[Comprehensive British and American] Will the golden boy fall in love with the women's clothing

"Landa, are you okay?"

Someone called his name in his ear, the voice was gentle and gentle, Randall opened his eyes, there was a blur in front of him, and red and blue lights flickered in it, he shrank a bit from the cold of the oncoming night wind , just about to withdraw his hand but was held down.

Randall blinked hard, only to see that he was sitting in the back of the ambulance, and in front of him was an unfamiliar female nurse, who was trying to insert the needle of glucose injection into the vein on the back of his hand.Dick sat next to him, grabbing his elbow to keep him in place.

"Awake?"

His neck was a little stiff, and as he regained consciousness, the soreness in his body and the burning pain after the wound was rubbed with medicine slowly rose up, stimulating his nerve endings.

"Dick..." Randall said, his voice squeezed out from his swollen throat, hoarse and rough, a rusty smell spread in his mouth, he froze for a moment, the female nurse in front of him also looked up because of this word With a glance at him, Randall remembered that shouting in front of a stranger might cause ambiguity, "Detective Grayson, cough... what time is it?"

"Morning, [-]:[-]." Dick said, he didn't seem to wear perfume today, the red and blue lights fell on his face, looking inexplicably indifferent.

"Oh, how long have I been dizzy?" Feeling his strength coming back a little bit, Randall sat upright beside Dick quickly, his bones seemed to be rattling and groaning overwhelmed, he didn't care, Seeing several police cars and ambulances parked outside the car, the knocked out mutants in the bar were carried out one by one by them.

"Twenty minutes." Dick counted the time. He actually went to the nearest safe house after leaving, put on a suit of clothes and rushed back again. The jacket was actually Nightwing's uniform.The police station was severely understaffed, and no one noticed how he, who had already left work, got in here.

"You have a night shift today?" Randall raised his head and squeezed the glucose. He estimated that he might have to wait half an hour before he could pull out the needle. He yawned and looked at the police and doctors passing by outside.

Dick hesitated for a second, and said without blinking: "Yes, it just happened to be on the night shift, so I rushed over."

This is not a lie, he is indeed on the night shift every night when he is a vigilante.

"I remember I knocked Frank out, didn't he run away?" Randall didn't pay attention to whether he hit hard, as mutants generally recover quickly.

"He's already been carried away." Dick thought to himself that he repaired it a few times later, and he probably won't wake up until daytime.

"That's good." Randall leaned back, "It's fine if you don't run, I want to ask him clearly."

The female nurse asked him if he needed to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. There may be some minor fractures and sprains that are not obvious.Randall performed a 360° turn for her holding the glucose, saying that he is in good health and just wants to go home quickly.

After the glucose was finished and the police station closed, Randall pulled out the needle and prepared to go home. There were several missed calls from Dick and messages from Lula on his mobile phone. He didn’t know that Lula Did La sleep well? If he goes to the hospital again, the little girl will starve to death at home.

Dick came over pushing the motorcycle, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Randall sat in his back seat as usual, Dick helped him put on the helmet, Randall looked up at him with a smile, and said, "It's so sweet, the girls must love you to death."

Dick snorted, "I haven't asked you why you came here alone, didn't you know to report to the police before taking action?"

"Didn't I confirm it at the time... I didn't expect that they were all mutants here." Randall whispered, "Why are you all so chatty?"

"Who else?" Dick asked him.

"And...uh, it's nothing." Randall squeezed the other party's clothes, remembering the warm body temperature of a certain vigilante before he left, his tongue knotted, and he didn't say anything.

Dick gave him a strange look, and squeezed his wrist to pull Randall forward, "Hold it tight, be careful not to fly out."

"Huh?" The motorcycle he had ridden could even compete with sports cars in speed and passion. Randall wrapped his arms around Dick's waist and asked nervously, "You can't drive fast, can you?"

"It's windy at night." Dick's muffled voice came from the front, and was drowned out by the roar of the motor.

Randall was excited and scared, his arms tightened, his chest pressed against Dick's back, the other's heart was beating with his heart, and Randall was thinking about how this man's waist could be so tight. Excuse me, don't the new policemen go to the training room to exercise?While feeling that there is no one else for several miles around, only Dick's steady emotion comforts his weakened nerves and aching body.

The matter of going to Professor Charles must be put on the schedule quickly.Randall lowered his head and thought, he will go to New York when things on Frank's side are over.

When Randall looked up and saw that the lights in the living room of their apartment were still on, he hurriedly took off the helmet and returned it to Dick, "Thank you, I will go up first, and you should go to bed early... Remember to let them leave Frank behind. Judge me!"

Dick nodded, and Randall had already run up, enough to show that the mutant's recovery ability is really good, but he would have to stay at home for a long time before going out.

Lula must have fallen asleep while waiting for Randall to come home, the phone still in her hand.Randall breathed a sigh of relief, and picked up the huddled little girl from the sofa. Lula woke up for a while, as if a small animal was frightened, and closed her eyes after seeing it was Randall. There are tear stains, and the eyelids are swollen, as if crying in a dream.

