I haven't been a big brother for many years

Bruce's throat was so dry that he could hardly utter a word.

Because the clown didn't wait for him to react, the second round of the game started.

The female voice full of fear can no longer disturb his thinking at this moment.

This is forcing Bruce to make the hardest decision in the world.

"nineteen..."

Ryan sighed inwardly.

He suddenly felt relieved.

He knew what was most important to Bruce, Gotham.

After all, everyone knows how important Gotham is to Batman.

In fact, Ryan really doesn't like Gotham, it's just a city, a place.

There are some citizens who are no different from other cities in country m, with black and white buildings and thick smog, but the smell of sin is stronger and there are more scum.

That's it.

But this is Batman's city, the city Wayne built.

The charming girl of Gotham is no longer just a city, she has become a symbol.

A fortress that never falls in the dark, shining like a lighthouse like dots of light.

Saving the city is what Batman has been working for.

In Batman's mind, Gotham is even more important than Batman himself.

Batman is the spirit of Gotham, and the Joker is the virus of Gotham.

They are all highly contagious.

And ordinary people are right in the middle of them.

They don't have Batman's extreme sanity, and they're going to break down one day and kill people.

But once you cross that line, you will ignore the law and kill people based on the moral principles in your heart, and you will become a criminal.

They also don't have the madness of clowns. They have desires, and their power and status hinder their steps.

They maintain an appearance of order.

This is the gangsters of Gotham, ordinary people caught between Batman and the Joker and infected by them.

Perhaps they are not worth mentioning.

But they have their own honor and dignity, and they have a clear object of protection in their hearts, their family members.

Compared with money, status, honor, dignity, and life, they value and care for their families more.

Even just for their family's dreams, they can give up much more than they imagined.

Ryan sighed helplessly, perhaps the "life sentence" he had promised would come to nothing again.

He knew that Batman would choose him, but he still felt that Bruce's dream was more important.

As long as there is a sense of being alive, there is a future.As long as there is a dream in the heart, people can be happy.

So he didn't blink.

……

as Batman.

Born to save the crumbling city of Gotham, the knight in the dark.

Batman is a thug whose sanity far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Yes, thugs.

He walks on the edge of the law and uses illegal means to maintain the law.

He's had pain, he's had fear, and most of the time, he's like a machine.

But he is not.

He's not just Batman, he's Bruce Wayne.

He will be born, grow old, sick and die. He wears a dark appearance of being cold, withdrawn, paranoid, and arrogant, but in his heart there is hope, a bright flame, and a softness that he carefully treasures.

The countdown ended in his ears, and he had his own answer in his heart.

The clown's insolent laugh seemed to have gone away from him. Even though his eyes were covered, he still seemed to be able to clearly see that person's eyes, which were beautiful and bright, and they were his unique treasures.

He sighed and read softly: "Gotham."

For a moment, the air was quiet.The clown suppressed the smile on his face and looked at him in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Ryan also widened his eyes.

Unexpectedly, he looked at Batman in astonishment.

His mind is trying desperately to tell himself it's just a coincidence, but he knows Bruce already guesses that he'll choose not to agree.

Both he and the Joker gave Batman the opportunity and excuse to choose Gotham.

None of them expected that Batman would choose him.

He suddenly felt that he was too much.

He realizes that Bruce is miserable and alone.

But he did not hesitate to repeatedly tear open the wound Bruce had concealed, and healed it repeatedly.

Also pretended not to know.

Batman fights against the whole world with his own power. Doesn't he really have a little desire for warmth and companionship deep in his heart?

He is longing.

Ryan thought blankly.

He could almost become that little bit of warmth, the only companion for that little bit.

But he was too self righteous.

He is not inferior, but arrogant.

He thought that compared to Gotham, it was impossible for him to have a status higher than Gotham, or even equal.

Little did he know that his self-righteous sacrifice was the one that really hurt Bruce.

It occurred to him that he forgot to tell Bruce that he had remembered everything.

He regained his memory.

When he first woke up, his mind was in chaos.But he couldn't restrain himself, longing to get close to the person in front of him...

That shouldn't be, his reason told him.

But he ignored it, throwing his reason aside.

So when Bruce told him that they were lovers, he could feel a huge leap of joy in his chest, even though he didn't know who Bruce was.

But he knew that this person was very important to him.

Just looking at him made my heart laugh.

……

But that ring made him sober.

The Dionysian factor only healed his body, and did not have much impact on his brain.

He stared at the ring, his heart full of coldness.

Why not just lose your memory?

he asked himself.

A voice in his heart told him in a low voice: Pretend you don't remember anything, so you can be with him.

But he can't.

He was so cowardly, he backed off.

He wants to ask a psychiatrist, and he wants to get the answer he wants from them.He wanted to know that his feelings for Bruce were not love, but paranoia, illness.

He didn't admit that it was love, he was just seriously ill, and he wanted to use this to warn himself one last time: stay away from him.

……

But that's actually love.

The clown forced him to feel his emotions, his obsession.

Let him know that the reason why he will return to Gotham again to carry out the so-called revenge and the so-called continuous pursuit of rights are all false.

