The Sims: Heartbroken

Handcuffs do nothing to hinder.

Handcuffing the criminal's hands in front of his body - Yang Li is undoubtedly still a novice.

The clown pulled out a pistol.

"Behind—"

"--boom!"

Blood color spread instantly.

Bruce froze for a moment.

Expression management, lowering his voice, breaking free—he forgot to do it all.

He can only hold out his hand.

Yang Li held his hand.

The wobbly Superman grabs the Joker.

"I know you're not omnipotent..."

Yang Li still had a smile on his face.

He is not.

Although he blocked the bleeding point after regaining his sanity for a while—but he was helpless against death.

"..."

Holding Yang Li's hand, he felt that a certain part of his heart was rapidly collapsing.

He may be having a [bad day].

The suppressed clown let out a sharp laugh.

"Oh, oh oh oh—look at him! What did I do? I killed Bat's little lover?"

Was he acting so obvious?

A mass of black still stayed beside Yang Li, as if it didn't react to anything.

"What will you do? Do you want revenge? Kill me? - Comeon! Beaman!"

Don't fall for the clown's trap.

Batman still stayed beside Yang Li quietly, Bruce seemed to have rushed out of this stiff body and twisted the clown's neck.

...he can't do that.

He cannot cross that line.

...even though it would cause him excruciating pain--

He can't, kill.

The clown was sent back to prison in the end.

As if nothing happened.

He wanted to find Yang Li - there was nothing there.

He watched the surveillance all day.

"Master Bruce..."

It was no use telling him to rest.

He still repeated the search and monitoring over and over again - shot, fell to the ground, disappeared.

Nothing was found.

"Master Dick is coming soon, are you sure you don't want to prepare?"

"Not now."

"...Mr. Yang wouldn't want to see Master Dick only see your cold face."

Bruce paused.

He seemed to see someone standing beside him.

"You should go and see that kid."

A pearly white ghost sat on his console.

"After losing his parents... don't let him have another bad guardian, okay?"

"..."

His eyes moved away from the monitor inch by inch.

The ghost looks exactly the same as it did in the house.

"Master Bruce...?"

"...Yang Li..."

"..."

Bruce came back to himself.

He set his eyes on Alfred: apparently, in the eyes of his reliable butler, there were only two people in the Batcave.

"...Yang Li doesn't want that, yes, I should...prepare."

he murmured.

"That's good, I'll go get something to eat and wait for you up there."

"……it is good."

Alfred left, but Bruce didn't look back.

The ghost is lying on his keyboard.

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"...Hello?"

He turned back, reached out - through the ghost's body.

Yang Li was still smiling.

"...I'm dead?"

This sentence sounds like an accusation.

Yes, Yang Li had already died, right in front of him—if he had been sensible enough to get away from those messy brick beams first, he might have been able to give Yang Li a hand...

Some people say Batman is just a masochist, and occasionally, they're right.

Bruce will repeat those painful things countless times, those things are engraved on his bones, he will not show them, but those pains cannot be relieved by half, and they will always be played back in his world's best brain.

At this moment-

This is presumably a new punitive measure.

The phantom of the ghost was smiling at him, the smile that was no different from that before dying made him almost unable to breathe.

"Be quiet."

He acquiesced in its existence.

With his back to the ghost, Bruce took off his heavy cloak.

——The thin layer of fabric is of course very light, but it is indeed heavy. When it was removed, Bruce exhaled.

Unlike Batman's frightening image, that half-destroyed mask is just a tired man.

He took off his battle suit, ignoring Phantom's chatter the whole time.

"Too soon—? No, that, shouldn't I be watching?"

Yang Li looked at the scar on Bruce's back and fell silent for a while.

The man was scarred.

"Bruce... Bruce."

Yang Li called out.

"...Does it still hurt?"

"..."

He definitely won't answer his hallucinations.

Putting on the normal clothes without a pause, ignoring the ghost's hesitation, Bruce walked to the elevator upstairs.

"Are you going to see that child? Oh, I won't go. Children are probably afraid of ghosts."

"..."

He always does.

Always go backwards first.

This is Bruce's impression of Yang Li - he would never force him to do anything.

Even Yang Li in the hallucination.

The elevator door slowly closed.

Yang Li who was waving at him slowly disappeared.

"boom!"

He smashed the elevator with a punch.

He found that he couldn't keep as calm as he thought—he couldn't help breathing faster.

"..."

It was the same as before Yang Li died.

He couldn't say anything.

...the same as when Yang Li was alive.

There was no way he could treat any female companion...at least, say something tender.

"……I'm very sorry."

he whispered.

"I'm very sorry……"

I'm sorry, but I can only let you die alone.

Yang Li found that the ghost mode in the real world is different from the normal mode.

He can't touch anything, can't use magic, and can't be seen.

He chatted with the goddess of death for a while, and came back to find that only Bruce could see him.

Why is that?

"He has something to do with your world, the god of death who has come into contact with you recently—there are many possibilities." The goddess of death leaned against the wall, "In short, if you want to go back, you have to ask him to make a resurrection medium for you. "

That's easy.

There are more than a dozen kinds of resurrection potions.

...Yang Li might really be a little nervous, he only found out that Bruce's attitude was not quite right the next day.

"You are an illusion."

Bruce looked at Yang Li, and looked away after a few seconds.

Yang Li: ...? ? ?

He was reading the ingredient list of the resurrection potion to Bruce at the time, and was suddenly scared and forgot the words.

...He is taking me for an illusion, huh?

I didn't say, who is so calm?When you realize you're hallucinating, the only thought you have is "be quiet"?He thought Bruce meant "you can stay here, be quiet and don't disturb my work"!

"I am real!"

He wanted to give a few examples, things that Bruce didn't know, such as Deadpool, or Elandra.

...boyfriend, and another self who has another boyfriend.

Yang Li: "..."

"I... I'm really not hallucinating...?"

The author has something to say: Changed the frame... The clown took out the pistol. Gun sentence

Indifferent face: Once this kind of word is blocked... it will make people think of worse things, okay?