"I'm back." Randall said softly, wiping her tears away.

He used to stand alone, but now only the little girl in his arms is cuddling with him. Whether it is him or Lula, they are each other's last flames in this cold world.

Randall stuffed Lula back into the bed and covered him with the quilt. Only then did he realize that there was an unpleasant smell on his body. The smell of blood and alcohol were mixed. stained with wine, he went to the bathroom to change his clothes.

The self in the mirror still looks very embarrassed, the wound on his face has been wiped with medicine, and a few medical bandages have been applied.There are still a few bruises on the pale skin, especially on the arms, not only the bruises but also a few scarred wounds. I received several punches when blocking other mutants, and now it hurts and hurts acid.Randall leaned closer to the mirror and looked carefully. He felt that he should not be able to show his face in live broadcasts recently, nor could he wear skirts—I don’t know if liquid foundation can cover these.

However, he had suffered a more serious injury than this when he was still at the Xavier Academy for Gifted Boys, and it only took more than a week to heal, which is not difficult, but his body may be a little weak these two days, Rand Er was thinking about the remaining ingredients in the refrigerator and whether there was any reliable Chinese restaurant near their house. Considering that he had vomited a lot of blood, he felt that he should give his body a good boost.

He took a shower and was careful not to let the scars on his face touch the water, but grinned at the pain on his body. After he finished everything, the sky was almost bright, the dawn swallowed the darkness, and the distant sky lit up one slice.Randall fell into a deep sleep as soon as he fell into the bed, completely forgetting that he had class in the morning.

In the morning, he was woken up by Lula. The little girl stood by his bed and poked his face, probably because of those bandages, she didn't dare to use too much force, her soft fingers pressed down, a little itchy, Randall opened his eyes. Open your eyes and stare at the little girl.

"...Good morning, Lula." He squinted his eyes and greeted slowly.

Seeing that he was fine, Lula breathed a sigh of relief. She waited for most of the night yesterday, and hurriedly turned around in the room. The loneliness and fear of being left behind frightened her heart little by little. He fell asleep on the sofa, and when he woke up in the morning, he found that he had returned to the bed, and immediately ran to the next door to see Randall.The young man who raised him lay silently on the bed, if not for his body rising and falling with his breathing, he would have looked dead.

Randall got up from the bed, "... what time is it now."

Lula gave him the mobile phone by the bed, and Randall looked at it, "F——Uh, oops, I still have class at 10:30." dirty words.

Randall scratched his hair, tied up his messy long hair, and pinched Lula's face, "Are you hungry? I'm going to cook. Didn't you wash your face? Go, your eyes are still swollen, later It's not going to be pretty."

Lula hurried to the bathroom.

Randall took the phone to reply to a friend who had sent several text messages.

[I can't come to class today, help me ask the professor to take a leave of absence! 】

Gris replied quickly, 【The professor is already angry, unless you have a reasonable reason to ask for leave. 】

"..." Helping the police station to catch criminals ended up being injured. Would the professor believe such a thing?

Randall thought for a while, took a picture of his face, and sent it to Gris.

【I was mugged. [picture.jpg]]

It took a while to send a message over there, and the excitement was somehow deeper than his own.

【What? ! ! !Your face hurt? ! !Where did the dog offal come from?I'm going to kill him! 】

[Already locked into the police station. 】

After Randall answered him, he charged his phone, which was dying, and got up to brush his teeth and wash his face.

He fried eggs and potato pancakes. Lula probably felt that Randall was injured and needed her own help, so she heated up the milk consciously.Don't be rebellious anymore today, if you ask me to do my homework, I will do my homework obediently, and if I ask you to eat less snacks, I won't eat snacks.It made Randall feel that staying at home seemed to make both of them uncomfortable. After reflecting on himself, he seemed to have never suffered such a serious injury since he lived in Bludhaven. Maybe it really hurt Lula I was startled.

"I'll go to the police station." Before Randall went out, Lula grabbed her clothes. The little girl's eyelids were still swollen, and her double eyelids were stretched out. She looked at him with some anxiety.

"It's just the police station, nothing will happen today, I promise you," Randall knelt down and said to her, thinking that it was incredible that he could experience the joy of raising a daughter at such a young age, "I will be back on time."

Lula patted his head lightly, and Randall guessed it might mean: keep your word.

He hailed a taxi and rushed to the police station. He wore a peaked cap on his head, and his face with a band-aid did not need to be disguised with other things now. Although he was still handsome, when he was not smiling, he looked as if He was also a little more vicious, and passers-by only dared to take a quick glance at his face.

Of course, this poker face didn't last long, and Randall unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth when he saw Dick.

Dick, who had just made coffee, saw Randall coming, and handed him the things on the table, "This medicine is for removing scars, and it works very well. It works, do you want something to eat? I have biscuits, oatmeal and milk cake here."

Randall, who had only been at the police station for 2 minutes, felt the warmth of home.

Randall: "..." Is this the male mother?

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