Mrs Wayne

I instinctively stepped back a little in an instant. Before that guy could say a word, the next second, I saw Bruce rushing out, directly blocking my parents and me. The speed that couldn't cover his ears directly knocked away the weapon in the opponent's hand. This speed and reaction, including his movements, seemed to have been simulated countless times. , directly raised his hand and gave the other party a hard punch, the guy in the red hat who looked like a drug addict fell straight to the ground, and then, under the stunned eyes of my parents and me, Bruce slammed the opponent's face fiercely with one punch after another. Although I couldn't see his expression at the moment, I even felt a kind of madness from his movements.

It was a kind of indescribable madness. He seemed to be stimulated. Amid the exclamations of the people around him, he punched and punched, and there was no way to stop.

Accompanied by the groaning and groaning of the knocked down man, he was still gasping for breath. In the dark alley, all I could see was my husband with his back turned to me and the man who tried to rob us at gunpoint. , to give the most angry response.

"Bruce..." I called softly, but my husband seemed to be unable to hear me at all, walking on the bumpy path in high heels, I took a few steps forward, and talked to the equally surprised parents Glancing, the bang bang made us all at a loss, until I saw the rough-dressed Bruce raised his fist again, I couldn't help it anymore, and stepped forward and hugged his arm directly from behind .

"Stop it, honey."

I said softly to him, "He's going to die."

It's not worth it for such a scumbag.

Bruce stopped as if he had just woken up from a dream. The man in the black woolen coat looked up at me at this moment. Those blue eyes were filled with fear and anger. He seemed to be A frightened male lion, even if he was the one who defeated the opponent, the sweat from his forehead looked extraordinarily frightened.

Drops of cold sweat slipped from the corners of his forehead, and Bruce looked a little panicked at the moment. The owner of that handsome face looked at me quietly at the moment, still breathing rapidly, and I found that his fists were all stained. Blood stains, holding his trembling fist, my heart was caught at once, holding his hand, I repeated to him, "Enough, Bruce, he is no longer a threat to us. "

Bruce’s expression was still a little puzzled. He slowly shifted his gaze from me to Mama Martha and Papa Thomas. The two of them also looked at this place with surprise and concern at this moment. It seemed as if he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he fell into my arms all of a sudden. I hugged him distressedly, and then directly hugged him tighter.

"everything is over."

My husband was panting, and his deep facial features were slightly stretched. He seemed to wake up from a nightmare that would never go away, hugged me and said, "Yes, it's over."

Although Martha's mother and Thomas' father were also attacked, considering their age and our status, we let them go back first, leaving me and Bruce here waiting for the police to arrive, and my husband stayed alone Sitting blankly in a small corner, wearing a look coat, he seemed to be blending into the darkness at this moment.

His mood at the moment is still very wrong, he is even in a daze, his fingertips are still twitching, and with his eyes constantly closed, I even feel like he is recalling some terrible scene, again and again again.

When I walked in front of him, I looked down at the man sitting in the corner of the alley by the moonlight. He seemed to have noticed my arrival, and then suddenly stretched out his hand to me and opened his arms Seeing that begging expression, I sat on his lap, the man stretched out his hand and gently embraced my waist, and easily hugged me into his arms. The man leaned towards me He gasped in his ear, "I've been here before."

"what?"

As if he really wanted to talk, he hugged me and almost put me in his arms. Bruce continued without a pause, "I've been here before, right here."

Bruce’s expression looked like he was about to cry, and there was even a little bit of water in his blue eyes. He hugged me and made me feel like he was holding my own life-saving straw, “At that time I'm sitting there alone, I don't say a word, I don't know what to say, they come to me but I don't want to talk."

"I don't want to talk, you understand?"

He looked at me beggingly, with endless regret and pain in his eyes, "Everyone is comforting me, I still remember every word they said to me, I still remember every word that person said, I still remember them saying to me, boy, it's not your fault."

I stared blankly at him, Bruce leaned close to my ear and kissed my ear, his warm and rapid breathing made me feel his struggle and pain, "You should go home."

Stretching out my hand, I gently stroked the tough lines of the man in front of me. He is obviously so powerful and can protect us easily, but he also looks so fragile. At this moment, he looks as fragile as a piece of glass. As long as it is tapped lightly, it may be broken into pieces in the next second.

