Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

"David?"

Bruce froze.

Looking at the boy with a smile in his eyes, he didn't know what to say for a while.

He raised his hand and held those cold hands: "Why don't you make a wish for yourself?"

"Because you are very kind to me."

There was a smile in those scarlet eyes: "Besides my family, you are the only one."

He is telling the truth.

"So I wish you well."

He was once his only hope of survival in this bleak world.

"David..."

Bruce stepped forward and hugged him.

He had only left for a while, and his body was so cold that it seemed that his temperature had disappeared, and he merged with the snow flakes.

"I haven't had time to ask you yet..." Bruce's expression was a little hesitant, but he still asked: "Where did you go that year? And why there is no more news."

David let him hold his waist, with an annoyed smile on his face: "Sorry, Bruce, it was my fault. I returned to New York that day and was adopted by a relative. I also want to contact you. But sorry."

As he spoke, red eyes appeared again: "I'm so stupid, I'm sorry, I lost your contact information. I've always wanted Gotham to come to you, but I didn't have the chance until a week ago."

"do not talk."

Bruce raised his hand and stroked his soft white hair: "It's not your fault, you don't have to blame yourself, David."

He wanted to ask him again why he changed his name, and how he had been these years.But he still swallowed it all back into his stomach. He let go of his arms for the time being, turned around and opened the car door: "Get in the car first."

David said "hmm".

He grabbed the corner of his clothes and apologized again: "It's my fault, Bruce, don't worry, I'm doing fine. The relatives who adopted me treated me very well."

Bruce just nodded to show he understood.

That's good.

Holding the edge of the door, he glanced up at David, beckoning him to get in the car.

But something slipped from his arm and fell into the snow.

David's gaze was involuntarily attracted by that thing, and he picked it up from the ground.

It was a very vintage watch, and it did look very expensive.

But David didn't hear it working.

Meaning, it appears to be broken.

David looked up at Bruce suspiciously.

"That's the watch my father used to have."

Bruce lowered his eyes, cobalt blue eyes quickly flashing a trace of sadness, and he replied, "Something seems to be broken, but I keep forgetting to fix it."

"Well."

David stood up and patted his arm reassuringly, and smiled with his lips curled up.He has two shallow dimples on his face, and a little bit of sharp canine teeth when he smiles. He looks very cute and even makes people think that he is not 26 years old at all, but 16 years old: "After all, I am your secretary now, Is it right to do such a thing for the boss?"

His smile is surprisingly reliable.

Bruce nodded involuntarily.

...

In this way, David settled down in Wayne Manor.

Bruce chose the room he had lived in before for him and Lingxing, just opposite Bruce's room.

Everything seems to be perfect.

Until Bruce found out that the little secretary who lived across from him didn't seem very happy.safe.

For example, when Batman was out on night patrol that night, he bumped into his little secretary wrapped up like a bear, shuttling between the alleys.

Bruce almost laughed when he saw him.

He was holding a paper bag in his arms, wrapped in a fluffy scarf, wrapped like a bear in a thick down jacket, and Bruce almost didn't recognize it.

Standing cautiously at the entrance of the alley, he was threatened by two men who looked like robbers with guns.

One of them was still very close to him, pinching his chin with one hand and rubbing those thin lips with the other.

The Batmobile stopped in front of David arbitrarily, blocking the way of the two robbers.

The heavy tires even splashed a layer of snow waves.

Once again, David didn't stand still and fell to the ground just like the first time he saw Batman.

Bruce didn't mean to help him up, he opened the car door and stood in front of David, looking at the shivering little white rabbit sitting on the snow, with a low voice mixed with anger: "I'm not telling you that Gotham is very unsafe at night Is it? Especially in this snowy day, can't you be more obedient?"

The claw hook quickly entangled the two robbers, and hung them directly on the street lamp emitting dim light.

Batman had no intention of putting them down.

His anger made David wince, and he looked at him with a pair of watery crimson eyes crying: "That... I'm not..."

David frantically tried to explain something.

"you are not?"

Batman half-kneeled in front of him, pinching his chin: "If I'm one minute late, you'll be lying in that alley forever."

What he said was exaggerating. David did not necessarily die under the gun.

But he deliberately said bloody words to scare the little white rabbit in front of him, just hoping to teach him a lesson.

David was trembling because of his words, crying and shaking his head while shaking: "I'm not, I didn't mean to come out. It's just..." He suddenly clenched his lower lip and didn't want to speak anymore, but tears flowed down down.

