[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

Jason was the one who woke up first, and the Lazarus pool made his metabolism a little faster than ordinary people.

It's so dark—wasn't it still daytime just now, why is it suddenly night?

Itchy forehead.

At the same time, a familiar smell rushed to the nerves of the brain along the olfactory cells, and he couldn't help sniffling.

This smell is like the messenger of the Sandman, just smelling it makes you feel at ease and dies, and your whole body becomes more and more tired.

He suppressed his drowsiness, raised his eyelids, and glanced vaguely.

I... on Nightwing?

Jason:!

He suddenly became sober.

The system said abruptly: [Congratulations, how does it feel to be back in the human world? 】

Jason didn't get up from Dick, and started to think in that overly comfortable posture, and the scene when he was drunk rushed into his unsuspecting brain——

I'd rather die.

The system played two applause sound effects perfunctorily: [What, are you going to Bludhaven? 】

Jason:  …

This system, what can you do, No. 1 yin and yang.

He went around Dick's arm, leaned on the wall behind him, and tried to get out of Dick's arms. It was not an easy movement, and the big blue bird tightly circled him, like a black dragon with its tail around its own treasure, With a slight movement, I don't know if Dick felt something in his sleep, and his arms tightened a bit.

The hand moved up restlessly, clasped the back of his head, and pressed it firmly but gently.

Jason:  …

The little black face noticed the movement, looked around vigilantly, and was about to lie down again. Jason's eyes lit up, he grabbed it and stuffed it into Dick's arm, and he took the opportunity to withdraw.

The little black face's eyes were wide open.

System: [... You are a real dog. 】

Jason made a silent gesture towards it, and lifted his socks that were about to fall off, a little at a loss.

Nightwing is really too warm, and it's not as dazzling as the Kryptonians, but it's like an orange moon.

Mr. Moon put his arms around the cat, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly in his sleep, wondering what he was thinking.

Jason tentatively nodded his nose, Dick didn't even open his eyes, and reached out to grab it with a dazed expression, which was exactly the same as the little black face in his arms.

The black-haired young man didn't realize that at some point, he had already revealed a shallow smile, his eyes were calm and peaceful, and the sequelae of Lazarus Pond completely disappeared at this moment.

It would be nice if time stopped here.

Be a hero to Bludhaven - that's fine too.

In fact, he didn't need to soak himself in metal and gunpowder smoke. It was enough to fight crime in his spare time, and it was not impossible to be a vigilante.

System: [It's not impossible. 】

Jason: [...you shut up. 】

Dick showed him another road, although it also had thorns and thistles, but it was better than his original plan. Jason was a little annoyed that he had stayed in Bludhaven for so long before, so he didn't go to see what Nightwing said of those things.

But he couldn't see it at that time. When a person's eyes only have darkness, he can't see the light naturally, and the people and things Dick said are like inconspicuous fireflies, which are very easy to be ignored. Only It was only when they gathered together that they realized—it turned out to be such a huge force.

What have I missed before?

Jason squatted down gently, leaned forward, and stared at Dick's face. Nightwing's skin looked a cool white, and he looked especially cold when his face was cold, but Jason knew that the truth was exactly the same as that of Dick. On the contrary, maybe Dick's body temperature is slightly higher than normal?Anyway, for me, hugging it feels... like holding a small heater.

It should be comfortable to hold in winter, but his thoughts drifted to a strange place for no reason.

Now it was too late, he moved slightly, sat across from Dick, and stared at him with a smile on his knees.

good looking.

It may be that the moonlight tonight is so alluring, he even started to think about how to clean himself up.

Jason: [System, I'm free tomorrow, let's get a few fake identities, make a complete past, and then change the name? 】

system:【……】

Jason didn't force the system to respond, and planned enthusiastically: [No, no, I like my name very much, and it's quite popular, so go hire a hacker, hack into the federation's information system, and put my It is more difficult to get the account on Iron Man's side, but it is not impossible...]

System: [You, are you serious? 】

Jason took it for granted: [Of course, this is not difficult. As long as I want to, I can hide this blue bird for a lifetime. 】

system:【……】

How come, you both know each other well all your life?

But if it can be done like this, it will be even better than the perfect ending it imagined. After two days to complete my mission, I can bid farewell to this world.

System: [I think it's ok. 】

Jason: 【Those memories of my past... It's good to remember, but it's okay if you can't remember them. People always have to look forward. If you forget them, forget them. 】

System: [Yes. 】

Jason: [I can keep this house, but the security level has to be raised...]

The more he talked, the happier he felt. The cold and hard shell on the outside of his heart seemed to be smashed by a small hammer, revealing the soft inside—it was beating powerfully.

Plop, plop--

Under the moonlight, Jason moved his fingers. He was still alive, intact.

Miraculously, what Ye Yi said was right.

The resurrection of the pool of Lazarus is not a punishment, but a gift with some side effects. Being able to escape from the hands of eternal death, and not spending one's second life well... This is simply a sin.

"Thank you."

He mouthed Dick, and the emotions in his eyes were mixed together. The green eyes no longer looked like a frozen lake, but more like a thawed stream in spring. In the darkness, Jason knew that no one would see his reaction. , the only person who could see was sleeping soundly——

The black-haired young man moved the corners of his mouth unskillfully, leaning his messy head against the wall, his brows were brimming with joy.

