I haven't been a big brother for many years
Chapter 104
That kind of loneliness expands and swells little by little, turning into a bottomless pool of water, swallowing him whole.
The strong suffocation made him almost out of breath.
Bruce sat up in bed with a jerk, gasping for breath, realizing that everything that had happened was just a dream.
The clock on the bedside made very little sound, and in the quiet bedroom, only his heartbeat as loud as a drum could be heard.The hour hand was pointing between four and five, and he had only slept for five or six hours.
But this dream is as real as if he really became Ryan, stayed in Gotham for seven years, and in the seven years after he left, he was alone waiting for the city he wanted to save.
The terrifying quagmire-like loneliness almost made him cry.
Bruce covered his face with his hands, and slowed down his breathing. His tentacles were wet, and he didn't know when the cold sweat had wet his hair.
At the end of the dream, he was almost unable to hold on anymore, and his brain kept screaming crazily: kill yourself, kill yourself, it's very simple, be brave once, kill yourself.
He saw through his red pupils that his hands were trembling constantly. He remembered everyone killed by these hands. Fear, self-blame, anger, sadness, all negative emotions flooded him together.
That was Ryan's emotion. Wearing a smiling mask, he raised the narrow black knife that was already stained with blood, and swung it down vigorously.But he kept yelling for help.
But no one rescued him, he had already stepped into the quicksand.The gravel of sin gradually overwhelmed him, and he gave up struggling, and began to deny himself constantly.Finally, swallowed by quicksand.
Bruce took a deep breath and turned to look at the white-haired man lying beside him breathing steadily.
Half of his face was shrunk under the quilt, only revealing those eyes that were too beautiful to be real.Even if he closed his eyes tightly, people couldn't help admiring God's preference for him.The slender eyelashes are like a small fan, and the beautiful metallic color seems to glow in the dark.People can't help but wonder what it will be like when those eyes are opened.
His sleeping face could be considered peaceful, but his brows were still slightly frowned.
Bruce couldn't help reaching out, and pressed his slender fingers between his brows, trying to smooth those wrinkles.
But it didn't help at all. On the contrary, his actions disturbed Ryan a little. The silver-white fan trembled twice, and his brows frowned even tighter.
Bruce stumbled for a moment, his eyes swept over Ryan, and grabbed his only hand that was outside the quilt.
Maybe it's because the weather is still a little cold, and his hands are also a little cold.
Bruce first wrapped his hand with one hand, then raised his eyebrows, held Ryan's hand and stuffed his hand back into the quilt, then moved his fingers back and interlocked with him.
The intertwined fingers made Bruce feel very relieved suddenly, and the influence of the nightmare just now disappeared completely.
Feeling the delicate touch in his hands, Bruce slowly raised the corners of his lips, his eyes moved upwards, and found that Ryan's frowning brows had relaxed at some point.
Bruce froze for a moment, but the white-haired man who was still asleep with his face buried in the quilt moved towards him as if he felt his presence.
Staring at the face that was about to rub against the tip of his nose unconsciously, Bruce sighed in his heart, wrapped his arms around him, and pulled the person and the quilt into his arms.
The soft hair rubbed against his neck, itching, and so was his heart.Bruce couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Ryan's forehead, and sighed softly: "Why can't you be a little more obedient... Forget it, anyway, now I can share this for you." He rested his chin on Ryan's soft In the hair, I closed my eyes contentedly.
But immediately, feeling some kind of embarrassing physiological reaction, Bruce opened his eyes annoyedly and stared at the person who was sleeping in his arms and didn't know anything at all.
After hesitating for a moment, he sat up from the bed again.
He really can't sleep on the same bed with Ryan, and he will find that his proud willpower can't suppress his eager desire at all.
Bruce sighed, and squeezed Ryan's hand lightly.
This time he probably had to take a cold shower for an hour.
When Ryan woke up, he felt strangely that the infinitely magnified Bruce's face in front of him was full of resentment.
Instinctively, he quickly moved his head back to keep a safe distance, but immediately he felt the resistance around his waist, and Bruce's arm around his waist prevented him from moving back any further.He blinked, and looked at the face in front of him that seemed to have become more sad with amused expression: "What's the matter? The bed is big enough, I won't fall."
Bruce snorted softly, and the arms around his waist forcefully pulled him back again.
The billionaire gently bit the tip of Ryan's nose with a vicious-looking force that was actually almost the same as licking.His voice sounded extra low and hoarse: "You're so annoying."
Ryan was resting his hand on Bruce's chest, and raised his head when he heard what he said, with a look of surprise on his face for a moment.He just woke up, and the corners of his eyes were still drowsy. Now his eyes are slightly rounded, and he looks very cute.
