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

A few days later, an open-air cafe on the side of the road.

Bruce sat in his seat, on the surface he was still listening to Clarion's words carefully, but in fact he had already started to wander.

Because of the existence of Sherlock, which can be called a cheat, the latest news brought by Clarion is actually what Bruce already knows.But the relationship between Bruce and the mercenary was not close enough for him to tell about Sherlock's existence, so now the man can only listen to the other party's so-called 'latest information' while pretending to be interested. appearance.

Speaking of Sherlock, Mr. Detective has disappeared without a trace since the last time he mentioned that an official agency entrusted him to investigate the internal rape, and it is not known whether he has made any new progress recently.

Clarion could see Bruce's insouciance.It doesn't feel good to feel that the news he brought is not taken seriously, but the mercenary is not affected by such small emotions.While continuing to speak, he looked at Bruce's expression, trying to judge how much relevant news the other party knew.

——Of course the mercenaries never imagined that there would be Sherlock in the world, who would be able to push the matter of world fusion to a halt without any external assistance.

After thinking about it, he attributed Bruce's indifference to the fact that the other party had recovered some of his previous memories.

Since Bruce's original world has done some research on world fusion, Bruce before amnesia should also know about it, and it's not surprising that he can know this information.

Clarion tried to judge from Bruce's expression how much the other party remembered.

Before Bruce noticed the change in the other party's intentions, his cell phone rang first.

It's a short text message.

Sherlock has some kind of ability to do whatever he wants?Symbolically apologizing to Clarion, Bruce clicked on his phone while thinking.

The information did not come from the long-lost Mr. Detective.

The picture developed by Bruce.

"When the wind pushes the fog, I think of the shadow in your eyes."

A love sentence was drawn in complicated and delicate English on the paper, and the ink used was a dark blue close to Bruce's eyes.

Although he didn't sign it, he realized the source of this text message in an instant, and smiled after being slightly taken aback.

Clarion thoughtfully waited for Bruce to read the text.He knew the relationship between Dawn and Bruce, so he guessed who the text message came from after seeing Bruce's lips curled up unconsciously.

"Dawn?" He waited for Bruce to put his phone back before asking, "You two have such a good relationship."

His talking partner smiled, and was about to answer when the cell phone that had just been put down vibrated again.This time it wasn't a text message, but a constant ringtone of incoming calls.

Bruce picked up the phone and glanced at it, nodded to the mercenary half in response and half apologetic, and then answered the phone.

It was still Dawn calling.

It was not difficult for Clarion to come up with this guess just from the fact that there was no loose smile on the other party's face.

"Honey--"

As soon as Dawn's beginning came out, Bruce knew what he wanted to say: "Miss you." He said in a calm tone, as if it was a conditioned reflex left after being asked a thousand times.

Dawn was rarely choked up.He couldn't see Bruce here through the phone, and naturally he couldn't see the smug smile that flickered from the corner of the man's mouth as if after a successful prank, but Clarion, who could see everything, turned away silently eyes.

——Although there was only one person in front of him, the mercenary still felt that he needed a pair of sunglasses.

Obviously the Bruce he knew was a very calm person... Can falling in love really change a person so much...

Clarion's reaction was not in Bruce's consideration at this time. When he heard the silence on the other end of the phone, the smile in his eyes became more obvious.However, the man still suppressed the corner of his mouth, tried not to let his voice reveal his smile, and said in a low voice, "I know you miss me too."

"..."

Dawn finally saw what it was like for a normally serious person to flirt.

But he wasn't in the mood to think about it right now.

Don't say that Bruce is the lover he misses, even thinking about Bruce saying such words with a smile on his handsome face, Dawn's heart would be moved.Now... who can stand up to this!

He was suspiciously silent for a long time.

Dawn took a deep breath on the phone.It sounded like the person opposite had held his breath for a long time, and finally realized that he still needed to breathe.

Bruce amused himself at the thought.

"Honey," Dawn found his voice after a while, "I'll be done in a few days."

Bruce snorted in confusion, "Huh?"

Dawn paused again: "What do you think, how about finalizing our relationship?"

Is the current relationship not certain?Bruce was a little dazed, and it took a while to realize that Dawn meant to propose marriage.

He was silent.

Marriage proposal was not Dawn's original intention of making this call, although he felt that it would be impossible for him to have the same feelings for another person as he had for Bruce, but in the man's plan, this agenda was still scheduled for a long time later—— At least not now, a few months after confirming the relationship is like a hate marriage... Pooh, it's not a hate marriage, it's a hate marriage.

