Win Wayne

This long day is finally over, the bedroom needs to be remodeled, but it is impossible to build it today, so Wen politely rejected Bruce's proposal of "sleeping in the guest room", and chose to live in the room they prepared for her.

Maybe something impactful will happen.

Although she had such a thought in her heart, when it really happened, Wen was shocked—she actually guessed it right? !

Wen knew he was dreaming.

Another dream.She doesn't reject relying on dreams to see the complete face of the whole incident from the perspective of a bystander, but can't it be changed?

Wen stood in front of Wendy and waved, and Wendy smiled and ran through her fingers.

"It's like I'm a ghost." Wen followed behind Wendy melancholy, "I'm still a voyeur ghost."

She patiently followed Wendy for a while, and found that Wendy's destination was the study.According to what Wen knew about Wendy, once she entered the study, Wendy would not leave for an hour or two.

She didn't follow Wendy anymore, but turned around in the villa temporarily.

After 5 minutes Wen lost the ability to continue.

It was so familiar, even more familiar to her than the Wayne mansion she saw in reality. With her eyes closed, Wen could roughly imagine the surroundings in her mind, including some details that ordinary people ignore: the tiny sofa under the sofa scratches, the corner of the carpet is always slightly tilted, and the retro hanging clock by the wall sounds evenly...

But no matter how familiar you are.

None of this has anything to do with her.

It's an immersive movie, and she's just an audience member who can't change the ending.

It's a pity, Wen thought, she doesn't really care if she participates or not, but she can only do it. Looking at Wendy's situation is too bad. I can't describe Wendy's mood even if I hate iron. She has successfully changed her own mentality. It turned into "I just want to see how long you can bear it".

After she got too angry, she couldn't raise her expectations at all.

Wendy's past is like a stinky and long series, revolving around the same type of story over and over again, just by watching the beginning, you can imagine the end, and this crap, it can still be played continuously for so many years.

She lay on the sofa and stared at the lights on the ceiling. The bright light gradually dimmed, and the melodious symphony changed from weak to strong. Wen was stunned, and quickly got up from the sofa.

The scene in front of me changed, and girls were swaying and scattered around the sofa on high heels. A few couples hid in a secluded place and chatted. Jewelry and diamond-studded dials shone like stars. Wen sat alone on the sofa, Finally realized that the dream had changed.

She walked around the hall several times, but didn't see Wendy.

"Where is today's birthday?"

Wen heard a girl talking.

"She hasn't come yet, the most important people will always be late, what's the rush."

"I've never seen Miss Wayne..."

"She doesn't show up at other parties very often, but she often invites guests to parties at Wayne's house. Haven't you been invited?"

"I've been here, but Miss Wayne had already left when I came."

"That's right, she's always the last to show up and the first to leave. God knows where she's gone—have you heard that Miss Wayne seems to have more fun than Mr. Wayne, and it's said that every time she leaves early Everywhere she brings the girl she likes..."

This group of girls, who were all dressed up to compete with each other, shoved and laughed sweetly.

"Wow, no wonder you're dressed so sexy today!"

"You still say me, look at your necklace. This is an adult gift from your grandmother. It was always kept in a safe before, so why don't you wear it today?"

"What's the use of these things on the outside! Look at me, today's dress is not a close-fitting dress, but there are special little things inside—"

These words immediately aroused the girls' amazement.

temperature:"……"

Wendy, you really make people wonder how to evaluate you.

She walked away speechlessly. Not far away was the place where the boys gathered. She could guess that their words were similar to those of the girls. where people stand.

The hall was very lively, but Wendy never showed up.Win saw Dick, surrounded by a group of boys and girls, and there was a burst of laughter every now and then.

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Tim's seat was a bit harder to find, and he wasn't alone either, and he seemed to be comfortable with such situations.

What surprised Wen the most was that she actually found Damian in the crowd. The smelly brother had a cold face, showing a little impatience, but to be honest, the smelly brother is also quite beautiful, so he is not far away A girl who is standing not close and wants to strike up a conversation.

Where's Wendy?

Why is she not here?Not really upstairs with someone...

Rather, it seemed like something she could do.

Wen decisively dismissed the idea of ​​going upstairs to find Wendy, but staying here was boring.

Especially after she listened for a few minutes and found that the conversation of this group of people was quite unnutritious.

Those who show off jewelry, those who show off new clothes and new sports cars, those who show off what royal ceremony they attended not long ago, those who show off their invitation to a catwalk, those who complain about their ex's incompetence, and those who scold themselves for not being pleasing to the eye People actually came to the birthday party...

