Win Wayne

Wen kept smiling.

Damn it, brother stinky is pretty good at talking.

He can fight and talk, was born well and looks pretty, and his IQ doesn't look low. After thinking about it, Wen suddenly realized that the stinky brother is a talent.

But whether she is talented or not has nothing to do with her.

"Damian." Bruce scolded in a low voice, "how did you talk?"

"It's okay." Wen was not affected at all, on the contrary, she was in a pretty good mood, "Sometimes this kind of thing happens, two people can't get along, I'm afraid this is the case with Damian . Glad I could hear the truth."

The last sentence was addressed to Damian alone, and Wen nodded friendly to his younger brother, deciding to forgive Damian for his bad attitude.

It can't be said to forgive, it's as if she had hated Damian before.

Of course, Wen is not broad-minded enough to simply laugh off Damian's malice, but when she confines her thinking to this family, it is easy to get angry because of Damian's differential treatment, but Once she knew the "secret" itself, and looked at Damian's statement with an unemotional gaze, it was easy to draw conclusions.

Neither Damian in the parallel world nor Damian in this world has ever denied Wendy or Wen himself.

Damian also never denied that she was "sister".

He denies that Wendy and Wen are part of the Bat-family.

Damian has his own logic, and according to his logic, Wendy and Wen are not worthy of his excessive emotion.Wen can imagine the collision between this irascible guy and the rest of the Bat-family. He needs fierce conflicts and fights, needs to be thwarted, and then he can learn from his failures, gradually learn to adjust his pace, and learn to understand the thoughts of ordinary people.

And conflict and fighting——is a link that he and Wendy will always be missing.

Damian glanced at her coldly, turned his head with a stinky face, and Wen Xin said that I must be drifting away, but I still think Brother Smelly is cute.

"I want to go out and see tomorrow." Wen asked Bruce, "Will Tim come with me?"

Bruce looked at Tim: "Tim?"

"...Me?" Tim pointed to himself.

"Yes, I have seen your class schedule," Wen said lightly, "You don't have any classes tomorrow, I can pick you up with Alfred, and then we can go for a walk in the city. I haven't read it carefully yet What about Gotham?"

Dick volunteered: "I can go too! I'm free tomorrow!"

"I want to hang out with Tim alone, chat or something." Wen said, "You can wait, Dick, Alfred said you have a long vacation, you are free every day, except for a little tomorrow Tim In my spare time, I have to participate in extracurricular group activities.”

"Okay." There was a good reason for that, and Dick happily agreed. "Can I call someone else?"

Wen raised his eyebrows: "Who do you want to call?"

"Barbara, Barbara Gordon, her father is the commissioner of the Gotham Police Department," Dick said briskly. "I've been dating her recently, but I haven't reached the point where I'm in a relationship."

This name doesn't have much impression in Wendy's mind, maybe because Dick in the parallel world was not with Barbara, or Wendy didn't have much memory when they were together.

"I'm fine," Wen said. "That's it."

Wen Neng felt that she and the Wayne family were getting better and better.

When her attitude was not good, both Bruce and Dick showed her welcome, so it is not surprising that this situation is now.Wen has always had doubts about integrating into this family. Even now that she has decided to get along with them, her doubts have not diminished in the slightest, or even worsened.

Can superheroes have an intimate relationship, whether it's love, friendship, or family, without each other being concealed?

The answer is definitely not.

Maybe that's why Wendy couldn't be happy.

...But the core factor is obviously still in her, although her character is actually more inherent.

People who suffer from illness for a long time are almost doomed to have no healthy character.

Ordinary girls are not able to stabilize their emotions when they have a cold, fever, lack of sleep, or physical pain, let alone Wendy.

Wen returned to the room.

Alfred is very efficient. The bedroom has been fully remodeled in the afternoon. The luxurious big bed has been replaced with a simple and warm light-colored wooden bed, which looks like an enlarged low sofa. Moved to the balcony.

