A retired magician raises a bucket daily

"It seems that I can't make a sound." Jason stood by the bed with a frown, and Zatanna bent down, pinching Reed's neck with her fingers.

"Open your mouth a little bit," Zatanna said to Reed. "Try vibrating your vocal cords."

The vampire opened its mouth obediently, but there was no sound.

"Hmm... Maybe it's because the medicine has been used too much. After all, it's been so many days... Don't worry too much, this state won't last long." Zatana withdrew her hands and put her hands in her pockets calmly say.

When he woke up this morning, Reed suddenly found that he couldn't make a sound. He didn't feel anything in his throat, but it was as if the sound had been muted. The world no longer accepted his voice, and he opened his mouth to speak. , Those words jumped into the air but melted in an instant.

Even so, he didn't show any panic in his voice.

Jason, who likes to sleep with him since that night, stretched out his hand and dragged him back into the bed. Ever since Reed didn't need to be connected to those instruments, Jason has become more and more wanton. In the beginning, I just held hands when no one was around, and leaned in to leave a light touch on the lips when others turned around, but now I am so upright that I can't wait to grab the other person's hand and tell the whole world: Did you see it?This is my boyfriend!

"What's wrong?" Jason asked hoarsely before he woke up.

Reid went around and put his hand on the opponent's back. After thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't explain it now. Besides, it was not a big deal. The preparation of the medicine was very delicate, and occasionally some emergencies would occur. I've gotten used to it a long time ago—a day or two at most.Thinking of this, Reed shook his head, and shrank a little into Jason's arms.Thinking so much might as well make up for sleep.

So it was Tim who first noticed that Reed didn't seem to be able to speak today.

The little red bird played in London for several days, and it should be said that he used up his vacation this year. Finally, he still felt that it was a bit too much to leave his work to the poor empty-nest old bat, so he booked the afternoon Before leaving, I came to visit the two people who still couldn't return to Gotham.

"What's the matter with the throat?" Tim was wearing a camel wool coat with a white turtleneck sweater inside, and a couple scarf that was exactly the same as the one next to Connor's hand. Beside the door, at first glance, I thought it was the shooting site of some male model's magazine.

Reed shook his head, then nodded, took out his phone by the bed, and typed on it for Tim to see.

[It seems that I can't talk today, sorry, I can't say goodbye to you properly. 】

"Farewell is not the point, isn't it that we won't see each other again in the future?" Tim couldn't help laughing, "Why can't you speak suddenly, and Dahong forced you? Isn't it? He doesn't even let the patients go?"

ah!No, that's not the case!

Reed heard what Tim meant, his ears were red, and he began to shake his head desperately. His loosely tied hair was loose, and he typed quickly with his mobile phone.

【no! ! ! ! ! 】

[It's just that the dose of medicine is wrong! !It will be fine in a few days! ! ! 】

"Oh..." Dazzled by the exclamation marks all over the screen, Tim responded slowly, raised his hand and took a sip of milk tea, "It's fine if you don't think it's very important..."

"Is what you're talking about important?" Jason, who came in from the outside, asked strangely, and then looked at the person on the bed, "Why are you holding your phone?"

Tim's eyes moved between the two, raising one eyebrow in surprise and asking Reed, "You haven't told him yet?"

The vampire sitting on the bed shook his head, stuck out a bit of his tongue at Jason, and typed on his phone with an apologetic smile.

[Sorry, I haven't had time to tell you, I seem to be unable to speak recently. 】

"......Huh?" The unaware boyfriend stood there, holding the water bottle, hesitatingly making a suspicious sound.

"Wow, it's ten o'clock in the morning. Assuming you got up at eight o'clock, it's been two hours, and you didn't realize that Reed can't talk." The second red bird who is good at yin and yang in the Bat family laughed - the first one just now After being hit, it has already shown a sluggishness visible to the naked eye.

"I thought he was mad..." Jason whispered.I have encountered a similar situation before. Reid is a very good-tempered person. Maybe it is because he is a few years older than Jason, so he is not very good at getting angry with him, but after a long time, he will occasionally get angry for some reasons. Yes, once Reid gets angry, he doesn't like to talk to him, no matter what good things he says next to him, he ignores them.He did have a momentary doubt that Reed hadn't talked to him all morning, but the other party's expression didn't change, he smiled when he should, and didn't refuse when he leaned over to kiss him.

Bewildered.Jason thought to himself, he was deceived by the good-looking skin!

[I'm not angry, I just haven't figured out how to tell you. ] Reed turned the phone screen to Jason to show him.

"Is this kind of thing important? Tell me first." Jason sighed, "I'll go find Zatana."

He put down the kettle, stuffed a cup of warm water into Reid's hand, and hurried out again.

"Let's go first." Tim said goodbye to Connor, "Just send me a message if you need anything."

Reed nodded.

Of course, in the end Zatana's diagnosis was similar to Reed's own guess. Under Jason's repeated questioning, Zatana assured him that nothing would happen, and it would be all right in three days at the latest. Sencai finally let go of his hanging heart.

"It's also very good. It can rest your throat for a few days. Just listen to me these two days." Jason moved a stool and sat on the edge of the bed, resting his chin on his arms, and said slowly while lying on his stomach.

Always feel sorry.Reed closed the book and stared quietly at Jason's face. The young man turned his head to look at him.

