Win Wayne

But what made Wen feel suffocated this time was not the atmosphere of the family, but Wendy's reaction.

It's totally unexpected!

Wendy actually behaved like this at home!

Although he knew that Wen's acting skills should not be underestimated, but the contrast in personality was too great, right?That Wendy, who is always full of irritability and bad mood, is actually such a gentle lady at home?

Wen felt a little queasy.Not for anything else, but for Wendy's resignation.

It's not entirely because of Wendy's resignation, it's more of a kind... a corresponding physiological reaction after the accumulation of depression and suffocation for too long.

She retched a few times and finally felt much more comfortable.

And the scene related to the study also ended in Wen's upset, Wendy appeared wearing a beautiful dress again, the melodious soundtrack floated in the garden, under the dazzling lights, her smile was as impeccable as a sculpture, Wendy Notice that Wendy's eyes are always full of affection.

I don't know if it's her talent.

Whether it's Wen or not doesn't give a damn.The only thing she desires now is to get out of this nightmare. To be honest, she doesn't care about Wendy's past.

She hated anyone or anything that would eclipse her happiness, including Wendy, but Wendy was someone she could never avoid, and Wen never made things difficult for herself.

Since it's impossible to avoid someone you hate, try to find a way to get along with her.

Wendy is very mean, but meanness is often synonymous with smartness. Whether ordinary people with average IQs are willing to admit it or not, as long as there are smart people in their lives, they will definitely be stabbed by that insight and sharpness.

Wen never felt that she was stabbed... purely because she didn't care what Wendy said about her at all, and she had a kind and friendly attitude towards Wendy.

How did Wendy ask her before?

"When will I take this world seriously?" Wen asked himself with a smile.

She was sitting on the stairs of the main gate of Wayne's main house, with her legs stretched out wantonly, the heavy rain hit her bare calves, and then slid down the skin, this sense of flow made Wen a little fascinated.

"I also want to ask when will you stop torturing yourself repeatedly." Wen said again, "I really can't understand why you have to cling to the past so tightly."

A piece of skirt appeared in the corner of Wen's eyes.

It's Wendy.

Wen didn't bother to turn his head to look, and he was sure that Wendy couldn't really see her, couldn't find her like she could find Wendy clearly in sight.

All the communication between her and Wendy in the dream only exists in "feeling".

And it feels too unreal.

Now Wen doesn't even look at what's going on around Wendy at all, she only cares about one thing: When will Wendy's dream end?

Can she still sleep well!

The torrential rain never stops.

Wen, who was in a particularly irritable mood, listened to the sound of pattering rain. The sound of water for a long time was the background color of the whole dream. His tyrannical adaptability withstood the torrential rain.

The sound of rain made her drowsy.

So Wen decided to go with her own thoughts. She stood up, stepped wetly into the castle, and walked all the way back to Wendy's bedroom.

The big fluffy bed tempted Wen like a piece of delicious cotton candy. She lay on it and fell asleep almost as soon as she closed her eyes.

After waking up again, Wen blinked hard a few times, and was relieved after seeing himself lying in the second bedroom of that New York apartment as he wished, knowing that he was not in a dream now.

So the way out of Wendy's mind world is to fall asleep in her dreams?

It sounds weird, but if she accidentally goes in next time, she can try this method to get out.

After returning to reality, I feel warm and refreshed!Natasha went on a mission again during this time, so Wen made himself a breakfast.

It's very simple, take the bread slices out of the refrigerator, cut them, put them in the toaster while toasting, heat the pan, put a little oil, put an egg and two slices of bacon.

Then cut the fruits and vegetables, turn over the eggs and bacon after cutting, and then come back to cut the fruits and vegetables into juice and pour them into the cup.

Fried eggs and bacon sandwiched in toasted bread, served with fruit and vegetable juice, is a qualified breakfast!

Nat only taught Wen once, and Wen learned it.

But she couldn't fry eggs nicely and tenderly, and the bacon slices were a little burnt like Nat.It is no problem to eat together alive, it may take a while to practice.

