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After changing his clothes and taking a shower, Lin He reappeared in the living room with a calm expression.

Alfred's sliced ​​watermelon platter was already set on the table.

It looks delicious, but Lin He has a little shadow on watermelon now.

Dick forked a piece of watermelon, suppressed a smile and asked, "Hulley, do you eat watermelon?"

Lin He said coldly: "No, take it quickly."

"Well," Dick shrugged, and ate the watermelon himself, "that's a pity."

Lin He: "..."

Why didn't I realize that Dick was such a wicked person in the first place?The filter of the gentle and considerate brother is broken!

Now Lin He began to doubt himself.

Why did she come down after taking a shower?Come down and find embarrassment for yourself?She could just browse the forums or watch TV dramas or something in her room - so why should she come down and suffer the embarrassment she shouldn't have to bear?

Bruce seemed to want to ease Lin He's embarrassment, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by a vibration.

Lin He hurriedly took out her mobile phone and glanced at the contacts on the screen.

It's Ira.

Thanks Ira!Lin He almost burst into tears.

The phone call literally saved her from embarrassment.

"Hi, is this Helea? This is Ira." Ira's lively voice came from the phone.

"Yes, this is Helea, Ira, what do you want?"

"Helea, do you have an appointment soon? If not, let's go shopping together?" Ira asked very simply.

"You and your sister went out last time, so it's my turn this time?" Ira half-jokingly said.

How could Lin He refuse this good opportunity to let her go out, she directly agreed to Ira's invitation and made an appointment for a meeting place.

After hanging up the phone, Lin He, Bruce and others happily prepared to go back to the room to change clothes after talking.

Lin He happened to meet the sleepy Tim when he reached the stairs.

Tim, who noticed Lin He, yawned, barely opened his eyes and glanced at her, and then he saw Lin He's still wet hair.

"Hulley, did you just take a shower?" Tim asked.

"Yes, because there was a small problem just now." Lin He laughed and wanted to be perfunctory.

Tim responded vaguely, and didn't pursue the small problem that Lin He said - after all, he can directly adjust the monitoring later.

"So what are you going to do now?" Tim asked.

"I made an appointment with Ira to go shopping together for a while, and I'm going to change clothes."

want to go out?

Looking at Lin He's hair, Tim still couldn't help frowning and said, "Maybe you should dry your hair before going out, otherwise you will easily catch a cold or have a headache."

"This is not a good habit." Tim disagreed very much, "You should have a hair dryer in your bathroom, right?"

Lin He really wanted to tell him that in fact, she never used a hair dryer to wash her hair...and let her hair dry naturally.

But she dared not.

So she promised very firmly under Tim's gaze: "I'll dry my hair before I go out!"

After getting the answer, Tim stepped aside and let Lin He go back to the room.

And he himself walked to the living room with squinted eyes, pulled out a chair and threw himself on it.

"It's not a good habit—" Damian imitated Tim's tone exaggeratedly, and then said with a snort, "Do you know who you look like now, Drake? You look really worried now." Like Pennyworth."

Tim opened his eyes and looked at Damian, but he didn't respond to him, but asked a question: "Where did you put the bug this time?"

"Why should I tell you." Damian was obviously pleased that Tim didn't find the bug he had placed, how could he tell him the exact location.

"Shoe side? Hem? Collar? Oh, I see, you put it under the collar." Tim said, and he had already started to feel out the bug hidden under the collar of his clothes, and then stuffed it in skillfully. In the pocket, he did not forget to show a smile to Damian, "Thank you, I have gained another one."

Damian gritted his teeth: "You—"

"Okay ok boys," Dick said, interrupting the argument, "skip this, and you Damian, stop bugging Tim - he's your brother."

Damian was dissatisfied with this: "Then what did you put in Drake and Todd's safehouse last time? Are you going to tell me it's cereal crumbs?"

Tim immediately cast a death gaze: "...Dick? Did you go to my safe house?"

Dick pretended to be calm: "Okay, next topic."

The next topic is - how to change from two people fighting one person to three people fighting together.

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When Lin He finished blowing his hair, changed into casual clothes and went downstairs, he saw three people in the living room embracing each other in a strange posture.

Lin He:?

Is this some new way of showing intimacy between brothers?

Dick, who was squeezed in the middle, pulled out a hand with difficulty, and said hello to Lin He: "Hey, Hurley, are you going out now?"

