[Comprehensive English and American] Jason's beautiful day

Jason was a little flustered at first, after all, he really didn't have much energy to fight with people now, but after seeing Dick, the heart that was hanging in mid-air thumped back.

He was safe anyway, and Dick couldn't hurt him.

He didn't struggle, but maintaining this position would affect the wound on his abdomen, so Jason simply slid down, bent one leg and sat on the ground.

Jason blinked and raised his head unceremoniously: "What are you doing—"

The next words were swallowed by him wisely.

It's nothing else, it's really the expression on Dick's face now...Jason has never seen Dick like this, even when Dick and Bruce were at their worst, but because he kept it from him There were too many things, big and small, and he couldn't figure out which one hit the blue bird's thunder point.

Dick stared into Jason's face without saying a word.

The black-haired young man was firmly imprisoned in the corner by him. Dick looked at the panicked green eyes and clenched his fingers unconsciously. It wasn't until he saw Jason frowning slightly because of the pain that he just woke up from a dream. Same, loosened up a little.

Big Blue Bird can be said to be the most stable person in the Bat family. In a sense, he is a little more stable than Tim, which is why outsiders think he is milder.

There is nothing that can make him angry, some things that everyone finds unreasonable, in the big blue bird, he will just nod and say "oh", so far, the person he has really been angry with is probably Bruce , but once he is really angry with someone, it is difficult to forgive this person.

——fucking heart to heart.

He almost wanted to hate Jason, he gave Jason all his trust and tenderness, but the other party trampled them under his feet mercilessly.

The reason why Dick doesn't speak now is because he is very self-aware, and he knows that he has been stunned by anger now, and all his self-control is used to restrain himself.

He really wanted to say all those malicious words now, and stab Jason again, so that he could understand his feelings.

Arkham Knight?uh-huh?

On Jason's matter, he was a long way ahead of Bruce. As early as in Bludhaven, when the fearful gas in the entire secret room disappeared, he realized that something was wrong. The big blue bird chose to suppress his doubts first. Going to investigate again, after Jason used fear gas in the Lex Building, he connected the Scarecrow and Jason in his alert list.

After Jason promised him that he would stop messing around, Big Blue Bird planned to see if there was anything Jason had overlooked with the mentality of dealing with the aftermath. The black mask didn't find anything. He just felt a little relieved when the other party The Scarecrow hit him hard.

Project Arkham Knight?Destroy Gotham?

It's just a plan, Dick tries to convince himself that he can't ruin everything with unnecessary doubts and questioning like Bruce did—

—Damn Scarecrow Radio.

The originally suppressed anger was all provoked by Klein's few words. He let out a breath slowly, returned to his safe house, and put on his best uniform.

The worst outcome would be for one of them to fall down. With this thought in mind, Yewing jumped into the night of Gotham.

But the result was far beyond his expectations.

The green-eyed young man stumbled down the alley, with drops of blood splashing on the ground behind him, looking too miserable. Dick squatted on the building above his head, always feeling that Jason was about to fall to the ground in a second.

His first reaction was to grab Jason by the collar—where did you go, how could you hurt yourself like this?

It's your fault that you got hurt like this.

Richard Grayson, you already knew he was a little jerk.

Dick stared at his back distraughtly, and while spitting his own softness, he jumped off the roof in self-loathing and followed Jason.

I just wanted to see where he was going, and the big blue bird had an excuse for himself.

His emotions were already on the verge of eruption. When he saw those gangsters sneaking out their knives, he felt his brain buzzing. When he calmed down a little, those people had already been beaten to the point of paralysis.

It was exposed anyway.

He simply threw away his self-esteem and everything, and jumped over the wall with a broken pot, falling behind the black-haired young man.

It was so easy to deal with Jason. It didn't take any effort. With a slight pinch, the electric shock baton fell down.

After getting close, Dick realized what Jason's injury was like - he became tattered, blood was all over his body, and with just one glance, all the questions that had been rolled over in his heart for thousands of times were all choked in his throat Mouth, there is no way to ask again.

Jason didn't know how pathetic he looked, but Dick did, so his heart was broken in pieces.

Under the moonlight, the black-haired young man looked devastated, with nothing in his green eyes, like a pile of ashes left after being burned, his face was as white as a piece of paper, his lips lacked blood, and were so dry that they peeled off.

Oh... When he saw himself, he flinched slightly.

This tiny movement made Dick completely crushed.

Big Blue Bird felt a knife stab into his heart, and stirred again. He pursed his lips, watching Jason gradually relax his body, and sat down against the wall again.

