Schizophrenia

Bruce was tossing and turning on the bed but couldn't fall asleep. He had just had a nightmare. He couldn't remember what he dreamed of. He only remembered the back of a man in a black windbreaker.When he opened his eyes, facing the lights outside the window and the dark room, he couldn't sleep again, as if something was missing.

It was not the first time that he had nightmares. Since his parents died in that alley, nightmares would come every night.When Jack was still around, he would sleep with him.At the beginning, holding Jack's soft body, the nightmare will be much better, at least after waking up, I won't feel lonely alone.

Jack was an amazing kid, he was always able to wake up at the same time as he was awakened by the nightmare, as if he had the same nightmare.Looking into Jack's clear eyes, the whole person felt at ease.Later, when I slept with Jack, as long as I hugged him, no nightmare would come.

But he lost Jack in a fit of anger, so the nightmare came to him again to punish him.In the empty alley this time, Jack's body was lying together.Lying between the unresponsive bodies of mom and dad, lying in a pool of blood, unable to get close.

Since moving out of the Wayne house, nightmares have seldom visited.Sometimes he vaguely felt that he had had a nightmare, but in the dream, there was a pair of hands that pulled him out of the quagmire.Those hands were very cold, so cold that there was no warmth, but miraculously took him away from the nightmare and returned to peace.

Just like when Jack was still there, there was a reassuring force.

Bruce lay on the bed, watching the headlights dangling from the ceiling, emptying his mind.It has been more than a month since he left Wayne's house, and he has come into contact with many worlds that he has never seen before.Stealing money, hitting people, eating leftovers and sleeping on the street, although the magician always likes to challenge his limits, Bruce finds this kind of life very interesting.

He never knew that snacks worth a few dollars could compare to steaks in top restaurants, and he never knew that drinks bought casually on the roadside would be more satisfying than freshly squeezed juices.He never knew that the person who smiles at you is not necessarily the one who treats you well, nor does he know that the person who treats you fiercely may be the one who really cares about you.

The magician took him to witness a world he had never seen before, although it was dark and cold, it was so real.That's Gotham, not the bright lights he came into contact with, not the tangle of chips he knew.The real Gotham is running around for your next meal, the real Gotham is falling but not losing hope.

Bruce suddenly understood that when he found the magician to make his request, the other party looked at what he said.As the magician said, Gotham is a self-defeating beauty, but also a fighter who never gives up hope in the front line.She is complex and changeable, but also the most real, fascinating...

Bruce heard the sound of someone entering the door, then the muffled sound of the sofa, and then silence.Selena recently went to see her friends in the underground street, and none of them live in the house.After all, the magician didn't hide the fact that their house was a short-term rental, so Selena only came to play occasionally.

As for the magician, Selena told him that the magician lived with her before, and occasionally went to the red light district to stay for one night.Now the house is rented to take care of Bruce, so the only people who really live in the house are Bruce and the magician.

"Magician?" Bruce heard every sound in the living room for a long time, opened the door and entered the living room.Speaking of knowing each other for almost two months, the magician never told him what his real name was. Selena seemed to know it, but whenever she asked, she always avoided it.

"En!" Hearing someone calling himself, the person on the sofa snorted, and then fell silent.Bruce heard that the magician's voice was hoarse, and turned to turn on the light in the living room.The person lying on the sofa has a face that Bruce doesn't recognize, but recently the magician has changed his face too frequently, and Bruce has calmed down.

"What's the matter with you?" It's not that the magician has come back so late before, but it's the first time he's so tired.

"I feel that my life is hopeless~ The sea is my water, the West Lake is my tears~" Bruce sang and said it. Bruce had never heard this tune, but he didn't need to guess that he knew it was made up by the magician himself. Song.

"It's early in the morning, go back to sleep!" Bruce pushed the person lying on the sofa, but was shaken by the warm touch.He lived with the magician for almost a month and a half, so he naturally knew that the magician's body temperature was much lower than that of ordinary people.Now the body temperature he felt was a bit hot for normal people.

"Hey, you don't have a fever, do you?" Bruce reached out to touch the magician's head, and it was really hot. "Is there any medicine? If there is no medicine, we can only go to the hospital!"

The person lying on the sofa raised his eyes feebly, his pupils looked at Bruce without focus.After staring at Bruce for a long time, when Bruce thought that the other party was burning stupid, the other party cracked his mouth and smiled: "Hey, Gotham baby, why did you accidentally plant a little rabbit at last! Ahaha, a mistake can last forever Hate!"

"What the hell?" The first half was in English, which Bruce could understand, but the latter part was in a language Bruce hadn't learned.It sounds like Chinese, but it's not that similar, and Bruce is not sure: "Hey, let me take you to the hospital, you have a high fever now!"

A normal person’s body temperature is enough to take some medicine and sleep for a while, but the magician’s body temperature is frighteningly low on weekdays, and Bruce can’t tell if he should be treated like a normal person with his body temperature now, or should he be considered a super high fever, and he is about to face Burning silly situation.So put up the other side's arm and prepare to help the other side up.

"Don't!" Jacob pushed Bruce willfully, not only knocking him to the ground, but also laying down on the sofa again.Rubbing the sofa in satisfaction, Jacob showed two small canine teeth, and grinned with dimples: "Hey Bruce, I won't burn it if you call the little bat!"

Bruce's most hated animal, bat, bar none!

Looking condescendingly at the smirking man on the sofa, Bruce turned around resignedly to fetch a basin of water, and then wiped off the messy outfit on the magician's face.The paleness revealed under the skin this time made Bruce feel something was wrong.His parents are doctors, and they have learned a lot of medical theory since childhood, but his face is pale when the temperature is so high...

"Get up, we have to take you to the hospital!" Bruce was really a little panicked, except for Selena, he already regarded this big brother who likes to bully him as a friend.Although most of the time this guy is quite unreliable, but at least he can feel the other party's concern for him.

"Don't go to the hospital!" pursed his lips, "If you send me to the hospital, I'll tell your father to go!" Someone with a completely young IQ said, "When the time comes, not only your father will beat you, but your brother will also beat you! At that time, you will be in mixed doubles, and I will enter the group P state together!"

Bruce looked at the large young child who was being driven by himself with one hand, and the other hand was holding on to the sofa, and he had a headache: "Going to the hospital is for your own good, let the doctor give you an injection and you will be fine!"

"No!" The magician nodded, refusing with a serious face, "It's a bald bastard wearing glasses! They will capture you for experiments, and then you will see God! God told you, you Your life is not over, so go to hell! Then you saw Jesus..." A bunch of nonsense.

Bruce twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling like he was taking care of a child.

Oh, it's not an illusion!

Bruce looked seriously at the magician who rubbed his eyes, waited for a pair of out-of-focus blue eyes, and then started crying without a word, and was instantly dumbfounded.

Ah Fu, is it too late for me to go home now?