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Jason opened the curtains a little, and the sunlight poured down from the window.

Unlike Gotham, which is often cloudy, the weather in New York is very sunny today.

Already used to the dimness of the room, Jason narrowed his eyes uncomfortably when he suddenly felt the warm sunlight outside.

Jason stood in front of the window like this, looking at the noisy street outside and the light blue sky in the distance.

While Jason was quietly watching the distant scenery, the light golden sunlight diffused past him and gently fell on the corner of the photo frame on his bedside table, as if he was nostalgic for something.

But this beam of sunlight seemed to be afraid of disturbing anything, and only illuminated the corner of the photo frame, while the figure on the photo was still hidden in the dimness.

Staring at the scene outside, Jason's thoughts gradually drifted away.

He thinks about many things.

Batman had told him during his first mission as Robin and Batman that when he put on this uniform, he had to accept the dangers and responsibilities of being Robin.

Although he is no longer Robin and has become the Red Hood, this sentence may still apply.

At the time, he didn't have any extra feelings about what Batman said-isn't it a matter of course in the face of danger?He has long been aware of this matter.

He is not afraid of death.

But he didn't expect it anyway... No, maybe he was already mentally prepared.

When he puts on this uniform, in addition to the dangers and responsibilities he faces, he also needs to face countless partings—parting from strangers, parting from partners, parting from family.

Death itself is not terrible, what makes it terrible is the pain of being separated from the cherished person, and the kind of longing that never fades even under the washing of time.

Some time has passed since the disaster in Gotham, and now Gotham has restored its original order with the help of many parties.

Those who lost their lives are buried in the ground, and those who lost their families may move on sadly or continue to live numbly.

Time is like an endless river, no matter how important someone is lost, it will not let it stop.

…maybe the future won't remember the past, but they will.

Jason opened the curtains a little more.

The sky outside reminded him of a human eye.

The sunlight pouring into the room finally illuminated the entire room, including the photo frame that had been placed on Jason's bedside table.

The photos stored in the photo frame are brightly colored, as if the images were captured from yesterday's fragments.

In the photo, the blond, blue-eyed girl on Jason's arm pursed her lips and smiled.

A smile was written on her face, and it seemed that even her eyes were brightened because of her happiness.

When Jason turned from the window and walked back, he happened to see the photo frame shrouded in sunlight. He walked over and took the photo frame from the small wooden cabinet.

He looked at the photo, just looked at it quietly, quietly and silently.

The frame and the photos inside are in excellent condition and it can be seen that the owner has treated them with great care.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this protection that time has not left too many traces on it.

But in the photo, the girl with a bright smile was buried softly by time in that not-so-good spring.

Jason smiled self-deprecatingly.

Even now, when he sees this photo, he still has mixed feelings in his heart.

Obviously has the ability to defeat the enemy, but it is still powerless in the face of natural disasters.

This unexpected parting came suddenly in a way that no one had imagined.

...so suddenly he didn't even know who to blame.

Not a short time has passed, but the memory of the great earthquake is still clear, and the pain after hearing the bad news seems to still feel the aftertaste until now.

Losing a family member who didn't know their identity at night, they no longer have to carefully cover up their whereabouts, and they no longer have to think of various reasons to reject each other's whimsical ideas.

But they didn't feel happy about it, and they didn't feel relieved about it.

Although with the passage of time, others who were shrouded in pain seem to have returned to their previous appearance, but each of them knows well that the wounds caused by the accident have not healed, they just hid the wounds tacitly. This keeps silent.

Maybe we can only wait and let time smooth everything out.

Maybe the long river of time will wash away the sad past and make the heart-wrenching picture gradually blurred, but those warm memories that once had will never fade because of this.

Those bright memories are like bright stars, which will never fade away under the erosion of time, but will become brighter and brighter in the precipitation of time.

Just like what they said in Lin He's last message from the little bat bracelet.

Although I have regrets, I will never regret meeting you.

"Om-"

Jason threw the phone on the bed and suddenly vibrated. Jason put the photo frame back carefully, then reached out and easily picked up the phone to answer the call.

"I'm downstairs. If you don't come down in 10 minutes, I'm going to leave first." Tim's voice came into his ears clearly, "I still have something to do in Gotham."

"Ha, come on, Xiaohong, as if I don't know what you plan to do." Jason said relentlessly while carefully putting away the photo frame and putting it in his backpack.

He and Tim were both in New York at the time, and both happened to be on their way back to Gotham.

And the same goes for going back.

"I'm going down now."

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After returning to Gotham, Jason didn't go back to Wayne Manor directly with Tim, he got off the car halfway.

He first bought a bouquet of white lilies in a passing flower shop, then walked through the streets, and finally walked into a memorial square.

In the center of this memorial square stands a stone tablet with characters engraved on it.

It was a monument, erected in memory of those who lost their lives in the Gotham earthquake.

Jason gently placed the bouquet of lilies under the stone tablet.

He obviously made preparations before entering the memorial square, but looking at the monument, it seemed that Lin He's last words echoed in his ears.

Although I am a little regretful, I regret not being able to create more good memories with you...

But I don't regret coming to Gotham at all-because here I met the best of you, and here I walked through a happy and good time with you.

Jason looked at the monument in a daze.

This is the second time that death separated him from the person he valued, unable to see each other.

... And this time, he was the one who was left behind.