Bruce laughed, swung his paws away, and hugged the whole person tightly into his arms.He rubbed the cheek of the person in his arms, couldn't help kissing his eyes lightly, and passed through his chest to Ryan with a voice that was hoarse than before: "You are so annoying, you are definitely sneaking on me What kind of magic was cast, right?"
The vibration of the chest made Ryan feel that his heart was beating crazily along with his smile.
The boyfriend didn't stop yet, he lowered his head slightly, and his forehead touched Ryan's.His pair of cobalt blue eyes, as silent as the sea, reflected the bright flame-like gemstones, and the two colors blended together perfectly, turning into a magnificent purple.He still couldn't stop teasing the person he held in his arms like a doll: "I can't stand it anymore."
His breath was too close and too hot.
Ryan tilted his head uncomfortably, gained some breathing space, and asked him, "What?"
"When I'm with you, I always feel that time flies too fast. It seems that if we don't do anything, the time is gone. No, we have to do something." Now the boyfriend is smiling like a fox, and he simply turns over and presses down on him. It landed on him, staged a standard bed thud, the fox's tail swayed behind him, but he was patiently like a skilled hunter, waiting for the big cat in his arms to take the bait: "Let's go on a date."
Ryan, whose wrist was firmly held by him, struggled twice, and found that the weight and strength would really be directly proportional at some point, and he couldn't break free.He could only bite his lower lip, and said reluctantly: "Where do you want to go?"
"We..." Bruce let the big cat in his arms struggle, and he couldn't break free anyway.He glanced away at the clock on the bedside table that was already pointing to ten, thought for a few seconds, and immediately proposed enthusiastically: "Let's go to the supermarket."
Ryan: "...?"
So there is the current scene
Ryan's face was full of helplessness, pushing the small trolley provided by the supermarket, watching the boyfriend standing by the shelf throwing all kinds of things into the cart without restraint.
It seems that billionaires think very differently about dating.
Ryan couldn't help but sighed again. He didn't know whether he should remind his boyfriend who was still taking all kinds of snacks that he actually forgot to bring his card when he went out...meaning that unless Bruce had a long memory when he went out, they had a Not a penny.
Just as he was struggling, Bruce came over stupidly: "Would you like to have a taste? You can take this back and eat it wrapped in chocolate, it looks cute too... emm, is it a little too sweet?" He Seriously staring at the box of bright red strawberries in his hand, his expression focused as if solving some physics problem.
Ryan glanced at the various things piled up in the cart, and found that there were no sweets, not even anything with a sweet taste...
He really kept his preferences firmly in his heart.
Ryan grabbed Bruce's hand that was about to put the strawberry back, and smiled helplessly: "It's okay, I like Ah Fu's cookies too."
But his little strength did not stop Bruce from putting the boxed strawberries back on the shelf without hesitation. He shook his head solemnly, and took the hand of his boyfriend holding his sleeve with his backhand: "Dating is about being able." What makes you the happiest is not allowed to be a little bit unhappy. It’s okay to be self-willed here, baby. "
What about going to the supermarket?
Ryan endured it, but still didn't ask this obvious question, because he suddenly became confused: "Have you...haven't visited a supermarket?"
The more you think about it, the more likely it is that everyone knows Gotham Prince Bruce Wayne is a living expenses.Moreover, Wayne Manor has never gone to the supermarket to purchase ingredients, let alone hand over the procurement task to Bruce.
Bruce held his hand and thought about it seriously: "Several times, when I was a homeless person outside..." He winked at Ryan: "I haven't tried the feeling of buying whatever I want. "
He took out a black card while talking, and sincerely persuaded: "I heard that shopping can make people feel happy, especially when you can buy the whole supermarket. Do you want it? I can also buy the whole supermarket." The supermarket will give you."
Ryan: "..." No, thank you.
But it sounds like it's really happy.
Seeing that Ryan didn't want to pay attention to him, Bruce couldn't help curling his lips childishly.But his dissatisfaction didn't last for three seconds, and he came over with a mysterious face again: "Do you know what I want to buy most in the whole supermarket?"
Ryan raised his eyebrows: "Me?"
Bruce obviously didn't expect him to play cards so unreasonably, he was stunned for a second and then laughed.He shook his head: "You are not for sale."
"What's that?" Ryan looked around suspiciously, as if he didn't find anything he particularly wanted.
"This." Bruce quickly pulled out a bottle of glue from the shelf next to him and held it in his hand.
The smile on his face turned a little silly.
"glue?"
Bruce nodded, and raised the other hand that was still holding Ryan in a motion to apply the glue.
