Changhe Point Sky View

As night fell, Dick changed into Nightwing's clothes and walked around to the gate of Wayne Manor.

Tang Qian was already waiting for him, and the organ piglet with a translator in his arms dutifully translated what he said.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Nightwing. 』Tang Qian nodded politely to Ye Yi.

"Uh, are you okay?" Ye Yi parked his motorcycle beside Tang Qian and looked at him, "Get in the car first, we have to go to Gotham City first."

Tang Qian didn't say anything, just got on the motorcycle.

Ye Yi, who thought Tang Qian would ask something, was stunned for a moment, then started the motorcycle in the face of defeat.

Sure enough, Beifeng's indifferent temperament would not change because of amnesia. He had prepared countless reasons to change the subject.

After arriving at the teleportation port of the Zeta channel, Ye Yi asked Tang Qian to wait for a while, teleported himself there, and then established a temporary teleportation authority for Tang Qian.

After Tang Qian arrived at the Bat Cave, he heard a childish voice talking to Ye Yi: "...So you really brought him here?"

Damian heard his own words being translated through the portal, and knew that the visitor had arrived.So he turned his head to look at Tang Qian, with a habitual dislike on his face: "Are you the guy who is curious about Batman?"

Tang Qian was talking nonsense seriously: "No, what I'm curious about is how good he is at fighting." 』

Yo, someone actually wants to fight with his father?

Damian clasped his hands in front of him, and responded provocatively, "Just you?"

Tang Qian shook his head, but this time he answered seriously: "I'm sure I can't beat Batman." ’ But what he said next was provocative, ‘But you and I must have fought. 』

Damian raised his eyebrows and laughed angrily, "You're very arrogant, kid." He looked at Ye Yi and said in a vicious voice, "Don't tell Batman."

Ye Yi waved his hand, naturally he didn't take Damian's words seriously: "Do you think he doesn't know?"

"He proposed it first," Damian did not admit defeat. After speaking, he looked at Tang Qian, "Let's go, brat, go to the training room."

You are not much bigger than Beifeng right now!How good are you, Beifeng brat?

Good brother. Ye Yi felt that Damian's words had too many jokes, and he no longer knew how to complain.

Feeling that someone was holding his hand, Ye Yi lowered his head and saw Tang Qian looking at him seriously, he couldn't help but knelt down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Qian looked serious: "It's okay, you can still run if you can't beat it." 』

Damian, who was a few steps away, frowned instantly: "Who do you think can't beat it?"

Tang Qian looked at Damian with a serious face: "I just vaguely felt that I said this to someone, and it happened to be facing—ah! ! ! 』The unfinished words turned into a suppressed growl, Tang Qian covered his head in pain and knelt down.

Fearing that the metal claws on Tang Qian's hand would scratch him, Dikla removed Tang Qian's hand covering his head, his blue eyes were full of anxiety: "Feng? What's wrong with you?——Feng!"

Tang Qian broke free from Dick's grasp with a twist of his wrist, and stood up again.

Damian was obviously shocked by Tang Qian's sudden appearance just now, and he had already run over.

Tang Qian looked at Damian, who could only look straight at him, and his voice was full of doubts: "Damian?" He looked around as he spoke, and his tone became more confused, "This is me, in the Batcave?"

"Tang Qian" who could speak English suddenly was an unexpected situation, but Dick obviously didn't want to care about it, he just continued to ask: "Feng, are you okay?"

Beifeng looked back suspiciously, and saw a blue robin who looked much taller looking at him, and his appearance when he was still in Tangmen was printed in the bright white lenses.

Wait, Tangmen?

Beifeng opened his mouth and said in a strange tone, "Actually, I have something to do."

Damian frowned and looked at Beifeng: "You can speak English?"

Beifeng looked at the metal claws on his hand with a strange expression. He opened and closed his palms, and he was saying something, but the content was obviously not answering the question——

"No……"

This is, Tang Qian?

How could he still be Tang Qian?

……

Why isn't he Tang Qian?

He is Tang Qian.

He is the child buried in his memory, the child who discovered the real reason for the death of his parents, the child who fell off a cliff and abandoned his surname Tang since then.

The torrent of recalled memories poured out from the tightly closed gate, but the familiar dark blue shirt stopped the frenzied flow of memories on that sunny afternoon.

Beifeng's eyes became hollow, and his expression was indifferent to numb.

He looked at the fingers and claws on his hand, and vaguely saw the vague phrase "injure the beggar gang...sacrifice..." on that sunny afternoon.Holding the blood-stained face of his parents in his hands, he said nothing, his face pale.

Beifeng stroked his waist subconsciously, feeling a familiar touch.

It is the father's Baopu hunting day.

really.

Beifeng's eyes were empty, and he just repeated a sentence subconsciously.

"They were 'sacrificed'. 』

The translator installed in the organ piggy lying on the side dutifully translated Beifeng's words.

Dick hurriedly tore off the domino mask on his face, and stretched out his hands to hold Beifeng's head. The numbness in his beautiful peach eyes made him panic that he would lose this person soon.

Just like in that dream.After that, he forgot about Beifeng's dream.

"North Wind," he tried to speak in a strange and strange pronunciation, "everything is over. 』

He once asked Beifeng if he had learned ancient Chinese, and the sentence "everything is over" was a sentence that Beifeng forcefully asked him to memorize, and the next sentence was also the same——

"I need you. 』

——"If I lose control, remember to tell me these two sentences." Beifeng held him in his arms, smiling gently, with affectionate eyes, "In this way, I will work hard to come back."

North Wind, don't be like this, your past is in the past, don't let them drag you into sorrow.

Dick hugged Beifeng into his arms, feeling Beifeng's trembling but stiff body, he couldn't help but exert more force on his wrists.