Wen finished the breakfast in two or three gulps, and there was some fruit and vegetable juice left at the end. While drinking, she took out her mobile phone to see if there was anything interesting.

"Today we're going to Gotham." Wendy said.

Wen put down his phone, turned to Wendy, and finally found her on the sofa.

"Why?" she asked.

"...Do you still remember what I told you about my second brother?" Wendy said, "Today is his death day."

Wen understood: "You want to visit the grave."

Do you want to tell Wendy that she dreamed again when she went to bed last night?Wendy didn't look like she knew, Wendy could sense it.

The leader of that dream was Wendy, and her existence was more like a ghost that Wendy occasionally had a premonition about.

Forget it, don't talk about it, it's too troublesome.

And she didn't know how Wendy would react.

"Do you have to go to Gotham?" Wen was in a dilemma. "Can't you build a grave for him in your heart, and spend time every year on the anniversary of his death to miss your relationship? Or don't engage in these formalisms, you just need to Just keep not forgetting him, let him live in your heart."

Wendy stared at her and said slowly, "We're going to Gotham."

"...You speak so lightly!" Wen thumped the plate with a fork, "Who suffers from allergies? Who suffers from phobias? You only hide behind me to say something like this So easy and easy!"

"Who gave you the money you spent?"

Damn, I can make money myself, okay?

It's not that this tattered body is so pampered that it increases the cost of living, and it also prevents odd jobs and is so beautiful that it will cause trouble, and you didn't create a degree for yourself that is enough to fool people!

Although I can't make a lot of money, the money I make is more than enough to support myself and live happily!

Wen gave in: "Okay, let's go to Gotham to visit the grave today."

She took a long time to pack the pots, pans and tableware, slowly wiped the table, and went to the closet to spend several times the time she usually spends on choosing clothes to choose clothes for herself.

During this period, Wen had been expecting Wendy to change her mind, but Wendy didn't say anything, and stood behind her without saying a word.

That look is like that of a supervisor.

"Take the clothes Tony gave you." Wendy said, "Don't go by plane."

"How do you get there without flying?" Wen was stunned, "You don't want me to drive there, do you? It won't take me a day!"

"Call Barry."

Wen: "...Although it doesn't make much difference to them no matter where they are in the world, it still makes a difference to me. If I remember correctly, Kuaiyin is in New York now?"

"Quicksilver is not suitable."

"Is Barry the right fit?! And I don't know how to explain it to him—explain that I know he's the Flash!"

"It can be pushed to Diana." Wendy said, "Barry had a crush on Heroine for a short time..."

Wen exclaimed excitedly: "What? Really? Tell me, what about the details? Has Barry pursued Diana? How did Diana react?"

"...he tried to flirt with the heroine, but the technique was clumsy, and he tried to ask the heroine out. After being rejected a few times, he gave up. There was no interesting plot, no emotional entanglement, and it ended without beginning." Wendy said, "So Barry isn't going to ask Diana if she told you he's The Flash."

Wen said, "Where did you know so many Chaoying identities and secrets?"

"Tony told me. Tony from another world."

"What's your relationship with Tony in your own world?" Wen wondered, "Isn't he still your friend? Because——because I think the way you get along is already very similar to friends."

"He was my mentor."

Wen said hesitantly, "Like, he's Spider-Man's kind of mentor—mentor?"

"He taught me more about technology."

Wen felt that her guess was impossible, but she asked anyway: "You want to be a superhero?"

"Of course not." Wendy said.

She stared deeply at Wen.

She seemed to be carefully considering the vocabulary for a while before she told Wen: "I hope that all superheroes and super villains, all super humans, and all strange magic in this world will disappear."

Wen said heartlessly: "Then you should have been born in my world. My world doesn't have such things as Super Premier League, they only appear in fictional works."

"I know." Wendy said, "We're so different."

She lowered her eyes in a rare daze.

