[Comprehensive] The whole family has passed through, except me

Rita had a long dream that night.

In the dream, she seemed to have walked into a dark, dilapidated room like an underground warehouse.

The ground was wet and messy, and the mottled walls were covered with the disgusting dark brown after the blood had coagulated, as well as various unknown and weird scratches.

In the room, there are many transparent glass cabinets, and there are strange specimens of various colors in the cabinets.

A toad-like creature covered with backstabs, a monster with a wolf face covered in tentacles...

And some, like humans?

An unborn, developing embryo, or a grotesque adult with a strange shape...

Rita felt a little scared, she wanted to turn around and run away, but found that she was like a bystander in this scene, unable to control her body at all.

Then, she saw some staff in uniform, like soldiers or doctors, they were constantly talking in a language that Rita couldn't understand at all, flipping through documents, or looking into the glass cabinet. Specimen of pointing...

Suddenly, she saw a "specimen" in a cabinet open its eyes, someone opened the door of the cabinet, took the "specimen" out, and put it on a stretcher.

The thing started screaming, even uttering some slurred sentences.

that's alive...

Only at this moment did Rita realize that those glass cabinets were not strange stuffed animals at all, but living human beings...

As soon as the camera turned, she found herself standing outside that horrible warehouse.

The surrounding scenery looked like a wasteland with few people. Only through the reflection of the river beside her did she see clearly that she was just a little girl who was only three or four years old.

The girl's face was a little pale, and her amber pupils were hollow and confused.

She held a broken red puppet in her hand.

A thin man came over at this time, he bent down with a smile and asked the girl a few questions.

The little girl just shook her head blankly, and the man seemed very satisfied.

Immediately afterwards, the man's hands tightly grabbed the girl's neck.

Even in the dream, Rita seemed to feel the pain of suffocation. She argued and cried...

Until, the pain suddenly disappeared.

The man who had tried to strangle him fell to the ground.

She saw the shadow of another person, his back was tall and broad, he took the girl's little hand, as if saying, "Don't be afraid, be brave, no one will hurt you again."

Lita tried her best to see the appearance of that person clearly, but wherever she looked, there were only a pair of azure blue eyes, deep and introverted but intoxicating.

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When Rita opened her eyes again, what caught her eyes was the same dark blue eyes as in the dream.

At that moment, she was in a trance, as if she hadn't really woken up from her dream.

She blinked her eyes hard, and finally saw the man standing beside her bed clearly.

Bruce Wayne.

To be honest, in her short memory of just over two months, this was the first time she had looked at Bruce so closely.

I have to admit that this man is indeed as handsome as her father said.

That is not Captain America Steve's style, full of sunshine and vigor, hearty and handsome.

In my memory, Bruce hardly ever laughed, but his occasional smiling face carried a romantic and unrestrained charm, and the face that had experienced the baptism of years showed the introverted, steady and calm that only mature men possessed. And full of meaning.

In the eyes of a girl of Lita's age, this is simply a fatal temptation.

However, if you look closely——

"What happened to your face?"

Rita spotted the scar on the corner of Bruce's eye.

It wasn't too obvious, at least it didn't leave him with an ugly black eye.But this is already very indecent for a noble and elegant rich man.

Who dares to hurt this proud son of Gotham City?

"Uh...oh, a little accident, nothing." Bruce avoided the important point and skipped the topic, "How do you feel now? Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

After being reminded by the other party, Lita finally came to her senses. She remembered what happened last night when she was attacked in the restaurant, as well as the picture of her escape from danger after narrowly escaped death...

"I feel fine."

Apart from dizziness, Lita didn't feel any discomfort.

She wanted to sit up, but when her arms reached the mattress, she finally felt the pain of a faint tear in her shoulder, and the bright red blood oozing from the originally clean bandage.

"Don't move, let me do it." Bruce thoughtfully supported Rita, and raised the pillow behind her.

Only then did Rita realize that because the wound had to be bandaged, she was only wearing a loose suspender pajamas on her upper body.

When Bruce hugged her entire back, she could clearly feel the warmth from the other's palm, as well as the firmness and tenacity of the male muscles in his arms.

For a moment, Rita felt a little ashamed.

This is obviously not the script it should have!

They are husband and wife, aren't they?Why would he feel shy about such an intimate move?

Just because I lost my memory?

Or are they just that unfamiliar?

Many strange ideas suddenly flashed through Rita's mind.

"Bruce!" Lita grabbed Bruce's arm that was about to be pulled away, and even leaned her whole body towards him, "I feel a little dizzy."

"Do you—do you want to lie down again?" Bruce didn't expect Lita to lean into his arms so suddenly, even though Brucey's baby, who is always in a romantic arena, he still treats Lita This kind of intimacy froze for a moment, almost pulling away.

"I want to stay close like this for a while." Lita certainly didn't miss Bruce's flickering eagerness to escape just now, and the idea of ​​a prank in her heart was even worse.

She stretched out her uninjured right arm, put it through Bruce's suit jacket, and put her arms around the other's waist. She buried her face in the other's chest, "You don't know, last night I almost thought I was going to die , I'm afraid that if I never see you again..."

Lita's tone trembled slightly, and she was still in shock, and her eye sockets quickly filled with tears from the faintly painful wound.

"Why, you're not doing well now. Don't worry, we won't let this happen again." Bruce is actually not very good at comforting women. After all, his most common technique is to say something The extravagant praise shows the financial strength of the Wayne family by the way.

"Bruce, you won't leave me, will you?" She raised her head and looked up at the man in front of her face covered with tears, as if he was her only support in this life.

"Of course I..." Faced with such a weak and pitiful woman, any man would not be able to hold her in his arms and whisper softly to comfort her, but Bruce's sweet words hadn't had time to come out, they just surged from the bottom of his heart. A feeling of inexplicable disgust or sorrow.

That feeling made him feel uncomfortable all over, and subconsciously took a step back to push Lita away.

"Kang Dang——" His move directly knocked down the lamp on the bedside table.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Before Bruce and Rita could react to the situation in front of them, Captain America Steve was already standing at the door of the bedroom.

Lita in front of her was haggard and tear-stained, which broke her heart.

The man in suit and leather shoes next to him also frowned with a serious expression.

In the eyes of Steve, who believed in the seemingly incompatible marriage between Bruce and Leta, this is simply a perfect interpretation of a scumbag bullying his wife deeply in love...

The author has something to say: for some reason, I want to sympathize with the male protagonist~~ I was bumped into by a big-breasted, simple old virgin, and Captain America, how can I break it...

Someone guessed the heroine's super powers right~ It's probably similar to emotional effects~ There will be an explanation later, but the heroine doesn't know it yet.

The future will slowly change very powerfully...

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By the way, the memory of the heroine's dream is real, but it was washed away~~

She is really Stark's daughter~~

I sent a lot of red envelopes yesterday~ If I didn’t receive any, I probably missed them~o(╯□╰)o