[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

There is only one meaning in everyone's eyes.

You are standing on the dry shore with a high-sounding appearance, is it so clean?

Gudong.

Tim swallows hard, why are you all looking at me—?

It's kind of, no, pretty bad, and of course Tim understands why everyone's looking at him.

It was simply because he was the only innocent and clean person here.

The sixth sense, which belongs exclusively to the bat vigilante, started to call the police frantically. His heels slightly moved to the left, which was the direction of the door.

Let's go now, it's still too late.

But he was a little bit reluctant.

Hell, he couldn't hold back, and cursed in his heart.

Seeing that this will be the best source of happiness for him in a year, and it will be a lifetime of regret to miss it. There is no doubt that the greatest joy in Tim Drake's life is watching the Bat-family members hurt each other without hurting their feelings. .

This kind of happiness is like a boy who likes to watch a group of beautiful women slap each other.

Uh... Although their family usually doesn't stay at the level of slapping.

Tim looked around, and finally chose to look at Bruce face to face. He stared at each other firmly, maintaining his last stubbornness.

Bruce's face became even more gloomy. He carefully looked at his adopted son, who he once thought was the most worry-free and infallible, trying to see something.

Tim said softly, "Bruce, what's the matter with you?"

Bruce didn't say a word, looking a little depressed.

When he first turned into a cat, Spider-Man once said that Tim's private life was a bit wild, and after that, even if Tim himself admitted that he was wild, Bruce was still in a state of doubt.

Nobody knows Tim Drake better than him.

That wouldn't be real, any more than the Brucie baby he'd portrayed wasn't real.

He didn't think Tim's dock could survive in the two aircraft carriers of Jason and Dick. Jason Damian's combination was better than Jason Dick's. After all, there were still countless fighter jets on the deck of Dick's aircraft carrier.

Oh.

Great, now Jason has fighter jets on his deck too.

So there's no way Tim can handle both of them at the same time—

But now, as the Dark Knight gradually learns about the hidden side of the Robins, his firm belief and trust in Tim have begun to shake.

Dick was still squatting on the ground, pretending to cover his face, and the gap between his fingers just exposed two innocent blue eyes.

Damian stared at Tim menacingly, and sneered: "Drake, are you still wearing hypocritical clothes?"

Dick disapproved: "Dami, this is going too far."

Tim taunted him with condescending pity in his tone: "Put on some clothes, devil bastard."

In front of Damian, it was always difficult for him to maintain his general self-restraint as Wayne Shao - in fact, several times he was almost pissed off by Damian so much that he died together.

Bruce's face got worse, Dick thought with a sigh, he looks really like the Justice League was going to hold a grand funeral for Superman, and as the best friend had to give a speech, he just stood on the stage and said a few words Clark sat up on the spot and lifted the coffin board directly behind Bruce——

Damian looks like he's about to cut off his brother's head, and Dick turns his attention to Bruce.

Bruce closed his eyes, opened them, closed them again, and repeated several times: "Tim."

"Ah."

"I know I'm probably not qualified to say this, but—" He looked deliberately at Jason, then at Dick, and finally let his eyes rest on Tim's face.

Damian is still here, he shouldn't have said it so clearly.

Bruce is careful to grade Tim the way Tim is rated on the movie grading system, and Damian isn't even 13 yet - but there's clearly something wrong with PG-13... R?

He looked at Dick again, only to feel that the shots in his mind were full of some hot-eyed shots.

Bruce politely and quickly puts the grade down to NC-17.

"Damian, you can go out now," Bruce said, "You're not old enough to hear this."

Jason looked shocked: "So you think that the devil bastard beats up people on the streets of Gotham every day, driving a Batmobile and hitting everyone who provokes him, but he can't even watch Titanic in the cinema?"

Offended, Damian looks at Jason sternly, but still fires at Tim: "Father, as I said, Drake isn't fit to be one of us."

Tim: "Wait, you drive the Batmobile?"

Damian let out a disdainful sneer.

The Batmobile is also known as the Robin Happy Car. As the name suggests, everyone in the universe can drive it, except Robin.

Grayson broke the rules, and Tim looked at Dick coldly, the disappointment in his eyes full of betrayal, like a husband who just found out that his wife was kidnapped by a feral man, and then found out that the murderer was his stepmother.

"I can explain." Dick waved his hands in a panic.

"Explain." Jason looked at him like garbage.

The second-generation Robin should be the only Robin who can be allowed to drive the Batmobile by Batman!And Grayson broke the record!

"Uh..." Dick was embarrassed, trying to change the subject: "Bruce, what did you want to say to Tim?"

