Win Wayne

Bruce was smiling the whole time.

His smile was like a mask of disgust and terror.

"I think," he said calmly after a long "What the hell do I hate about you" tirade, "there's no such thing as gratuitous hate in this world."

Oh shit.

I just don't like it.

"There are many things I hate about you, but none of them are really important." Wen said, "The thing I hate most about you is..."

She stopped suddenly.

pain.

Too much pain.

Not only was she overwhelmed, she was in excruciating pain.People's emotions are so clearly reflected in the physiology, the sore urge to urinate has not disappeared at all, but she has already gone to the toilet before seeing Bruce, completely opposite to this turbulent urge to urinate, she Can't pee at all.

Oh shit.

Can't urinate.

It feels so bad.

In fact, under normal circumstances, people can't feel the existence of these internal organs, just like people generally can't feel their own heartbeat and breathing, but after strenuous exercise, the overwhelmed heart will beat strongly, and the respiratory tract will feel it because The sting of overuse.

The organs that maintain the human body are always so silent and quiet.

They only subtly remind their masters of mistakes or frustrations.

So that's what Wen feels most clearly when he's confronting Bruce Wayne—the urge to piss.

She could clearly feel how her bladder was collapsing from the burden.

Her urethra seemed to be full of fluid but not getting out.

Her urethral opening, damn, the urethral opening is the most painful, like a sharp steel needle piercing the fragile and sensitive mucous membrane, she had to rely on holding them tightly together to resist the urge to urinate, but her resistance was useless effect, can only bring more pain.

"...What annoys me the most about you is that no matter how much I say, you are so - so calm." Wen trembled.

She squeezed the doorknob, as if this action would relieve the confusion and pain in her heart.

"You have no reaction to anything I do, to any resistance." Wen said, "If I give you a knife, cut open your stomach and intestines to appreciate the food in your body that has not been fully digested—if I Cut your throat, if I cut your heart directly, can you still face me so calmly?"

"Wen," Bruce said.

He quickly realized that Wen was in a very abnormal state at the moment, her expression was calm, but her mood was definitely not like that, her words sounded cruel, well, they were really cruel, but the original intention of everything she said was Not to make him feel sad and miserable.

She just -- she honestly said everything she wanted to say.

People have a sense of proportion when socializing.

To give a simple example, if a mother who is full of expectations for the baby in her womb suddenly gets a desperate result after the birth checkup, the doctor tells her coldly and unquestionably: "The fetus is congenitally deformed, its limbs are abnormally developed, It may be born with a congenital disability. Its brain is abnormal, and it may be born mentally handicapped."

You need to get rid of it - the doctor will advise.

If you were not the mother, you could easily know that you should abort the fetus.

But if this desperate mother was your friend, you definitely wouldn't be like a doctor telling her, yes, you should kill it.

You don't say: This is true for your family, for yourself, even for this fetus.

You don't say: destroying it is the best choice.

No.You don't speak like that, even when you know perfectly well that it's the right thing to say.

"Don't say that." Bruce exhausted his tenderness, "You are not calm enough, you don't think so."

Social rules require us to care what our audience thinks.

You can't just say a completely rational conclusion. You have to consider the feelings of the audience. You have to be careful to avoid the negative emotions that the other party will have because of your words. You have to consider her mood, because you have the ability, you can Feel the pain and suffering of the other party to a certain extent.

Wen—she's not the kind of person who can't empathize.

She is not inherently indifferent, as can be seen from her video recordings, she even belongs to the type with particularly strong emotions, strong empathy, and particularly intense inner struggles.

She has a rich imagination, her personality is bright and lively, and her every move is full of passion.

She can also dance on the street, she imagines the music and smiles, she jumps and spins in the sight of everyone, swings her arms gracefully, and casts a sweet look at the boy standing on the street looking at her——Spiderman .

No.A truly indifferent person would not have such a naturally relaxed demeanor, she is not a borderline personality, she has no barriers to understanding other people's feelings.

Bruce knew Win didn't mean to hurt him.

She has no intention of hurting anyone, and everything she's done since seeing him is essentially to keep herself from being hurt.

"That's what I think! That's what I think!"

Wen screamed and jumped in place, literally, she was jumping.