The boyfriend smiled sweetly: "In this way, your future and my future can be firmly glued together."
The strong suffocation made him almost out of breath.
Bruce sat up in bed with a jerk, gasping for breath, realizing that everything that had happened was just a dream.
The clock on the bedside made very little sound, and in the quiet bedroom, only his heartbeat as loud as a drum could be heard.The hour hand was pointing between four and five, and he had only slept for five or six hours.
But this dream is as real as if he really became Ryan, stayed in Gotham for seven years, and in the seven years after he left, he was alone waiting for the city he wanted to save.
The terrifying quagmire-like loneliness almost made him cry.
Bruce covered his face with his hands, and slowed down his breathing. His tentacles were wet, and he didn't know when the cold sweat had wet his hair.
At the end of the dream, he was almost unable to hold on anymore, and his brain kept screaming crazily: kill yourself, kill yourself, it's very simple, be brave once, kill yourself.
He saw through his red pupils that his hands were trembling constantly. He remembered everyone killed by these hands. Fear, self-blame, anger, sadness, all negative emotions flooded him together.
That was Ryan's emotion. Wearing a smiling mask, he raised the narrow black knife that was already stained with blood, and swung it down vigorously.But he kept yelling for help.
But no one rescued him, he had already stepped into the quicksand.The gravel of sin gradually overwhelmed him, and he gave up struggling, and began to deny himself constantly.Finally, swallowed by quicksand.
Bruce took a deep breath and turned to look at the white-haired man lying beside him breathing steadily.
Half of his face was shrunk under the quilt, only revealing those eyes that were too beautiful to be real.Even if he closed his eyes tightly, people couldn't help admiring God's preference for him.The slender eyelashes are like a small fan, and the beautiful metallic color seems to glow in the dark.People can't help but wonder what it will be like when those eyes are opened.
His sleeping face could be considered peaceful, but his brows were still slightly frowned.
Bruce couldn't help reaching out, and pressed his slender fingers between his brows, trying to smooth those wrinkles.
But it didn't help at all. On the contrary, his actions disturbed Ryan a little. The silver-white fan trembled twice, and his brows frowned even tighter.
Bruce stumbled for a moment, his eyes swept over Ryan, and grabbed his only hand that was outside the quilt.
Maybe it's because the weather is still a little cold, and his hands are also a little cold.
Bruce first wrapped his hand with one hand, then raised his eyebrows, held Ryan's hand and stuffed his hand back into the quilt, then moved his fingers back and interlocked with him.
The intertwined fingers made Bruce feel very relieved suddenly, and the influence of the nightmare just now disappeared completely.
Feeling the delicate touch in his hands, Bruce slowly raised the corners of his lips, his eyes moved upwards, and found that Ryan's frowning brows had relaxed at some point.
Bruce froze for a moment, but the white-haired man who was still asleep with his face buried in the quilt moved towards him as if he felt his presence.
Staring at the face that was about to rub against the tip of his nose unconsciously, Bruce sighed in his heart, wrapped his arms around him, and pulled the person and the quilt into his arms.
The soft hair rubbed against his neck, itching, and so was his heart.Bruce couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Ryan's forehead, and sighed softly: "Why can't you be a little more obedient... Forget it, anyway, now I can share this for you." He rested his chin on Ryan's soft In the hair, I closed my eyes contentedly.
But immediately, feeling some kind of embarrassing physiological reaction, Bruce opened his eyes annoyedly and stared at the person who was sleeping in his arms and didn't know anything at all.
After hesitating for a moment, he sat up from the bed again.
He really can't sleep on the same bed with Ryan, and he will find that his proud willpower can't suppress his eager desire at all.
Bruce sighed, and squeezed Ryan's hand lightly.
This time he probably had to take a cold shower for an hour.
When Ryan woke up, he felt strangely that the infinitely magnified Bruce's face in front of him was full of resentment.
Instinctively, he quickly moved his head back to keep a safe distance, but immediately he felt the resistance around his waist, and Bruce's arm around his waist prevented him from moving back any further.He blinked, and looked at the face in front of him that seemed to have become more sad with amused expression: "What's the matter? The bed is big enough, I won't fall."
Bruce snorted softly, and the arms around his waist forcefully pulled him back again.
The billionaire gently bit the tip of Ryan's nose with a vicious-looking force that was actually almost the same as licking.His voice sounded extra low and hoarse: "You're so annoying."
Ryan was resting his hand on Bruce's chest, and raised his head when he heard what he said, with a look of surprise on his face for a moment.He just woke up, and the corners of his eyes were still drowsy. Now his eyes are slightly rounded, and he looks very cute.
