I used to believe in science

Antoinette stared at the corner with his eyes wide open, trying to calm down the shock he received when he saw someone there for the first time.

But the other party didn't seem to be disturbed by her 'death ray', and continued to peel the apple slowly, focusing all his attention on the knife in his hand.

But Antoinette knew that the other party would definitely find that she had woken up. The breathing rhythm was different when a person was asleep and awake.

Until 2 minutes later, the long strip of intact apple peel in Batman's hand fell into the trash can. He folded up the knife and put it back on the plate together with the peeled apple.

Antoinette followed this person with his eyes, until he turned his head to look at him, she was already leaning against the head of the bed, "Come on, I already know that bats are nocturnal creatures, but you started to be alive so soon It was pretty frustrating to be jumping around in front of my eyes."

"You owe me a question."

Batman has always been a person who does his own way, and Antoinette has probably figured out the other party's temper that doesn't answer her questions well during the two days of contact.So she felt that it was pointless to be angry about this matter, she sighed, of course she knew what the other party was talking about, the question asked by the other party on the way they escaped, she promised to answer her when they were all fine, "you Ask me why I don't like superheroes, even though Tony himself is one of them."

"..." The other party didn't move, but his silence answered Antoinette.

"You're right, I really don't like superheroes."

"You don't like, not fear."

Ignoring his assertion, Antoinette went on to say, "Because you keep reminding me that laws don't solve everything, and that what we fail to do becomes superheroic stuff. And when they fail, Everything connected becomes their responsibility, and their birth means battle and death."

"..." Batman didn't make any comments on what she said, he watched Antoinette had to catch his breath after talking so much, handed her half a glass of water on the table, and provoked a completely irrelevant Topic "You have a fever."

"Maybe a little bit, I didn't read the medical record carefully." Antoinette pointed to the case hanging on the bed for Batman, and the latter picked it up and flipped through it, snorting, as if he was very dissatisfied with what he saw.

This made Antoinette couldn't help but want to comfort the other party, "I will be fine."

She wasn't sure if the other person hooked the corner of his mouth, but in the next second, his jaw was carved into a cliff of resoluteness, and he turned and walked towards the open window, so Antoinette thought that he might have read it wrong.

Batman was walking to the window, and after a pause, she heard him turn his back to him and say, "I hope you remember not to get yourself into such trouble next time."

"...I'll try my best." Antoinette rolled his eyes.

After this answer, Batman pauses for a moment before eventually jumping out of the window to "eat the apple."

Antoinette turned his head and stared at the perfect apple cut into four pieces on the fruit plate for a while, and suddenly realized that he hadn't eaten for a long time, so he stretched out his hand.

It was already morning when Antoinette woke up again, and the window opened by Batman broke in in the middle of the night was closed again, and he thoughtfully drew half of the curtain to cover the light at the head of the bed so as not to affect her sleep. ,

Garcia was sitting on the bedside putting a bunch of flowers in a vase, and the table was filled with things I hadn't seen yesterday, decorated with some beautiful ribbons.

"Is that a rose?" Antoinette looked at their technical logistics for a while and then opened his mouth after playing with the flowers.

"Oh! You woke up my sweetheart." Garcia quickly turned around, looked at her in surprise, jumped up and looked around and asked, "Do you want water? Or fruit? Some grapes? A man named Al Fred's old man brought some cookies in the morning, do you want to try it?"

"No, Garcia, I'm fine, I'm not dying." Antoinette put his hand on her flustered hand, and gently pinched it to get her attention back.

"Oh, ok, ok... are you sure you don't need anything? Do I need to call the doctor?" Garcia was pulled back to sit on the bed, but soon she wanted to jump up again, this time Antoinette Sitting up, he threw himself on top of her before she finished speaking.Garcia froze instantly, motionless like a stake, until Antoinette let go of her hand, she still maintained her posture and looked at her with wide eyes.

"You can hug me, Garcia, you want to hug me now." Antoinette gave permission easily, because she could see that Garcia needed this.

Garcia froze for a moment, then quickly hugged Antoinette tightly before he could react, and kept saying, "God, God, you scared me to death."

Antoinette patted the other party as a comfort. In the past two days, it seemed that she was a patient who comforted others a lot, but she still felt that she was losing money, because she was going to do something to take advantage of the other party's kindness, "Garcia, I have a Is there something I want to ask you to help with?"

"Anything, as long as you don't do things that put yourself in danger, I can help with anything." Garcia's answer was as fast as Antoinette expected.

"I had a kidnapping in Gotham when I was young, but that incident was suppressed by my father, so it wasn't reported widely, I don't remember very well... Can you help me collect that case, anyone Every detail."

She had a lot of doubts about this owl court incident, and the first thing to bear the brunt was the special words about her that the man in the white mask said in the court.She was quite sure that what the other party said about 'when she was very young' must be about the kidnapping.But she doesn't remember the circumstances of the kidnapping at all, except for the flashback of that terrible Wayne Manor, the flash of neatly cut stumps and burnt marks inside the half-open door.

She felt that she could not ignore this.

Fortunately, Garcia seemed to have a thousand questions but didn't ask anything, just nodded to her.

Natalie Hope was a little surprised at how unhindered she was when she stepped into Xavier's School for Gifted Teens.When she stood outside, the door opened for her without even the slightest hesitation.

The layout of this school is similar to what she once remembered. Most of the land is courtyards, and students of all ages play activities in different venues.And walking along that main road, the manor donated by Professor X as the main body of the school was revealed.

"Hope?" When Natalie walked into the gate of the manor, someone called her name, she turned her head to see a man with red sunglasses coming down the stairs, and she was very happy to see her "What wind Blow you here?"

"Scott, nice to meet you too... I'm here to see the professor, is he there?"

"He just finished class..." Cyclops paused, smiled at the red-haired girl who was a head shorter than him, and patted her "But I guess he already knows you're here, you can go to the office to find him ?”

"..." Hope looked at the hand patting her shoulder, and finally swallowed what he wanted to say.

Professor X's office was still at the original location. When Hope arrived, the door there was open. The professor sat behind the desk, raised his head accurately when she appeared in front of the door, and waved to her. A friendly "Come here, Natalie."