Chaoying Psychotherapist [Zhongyingmei]

When Cynthia met the members of the Justice League again, the sharp-eyed heroes discovered that there was an extra red string around her neck.

Everyone thought they were hiding her neck and glanced at her neck, covered their mouths with their hands, whispered to each other, and chattered.

Cynthia, on the other hand, looked at the heroes in plain clothes and felt a little helpless.

Aquaman has gone back to Atlantis—not just a member of the Zhenglian, the King of the Seven Seas, but as a husband, he must accompany Mera who stays in the palace.Most of the young juniors also choose to spend this holiday at home.Only Superman, Wonder Woman, The Flash, Green Lantern, Cyborg, and Batman who paid for the cruise ship were the ones who actually came to participate in this trip to Gotham.

Coincidentally, they are both key members of the alliance, and it's time for them to know each other's true identities.

Also, it's not convenient to wear their respective uniforms in order to go out in a low-key manner-unless they tell others that they are here for a masquerade ball.So, everyone discussed it and made a quick decision - to wear casual clothes for a few days and be an ordinary person honestly.

However, Cynthia, who has never seen them in civilian clothes, and does not know the real identity of the heroes other than Superman, Wonder Woman, Green Lantern and Batman, looks at this seemingly ordinary group of tourists, Standing blankly on the deck of the yacht, he fell into a long silence.

"Hey! Cynthia!"

Superman—it should be Clark Kent, greeted her happily: "You are here! Come in quickly, we are all waiting for you."

"No, wait a minute." Cynthia made a pause gesture, "You're Clark Kent, right? Diana is Diana, Hal is Hal. And then, so, are you...?"

"Oh, look at me." Clark smiled and touched his curly head, "You don't know our real identity yet, do you? Let me introduce you, this is..."

"I'll do it myself, meringue!" The Flash yelled, "How can someone else..."

A deep voice suddenly broke in.

"Barry Allen, The Flash. Victor Stone, Cyborg. Hal Jordan, Green Lantern. Diana Prince, Wonder Woman. Clark Kent, Superman."

Bruce stood behind Cynthia at some point, wearing a long windbreaker, with a flat tone.

"...Bruce Wayne, Batman."

"Hey! Bat!" The Flash yelled in displeasure.

"It's weird, isn't it?" Cyborg whispered to Cynthia, "Every time I hear his real identity from him, even if he has revealed his face, I will subconsciously feel that he is lying—— I mean, Bruce Wayne? Batman?"

Cynthia: Have to agree.

Hal Jordan on the side heard Cyborg's words and frowned suspiciously: "Who the hell is Bruce Wayne?"

Cynthia: "..."

Everyone: "..."

"Seriously, genius?" Flash Barry Allen couldn't help knocking on his head, "You're going to Gotham soon, and now you're still asking who is Bruce Wayne?"

"No, I know the bat is Bruce Wayne," Hal retorted righteously, "but does the name Bruce Wayne have any special meaning? I mean, 'Bruce' sounds ordinary , 'Wayne' isn't an uncommon surname on Earth - why can't Batman be called Bruce Wayne? Why do you all look incredible?"

Everyone: "..."

Everyone stared at him for a long time, then turned to look at Bruce.

Bruce folded his arms indifferently: "I think he's right."

"Damn," said the Flash, "seriously, what the hell are you doing, bro? I'm not going to get into the question of you not knowing who he really was, Cosmos. But when Cynthia was performing in the theater the other day, didn't you Are you asleep too?"

"What?...Oh." Hal suddenly realized, "The rich guy who gave the flowers seems to be named Wayne... So you are surprised that Batman sent flowers to Cynthia? Batman is a rich guy? But we didn't know that long ago Is he a rich man? He built the watchtowers?"

"........."

Under the unusual logic of the guardian of the universe, everyone couldn't help but fall into the myth.

In the dead silence, Cynthia and Bruce looked at each other, then shrugged their shoulders pretending to be serious.

"You know? I also think he's right." She tried her best to suppress the upturned corners of her mouth, "Bruce Wayne is indeed just a wealthy Gotham guy, why can't Batman be called that name?"

"Look?" Hal instantly felt elated.

The cruise ship left the port and headed towards Gotham Bay at a speed that is difficult to detect whether it is fast or slow, and many landmarks of Gotham can already be seen.

"Look, isn't that dark thing..."

With short yellow hair, Barry poked his head out of the window, pointing to the huge sculpture looming: "I remember bats always squatting on it, and a few photos were taken, right? God, I have to That said, the people who took the pictures were brave."

Cynthia smiled.

"Yes," she said. "That's a statue of a gargoyle. Gotham has a lot of them, but the biggest one is the one you see."

As she spoke, she also leaned over to look at the hideous, silent sculpture with a pair of black wings.

Gotham's weather is perpetually foggy, and it's a far cry from the sunny metropolis next door.At this time, the gargoyle is shrouded in the shadow of Gotham, its huge body is indistinct, and seen from the cruise ship, it looks like a grotesque shadow of a legendary dragon.

"Have you ever heard a saying?" Cynthia raised her eyes, stared at it for a long time, and asked the people behind her, "According to rumors, the gargoyle is a creature that protects the Holy Spirit. It is not evil, nor is it evil. Goodness, but drives out any force of good or evil.