...a birthday party.

Kind of familiar, like she'd mentioned a birthday party earlier when she thought she was lying.

What was she talking about then?Wen racked his brains to think, and after thinking for a long time, the answer was already looming, but he just refused to come out.

Win noticed that Dick shrugged off the people around him and headed in Tim's direction.

She followed immediately.

"Where's Wendy?" Dick asked. "Is she still upstairs?"

"Yeah." Tim's expression was not very good, "Father hasn't come back yet, she won't go downstairs."

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"No, things are a bit difficult to deal with today." Tim coughed lowly, "He sent a message 3 minutes ago that he might be late for a while."

"He's already late." Dick said angrily, "Even if he has a reason to be late, Wendy doesn't know!"

Tim said nothing.

"Let's go up and persuade her." Dick rubbed his forehead, "She must at least show her face..."

Wen finally remembered!

Wendy's birthday party!That's it, that's it!

"It turns out that the content of this dream is about the birthday party." Wen said to himself, "I think about it, what did I say at the time? At the birthday party, my father was late and drunk... It seems to be the case .”

Dick and Tim went upstairs, Wen went to the window, and behind the sound of the symphony, the sound of the rain gradually became clear.

rainy day.

This rain never stopped in Wendy's heart.

Well, Wen thought, she was wrong, the series was really long and boring, and she knew the end from the beginning, but——

"The details are still fascinating," she said to herself. "I want to know what happened today."

Wendy went downstairs.

She stood on the stairs, and the white and elegant long gauze dress set her off as noble as a swan, but the neck of the swan was not as attractive as her slender waist; Not as eye-catching as her smile.

The noisy human voice disappeared, and people raised their heads and stared at her quietly, as if their breath was taken away by her appearance.

The melodious symphony is like a fragrance.

If Wen read it correctly, Wendy's shoes are translucent, shaped exactly like the crystal slipper in fairy tales, and Dick and Tim following her are like princes guarding the princess.

Wendy walked down the last step.

"Thank you for the honor," she said softly. "It's an honor."

This sentence suddenly woke up everyone.

People started talking and chatting again, but everyone was out of their minds. They frequently turned their attention to Wendy, but no one approached.Even the few girls who were whispering and competing for beauty just now only looked at Wendy from a distance, and occasionally Wendy's eyes fell nearby, and they would look away in surprise.

"Where's father?" Wendy asked without looking back.

"..."

"..."

Dick and Tim looked at each other.

"I see." Wendy said.

Dick stepped forward: "It's not that he doesn't pay attention to..."

"I said, I understand."

Dick fell silent.

"Cut the cake." Wendy smiled. "Don't make the guests wait too long. Being late is my privilege, but the privilege cannot be abused. It's time to cut the cake. I'll blow out the candles."

The cake was pushed out by Alfred, and the symbolic candle was delivered to Wendy. The lights went out, and the candlelight illuminated her face. Alfred took out a delicate birthday crown and gave Wendy Good day.

"Happy birthday, Miss Wendy." The old butler said, "This is a custom-made gift from the master for you."

"Thank you, Alfred." Wendy said.

She closed her eyes and made a wish, and blew out all the candles in one breath.

"Happy birthday," Wen said.

"Happy birthday." Wendy whispered.

The lights were back on, the guests were laughing again, and Wendy was part of the party, everyone got her smile and stare.

The part of unwrapping the presents caused bursts of amazement, probably because the presents were really expensive, but Wen couldn't recognize them at all.She stood at the door bored, waiting for Bruce who was late and drunk.

At the end of the gift unpacking, Bruce pushed open the door.

His suit was slightly damp, but everything was neat.His sudden appearance is also like a fairy tale, but in another style, like the last witch who made Sleeping Beauty sleep for a hundred years, no, wrong, obviously he is not a witch, start again - like at the dinner party of the arrogant prince The last witch who showed up to beg to join the party, was rejected and angrily turned the prince into a beast...

Forget it, it's almost that kind of atmosphere.

Water vapor and wine smell poured into the room together, diluting the joyful atmosphere in the hall.Wendy, who was surrounded in the center, raised her head and met Bruce's gaze.

coming! coming! coming!

Wen waited excitedly.

waiting.

waiting……

Wendy's smile didn't change at all: "You're late, Father."

The frozen stare was broken, the scene began to flow, and Bruce walked to Wendy's side, his voice was vaguely drunk.

"Sorry, something happened temporarily," he kissed Wendy's forehead tenderly, "You are very suitable to wear a crown."