Win Wayne

Well, needless to say, Wen thought, this kind of conversation is a dead end, destined to have no solution or result.

However, when she really said these words, even if she knew in her heart that it was useless to the problem itself, she felt much better after all.

"I smell burnt." Wen said to Connor abruptly, "Did you burn the salmon?"

"It was mushy two minutes ago." Seeing that Wen had calmed down, Connor sighed and said, "I can't eat it long ago. I'll make another one."

"It's been hard work," Wen said calmly, "You do it first, I'll go wash your face and change clothes by the way."

Connor was momentarily stunned by Wen's emotional change: "Do you feel better now?"

"I've calmed down," Wen said. "The most important thing is that I'm too lazy to continue wasting time on this matter. The past is all in the past, and what will happen tomorrow should be left to tomorrow, and I will tell you these things It's also unfair."

Connor curled his lips: "It's really unfair if you think it's fair or not. And if you really think it's unfair, why don't you cook? I cook every meal. You don't need to wash the dishes, just eat. After I finished, I didn't even carry the plate..."

Wen pushed him and said fiercely, "Shut up."

Connor shut up.

In the end they had to settle for spaghetti, the meat sauce was made by Connor from the leftover salmon, I don’t know if it’s because he’s half Kryptonian, but Connor’s meals are always just right, whether it’s The seasoning and heat of the sauce tend to be perfect.

It tastes better than Natasha's cooking, Wen secretly and a little bit embarrassed thought, Natasha's cooking is too health-conscious... But she doesn't have any requirements for food, so there is actually no difference between whether it is good or not. not big.

Different from the warmth on their side, the atmosphere in Wayne's main house seemed a lot more tense.

"Tsk tsk, don't spin around anymore, Grayson." Damian folded his hands on his chest impatiently, "I won't do anything to this 'sister', an ordinary person is not enough for me."

"Damian!" Dick paused wistfully, resisting the urge to sigh. "It's nice of you not to trouble her, but you should be nicer to her. Remember what I said? If you If those abnormalities are exposed, it means that your disguise has failed."

"Don't try to lie to me." After this period of education, Damian's personality has become much smoother. He didn't snort coldly or resist fiercely, but said realistically, "Even if you are a sibling with the same father and mother There are also those who have a bad relationship, I don’t need to pretend to welcome her or have a good relationship with her.”

Tim, who was typing on his laptop while doing group homework, glanced at the two of them and sat a little further away in silence.

"Of course we don't want you to pretend, it's just... don't you want a sister?" Dick asked patiently. Compared with you competing for the identity of Robin or even Batman, she is more likely to enter the company, so she will be a very good assistant."

"Then what's Drake doing?" Damian glanced arrogantly at Tim, who was as far away from them as possible, "I think he's already very talented in business, and when I replace him as Robin, he can devote himself to it." Company. Anyway, we don’t need another person to join us.”

Dick, who coaxed Damian countless times and failed in the end: "..."

He gives Tim a frustrated and apologetic look, who nods slightly to show that he didn't take Damian's words to heart.

"Where is father now?" Damian asked again.

"He has advanced his night watch in recent days, in order to meet the upcoming Wen." Dick said, "In addition, he stayed in Arkham for a longer time, and it seems that he had a discussion with the psychiatrist over there." Some consultation and communication may be to grasp the movements of the villains imprisoned inside."

None of them are very clear about Wen's psychological problems.

Bruce didn't tell any of them about it, he didn't think it needed special notice.

However, just in case, and to improve his understanding of Wen, he still checked a lot of information and consulted professionals.

"My sister is coming tomorrow, I hope she likes her new room." Dick was only upset by Damian's attitude for a few minutes before cheering up, "I chose the color of her curtains! And her dolls I bought it too, Alfred is good for everything, but too serious. They're British like that..."

Alfred, who was holding tea, coughed.

Dick looked over in surprise.

Alfred smiled and said: "I'm sorry that my style is too serious for a young girl, Master Richard, I have listened to your opinion, I think Miss Wen will like everything you have prepared for her of."

With his arrival, the atmosphere in the room gradually softened. Tim put down his laptop, and Dick stopped spinning and sat down on the sofa.

Even the rebellious Damian restrained himself a lot in front of the old butler, and politely thanked him for the snacks.

"You're welcome, Master Damian." Alfred softened his voice, "I know it's difficult to just accept a new member of the family, but Miss Wen is an ordinary person, and being respectful and kind to her is a necessary social means .”