This kind of unconscious trust made Dick completely unable to maintain that cold mask.

"what happened?"

He asked again, and this time there was no sense of asking questions in his tone, but his voice was hoarse and terrible.

Jason was keenly aware of the softening of Dick's attitude. He twitched his hand vigorously, managed to get rid of the shackles on his wrist, and turned his face sideways, not looking at the big blue bird.

He was dissatisfied: "It has nothing to do with you."

Dick lowered his eyes and smiled in a low voice: "It has nothing to do with me?"

This little bastard of his is best at kicking his nose and face. As long as you back down a little in front of him, he will step on the line you gave up and move forward without fear.

The big blue bird really knew Jason too well, yes, Jason said that because he found that Dick didn't look as scary as before.

It's his instinct to squander love—clearly the love delivered to his door can fill a whole house, but he just wants to burn it with a fire, and then chase after what he can't get.

But he is still different from ordinary people. Looting and destruction are things hidden in the bones. Once his heart is broken, he must return it hundreds of times. Although Jason is very bat-calm Calm, plan before acting, but he is actually an emotional director through and through.

Dick's mess with Bruce was not much better than Jason, but no matter how fiercely he fought Batman, he never had the idea of ​​destroying Gotham——

Jason's voice was cold: "If you are crazy enough, then let me go, I should go back."

Dick looked at him oddly.

Crazy enough?Why do you want to see me go crazy?

Jason is just annoyed - yes, he's pissing off at Dick, knowing Dick didn't do anything, but he just can't contain his anger, he hates Batman so much he's ready to tank and bomb Across the entire Gotham, this big blue bird with the mark of a bat on its body is really too much of an eyesore in his opinion.

Fuck off, I'm fed up with anything bat related.

Gotham isn't enough to house your sense of justice that has nowhere to rest?Do you have to come to me to prove your greatness?

Morality, the bottom line, the principle of not killing—what do these things have to do with me?

Jason: "Fuck you, golden boy—"

Those thin lips kept spitting out harsh sentences: "Is there nothing wrong with Brudhaven? Or are you finally thinking about going back to suckling under the old man's cloak?"

Jason: "Can you fucking leave me alone?"

Dick didn't say a word, calmed down to a creepy level, Jason attacked without hesitation for a while, the monologue couldn't go on, and finally stuck his neck and glared at Dick with green eyes.

The big blue bird waited for another dozen seconds: "Are you finished?"

Jason replied without thinking: "No—if you want to hear it, I can talk about it for a day without repeating it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt two fingers pinching his chin tightly. Dick knocked his head back mercilessly. It didn't hurt much, and even Jason didn't feel much pain.

Dick: "You think I won't be mad at you?"

Jason rubbed the back of his head with his hand, feeling extremely bad-this feeling was completely different from when Bruce confronted, the fact that Dick made a move on him immediately turned him into a balloon that exploded.

He has too many privileges with Dick, too many privileges, let him show off like a king in Nightwing's kingdom, and suddenly he is treated like this, so that he doesn't want to find out who is right and who is wrong, just want to blow this one Bluebird's head.

Jason: "Go away, Grayson!"

He kicked Dick directly in the abdomen. If it was normal, this kick would make Dick feel better, but he ignored his physical condition.

Dick didn't even hide, he grabbed the black-haired young man's ankle and touched it up. There was a long and deep wound there, so he aimed at the wound and pinched it down hard.

"You fucking—"

Jason pulled out the dagger from the armed belt, a flash of cold light flashed, the sharp blade pierced Dick's shoulder, and blood flowed out immediately.

Dick acted like he didn't know the pain, even rolled his eyes.

Jason was so angry that he couldn't help scolding him: "Are you sick!"

After scolding, the black-haired young man suddenly realized that he was in a very disadvantageous situation. All he relied on before was that Dick would not hurt him, but now...

He glanced around from the corner of his eye, and found that the place was so quiet that there was not even a ghost. In addition, he was dragged into a posture that was not easy to exert force by Dick. He could only look up at him, not to mention it was fatal. Where, as long as Dick wants to do something, he doesn't even have a chance to resist.

——so why did this man ask me to stab him?Is it fun?

Dick didn't miss any change in Jason's expression until he could not hide the panic in those green eyes.

He looked unpredictable: "You are right, I am indeed sick."

Not only sick, but also very sick.

His hands tightened a little more, and he saw the black-haired young man hiss in pain, he leaned forward abruptly, and closed his mouth that always hurt him.