Everyone thought that Bruce would go black [Comprehensive British and American]

"He's so nice." After Superman left, she still looked at the sky reluctantly. The sky in Gotham is always gloomy no matter it is day or night, but Vera is like a metropolitan now——

Metropolitans will always raise their heads inadvertently, longing to see the corner of the red cloak. They know that there is a big sun guarding the city. For metropolitans, it is not difficult to see Superman. He is not like The city next door was pitch-black, and he was stingy about showing his figure. He accepted those boastings frankly, but he was never proud of them.

"Superman!" Metropolitans will smile and wave to him. They treat Superman not like a respectable superhero, but like their neighbors and friends.

It's hard to say there isn't a superhuman element to the rise in house prices in the metropolis.

Who wouldn't want to live in a city guarded by Superman?

Bruce didn't say anything, he stood there quietly with an obscure expression, Vera tilted her head, she looked at Bruce happily, and said again: "He's so nice."

"Yes." Bruce said.

"Then why do you look so unhappy?" Vera was a little puzzled.

"I'm just worried." Bruce moved his fingers, "Everyone saw the warmest side of Superman, and Superman reciprocated the kindness, and he was burning himself."

"We have harvested a lot of light and heat." Vera nodded.

"What if one day Superman suffers a blow he can't take? What if one day Superman burns and finally burns himself?"

"I don't understand." The little girl shook her head, "That's Superman, how could something bad happen to Superman? He is so powerful, so powerful that he can push a planet."

"God... he's too human after all," Bruce replied.

"You're thinking too much." Vera slapped Bruce on the back, "Do you think this is performing that... what's the name of that play?"

"Tragedy, ancient Greek tragedy."

"Yes, I don't like those tragedies."

"Ancient Greek tragedies usually had an irresistible fate. No matter how the protagonists struggled, their struggles were often a part of their fate. They tried in vain to avoid fate, but they didn't realize that it was in the hands of fate."

"I just hope Superman never goes through this." Bruce lowered his eyes, staring at the small flowers blooming in the crevices of the pavement stones, his voice inaudible.

Vera stopped talking, she was a little at a loss, Bruce looked exactly the same as usual, but there was no smile on his face, he was a young man who loved to smile, always smiling, as if troubles never came Here, Vera sometimes even gets jealous, obviously Bruce's life is not much better, but why does he always look carefree?

Now that Bruce has lost his smile, he looks like a rock, and when he doesn't know it, there is a lonely and sad breath about him, and Bruce hides these feelings well-but Vera has passed through these days. She can already tell Bruce's feelings.

"That's Superman." She finally squeezed out such a sentence dryly from her teeth. Vera still couldn't imagine how Superman would encounter the troubles of ordinary people?

"Don't you like Superman?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I don't know, but I feel like you're in a bad mood."

Superman's super hearing has not been offline, maybe it was a whim, and after he left, he still focused on Bruce and Vera-it might sound immoral.

But just like that, he heard the conversation between Bruce and Vera.

"B...?" There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, and Superman was a little shocked. Few people would judge him from this angle, from the angle of a protector.Superman suddenly realized that Bruce's words and deeds were almost exactly the same as his old friend, and he suddenly had some doubts about his own judgment. Is this really just Batman's child?

Superman didn't think someone who had little contact with the identity of Superman would say such a thing.

Superman is indeed being protected by some people. His friends are caring for him and caring about Superman’s mental state. He is with those people who have powerful abilities and noble hearts, and they will not feel guilty because of their abilities. Fear, and will not treat him differently because he is a Kryptonian--

Discrimination?

The always silent figure of the dark knight flitted through his mind.

Superman suddenly realized that they had never treated Batman differently, and that this kind of treatment was itself a kind of neglect.

When did it start?Everyone is used to a dark figure who can always come up with a series of backup plans. When did it start?Everyone is used to doing things according to Batman's plan?When did it start?They're getting used to Batman always standing in front of and beside them, a reassuring presence?

