New York is a Shura field [Comprehensive British and American]

Almost immediately you are in too much pain to stand up.

Fortunately, Peter next to you has quick eyesight and hands to support you.

Without any explanation, he hugged the princess directly, led you across the playground, and ran towards the infirmary.

You're lying on a bed in the infirmary—

It was actually Peter who ordered you to lie down.You don't know, it turns out that a gentle and easy-going boy like him actually has a strong side.Besides, when you look at his frown because of you, you can't say any words of rejection.

Forget it, just lie down and lie down.

You looked at the ceiling, then tilted your head, and your eyes moved to the cold instrument.

The female doctor glanced suspiciously between you and Peter, and finally said straightforwardly: "Do you have sex?"

You shake your head in denial.

And Peter raised his eyebrows, eyes filled with embarrassment, "Pardonme?"

The female doctor repeated it again.The expression on her face was as if she saw countless abortions, abortions, and couples every day, full of boredom.

Peter incoherently explained: "Of course...! No no no... I mean, why are you asking this?"

The doctor did not answer his question.

Peter then explained: "No... Of course not! We're not—"

Before he could finish speaking, the doctor dragged him out, and then closed the door.Her attitude is like Peter Parker is a once-in-a-century scumbag and you are a poor little white flower victim.

You partly parted your clothes, exposing your flat belly to the air, and then felt something icy and cool was smeared on it.

The female doctor held an instrument and kept moving it on your abdomen.

After checking for a long time, there is no reason.

You glance at the color photo images projected on the machine's screen, and you can't read them without exception.

You should just have normal emergencies, like eating something bad or something.

The doctor prescribed a box of capsules for you to repair the gastric mucosa.I told you to rest for a while before walking out.

You lie on your side, rather bored.

Turn on your phone and browse the web aimlessly, and your eyelids start to twitch.At this moment, a crisp knock on the door pulled your thoughts back.

Your eyes moved, you glanced back and said, "Please come in."

At the same time, he lifted the quilt, put the pillows on his back, and sat on the head of the bed.

You watched the figure bypass the screen and come to you.

The moment you saw his face, you tried your best to hold back the movement of wanting to exclaim.

You thought it was the little spider that the doctor pushed out the door earlier.did not expect……

It's Bruce Wayne.

The chairman of the Wayne Group, who was supposed to board a helicopter and leave New York at this moment, actually came to see you.

You don't know how to feel.

Putting his hands on the quilt, he raised his eyes to look at him and then lowered them again.

You feel bad about the way you look now.Too pale face, dry lips... This kind of haggard state is not suitable for facing others.

"How are you doing now?" He stood at the end of the bed and asked aloud, his voice was low and melancholy.

In fact, he is not asking, but just expressing a fact in interrogative sentences.

He is sure that you are busy now.

You didn't understand his reason for coming, so you had no choice but to answer: "It's okay...Thank you, Mr. Wayne, for your concern." The tone was cold and distant, and you made up your mind that you don't want the current situation to become more complicated.

The atmosphere between you cooled down again.

Baby Bruce's eloquence in front of other people is all useless in your case.He secretly regrets that he can't find any sustainable topics to talk to you.In front of you, he is not some rich and flirtatious young man, but an ordinary man who is a little embarrassed in front of his sweetheart, a young man who has just started.

From his suit pocket on his breast, he pulls out a brand new Gotham Halloween night ticket, steps closer, and hands it to you.

"So he saw it. 』

you think.

But you are by no means a person who just swallows your anger and accepts violence.It's precisely because you don't think you need to go to Gotham that you let the other party snatch that ticket away.

It is also a waste to stay here.

Sometimes you will reveal inner emotions similar to "arrogance" like today.Arrogance is a neutral word in your mind, without any derogatory meaning.You will give up decisively what you are not interested in and what you feel is unnecessary.

In order not to embarrass him, you took it anyway.

If others find out that you are Batman's sweetheart, how should you deal with yourself?

In fact, you knew it the moment you met Bruce's eyes.

he loves you.

In those deep tea-gray eyes, the banter that has always been used for camouflage is removed, and the rest is filled with extremely deep love for you.

He, the beloved Brucey baby, the dark knight guarding Gotham, why does he love you?

[Note: The following is limited to three perspectives—you in his eyes. (limited to this chapter)]

The moment she fell down, Bruce Wayne, who was originally standing on the stage, also rushed down, and ran to the middle of the playground at the fastest speed, still a short distance away from her.

