I haven't been a big brother for many years

He could take Jerome to the hospital if necessary.

"Alive." Jerome smiled, rubbing the bruise on his wrist helplessly, and looked at Ryan with some doubts: "Why are you here?"

The last time I saw Ryan was in the hospital, and the coat he hadn't had time to return to Ryan was obviously valuable: "I haven't returned your coat to you yet."

"Sorry." Ryan lowered his eyes: "Some things happened that day, and I was discharged from the hospital temporarily, and I didn't have time to inform you." In fact, he didn't quite remember what happened that day.

"There's no need for an apology." Jerome winked at him kindly. "After all, I was the one who got the extra coat, didn't I?" He didn't bring up the question of why he was here again. Judging from what he said two years ago, Jerome felt that he probably guessed something.

He tried his best to insinuate carefully: "Speaking of which, thank you for saving me, you are here now... you want to watch the circus performance?"

Ryan cast doubtful eyes on him: "What's wrong?"

Jerome scratched his messy red hair irritably: "I think it's a bit too much to say..." His eyes blinked suggestively: "I want to take care of the wound before my mother comes back , but I still have a job..." He impatiently tugged at the doll version of the clown costume on his body, looking very frustrated.

"I don't want her to worry about me..."

"Do they often treat you that way?" Ryan frowned: "Why?"

Jerome's smile was a bit forced: "Probably because I'm too annoying."

Ryan frowned tightly and did not let go. He guessed that what Jerome said was probably a lie, and he also understood why he refused to tell himself the reason.If it was him, he would definitely wrap up the wound tightly.

"Okay." Ryan nodded reluctantly. If it was for this reason, he was willing to help Jerome.

The comparison bat already said Bruce was safe didn't it?

Although his words always make people feel less credible on Bruce.

"I'll make you a doll."

"I really don't know how to thank you." Jerome laughed: "Man, may the Lord bless you." He took off the doll clothes neatly.

"Wait." Ryan stopped his movements: "What should I pay attention to? ...I mean, what should I do?"

"Standing at the gate of the circus handing out leaflets, taking pictures with people who want to take pictures, some people will ask some confusing questions, just nod or shake your head, and you will get a tip. Be careful, stay away The group of people I saw just now." Jerome thought for a while: "I will be back soon."

He looked impatient, and it was hard to imagine that his cheerful expression was to deal with the wound.

If Ryan hadn't seen the large bruises on his body the moment he took off the doll costume, he would almost have thought that Jerome was just trying to trick him into helping.But those scars were quickly covered up by Jerome.

He must have attached great importance to his mother.

Lane guessed.

"If this is your first regular job, will you get paid?" Bruce disliked Ryan very much for taking this task, and simply expressed his resistance.

It seemed he'd always had that expression ever since he'd met Jerome, reserved disgust.

Ryan raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Do you dislike everyone around me?"

Jerome let out a "huh", took off his clothes, and looked back at Ryan suspiciously.

Bruce raised his eyebrows: "Do I have it? It's just that the people who happen to appear around you are people I hate."

Ryan shrugged and didn't answer Bruce.He felt that he was purely playing a child's temper, just like the house cat would not be friendly to the new cat in the first place.

"Thank you again." Jerome didn't hear what he said clearly, but he showed some hesitation after taking off all the doll clothes: "I still think such a request is a bit too much."

"Maybe you can buy me something to eat?" Ryan shook his head and smiled, telling him not to pay too much attention to it.

"Come on, mother's dear Jerome."

Jerome showed a helpless smile, waved to Ryan, and ran into the distance.

Bruce raised his eyebrows: If he remembers correctly, the circus tent should not be in that direction, right?

Ryan put on the doll costume clumsily, and he raised his head in doubt without waiting for bat's help: "What's wrong?"

Bruce sighed, and walked over to him to help him zip up: "Although I know you probably don't want to hear it, you should stay vigilant, okay?"

……

This is the fourth time Bruce Wayne has sighed silently since morning.

He actually misremembered the time when the circus started to perform. Fortunately, the circus still has many entertainment facilities for them to pass the time. This circus looks more like an amusement park during the day.

But that couldn't hide the fact that he skipped class to take Sylvie Galavan to a "daytime" circus that didn't even exist.

