After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

"What is it?" Hilda asked.

Bruce watched Hilda's expression, wondering if she really didn't know, or pretended not to know.

Velvet, small square box.

Is there a woman who doesn't know what these two keywords stacked together mean?

...maybe?After all, Hilda is an alien, and she may not know this common sense at all.

Bruce didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved.

He said, "...it's nothing."

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

"Why don't you trust me?" Baby Bruce began to argue, "Aren't I the one you love and trust the most?"

Hilda: "..."

"I trust Master Bruce," she said quietly, "I don't trust Master Bruce very much."

"...Baby, have you just met Master Bruce, and you have left the old love of Master Bruce behind?"

"Of course, after all—" Hilda leaned against his ear and blew softly, "...I haven't got Master Bruce yet."

That was the sensitive part of Bruce, he was shocked, Hilda took the opportunity to pull out her hand, and before Bruce reached out to snatch it, she had already stood up, holding the small box containing the ring firmly in her hand , open easily.

A simple ring studded with tiny diamonds appeared before Hilda's eyes.

She stared at the ring in surprise, then turned her head to look at Bruce, a little at a loss, and even the words she opened her mouth were fragmented: "This is, isn't it, ah, I mean, is this... what I think is Right?"

Bruce imagined thousands of ways to propose, naturally including thousands of ways to show the ring to Hilda, but as meticulous as Batman, it is impossible to predict the current situation.

He moved his lips, and was also in a state of embarrassment. After a while, he gave a wry smile, turned away his face, and sighed: "...I messed up the proposal? I wanted to give you a surprise."

"How could that be?!" Hilda immediately denied, "I'm very surprised, it's impossible to be any more surprised. I just fell in love with Master Bruce at first sight, and the future Master Bruce proposed to me immediately. Is there anything more surprising than this? Is it something? Is there a winner in life who is luckier than me?"

Bruce froze for a moment, smiled and shook his head: "You—"

He didn't realize how soft his heart was at the moment, and he certainly didn't realize how unusual his expression was at the moment-it was neither Baby Brucey nor Batman, it seemed somewhere between Between the two belongs to the real but neglected Bruce Wayne.

Between the sofa and the coffee table, on the woven carpet with a jacquard pattern, Hilda got an idea and suddenly knelt down on one knee. She had already opened the square ring box, and she raised the velvet box containing the ring, facing Bruce tilted his head at him, and said solemnly: "...Although there are no roses, and there is no romantic preparation, but here is someone who loves you... I love you, this is not just a vow, It is the truth that cannot be changed forever engraved in my heart. Will you marry me, Mr. Bruce."

"I..." Bruce looked at Hilda, who looked up at Hilda with sincere eyes shining, "...what's Mr. Bruce's name?" Compared with this strange-sounding title, the line "marry me" is more can be ignored.

Hilda was stunned, the two looked at each other, and laughed at this inexplicable detail at the same time.

"Well, I admit I was a little nervous just now—" Hilda cleared her throat, "Again, will you marry me, my... blue eyes?"

"For me," he replied in a low voice, "there is no negative answer to this question. Yes, you know my answer will undoubtedly be—I will."

Bruce couldn't help but twitched his lips. He took out the ring, watched Hilda stand up, and then put the ring on her seriously, and looked at it carefully for a while: "It's the same as I thought. beautiful."

Hilda also stared at the ring for a while: "But why is it a diamond? If it was my proposal ring, I might choose sapphire."

"Don't you think these diamonds are like the stars twinkling in the sky?" Bruce replied, his voice was low and magnetic, and he couldn't help being fascinated, "I don't know which planet you come from, Hilda , before I met you, the stars were just cold and lonely planets to me, they symbolized those fierce and hostile alien creatures, until I met you, the stars were painted the color of roses, every star It may be your hometown, and every star may have left your footprints... Your past, which I have never set foot in, is written in the starry sky. You are the best gift the stars have given me, for me Say, you are the stars."

Hilda watched him.

He bent down and kissed his own star.

The kiss was extremely gentle at first, and then gradually became hot. He locked Hilda's waist tightly. This entanglement was like the friction between planets, which brought incredible burning, and even the breath became hot. The parting between them was even more lingering. The ring box that had been used up had already fallen silently to the side, but no one cared.

Not far away, Alfred quickly covered Dick's exclamation with sharp eyesight and hands. He lowered his voice and said, "Hush—keep your voice down, Master Dick."

"So Bruce succeeded in proposing?" Dick asked in a cooperating breath, and he and the old housekeeper slowly retreated back to the kitchen again.

