The end game [Zhongyingmei]

At the moment when Mephisto reappeared in the real world, Xi·Severely Deprived of Sleep·S·S·Li had less than three hours of rest because of a moment of stupefaction Li pressed down on the edge of her nightgown and stepped on the ground around the second floor.

Sisley: ...!

Red Robin:! ! !

Tim, who was going downstairs, happened to bump into this scene, swallowed half a yawn, and was so frightened that he lost his sleepiness for a moment.

"you---!"

He desperately stretched out his arm to catch the stray cat, but his crooked fingertips brushed against the collar of Sisley's smooth satin pajamas, and the latter fell irretrievably towards the first floor. Sprained neck at least.

-----Do not be afraid.

Ken's consciousness, as warm and cool as the night sky, suddenly appeared.

"I do not have."

In mid-air, Sisley retorted silently.

Time was running out, and Ken rushed out of the space of consciousness in an instant and took over Sisley's body. Sisley's main body, who was sleepy and unconscious, began to salt fish confidently. She retreated into the space of consciousness peacefully, waiting for Ken to use The only landing method she learned in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.

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Hearing the sound, Dick knocked open the door of the side hall, leaped high in the air, spread its wings like a vigorous bird, and caught the falling chicks with its powerful wings.

Sisley wearing a mask: ...

Ken silently retracted his consciousness space, and dragged Sisley's consciousness out. Almost as soon as she appeared, Dick's arms wrapped around her shoulders, holding her firmly in his arms.

The tip of her nose bumped against the big blue bird's perfume-scented shirt. Sisley's ears were filled with the sound of the other party's intense heartbeat. Jawline, and then the familiar black hair and blue eyes.

"It's okay, it's okay." Dick gently patted the back of the girl in his arms, not knowing whether he was comforting himself or her, "It's okay..."

"elder brother?"

It was only then that Sisley came back to her senses and opened her eyes wide, "Why are you here?"

“…Christmas and New Years are our annual holidays.”

Even though he was still a little shocked, Dick answered Maomao's question first, and put her down by the way, "I just got home today, and I received a—————a surprise gift."

Dick also greets Tim as he walks up to the ground floor.

"Brother." Sisley tugged at the corner of Dick's clothes, motioning him to turn his gaze back to her, "It won't hurt if I fall from the second floor now."

Dick subconsciously touched her head and gave a noncommittal "hmm".

"No." Sisley said stubbornly, "Look."

Under Dick's slightly worried eyes, she staggered up the railing of the stairs on the first floor, avoided the hands of the cheap brothers who were reaching out to take her with her own ability, and instead used the perfect landing method to put every part of her body All the effort was exerted back on the expensive carpet of Wayne's house, and he sat up intact, looking at the two brothers with complicated expressions.

"How?" She stated the facts, "I'm not hurt."

——————It was like watching a little milk cat fall on its back.

thought Dick.

He bent down, held her arm, pulled her upwards slightly, lifted Sisley who was wearing a nightgown, put her on the ground and stood up.

"...It's amazing." The tall young man withdrew his hand and praised with difficulty.

Tim stood by, nodding, in agreement with Dick.

Sisley raised her eyes, her ice blue pupils scanned their faces, as if she was a little puzzled.

When a girl smiles, people even want to hold the whole world in front of her. When she is not smiling, she is also very delicate and lovely, like a porcelain doll made of white snow and rainwater.

Dick just looked at her a few more times, and was defeated by all the defenses he could have against cute things. He couldn't help but walked to Sisley, took her little hand, and walked towards the restaurant with her.

"How many days off do you have, brother?"

While obediently being held by her hand, Sisley asked softly.

"Not long." Dick slowed down so that the girls could keep up with him. "I took the rest of the vacation by the way. Three weeks."

"what."

Sisley let out a sympathetic syllable.

"That's what the adult world is like." Dick was amused by her. "When you grow up, the word 'holiday' won't appear in the dictionary."

Tim next to him frowned, acquiescing to Dick's words.

"Really?" Sisley said.

Her tone was curious and gentle, but under the drooping eyelids, her eyes were empty for a moment.

The breath of life faded from those beautiful ice-blue eyes, turning into glass beads hidden in the dark.

———————————————————————————————— It's her own smell that has been lingering around her from the beginning.

If the smell of eating her on Dick was just a drop of ink before, then now it is a small piece of ink stain, no matter the freshness or degree, it has become much heavier than the last time Sisley saw him .

The hands holding her were warm and broad, but Sisley felt cold all over.

"Did brother eat something before?" She suddenly asked softly, "It smells very good."

Ye Yi, who had been tossing around for hours by car, said, "..."

He couldn't help revealing a question mark emoji of the subway, the old man, and the mobile phone, but he still tried his best to recall it.

"...sugar?" the big blue bird finally said uncertainly.

He fumbled in his coat pocket, and finally found a pack of candies that his colleagues gave each other for Christmas, and he put the bag in front of Sisley without hesitation, signaling that she could take it all.

————— Not these.

Even if Ken's consciousness didn't appear at this time, Sisley could tell that this was just a pile of ordinary candies.