Feng was restraining himself, and he subconsciously chose to suppress it.

Even in sadness, his wind still won't take the initiative to hurt others.

"Wind... I need you..."

It has passed?

Beifeng looked at the young man hugging him with a strange tilt of his head, biting his lower lip, and an unknown sound came out of his throat.

There was something familiar about this man.He can even feel the satisfaction from the soul.

He needs him?

why?

Dick hugged Beifeng all the time until he felt a pair of hands hugging him, the stiff body in his arms relaxed, and a really familiar gentle voice sounded in his ears——

"I am back."

Dick finally breathed a sigh of relief and let go of North Wind.But Beifeng didn't let go, still hugging Dick.

"Let me hold you." His voice was gentle and hoarse, "I miss you."

I miss you.

That Richard who is almost like you is not you, and I would not take him for you.

So I want to go home and I miss you.

"Uh..." Damian clasped his hands in front of him, looking at Beifeng who was holding Dick and not letting go, and Dick who was hugging Beifeng again when he heard Beifeng's words, he suddenly felt that he was so bright that he couldn't even see down.Even so, he opened his mouth and casually brought up a topic: "Are we not going to fight anymore?"

As a result, Bei Feng looked at Damian in surprise after letting go of Dick: "Hit what?"

Dick frowned, and the worry in his eyes reappeared: "Feng, don't you remember what happened before?"

Beifeng looked at Dick and shrugged: "The last thing I remember is that I sent the drunken two back to the room."

"Wait, have you been drinking?" Dick raised his voice a few degrees, his tone was very serious, "Feng, you obviously have a bad stomach!"

Beifeng reached out and squeezed Dick's face, and smiled gently: "Green plum wine is good for the stomach, and my junior sister agrees. Besides, I didn't drink much at all, and the two of them snatched all the wine."

"Junior Sister?" Dick frowned.Where is this girl from?Why didn't he know when Beifeng had such a good relationship with which girl?

When it's over, it becomes brighter.

Damian felt something was wrong, so he dragged his father who had just arrived to go on night patrol.

He doesn't want to be some red light bulb!

Beifeng looked at Dick, especially those blue eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to bring him to the ground, then climbed onto Dick, lifting his chin.

"Speaking of my junior sister," Beifeng pinched Dick's chin, and the cold stimulation brought by the sharp metal claws made Dick shrink back, "You really don't let go of any girl you see, 'Dick' . " Beifeng deliberately bit the stress on a certain word, squinting his eyes and smiling dangerously.

Dick opened his mouth to deny it, but when he recalled his private life before meeting Beifeng, he lost all confidence in an instant.He could only watch Beifeng's face getting closer and closer. The childish face that hadn't yet bloomed was not much inferior to the handsomeness in the future. The bloodstains from the previous bite...

Foul! North wind you foul! Make this seductive expression with a child's face you foul!

Dick tilted his head, his face burning.He hesitated for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

Looking at the speechless blue robin under him, especially the flushed cheeks, Beifeng smiled even more happily.With a flick of his wrist, he straightened Dick's face, put his other hand on Dick's head, inserted his fingers into the soft hair, and pressed him against him.

Dick put one hand on the ground and the other on Beifeng's back, and closed his eyes expectantly.

Beifeng's slightly warmer tongue dances with Dick's tongue, not as gentle as before, but with the intensity of wanting to eat Dick into his stomach, the feeling of lack of oxygen stimulates Dick's hand on Beifeng's back to hold tightly He took off his clothes, and the hand holding the ground was a little weak.Unable to borrow strength from Beifeng, Dick finally lay on his back on the ground.

Beifeng let go of Dick's tongue, and a silver thread was pulled out. He stretched out his tongue to lick the body fluid from his lips, and turned his head to look at the flushed blue robin who was panting violently with his head up. Bird, the probe bit his Adam's apple.Accompanied by Blue Bird's unbearable cocking sound, Bei Feng stretched out his hand and pulled down the zipper on the back of Blue Bird's tights.

Dick shivered from the stimulation of the cold fingers and claws, barely regaining his consciousness that had begun to slacken.

He pulled Bei Feng's clothes, his voice was hoarse from being burned by the gun, and clear no longer familiarly: "Feng... no... you now..."

Feeling the trembling of the Adam's apple under his lips, Beifeng stretched out his hand to zip up the tights, stood up straight, and separated himself from Dick.

"Okay." He shrugged, his tone flat.

Seeing that Dick was looking at him in disbelief, Beifeng turned his head, and the neat and neat dark blue gown made the earnestness on his face even more sincere: "You don't really want to commit a crime, Dick."

Dick suddenly became angry.

Beifeng, you fouled again! You acted cute like a child again, you did it on purpose!

Wasn't it you who started the fire?What do you mean by being so calm now? !

The author has something to say:

Small Theater 1:

In fact, the end of this chapter was originally like this——

Dick closed his eyes expectantly.

The result is nothing.

He opened his eyes and looked at Beifeng in bewilderment.

Beifeng covered his face with a tragic face, and his tone was full of lovelessness - "The author is thin-skinned, I can't write any more..."

Dick: (╯°Д°)╯︵┴┴ (You tell me this when I take off my pants?)

Wax for the dick who was jealous and not comforted but eaten hahaha

Small Theater 2:

Beifeng→_→: Who told you to attract bees and butterflies everywhere, humanoid self-propelled cannon?

Dick: Don't be angry, Feng, it's over!Feng, I really only look at you now, really! (biting the handkerchief ing)

Everyone can see that Tang Qian is really Beifeng, right?

What's going on, I've probably guessed it after reading Warcraft comics

If you haven’t seen it, wait for my explanation later (≧▽≦)←Would it be embarrassing to say so?