He stretched out his hand to hold my hand, and then put my hand on his mouth like this, and the man who kissed my hand little by little, leaned against my ear like this, his voice seemed to be a little painful repeated, "I shouldn't be afraid, let them get out of there first, I shouldn't."

Bruce in the alley, just talking to me little by little, seems to have completely fallen into a horrible nightmare, this nightmare seems to have invaded him for countless years, countless times, whenever he digs it out Bloody and bloody, even though he is an adult, even if he is invincible, but the person standing here makes me feel like I saw a [-]-year-old boy sitting here helplessly and alone. I didn't even dare to cry, I just sat there quietly.

"Don't be afraid, Bruce." I stretched out my other hand, stroked his cheek like this, and then placed a light kiss on his somewhat cold face, "We are all fine, we will return later Home."

It seems that this sentence touched him completely. The husband sitting in the cold corner raised his head at this moment and looked at me quietly with those blue eyes. In the dark night, his eyes just seemed to be covered with tears. Washed, even so clear that one can only think of the sky after the rain, Bruce just grabbed my hand, took a deep breath, then put his arms around me and said, "Yeah, we'll go home later."

"do you know?"

My husband seemed to be poked at a certain point, he couldn't restrain his emotions at the moment, he said to me, "I have wanted to grow up countless times, and I have fantasized that one day I can protect them , and now it has finally come true.”

Bruce kissed me lightly on the lips, his breath was warm and intoxicating in the cold night, "You don't know, this is really good for me."

"And you."

He looked at me quietly with his blue eyes, kissed me and put his arms around my waist and said, "And you are the most precious treasure in my world."

"The moment I knocked him down, I was no longer that little boy." His arms tightened slightly, and he hugged me and said with emotion, "I'm really... so happy."

But I'm confused, why Bruce's emotions are so ups and downs, I mean I can understand that he is really excited to protect us, but why is he so happy.

He even gave me a feeling of relief, like relief from a long nightmare.

And when he set those deep blue eyes on me, for some reason, I had the illusion of being stared at by some carnivorous animal, just when Bruce came over and kissed my lips again, we Suddenly there was a coughing sound not far away, and when I turned my head, I saw Director Gordon looking at us with a complicated expression at the moment, "Meet you again, both of you."

He said unhurriedly, "Have you ever thought that this is a letter from the Owl Court?"

Bruce put his arm around me, then pulled me into his arms and smiled, "Maybe."

After we finished chatting with Director Gordon, I stood beside me and saw Bruce as if he had been freed from a nightmare, talking about what happened just now very calmly, but occasionally he looked at Gordon with a very complicated expression , as if missing something, but also as if there is nothing.

"I see." Gordon looked at us, then patted Bruce on the shoulder, looked up at the sky and said, "It's been a long night, hasn't it?"

Bruce paused, "Yes."

The man who stretched out his hand to hold me anytime and anywhere held me half in his arms. He showed a very faint smile for the first time tonight, "But the night will eventually pass."

"The sun will still rise as usual, go back to sleep, officer, it's all over."

Gordon glanced at Bruce, looking a little surprised.

Then Bruce carried me to the car again. Before I could drive, I was hugged by Bruce again in the next second. The man supported the side of the car with one hand, and then imprisoned me in his arms. My husband looked down at me, moved to my lips again, and gently pecked my lips.

The man said seriously to me in the dark car, "I haven't finished yet."

In the narrow compartment, the man was panting and looking at me like this, almost completely covering my whole body, I felt that he seemed to be excited in an instant, he stretched out his hands and pressed my sides, and then looked at me Looking at me, he said very, very seriously, "I still have a lot of things I want to say to you, just to you."

He leaned over and kissed me on the lips again, and Bruce's breathing became more and more rapid.

He stared at me and said with a breath that could almost set my whole body on fire, "My wife."

In the narrow carriage, the man kissed my neck affectionately, and added with a low smile, "My little Rose."

The author has something to say:

According to the Gotham TV series, oh, many people say that this TV series is rubbish, but I think the acting skills of the Penguin, Riddler, and Joker in it are quite good.

The fish mothers are pretty good... The villain's acting skills are all online! ?Big fuck

The design was that Gordon met the young Bruce and vowed to help Bruce solve the case.

Of course, it was Bruce himself who found it in Nolan...

Anyway, the master has finally grown up, he is good enough to protect his parents and loved ones in front of them.

I hope he can live a happier life than anyone else, he has too many burdens and too much psychological pressure!kisses

Love him, love everyone!