However, Wendy had witnessed the wonderful relationship between Wendy and her second brother with his own eyes, so he could understand that Wendy was in a gloomy mood now.

She called Barry according to Wendy's instructions.

When the call was connected, Barry was still in the laboratory struggling with the experiment report.

He put the mobile phone on the computer table opposite the experimental table, and he didn't notice the buzzing vibration for a while. Barry didn't want to answer the phone at first, but this experiment really upset him.

Maybe the call will bring some good news and restore his confidence.

Wen's name was displayed on the screen.

It turned out to be Wen!Bat family's single cub!

It may be that the impression brought by the first meeting was too deep. When he thought of Wen, the little girl with bulging cheeks walking on the side of the road and eating bread automatically appeared in Barry's mind. He was so cute that he couldn't move his eyes!

But then the scene was switched to the appearance of Wen lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and his face pale. He was so weak that Barry was on tenterhooks.

Even the joy of Wen taking the initiative to call was diluted a lot.

Barry quickly connected, and just blurted out a "Hello" when Wen said, "I know you're The Flash, Barry."

This phone call will not bring any good news to regain his confidence!

This call made his situation worse!

Why can this Bat Cub who is not involved in the Batman family business find out his true identity!

Barry was very sad, but he had to force a smile: "What did you just say?"

"I know you're the Flash, Diana told me."

Barry's first reaction was that the Hero really liked Wen—and then he wondered why the Hero would tell Wen who he really was?

Could it be that the woman saw Wen's mobile phone number in Wen's mobile phone—the woman memorized his mobile number! ?Impossible, even if the woman wants to memorize, she will memorize the numbers of Superman and Bat instead of his - it should be that the gentle woman mentioned "stalker" when chatting?

Chances are high.

"She, she told you?" Barry thought for a few seconds whether to deny it to death, and finally decided to admit his identity.

Because if Wynn told Wonn that he denied being the Flash, the grumpy Wyrm might fly over and bring him up to Wynn to confront him.

That would be ugly!

Barry absolutely doesn't want to be so embarrassed in front of Wen!

"Well, she told me that if there is anything I need your help with, I can come to you." Wen said, she glanced at Wendy, "I now...I have to go back to Gotham. You can send me In the past?"

Barry immediately equates "send Wen back to Gotham" with "send Wen back to Gotham and make sure she doesn't get caught by Bruce Wayne".

If Wen's father had been nothing more than Bruce Wayne, Barry would have happily accepted the assignment.

But Wen!Did you know that your father is Batman!

The words of refusal swirled in Barry's mouth, but he still asked, "What do you want to do when you go back to Gotham? Go home?"

"Today is my second brother's death day," Wen said, "I'll go back and visit his grave."

Barry: "..."

If he remembers correctly, Bat's second adopted son, the second Robin, Jason Todd, has been dead and back to life for a while.

He suddenly felt complicated, because if Wen didn't know that every member of her family except her was Chaoying, then Jason's death would be hard to explain. Maybe Wen thought her second brother died in a car accident and the rescue failed. .

When Jason died, Wen didn't know the real cause of Jason's death.

After Jason was resurrected, no one could explain to Wen why the dead Jason appeared alive again.

Barry was so sad, Barry felt that he could not coldly refuse the request to drop the temperature after knowing everything.

"Okay," he said with a sigh, "wait a moment, I still have something to deal with here, and I'll be right there after it's settled."

He called Diana to clarify the situation, but he wisely didn't ask why Diana exposed him in front of Wen so directly.

"...that's it," Barry said. "Do you know what the bat is doing now? Can you think of a way to keep him out of Gotham for a while?"

Let Batman be too busy to manage Gotham for a while!

Barry knew he was joking.

Unexpectedly, after thinking for a while, Diana did not refute directly, but said, "Did you know that Bat has a biological son that he doesn't even know about?"

Barry immediately thought of the "little brother" Wen had mentioned.

She is defiant, has a bad temper, and looks down on Wen very much.

However, according to Wen's words, the bat has brought this little boy home for a while.