Bruce's eyes sharpened suddenly.

He still can't believe that it's Tim who Peter's describing - Dick's more than likely, since he'll be with his ex-girlfriend on the eve of the wedding...cough.

When everyone was stunned, only Tim realized what Bruce was trying to say.

I want to run away from home, he thought peacefully.

He really didn't want to have a name in their story anymore, and he didn't want Damian to feel like he stole his stepmother.

The little red bird said calmly, "Bruce, I left my work and came back. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Connor, are you there?" Mr. Wayne reservedly called out the Kryptonian's name.

Didi Dachao was roughly interrupted by Bruce: "I heard that while you were getting better with Jason, you also attacked his police colleague with a particularly upturned ass."

Tim: "..."

Bruce turned to Dick: "And you're willing."

Dick: "..."

Time seems to be paused.

I'm not clean, that's all Tim thinks.

Jason shrank back quietly, as quiet as a chicken, wishing that everyone would think he didn't exist. Bruce had to admit that he had to bear most of the responsibility for this misunderstanding.

The others were dumbfounded.

Damian let out a lion king's roar after being provoked, picked up the knife and slashed at Tim. Dick strangled the little boy's waist in panic, looking like an unlucky guy who was forced to bathe the cat.

"Come on, Damian, for my sake, let's settle this misunderstanding."

No one noticed that there was a red cloak floating outside the window.

Connor did hear Tim's voice, but he was busy saving the world when he heard Clark writing in his apartment, about to pull out his hair.

"Clark, Tim asked me if I was there. Help me go to Wayne Manor. It's been about 15 seconds since you changed your clothes. I'm not free now."

From the small apartment in the metropolis to the Wayne Manor in Gotham, Kryptonians only need 15 seconds. Clark actually didn't want to eat melons, but the Batcave was plated with lead, but Wayne Manor was not.

The small-town boy in Kansas slams on the brakes and hovers out the window.

"Misunderstanding?" Tim repeated faintly: "What misunderstanding?"

Dick shuddered.

He was extremely disturbed, and whispered: "Bruce, in fact, Jason has always misunderstood that Tim and I are together. Tim's way of expressing kindness to Jason is influenced by you."

For example, the black card that is misleading.

Damian froze.

And the old father didn't know which was worse.

"What did you do to misunderstand Jason?" Bruce's face was blank and his voice was choked.

Tim sneered and tapped on his watch, a virtual image ejected from the device.

"Dick, our relationship—"

"I do not mind."

"It's interesting."

In the video, the big blue bird's skin is cold and white, its eyelashes are curved, and its beautiful lips are curled up. Everyone's face is covered with hormones.

Tim said softly, "Ah... interesting isn't it?"

"I don't mind either." Jason coughed lightly and replied gloatingly, as long as Dick was around, he wouldn't die socially today.

Dick unknowingly loosened his grip on Damian, and stared at Tim in disbelief: "Teebo, why did you record this?"

Bruce grimly: "Dick..."

But he quickly shut his mouth tactfully. If anyone in this room had the right to comment on chaotic relationships, he was definitely not on the list.

Damian seems to have lost trust in this family, which one to stab first has become the most troublesome choice now.

There was a loud bang from the terrace.

——How does it feel to be stared at by a room full of bats?

Clark can say responsibly that it feels like being stripped naked and thrown into a kryptonite pile.

Dick was almost screaming, "Clark, why are you here?"

Clark showed a bitter smile and spread his hands. What should have been glasses was crushed into a mess of diamonds, and the diamonds split in half again. That was the crunching sound heard before.

"Connor called me, Tim, he has something to do at the moment..."

Bruce untimely felt sympathy in his heart, look at this Kryptonian, even though he is as happy as a big sun every day, he is still forced to face life after having a child.

His good colleagues wouldn't have had to go through the shock.

The old father who is single but has five children casts a sad look on the old father who is single but is about to have three children.

Clark licked his lips. He had never seen Batman so helpless. He was so helpless that he was so lovable. The kindness of the god of the world did not allow him to walk away. He racked his brains and came up with a comfort point: "Bruce, on the bright side, once your family can digest it internally - you won't have to deal with every superhero you meet and find out they're ex-boyfriends or ex-girlfriends of the Robins."

"As for the peers and gossip targets, we can only be careful..."

After he finished this string of extremely convoluted words, he added another sentence: "If you are willing to digest it internally..."

Clarke couldn't say a word: "I also don't have to face the situation where every teammate is your ex-girlfriend. To be honest, Bruce, I always feel that those female villains in Gotham are not suitable flirting objects."

Silent.