The end game [Zhongyingmei]

Tim decided not to dwell on where Sisley's "friend" came from for a while.

He lightly pressed the girl's shoulder with the heel of his palm.Her skin was icy cold by the wind, like a small piece of fine jade, almost no longer warm.Even in summer, in Gotham, the wind at this time cannot be underestimated.

"Let's go, Sisley." Tim still decided to interrupt Sisley.Ordinary people have a chance to catch a cold if they play like this, not to mention her physique.

He was prepared for Sisley to act coquettishly and show reluctance, and it would be okay to stay for another 5 minutes; but she just said "um", and then obediently grabbed his sleeve and got down from the railing, He led her to a relatively unattractive restaurant.

The strength in holding him was very light, only occasionally pulling softly, like an obedient child.Tim let her tug like that, as pampering as watching a kitten pick up wool.

Well-behaved kids are always lovable.

If it was Damian, he would either have finished a fight with the person blocking him, or just ignore him and leave-not that Tim can't accept this, he doesn't mind fighting, and compared to showing up suddenly Sisley, Tim felt that his relationship with Damian might be a little closer.

This has nothing to do with Sisley's personality.She is a very likable girl, and it can be seen from a short contact, her unreserved frankness is the cutest part of her, she is beautiful, weak and obedient.But regardless of whether she is like this or not, Tim has already made preparations and attitudes towards her, and he is not prepared to change for her.

He believed the rest of the family did too.

How the hell can superheroes get along with normal people who don't know who they are!Arriving late and leaving early without excuses, or even not coming; sleepy and withdrawn at inappropriate timing; conversations can collapse if the words are wrong, and not everyone has such a high awareness that they understand that their ranking in the hearts of loved ones is even lower than that of strangers.People have self-esteem, and when they are hurt, they can't help stabbing others, as if they are equal—in fact, they will only push each other further and further away.

Especially since Batman would acquiesce to this happening.

He will hold her firmly in the palm of his hand in the dark, he will indeed, except for the desire to control, Tim believes that Batman cares about this little daughter, but on the bright side, they can give her a lot, and they can give her nothing. There is no way to give it to her.

Sooner or later the newcomer to the family accepts this and turns into a wilting little sunflower.When Tim thought of this, a subtle sense of guilt surged up, which entangled him for a while.

He gave the name of the restaurant, then stood by, giving Sisley time and space to text "her friend."

Following Ken's instructions, Sisley found the mobile phone in the bag, unlocked it according to the password he said, and began to actually send messages to the number marked as Mephisto.

Ken always puts everything in order.

Sisley was distracted while typing jerky.

——Ken stroked the ends of her hair lightly in the consciousness space, and went back almost immediately so as not to waste the energy bar.Mephisto didn't say anything, as if once Sisley spoke about her past, the two of them would stand there quietly as punishment.

—— Sisley was suddenly shocked by Mephisto.

sorry!Sisley apologized at the speed of light, wearing the big beauty vest, the essence is still Sisley, and the other one was also coaxed by the speed of light.

Tim squinted for a while as the vehicle approached the restaurant.With his eyes closed, he listened to the silence in the car, not even the rustling of clothes, and suddenly remembered that Sisley hadn't received any news until now.

There was no ringing or light, and she simply put the phone back in her bag without looking at it again.

It seems that she firmly believes that as long as she sends a message, the other party can see it.

Tim opened his eyes as the car slowed significantly.

Sisley is also closing her eyes to catch up on sleep. Her sleeping posture is much more pleasing to the eye than his. Her whole body is pressed against the window, her long eyelashes fluttering like crow feathers, and her small face looks even more snow-white in the gloomy light of Gotham, almost almost Counting it into the abnormal category, like a solidified plaster statue, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw it.

He restrainedly touched Sisley's arm, ready to wake her up.

—I go in through the front door?

Meanwhile, Mephisto asked.

——It would be better for her to go to you, so as not to cause trouble.

Ken sat on the charred stake, not cleaning his knife, not knowing what to think.The cool, wind-like consciousness enveloped Sisley, removing those thorn-like Mephisto currents for her.