"To be precise, Miss Hilda made a successful proposal." The housekeeper corrected with a smile.

"God," Dick said in a daze, "it's the first time I've heard Bruce say such...romantic words. So are we going to welcome a new couple? The Wayne family is about to have a Mrs. Wayne?"

"I think so, Master Dick."

"Oh, that's unbelievable... I feel like I'm missing a lot," he murmurs. "Damn! I should have taped Bruce just now—"

"It's okay, I've already recorded it." The housekeeper showed a subtle smile, "This can be used as part of the wedding video."

"Good job, Fu!"

"Now we should prepare a little celebration ceremony for the couple," he said, his eyes full of relief, "for example, a newly baked cake..."

"And red wine." Dick added, his face full of excitement, "I know there's a bottle of red wine in Bruce's wine cellar!"

The butler gave him a tolerant look: "...it's reasonable to have a bottle of precious red wine on an important day."

He took out the key to the wine cellar and handed it to Dick.

Looking at Dick's excited back, Alfred turned around with a smile and began to prepare the ingredients for the cake. It took a long time, but it didn't matter, they had enough time to celebrate this extremely important moment.

He raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

"...God behold," said the steward softly, "they'll be happy for you in heaven, Master Bruce."

This evening, after a sumptuous dinner, Bruce played "Master Bruce the Humiliation" once.

After messing around with Hilda for a long time, he finally took a shower, rubbed the red marks on his wrists expressionlessly in front of the mirror, and wondered whether he should wear a turtleneck sweater tomorrow. Cover up some obvious marks on the neck.

Hilda was lying on the bed, her eyes half closed, and she seemed to be falling asleep.

He walked out of the bathroom door, stared at Hilda's sleeping face, and finally remembered the confession he hadn't been able to say because his plan was completely disrupted——

—Do you want to talk now?

He hesitated and pursed his lips. At this moment, he remembered all the previous operations in front of Hilda to try to separate the two identities. He even asked Alfred to play Bruce Wayne on the phone, pretending to be the two identities There is only a simple relationship between funding and being funded.

How successful the action was at that time, how regretful he is now.

Things have been done to the extreme by him, and now it takes more courage to overthrow everything.

Hilda seemed to sense his sight, and opened her eyes in a half-dream, and cast a puzzled look at him: "...Bruce?"

"En." He responded, and went to bed as well, dimmed the light at the head of the bed, and hesitated for a while, "I... have something to tell you."

"What?" She rubbed her eyes.

Under the light, her expression was contented and lazy, and her brown eyes shone like glass.

Bruce watched her in silence, feeling that confession was so difficult to speak.

Finally, he turned around and turned off the desk lamp: "...It's okay, go to sleep."

——… He should pick a more suitable time to confess, at least, it shouldn't be now.

The next day, Hilda got up early.

Wearing the engagement ring, she casually smeared the bread for breakfast in front of everyone.The light refracted by the diamond "inadvertently" dazzled the eyes of everyone at the table at various incredible angles, causing Jason to grab a newspaper that he had never read before with a distorted expression, blocking Hilda's "diamond" attack".

"Hilda," Dick finally couldn't help but talk, ready to find a topic to divert her attention, "...well, Bruce hasn't woken up yet?"

Hilda: "No, what's the matter?"

"...Uh," Dick touched his nose, "I just thought he would be with you all the time today? But it feels like you're planning...to go out alone."

Hilda's hands paused, she raised her head, and showed a reserved smile to Dick: "Oh, although I have a little opinion on you, I have to say, Dick, you are so sharp, I really I plan to go out alone, after all, Bruce gave me such an unforgettable gift yesterday..." As she spoke, she showed Dick the ring on her hand in 360 degrees again, and then said unhurriedly, ", I also hope to be able to prepare a matching gift in return.”

Dick blinked, feeling a little gritty: "...Are you going to the city center? Maybe we drop by, and I can take you a ride."

"No," Hilda casually picked up the knife and fork again, "...my gift is not available in shopping malls. However, before I give the gift to Bruce, can I ask you to help me keep it a secret? I Hopefully it will be a surprise."

Dick and Jason looked at each other.

"Of course." They replied in unison.

"I'll keep it a secret too, Miss Hilda." The old butler stood aside and said softly.

Jason lowered his voice: "So let me reveal in advance, what kind of gift is it?"

Hilda glanced across the two black-haired and blue-eyed boys in front of her: "...I haven't made a complete decision yet, but it should be a gift that definitely suits Bruce's preferences."