Rao...Superman suddenly remembered that during a battle, he was trapped in an inextricable space with The Flash and Green Lantern. Batman should have been imprisoned with them, but at the last moment, he Cleverly dodged the shrinking space folds, and successfully dodged.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Superman remembers what the Flash looked like after his death, and all of them were pretty much that way.

"It's okay, Batman escaped, and we can get out soon." The Flash smiled happily, and everyone's mood became a little lighter. They believed in the dark consultant without reservation Will definitely fix this issue, like the previous ones.

When did it start?They almost forgot that Batman is just a mortal?

What should an ordinary human being be like?There are many assumptions about this, but the only thing that is certain is that an ordinary person should not use his own flesh and blood to stop those grotesque alien monsters and those treacherous and terrifying existences.

Batman doesn't have great abilities, and Superman always forgets this, and Superman suddenly feels restless, and he desperately wants to meet Batman.

He did the same.

In just a blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the gate of Wayne Manor from his small apartment in the metropolis. Superman didn't put on the uniform, he was wearing a plaid shirt and black-rimmed glasses, and he stretched out his hand nervously, wanting to knock The gate of Wayne Manor.

Before his hand touched the gate of the manor, the gate suddenly opened, and Ah Fu's voice came from the loudspeaker at the gate, "Master Kent, Master Bruce asked you to come in directly."

Clark walked in, and Batman annoyed came out of the glass house by the lake at a normal human pace, wearing a tailored suit with a gray waistcoat over it, and wearing a From the smell of perfume, it could be seen that Batman had just spent a night that belonged to Baby Bruce.

"What?" Batman said unkindly, "Do you want to be photographed by reporters again?"

"Uh..." Clark tugged at his collar uncomfortably, "I thought you were used to it."

"I'm used to it, but I don't have the bad taste that the Gotham tabloids think I have." Batman gave Clark a critical look. "Small town boy."

He turned his head and walked into the house, Clark followed Batman naturally, and walked towards the glass cabin together, "Is it so bad?" He raised his eyebrows, and comforted himself, "At least my uniform has good taste."

The corners of Batman's mouth restrainedly raised, he decided to take care of the small town boy's self-esteem, but Clark was right, the uniform on Superman was indeed very beautiful, the red and blue were eye-catching. The color of the god on earth melted his awe-inspiring and inaccessible divinity.

Batman reluctantly admits in his heart that he does like Superman's uniform, not about taste, just about Clark Kent.

"What are you doing here?" Batman embeds himself in the sofa, and shrinks back comfortably. Clark takes out a tea set from the cabinet and makes himself a cup of tea.

"Where's mine?" Batman said lazily.

"Oh." Clark moved the cup in front of him to Batman, "I can make myself another cup."

Batman looked at Clark who was feeling a little uncomfortable. He took a sip of his tea calmly and didn't continue to explore Clark's reason for coming. He was waiting for Clark to speak.

After being quiet for a while, Clark finally drank the cup of tea in his hand. He hesitated and said, "I just... I just want to meet you suddenly."

Batman sneered: "You know you can't hide it from me, right?"

He tapped on the wall of the cup, "What happened?"

"I just realized something I never realized before," Clark replied, "Bruce, how did you insist on fighting with us?"

"On this question?" Batman frowned, "It's easy, learn lessons after battle after battle, keep doing scenario simulations, make plans for each scenario, improve my equipment, and make sure that I am in All scenarios can be handled.”

"That's as hard as it sounds," Clark replied.

"I'm used to this." Batman paused: "I'm not as powerful as yours, but humans are not too weak to fight back."

Clark pursed his lips, he felt uncomfortable, Batman seemed relaxed, how much did he pay behind his back?He'd always known that Batman was awesome, but this was the first time he knew just how much Batman had gone into being such a reassuring backup.

"I..." Clark wanted to say something, but he was interrupted, and a man pushed the door angrily.

"Father—why are you here?" Damian looked at Clark unkindly.