I haven't been a big brother for many years

In absolute darkness, I couldn't see anything.

But I know that there is a narrow path ahead of me, and if I am not careful, I will fall from the road into deeper darkness.

I don't even know what the end of the road is, or even whether the road has an end.

I have also feared and struggled.

But thinking that on this road, at the end of this world, I can stand under the sun with you without restraint, my heart is full of expectations.

But I don't want to hear anything from you except "Together."

Ryan took a deep breath, raised his eyes, folded his five fingers and raised his fist towards bat: "Then, it's settled."

Bat nodded, stretched out his hand and bumped his fist, the knuckles formed by the joints of the distal end and the proximal phalanx almost perfectly fit together: "En."

a week later

A lady in her fifties was struggling to carry a small poke, trying to move the black sauce made from the ink in the barrel back to her small shop called colourful, but she didn't pay attention When she saw a not-so-shallow crack in the dilapidated floor tiles under her feet, her toes were suddenly caught in the crack, and she was about to fall to the ground as she watched.

The middle-aged man got off the car and shouted anxiously: "Christine!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly supported the woman, grabbed the steel drum full of black sauce with one hand, and prevented an impending disaster.

Christine heaved a sigh of relief, and turned her gaze to the little brother who held her back. Thank you very much, she thought.

It's just that this young man is wearing a big hat, which covers most of his face.The exposed chin is not the square chin of the heroes often played in TV dramas - this makes her a little disappointed who watches AMC every day and sighs for the heroes.

"Thank you very much." Hughes Rendon supported his wife, showing 12 gratitude to this stranger who suddenly appeared: "If you don't dislike it, please be sure to come to the store as a guest, we I will treat you well."

"Thank you..." The stranger, that is, Ryan shook his head, wanting to refuse.

But she was interrupted by Christine. The hospitable lady grabbed Ryan's arm and dragged him into her shop almost in a tough manner.

"It's okay to settle a meal here, Ryan." Bruce didn't intend to lend a helping hand. Of course, he recognized the two old people at a glance, and the colorful that he remembered deeply.

Ryan froze. It wasn't that he couldn't push the woman away, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he could only let her move.

Hughes Rendon shook his head, fortunately he was used to Christine's appearance.

To Ryan's surprise, this small restaurant was much more homely than he had believed. The pasta tasted chewy and had a special flavor, which was very delicious.

Using Italian baker noodles as raw materials, adding bacon, carrots, cauliflower (Lane picked them all out), chopped onions, etc., topped with the black sauce that Ryan just rescued, and made a real plate of "colorful" meaning noodle.

Ryan hesitated for a moment, then looked up at the woman sitting in front of him: "Why is it called colourful?" He was actually a little sensitive to this word.

Christine seemed to have guessed that he would ask this question: "Actually, the old guy over there and I once had a son... His name is Jordan Rendon, and he had some accidents... "

"Sorry." Ryan said guiltily, "I didn't know these things happened."

"It's okay, little guy, the past is in the past." She smiled gently and kindly: "Jordan is a good boy like you, but he has been colorblind since he was born."

"But it doesn't matter, even if he lives in black and white, who stipulates that he can't love color?"

"However, of course, colorful has another meaning, but you will have to wait until you grow up, at least you can easily reach the wind chimes hanging on the door to understand." Christine smiled, pointing to the only thing left in Ryan's plate Cauliflower: "Let's start by eating cauliflower every day."

Ryan looked at the cauliflower on the plate in embarrassment. He really didn't like their strange taste, but when he was at the puppeteer, he didn't eat them blankly to hide himself.

"Is it delicious?" Christine asked his opinion, holding her cheek.

Ryan choked for a moment, but said helplessly: "It's delicious, thank you for your hospitality."

But Christine laughed again: "Then I will definitely come again next time. Do you have any friends? You can also bring them together, but you can't order two identical ones."

"Why?" Ryan was a little puzzled, such a rule was too strange.

"You can also order, but in this case, you are telling me and Hughes that you like this girl and have the wish to be with her for the rest of your life. This is a rule that all customers in the store have made together. "Christine's smile was a little sly, and her tone became ambiguous, and she didn't feel at all that she was teasing children to fall in love early.

"So you must think carefully before ordering."

Bruce was a little taken aback by her words: the first time Ryan brought him to this restaurant, he ordered two identical pasta orders.

No wonder Christine wants to say wish them happiness.

What was Ryan thinking at that time?

And what kind of attitude does he have towards Ryan?

But it doesn't matter, as long as he likes him and loves him now, that's enough.

Ryan's expression is also a bit complicated: "Then I will probably never order two identical dishes." After all, he likes bat, how can bat eat?

I.

you.