Bruce glanced at the female companion next to him secretly, and the strangeness in his heart expanded: Why did he appear here?

Why is he dating Sylvie Galavan?

When he first met the girl, at a school party a month ago, he was kicked out of the house by Alfred on the grounds that "teenagers need proper socialization to enrich themselves" and participated in a Ridiculous, hormone-laden party.

A masquerade party themed around masks.

Of course, he didn't know it, and just attended in that bland suit, pretending he was playing billionaire Bruce Wayne.

Then, he stood in the center of the party again, in front of the door again, and saw a girl with blond hair, the same black halter skirt, the same bright red eyes, Garcia.

The only difference is that she wears a black half-faced Venetian "Colombina" mask covering her face.

He couldn't see her face, only those bright red eyes, but she was shorter than him, and "Garcia" was a little taller than him.

Bruce instantly became alert, who is she?What does she want to do?Want to get his attention?What does she want from him?

But he still approached him.

Sylvie Galavan was different from what he imagined, she was very simple and just wanted to be his friend.And her appearance is just a coincidence, after all, she is playing a vampire, and the bright red contact lenses are understandable.

It was just a strange disappointment in his heart.

Then, he "coincidentally" met her again and again, and became friends with her.He wanted information about his parents from her uncle, Theo Galavan, without using her.

Bruce looked at Sylvie's blue eyes. Her facial contours didn't resemble Garcia or Ryan at all, only the curvature at the end of her eyes resembled a little.

"Brussy?" Sylvie felt his gaze and turned to him suspiciously.

Bruce frowned subconsciously: "Sorry, Sylvie, call me Bruce, only my parents would call me that."

An apology appeared on Sylvie's face: "I'm sorry, Bruce, I just want to get closer to you."

Bruce lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry." He looked very serious, but still chose to refuse.

"I'm going to the toilet." Sylvie closed her eyes to hide the flash of boredom, and when she opened them again, there was still a girl's pure and innocent love in her eyes.

Just a little bit of injury and toughness with just the right benefits.

The clown who was standing not far away as the background board finally couldn't help but click his tongue.

Batman quietly turned his face away, he didn't know what kind of expression he should use to face this annual drama.

Ryan's vest is a bit too much, right?

Ryan, who was hiding in the doll version of the fat and fat clown, was annoyed secretly: He should be obedient, and shouldn't come here looking for the "missing Bruce Wayne". Look what he saw?

This guy, he doesn't ask him to keep himself clean, but at least he can be dedicated?

But fortunately, the blond girl over there didn't know if she heard his heart, and ran away.He finally doesn't have to be forced to act as the "love background board".

speak up.

Ryan raised his eyebrows and asked Bat in a low voice: "Brucie seems to like girls with blond hair very much? Well... I haven't seen any blond-haired girls around him before, except for Mrs. Wayne... Could it be him?"

"No." Batman hastily denied.

how is this possible?He doesn't!a little!neither!Blonde control.This has nothing to do with his mother.

Ryan's suspicious eyes came out through the imperceptible hole on the headgear: "That?"

Batman felt a little bit tired, if he didn't know that Ryan was really stupid (?), he would have felt that he was forcing him to confess.

Sure enough, Ryan's next sentence has completely left Bruce behind, and his previous complaints seem to be just to pave the way for this question: "Then do you like girls with blonde hair?"

No, I like boys with white hair and red eyes named Ryan Black.

um.. Garcia with blond hair and red eyes is also available.

Batman was silent for a moment, then asked him, "What about you?"

"I might prefer girls with blue eyes, eyes as deep as the ocean. I always feel that girls like that should be very gentle."

"The hair should preferably be black."

Batman raised his eyebrows, and interjected: "Occasionally, you can be a little willful? And a little bit of desire to control? But she will understand you? Will she accompany you?"

Ryan froze: "No..."

But bat interrupted him directly: "I think it's just that the gender is not right for walking towards you now."

Ryan looked away, Bruce Wayne did not know when he was standing in front of him.

The author has something to say:

Master Lemon was sour, and it didn't mean that he was talking about himself. Bruce didn't show these beautiful qualities in front of Ryan at all.