Schizophrenia

Jacob was not as reckless as he appeared on the surface, and after he left Batman's sight, his expression instantly cooled down.He doesn't care what Batman knows, what he can't tolerate is that Batman is a little more conniving in his attitude towards him.

It shouldn't be like this, it's not like this.

"Why do you have so many problems?" Sis' voice interjected at the right time, "If you don't love you, you act like a child who lacks love. If you love you too much, you feel that something is wrong. Can you be a little bit standard in life?" '

"I don't want it," he groaned, "He is so cute, how could anyone not love him."

For this sentence, Sis refused to answer.Of course Jacob didn't need Sis's answer, he just stood in the corridor and looked at the paintings on the wall.It was a family portrait of the Thomas couple and the young Bruce. Jacob was not adopted at that time, so he couldn't be said to be in the picture.

Later, something happened to Thomas and his wife.Afterwards, he left.

"I was wondering," after a pause, "does what Batman said make sense?" He looked at the hanging painting, and actually began to feel that he was sick and mentally ill.Being treated so tenderly by Batman, his mentality really began to shake, and he began to think about whether there was really something wrong with him.

'As I said,' Sis sighed in Jacob's mind, 'you want me to exist, and I exist. '

"I know, you are attached to me. But, no one can prove your existence, can't you?" He even began to waver, "Batman never doubts groundless things, and now he doubts your existence... ..."

"Ann." It's been a long time since I heard Sis have such a serious tone, and the serious words were finally spoken by Jacob.Jacob looked at the mirror, and said seriously to the mirror as if talking to himself: "Compared to him, am I nothing?"

"No, of course not!" The person in the mirror instantly became flustered, "Of course not..."

"Don't waver, my brother." The red light flashed in the mirror, and Jacob raised his hand to touch the familiar face in the mirror, "Don't waver, my brother." He repeated again, The dramatic expression changed from flustered to serious and ready, and he repeated slowly to the face in the mirror for the third time, "Don't waver, my brother."

"if……"

"What are you doing? Master Jacob?" Alfred's voice came from around the corner, like a child who was caught stealing candy. Jacob's expression was unpredictable under the shadow of his long hair. When he looked up, there was nothing but a smile.

"I'm thinking, if I take these treasures out, I'm sure I'll be able to earn a lot of money~" He smiled casually, even a little eager to try, "I can't help it, I'm really short of money recently, and I can't help it when I wake up." Do you know why my baby company has been taken away~"

Alfred looked at the heartless guy smiling in front of him: "Your room is on the third floor, please don't go wrong."

"I know, I know, I know~" He said indifferently, "Third floor, third floor, I know~"

Saying so, Jacob turned his head and looked at the mirror again, and kicked up.

'I want to take a bet, my sister. '

'Finally, take a gamble. '

'Whether he still loves me. '

Sis didn't answer, and Jacob certainly didn't need to answer.

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"Yo, little angel~" When Dick returned to Wayne's house on vacation, he saw an almost impossible guy in the garden.

"Wait, Jack?" His eyes widened, looking at Jacob, who was mostly buried in the dirt, "Why are you at Wayne Mansion? I mean, you and Bruce...well, there's a truce?" How did these two guys who used to be incompatible with each other peacefully coexist in these days when he was not around?

"How about doing me a favor?" He waved Dick over. "I can't get out."

... "How did you bury yourself in there?"

"Just dig a hole and fill it with soil," he said indifferently, "then I accidentally buried too much, and I didn't bother to dig it again, and it became like this." Looking up at the squatting Dick on his arms, "Do me a favor, I've been buried for a long time."

"So, why did you bury yourself in it?" Dick glanced at the shovel thrown far away, and sighed.

"Oh, I asked Batman if he could get a bunch of seeds in the fall if he planted a seed in the spring, and he said yes."

...There is no way to refute this reason.

"So, you just buried yourself?" Dick started digging.

"That's right, if I plant a me in the spring, I might be able to harvest a bunch of me in the fall." It's reasonable to say, "But after I buried myself, I thought about it and felt that the location is not very good. I want to come out. But I can’t get out.” Cooperatingly dodged the shovel.

"Trust me, Bruce won't be happy." The corner of his mouth twitched.

"Whether Bruce is happy or not is none of my business." Jacob rolled his eyes, "It's fine if Batman is happy."

"I've wanted to ask you this question for a long time, why do you miss Batman so much?"

"Don't you think he is a miracle that you can't see?" Dick asked a little strangely, "It's a strange thing to push things out if you don't want to own them. Is it a strange thing to want to collect them? ?” I didn’t quite understand Dick’s train of thought, but he still explained seriously.

"Miracle?" Dick looked at Jacob. "What miracle?"

"As a human being, it's a miracle to be able to stand side by side with aliens despite being a human being." Speaking of this incident, Jacob's eyes lit up.Dick squinted into Jacob's eyes, as if trying to find something in them.Jacob looked at Dick ignorantly, and waved his hands: "This is the only one in the whole world."

As he said that, he noticed the way Dick was looking at him, and smiled: "Ah, Dick is also a miracle~ So, I will love Dick too." He said this without any burden, casually He opened his mouth and spoke completely without sincerity, but Dick intuitively knew that he was serious.

Unexpectedly, he asked, "Then me or Bruce, who is more important?"

"Dick."

"Compared to Batman?"

"Little bat!"

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Thank you Mr.M for the grenade~ づみ3￣)づ