She turned her head, smiled and said to everyone: "The gargoyle only exists for protection. It is chaotic and stubborn. It rejects any external factors and will never leave the place it guards."

"Oh." Clark mused. "That sounds a lot like one of us."

"It's just a story in "Gargoyle Legend"." Bruce said, looking at Cynthia, "it doesn't have any practical meaning."

Under his heavy gaze, Cynthia shrugged her shoulders: "Well...maybe you are right."

The cruise ship stopped at Gotham's pier. Like a group of ordinary tourist teams, everyone bustled off Class A, without attracting anyone's attention.

Except for Bruce and Cynthia, of course.

As the only superpower user who has not shown her face in public, Cynthia is surrounded by heroes at this time, and she has become the most concerned person.

Of course, Bruce could not escape, but his hair color was not as conspicuous as Cynthia's.

When the surrounding people gradually noticed that the two of them appeared together, things got out of hand.

"...Fuck, fuck, look, are those two people over there Bruce Wayne and Moonlight?"

"What? Wait, let me see... Fuck! Fuck!!"

"OMG! They're coming back to Gotham together! Are we going to spend Christmas together!? Oh my god!!"

"...Wait a minute, is that big man next to them...the little reporter who was molested by Cynthia last time when she interviewed her??"

"?!?!?!"

"Damn! Let's fight, let's fight!!"

Clark Super Hearing Kent: "..."

After finally getting rid of the over-enthusiastic (Clark:?) crowd, Cynthia took them on Bruce's stretched Lincoln and walked around Gotham.

Contrary to most people's expectations, most of the places Cynthia took them to were located in the lower city of Gotham.

Grandma Gina's chocolate shop, Uncle Tom's breakfast shop, Aunt Lily's ready-to-wear shop... are all hidden in every corner of the downtown area, many of which even Bruce doesn't know where.The Flash ate very happily, and Diana also bought her favorite clothes. All in all, it was an eye-opener for everyone.

"Is this the place you used to come to when you were a child? Wow, so cool!" The Flash was overjoyed, "It's like a treasure hunt, the secret base, it's great!"

Cynthia smiled wistfully.

"Yeah." She said, "When I wandered with Old Will, I was mostly happy. Others hate the chaos in Lower Gotham, but I only like the freedom here."

"The freedom of chaos is the manifestation of Gotham's corruption." Bruce said in a deep voice, "This freedom should be banned."

"Indeed." Cynthia looked back at him and raised her eyebrows, "but without this freedom, you wouldn't be able to see me now."

Bruce fell silent.

"I love Gotham as much, Bruce," Cynthia said, "but unlike you, I love all of it. I thank it for raising Old Will and me, but don't want us What happened to someone else, so I'm trying to make it better."

She looked at him gently, and said slowly: "This is enough. Don't force yourself, don't feel guilty, this is enough."

The last stop of the heroes is Gotham Orphanage.

Before going to the orphanage, Cynthia bought a lot of things in every store, so much that she couldn't move it by herself. In the end, every man helped her carry a bag, and she was barely able to carry it.

When they arrived at the orphanage, the old dean personally came to welcome Cynthia with a cane. Everyone saw a dozen timid little heads sticking out behind Mr. Dean, and then they understood why Cynthia bought so many things.

When most of the children saw Cynthia, they burst into cheers, rushed over like a firecracker, stuck to her body, and shouted:

"Cynthia, you are finally here!!!"

"Cynthia, why didn't you come to see us last year?"

"Woooooh, Cynthia!!"

"The dean said at that time that you were gone, I didn't believe it, I knew he was lying to me!"

"Cynthia..."

"Cynthia..."

Hal watched Cynthia being overwhelmed by the children for a moment, and couldn't help saying, "God, how can she be so popular in this kind of place?"

"She comes to accompany these children every year and buys a lot of things for them." Wonder Woman looked at Cynthia tenderly, "Children are always the group of people who know how to be grateful."

Bruce silently walked over to Cynthia and held her back so that she wouldn't be too shaky in the children's embrace.

The feisty Barry quickly mingles with the kids, fighting for chips, doing goofy dances, yelling, and finally running races as Cynthia watches helplessly.

After distributing the gifts to the children, watching them bouncing around with toys and snacks, and running away with Barry, Cynthia turned around, looked at the old dean, and said with some hesitation: "Dean, I just Didn't seem to see little Grayson...was he...adopted?"

Richard Grayson, but everyone calls him Dick, a very sweet little boy who was once part of the smash hit acrobatic artist "The Flying Grayson Family", but unfortunately, due to a performance The accident caused his parents to leave this world. After that, he was also adopted by this orphanage.

When Cynthia first started funding the home, it was Dick's first day in the home.At the first sight of this little boy with black hair, blue eyes and sweet smile, Cynthia felt that he was very close to her.She had thought about adopting him more than once, but when she had a stable life and opened a theater, she had an accident before Christmas.

"Oh, you mean Dick?" the old dean said with a smile, "No, no, he just wanted to prepare a..."

"—Cynthia!"

Cynthia turned her head and saw the blue-eyed little boy she hadn't seen for a long time.He was filthy all over, as if he had rolled in mud, and his face was even more messed up.

There was only one hand, holding a small bouquet of wild but brilliant roses with great cherishment, stretched out his arms, and handed it to her with a blushing face.

"Cynthia! I planted it myself and gave it to you!"

"...a surprise." The old dean Shi Shiran said with a smile.