The sky filled with peach pink color fell from the sky, obviously it was filled with helium, but Bruce didn't know what to do, they all fell to the surface of the sea due to their own weight.

The degradable non-toxic and harmless materials are decomposed little by little in the water, leaving only a transparent Prussian blue ocean.

The sea reflected the starlight above the sky, they shone with the sea breeze and rolled with the waves.

There is no end to the boundless sea at a glance, and the only thing that can be seen in the dark is a few lights scattered on the island. Even the large-scale amusement facilities have been cut off at this time, and they are quietly operating in the dark with.

"It would be great if it could go on like this forever." Bruce sat on a small reef on the island, the waves kept beating on the reef, and was cut into fine foam by the sharp reef.

"kindness."

Ryan lowered his eyes and clenched Bruce's palm.

He remembered that when he was a child, he also liked to hold Bruce like this, walking around every corner of Wayne Manor.Together with Bruce, he folded the baby's breath that Mrs. Martha planted herself, secretly fished in the ornamental fountain, played hide-and-seek in the labyrinth-like courtyard, and played Super Mario with Alfred's cookies as a bet. profound.

Every corner of Wayne Manor has left his footprints.

"Let's go back." He said, no matter how beautiful it is, this place is just a small island like a garden, and he wants to go home.

"En." Bruce raised his hand, looked at the watch on his wrist, and smiled with his eyes slightly bent: "I can still catch up when I go back now." He smiled very mysteriously, which made Ryan raise his eyebrows in a funny way: "What other surprises have you prepared?"

"You'll know right away." Bruce stood up from the reef, he pulled Ryan up, and winked at him, but he was still unwilling to reveal the slightest.

People who are in love will always have a lower IQ. This sentence is probably not wrong even if it is applied to Bruce.

Ryan looked at the arc of his lips that could almost be called a smirk, and sighed in his heart.

fool.

Sitting in the performance tent of the circus, Ryan rested his chin on his hand, watching with relish Bruce beside him, instead of the lion and tiger jumping through the fire ring performing on stage.

Bruce touched his nose embarrassingly, and looked into Ryan's eyes with some embarrassment: "Don't you like it?" The boyfriend didn't seem to be very interested in circus performances, and his gaze never went to the stage from the beginning to the end. Take a few glances up.

Don't ask him why he knew Ryan wasn't paying attention to the show.

Don't even ask.

"I like it." Ryan raised the corners of his lips, turned his head and looked back on the stage as if nothing had happened.

"So...?" Bruce asked a little confused.

"If I don't look at you, your eyes will stick to me and burn up, Brucey baby." He replied without looking back, the light on the stage illuminated his side face, and his silver hair Everything is shining in Yeye: "Am I better looking than the performance you carefully selected?"

For a moment, Bruce couldn't judge whether Ryan's words were an excuse to cover up or because he had been staring at him. To some extent, Ryan was telling the truth.

If it wasn't for Ryan's gaze that made him suddenly remember that they were here to watch a performance, his eyes might really only follow Ryan.

He looked at Ryan's eyes, which seemed to be very focused on the performance on the stage, and whispered in his ear.

"Okay, Mr. Billionaire." Ryan coughed lightly, and held Bruce's hand: "At any rate, it's the only normal dating project in a day, please read it carefully."

So Bruce's eyes moved to the performance on the stage obediently.

The lion jumping through the ring of fire is actually a routine performance prepared by major circuses. He couldn't help but think of the game called circus that he played with Ryan when he was a child. Part of the content was to control a lion to jump and attack it One ring after another of fire.

Lions used in circuses are generally domesticated for a long time and have become very tame.

But the big cat kept flapping its tail on the ground and seemed a little disturbed, and it was reluctant to climb the steps.

Some guests in the audience booed impatiently.

"Its training time seems to be very short..." Once he got serious, Bruce switched to the world detective mode, not letting go of clues: "Look at its claws..."

"It seems to be mixed with blood." Ryan frowned.

"That's right, and the cat with its wet forelimbs, which is the sign of human cleaning. Like most cats, lions will quickly clean themselves after hunting meals, including the residue in their paws. Obviously, this tamer The teacher hastily dragged the lion onto the stage while it was eating."

"Well... this doesn't seem to be a good omen." Ryan calmly stroked the pocket where the gun was usually kept, but today it was even more empty than a beggar's pocket.

He could only withdraw his hand helplessly.

Bruce raised his hand to cover his thin lips, and continued: "There are four assistants and an animal trainer on the stage, and only the animal trainer is wearing high heels, but it seems that even the tall animal trainer All the highest..."

He didn't think it was a good thing, because the lion seemed to be very sensitive to the sound of high heels, and it kept slapping the ground with its tail not only because of the anxiety of facing the fire, but also because it was interrupted in the middle of eating. anger and dissatisfaction with the noise that manifests the human presence.

The conclusion drawn is that this ferocious beast may violently kill people at any time.