The small table that was originally placed on the balcony was removed, and a small circle of mint was hung on the balcony, and the aroma of mint can be smelled as soon as you approach.

This is a small improvement made by Alfred. Wen is impatient with taking care of plants, but this is the main house of Wayne. I also know that the old housekeeper will take the initiative to take care of the responsibility. nothing to say.

The desk against the wall was removed and replaced with a larger desktop, and a large game screen and console were placed according to Wen's idea.

The desk bookshelf, which was more practical than decorative, was also removed and replaced with a shelf in the form of Duobaoge. A few small pots of prickly pears and a miniature fish tank not much bigger than a palm were placed on it, which was only slightly bigger than a fingernail. The colorful small fish are swimming. When you are bored, just watching them swim around is very convenient to pass the time.

"I redesigned the room as best I could according to your idea," said Alfred. "Is there anything else that needs to be improved, Miss Wen?"

"It's already very beautiful, thank you, Alfred, I'm very satisfied." Wen said, "It's also very beautiful before, but I want my room to be according to my own ideas."

"Yes, Miss Wen." Alfred said, "Of course your room will take your wishes first."

He leaned over slightly, and found that Wen didn't have anything to order, so he walked away quietly.

Win locked the door, jumped on the bed and rolled.

Tim returned to the room, first finished today's homework, and then dug out the study materials to be used later, made a summary and sent it to the members of the activity group.

While waiting for the reply, he checked the mailbox, selected the important parts and sent them to his Chaoying companions, and arranged everyone's tasks. Then the replies from the students also arrived, and he answered the students' questions non-stop.

After he finished all this, he finally had a little free time to think about tomorrow.

Tim's first instinct was to contact Connor.

Thankfully, Connor answered the phone.

"Tomorrow I'm taking Wen on a tour of Gotham," Tim said. "She asked. Why did she ask? What did you say to her?"

"I didn't say anything," Connor replied on the phone. "Why do you think I said something?"

"Because I couldn't figure out why she would target me. I was unsurprising and unobtrusive - Dick was the most welcome person when she came back and I thought she would pay more attention to Dick ’ Tim frowned. “But Win seems to be avoiding Dick a bit. Maybe it’s my fault.”

"Wen is not the kind of person who will respond if you like her."

"No, she likes Dick, everyone can feel it," Tim retorted. "Besides Bruce, the person she cares about most is Dick."

"She is most concerned about Damian."

Tim choked for a moment: "...that's true. But I still can't figure out why she let me accompany her to visit Gotham."

"God," Connor couldn't stand it, "what reason do you have to find?"

"I don't like having to deal with unexpected situations like this. I don't know anything about her."

"That's just right." Connor's voice couldn't be happier. Even if he didn't meet face to face, Tim could still imagine Connor's smug smile, "I'll get to know her tomorrow."

"..."

"You don't like her? Impossible, can anyone in the world escape Wen's charms? She's the cutest girl I've ever met, and it's not like I'm talking big, Tim, I never say big talk."

"I don't know how on earth you two got together."

"Hey! Pay attention, what does it mean to get together!" Connor protested, "We fell in love at first sight in the romantic hot spring pool. Think about it, under the aurora in Iceland, I met my true love."

"What about the process?"

"Well—I fell in love with her beauty first, and then she was quite pleased with my face and body, and we're always very attractive, you know, Tim, when I realized that I It's so interesting, and she doesn't reject me, so then, I just need to do a little trick."

"Sounds like you're pretty good at it." Tim couldn't help but sarcastically at Connor.

"Of course, Tim, handy!"

"...I don't know what happened between you two, but I'm sure the facts are not the same as what you said." Tim couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm serious, Connor, what does she mean?"

It wasn't the first day Connor had known Tim either.

As soon as Tim asked, Connor knew that Tim was trying to find out.

He won't fall into Tim's routine easily!

