[Comprehensive British and American] Heroes set up villains script

In the next few days, Aesop became more honest. He didn’t struggle when Tim came to change the medicine on his face, but he still wouldn’t reply to Tim’s greetings, like a puppet, compared to the first day. Vibrant rebellion, Aesop became lifeless from the next day.

Aesop's health has improved a lot. He can now open his eyes without resting for several hours. In order not to make Aesop bored, one morning Dick brought a computer, the one controlled by artificial intelligence. With the mouse, you only need to speak the command, but when Dick came to see Aesop at night, the computer didn't look like it was turned on.

So Aesop kept his eyes open and looked at the ceiling all day?

Dick had never been so seriously injured that he lay down for so long. He lay restless for two days. Why could Aesop be so quiet?

Two days later, Aesop's body was able to move. Dick proposed to move Aesop who was still awake in a wheelchair, and planned to take Aesop to stroll in the garden of Wayne Manor. After the consent of Bruce and his family, Tim took a special day off. He was supposed to go to class today——

While Aesop was asleep, Tim and Dick quietly carried the wheelchair and Aesop in the wheelchair to the back garden.

Wayne Manor is on a private island, and the coastline can be seen from the back garden. Aesop leaned on the wheelchair, his glass blue eyes slightly opened, staring at the scenery in front of him expressionlessly.

He wakes up every day to either a solid ceiling or Tim's or Dick's stupid face, and it's the first time he's seen anything else, an endless expanse of purple.

It was spring and April, the temperature was neither cold nor hot, and the flowers in Wayne Manor were blooming gorgeously. In addition, Martha Wayne, the hostess of Wayne Manor in the past, Bruce's mother, liked wisteria very much.

Thomas Wayne tried his best to get a lot of tree species, and thought of many ways to transform the environment of the island, so that the wisteria living in China can survive on the island.

The flower language of wisteria: obsessive love, intoxicating love affair and the happiest moment.A symbol of Martha Wayne's love for Thomas Wayne.

So the three of them are surrounded by the Wisteria Waterfall, and in the distance is the blue to white coastline, which looks dreamy and mysterious, like the place where a princess lives in a fairy tale.

Focus, three men.

They couldn't experience the life of princesses at all, they just felt infinitely embarrassed.

Aesop didn't have any opinion on such a beautiful scenery, he just had a slumped face, and didn't reply to any of Dick's questions. In order not to make Dick look so embarrassed, Tim, who was playing with his mobile phone, occasionally answered a sentence.

The wind messed up Aesop's hair and covered his face. Dick pushed the wheelchair and finally chose to remain silent. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to cultivate more feelings with Aesop, but Aesop didn't give him any face at all. ignore him.

Aesop yawned silently. These things did not make him feel comfortable, and even made him hate capitalism even more.

What does he think the life of the rich is like?Has a toaster, heater, dryer and gramophone?No, this is at best a middle-class person. What does a real rich person look like?

Gardens, islands, airplanes, bat caves.

When he lived in a crumbling building, sleeping with rats and cockroaches, suffering from hunger and cold, what were they doing?Eat bread smeared with jam and play in the flower gallery.

Disgusting.

The words of refusal could not be spit out from Aesop's lips, ha, after all, he is just a waste now, a waste in the true sense, he can't even walk independently.

Even if they want to kill themselves, they can't resist, they can only wait for death.

More and more seabirds hover over the island, accompanied by their chirping calls.Tim frowned: "It's going to rain tonight, let's go back early."

When seabirds start to seek shelter on the island it means it won't be long before it rains.

Seabirds always feel more on their wings than they do, they sense the humidity in the air.

"Okay." Dick turned the wheelchair around and pushed Aesop out of the pavilion.

Aesop had just been pushed out of the pavilion when suddenly a lump of white stuff fell from the sky. Seeing that the lump of stuff was about to drop onto Dick's hand, Dick let go of his hand, and the thing fell straight on Aesop's hair draped behind him. .

Everyone knew what that yellow, white-smelling thing was.

Dick:  …

Aesop: ...

Tim: ...poof.

"Dick Grayson——" Aesop squeezed out Dick's name word by word from his throat. This was the first time he spoke since he told Tim to fuck off last time.

"Cough...Little bird, this has nothing to do with me, I didn't know it was about to shit, and it happened to shit at the moment I pushed you..." Dick's voice became smaller and smaller, hiding completely in the body's instincts.

"I will kill you, NightWing. I swear, I will." Aesop's angry voice covered Dick's voice that was getting smaller and smaller.

Aesop didn't dare to move now, fearing that the bird droppings on his hair would rub against his body.

"I'll wash your hair," said Dick dryly.

Aesop looked at Dick coldly.

Tim covered his mouth and smiled for a while before recovering. He said hoarsely (laughing): "Let's go, they will pull more and more in a while."

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In the bathroom, Aesop was sitting in the bathtub without water. He clasped the edge of the bathtub with both hands, because he lost a leg to support himself from slipping into the bathtub, so he had to hold the edge with both hands to prevent himself from sliding down. In a situation where Tim and Dick are having an argument over a small issue.

This feeling of mobility is very bad, because you can no longer trust your own body and have to give everything to others.

And those two idiots—

Aesop glanced at the two standing in front of him, one tall and one short, who were arguing.

The leader of the Titans, Batman's first protégé Nightwing and Batman's third protégé, quarreled over a simple and meaningless question.

Regarding the question of whether it is better to wash all his hair or just wash that part.