Like Ryan, he didn't expect what he would encounter when he went out today, and he didn't bring any weapons that could deal with large animals.

Bruce tapped his finger on the phone and sent a text message to the Gotham Police Department and Alfred respectively.

Ryan's hand was still holding him tightly, and he comforted him in a deep voice: "It's okay, someone has also discovered these abnormalities." He raised his chin and motioned Bruce to look at the flying family who suddenly appeared on the stage.

The animal trainer scratched his head embarrassingly, hastily handcuffed the lion, which was already on the verge of rioting, turned around and took it off the stage.

"A lioness in the troupe got sick and unfortunately passed away yesterday. Cindy happened to be her spouse. I think she was just too sad." The black man who looked like the head of the circus briefly expressed his apology : "To make up for you, we have an extra program to welcome the Flying Family - the Grayson Family."

It looked as if a crisis had been resolved.

Bruce's brows were already furrowed, and he noticed that there was an obviously underage child in the "flying family".

Staring closely at the three people in tights on the stage and the ring of fire that hadn't been removed, Bruce's bad premonition grew more and more.

The performance on the stage was going on in an orderly manner, and the voices from the audience were louder and louder.

Ryan turned his head and looked around. From the very beginning, he felt as if someone was staring at him.

And he quickly found those dark eyes - it was a little black-haired girl in her mother's arms, who looked only four or five years old.Her big eyes saw that she was captured and did not dodge in the slightest, she looked at Ryan's red eyes without blinking.

She looked very cute, with short black hair reaching her ears and big twinkling eyes.She looked at him with curiosity as if she saw some fun toy.Ryan couldn't help but smiled at her, and turned his head indifferently.

He didn't see the little girl and didn't know if it was because of him or for some other reason, and she giggled. The little girl waved her short arms and clapped her hands.Her mother raised her hand and nodded her little nose, hugged her and continued to watch the wonderful performance on the stage.

People always want to conquer the sky, even if only with physical strength.

When they saw the wonderful performance of the "flying people" who were able to leap in the air with only airs, they had long forgotten the lion who was unwilling to move before, and also forgot the curse just now, wantonly enjoying the wonderful scene in front of them visual feast.

The body of the obviously underage child was soft, perhaps because he had been trained as an acrobat since birth.His performance in the air is not inferior to his parents. When he is in the air, he is as dexterous as a bird that can fly freely.

Ryan couldn't help being a little surprised. If Selina was willing to watch this show, he thought she would also agree with this very potential kid.She will definitely want to teach him.

Even in a place like Gotham, where crime is rampant and methods are endless, such talents are hard to find.

But forget it.

He's just an ordinary kid.

Ryan shook his head, but suddenly Bruce tapped his wrist tightly.

With some doubts, he turned his head and glanced at his boyfriend's cobalt blue eyes, followed his gaze to the rope that was connected to the support of the tent and bears the weight of the trapeze family. Suffering.

Almost all the audience in the audience gasped and shouted frantically.

But there are still a few elegant people who think they have seen through all the tricks, and they don't hide their smiles: "It's just the effect of the show. Why are you panicking? They will save themselves from danger soon."

The black-haired little girl stared closely at the only boy who was staying in a safe place, trembling with fear, she felt his overwhelming fear.

The boy on the stage stared wide-eyed, his brain was already numb with fear, he didn't even know if he had grasped the rope that was now his only life-saving straw.

The terrified faces of his parents expanded in front of him, and he watched as the expressions on their faces ranged from blissful pride to surprise to fear to despair.

Then his only relatives in the world fell from the sky like angels with their wings broken.

Bang.

The ring of fire that was knocked down on the stage was like the fire of hell, mercilessly devouring the birds that used to fly proudly above it.

The screams instantly resounded throughout the circus.

Dick Grayson could almost feel the terrifying heat of the fire in the air. He stared at the place where his parents fell, and he didn't know if he screamed in fear.

It seemed that the audience in the audience had already grieved for him.

He moved his numb fingers, feeling the roughness in his hand slipping away from his palm little by little.

But suddenly, he saw a cool color like the ocean light up in the firelight.

He saw a pair of cobalt blue eyes.

The determination in those eyes strangely soothed the fear in his heart, and Dick moved his wrist, grasping the rope that was about to let go in his hand.

"Brucie..." Ryan took off his jacket that was burned to several places just now when he was busy fighting the fire, looked at the little figure who had been rescued by the police, grabbed him and stood beside him, washing it with water Hands on Bruce's hem: "We..."

Bruce looked at the small burns on his hands, stood up and looked at Ryan, interrupting him.He raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to adopt that child?"

Ryan nodded as he tore off a few strips of cloth from his shirt and did some simple processing for him.

"Okay." Bruce held his hands back and smiled reassuringly: "Anyway, Alfred is always complaining that your appetite is too small, and he will cook one more person every time."

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The little girl is the magical girl Raven ahhh, she can perceive other people's emotions (I especially like TTG)

refill little angels

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