A retired magician raises a bucket daily

Bruce Wayne hasn't been social for a long time.

He has been extremely busy recently. He has to solve the crimes in Gotham, he has to deal with the aftermath of a Kryptonian, he has to be in charge of the Justice League's friendly exchanges with alien planets, and he has to deal with all kinds of temptations from S.H.I.E.L.D.

God, he's Batman, not a Japanese ninja. He hasn't learned Shadow Clone, and he can't learn it.

Afu reminded him that it had been three full months since Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham, was injured in parachute jumping, and he had disappeared from the upper-level social circles and entertainment magazines.

And the rumors in the gossip magazines that Bruce Wayne is hiding in the golden house has gradually evolved into: the plane crash disfigured and the face-changing operation failed, and the Gotham baby was autistic at home and suspected to be suffering from depression.

So he had to set aside a day to go to some charity dinner, find a random lady who posted it, and invite her to dinner.

If nothing else, they might still have a great night.

Then, logically, he could disappear from people's sight for a few days.

The woman opposite said delicately, "This steak is really good, but I prefer medium rare."

"Well, is that right? I'll ask them to change one for you." With his invincible smile, he snapped his fingers and called the waiter to be a perfect model male companion.

The female model smiled sweetly, "Bruce, you are so kind."

But his attention was not on the well-dressed woman in front, all his attention was on the next table.

Jason seemed determined to pretend he didn't exist and just talk to the handsome young man.

Bruce has mixed feelings about his lost and found adopted son.

Jason used to be his best Robin. This boy has the same unruly and unique temperament as Gotham, but perhaps because of his parents' inconsequential education and subsequent successive deaths, he yearns for family affection and at the same time Fear of affection.So much so that there was a huge disagreement with Dick during that time, and he felt deeply that he had failed in his role as a father, so he began to try to face Jason with a gentle attitude. He would occasionally snuggle up with Jason and watch movies in front of the sofa.

They are so alike.Despite being devastated, she is still looking for warmth.

Until the boy came back from the dead, crawled back from the underworld, and stood before him. At that time, he hadn't had time to break free from the giant net called guilt.

Jason's eyes, those dark green eyes from the resurrection, stabbed at him like a poisoned blade.

The Robin who belonged to him has changed a lot. His body has been elongated, he is no longer so thin, his voice is hoarse and deep, he has jumped over the period of youth, and has become mature and sharp. The hand holding the gun trembles, enduring pain.

He said, "You didn't save me, I forgive you, but... why is the clown still alive?"

"I want to kill him, and only him, because...he has separated us forever.*"

At a certain moment, Bruce even heard the sound of his heart tearing clearly.

We can still coexist peacefully now.A few months ago, Bruce thought, Jason would have put a gun to his head and fought him.

Maybe love makes people soft.he guessed.

"Is the red wine good? I want to have a sip too." Reed said.

"No." Jason moved the red wine glass to his place, "You said last time that you will never drink again."

"When? Why don't I know?" Reid couldn't find the corresponding fragments from his existing memory.

"The last time I was drunk," Jason said.

"..."

"Oh." Bruce saw the handsome man take a sip of the vegetable juice slowly, and then looked cautiously, "But the vegetable juice is so bad."

Like a cat sticking its foot out of the water.

"No—" Jason Todd rebuffed mercilessly, "you still have to drive."

"We can find a substitute driver."

"No one would want to drive to our house." Jason sighed.

Bruce: They actually live together? !

Reed pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and slid his fingertips across the edge of the glass, then reluctantly picked up the steak knife, as if the steak on the plate was Jason Todd, and stabbed it in , cut the meat in a mess.

"You're really naive." Jason laughed at him.

Reed's eyes widened. What is this childish ghost talking about?

He retorted: "You are naive!"

Jason stretched out his hand, like a magic trick, and the knife and fork fell into his hand in the blink of an eye, with an uncontrollable smile in his voice, "It must be cut like this, otherwise the steak will not taste good."

"..." Reid's ears turned red again. Of course he knew that he had also received orthodox English etiquette lessons, and what he did just now was just to vent his anger.

Jason saw through early on that his ears would turn red whenever he was ashamed, so he cut the steak and returned the knife and fork to him.

He laughed a second time: "You still say you're not naive?"

Bruce: ...I couldn't tell for a while whether Jason would be seductive or not.

"Although I can't drink red wine for you, I can take you to a fun place later." Jason said.

