The end game [Zhongyingmei]

Dick:? ? ? ?

Dick's smile gradually crumbled.

Dick forced himself into a smirk.

Dick suddenly fidgeted.

Dick looked at Sisley, and suddenly began to think about whether to lie to her. "Going on a picnic" is as dangerous to human beings as "Cherrys invaded New York and dropped nuclear bombs", or "Children can only go on picnics with a guardian's signature".

He eventually gave up.

In the afternoon sun, Dick followed Sisley's example and lay down on the picnic blanket with his hands behind his head. He looked down at Sisley's defenseless little face and asked softly.

"Why do you like your friends so much?"

"..." Sisley pondered for a while, "Because my friends also like me."

Dick just smiled, and gently rubbed the top of Sisley's hair.

"But there are many people in the world who will like you."

"It's different." Sisley closed her eyes and moaned, like a stubborn child, "I don't want other people's likes."

What I like about myself is of course different.

When you are in love, you always have to be careful about your appearance and worry about your temperament. Even when you buy a new perfume, you have to guess a thousand or eight hundred times in your heart whether the other party will remember it, whether it will like it, and whether it will be liked again. a bit.

But when he was taking care of himself, Ken could easily take Sisley to the bathroom to brush his teeth, and Mephisto could 100% follow Sisley's wishes and hold her in his arms.

Sisley no longer needs others to like her, she can raise herself very well.

"I don't want other people's likes."

She closed her eyes and muttered, the afternoon sun fell on her eyelids, it was a beautiful golden color that blinded for a short time, warm and bright.

Dick looked at the way Sisley said this, and didn't speak for a short time.

He followed the clues mentioned by Sisley himself, and made up a complete story in his brain.

Little Sisley lived in such a dark world, raised by a pack of dogs - Dick thought of this, gnashing his teeth, his heart hurt like a knife - tortured by the mad scientist until she met her friends.

Like the only small happy flower that bloomed in the great misfortune, or maybe Sisley's unique magical power tamed all the vicious dogs who dared to approach her.

They escaped the lab, and Sisley was completely dependent on her friends until Bruce brought his pups back to the den.

The killer couldn't speak, and the red ribbon had a morbid thirst for blood--Dick could imagine the gloomy days they lived, and it was not like he had never seen such a sight.

After all, the less visible the place is, the richer the reward will be.

Perhaps after each hunting of the Red Ribbon, they have to move away, tossing and turning in familiar and unfamiliar cities.

But Sisley was well raised.

She still has an innocent speech that is so pitiful and cute that it makes people cry, and she has a brave and straight ball that is more sincere than a child. Her expression has no resentment towards life, and there is no sadness in her eyes.

Until now, Dick still remembers the day when he met Sisley for the first time.

She was wearing a beautiful organza skirt, with black hair and snow skin, red lips and blue eyes, walking her way on her own, like a graceful flower.

Dick believed that Sisley's nature was so sweet and gentle.

At the same time, he believed that in this kind of world, with such an opening, it was the most difficult thing for Sisley to maintain her true nature.

"Then go play and have a picnic."

When he spoke this time, Dick's tone was gentler, and he said every word slowly, "Go and play wherever you want, brother is willing to believe that you will pay attention to safety."

How could Sisley know that Dick could make up such a lot of settings in such a short period of time!

Hearing an affirmative answer in her ear, she was so happy that even the virtual tail wagging behind her back would materialize. She cheered for the yes vote and prepared to take her freshly baked 1:0 to convince her old father.

Bruce's eyes were indifferent, and he put down the report in his hand.

Sisley wants to go to New York, okay.

Sisley wants to play with her friends, no...

He and Sisley, who was obediently sitting on the chair, looked at each other, and the latter tilted her head silently.

...No no.

Although it was Dick who cheated his old father severely this time, it has to be said that his words really entered Bruce's ears like a spell.

"Sisley also has her own life." Before that, Dick said seriously to him, "She doesn't owe us anything, but we owe her a lot."

"If you want to play, then go play."

Bruce's steel-blue eyes stared deeply into another pair of eyes similar to his own, as if seeing something through time.

Sisley noticed his eyes, carefully stood up from the chair, and spun around with her skirt.