"I think it's enough to just wash the piece of hair that's been covered in bird feces. There's no need to be so troublesome." Dick said, Aesop's hair is long and thick, and it will be troublesome to wash. They may spend a lot of money. Come blow dry his hair for two hours.

What if Aesop catches a cold during this period?

Tim shook his head, put his hands on the sink, and hopped lightly onto the sink. "No, it must all be washed."

"why?"

"The hair is easy to stick to some dirt from the outside world. If it is not sterilized in the infirmary, it is easy to be infected."

"Tim, don't be joking." Dick felt that this possibility was very low. First of all, Aesop's body was gradually recovering, and the daily injection of nutrient solution was enough to support the body's immune system.

"Okay." Tim shrugged and told the truth: "I've never seen such long black hair on a man's head, want to play."

"I agree." Dick

Aesop:? ? ? ?What kind of magic speech is this?

Aesop rolled his dead fish eyes and let Dick and Tim sit behind him and play with his hair, why the hell is his hair growing so fast?He seemed to remember two months ago when his hair reached his shoulders?Why did it reach my waist after lying down for two months?

This is the legendary man with long hair?

Dick inserted his fingers into Aesop's soft and untangle-free hair and let out a sigh of satisfaction. After two hours, Aesop's knotted hair was finally combed straight.

Dick is so accomplished now, man, he's never had his hair brushed, not even Barbara.

Dick calmly picked up two clumps of black hair on the toilet seat and threw them into the trash can. Ah, he pulled out a lot of Aesop's hair. When he first pulled out Aesop's hair, Dick would hold his breath in panic, afraid Was stunned by Aesop.

With Aesop closing his eyes and not saying a word, Dick became more and more rampant, and the knots in his hair that could not be combed were pulled out. Aesop had a lot of hair, a small problem.

Aesop sat on the small bench brought in by Tim—it was prepared for little Dick in the past. The sink in Wayne Manor was quite high, and Dick, who was only ten years old at the time, had to step on his feet to reach the sink. toothbrush on the cup.

So A Fu specially prepared a small bench for him. As long as he stepped on the small bench, Dick could easily get the brushing cup.

However, growing children always grow very fast. At the age of 11, Dick could easily reach the toothbrush cup.The bench was useless, and it had been in the utility room until Dick brought it up, and Tim went to get it from the utility room.

Tim has gone mad to play his old home features, grabbed Aesop's long hair and tied it into a ponytail, Dick blinked and consciously grabbed Aesop's other side of his hair and tied it into a ponytail.

Now Aesop's smooth black long hair on both sides is loosely tied behind the ears, and there are two low ponytails, and the slightly longer hair is scattered between the foreheads. In addition to Aesop's thin and morbid figure, it looks like a low-slung man from behind. ponytail girl with head.

"Pfft—" Before Dick could laugh, Tim covered his mouth in time, and Dick immediately suppressed his smile.

When Aesop turned back in confusion because of the strange voice behind him, Tim quickly withdrew his hand, and Dick straightened his expression, as if nothing had happened to them.

"Ah." Dick glanced at his watch, "It's already this time. Speaking of which, Ah Fu should prepare dinner, shall we go down for dinner?"

"Okay!" Tim said softly, "I specially asked Ah Fu to prepare creamy mushroom soup. Do you want to taste it together?"

Aesop had been able to take in food normally a few days ago, but he never refused to eat the food prepared by Ah Fu. He only injected the right amount of nutrients when his body needed it.

"..." Aesop didn't speak, he glanced at Tim lightly.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Tim smiled brightly, and he stretched out his hand to hug Aesop onto the wheelchair.

"No." Aesop said resistingly, huh?Doesn't a family dinner mean he'll meet Batman, who couldn't beat Batman in his prime, let alone a cripple now.

"Objection is invalid. The whole family gathers for a meal. You can't always be nestled in that little eggshell in the cultivation barn."

Just as Tim touched Aesop's arm, Aesop's warning hissed out of his throat. "Go away."

"I don't, anyway, you can't beat me now." Tim gradually got angry, and he stuck out his tongue and said playfully.

These words stopped Aesop's struggling movements, he drooped his eyelashes and trembled, just as Tim said, he is a waste now, no matter what he wants to do, he is not qualified to make a choice, in Gotham strength is everything.

The sudden stop of Aesop's struggle reminds Tim that he's struck a mine, which he should have noticed.

The bird that once had the qualification to fly freely in the sky has been cut off from the wings that carry the wind. Losing its own strength in Gotham is tantamount to being slaughtered by others. How can it get used to the days when it cannot fly.

"I'm sorry, Aesop." Tim bowed his head and apologized to Aesop.

Aesop looked at the tiles on the ground expressionlessly, not looking at Tim. "No, you didn't make any mistakes. As you said, I can't beat you."

The author has something to say:

"Yes! We tied him a double ponytail at the time, but he never noticed it! He even went to the dining room with a double ponytail!" Dick said emotionally while sitting in a wheelchair, and he could feel his excitement through the electronic screen And eagerly, behind him is Tim who is also sitting in a wheelchair with his face covered.

"and after?"

"Later..." Dick's expression became a little sad.

"...Later, Aesop, who had regained his physical condition, had his legs cut off." Tim, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said coolly.

Hahahahaha, grass.

I have to blow up a fairy lady who read my article. The bunny girl Aesop she drew for me is too beautiful. I can’t describe it. It’s just very beautiful. It fulfills my fantasy. I allow her to swell a million bits, she must swell me!I can give her a 360 five-degree kneeling spiral blow!It's inconvenient to disclose her name, and I don't know if she will leave a message, so let it go!Blow it mad!