[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

Reasonable, unexpected.

System: [... Stab a few more times, Lei Xiaogu didn't die so easily. 】

The green-eyed man fell to the ground, struggled to support his body, and moved back, leaning his head on the railing.

Jason: "You really can't die."

Lei Xiaogu laughed lightly, and his wound was affected by his smile, and his heart was damaged. Even he couldn't help hissing.

Lei Xiaogu looked at him from the bottom up: "Aren't you dead too?"

Jason's face sank, he swung his legs, and kicked him in the face without hesitation, Lei Xiaogu was kicked to the side, he paused for a moment, and hooked his lips in that awkward posture.

Lei Xiaogu: "I thought I raised a robin, but I didn't expect to raise a wolf cub."

...How dare you say it?

Oh shit.

Just thinking about it makes me angry.

Jason squatted down, grabbed the man by the collar and lifted it up, lowering his voice: "Raise a robin? Wolf cub? Did I let you raise it?"

In his previous state, he was almost limped by Lei Xiaogu. This old thing almost regarded himself as a doll, dressing up according to the owner's wishes-dressing up, and insisting on putting on justice and fairness, whatever Ninja training, what Lazarus pool...

Believe in your evil.

He felt his teeth a little itchy, and he was in a bad mood. He squeezed the hand of Lei Xiaogu's collar, and because of too much force, the blue blood vessels were highlighted.

As long as you talk too much - Jason thought so, grabbed Lei Xiaogu's hair and pulled it back. Hearing the sound of the man's head colliding with the iron railing, he raised an eyebrow in satisfaction.

Lei Xiaogu suffocated for breath, and paused for a few seconds before recovering.

He was not angry at all, and spread his hands, looking quite peaceful: "I'm about to die, can't you make me feel better before I die?"

Unlike ordinary people, who would cover their wounds after being injured, the head of the devil, except that his face turned pale and his chest was stained with blood, still behaved as decently as usual, and he even stretched out his hand leisurely to pinch Jason's wrist.

Lei Xiaogu: "You have become more fragile than before, even more fragile than when I first saw you-going to Gotham in this state is not very good."

Jason flipped his hand, clasped Lei Xiaogu's hand in reverse, took out the dagger with the other hand, and laid it across the green-eyed man's neck.

His voice sounded quite impatient: "I said, don't use your thoughts to speculate on me wishfully, or you will die now, and you won't even have time to leave your last words."

Lei Xiaogu: "I understand you, no matter how you deny it, we are the same kind."

"Batman won't admit you, and neither will Nightwing, you're already dead," he said bluntly.

"It has nothing to do with you." Jason pressed his fingers hard, and Lei Xiaogu's bones made a rattling sound: "Actually, you taught me the most useful thing - the sequelae of Lazarus Pool really don't need to be controlled."

He moved forward and shortened the distance between the two of them. In this situation, Lei Xiaogu could clearly see the madness in those green eyes. That madness was like a fire that could burn everything. , burning fiercely, but there is no temperature at all.

Lei Xiaogu's green eyes also revealed a faint smile, and he moved his lips.

Jason's eyelids twitched, and he interrupted him roughly: "I still have to thank you... for leaving me such a large inheritance, which saved me a lot of effort."

"Goodbye." After finishing speaking, he exerted force with his left hand, the blade embedded in the skin, and cut horizontally outward——

The man's eyelashes trembled.The eyelids closed weakly, the color of the lips became paler, but the smile on the corners of the lips became more profound.

Jason looked at him, and his unhappiness rushed directly to the top of his head. After thinking for a while, he moved forward again, and said in Lei Xiaogu's ear with a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You are dead, But I'm alive."

After finishing speaking, he let go of his hand, and the dagger that Lei Xiaogu gave him slammed on the side of the man with a bang.

**

Dick was sitting on the small sofa, stroking the little Heilian's hair intermittently, accidentally, his hands were a little heavier, and the little Heilian stretched out the meat pad in protest, and patted his face.

Dick froze: "Sorry—did it hurt you?"

The little black face meowed a few times, then quietly curled back into Dick's arms.

Dick looked out of the window a little blankly, then at the note on the table.

"--I'll be back soon."

The handwriting was very scribbled, and it could be seen that Jason had written it casually before he left. There was a beautiful little hook at the end of the letter, which was his unique writing habit.

Dick held the little black face's paw and shook it in the air: "Where did you say he went?"

At first, he believed Jason's message.

There might be something wrong with Little Wings for a while, he thought.

The balcony was messed up, and Jason might be angry when he came back, so the big blue bird sauntered over to clean it up.

But just bent down, and a little bit reluctant.

The position of the wine bottle has changed. It seems that Jason has tidied it up. Only he can arrange things neatly in a row. The dent on the lazy sofa has not yet healed. It can be seen that two overlapping Together.

Dick licked his lips, looked around, took out his mobile phone furtively, and took a picture of the small balcony. With a click, this scene was forever left behind.

