I haven't been a big brother for many years

"I..." He bit his lower lip hard, a little anxious because he was overwhelmed.

Such an appearance made Bruce feel very annoyed because he realized what he said, and suddenly brightened.

He showed a little sly smile, and changed the subject in a nonchalant manner: "Wow, I know it's not easy for you to accept me so quickly. Why don't you take a look at my..." Favorite?

However, before he could finish speaking, he was urgently interrupted: "I accept."

"?" Bruce froze for a moment, then looked up at Ryan.Surprised to see that his gaze had moved out of the window, the already white earlobes and even the pinnae turned red like the burning clouds outside the window.

His performance made Bruce feel that his cheeks were hot, and he was not a person who talked too much, or made jokes unscrupulously.

But there was a strange feeling in the person in front of him, which made him unable to speak.

These are words that he would never say normally.

For a moment, he seemed to be burned out by the red glow on his cheeks, stumbled and didn't know what to say.

"Um...really? I mean, I'm glad...you know what I mean." He coughed lightly and took a deep breath.Force yourself to calm down: "Let's... go up and have a look?"

He felt his heart beating faster than when he was riding one of those exaggerated machines in the amusement park.

Luckily, Ryan nodded and said nothing, maybe he wanted to say something, but his sharp canines pressed against his lower lip, firmly restraining the movement of his lips.

He is very beautiful.

Bruce looks at him, and the thought pops into his head suddenly and untimely.

His slender eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, and the color reminded him of the snow leopards from central Asia in the zoo.

An elegant, rare big cat.

He watched it lying on the bare rock basking in the sun through the glass from a distance, perched on the top of the ice peak and snow ridge, far away from the hustle and bustle.It was lying on its side, half-closed its eyes, with a lazy expression, revealing a little soft belly, and a tail covered with thick fluff patted the ground beside it in a very slow rhythm.

Even though the zoo has built a low-temperature pavilion suitable for the survival of snow leopards, he still feels tenderness and burnout from such scenes for some reason.

Just like Ryan made him feel.

The ennui of the world and the tenderness hidden in it.

This is strange.

But reasonable.

His thoughts drifted away, until a hand with well-defined bones and long, white fingers appeared in front of him, shaking in front of his eyes.

"B... Wayne?" Ryan frowned, looking at Bruce strangely, wondering why he was able to stand on the stairs and stared blankly.

Bruce woke up suddenly: "Bruce." He subconsciously said, "Call me Bruce."

"Bruce." Ryan nodded, took a step back, and moved away silently.

This is his habit all the time.

But Bruce grabbed his hand and stopped him from trying to distance himself calmly. He said, "Let's go, let's go up."

Ryan stared blankly at the hands of the two, letting Bruce drag him upstairs.

The temperature from the fingertips was so hot that it was unreal.

Batman followed them, recalling carefully.

He can't remember this memory very clearly. The memory of that time seems to be all concentrated in the alley where his parents died and the pearls that fell all over the place.

But he somehow felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar.It wasn't the first time he held Ryan's hand, nor was it the first time he saw his earlobe red just because of such an action.

really cute.

This made him feel a vague, unknown sense of pleasure, as if that person was his property.

If it was possible, in fact, he had already wanted to do this since he came here through that weird green light.

He wanted to wrap his arms around him, announcing to everyone that they were together.It's best to be so tight that he can't leave no matter what.

Yet now.

Batman looked at his hands and sighed.

……

Wayne Manor is a typical Tudor to Renaissance building of extreme luxury.Surrounded by green trees and lawns, the manor is picturesque, and beautiful carvings can be seen everywhere.

The Wayne couple finally decided to move the long table into the garden, enjoying the afterglow of the sunset during dinner time.They also changed their tastes, except Ah Fu's favorite cookie, they changed all the dishes to Chinese food.

They're not overly serious people at the dinner table, but they quickly learn that the other couple may have stricter rules when it comes to table manners.

Chinese food is a little more casual than American dinner.

This might relax the nervous little one a bit.

Thomas could see that even though his wife hadn't had much contact with Ryan, she really liked him.

"Bruce is so paranoid sometimes. Don't you think? He needs to learn how to take care of someone."

"Are you asking Bruce to help him?" Thomas raised his eyebrows. For the first time, he felt that his wife was absurd.

He didn't think that the child needed any help, and his parents were very kind to him.

"Oh, of course not." Martha looked at him with a smile: "Children need this kind of interaction, they are helping each other."

