Chaoying Psychotherapist [Zhongyingmei]

His dark brown hair fluttered in the wind.

Diana held a shield in one hand and raised the other hand high. Amidst the devastation, a sword slowly formed in her hand.

On the opposite side of her, Ares, the god of war, was suppressed by his divine power, and he was already powerless, prostrate on the ground in embarrassment.

"Let me tell you what a human being is."

Diana said, walking towards Ares step by step.

"Human beings are selfish, greedy, stupid and stubborn. Yes, they are selfish, greedy, stupid and stubborn," Diana sings in a low voice, deep and inviolable. Knowing to keep taking, taking, taking, taking..."

"They kill each other, they fight each other, they listen to what they believe, and they will abandon their hearts. That's right, brother, human beings are not perfect, and even have bad roots that cannot be changed. I know why you hate them—"

The goddess took a deep breath.

"But, the same thing—they are charitable, they sacrifice their lives for righteousness, they are lovely and respectable, and they have the most precious golden heart in the world."

"They never extinguish their fire because of the indifference of the world, they only know to keep giving, giving, giving, giving..."

Diana raised the sword in her hand, and it was shining brightly in an instant.

"Human beings are complex existences. They guide the night like a lighthouse, pearls illuminate the deep sea, and stars shine brightly in the boundless universe—the light in the dark is always the most precious. This is why my father protects them and loves them."

"I'll tell you what they are now—humans are evil, greed, and more. They mean hope, brother."

The tip of the sword stopped an inch in front of Ares.

"For hope, you must disappear."

Ares laughed hoarsely.

"Kill me, Diana," he said, "but you know, as long as human beings exist, I will never disappear."

Diana's arms swung down firmly.

The light on Ares' body was annihilated, and his body turned into a puff of smoke, which gradually dissipated.

Diana's sword plunged deep into the ground.She knelt down, pulled it out, and then slowly stood up.

"Then I will stand here and guard them until you say forever."

she said.Holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, she stood alone and proudly in the center of the stage, standing upright like a real god.

She is a true god.

The end of the music gradually stopped.

The lights around the stage were brightly lit.

The first performance of the musical "Wonder Woman" has come to a successful conclusion.

The audience was silent for a long while, and suddenly there was earth-shattering applause and cheers.

"Bravo! Bravo——!"

The audience rose en masse, their faces flushed, and their hands almost raised above their heads.

Cynthia smiled.She withdrew her heroine-only posture and stood gracefully on the stage, suddenly she was the gentle and holy moon goddess again.

Chris emerged from the backstage curtains, exchanged hugs with Cynthia, and stood with her.Then there are the actors of Ares, the actors of the Queen, and the extras... The audience shouted and applauded for a long time.

"Thank you everyone." Cynthia bowed to the audience.

"Thank you, thank you." Chris led a group of actors and bowed to the audience.

As the director and leading actor of the musical, Chris stepped forward to give a speech.After winning applause, he took a step back, put his arms around Cynthia, and said with a smile: "Of course, I also want to thank my little moon—my constant muse of inspiration. The birth of "Wonder Woman" stems from Cynthia's comeback. If it wasn't for her at that press conference, there would never be such a wonderful performance today."

The audience whistled.

Cynthia also laughed, and was about to speak when she heard a commotion from the opposite side.

"Oh my God, it's..."

"It turned out to be..."

"……coming!"

She was startled, and saw people retreating to both sides like Moses splitting the sea, opposite, a tall woman slowly walked towards her.

Wonder Woman, Diana Prince.

People who saw who it was clearly exclaimed.

Under the eyes of everyone, Diana walked to the stage, shook hands with Chris, then put her arms around Cynthia's shoulders, and said: "I want to thank you too. This is a very good musical, it reminds me the days gone by."

On the stage, Cynthia was dressed as Wonder Woman and was embraced by the real Wonder Woman. The two looked like twin sisters.

Under the stage, the people were silent for a while, and suddenly burst into cheers like the roof was overturned.

The reporters picked up their cameras almost instantly and excitedly recorded this soon-to-be classic scene.

Cynthia herself raised her head in surprise, looked at Wonder Woman beside her, and asked softly, "Why are you down, Diana?"

Diana smiled without saying a word, and waited until the first wave of flashing lights almost stopped, before she raised her voice and said: "Besides, I am here today, and I have been entrusted to help a gentleman fulfill his sincere request."

Chris asked curiously, "Sir?"

Cynthia suddenly had a bad feeling: "...a request?"

"—I asked her to help separate the crowd, so that I will be the only one in your eyes."

A voice came from the opposite side of the crowd that hadn't closed yet.

The ladies at the other end were the first to scream, almost fainting.

"—Wayne! It's Bruce Wayne!!"

