Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

[Let's... send you back. ]

Barbara's voice was a little trembling, she turned around, and her eyes scanned the expressions of each member in turn.

No one disagreed with his opinion.

"Can I go back already?"

David looked up.

Wayne Enterprises went bankrupt again.

No, maybe "again" shouldn't be said.

Because in this world, Wayne Enterprises went bankrupt for the first time.

Knuckle fingers hold a metal spoon with a golden tail decorated in the shape of coffee beans.

The spoon stirred the latte, because the owner of that beautiful hand was not paying attention to this cup of cappuccino at all. He quietly looked at the heavy snow outside the window and lowered the brim of his hat.

It is indeed a strange thing to wear a hat in a coffee shop.

This guest also looked very strange.

The long black windbreaker was not taken off either, and the raised collar covered the chin, barely high enough to cover a pair of thin lips.

On the bridge of the nose are ordinary-looking gold-rimmed glasses, and the hat is pulled down to cover the entire forehead, and the shadow cast by the brim of the hat covers a pair of deep black pupils.

Very strange.

He looked straight at Wayne Enterprises diagonally across the street.

It was crowded with reporters and good people, and the voices of people sounded a little noisy.

[Why not go to him? ]

The strange guest shook his head, and began to think to himself: "Forget it... He already told me that he is the happiest he is when he becomes Batman."

"What's more, we are like this..."

David raised his hand, looked at the intricate patterns on it, and smiled wryly: "Forget it. He will live better without me. That's enough, stay in Gotham, pass through different patterns every day. It is enough to see him through other channels, know that he is safe, and occasionally help him quietly at night."

[Maybe he is waiting for you. ]

"Enough is enough, it's torture for him. I don't want to go on."

He propped up his arms, and with his eyes specially wearing colored contact lenses, he could distinguish the figure he was thinking of from the crowd at a glance.

He is still the same.

The figure has hardly changed, the muscles of the whole body are tightly wrapped by the perfectly tailored suit, and the black hair is combed back.Without hair gel, it looks a little soft.

Even in the face of a formidable opponent who is about to come, even if there is sadness in the brows, but those cobalt blue eyes are sure of victory.

He is always fully prepared.

That's it.

He didn't take a sip of the cappuccino in the cup.

He has ordered every drink in this coffee shop, but every cup is treated like this.

It was full, and a mouthful did not move.

Even when leaving, the fingerprints on the cup will be carefully wiped clean.

Occasionally he also wears gloves.

But cold fingers always want to touch something warm.

The door of the coffee shop was closed due to the cold, and a layer of mist soon formed on the glass, blurring David's vision.

then

Wiping fingerprints off the sides of the spoon and cup again, David put on his gloves and left the cash on the table.

He gathered the collar of his coat, lowered the brim of his hat, and walked quickly across the street.

Winter in Gotham is as cold as ever.

His eyes flicked casually over the Wayne Enterprises logo, just as he remembered it.

The snow kept falling.

But it couldn't accumulate on the ground, and soon turned into muddy water, splashing and dirtying the trouser legs of people coming and going.

Still, the boots on the feet made a "da da" sound on the ground.

It's just that there's noise everywhere.

The sound of the shutter became one.

David frowned slightly, wondering what Bruce was waiting for standing in front of Wayne Enterprises.

He lowered the brim of his hat again and lowered his head, intending to quickly walk past Bruce Wayne who was standing with his back to him in a dull manner.

The snow is getting heavier.

Such a temperature made David, whose body temperature was not high, feel a little uncomfortable, and he wanted to go home quickly.

However, when the shoulder really brushed.

His hand was held in a warm hand.

David was taken aback.

A familiar voice sounded behind him: "Wait for me."

The voice can only be heard by the two of them: "After dealing with these last things, I will quit the Zhenglian, throw away Batman's armor, and leave Gotham with you. You can go wherever you want, live whatever you want Any kind of life is fine, but you can't leave me behind."

Bruce's voice was the same as in memory.

With a smile, his voice has a slightly retroflex sound, which sounds gentle and tired.I want someone to fall asleep in his arms.

David lowered the brim of his hat, and deliberately lowered his voice: "You've got the wrong person, sir."

Not only did he wear colored contact lenses, he also dyed his hair black.

The whole body was tightly wrapped, and it was obvious that Bruce didn't even look at him.

He believed Bruce would never recognize him.

The cobalt blue eyes were stained with a smile: "I won't admit it wrong, David."

Warm fingers grabbed David's collar, forcing him to bow his head.

The black top hat fell to the ground, and the feather-like snow flakes immediately sang and occupied the black hair, trying to dye it back to its original appearance.

Bruce looked up, his thin lips pressed softly on his forehead.

Warm fingers led David to his chest, and under the thin skin was a beating heart.

"The sound of your footsteps has been firmly engraved into the soul, accompanied by the feeling of loving you."

"There's nothing here anymore, just you, David. Just you."

There was only surprise left on that delicate and even feminine face, he didn't know what to say for a moment, and he couldn't even control his mouth: "Would you... take me home again?"

All the surrounding noise seemed to disappear.

He didn't know what he was expecting, but he waited intently for the answer from the person in front of him.

The smile on Bruce's face was even bigger: "If you don't mind, I want to form a family with you. Can I be your exclusive hero?"

"You know... I can't always refuse you."

David looked into those cobalt blue eyes and sighed.

Gotham winters are as cold as ever.

He also, as always, wants to be close to warmth.

Especially this, the warmth that can't be refused, that belongs to him.

"When I fell into the abyss,

Will you come and rescue me?

Be my strong backing,

Accept me falling apart.

when i'm alone,

need your love and help,

Will you come and rescue me? "

"Or let me bear it all by myself?"

The author has something to say:

The master of David's world is really not the master of the main world. After thinking about it carefully, David himself is also a product of the dark multiverse, so he is afraid of the appearance of N metal?Anyway...not the main world

It's over, make up the extra episode wwww, if you have any extra episodes you want to watch, please leave a message in the comment area, and consider it as appropriate.

(Drowning and Lego may be added in the extra episode

The last paragraph is the lyrics, both for Da Ge and Master.

It's my fault that the good sand sculpture text is written like a sand sculpture text.

Thanks to the little angels for accompanying me here, this is the only full-text book without an outline...Thank you little angels, the full-text should have many bugs and logical illogicalities, and I may go back and change it later (there was no outline when I wrote it. Brain

Thank you for your company! ! ! (bow

If you are interested in the things about Brother Da and his master when he was a child, you can read a book, um, I am too lazy to write it again.Because after all, the hero is the same person.

Then there is the new pre-collection pit, I feel that the male protagonist is a very warm little mentally handicapped sub "After being bitten by a bat [Comprehensive British and American]"

After being bitten by a bat, Lance's mentor Peter Parker and Spider-Man said: "How about... Batman?"

Lance nodded obediently.

But Peter didn't expect this guy to be admitted to Gotham University!

So things become:

After saving a playboy:

Bruce: "Who are you?"

Lance: "Batman!"

Bruce: "...?" You're Batman and who am I? ? ?

Encountered in the dark:

Lance (star-eyed): "What? It's actually a senior!!!"

Black lacquer: "...?"

Lance (loud): "Did you get bitten by a bat too?!"

Darkness (roaring): "Shut up!"

Lance (louder): "Okay!! Seniors!!!"

Black lacquer: "..."

After encountering the first buttocks and little wings:

Ye Yi: "Who are you?"

Lance: "Batman!"

Ye Yi: "...Dad?"

Lance: "...?"

If cp is not booked, who else...

goodbye