Ballet dancers will be forced to jump on their toes and then land on their toes. At the beginning of the dance, this movement will be full of pain and blood and tears, but-this is part of dance training, which is forcing dancers to forget the habits of the human body. Then remember part of another brand new habit.

This is an unavoidable part.

A good body shape is always accompanied by hard training, and a person's muscles have memory, and the muscles will remember the person's most accustomed way of exerting force and her posture when she is tense.

When she does similar exercises too many times, she gets used to it.She will feel relaxed and happy in the most accustomed movements, just like many people who have never experienced hard training will curl up and hide in a corner when they are in pain.

Wen said that she had been a long time in the ballet school.

She said she went to boarding school.

Bruce knew why Tony, and the others (though he hadn't found out who they were), were so convinced by Wyn's fabricated identity.

As Tony himself commented, all of Wen's words - just so perfectly fit her identity, just so perfectly fit her memory, just so - so it won't make people feel inconsistent.

"That's what I thought!" Wen cried, looking so irritable that she didn't seem to realize that she was crying, "I—you—suck! Suck!"

"I hate you for that! I hate you for being so indifferent! I hate you for accepting all my abnormal actions and reactions!"

She convulsed, but when Bruce tried to get closer, she quickly backed away, groping her body vigorously, and finally violently tore off a piece of clothing and threw it at Bruce:

"I'm crazy! Fuck! You all think I'm crazy! You all think I'm sick!" She trembled, hysterical in the severe pain--it was completely physical pain--"I'm not crazy--I Not that crazy, I may be sick, but I also—I have moods of my own!"

There is no sadness.

No doubt.

No pain.

No despair and pain.

All affection is caused by disease.They say so.

All fluctuations and abnormalities are caused by hormones.They say so.

All unpleasant negative emotions are hallucinations.They say so.

- You say so.

"Wen!" Bruce also became nervous, he opened his arms, but he didn't know whether to hug the girl or stop her, they were so strange, this was only their first meeting, but she was already so broken and crazy, he didn't know what to do.

He has seen too many crazy people.

All the villains in Gotham are crazy, and he knows how to deal with them, and he knows how to control the casualties they cause.

He knew that they should be firmly locked into Arkham Mental Hospital, donate more investment, hire better and better psychiatrists, and force them to take more drugs.

He won't feel guilty, he knows that the malice of these villains is outward, if he doesn't do this, more people will become these crazy sacrifices, and more people will ruin their lives for these pathetic prisoners.

But... But Wen wasn't one of those prisoners.

She may be crazy, but she's not a criminal.Absolutely not.

Wen's pain was internal.

She didn't try to take it out on anyone, she didn't try to hurt anyone, she didn't want to create despair and death, her pain and breakdown was—entirely directed at herself.

Of course she doesn't speak very well, but Bruce knows all too well how desperate people react, and she's been very restrained, and she's not trying to piss him off or make him feel guilty.

She just lacks self-control.She doesn't care about social rules.

She has no strength to restrain her attitude, she cannot consider the emotional reactions of others.

He said "I wish you could tell me what you hate about me" and she honestly told him "what I hate about you".

Bruce tried to get closer again, but Wen backed away again, her face covered with tears and snot, she hugged herself and shivered, her look made Bruce think he was the one who hurt her.

But he did nothing.

"This is not good." Connor leaned against the door at some point, he stared at Wen in surprise, and repeated, "This is not good."

Bruce asked him, "What happened?"

"I don't know at all, hey, don't ask me, it's the first time I've seen her like this." Connor stared at Wen, "She's never been so out of control in front of me—it's not right to say that, in fact, she usually Acting so happy, I'll never forget when I met her, she was dying, but she was just so—happy. Weirdly happy, unnaturally happy."

"I have feelings," Wen said, "I have feelings. I have feelings that are not pathological. I have feelings that are not creepy. I have negative emotions. These negative emotions are not pathological either. I have pathological negative emotions but I also have negative emotions that are not pathological."

"Calm down, girl, calm down," Bruce reassured her, "Don't…"

"I! Hate! Cold! Quiet!" Wen overwhelmed Bruce with a sharper voice, "Why are you acting like this? Like you really care about me?"

"I care about you," Bruce said immediately, "I have no doubts about..."

"Shit," Wen said, "I'm not your daughter. I'm Bruce Wayne's daughter but not your daughter. Why do you care about me?"