"Are there any bugs on my skirt?" she asked softly.

The girl's skirt was ankle-length, and the material was draped like flower petals, shaking Bruce back to his senses.

"No." He pinched the bridge of his nose secretly, beckoning her to come over, "When do you want to go to New York?"

next week?next month?

"today!"

Sisley leaned in front of the old father and rubbed his wrist in a flattering manner.

Bruce: .

It is impossible to say that he has no regrets at all.

But words spoken, water spilled, Bruce Wayne has no penchant for going back.

"Do you know what you should bring?" the old father asked as calmly as possible.

Sisley didn't even think about it, "Ken will come to pick me up."

Bruce: Feeling suffocated

Now he really believes that Ken has no plans for Sisley, and if Ken beckons her to pass, she can be tied up obediently. For so many years, if Ken thinks about it, Sisley can be sold around the world three times .

The old father found that his ability to withstand the pressure of clowns had improved slightly in the past few years. At this time, he was able to calmly say the following points.

"I want you to find this man in addition to your friends as soon as you arrive in New York. You will live in the hotel according to his arrangement, and you have to tell me first and then tell him where you go, understand?"

Sisley nodded obediently.

"Wearing the bracelet, send me the location when you arrive at the hotel. New York is not safe, so you must call the person on this business card, understand?"

Sisley continued to nod obediently.

"Bring money." Bruce handed the black card to Sisley, and finally added in a deep voice, "Alfred will pack the things you want for you in a few minutes."

Sisley: The person concerned is very happy now!

The previous few times Bruce's rejection of Ken was so obvious that Sisley thought that her old father would not allow her to go to New York.

If he really refused, although Sisley would not be angry because of it, she would definitely be sad.

The tail of the picnic is about to catch up!It will be autumn soon!It's like the autumn series is good, but the summer limit is what many people want to collect no matter what.

Now she can go to experience what a summer picnic is like, and Sisley is so happy that she left a shiny red and tender lip gloss on Bruce's face.

Like Bruce, sometimes it is difficult to fully keep up with the sudden enthusiasm of the youngest daughter.

Sisley flew away happily like a little butterfly, and the old father touched the sticky little piece of lip gloss on his face, although it was very light - he couldn't help but smile.

Kissing dear old father and dear brother goodbye, Sisley waited to board the plane with a handbag by herself.Bruce's private jet is as spacious as a small room, with dining room, refrigerator, sink, double bed, bathtub and reading room, especially the bathtub part.

Sisley has never seen such an exaggerated bathtub, and she can even see the steam and clouds under her feet through the bathtub.

Sisley: So close!

After a while, she crawled out of the bathtub dripping wet and began to fiddle with different faucets to see how the bubbles and essential oil flowed out, having a great time.

After Sisley tossed the bathroom, she started to toss the kitchen again, digging out the weird ingredients, like a cat with idle hands, fiddled with it, tossed it back and forth, and almost broke a plate.

If it wasn't for Ken's swift action to come to the rescue, Sisley's good skin would have been scratched again.

Sisley: Sigh.jpg

"We have arrived."

After falling into a drowsy sleep again, Sisley was finally woken up by being pushed somewhere.

A girl's bag has everything, and all detailed instructions are in this bag.

Sisley picked up her phone and started calling that number.Maybe a second, tens of seconds later, the call was connected.

It was a lazy, hoarse male voice, and the voice of answering the phone was very vague, as if he was still sleeping.

"What's the matter?" the voice asked impatiently.

Sisley: ...

She looked at her phone blankly and replied anyway.

"Sisley Wayne," Sisley said softly, "my dad told me to call you and tell you where I am."

Hearing the strange yet somewhat familiar voice, Iron Man suddenly swallowed impatient swear words.

iron Man:! ! !

iron Man:? ? ?

"Ah." The phone was a little far away, Tony began to quickly put on his shirt, "I remembered, he said so... just wait a moment, I'll be right there."

Compared to Batman who is extremely difficult to serve, his youngest daughter, Iron Man, still remembers that she is the beautiful little girl who is so natural that she can get angry with both parties, a magical girl who is radio-wave and cute.

