The end game [Zhongyingmei]

【Notice: This chapter has been replaced】

Did Sisley leave him, or did he fail to protect her?

During the not-too-long flight, Bruce Wayne has been thinking about this question.He frowned tiredly, and his eyelids trembled subconsciously in a state of sleepiness.The closer he was to New York, the more turbulent his heart was, and the calmer his expression became.

That little baby, with the same blood as his, swore to protect her and give her the best and happy life in the world, but he never witnessed her birth, and was absent for 15 years in the following time. Year.

Bruce could see how this strange girl would react.She will probably be shocked by his identity, and then feel wronged and complained, just like every ordinary 16-year-old girl, maybe she will cry, be puzzled, and question.He made her suffer on the outside for 15 years and she should behave like that.

To make matters worse, he had a hard time convincing himself to bring her back to Gotham.He knew very well that Gotham would not accept her, that there would be unavoidable arrows under his wings, and that any Gotham person would suffer a certain degree of accident, just as Gotham would eventually rot itself.

But Bruce found it difficult to think calmly about the countermeasures.Meditation became very rare, and Bruce found that his mind was often distracted. The smiling face of the baby and the blurred face of the girl in the ID photo overlapped each other, twinkling like distant stars.

Sisley was not unexpected.

She is lost and found.

The belated dull pain stabbed Bruce's eyes when he saw the bright sunshine in New York.He stepped out of the plane, stood on the escalator, and breathed in the strange atmosphere full of hustle and bustle, without saying a word.

Summer is hot and hot, but Bruce's fingertips are always cold.

A black Bentley parked silently and swiftly at the entrance of the hospital.

The door of the ward was pushed open bit by bit, and the corridor light brought in a faint shadow, winding to the side of the bed.

In less than 24 hours, there were two horror movie scenes, but Sisley didn't notice it.

The girl's whole little head was buried in the quilt, and Bruce couldn't see her facial features, only a small side of the cheek that couldn't be covered by the black hair, and he could see the slight blood color sleeping in this sound dream.The potion in the hanging bottle was about to run out, and the wrist bone of her hand resting outside the quilt was so thin that it would break if pinched, it was pale, light blue, with slender knuckles, beautiful like a marble sculpture.

There was a bouquet of flowers on the small table. There was no card written on it, but it was obvious that the color and flower arrangement were carefully selected.

In the ward, the TV was turned to silent, the windows were closed tightly, only the occasional wind from the air conditioner, and the girl's peaceful and even breathing.

In less than a second, Bruce quietly overturned all his previous imagination about the child.

He stood by the bed and watched Sisley's sweet sleeping appearance for a while, then retreated out without a sound.

The door of the ward was closed again.

Bruce, who became extremely calm, was no longer anxious about waiting for several hours. The hospital was empty, his bodyguards were standing in the corridor, and Dick was sitting in the family waiting chair, showing him a smirk silently.

"Finally reassured?" Bruce saw his oldest adopted son lip smacking.

Bruce glanced at him lightly, neither acknowledging nor denying.

— they didn't know, Ken was listening to them calmly.He didn't wake Sisley, just because he recognized Bruce's face.

Ken was still sitting on the collapsed crossbar, slowly cleaning his knife.

Under the moonlight, the metal blade shone with a creepy cold light.

— Sisley, wake up.

"……What's wrong?"

Sisley was sleepy and her eyes were dim, and she felt that she had become slightly overheated again.She opened her eyes, and blinked her long eyelashes a few times. For a while, there was a blurred halo in front of her eyes, and the familiar dryness and pain spread from her nasal cavity and mouth.

[Our company's punishment mechanism can only guarantee that it will not cause harm to players, but there are still many bugs in the sub-function. 】The system went online immediately, and demonstrated fifty high-intensity dismounts, 【The intensity of the reminder measures needs to be weakened, and the player Sisley Wayne should be effectively broadcast to make a decision in the remaining ten hours. 】

【...】

[This problem has been reported back to the company, thanks to the contribution of player Sisley Wayne, we hereby offer game currency and diamond rewards. 】

Just a game bug.Sisley retrieved this message, and her depressed mood quickly returned to normal.

—Go and ask the nurse to remove the needle for you.

It took Sisley's burning little head five or six seconds to respond to "I have a fever again" and "Ask the nurse to remove the needle".She grunted and chirped, and fumbled around the head of the bed with her free hand, trying to press the call button without opening her eyes.

The buttons feel terribly cold to the touch. Could it be the surface made of glass?Sisley almost fell over.Her whole body ached, she clenched her teeth, the whole body pain brought by the low-grade fever felt like tiny needles pierced through every pore, stirring over and over at the edge of flesh and blood.

In the blurred light, Sisley vaguely saw the green light of the button being lit.

She breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the pillow with difficulty.

The door of the ward opened.

Did the nurse come so quickly?Sisley whimpered indistinctly. She tried hard to open her eyes, but she could only be pierced by the corridor lights and tears rolled down her face.The sound of footsteps went straight to the bedside.

A slightly cold big hand held her wrist and gently pressed the hose.The adhesive tape was removed, and the owner of the hand quickly pulled out the needle, and tightly pressed the bleeding point with a medical cotton pad.

Well, a male nurse who was quiet all the time, Sisley could feel the red marks on the back of her hands from those callused hands.But this kind of grip is not aggressive at all. Ken didn't remind her aloud that Sisley didn't feel any danger, but it felt good to be held down like this to stop the bleeding.

She really didn't have the strength to withdraw her wrist, so she could only prick up her ears and listen carefully to the male nurse's voice.

He sat on the edge of the bed, silently pressing the back of his hand to stop the bleeding; Sisley remembered that when he walked in, there was no sound of the trolley moving, and normal nurses would pull out the needles He did not dispose of medical waste such as hanging bottles in the end.

"Who are you?" she asked in a low voice.

Bruce stared at her deeply, he heard a great shock in his heart, and was a little speechless for a while.

Leaving aside all his own fantasies, his girl has grown into a flower-like age where he has not been able to witness.But how?She is one of the most beautiful and softest flowers in the garden of the world, but it looks like it will wither soon.

The hand she placed on his palm was scaldingly hot, she feebly closed her long eyelashes half-closed, her icy blue eyes were unfocused, trying to look at him, at this stranger, but she could barely open her eyes, thin Like an abandoned kitten.

There were bursts of sad love and pity in Bruce's heart in an instant, and even more happiness after fear.If this thin flower bone cannot be kept in the palm of the hand all the time, it is almost doomed to wither in the wind.

It was all his fault, but he managed it in time.

"I'm Bruce Wayne."

He said his name as smoothly as possible, and obeyed his old father's will. When the girl trembled, he wrapped his soft little hand as he wished; the girl's slender knuckles and the baby's tender little fist It was completely different, but Bruce felt strangely familiar, as if the grown Sisley was still the same as the baby he cared for.

"I'm your father." Bruce whispered.