Why did Diana say that the bat didn't even know he had a son?

Could it be another one?

Barry was shocked—no wonder, Barry was not shocked that Bat had another biological son that he didn't know about.

But just to be on the safe side, he still asked, "Who did you listen to?"

"Superman told me," Diana said. "He's seen Wen, too."

great!Now there are three people in their secret alliance!Combine the powers of Superman, Wonder Woman, and his Flash to hide from Batman for a little while, and you're sure to succeed!

Barry said joyfully, "Superman is also willing to help?"

"He didn't say it clearly, but just now, he told me that Batman is not in Gotham, but went to the League of Assassins, and he won't be back in a short time." Diana said.

"League of Assassins? I remember Talia Ogul and the bats..." Barry cut off his words, "Go ahead."

"In addition, because Wen lives in New York, I asked the Black Widow to take care of her a little bit. The Black Widow said that Wen met Iron Man again and had a good relationship with Iron Man." Diana added, "I will contact Iron Man later, He shouldn't mind offering us some help."

"That's it. You can take Wen directly to Gotham, and we will take care of cleaning up the traces and diverting the bat's attention." Diana said flatly, "That's it."

Barry stared blankly at the phone, thought and thought, but couldn't figure it out... How did things turn into such a development?

While waiting for Barry to come over, Wen said to Wendy, "I don't like Gotham."

"We're only going for a short while, and we won't settle down there." Wendy said, "Take double doses of medicine today."

Wen Yiyan did as he said, and said to Wendy: "Why do you insist on not seeing a psychiatrist?"

"Of course I read it. Do you think these medicines are all prepared for allergies? You don't need to take allergy medicines every day. You can just take them before and after encountering allergens."

Wen asked curiously: "What diagnosis did the psychiatrist give? These phobias can be relieved by taking medicine."

"The doctor didn't diagnose phobia, but the diagnosis was severe depression and post-traumatic stress disorder." Wendy said calmly, "prescribed a lot of drugs. I am highly addictive, affect memory and intelligence, and can cause obesity. They were all replaced, and only a few safe ones were left."

"You should take all the medicine," Wen said. "Listen to the doctor."

"Why? Listen to the doctor and turn yourself into an ugly, fat, stupid witch?" Wendy snorted, "I will never destroy my charm in pursuit of a healthy mentality that doesn't exist at all."

Wen said: "You think mental health will destroy your charm?"

"Didn't you find out? Please, don't tell me you didn't find out." Wendy said, "Incompleteness is my charm. Unhealthy is my charm. I'm like a half-cut cake in a display case, everyone Everyone can see how rich my filling is through the gap, and because there is a missing piece, everyone thinks it doesn’t matter if they taste it-of course, they can choose whether to start, but I can only finish it.”

"I don't think so," Wen said.

"What do you think?"

Wen thought for a while, and told the truth: "I didn't think about it."

"You don't care about my pain at all." Wendy nodded, and she smiled from the bottom of her heart, "Although you keep complaining about this broken body, you don't really care, you find it funny. You lack Empathy, not caring about other people's pain but sensitive to pleasure. You can find joy in almost anything."

"You..." Wen said, "Why are you so happy when you say that?"

"Because I hate being seen as crippled, imperfect, and in need of therapy," Wendy said. Man, as long as I want."

"As the one who bears most of the pain," Wen said, "I feel like it's being too hypocritical for you to say I don't care about 'your' pain."

"Then do you care?"

"No," Wen said, "I don't care."

Barry heard this sentence as soon as he entered the door. He stopped and said doubtfully, "What don't you care about?"

"Basically," Wen replied, "I don't care about anything."

"Then," Barry asked uncertainly, "do you still care about sweeping your second brother's grave?"

Wen smiled: "I wasn't talking to you just now."

"There is no one else in the room, and you are not on the phone." Barry said strangely, "Are you talking to yourself?"

"Yes." Wen didn't bother to explain.

Barry shrugged and said, "Let's go to Gotham."