Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

The new news from the vibration of the mobile phone reminded him that he had no time to care about it, and all his attention was concentrated on the figure outside at the same time.

Beside that person was a large suitcase, and her hand was resting on the black handle of the suitcase.

This scene is somewhat familiar.On that rainy day a few months ago, that love/encounter was like this.

Just turned his back to him, so that he couldn't see her face clearly.

Sherlock frowned disapprovingly.

But even so, under the condition that he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, just such a highly similar back figure easily attracted all his eyes.

This made him want to see the other person's face.

I really want to.

The green light soon turned on, and just as the strange girl was about to walk across the zebra crossing, Sherlock stood up suddenly.

He made a big move, knocking down the cup of coffee in front of him, and the dark brown liquid inside poured out instantly, almost wet his trouser legs.The waiter in the coffee shop quickly came over and began to clean up the mess, taking advantage of the time to clean up, he said with concern: "Sir, are you okay?"

Sherlock didn't answer her, his eyes just kept staring at the slender figure.

The other party seemed to sense something, and turned around with a puzzled expression.

At the moment when he turned his head, Sherlock's face was stained with obvious disappointment.

Not her.

[I'm sorry, I can't go today due to something, I'm sorry. 】

Qinghe was walking on the side of the street, looking down at his phone, but typed and deleted what was obviously just such a simple sentence, and his mouth pouted slightly, as if he had encountered some ancient problem.

Anyway, he has to give him an explanation in the end!

Qinghe thought so, closed his eyes, and poked the send button.

As a result, this message was seen by him as soon as it was sent, and he actually replied, 【Next time is fine. 】

... so good-tempered?

Through this reply, Qinghe felt that the other party's mood was very peaceful for no reason.

But Sherlock should [-]% dislike being let go. He values ​​his time so much.

Could it be that this netizen is not actually Sherlock?

Qinghe thinks this idea is not impossible, after all, the world is not...not that small, is it an old lover who just matches someone on the Internet?

But her usual lucky E physique also made her unable to really relax.

While thinking about what to do next, there was a sudden bang and it started to rain heavily.

Qinghe was unprepared for this. When she went out today, she clearly read the weather forecast, and the forecast was sunny!

While complaining about the weather forecast in her heart, she found a random shop and got in.

This store is a chain store, which mainly sells some daily necessities that little girls like, and of course there are some cute packaged snacks and the like.

There was no one in the store at this time, so Qinghe decided to go in for a walk, then buy an umbrella and leave.

It's so pitiful for children without umbrellas when it's raining heavily.

It's just... It's also possible that the rain had stopped by the time she finished walking around. After all, this kind of heavy rain comes and goes quickly.

And just as she pushed open the glass door of the store to go in, another person quietly locked her.

Bruce's original plan hadn't actually included coming to New York.

Even the charity reception he was going to attend in New York was supposed to be turned down.

It's just that his instinct told him he had to come to this city to see it.

Sure enough, a surprise appeared.

Bruce was sitting in a luxury car. He had just witnessed Qinghe sneaking into the corner store to hide from the rain.

Probably because the mask had been wet by raindrops, the black-haired girl stopped wearing it, but pulled it up to her chin.

In doing so, her pretty face became even more distinct in Bruce's vision.

Since Qing He mysteriously disappeared in Gotham not long ago, Bruce's already upside down day and night routine became even more chaotic, so that he suffered from insomnia.He originally thought she was very special, but before he could transplant her into his garden and take good care of this special flower, the bouquet disappeared.

He originally thought that Qinghe was captured by dangerous elements in Gotham, after all, the latter's luck was once so bad that he was thrown into the ACE chemical pool.In order to find out her whereabouts, the dangerous elements in the prison have been changed one after another. With Batman's hard work, Gotham really has the hope of being rated as one of the top ten peaceful cities.

but……

So far it does not appear to be the case.

Her disappearance, I have to say, has cast a layer of gloom on Batman's already dark world.

The look in his eyes became inquiring, and he said to the driver, "Let's stop here for a while."

He wanted to take a good look at what this little girl looked like when she was not in front of him.

But to Qinghe's disappointment, the rain actually became heavier and heavier.If it was just the sudden bean-sized raindrops that fell heavily on the ground, now it is as fierce as a knife falling from the sky.

Countless raindrops hit the perfectly repaired street floor tiles, splashing waves of water.Even with the eaves extending to the outside, the glass of the shop window can't help being splashed with water.

so much rain...

Qinghe stood in front of the glass door of the store, looked at the white umbrella he just bought in his hand, and suddenly felt a little uncertain.

With such a heavy rain, even if you use an umbrella, you will still be drowned.

Don't ask her why she knows, the main reason is that she has experienced that wet feeling.

Well.

Qinghe took a step back honestly.

She looked at the person standing inside the cash register and asked, "Can I stay here a little longer? It's really raining outside...but I won't hinder your store's business! I'll just stand In the corner, okay?"

The cashier is a little girl, who may have come here as a temporary worker, and she said straightforwardly, "Of course!"

Qinghe said thank you again, then stood aside and waited silently.

I don't know when the rain will stop...

In fact, Qinghe has a little habit.That is, she actually likes rainy days.

Of course, it was the kind that silently admired the rainy scene outside without taking a step out of the door.

Hmm... To be honest, walking in the rain is not impossible.

She likes the feeling of rain falling on her hands, and also loves the coolness of the air.To be honest, she often sticks her hand out the window and feels the rain on her skin.

Therefore, she didn't feel embarrassed to stay in the store after asking for permission. Instead, she began to silently admire the street scene through the bright glass.

Alas, I haven't really appreciated the city much yet.

Qinghe didn't notice Bruce sitting in the luxury car not far away, let alone that Bruce was actually looking at her.