"Don't say I'm sorry." Jason blinked and said in a drawn out voice. After seeing the expression of 'how do you know' on Reed's face, he smiled again, "It's too obvious, let me take a look I guessed what you were thinking, it was Reed who first suggested not to say sorry? People who don’t follow the rules themselves will be punished.”

Reed pursed his lips and smiled. The phone was charging on the bedside table, but he didn't intend to take it over to type. Jason seemed keen to guess his mental activities.

Jason pulled out a finger and pointed at his cheek, then raised his head and said, "Whoever says sorry should kiss him, how about it?"

Reed quickly nodded his head and pecked him on the cheek in agreement.

Jason had shaved once the day before yesterday, and was unfortunately cut on his chin by that unhandy razor. However, the beard stubble has grown a bit in the past two days, and the light red hair The wound was blocked, and the soft lips felt a bit itchy when they touched it.

After lunch is an afternoon of doing nothing.At this time, Reed began to feel drowsy, and a strong sense of dizziness seemed to emerge little by little like swollen water.The reason is that the medicine he is currently using as mentioned before, because the ability of the Philosopher's Stone is too arrogant. After all, it is a legendary stone that can make people live forever. If you want to make peace with the half-assed vampire blood in his body It still takes a lot of effort to get along with each other. The potion that Zatana adjusted is to neutralize the two different magical powers and create a balance point, so when the effect of the potion kicks in, Reed is always sleepy—but today it seems Very dizzy.

"Are you sleepy?" Jason was used to Reed falling asleep at every turn. He stood up and drew the heavy curtains in the room to block out the bright light outside. "I'm here, go to sleep."

He didn't seem to have heard Jason's words before he fell into the drowsy blackness.

Maybe it's because of the knot in his heart, or because the things that were on his shoulders in the past are now being taken off a little bit, Reed hasn't had such a depressing and dull dream for a long time.What I dream about now is still trivial things, such as the things between him and Jason, the things between him and under Albion, the goblins and the students of the clock tower...but it's all about relaxation Yes, so when I open my eyes occasionally, I can't tell the real dream from reality, and my brain is in a trance for a while before I realize whether it is reality or still a dream.

When Reed opened his eyes again, it was dark in the ward. The standby equipment was placed in the corner, and the red light flickered. Jason was sleeping next to him. The two of them pressed their foreheads against each other, breathing long And calm.

When did it come up?He opened his eyes and stared at it for a long time, thinking about it, and then realized that he had also asked this sentence out of his mouth.

"Huh?" His Adam's apple moved, and he found that he seemed to be able to speak again.

Could it be in a dream?It stands to reason that the throat would not recover so quickly, and Reed looked at the person in front of him with his mind still a little swollen.

The black eyelashes were drooping, and the sleeping person in front of him looked very peaceful, almost no different from usual, the only change was that the smell on his body today was not very familiar, and the light tobacco smell that he was used to before The difference is a soft, faint fragrance of lavender.

It should be in a dream.Reed came to a conclusion. Occasionally, some people would have such a lucid dream, right?

He raised his chin a little, shortened the slight distance between the two, and lightly touched the other's lips, his mind was still dizzy, and the touch of lips and teeth was slightly unreal feel.

But right now, I'm in a dream, and I can do whatever I want.

So Reed felt relieved, leaned closer, and pried open the other's lips with the tip of his tongue, trying to find some familiar taste from it.

"..." Jason woke up with half-closed eyes.The dark green eyes stared at the person in front of him in silence, and after a while he raised his hand, pressed the other person's shoulder, and pressed the person back when Reed took a breath.

"So enthusiastic? Did you have a nightmare?" Jason asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say you don't want to do it in the hospital?"

"This shouldn't be a nightmare..." Reed's eyes were full of water, and he muttered, "Because it's in a dream."

"Throat is healed?" Jason didn't hear clearly, but he still accepted the other party's rare coquetry, pinched the other party's waist with ease, and hugged him, "What did you just say, sleepy-"

Reed lowered his head to kiss him again, blocked the unfinished sentence, frowned and thought: Why can't I find that familiar smell?

"Looking for what?" Jason was dazed by Reed's kitten-like stickiness.

"The smell of smoke is gone..." Reed sat on him and complained condescendingly, "Jason doesn't know how to use lavender-scented perfume, even in a dream, can't his character collapse?"

"...He will," Jason stared at him for a while, as if he suddenly realized Reed's current situation, and said with a smile, "I just bought it yesterday, and I changed it because I was afraid you couldn't sleep well. .”

"Impossible," said Reed, pulling at his face, "you liar."

"You'll find out if you're a liar later." Jason almost died laughing, turned over and put him under him, "Does my appearance just make you feel insecure? Hmm?"

Reed's wet eyes looked at him puzzledly, like an innocent little animal that could be slaughtered by him, Jason couldn't stand being stared at, so he lowered his head to kiss him again, this time biting Reed's cunt with a little force Lips, tearing as if to leave a wound on it.

The slight pain from his lips made Reed's brain clear for a while, and he returned to reality. The floating sense of unreality finally landed. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, raised his hand and pushed the other party, "Huh—wait a minute, It's not...not a dream?"

"Hey, if it was a dream, would Reed become so enthusiastic?" Jason finally couldn't help laughing, the tip of his nose brushed against Reed's cheek, and he could feel the vibration of his chest against the touching skin : "Then let's treat it as a dream."

"After all, you can do anything in your dreams."

"......"Help!

The vampire was pinned down on the bed and could not move.

I don't want to stay in England anymore, let me go home.