But someone is faster than him.

Peter Parker quickly picked up the light and slender girl, and ran towards the infirmary in the distance.

Bruce sniffed, as though her special pheromones were still lingering in the air.

He had already seen her.

The moment I got off the plane, I turned my head and caught a glimpse of her. The girl's bright face was so eye-catching in the crowd.

But the way she looked at Bruce was extremely indifferent, treating him as a stranger.

Realizing this, Bruce's mood inevitably sank.

But it's true that I haven't seen her for a long time... Jiri Redus.

Before becoming the Batman that makes criminals fear, he traveled to many places alone, from Europe to America, to Asia and Oceania, and even left his footprints on the Arctic ice cap.

The girl, I met by chance during the journey.

And her face coincided with the face of her playmate who fell into the Batcave together when she was a child.

For a long time, there has always been a small crack in his heart that cannot be bridged by others and cannot be repaired by himself.When he was eight years old, he fell into the bat cave. In the darkness, the only thing he could do was to close his ears tightly to prevent the sound of those flying monsters flapping their wings from invading his eardrums.

And the only thing that makes the young him feel that he is still alive is the girl who can be touched with a slight movement.

She shrank her limbs like a cat, even though she was not in the darkness of the Batcave, Bruce could still clearly remember the delicate face of the other party.

The girl appears to be completely harmless, she seems to be the same as Bruce, a victim of playing around in the manor together and accidentally falling here.

Seeing the girl just staring at him without speaking, all the panic that young Bruce felt about falling into the Batcave a moment ago was gone.His dark eyes fixed on each other intently, and he asked, "Who are you?"

The girl didn't answer him.Young Bruce talked to the mute little girl for a long time, until Rachel outside called his father to rescue him.

Being with this girl, the fear seemed to be dispelled.

After coming out of the Batcave, he kept repeating to his father that there was a girl in there, and everyone told him that the only children in Wayne Manor were him and Rachel.

"Maybe you're too scared, so imagine Rachel by your side," his father told him.

And this person is definitely not Rachel.

He clearly remembered that the girl had black hair and black eyes, and she had an obvious oriental appearance.In order to find this girl, he even overcame his fear and descended into the Batcave several times, but found nothing.

Everything in there indicated that there were no girls at all.Not even a single person ever existed.

But this girl surrounds him like a nightmare, occasionally becoming a resident in his dreams.The end of the emotion is silence—the long series of words he said to the strange girl when he fell into the Batcave for the first time can be called extremely rare in Bruce's later days.Because when he grows up, he has buried all the truest feelings in his heart.

Reason told him that this girl, whose name and life were unknown, would never really enter his life, that person was just an illusory shadow.Actually?The moment I saw her in China, the illusory shadow condensed into a real entity.

The weather in City C is so pleasant, and it's still cool in July.

At □□ in the morning, the branches are intertwined, and the gaps between the light green leaves cast golden spots, which is just right for the warmth-the heat wave has not really swept this Midwestern city.

There are not many pedestrians on the road, and the pieces are scattered like chess pieces.Bruce was dressed in casual clothes, with a bag on his left shoulder and a glass of Americano in his right hand. He pushed open the glass door and came out of the Starbucks on the corner slowly.

He opened the memo on his phone, thinking about today's itinerary.

Walking out of Starbucks is the intersection, and the opposite side of the road that Bruce is facing is a red light, but it is now blocked by a large truck.He just looked at the sign this way—his eyes didn't move to the traffic light as he expected.

At some point, the traffic light has changed from red to green, and the figure of a girl looms among the passing vehicles.

She and her female companion were walking on the opposite street arm in arm, laughing happily as if they had talked about something good. The dark red skirt swayed gently with her footsteps, revealing a small section of her beautiful calf.

This time, she didn't let her hair hang freely when she appeared in Bruce's dream like every time before, but tied her silky black hair into a ball head.

Sunlight slipped from the tip of her nose.

The traffic lights flashed again.

The sound of the whistle was deafening, and the birds in the trees flew away.When the girl was about to disappear around the corner of the street, Bruce had to cross the road, trying to catch up with her, regardless of the consequences.

traffic congestion.

But thankfully, he caught her this time.

The girl was extremely puzzled, she stared at Bruce's face, moved her lips, and said nothing.

Bruce grabbed her bare arms, panting slightly, a thin drop of sweat dripping down his temple.Those eyes were filled with emotions she couldn't understand.