"Oh my god, it's him! Wayne is here!!"

Cynthia stood there in shock, watching Bruce in a suit and leather shoes slowly walking towards her, holding a large bouquet of hardcover roses with golden red stamens and white lace.

—It was the "Juliet Rose" that Tony had just mentioned.It has been auctioned for a sky-high price of 300 million pounds, so it is also known as 300 million roses.

And what Bruce is holding... Cynthia can hardly count how many flowers Bruce has in his hand.

Seeing Bruce walking from the crowd with a smile on his lips, it was the first time that Cynthia had her hands and feet so stiff on the stage that she couldn't move her body, but countless thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant—

Wasn't he still wearing Batman's uniform just now?

Where is his uniform?Where did his suit come from?

When did he buy the flowers?Where did you spend it before?

Isn't he autistic?Why do you want to do this?What is the purpose?

.........

But in the end, she just twisted her neck away, her eyes widened, and she whispered at Wonder Woman in disbelief: "...Diana?!"

Diana raised her eyebrows and blinked her left eye.

Cynthia: "..."

Bruce is already on stage.In front of countless people, he came across from Cynthia, holding flowers, and slowly knelt down on one knee.

"—!"

Cynthia heard a series of gasps, which might have been mixed with her own.

"You, what are you doing?" She raised her voice involuntarily.

"I'm apologizing, Cynthia." Bruce said, his lowered eyebrows looked a little melancholy, and his blue eyes were shining brightly under the stage lights.

Cynthia opened her mouth and asked, "...Why do you apologize?"

"For everything before that," Bruce whispered.He handed the bright bouquet of flowers to Cynthia's arms, and when he retracted his arms, he gently hooked her left hand with his fingertips.

On the back of his hand, he dropped a kiss, gently, as before.

"I just want to regain the right to kiss your left hand like everyone else, Cynthia."

Above the head, there was a "bang" from the ceiling, and something suddenly opened, and countless pieces of golden-red petals with white edges, like falling snow, fell down one after another.

It's Juliet Rose.

Rose Juliet again.

Countless petals fell on Cynthia's shoulders, hair top and feet, almost covering her in a golden red dress.

Amidst the crowd, Cynthia raised her eyes in a daze, and saw Bruce standing up, approaching her, pulling out a rose from her bosom, and gently pinning it to her ear.

"It's a pity that you wear a wig." He said with a deep smile, his figure was tall and slender, "They originally matched your platinum hair color best."

A female guest screamed for Cynthia in the audience.The reporter's strobe lights were connected in one piece.

But Cynthia herself calmed down all of a sudden.

This is too much.It's not Batman's style.He put on that disguise again.she thinks.

And whenever Batman wears Brucey's disguise, it means he has something to achieve.

Purpose, of course, purpose.Batman has returned, and if Bruce Wayne doesn't show up again, he will be easily suspected by the crowd.

This musical, this node, including Cynthia, is an opportunity he should seize.

He also seized the timing perfectly.

Cynthia lowered her eyes, complex emotions flashed by.In an instant, her complexion returned to normal again, and she looked at Bruce with a slight smile: "I am very grateful, Bruce. But—with all due respect, your purpose of being so generous today is not just to kiss the back of my hand, right?"

The people in the audience burst into laughter.

Bruce gave her a deep, unobtrusive look, and then he had that Gotham babe grin—nice, handsome, playful, and brainless.

"Oh, you see it," he said, with an air of charm all over him. "Of course, of course—I want to be friends with you again."

Cynthia raised her eyebrows.

Amidst the unstoppable booing from the audience, Bruce coughed and continued what he hadn't finished: "Of course, of course——I want to regain the chance to pursue you."

“Wuhu—————————————————”

The whole theater exploded.

Bruce was still looking at Cynthia with his pitiful blue eyes: "Can I get it?"

People started shouting, "Give him—! Cynthia, give him—!"

Cynthia shrugged helplessly: "Well... I guess, I have no chance to refuse you, right?"

Audience: "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

Bruce's brows loosened suddenly, and he stretched out his arms to hug her.

He hugged nothing.

On the side, Chris stood beside Cynthia at some point, took a step with his arms around her waist, and just left the reach of Bruce.

"Hello, Mr. Wayne." Chris stood there, looking at him with a half-smile, "Congratulations on being 'friends' with Little Moon again."

The word "friend" was clearly bitten by him.

Everyone's voices suddenly became quieter, and they all felt the change in the atmosphere on the stage, opened their eyes wide in surprise, and held their breath.

Bruce's eyebrows raised slowly.

"Oh, Mr. Ross," he said, with a flirtatious smile, "Congratulations to you too—although my congratulations came a bit late, but after all, you are also one of her 'ex-boyfriends'."