The whole world is afraid of me reciting poems[UK]

When Bruce Wayne woke up from the sudden darkness, he found that he was no longer in New York, but returned to Gotham.

To be correct, he is in Gotham's residence at the moment-it is said to be a residence, but it actually occupies a room on the top floor of the Wayne Group building.

The location where Bruce appears at the moment is the living room. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he can clearly see the sun rising from the distant horizon, sprinkling its own brilliance to the earth, dispelling the "coldness" that the night brought to Gotham bit by bit.

The night is gone, the dawn is coming, and a new day of Gotham has begun.

The sun's rays passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, passed through his body, and cast beautiful light spots on the floor.

Wait, through the body? !

Subconsciously looking down, Bruce Wayne realized that not only did he have no shadow, he didn't even have a body.

So... where did his body go?

Just when Bruce Wayne was wondering, there was a sound of opening the door behind him.

Turning around subconsciously, I saw a man who looked exactly like him but seemed more mature than him now, walking out of the room that originally belonged to him.

Bruce Wayne: "...?"

Under Bruce's gaze, a man who looked exactly like him walked towards him.

Just as he was about to ask the other party's identity, the other party passed through his body... walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and completely opened the half-covered curtains, so that the sunlight would no longer have to be concealed, but could be completely revealed. Go straight into the room that just had a dark night.

Bruce Wayne who was pierced through the body: "...???"

"Bruce" who couldn't see Bruce was dressed in home clothes. Under Bruce's gaze, he walked to the door of another room and knocked on the door with his knuckles.

At the same time, a more mature voice sounded in Bruce's ear.

"Baishan, do you see where my tie is?"

White shirt?

white shirt!

Hearing the very familiar name "White Shirt", Bruce, who had already guessed, moved his eyes. He turned his gaze away from observing "Bruce", and instead stared closely at the door that "Bruce" had knocked on.

A white shirt wearing the same style of home clothes as "Bruce" opened the door, revealing a sleepy face in the white shirt and a little boy beside her holding the corner of her clothes.

At this time, the white shirt did not look like the capable short hair in his memory, but instead had long chestnut curly hair, showing a different kind of gentle temperament.

Just opening his mouth destroyed that gentle temperament.

The white shirt holding the door gave "Bruce" a displeased look, "Didn't you close your tie yourself? How can you ask me? Don't you know you woke up Little White?"

"Bruce" who has been disliked by white shirts since having a son: "..."

Because Little White had listened to Damian's ghost story last night, Little White, who dared not sleep alone, took his mother's white shirt to his room, leaving his father "Bruce" alone.

That's why Bruce at this moment saw "Bruce" knocking on the white shirt's door.

The white shirt appeared in front of him alive, Bruce saw the white shirt again, and he realized that no matter how long it had passed, the traces left by the white shirt in his heart had not been erased by time.

Looking at the woman who talked to "Bruce" and looked exactly the same as the white shirt in his memory, even more beautiful, Bruce remembered the days when he was in love with the white shirt.

Thoughts gradually drifted away, and memories gradually became clearer.

Bruce heard Baishan call the man who looked exactly like him "dear", and at the same time the little boy next to Baishan called "Bruce", which also brought back his god.

The little boy, called "Bruce" was--"dad".

dad?

Is that what he thought?

Bruce lowered his head subconsciously, and carefully looked at the boy standing beside the white shirt.

At this point, Bruce realized that the other party looked very similar to him. Compared with adoption, he was more willing to believe that the child was related to him by blood.

White Wayne, white (white), white shirt, Bruce Wayne.

Bruce thought that if he and Bai Shirt had a child, the child's name would be "white".

Looking at the happy family of three, Bruce's eyes gradually became complicated.

He also knew the theory of parallel universes, but he didn't expect this theory to actually exist.After figuring out the identities of these three people, Bruce also knew where he had come.

This was Gotham, but it wasn't his Gotham.

In this world, Baishan didn't die, and they gave birth to a child after their cultivation was completed.

He thought, if he had been one step ahead of the clown and had chosen to keep the white shirt when he left, maybe the situation of the three people getting along in front of him could be staged in his world.

However, this is not his world.

The white shirt of this world is not his white shirt.

A familiar voice sounded in his ear, but Bruce stopped looking at them, and Bruce, who could not see him, walked to the French window calmly.

Bruce obviously couldn't feel anything at this moment, but when the warm sunlight penetrated his body, he felt that he felt the temperature of the sun.

It's so warm you want to smile.

This is Gotham, the Gotham of "Bruce".

It was a white shirt, a white shirt belonging to "Bruce".

And it's time for him to return to his own Gotham.

Before that, he figured he needed to find his body first.

Looking at Gotham, which was gradually becoming lively outside the window, Bruce raised his lips slightly and showed a smile.