In short, in Dawn's original arrangement, the proposal should be a matter of course after a while.

But after blurting out like this, he unexpectedly didn't regret his sudden impulse, but looked forward to Bruce's answer with some trepidation.

Bruce's silence was not long, and after only a moment, he gave Dawn the answer: "I need to think about it."

"it is good."

Dawn didn't expect his lover to agree immediately, even if he was declined temporarily, there was still a smile in his voice.

He said a few more love words to Bruce before Bruce hung up the phone.

From here, Clarion could clearly see Bruce's fading smile and slightly tightened brows.After hanging up the phone, the man seemed to be stumped by some question. He sat in his seat and meditated. He didn't even realize that Mr. Mercenary was sitting opposite him for a while.

The mercenary waited for a while, but Bruce still didn't recover.

He coughed lightly.

The movement on the other side finally startled Bruce, who was immersed in his own thoughts, he raised his eyes to look at Clarion with doubts in his eyes.

This obviously completely forgot that there was a person sitting opposite.

Clarion shook his head with a smile: "It seems that you are not in the mood to continue chatting today, Bruce." He stood up.

"Emotions will always make the dam of reason crumbling," he pointed out, "but I hope that the next time we meet, it will not be a flood period-this will probably make our meeting more pleasant."

Bruce stood up politely, and apologized without much sincerity.

"By the way," the mercenary stopped again, "I'll give you some advice, Dawn is not as simple as he appears."

Bruce's expression remained unchanged, and he even smiled softly: "Not long ago, someone said the same thing about you, sir." Dawn couldn't be more simple—Bruce even knew the hidden identity of his lover, He didn't think Dawn had anything to hide from him.

Clarion shrugged.

Bruce sat back in his seat after the other party left.

He really hadn't considered the matter of establishing a relationship with Dawn before, but when he suddenly mentioned this, Bruce realized that he had no arrangements for it at all.

He pondered for a long time.

The coffee in the cup had completely cooled down at some point, and the dense milk cover on it had completely disappeared due to too long, leaving only a cup of tan cold liquid exuding a bitter smell.

"How about New York? Can you go see the Avengers Building?" A low voice pulled Bruce back from his thoughts.Only then did he realize that there were two girls on the seat beside him at some point.

Maps are spread out on their desks, and they seem to be planning travel locations.

"Metropolis?" said another. "They say Superman is easy to photograph."

Bruce felt his temples throbbing - a symptom that had only happened before when Clarion mentioned the people of his native world.The man suddenly became more alert, and listened to the conversation at the next table with his ears up.

"When it comes to taking pictures, it is said that the best one is Spider-Man... He is also in New York, and New York is the stronghold of superheroes!"

"But--"

"It is said that with Stark's signature, it can be sold for a large price."

"In terms of selling money, the photos of Batman in Gotham are also very valuable..." the girl muttered.

As soon as the word "Gotham" came out, Bruce's blood vessels that were just jumping happily seemed to burst. He only felt a "boom" in his mind, and then his whole consciousness drifted away. .

The conversation next to it is still going on.

"But you dare to go to Gotham?"

"It is said that Gotham has been very peaceful in the past six months, so it should be fine."

"Before the storm—"

The sound of the cup breaking was crisp and abrupt, directly interrupting all conversations.The two girls looked to the side, only to notice that the handsome man sitting at the next table had swept the coffee cup in front of him to the ground for some reason, and was resting his forehead on the table, looking uncomfortable.

Bruce closed his eyes, seeing darkness.As if the camera zoomed in, a faint outline suddenly appeared in the darkness in front of his eyes, and the outline became clearer and clearer, becoming a city.

Even with his eyes closed, he seemed to be able to feel the cold wind blowing, as well as the damp, but weak rain that could not even wet people's clothes.

The city struggling in the dark, his city.

Gotham.

"Hey, mind if I sit down?"

The author has something to say:

Heard about 'Gotham' regaining memory or something... Wang Tian ing

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Meditation Time - Get a taste of what it's like to be in a relationship with Brucey

First, imagine Bruce's face, in a crisp white shirt, a black bow tie, and his hair neatly brushed back

He was on the phone, tilting his head slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, with a bit of doting, ambiguous and seductive

Close your eyes and pretend you're on the phone and it's Bruce's voice

Bruce: Miss you.

Bruce [lowering her voice]: I know you miss me too.

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Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L L L L L , my little heart is beating crazily.

Who can resist this, woo woo woo