Bruce laughed, swung his paws away, and hugged the whole person tightly into his arms.He rubbed the cheek of the person in his arms, couldn't help kissing his eyes lightly, and passed through his chest to Ryan with a voice that was hoarse than before: "You are so annoying, you are definitely sneaking on me What kind of magic was cast, right?"
The vibration of the chest made Ryan feel that his heart was beating crazily along with his smile.
The boyfriend didn't stop yet, he lowered his head slightly, and his forehead touched Ryan's.His pair of cobalt blue eyes, as silent as the sea, reflected the bright flame-like gemstones, and the two colors blended together perfectly, turning into a magnificent purple.He still couldn't stop teasing the person he held in his arms like a doll: "I can't stand it anymore."
His breath was too close and too hot.
Ryan tilted his head uncomfortably, gained some breathing space, and asked him, "What?"
"When I'm with you, I always feel that time flies too fast. It seems that if we don't do anything, the time is gone. No, we have to do something." Now the boyfriend is smiling like a fox, and he simply turns over and presses down on him. It landed on him, staged a standard bed thud, the fox's tail swayed behind him, but he was patiently like a skilled hunter, waiting for the big cat in his arms to take the bait: "Let's go on a date."
Ryan, whose wrist was firmly held by him, struggled twice, and found that the weight and strength would really be directly proportional at some point, and he couldn't break free.He could only bite his lower lip, and said reluctantly: "Where do you want to go?"
"We..." Bruce let the big cat in his arms struggle, and he couldn't break free anyway.He glanced away at the clock on the bedside table that was already pointing to ten, thought for a few seconds, and immediately proposed enthusiastically: "Let's go to the supermarket."
Ryan: "...?"
So there is the current scene
Ryan's face was full of helplessness, pushing the small trolley provided by the supermarket, watching the boyfriend standing by the shelf throwing all kinds of things into the cart without restraint.
It seems that billionaires think very differently about dating.
Ryan couldn't help but sighed again. He didn't know whether he should remind his boyfriend who was still taking all kinds of snacks that he actually forgot to bring his card when he went out...meaning that unless Bruce had a long memory when he went out, they had a Not a penny.
Just as he was struggling, Bruce came over stupidly: "Would you like to have a taste? You can take this back and eat it wrapped in chocolate, it looks cute too... emm, is it a little too sweet?" He Seriously staring at the box of bright red strawberries in his hand, his expression focused as if solving some physics problem.
Ryan glanced at the various things piled up in the cart, and found that there were no sweets, not even anything with a sweet taste...
He really kept his preferences firmly in his heart.
Ryan grabbed Bruce's hand that was about to put the strawberry back, and smiled helplessly: "It's okay, I like Ah Fu's cookies too."
But his little strength did not stop Bruce from putting the boxed strawberries back on the shelf without hesitation. He shook his head solemnly, and took the hand of his boyfriend holding his sleeve with his backhand: "Dating is about being able." What makes you the happiest is not allowed to be a little bit unhappy. It’s okay to be self-willed here, baby. "
What about going to the supermarket?
Ryan endured it, but still didn't ask this obvious question, because he suddenly became confused: "Have you...haven't visited a supermarket?"
The more you think about it, the more likely it is that everyone knows Gotham Prince Bruce Wayne is a living expenses.Moreover, Wayne Manor has never gone to the supermarket to purchase ingredients, let alone hand over the procurement task to Bruce.
Bruce held his hand and thought about it seriously: "Several times, when I was a homeless person outside..." He winked at Ryan: "I haven't tried the feeling of buying whatever I want. "
He took out a black card while talking, and sincerely persuaded: "I heard that shopping can make people feel happy, especially when you can buy the whole supermarket. Do you want it? I can also buy the whole supermarket." The supermarket will give you."
Ryan: "..." No, thank you.
But it sounds like it's really happy.
Seeing that Ryan didn't want to pay attention to him, Bruce couldn't help curling his lips childishly.But his dissatisfaction didn't last for three seconds, and he came over with a mysterious face again: "Do you know what I want to buy most in the whole supermarket?"
Ryan raised his eyebrows: "Me?"
Bruce obviously didn't expect him to play cards so unreasonably, he was stunned for a second and then laughed.He shook his head: "You are not for sale."
"What's that?" Ryan looked around suspiciously, as if he didn't find anything he particularly wanted.
"This." Bruce quickly pulled out a bottle of glue from the shelf next to him and held it in his hand.
The smile on his face turned a little silly.
"glue?"
Bruce nodded, and raised the other hand that was still holding Ryan in a motion to apply the glue.
The boyfriend smiled sweetly: "In this way, your future and my future can be firmly glued together."
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