"Then tell me, why did you come out so late again?"

His performance made Bruce annoyed for a while, and threatened him with a cold and angry voice every word.

"I just want to fix my watch."

David raised his head following his strength, his red eyes were filled with tears, and his cherry-colored thin lips were also glowing beautiful red.

It looks delicious, and people can't help but want to bully and bully.

"Watch? What watch?"

Bruce frowned, but couldn't help rubbing those thin lips with his hands in carbon fiber gloves.

Check him for injuries.

He made excuses for his behavior in his mind.

David obediently handed out the paper bag he had been clutching.

Bruce opened the paper bag with doubt and hesitation and speculation about the watch, and sure enough, as expected.The one in the paper bag had indeed been repaired. It was his own watch that Bruce had given him in the morning.

Bruce looked at the watch in the paper bag with complicated emotions, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Say he is stupid?Or is he being too serious?

Bruce sighed helplessly: "Do you have to fix it at night? Can't you wait until tomorrow in the daytime? Don't you have a brain?"

[Ah, he scolded you for having no brains]

"But…"

David's expression looked extremely aggrieved: "I came to fix it in the afternoon, but he didn't fix it until night."

"Then can't you pick it up tomorrow morning?"

The feeling of a nameless anger in his chest and nowhere to vent it was too bad, Bruce glared at him with disapproval, wishing he could be a little more scared.

But maybe because his image last night was too good, David actually refuted him: "It's a very important thing! I want to get it earlier!"

Bruce knocked his head unbearably: "Why is it such an important thing?"

Obviously he only delivered it to David at noon today, and there is no rule at all when he will get it back.

His knock seemed to be a bit heavy, and the little rabbit hugged his head pitifully and began to cry.

He cries and chokes, making Bruce feel like he's really the bad guy.

"That's something very important...that..."

David kept sobbing softly, his expression extremely aggrieved.It seems that I really don't understand why Batman must hold him here to teach him: "Obviously it is very important for the person I like, so it is also very important for me!"

"You also know that it's not important, at least life without you is more important... Wait? What did you say? Someone you like?"

Bruce's expression was suddenly a bit indescribable. He looked at David who was crying and shrunk himself into a ball, and couldn't help but widen his eyes: "What do you like? Who do you like?"

David bit his lower lip and refused to speak.

Just kept shaking his head.

It was as if he had used up all his courage to say those words before.

"Be honest."

Bruce's finger pointed to his forehead: "Hurry up, or I'll tie you behind the Batmobile and throw you straight out of Gotham."

Although his heart was pounding.He was also sure whose name was spoken from David's mouth, but he was still looking forward to that name.

But he still put on a fierce and expressionless expression.

David stared at him resentfully with red eyes, and then he rushed towards him abruptly.His target couldn't be more obvious - the paper bag Batman is holding in his hand.

Bruce quickly pushed him into the snow, performing a "bed thud" with a non-standard posture.

Compared with the hot breath of the snow, Bruce's breath was quickly intertwined, and Bruce met the scarlet eyes, and pressed heavily on David.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Hurry up, I'll give you ten seconds. Otherwise, I'll throw you out of Gotham and throw this watch into the seawater of Gotham port."

"How can you do this?"

David's arm was on Batman's chest, trying to push him away.Unfortunately, the strength of his all-out struggle seemed to Batman not only unskillful, but almost forceless at all.

Batman doesn't move half a cent at all.

David cried and strained.

He was indeed very beautiful when he cried, with tears pouring from his red eyes, and the tip of his nose and the end of his eyes were red.

Do not…

perhaps should say

Still he looks pretty, just like a girl.

It's no wonder that the robbers would touch a 1.9-meter-tall boy.

Bruce sighed.

I really don't know what to do with him.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a voice that made his heart beat faster again: "Bruce Wayne! I like him, okay? Are you satisfied?"

satisfaction.

So satisfied.

Bruce was about to set off a firework in his heart, although he didn't quite understand why.

So he continued to pretend and ask calmly: "So this watch is his? Do you like a man?"

"Or Bruce Wayne? Everyone in Gotham knows how..."

"You can't speak ill of him!"

Rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry.

David's red eyes widened, and he interrupted Batman viciously: "No one can speak ill of him!"

"…why?"

"Because I like him!"

"Because I like him so much!"

"Because he is the best person in the world! I like him the most in the world!"