He did this just for one person, just to see him again, just to make it easier for his dream to come true, just to help him as much as he could, just, occasionally, to hold him in his arms, hold him All the pain he will have will block all the difficulties he will encounter.

He wanted to see that the cluster of flames that symbolized light could burn quietly without any disturbance.

He was born in the dark, chased the light, and couldn't wait to get rid of the darkness, but in the end he returned to the darkness and became the darkness again.

Because where there is light, there must be darkness.

Bruce was destined to burn himself and become the light.

And he is not willing to chase blindly anymore, he can become darkness, he can disintegrate all other darkness, he can give Bruce the weakest darkness.

He had always loved him deeply.

He could just follow Bruce's old advice, stay away from Gotham, stay away from Bruce Wayne, forget everything that happened, and he'll be fine.

But he doesn't want to forget, because he loves Bruce.

He suddenly felt his hands and feet were cold, and if it was Bruce who wanted to sacrifice himself self-righteously to make him or, for his ideals, without hesitation or questioning himself.

How would he feel?

Maybe it will collapse, it will go crazy, but more of it is anger and fear.

He didn't want to do something that would hurt him like this again.

He wants to love him well.

The clown was full of joy, and he shouted out the window: "Finally, Batman finally gave up Gotham!"

"Really?" came a low, hoarse voice behind him, and Batman kicked him out of the huge French window—he finally broke free from the rope.

The detonator held by the clown fell to the ground unexpectedly, but Batman ignored it.

"Thanks, Lucius." He turned off the screen that Lucius was uploading from the glasses, and tore off the tape that the clown had stuck on the glasses.

He turned around and walked quickly to Ryan, untied the knots on his hands and body, carefully tore off the tape stuck to his mouth, and hugged him in his arms.

"you..."

"I'm sorry." Bruce was stunned, looking at the person in his arms, his eyes were slightly closed, and his slender eyelashes trembled uneasily, but interrupted Bruce's words.

"For what?" Bruce reached out and touched the pinhole on the side of his neck, confirming that there were indeed no miniature bombs, and he was slightly relieved.

He knew that Ryan's past had a great impact on him, and Bruce could clearly feel his feelings for him, intermittently.

Sometimes it's like a child holding candy in his palm, reluctant to eat it, but can't help but keep looking at it, repeating unpacking and returning the package to its original form over and over again.

Sometimes it seems to see some scourge, fleeing far away, but cautiously pokes out his eyes to observe his safety, once he faces any potential threat, he jumps out hastily, swears territorial sovereignty, cautiously Hold him in your arms.

He didn't have the confidence to change the impact of those bad pasts on Ryan.

But he has enough patience.

He is willing to give.

Willing to learn how to get along with him and learn how to love him.

Willing to know everything about him.

But Ryan raised his eyes and looked at him: "For my self-righteousness."

His right arm wrapped around his neck as Bruce stared in disbelief.

"Belittle me for my arrogance." With his left hand, he took out the small pendant hidden in the collar around his neck, and pulled it off.

His smile is bright and joyful from the bottom of his heart.

He is very happy.

Because he exists because of Bruce Wayne's needs.

Now, is the right time for Doctor Strange to look forward to it.Although he doesn't know why the doctor wants to help him, he wants to be who he is now.

He wants to live.

He wants to be what Bruce Wayne needs.

He wants Bruce Wayne.

He wants to love him.

Batman's puzzled face was reflected in his bright red pupils, as well as the bomb thrown by the clown who had stood up from the broken glass.

The bomb gradually slowed down in his eyes, and he could even clearly see the texture on the bomb and the clown's ferocious smile.

And Batman, who turned his back on the Joker, knew nothing.

……

"Don't worry, I will wait for you to come back alive." Ryan smiled, holding a small silver ball in his left hand, and lightly tapped the ball twice with his index finger.

"Bring me back." He murmured softly.

The cycle of meeting and parting is repeated, even if I force myself to endure every day, even if I can't welcome tomorrow with a smile.

But he already has the courage to deal with everything in the future.

Just be with Bruce Wayne.

"what?"

Where to bring him back?

Bruce only saw his lips parted, his beautiful crimson eyes filled with mist.

He was instantly enveloped by a dazzling green light, and he was surprised to find that his body gradually floated up and became transparent.

At the same time, the sound of an iron object falling to the ground sounded, and the faint blue light and the flame of the explosion lit up and collided.

colorful.

Bruce suddenly understood Ryan's mouth shape, and he stretched out his hand forward, trying to hold Ryan's hand in the huge flames.

But everything in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he was already standing in the hall of a luxurious building, staring blankly at his trembling fingertips.

A seven- or eight-year-old child with brilliant metallic hair pushed open the heavy door and walked in.

The author has something to say:

Ugly Master's assist is very necessary, it is to let Ryan realize that he not only loves Master, but also let him know that his blind retreat and self-sacrifice spirit are actually a kind of harm to Master.

That's right, the sharp-eyed little angel has already seen that you are not affected by this muscle relaxant at all, it's all just pretending.

Thank you little angels for your likes.

Let's tell the little angels how you fell in love with the master, and the content involves a lot of Gotham.There may be a lot of little angels who haven't seen Gotham, but it doesn't matter, I will try to make it as clear as possible.

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