"You did well at school, Damian," Dick interjected. "It's enough to be nicer to her than to your classmates. You don't want your father to think you're a social failure, do you?"

"...Tsk tsk," Damian said reluctantly, "I will try my best."

After eating the pasta, Connor and Wen went for a walk around the volcano. Connor paid attention to Wen's mood, but made Wen feel embarrassed.

"I've already adjusted it." She tried hard to convince Connor, "Recently, hallucinations rarely appear. It was just too nervous just now, but it's nothing at all."

"If you showed it at Wayne's house, I can't imagine Bruce Wayne's reaction." Connor worried, "And I haven't told my friend that I was with you."

"Friend? Who?" Wen asked curiously.

"It's your third brother, Tim." Connor said, "Tim Drake."

Wendy's only impression of the third brother is that "he is a good man", and he is also the most normal one in Wendy's family.

Although Tim who can grow up in this family is definitely not really completely normal, but everything really depends on comparison. Tim should be the best impression of Wen besides the second brother.

That's not quite right.

Wen's impression of the entire Wayne family has gradually improved. From the beginning, he sincerely felt that they were all psychopaths. Later, the more he understood Gotham, the more tolerant he was to them. After experiencing several emotional outbursts— ——It was all caused by Wendy's emotional accumulation in her heart, Wen was so persistent——Wen was able to look at this group of cheap families rationally.

Sure enough, just like Wendy's evaluation, they are not bad people, and they are even quite good.

"Are you sure you don't want me to tell you that family secret you want to know?" Connor asked persistently.

"Why are you so obsessed with this matter?" Wen said.

"Why did I stick to this matter?" Connor retorted, "You obviously mind that you don't know. Maybe after you know, you can understand things that you don't understand."

"...No." Wen said slowly, "At the very beginning, the details of the secret were the key point, but as time goes on, what the secret itself is becomes less and less important."

"The secret is the most important thing."

Knowing that Bruce Wayne is Batman, Dick is Nightwing, Jason is Red Hood, and Tim is the current Robin, and knowing that Wen is bitter about his family's attitude towards her, Connor can say with absolute certainty that all What makes Wen feel incomprehensible and wronged is actually the same thing in essence.

Maybe she really shouldn't know about it, after all, she does have a big problem.

But she certainly had a right to know.

Wen stopped in his tracks, and Connor took a few steps forward before realizing it, and hurried back to Wen's side.

"You know the secret, that's why you say that?" Wen looked into Connor's eyes thoughtfully, "Is this the most important secret?"

Connor's expression answered the question.

So she asked, "Is it a good thing, this secret?"

"...Whether it's a good thing or not depends on how you think about it," Connor said.

"That's a good thing. Bad things are bad things from any point of view, only the kind of very complicated good things need to be said that way." Wen smiled, "I knew they were not bad people."

So it's really embarrassing that things have developed to the way they are now.

It may be caused by this mentality. When Connor brought her to land in front of Wayne's main house and saw the whole family who came up to greet her neatly, Wen was so nervous that he almost blushed.

"Welcome, Wen." Bruce walked over first, introducing the people standing beside him to Wen, "This is Dick, this is Tim, this is Damian, they are all your brothers. This is Alfred , the housekeeper at home, if you need anything, you can tell him, and he will arrange it."

"My name is Wen." Wen paused for a while, "...you can just call me Wen."

She tried to smile at her "brother," which she imagined would be difficult to do, but in reality the smile was effortless, and Connor stood idly aside, a little guilty as he met Tim's gaze. Blinked.

"This is Connor, my boyfriend," Wen said again. "He just sent me here."

Connor whispered, "It's fine if you don't need to introduce me. They all know me."

Bruce, Dick, and Tim all grinned at him, and Damian gave Connor a critical look, turned his head and rolled his eyes, but said nothing.

Connor was about to break out in a cold sweat.

"Then I'll go first, you don't need to see me off, I can go by myself, goodbye Mr. Wayne, goodbye Dick, goodbye Tim," he said quickly, "goodbye, Wen!"

"Remember to keep an eye on me!" Wen yelled, "Did you hear that?"

Just as Connor flew up, he fell in mid-air. After stabilizing his figure, he waved his hand and replied, "I see! If there's something wrong, I'll contact you by text message!"

Wen looked back contentedly, and met Bruce's eyes staring at her.

"Oh," she said, "I kinda look like you."

It's actually Wendy.Not bad though.