The driver didn't understand why Bruce would suddenly tell him to stop here, since it was actually not allowed to park for too long.

But out of the corner of his eye, he saw the overly focused expression on Bruce's face, and he was a little embarrassed to remind him.

Forget it, just issue the ticket, anyway, my young master has plenty of money.

But... what the hell is he looking at?

The driver rested his hands on the steering wheel boredly. Out of curiosity, he followed Bruce's eyes and saw the girl who was standing in the shop to hide from the rain.

The driver clicked his tongue twice in his heart.What should he be? It turns out that he has/enchanted/encountered.

Bruce saw her through the glass, so from the man's point of view, Qinghe seemed to be standing in the window and looking out.

Her face was extremely delicate, and he had a vague feeling that Qinghe didn't really belong to this world, she was a person who was outside the world.

Bruce suddenly wished that the world was a giant crane machine, or a showcase, whatever, so that he, through the glass, could buy her with money, and buy his little love with money.

I don't know how long it took, the sky seemed to sense something, and the rain finally stopped.

Bruce saw Qinghe coming out of the store, as if he was about to leave.

The man in a suit and leather shoes immediately opened the door and got out of the car.Before slamming the car door, he said to the driver, "Go back and leave me alone."

Immediately, he walked towards Qinghe.

I didn't see you last time, and nothing will make you run away this time.

No, just a few steps out of the store, Qinghe bumped into a man.

Her attention just now was entirely on her newly bought umbrella, and she really didn't look at the road very much. She was about to say sorry, but when she looked up, she met those deep brown eyes unexpectedly.

When seeing the handsome face of the other party that thousands of girls can't forget, Qinghe took a breath, and then thought that he didn't have any disguise this time, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

Reason told her that she should say hello when she met an acquaintance by coincidence, but...she really didn't know what she should say.

hehe.Is it "Hey what a coincidence, Bruce, how are you doing in Gotham" or "I don't know what happened to me when I disappeared last time".

No matter which one is mentioned, it feels logically difficult to come back.

Damn it, it's fine to keep traveling in different worlds. Now that the world line is closed, isn't this intentional to add to her obstacles?

As for carpe diem, she hasn't thought about it, but won't this really speed up the collapse of the world?

Alas, Qinghe felt that her previous life must have been a math problem, it was too difficult.

So, Bruce saw the black-haired girl in front of her raised her hand like a beckoning cat and beckoned lightly, with an official smile on her face.

Her reaction really made Bruce very dissatisfied.

He frowned.He didn't speak for a while, but just stared at her intently.

Please, this will only make Qinghe more nervous.

"You...why do you keep looking at me? Is there something on my face?" Qing He hesitated and asked.

"No." Bruce finally replied, "It's just, is this your attitude when you see me now?"

The handsome man's tone actually sounded a little inexplicably aggrieved, at this moment Qinghe once again saw the shadow of a Gotham playboy on his face, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then, what attitude do you think I should have?" Qing He pushed the boat along.

Bruce groaned, showing a lingering smile, "You were not so polite when you touched me."

People, people, people, the most embarrassing thing is to be overturned!

Hearing this, Qinghe focused his eyes on Bruce's face more intently than before, only seeing that the other side's expression was normal, but compared with when he was in the manor, he had a more romantic feeling.

It's that kind of elegance.

When he smiled, the radiance seemed to illuminate everything around him.He looks so different from Batman in this way.

If Qinghe didn't know his secret, he might be deceived by his flawless smile now.

Indeed, no one would have thought that the ignorant playboy turned out to be the frightening dark knight.

After staring at him for a while, she was suddenly flustered by his gentle smile, Qinghe felt the heat on her face suddenly rise, she quickly turned her eyes away.

"What, what is Pingci?" It's just that the girl's tone is getting lighter and lower, and the volume is getting lower and lower.

Her reaction really amused Bruce, and he couldn't help but reach out and rub her soft, fluffy hair.

It was nice not getting wet from the rain.

"If that's the case, then I won't tease you." Bruce said very well, but before he could savor the soft touch carefully, Qinghe slapped his hand away mercilessly, then covered his head, Eyelashes slightly raised and stared at him.

"Don't touch it! The president is not tall!" Qing He gritted his teeth.

"What's the point?" Bruce asked back, as he thought of a funny thing.

"The last time I went to the hospital—"

His tone was gloomy, and it was more like a questioning than a simple statement of the facts. When Qing He thought of the scene at that time, he felt embarrassed for himself. Before the other party finished speaking, he jumped up and covered his face. Mouth.

Qinghe's movements were so flustered that she didn't even care about the new umbrella she just bought, and let it slip from her arms and land on the ground with a thud.

"Stop talking!" Qinghe stopped, and the next second she met Bruce's eyes, she softened her tone again, "Is it okay?" Bruce was very reluctant to admit it, but he actually liked hearing this kind of coquettish tone .He knew many beautiful women in Vanity Fair, and because of his personality, he would communicate with them a lot, but every time, he would automatically block those women's coquettish calls, because it sounded sticky and uncomfortable.

But in front of her she was different from others.

He couldn't tell the specifics, anyway, it was different, very different.

Bruce nodded subtly, and Qinghe felt relieved, and was about to withdraw her hand, after all, it was a bit difficult for her to cover Bruce's mouth with her height.

The arm has been raised for a long time, making it a little sore.

Qinghe just wanted to take back her hand, but Bruce grabbed her wrist unexpectedly, and then a soft thing was printed on her dry palm.

Qinghe's eyes widened, and before she could react, in the next moment, a bright red tongue/tip/tip/tipped/stretched out/from Bruce's soft lips, and licked/the palm of her hand.