Tim originally wanted to hear reasonable advice from Connor, but Connor instead tortured him: "There's something wrong with you, Tim, why are you so nervous about Wen's matter?"

"Why am I not nervous? I'm totally unprepared."

"The world doesn't work according to your plan, planner," Connor said. "Even if you can predict what most people think, Wen is still a girl you don't understand. When she wants to do something, you follow her." Just go at your own pace, don’t think too much about it.”

"Okay." Tim knew he might have heard something from Connor.

"However, I do have a small suggestion for you." Connor said suddenly, "A small suggestion-follow her pace, but don't be led by her nose. If you really let her mess around God knows what will happen. Maybe she will lose her life."

"This is the process between you?"

Connor: "...Damn. You found out."

Unexpectedly, he still fell into Tim's routine, and Connor couldn't help reflecting on his complacency.It's also because he has a good relationship with Tim, and it's always hard to hide yourself in front of good friends.

"Tell me," Tim said, "how Wyn almost killed himself."

"Well, I don't know if she would like to let others know about the situation at that time..." Connor said distressedly, "I'll send a message to ask her."

Tim gasped. "Are you stupid? Don't..."

"She replied." Connor's voice came from far to near. It sounded like he put the phone to his ear again after watching the screen of the phone. "She doesn't mind letting others know."

Tim: "...so fast. Is she waiting for your message at any time?"

"Although we have a very good relationship, Wen won't do this kind of thing. She's too lazy to do it. She didn't even set a special ringtone for me." Connor muttered, "She only does it under one possibility." Reply to the message in seconds."

Tim's curiosity was piqued: "What's going on?"

"She's definitely on her phone right now," Connor said.

Tim hasn't been in a formal relationship yet, but even though he has zero practical experience in love, he still feels that this doesn't seem to be a normal atmosphere between couples who are in a passionate relationship...

But Connor's words interrupted Tim's thoughts. He said: "We met in Iceland. I just found a place with few people to relax. Wen specially came to see the aurora. She went to the island on the first day. Going to soak in an undeveloped hot spring, when I found out, she was so weak from soaking in the hot spring that she was scratched by the gravel on the bottom of her foot, fell into the hot spring pool and drowned half to death."

Tim's forehead was sweating, and his voice began to tremble: "If you weren't there..."

"Then she probably rotted in the hot spring." Connor said calmly, "It must be a pity, even if she is not my girlfriend, I would think so. She is still young and beautiful. Even if she hadn't met me, she You will also meet someone worthy of love and live a happy life.”

"How can you be so calm?"

"Because that's not going to happen anymore. She met me. Although we were together a bit beyond my expectations." Connor said.

His voice became incoherent again: "It's a pity to think about it. People like me and Wen should wander freely for a longer time. How could we have established a relationship so early? How many people in the world have lived Leading a worthless and unsurprising life, the only bright spot may be at a certain moment when we met. If Wen and I were not together, maybe they could get a kiss, but now they can only look at me and Wen Kissed. I feel sorry for them."

Tim: "..."

He said coldly: "Sometimes I really don't know how to respond to your words."

"Don't mind, I've already comforted myself." Connor said stinkingly, "I think the scene of me and Wen kissing is enough for them to be fascinated, imagine what a dreamy scene it is, and the movie can't make it like this The effect. They couldn't choose a character like me and Wen, and we all know that the movie is fake. God, I'm starting to envy the onlookers who can witness the love between me and Wen."

Tim still remembers Dick being a fool when he was in love.

How stupid of me, he said to himself, how naive of me to think no one could be stupider than Dick.

"I'm jealous of you, Tim, I'm so jealous of you." Connor was still talking, and he sounded hatefully sincere, and he really meant it. Wen's love."

Tim resisted the thought of beating Connor violently: "...I see, I'm dead."

"Goodbye, Tim," Connor said cheerfully. "Have fun, Wen is easy to talk to, and she's never unhappy when she's with me anyway."

Tim slammed the call down.