Thinking of this, Bruce looked back at the family of three behind his eyes, and after deeply remembering the lively scene in his heart, Bruce leaned forward and let his body pass through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He fell outward, out of here.

The moment Bruce left, "Bruce" who was holding Little White and talking to the white shirt looked out the window thoughtfully.

"what happened?"

Noticing the movement of "Bruce" turning his head, the white shirt tugged at his collar and turned his face back.

"It's nothing." He hooked his lower lip to the white shirt, and he shook the little White in his arms, "White, did Damian give you snacks again, why do I feel like you're getting fat again?"

"Really, Damian spoils you too much."

Looking at Damian's "Bruce" who complained that he was not there, the white shirt turned his head helplessly, "Aren't you the one who loves White the most?"

As if he didn't hear what Bai Shirt said, "Bruce" stretched out his hand and pinched Little White's face, "It's time for you to lose weight."

"Don't say I'm fat! I'm not fat at all!" White, who was said to be fat, hugged "Bruce" tightly around the neck.

Looking at Little White's baby fat, Bruce was noncommittal.

"Dad!"

The white shirt on one side watched the interaction between Little White and "Bruce" with crooked eyebrows.

……

Bruce was looking for his body, and Susu and others were also searching for traces of Bruce.

In the turbulent space, even with Lamo's protection, Susu still felt a little uncomfortable.

No matter how many times, she still couldn't adapt to the transformation of space, and she dared not look at the surrounding environment fluctuating between two-dimensional, three-dimensional or even four-dimensional, and she felt dizzy when she saw it.

The painting torn up by Baron Sterak contained part of Su Dejia's star power. For this reason, most of the work of finding Bruce was on Su Dejia.

Of course, Susu, who is dizzy at the moment, can't help much.

So Susu, who couldn't help, turned her head and buried herself in Lamo's arms, and completely handed over the work of searching for traces of Bruce to Ms. Su Dejia.

Here, Lamo hugged Susu, comforting her fluctuating emotions due to the turbulent flow of space in a low voice from time to time, and even kissed her to relieve her discomfort.

Over there, Ms. Su Dejia was expressionless.

She fixedly glanced at Lamo and Susu who were "you and me", and rubbed her temples that were throbbing because of using too much star power, holding the idea of ​​"out of sight, out of mind" , Ms. Su Dejia turned her back, and continued to use the power of the stars to feel the interlaced time and space around her, looking for traces of Bruce.

"The giant dragon Smaug? It doesn't look as good-looking as the green dragon of our Hua Kingdom. This world... no, pass!"

Finding that there is no trace of Bruce in this world, Su Dejia withdrew the power of the stars, and then explored the next world.

The next world is a world similar to them, but the timeline is ahead of them.

Inadvertently spying on the "future" of the parallel world, Su Dejia couldn't help being a little surprised, "Oh, this family ethics drama is pretty bloody, Thor is so miserable? Was cheated by his brother? Beaten by his sister? He even lost an eye ?”

"... Tut tut."

Susu: "Hey? Where is it? Let me see!"

Hearing what he was interested in, Susu's head ached, and her legs and feet became more agile. She rushed to Su Dejia's side, poking her head to see what she wanted to see from the interlaced time and space.

Lamo who was suddenly pushed away by Susu: "..."

With a chuckle, when Susu almost fell into the world with Thor because of dizziness, Lamo with slightly hooked lips quickly pulled Susu back into his arms, "That world can't run, don't Hurry up, take your time."

Lamo smiled gently, but under Lamo's gentle gaze, Susu suddenly shivered.

Although she didn't know what happened, Susu still relied on her intuition to nest in Lamo's arms obediently, and gave Lamo a bright smile, "Okay."

Looking at Lamo, Lamo bent his eyes and tapped Susu's cheek with his index finger.

The crisis is resolved√

Holding Lamo's waist, Susu turned her head to look at the world with Thor.

However, nothing was found.

Because Su Dejia put away the power of the stars expressionlessly, and checked the next world.

Susu: "...Huh?"

Not being able to see what she wanted to see, Susu was a little aggrieved, "Dear Ms. Su Dejia, can you talk to me?"

"No, I'm busy."

Su Dejia, who turned his back to Susu, had an extremely calm expression, so calm that he couldn't see her emotional changes at all.

Realizing that she seemed to have offended Su Dejia, Susu stuck out her tongue, nestled in Lamo's arms obediently, and kept the silence Su Dejia wanted.

I don't know how long it has passed, Su Dejia, who finally found the correct position, frowned, turned his head and showed a rare smile to Susu, "I found it."

"where is it?"

"In..." Pursing her lips, Su Dejia thought for a moment before she found the correct adjective, "A world where Spider-Man can discharge and become invisible."

"That Spider-Man... seems to be called Miles Morales?"