Although he has seen it many times, every time he sees Superman, Bruce can't help admiring. If there is a god in the world, Superman is definitely God's favorite child and the most outstanding work.

The author has something to say: I think sometimes the relationship between Superman and Batman is like a song sung-"Give me the courage to believe again, and embrace you beyond the lie."

When I was eating in the cafeteria today, "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" was playing in the cafeteria. It sounded like something between Batman and Superman.

"The loneliness and sigh in the heart of those who look up" seems to be talking about Batman and Superman

"The figure who walked with me and disappeared in the wind", "Where is the figure who walked with me now", "Will the sun rise or the accident will come first" are like Batman's mood after Superman's death, and also like a bat Superman's mood after the old queen and even after death

In the end, I managed to make myself cry because of my brain supplement...

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