He seldom laughed from the bottom of his heart, and was even a little disgusted with smiles. Every time he heard laughter, he would become irritable.

The system said abruptly: [Draw a card to celebrate. 】

Jason: [? ? ? 】

seriously?What kind of cards do you draw at this time, and do you have weird side effects to hurt yourself?

He flatly refused: 【Thank you, but it's not necessary. 】

System: [Click one, you still have to smoke if you want to. 】

Jason was taken aback: [Why? 】

The system replied as usual: [I'm going to upgrade, where do you go to draw cards during the upgrade? 】

It urged Jason again: [Draw one, hurry up, draw a card. 】

Jason: [...All right. 】

He clicked on the system panel, and the system panel became gaudy tonight, with dazzling patterns printed on the light screen, changing colors every moment.

... What kind of medicine is this wrong?

Jason was thinking while pointing his finger on the draw card panel. The system panel shook and vibrated more than before.

System: [beep——]

[Card surface: time]

That's it?

Jason opened his eyes slightly. According to the usual operation of the system, the cards that were drawn were always unserious and with extremely long names. The simpler cards were perfunctory, and there were clumsy stick figures drawn on the whiteboard.

This card is different from them. The name is simple but not crude. A red bird is perched on a branch, quiet and gentle.

Is the system broken?

The system seemed to know what he was thinking: [Are you not used to it?You wait. 】

As soon as the words fell, a beam of golden light brushed across the card. The little red bird on the card was like an inflated balloon, and it began to gain weight visibly to the naked eye, until it crushed the twig and collapsed. fell to the ground.

System: [Are you still satisfied with what you saw? 】

Jason: ...a waste of emotion.

Being interrupted by the system like this, the previous subtle feeling disappeared. He casually clicked on the card, and the little red bird flapped its wings and flew up. When it reached the top, the card shattered and fell into a burst of stardust. down.

Jason reached out to pick it up, and those shiny little things fell into his palm, and gathered together again, gradually condensing into a square shape.

System: [You blow it. 】

Jason didn't do what it said, and shook the small square, halfway through the shaking, he couldn't help being stunned.

——It was a photo that perfectly reproduced the current scene.

A messy balcony, a big blue bird sleeping soundly with its little black face in its arms, and a smiling self.

System: [There is no negative effect, you can treat it as my gift. 】

Jason touched his nose uncomfortably, rolled up the photo, and stuffed it into his pocket.

His good mood lasted for a long time-until he caught a glimpse of a corner outside the window, where a strangely shaped logo was embossed.

It was like being showered with a basin of ice water.

The corners of his mouth gradually turned down, and then turned into a straight line - the vine-like lines twisted and twisted. This is the communication signal of the Assassin League, and something must have happened.

Lei Xiaogu is very witty and usually would not bother him, so this sign means...?

He licked his lips, stood up lightly, leaned closer, and checked carefully again.

- Genuine goods at a fair price, there is no trace of counterfeiting at all.

System: [Don't worry about it. 】

Jason:  …

I'd better go and have a look, and when this incident is over, let that old man Lei Xiaogu go to hell, he thought as he wiped off the mark with his sleeve, the logo of the League of Assassins is made of special paint, gently Once wiped, nothing can be seen.

But some things cannot be wiped off.

Jason walked lightly, went to the living room and tore up a note, intending to leave a note to tell Dick where he was, but he paused as soon as he wrote it, thought about it, and felt that it was unnecessary to say.

It's not good to say nothing.

Let's leave a message, he thought.

"--I'll be back soon."

After finishing writing, he put the note beside the big blue bird, picked up the messy wine bottles on the ground, and tidied it up a bit.

Go fast go back—so instead of arming himself as an arsenal, he just fumbled for two guns, strapped them to his body with a weapon belt, threw a jacket on, and flipped lightly out the window.

Jason looked back, the small house showed a soft color under the moonlight, the black-haired youth paused for a few seconds, and walked into the darkness without hesitation.

The author has something to say:

It is still necessary to say something.

Since Dick Grayson was created by DC in 1940, in the 80 years, the original comics have defined the relationship between Dick and Bruce in many ways. The setting I use is one of them-Dick has never been adopted by Bruce as a father and son, Bruce A small part of the custody rights were transferred, and his parents and friends in the circus were the ones who really had the custody rights. Dick was raised as an orphan, and this setting I have written in the previous chapters.

In this article, Jason has experienced death, and he is still a dead person. In the legal sense, there is no identity relationship, and the adoption relationship has long since disappeared due to death.

The original comics even had this, where Bruce and Dick got into an argument right after Jason died, saying Dick was jealous of Jason because Batman officially adopted him instead of him.

Important point: They do not have any fictitious blood relationship, not a side ball.

The following is excerpted from the Xinhua News Agency report:

The adoption system in the United States is very strict. Orphans who cannot find relatives to adopt in the end will be included in the government or private adoption system, including orphanages run by the social service bureaus under the state governments, and temporary adoptive families approved and contracted by the social service bureaus. Temporary adoptive families are selected and provided with training by social workers of the state government in accordance with the prescribed conditions and procedures. They undertake most of the tasks of raising orphans and can obtain certain financial assistance from the government according to regulations. Child support is not legal adoption.

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