Is boyfriend the dark knight today? [Comprehensive British and American]

"That's a nickname for love."

Dawn said it with confidence, and he didn't think there was anything wrong in the slightest.

But Bruce saw a bright smile in the man's hazel eyes, as good as sunlight floating in amber.

The words on his lips suddenly froze, and he couldn't say anything.

Dawn looked at Bruce with a smile.He was condescending, able to see all the expressions of the blue-eyed youth, so naturally he would not miss this moment of stuttering.

Those eyes that seemed to be shining with light suddenly became brighter.Dawn lowered his head and leaned closer to Bruce's face looking up at him, his slightly cold fingers slid across Bruce's jaw, making him look up at himself.

"Why, are you fascinated by me?" Dawn teased.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other quietly.Breath is audible.

"Yeah." Bruce smiled suddenly, and leaned forward to exchange a kiss with his lover.

The lips and tongue were intertwined, and it took a while before they were separated again.Bruce's blushing, water-colored lips were still hooked into a smile, and his voice was low and vague: "I'm so fascinated that I can't find the north."

Dawn stood a short distance away from him, looking down at Bruce.Bruce's hand was still on the back of his head, but his blue-eyed lover clearly had no intention of continuing the kiss.

Dawn stared at Bruce's rosy lips for a while, but still couldn't resist the temptation of the other party, he lowered his head and quickly stole a kiss.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can find me." He said happily.

What responded to him was Bruce's eyes of helpless disapproval.

Before establishing a relationship, Bruce never felt that Dawn was a person without self-control.Such a good impression was completely broken by Dawn who fell in love.

If it weren't for the business entanglement, Bruce had no doubt that Dawn would be able to spend all his time on it.

He pushed Dawn slightly away, keeping a safe distance between them.

"You came back quickly." He said meaningfully.

Dawn was still staring at Bruce's face. Hearing the words, he showed an exaggerated hurt expression: "I hurried back, do you doubt me like this, honey? Do you suspect that I am monitoring your movements?"

His expression was quite exaggerated, and it was obvious at a glance that he was acting, which made the expression on Bruce's face turn helpless.

He didn't doubt what Dawn meant, but he heard Dawn talk about his itinerary for today this morning.The place where the other party works today is quite far from the manor. Obviously, Jonathan is already prepared to set aside enough time to convince Bruce.But from Bruce entering this room to Dawn's intrusion, there was absolutely no time between twenty and ten minutes.

"Did you go racing?"

"I just rushed back after receiving Daisy's notice, because I was afraid that you would suffer from Jonathan, you..." Dawn realized what Bruce said in the middle of his complaint.

He stopped talking and coughed lightly: "No?" Even if there was, it wasn't him who was racing, but his hapless Mr. Driver.

Bruce glanced at him, accepting the answer.

He was not too surprised why Dawn knew the content of his conversation with Jonathan.Perhaps Jonathan didn't know that cameras and radios had been installed in the reception room of Dawn's main house. Even if Dawn was not in this room, he could clearly know what happened in this room.

The intimate and sticky atmosphere before was completely broken. Seeing that it was impossible to get another kiss, Dawn straightened his expression: "If you encounter such a situation in the future, call me before you see them."

"I will deal with these things as soon as possible, and I won't let them bother you again."

"Believe me."

……

Solan has not had an easy time recently.

I don't know if it has something to do with him interrupting the intimacy between his dear father and Mr. Warner. The young man always feels that his beloved adoptive father has been very strict with him recently.

As the end of the year approaches, the businesses under the Dawn family already have a mountain of things that need to be dealt with every day. It can be said that Dawn, who is working overtime, can only concentrate on dealing with the accumulated things in the first few weeks, and then let go Throwing everything to Solan again, I only have one last look at it.

But that's not the case. With the huge size of the Dawn family, how could the patriarch who needs to handle most things still live a happy life from ten to six when the year is approaching.

As a result of Dawn spending time with his lover, Solan worked overtime in the office overnight.

Fortunately, before Dawn was not a diligent character.Under his deliberate decentralization, the young man has long been used to dealing with these matters, which prevented Solan from being reduced to needing to be accompanied by the coffee machine.

Especially today, it was rare for Dawn to realize his conscience, and he agreed to accompany Solan to sort out all the unfinished matters.It turned out that it was just a phone call, and he left Solan and a group of people who came to discuss work with him, and left in a hurry.