She looked at the list of dishes in front of her and changed the subject: "What kind of taste do you think New Yorkers prefer? Sweeter or sweeter?"

Thomas sighed: "Honey, Bender used to be a Gotham man, you don't have to be too..."

"But Angie and Ryan are from New York." Martha glared at him: "Call the children down, Alfred is ready to order before dinner."

……

"How is it? Do you like these?" Bruce handed Ryan a glass of juice that Alfred had just delivered, with an obvious smile on his lips.

He watched Lane flip through his collection and some of the tech gadgets the Wayne Co. had developed.

Even though Ryan is obviously more interested in those toys, even though he has ignored him for a long time because of these things.But that didn't stop him from being in a good mood.

Ryan took his orange juice, and seemed to have suddenly realized that his behavior of leaving the owner aside was a bit impolite, and looked at Bruce at a loss.

There was some mist in those crimson eyes, like a puppy, with grievance and annoyance shining brightly in them.

He bit his lip and whispered vaguely: "...I like it."

few words.

Bruce found that he seemed to like biting his lip, but when he saw the grievance in his eyes, the eyebrows that were about to frown immediately relaxed.

He was a little amused in his heart, wondering what Ryan was wronging.

He had roughly understood his preference from Ryan's choice, so he spoke carefully: "Wayne Enterprises' Technology R&D Department has just developed a batch of thermal lasers...of course not the type of weapons, but small , a toy for carving metal objects."

"Maybe we can make something together for fun. Do you want to join?" Although he was sure that Ryan would agree.

Batman was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly took out the small silver ball.

"Of course...I mean, if they can get it out in time within three months."

Ryan lowered his eyes. Three months later, he was going back to New York to see the group of classmates he didn't like and didn't like him, and to see his real parents.

But Gotham is different.

Even though he's only been here for a day, he likes Wayne Manor, and he likes...Bruce.

"Are you only going to be here for three months?" Bruce's eyes widened, he didn't expect they could only spend such a short time together.

"I mean, it's okay, they will." He suddenly felt a little too surprised, and changed his words hastily.

Ryan smiled unnaturally: "I hope so."

Bruce was keenly aware of his emotions: "Hey, don't be discouraged. Three months is a long time, maybe you guys will delay for a while, maybe you can spend Christmas here, maybe you don't go...we can Talk to your father!"

He thought maybe Ryan could stay, even though he knew that might not be possible.But three months is really too short.

with that person?

Ryan felt that the blood all over his body was suddenly frozen, and he subconsciously bit his lower lip.All those little expectations just now disappeared, and his face sank:

"Forget it, Wayne."

Batman sat beside Ryan, clearly feeling the tiny tremors in his body.

He was scared, Batman frowned.

But he should have stayed in Gotham, in Wayne Manor.

His previous time should not have been worse.

If only he could meet his adult self, Batman sighed.He can completely protect him under his wings, and hold him in the palm of his hand.

He has that ability and wants to do that.

Instead of being like my past self.

He shifted his gaze to Bruce, who was too young to be anything but a friend.

Tell Ryan that life isn't too bad.

Bruce lowered his head and looked at Ryan in surprise. He had always had some vague doubts from the beginning, and now such doubts became stronger: "Do you have a bad relationship with your father?"

But he saw that Bandle Black was good to Lane, just like his father.

Perhaps they have some contradictions?he thought so.

Batman shook his head, Bandle Black was so good.He didn't know what happened to Ryan until before.

But no one is aware of this fact.

Ryan shook his head and nodded again: "You won't understand, Wayne."

They are different after all, he was born in the light and he grew up in the dark.

"Call me Bruce." Bruce looked into his eyes: "If you don't tell me, how will I understand?"

Ryan looked at those blue eyes and evoked a mocking smile: "What if I just don't say it?"

He didn't want anyone to pity him, especially Bruce Wayne.

"Okay." Bruce sighed. "I'll wait for you to say it. Don't make me wait too long, okay?"

Batman opened his lips slightly, and spoke almost at the same time as Bruce:

"It's okay, I will love you."

"No matter what you've been through."

"But I still wish you could tell me."

"so."

"I have one more reason."

"To be able to hug you, to kiss you."

"Then tell you."

"I belong to you, I am yours."

"To the world, you can be anyone. To me, you are the whole world."

He always wanted to go back to this time and tell him such an answer.

The author has something to say:

I have to test linear algebra on Saturday morning qwq

I should review it tomorrow.

A total of three changes on Saturday and Sunday

love little angels