"Oh," Reed blinked, as if cheered up by this sentence, "Okay, that's what you said."

two hours later.

Reed took a sip of the vegetable juice to get rid of the dessert, which was a little too sweet for him.

"Let's go to see the parade." He said, beckoning to Bruce again, "Mr. Wayne, let's go first."

When Jason got up, he also looked sideways, expressionless, with an obvious sneer in his eyes.

Bruce smiled at them, and the female partner in front of him was still taking pictures of the delicate desserts with her mobile phone.

"I'll treat you to dinner next time."

The female model turned her head and glanced at Reed vigilantly, then was speechless by the pretty face, and could only stare at him with all her strength.

Jason's eyes also changed, staring at him sharply, as if he could pull out a Batarang and throw it at him at any moment, Bruce saw two words from there.

you dare? !

Bruce laughed from the bottom of his heart, a feeling he hadn't seen for a long time.

Only Reed didn't understand the tension among them, and said with a smile, "Then see you later."

The parade on the street has already started. People dressed up in different styles. As the flow of people moved, someone on the parade car in the middle was singing, and the accompaniment was loud.

It happened to be a song that Reed liked to listen to before. He squeezed into the crowd and sang a few words along with him, his emotions were high and he seemed very happy.

Although I didn't drink alcohol, why do I still feel drunk on vegetable juice?

Jason thought worriedly.

"You like this kind of event?" he asked, and the crowd was so boisterous, singing and cheering, they had to speak very loudly.

"It's so lively!" Reid smiled brightly, "Londoners only celebrate like this when they win a game at Arsenal!"

"Gotham's football team will be crazier if they win!" Jason was infected by his emotions, and his mood became better again, leaving a dark old man behind.

They walked forward slowly with the flow of people, and their ears were filled with celebratory songs and people's cheers.

The fireworks that belonged to the world tightly surrounded them.

Reed was tired, and walked side by side with Jason, leaning into his ear when talking, "Look, I found a you."

He pointed in a direction, and a little boy with a red hood ran past in the distance.

Jason was taken aback, he saw too many superheroes today, Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Captain America, Iron Man... He even saw Robin and Nightwing, but he didn't expect , will have itself.

His heart full of youthful vigor seemed to be soaked in a handful of warm water.

Reed smiled and said, "You are amazing!"

boom.A candy was smashed into the warm water.

so sweet.Sweeter than dessert for dinner.

"What fun place did you just say you would take me to?"

Jason looked down at his watch and saw that the time was almost up, so he grabbed Reed's wrist and ran out of the crowd.

Until they saw the distant bridge across the sea, another city across the wide water, brightly lit.

"Here?" Reed asked, knowing the Metropolis was across the way.

Jason nodded and glanced at his watch again, "Five seconds left."

"What? What?" Reed asked blankly.

"...3, 2, 1!"

As Jason's words fell, Reed saw a beam of light rising from the dark night on the opposite coast. It reached midair, and then exploded with a "snap", and the bright fireworks bloomed grandly with colorful light spots.

"It's fireworks!" The light was projected on his face, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, with a smile and joy that he couldn't explain himself, "It's so beautiful."

He stayed in the clock tower for a long time. For a long time, his range of activities was only one room, and he could only rely on reading to know the outside world.

He had been separated from the crowd for too long, but fortunately, he escaped before the loneliness completely overwhelmed him.

This kind of bustling splendor made him feel——I am alive.

Reed thought, did Celeria feel the same way when she came out of that enchantment and flew into the blue sky, seeing this sky, this land and people?

The two of them stood by the coast, the cool night wind came with a wet and salty smell, the street lamp beside cast a small piece of warm light, and the fireworks crackled above their heads, and people's exclamation and laughter occasionally came from a distance .

"When I was a child, I often came here with my mother. Whenever there is a festival, the Metropolis will set off fireworks." Jason said.

"Then why doesn't Gotham let it go?"

"Maybe," Jason thought for a while, "Everyone has a psychological shadow of the sound of fireworks?"

They looked at each other and laughed in unison.

Reed drove Jason back in the car, and it was already eleven o'clock when he got home.

In the hazy night, a gust of cool wind blew by, Reed frowned slightly, and he held Jason.

"I think... something's not quite right."

"What?" Jason switched states in a second, reached into his suit jacket and touched the gun.

"My enchantment has been moved."