Dick beckoned, and in order to avoid favoritism, motioned for Red Robin to come and share the candy; the latter casually took the most marginal milk toffee, and walked away in silence.

Facing Dick's blue and clear eyes like a clear sky, Sisley still rejected the tempting invitation of "a whole bag of candies", and only picked from the pile of candies, and pulled out a rose-flavored fudge.

"Ah, this is what I ate before." Dick also looked down and explained enthusiastically.

Sisley picked up the candy and turned over the pink plastic wrapper, revealing the name of the product underneath that Dick had completely ignored.

"...rose deodorant candy."

She read the words on it silently, handed the candy to Dick, and motioned him to read it for himself.

As soon as the big blue bird came over to take a look, it broke out into an earth-shattering hearty laugh.

"Shut up, Grayson."

Damian's eerie voice came from upstairs, like a ghoul grinding its teeth.

"Sisley has a very keen sense of smell." Dick held back a smile, and helped her peel off the candy wrapper, "Is this the smell on me?"

"No."

Sisley obediently ate the candy and bit the sweet sandwich in half. She retorted in a low voice while the hamster chewed.

"...There is another kind of sweet smell, it's my brother who refuses to tell me the truth."

"This is a great injustice, my brother will be heartbroken."

I really enjoy writing my younger sister's daughter's cat and cat act like a spoiled child. With a smile in his voice, Dick performed a Hamlet-like heartbreak, then patted Sisley's hairy black hair, and promised, "Wait for me to think about it slowly, okay?"

"Pull the hook."

Sisley nodded, briefly let go of the hand held by Yeyi, and stretched out a thin white little finger.

Dick bent down slightly, also stretched out his little finger, hooked up with her solemnly, and shook.

Tim didn't see the toothache-sweet brother-sister relationship ahead of him. He covered his face tiredly, yawned with tears in his eyes, and hoped that after breakfast, he could go back to his room and sleep for six hours.

——————He accompanied Batman on the hunt all night, but when the Red Hood made up his mind to run away from their sight, he was like a slippery eel.

The breath of life that has not dissipated still filled his safe house, and even the little red flowers in the kitchen sink still had crystal drops of water, but the red head had disappeared without a trace, and escaped faster than anything else.

Batman half-kneeled on the ground, identified the dust on the ground for a few seconds, then raised his head, his eyes locked on the ventilation duct opening.

"Two people, go this way."

He confirmed in a low voice.

"It can match the surveillance." Tim reacted instantly, remembering the blond girl he saw from the surveillance camera before, "It's her, she is with the red hood."

"........."

Batman silently removed the vent opening, revealing a dark passage he clearly couldn't get through.

"He does have something on hand."

Under the mask, Bruce's voice was extremely cold, "It has something to do with that woman."

If "make the clown disappear" is indeed a rare good time that all Gotham people only appear in their dreams, after he disappeared for no reason, the atmosphere in the air did not become lighter, but became more and more tense , more and more heavy.

Clowns never die.

He will be resurrected again and again, entangled with the light infinitely, until the gold of dawn is dyed into dirty black by him, sinking with Gotham's long-corroded desire.

And the red ribbon—Mephistopheles—that woman—being the last person to see the Joker, what on earth did she do, and what did the Joker do, to bug Bruce and keep him up at night? terrible phantom.

"........."

Thinking of this, Tim shook his head slightly to drive these things out of his mind. He took apart the milk taffy and threw it into his mouth.

The mellow sweet smell dispelled Red Robin's gloomy mood from the very beginning, and Sisley seemed to have noticed his expression, and looked back at him quietly.

Tim met her gaze calmly.

The blue-eyed and snow-skinned girl in front pursed her lips and smiled. After confirming that he was fine, she turned her head happily and chatted with the mother bird who was holding her hand. Talking with his head slightly lowered, Tim suspected that he would suffer from severe cervical spondylosis before he was 30 years old.

Fortunately, Alfred's appearance saved Ye Yi's neck, and Sisley was taken aside to wipe her hands before being put into the dining room.

Damian didn't seem to have any plans to come down, but a sound of footsteps different from his came slowly, walking all the way to the door of the restaurant.

Alfred seemed to say something vaguely, his voice was very low.

The carved wooden door slid open silently, and Bruce in navy blue pajamas appeared in front of a litter of bat cubs.

"Sisley."

He took the main seat, took a sip of warm coffee, and then calmly said.

Sisley:?

Generally speaking, it is not a good thing to be called by your parents by your real name.

She cautiously stopped poking the beans, and looked up at her old father who seemed to have been unable to sleep for 48 hours.

"Don't play on the stairs next time."

Bruce whispered.

While picking up the newspaper, he raised his eyes and glanced at Sisley's direction, and successfully witnessed the whole process of a fluffy inflatable silly cat from being pricked to completely deflated, losing his dream and becoming a soft little salty fish .

Dick, sitting next to her, reached out quickly and stealthily to keep her from sliding off the seat.

"........."

Shaking the newspaper, Bruce turned his gaze away casually, and pressed back the corners of his slightly raised mouth.