I should buy you a bucket of popcorn.

--It doesn't matter.Ken calmly comforted her.

Sisley sighed regretfully. In the daily outfit, she didn't change the color of Mephisto's hair. In addition, for the sake of character design, the synchronization rate of the desire ribbon should be at least [-]%. ——

The car stopped.

Sisley also opened her eyes suddenly, and Tim was still looking at her. She was not too far away from him, so she saw a little strange emotion in Tim's eyes.She didn't think much about it. It's quite common for people to be startled by another person who suddenly opened their eyes.

"Are we there, brother?" She asked a little sleepily as the temperature in the car was moderate and the seats were soft.

"Here we go," Tim said. "Your friend...is she here?

"She'll be there." Sisley was still sitting in the car, Tim walked around to the other side to help her open the car door, and heard the girl whisper, "Mephisto has always taken good care of me, She takes me to the hospital when I'm sick, she looks a bit fierce, but she has a really good temper."

A white lie is not a lie when it is rounded up!Sisley thought happily, the rest was true, Mephisto was just another her, and of course she took good care of herself.

"Okay, okay..." Tim sounded suspicious, but quickly recovered his normal tone.

Gotham is approaching evening again, and the weather today is better than usual, so the color of the sunset is more colorful, with layers of clouds and fish scales, and the sky looks like blood red after the sunset is murdered.It will be dark soon, and Tim has reserved the restaurant, so he can lead Sisley to the door of the restaurant at this time.And the light here was like daylight, and he didn't see anyone waiting here.

"Your friend—" Tim lowered his head slightly, just about to say something to Sisley.

Out of the corner of his eye he caught a tinge of light purple.

Across the parking lot stood a tall, slender woman with her back to them, but the familiar purple hair grabbed Tim's sensitive nerves.

"Sisley." He whispered, and immediately straightened his body, trying to protect the girl behind him.

What responded to him was the girl's puzzled eyes.

"Mephisto!" Sisley couldn't help but smile, her face was about to turn red, she yelled happily, ran out from Tim who was about to make a protective gesture, and looked defenseless. The gesture ran towards the other self.

Mephisto laughed louder than her in the conscious space, Ken held back his laughter in the joyous atmosphere, and Sisley jumped up and down like a light white butterfly, perfectly avoiding Tim's attempt to fish Her returning hand ran straight towards what he thought was the source of danger.

The woman with the familiar light purple curly hair turned around.The familiar yet unfamiliar face turned around enough for Tim to see it clearly; it was an extremely beautiful face, but without the bloodstains that often wrapped her around her, and the red ribbons that wrapped around each other, he didn't dare to recognize it.From the lips to the top, there are a pair of eyes that humans also have, light snow blue, blue-blue-although it is rare, it is indeed normal.

Tim felt like he was being torn in two.

He was silent and tongue-tied. On the one hand, he wanted to drag Sisley back, while all the cells in his body were screaming for danger, while rationally telling him that there are two similar people in the world. On the one hand, he collapsed because of various coincidences, and in the end he could only watch Looking at the woman and looking at Sisley, she smiled, showing her neat white teeth, not the sharp shark teeth like the red ribbon.

The beautiful woman not far away stretched out her arms, tightly hugging Sisley who was running towards her.

The two of them hugged each other, they were so intimate that they didn't know what they were talking about, and then they looked at him in unison.The beautiful woman smiled at him kindly, while Sisley waved at him.This weird, tight atmosphere—something Tim's overheated mind suddenly notices.

One thing is nothing compared to the above, but it is extremely important in the present moment.

The two people did not separate after embracing: Sisley's small hand and the woman's ring-wearing hand were naturally held together, their fingers intertwined.But it's not that Tim hasn't seen what it's like for a girl to be with her female friends, but interlocking fingers is too intimate, intimate beyond certain boundaries, and even to some extent means one thing.

Sisley is so obedient and so stupid, this woman looks smart enough to eat eight Sisleys.

With a "buzz", Tim's brain finally overheated and died.