After finally sending away a group of subordinates who were regarded as his elders according to the internal relationship of the family, Solan let out a long and tired sigh, and lay down on the leather boss chair.

The sky outside was completely dark, because it was already the Christmas holiday, and there were very few shops with lights on the street, only the temporary Christmas market in the middle of the road was still shining with neon lights.

The whole office was so quiet that he could hear his own breathing.

Suo Lan let out a long sigh of relief, hastily settled the temporary takeaway, and returned to the accumulated affairs.

Today is another day of working overtime at the company.

At this time, Bruce and Dawn were enjoying the food prepared by the chef in the main house.

Because there are only two people, the dining table is a small square table, which is convenient for two people to exchange feelings while enjoying delicious food.The dining table is lit with warm yellow lights, which looks bright and warm.

After dinner, O'Brien removed the tableware that the two of them had used, and then minimized his presence again, hoping not to disturb his master and his lover.

"Don," Bruce called to Dawn, who was about to stand up, "I think we need to talk." He put his fingers crossed on the table, looking like he was about to have a serious conversation.

Dawn sat back, showing a serious look.

"What do you want to say?" he asked, with a small smile on his lips.

"About what Jonathan said today—"

"You already know it very clearly, don't you?" Dawn said with a smile, "Bruce, Solan is my heir. Whether it was in the past or now, I have always thought this way. You can see it very clearly, why do you still ask? I?"

"No, that's not what I'm going to say." Bruce interrupted him, "I think Jonathan isn't the only one who doesn't want to recognize Solan as heir, is he?" He looked at Dawn's expression.

Dawn stared at Bruce, waiting for him to continue.His expression was still happy, and he obviously didn't take the opponents that Bruce said to heart.

"Except for people like Jonathan, there will always be some more extreme people, maybe they will want me to leave you, and even for this-" resort to some means.

Bruce was interrupted by Dawn before he finished speaking.

"Don't care about that," he said. "As long as we trust each other, no matter what the tricks are, it won't matter."

"Bruce, all you have to do is love me."

Bruce looked at Dawn, the man's amber eyes sparkled with intoxicating tenderness under the light.Seen by him like this, no one will wonder why this person can easily attract the hearts of the opposite sex when he is acting as a playboy.

He really looks like a pure nobleman, no, like a little prince who is ignorant of the world, never needs to worry about life, has never been in touch with the dark side of the world, and has nothing in his eyes except the people in front of him .Being looked at like this, no one will doubt whether the other party really likes him or not.

"But I have no memory, Don," Bruce even felt a little relented.However, considering the news he learned today, he still said what he wanted to say: "No one knows what I experienced before I lost my memory, what kind of life I have, whether I have relatives, friends...even lovers. "

"..." Dawn was silent for a while, and then a little smile appeared on his face again, "Do you think you have had a lover before?"

Bruce shook his head: "I can't guarantee it." Subconsciously, he didn't feel that he had a lover, but considering the current state of his amnesia, Bruce had to think more about the worst case.

"Is that why you've been thinking about it for so long, honey?" Dawn asked.

He didn't seem all that worried about what Bruce was saying.But Dawn still thought about it before continuing to answer Bruce: "What I want you to know is that I am ready to accept all of you, Bruce, whether it is your past or your future."

"Of course, the problem you mentioned does exist. Even the worst possibility, you may forget me after you recover your memory." He said, "But so what, Bruce? At least for this moment, we have each other."

Bruce didn't agree with Dawn's idea.

He thought of things, not usually only of the present moment of pleasure, but always of the future—and not only of the future, but of the worst possibility.In his eyes, it is completely irrational to make a decision without a perfect solution.

If Dawn is willing to only look at the happiness in front of him, Bruce will not only look at the present, but also consider the future.Even in order to keep the future situation under his control, he can ignore the temptation in front of him.

But he was still persuaded by Dawn.

If Bruce had been able to be completely rational, he would not have agreed to Dawn's confession.

Emotion has always been an accident beyond reason.

……

The only sound in the office was the sound of Solan flipping the pages alone. If it weren't for the bright lights in the room, it would be as quiet as a haunted house.

The sound of knocking on the door rang out in the room where a needle could be heard.

The author has something to say:

I'm working hard to send out candy π_π

I have to work hard to save the manuscript again... Discuss with everyone, what do you think of the three days and six days after entering V, how do you think it will be updated normally after 1w2 on the same day?

QAQ I think if I drag it out for two more days, my saved manuscript will be confiscated by me, and now there is only one chapter.