There can be countless words connected in the middle.

I like you is not a special sentence.

But liking this word is enough to make people hard to say.

But he really likes him so much.

It's bat's patience and care,

Faithful and helpful,

encouragement and trust,

acceptance and recognition,

Consolation and tolerance.

Supporting him so that he would not lose hope on that unnamed island, supporting him to survive.

Even the mere existence of bat can make him feel at ease.

A bat is a feeble flame burning in the bone-chilling depths of the ocean.

Darkness and tenderness are perfectly mixed together.

Into a faint, alternative light.

His own light.

He couldn't help but want to chase, to get closer, and to always be by his side.

Ryan tried his best to restrain his fingertips so that they would not tremble too obviously. A strange sense of tension and satisfaction accompanied by the sound of heartbeat continued to expand, sweeping his brain.The thunderous heartbeat was beating in his ears, and he suspected that bat would hear his heartbeat in the next second.

Almost said it.

Both Bruce and Christine misunderstood him.

"You're going to meet that person someday, little guy." Christine crossed the table and took his hand: "The person who makes your heart feel a lazy languor, from all over the world will never be the same person." There is no place that attracts you, all you want is her, and the place where she is is the place where the dream begins."

Bruce was not surprised that Ryan would say this. He didn't think Ryan would fall in love with Bruce Wayne at this time, and it was understandable for him to answer like this.

Hughes had moved all the goods in the car to the kitchen. He wiped his hands with a handkerchief, came over and sat down, and handed Ryan a small milky white candy. Miss: "Do you want candy?"

Ryan took the candy. He actually doesn't like to eat these sweet and greasy things, and everyone has never given him this kind of thing since he was a child, but he still tore open the package and stuffed the toffee into his mouth: "Thank you , but I am not a child anymore, I have grown up."

"It's okay, child." The two couples looked at each other: "So, how old are you this year?"

"15 is old."

Christine was overjoyed, if Jordan was still alive, this happened to be Jordan's age.

"Put the hood down, kid. It's inconvenient, isn't it?" Something in her mind was growing stronger.

Ryan shook his head, rejecting her proposal: "Sorry, ma'am, someone is looking for me, so no one can see me."

The expressions of the two couples became solemn: they have lived in Gotham for many years, and they know that there are many human traffickers and disgusting child lovers here, Christine's eyes showed more pity: "Don't be afraid, child, you can stay Here, we will protect you." Without asking, she knew what must have happened to the parents of the child in front of her, after all, he was such a kind and polite child, and he must have had parents who treated him very well.

Hughes didn't speak, but his expression was that he agreed with his wife's choice.

He thought about it carefully: "Speaking of which, Jordan's place of origin has not been cancelled, it's just listed as missing..." He has already started thinking about letting the child in front of him live in Jordan's name.

"No, thank you for your kindness. But I have to go." Ryan stood up, took off his hat, and nodded to the couple.He ignored the persuasion of the two overly enthusiastic old couples and pushed open the store door.

"Ryan?" Selina jumped out from an unknown corner, she looked a bit embarrassed, and there were dark circles under her eyes.But these didn't stop her from flying to Ryan vigorously and wrapping her arms around his neck.

She complained: "Where have you been these days? Why don't you go home? I'm almost worried about you! Ahhh, you and Wayne are really worrying people every day!"

"Selina...you come down first." Selina's sudden pounce made his breathing difficult.

"I won't come down until you explain clearly."

"Selina." Ryan sighed helplessly, and helped her with his right hand so that he could breathe normally: "Remember those people I told you before? They found me, if I continue to talk to you It's too dangerous to be together."

Bruce could clearly feel the veins on his forehead throbbing: he felt it was necessary for Ryan to explain to him what the action of holding Selina up and "together" meant?

But now...

Bruce grabbed Ryan's arm and pulled him out of Selina's arms.

If it weren't for Catwoman who fell to the ground because her agility was already full: "???" What's going on?Was it a supernatural event just now?

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One day, play Rock with the other three little birds! Paper! Scissors! (Rock, paper, scissors) The lost Damian was pushed in front of Ryan who was sorting out the company documents, struggling and stammering to ask a question: "Len...Len? How did you get together with Bruce?"

"Huh?" Ryan casually glanced at the three heads squatting outside the door and the quietly pricked ears of a certain bat spirit beside him, evoking a malicious smile: "This, in fact, he secretly ruled me."

Bruce, who couldn't believe his ears: "???"

"Am I wrong?" Ryan spread his hands innocently: "Don't you think I'm good-looking and you must ask me to be your bodyguard?"

The four little birds who pretended not to hear anything sneaked away, feeling that the night patrol will be silenced by the old bat tonight...

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