Looking at the photo, Dick couldn't help but smile, with a faceless smile, like a big dog.

The balcony is Jason's favorite place to stay. He has high requirements for tidiness and cleanliness, and he always puts things meticulously, but Dick always feels that there is something lacking in this——

It was only later that he realized that it was because he lacked a little breath of life.

Jason's house is just like his, cold and cold, decorated in a single cool color, the green-eyed young man stays here alone, Dick feels uncomfortable just looking at it.

He wasn't like this before.

So Dick moved in something. He purposely found some cute gadgets with rounded shapes and shapes and warm tones, and gradually filled up the empty big house. The temperament is also becoming softer day by day.

Everything was turning for the better—until that morning, he felt like a hydrogen balloon, constantly flying high, and his whole body was light.

--Snapped!

It turned out that he was not a hydrogen balloon, but a soap bubble.

Dick tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Click.

Dick jumped up from the sofa in panic like a cat whose tail had been pulled, walked quickly to the door, and opened it without thinking.

Dick: "Jason, come back—"

The rest of his sentence was swallowed, and there was no one at the door, and the yellow light bulb above his head shone on the open space, and Dick's shadow was also illuminated for a long, long time.

Just a gust of wind.

He pursed his lips, closed the door again, and sat back on the sofa with nothing in his mind.

The Big Blue Bird actually had a premonition that Jason would never come back again. After so many days, he didn't even answer a phone call. He tried to dial Jason's number, but there was a cold beep, and there was no answer. something.

"Hi, I'm out right now, if you're my roommate—" The voicemail setting pauses.

"Please don't call me, the cat food is in the cabinet." There was still a little smile in the voice.

This automatic message was set by Jason not long ago. When he heard it for the first time, he complained to the black-haired young man for a long time.

"Give you a special treatment, okay?" He still remembered Jason saying this, when he said this, his eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and he was incredibly soft.

Later Dick found out that he was the only one who could dial Jason's phone--this number was specially set up by him.These days, the big blue bird has heard this sentence countless times. At first, he didn't feel it, but the more he listened to it, the more depressed he became.

Jason has almost no social relationship. He always stays at home. The farthest place he travels is the small garden outside, where many beautiful flowers are planted.

I don't want to water your flowers. If you don't come back, they will all dry up. Dick threw the hose into the flowerbed as if angry.

He's the one who gets left behind every time.

At first he had a home in the circus, but later he was left behind by his parents, later he became Robin, and then was left behind by Batman, Big Blue Bird thought, since I am always the one left behind, I might as well take the initiative , take a step first, and save yourself from always looking at other people's backs.

The little black face seemed to know that he was not feeling well, so he acted surprisingly well-behaved. Dick buried his face in his hairy belly, took a deep breath, and made a decision.

He walked to the window and said softly, "Clark."

——The red cloak fell on the window, and the little black face was frightened, and jumped up and scratched at Clark.

Clark reluctantly covered it with the cloak, handed it back to Dick, and carefully observed Dick's face.

He paused slightly, and floated in through the window.

Clark: "What's wrong with you?"

Dick didn't answer Clark, but changed the subject: "I want you to do me a favor."

Clark nodded: "What's the matter? Do you need to hide it from Bruce?"

Dick was taken aback, hooked the corners of his lips, and looked quietly: "No need... I can't hide it from him anymore."

Clark was silent. He was the most qualified listener and never said a word.

But Dick didn't intend to confide, he went to the living room, took a cat cage, lowered his head, coaxed the little black face into it, and closed the cage again.

"I want you to take care of it for me for a while," Dick said. "I might have to go back to Gotham."

He always felt that if he didn't go back, something bad might happen.

Clark: "I can go with you."

Dick shook his head, and said in a low voice, "Clark, I have to remind you of one thing, Bruce will always back up his memory, and in two days, he will re-import the memory, and by then, you will not be able to fool him. "

In fact, Dick didn't want to threaten Clark with this matter, he was just angry, these people would treat Bruce like this?And Clark actually acquiesced in this matter?

But watching them falling out helplessly, the big blue bird couldn't bear it.

Clark closed his eyes, then opened them again: "Thank you."

The god of the world wrapped the cat cage with a red cloak, and flew away lightly.

After the little black face left, the room suddenly became quiet. Dick sighed and began to pack his things——

He brought a lot of things in, but when he left, he only took a few clothes.

The big blue bird almost stubbornly left his traces in this small house.

He thought, maybe one day, it will be useful.

The note Jason left was still lying on the coffee table, but there was an extra sentence at the bottom, and the letter was also marked with a small tick.

"——I'll wait for your return."

The author has something to say:

Xiuwen, I don't think this plot can be sand-sculpted, and the sense of sand-sculpting is not right, so I simply overturned the rewrite.

The update in the early hours of the morning may be delayed. Kavinka is very powerful and wants to rewrite it.