Everyone likes to watch the liveliness, especially the liveliness of the Bat House.

When Tony picked up Sisley, he had already taken her along with her boyfriend.

Ken wanted to take a taxi alone, but Iron Man simply called him over and stuffed him and Sisley into the back seat, sitting side by side.

Ken really deserves to be a man with the nickname of elusive. When Tony arrived, Ken had already bought ice cream for Sisley, but who knew when he would arrive.

The old father repeatedly told him not to go to Ken first when he came to New York. Sisley did obediently, but the other half of her did not obediently at all, and became a big super contract breaker.

On the supercomputer in the Batcave, Ken's position and Sisley's position coincided again, sweetly passing through nine twists and eighteen turns.

Batman: *silence*

Batman didn't even bother to sigh.

Others are talented and beautiful, and he is inserted in the middle. Except for monsters and ghosts, there will be no other characters.

Ken didn't even take off the locator, and even stuffed the one that was in the trouser pocket into the looser breast pocket.

Sisley leaned her head on his shoulder, facing the rapidly passing scenery outside the window, and fell into a drowsy state.

"Is this what life feels like? The smell of fallen leaves, autumn wind and leather. Do I need to experience more for today?"

Sisley asked Ken who was touching her skin.

- It depends on whether you are happy or not.

Ken replied mildly.

"As long as I want?" Sisley still had the soft and sweet taste of ice cream in her mouth, and she licked her lower lip.

—We are free already.

Ken closed his eyes, and seemed to be going to sleep, but in fact, his fingertips had rubbed against the girl's soft back, and he was in intimate communication with Sisley.

——Happiness is your own business, do what you want, don't worry about whether other people will feel unhappy because of it.No one is going to force the concept of "happiness" on you anymore, and if you want to laugh, I hope you're doing it because you're really happy.

"That's why I don't need other people's likes."

Sisley twitched the corner of her mouth sourly, but her mood became better and better because of Ken's words, and in the end, she began to play happily again.

The big Sisley and the little Sisley were sticking together in the back seat, blinding the titanium alloy eyes of the lonely single dog Iron Man.

He also didn't want to be a big villain who beat mandarin ducks, so he had to speak at this time.

"New York is still safer than Gotham. If you want to go out, tell me; if you don't need to go out, lock the hotel door and you will be safe."

Sisley nodded in a daze, reached out to take the room card in Iron Man's hand, opened the car door and started to walk out.

The night wind blew into the car, Ken opened his eyes, and saw that she had left her bag in Iron Man's car as expected.

There are several million limited platinum bags, which contain unlimited black cards, which can also be forgotten by Sisley herself.

Ken: Split slowly—forced to close.

He picked up Sisley's bag, and bowed his head deeply to Iron Man in the driver's seat to express his gratitude.

"Damn, you're welcome." Iron Man grabbed a handful of messy hair and said with a smile, "Go, your little girlfriend is going to wait."

The light in the hotel lobby shone on Sisley, she looked beautiful and delicate, she couldn't help looking around, like a soft little flower with leaves swaying in the breeze, she was shockingly beautiful.

She didn't know that the people coming and going were all looking at her.

Sisley in kempy: mixed feelings.

She wanted to say: Not a girlfriend!

However, Ken never sign language, only silence, nodding and shaking his head, without the seamless translation of Sisley's body, she can't explain such a long sentence at all.

From Iron Man's point of view, the tall man was suddenly stunned and tongue-tied because of being stabbed with a few words.He looked like he was about to say something, but then stopped in a daze, making people feel a little pitiful for no reason, like a large canine animal.

The light fell from outside the car, half of Ken's face was immersed in the shadow, and on the other half, his eyes were looking at Sisley.

The hollow blue-gray was illuminated by the light, and it seemed moist and clear for a while.

Like a quiet river, like the eternal gentle moonlight.

It really is love.

When Iron Man saw his appearance, he raised his thought from nine points to ten points.

Damn, he locked the pair of cp, and he swallowed the key.

On the other side, Batman took off his glasses, his old face darkened, and he leaned back.

"Master Bruce." The old butler said slowly behind him.

"What is it?" Bruce asked with a sigh.

"Miss Mephisto is calling."