The end game [Zhongyingmei]

When Dick took Sisley back to the hospital, Sisley looked around for a while but didn't see Natasha; the red-haired beauty was always like a too-good illusion, disappearing herself on any occasion needed. trace.

"What are you looking for?"

The night wind was too cool. Without even thinking about it, Dick took off the windbreaker and put it on Sisley, making her shoulders sink under the weight. Anyway, he would not catch cold in his own shirt.Sisley saw the characteristics of Ken in Dick again, tall, strong, flexible and flexible, with amazing explosive power buried under every muscle.

It is quite stressful for ordinary people, but Sisley's eyes slowly fell on her brother's unobstructed back line, and her eyes gradually became complicated.jpg.

"...No, I didn't find anything."

She is really a member of Marvel, but the knowledge point of "DC Nightwing has something as famous as Captain America" ​​is too common!But, but!Damn it, Sisley, where is your conscience, such a good big Captain America visits sick with flowers, such a good big brother takes you out for dinner, and you are still thinking about others after receiving such care █?

——Ken seemed to want to say something, but he was almost immediately intimidated by the [-]-ban emoji in Sisley's mind.

A warm hand grabbed Sisley suddenly, saving her from tripping to the ground a few seconds later.

"Look at the road." Dick said funny and gentle, he supported Sisley's whole body firmly with one hand, Natasha is like this, Ken is like this, and Captain America is like this.Ken is another Sisley, but she is indeed too weak as the main body.

Sisley's ears and cheeks blushed, and she was dragged in a daze.

- You are normal.

Has Ken overcame the shock from the [-]-ban emoji package in a short period of time?

--No.

The other party went offline suddenly, and Sisley smiled happily in her heart for a while.

Getting to know Chaoying is really interesting sometimes, especially watching Chaoying in vests, you can see them showing their feet in strange places from time to time.Extraordinary speed, reaction, strength, as long as it has some characteristics, it is simply a law to be seen through at certain moments.

She doesn't force others or hide, but Sisley is willing to confess herself.

Love is the sincerity of pain, the warm embrace and affirmation, and the unguarded closeness, not the alienation in the name of protection, the explanation that never expires, the deep love that does not agree with the heart.

If you don't pour it all out, and don't let the other party know all the time, that kind of love is destined to be clear only to the bystanders.

"Brother," Dick opened the car door for her, and Sisley sat in obediently.Under the street lamp, her icy blue eyes were shining brightly, "Can you tell me something about your family?"

"Home?" Dick got into the cab and started to reverse the car, "Your third and fourth brothers are still left in Gotham, they..." Pretty good?Dick's mind raced through Tim's perpetually kidney-damaged face and Damian's little...forget it.

"Very good." The young master spoke a lie with difficulty.

Sisley believed it.

"I really want to meet them." Sisley showed the cutest and softest smile in the world in Dick's opinion. Her two delicate fingers moved around, and a small and beautiful doll grew up like her. , "Will Daddy let me see them?"

Dick didn't answer.Who can figure out Bruce's temper?Dick had been by his side all the way to New York, and he'd seen how nervous Bruce was about this daughter, so he wasn't sure if he'd take Sisley to Gotham.

Such a dangerous, dark city, such a huge malice that eats people all the time... Dick couldn't help but close his eyes tightly when he thought of a name.Bruce had lost so much, and if something happened to Sisley, Batman would probably go crazy.

"I don't know," Dick said.

The streets at night seemed a little quiet, and he was even more surprised by his indifferent attitude.He regretted it as soon as he said it, but he couldn't take it back, Sisley was only 16 years old, she—

"Ah, I see."

He heard Sisley say softly.

The next second, her icy blue eyes looked over, and the innocent light made Dick's heart tremble, "Is it because Gotham is too dangerous?"

Sisley didn't think wildly at all, and without barriers, she generously gave all the trust a 16-year-old girl can give to her family she has never met.

...why the hell is that, Dick choked. ………… Bruce must show me this car video today. Even if my Dick is pressed into the coffin, I will use my hoarse throat to let him experience what is called a straight ball from a kitten.Who can stand it, he won't need to add sugar to his morning coffee for the next 30 years.

"Yes." No matter how turbulent his heart was, Dick didn't show any strange expression on his face.

"Alright then." Sisley withdrew her gaze, and continued leaning on the car window to look at the passing street lights.She didn't take this conversation as anything at all, she just asked in a normal way, and she was currently painting and drawing on a small piece of foggy glass corner.Dick glanced at it when the light turned green, and it was a heart.

Ah, it's the cat stepping on the little plum blossoms in the snow.

When Dick's car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Sisley had already fallen asleep on her side. She had a peaceful face, and the long eyelashes on the right side of her face were full of moonlight.

Bruce sent him a text saying he was upstairs in the ward.

she is sleeping.

There are a few things I need to tell you about Sisley.

Dick returned him.

Dick looked at her for a while, then went around to the other side, stretched out his arms to hug her, and he moved slowly until Sisley was completely embraced in his firm and warm embrace.

Every bone in her was where he could feel it now, thin, brittle, so light that Dick didn't even think he was holding a sixteen-year-old girl.Dick's arm went around her thin back, and all the subtle sounds were clear to him, such as the sound that followed Sisley's breathing, slight, muddy, like a kitten's snore.

But it would be nice if it was actually this harmlessly cute.

Dick couldn't help hallucinating that he was holding a dying bird in the palm of his hand.

Only genuine, careful enough care can keep her in this world, not a randomly selected remote nest.Sometimes something terrible happens so far away that if it's just too late, things become irreversible.

— Sisley.

Ken woke Sisley at the door of the ward.His consciousness enveloped Sisley's, and the slightly lower temperature of the night wind inside made her awake in an instant.

"Brother?" she whispered dreamily, but it was obvious that Dick heard.

"I'm here." Dick shook his arm, and thoughtfully relaxed.The girl probably wanted to get down, her little head was a little sleepy, and her steps were slower than a real kitten.Dick wasn't in a hurry, he just had to make sure she didn't fall again or something.

Sisley unscrewed the door of the ward by herself.

Wow.

She sighed and babbled at Ken, sharing his surprise at the level of booze in the air.However, the smell of alcohol can also be divided into good smell and bad smell. She thinks that she can accept the oriental floral fragrance mixed with cherry liqueur flavor.

It's really miserable to be a fake playboy, Sisley thought lovingly.

But obviously Bruce didn't realize she was awake,

Of course, he's reeking of alcohol in a very irresponsible polluted ward, so for a second, Bruce looks very overwhelmed.

——Especially when Sisley called out to her father in surprise, and then ran over to give him a hug.

Receiving the familiar disapproving gaze from the adopted son standing at the door of the ward, Bruce fell into a rare silence.The girl was sleepy, just happy to see him, but when Bruce lowered his head, he could see pink lip marks on the white shirt at some point.

Bruce: ...

"Go to sleep, Sisley." The rarely embarrassed old father still stroked his little daughter's long hair gently, "Wait for me for a while."

"Father?" The girl let go of his sleeves, and smiled at him with a small face similar to his.

"I'll be back in a minute."

Bruce promised.