"That's right... what are you doing? And where is father?" Lin He looked around and found that Bruce, who was still sitting and reading the newspaper before she went upstairs, had disappeared, which was a little strange.

"Master, he went to the study to read the documents," Alfred came out of the kitchen with the breakfast prepared for Tim who had just woken up, and replied, "As for the young masters..."

After seeing the strange posture of the three of Dick, Alfred paused for a moment, and then asked very tactfully: "Is it too cold? Do you need me to raise the temperature of Wayne Mansion?"

"No, Fu, we didn't—Tim, you let go first."

"You should ask Damian to let go of my wrist first."

"Grayson, are you trying to fight me by pulling my hair?"

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After calming down, Dick proposed to send Lin He to the meeting place agreed by her and Ira on the grounds of dropping by.

Lin He did not refuse.

After getting in Dick's car, Lin He chatted with Dick a few words about the family's preferences along the way——if possible, she would like to send some gifts back.

However, after thinking about the Lego made by her family, she felt that the gift she bought was not worthy of them... At least it was not at the same level as a gift like Lego made by herself.

Lin He thought about it, and finally decided to ask Yila when he was shopping with Yila, and if it didn't work, he went online to ask netizens for help.

"Is that your friend, Hurley?" Dick slowed down slowly and lowered the car window a little, then motioned Lin He to look at the girl standing on the side of the road not far ahead.

Lin He followed Dick's gaze: "That's Ira! Thank you for sending me here, Dick."

"You're welcome, Hurley." Dick stopped the car, unlocked the door, and added before Lin He got out of the car, "Have fun, and remember to be safe."

"Of course, I will." Lin He, who had to be reminded to be safe every time she went out, was a little helpless, but she could still understand her family's behavior.

After all, this is Gotham.

After bidding farewell to Dick, who seemed a little worried, Lin He successfully reunited with Ira.

"Hey, Ira!" Lin He trotted over and patted Ira's shoulder mischievously, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Ira was taken aback, and she complained first: "Oh my god, you really scared me, Helea."

Then he answered Lin He's question: "I didn't wait long, and I just arrived."

After meeting, the two people started to wander aimlessly arm in arm.

While shopping, Lin He and Yila talked about her troubles - she didn't know what to give her family to express her heart.

Yila took a skirt and gestured on her body while answering Lin He: "This is simple, I remember Helea, you can draw - can't you draw a picture for everyone in your family? Isn't this also done by yourself? Is it?"

Lin He suddenly reacted.

Yes, she can draw!She can even light up other skills - such as music?Or braid?

Lin He, who felt that he had a lot of choices in an instant, was very happy: "Yes, why didn't I think of it! Thank you, Yila."

"If you insist on thanking me, please tell me later whether this dress looks good on me, okay?" Ira winked at Lin He mischievously.

"Of course, this beautiful lady is happy to help you." Lin He half-jokingly said.

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Lin He really had a good time shopping when she came out this time, and she was also taken by Yila to buy some clothes.

How should I put it, it really is the best thing to go shopping and shopping!

But it is a pity that Yila failed to hang out with Lin He until the time they agreed to end, and was called away by an emergency call.

Before leaving, Yila made a very apologetic agreement with Lin He to come out to play together next time, and then got in the car that came to pick her up.

Lin He, who watched the car leave, picked up her paper bags again, and planned to sit in a coffee shop not far away and wait for Alfred to pick her up.

As soon as Lin He walked into the coffee shop, it suddenly rained heavily outside.

Lin He, who had lingering fears, ordered a tiramisu and found a seat by the window to sit down, and then sent a message to Alfred to tell him her current address.

After the tiramisu was served, Lin He stared out of the glass in a daze while eating.

The pattering rain blurred the glass, and the figures of pedestrians outside were also blurred. Lin He could only tell what color clothes they were wearing.

Not long after, the white street lights came on.

Probably because of the dark clouds, Gotham got dark much earlier than usual today.

Lin He thought so.

After finishing the tiramisu, Lin He was even more idle.

She held her chin and looked at Gotham outside the glass. The night view of Gotham blurred by the rain was even a little psychedelic.

It was at this time that Lin He felt a little lonely—this loneliness was inexplicable, but sometimes his mood would change inexplicably.

Maybe it's the combination of sitting alone in a coffee shop, dark, and raining outside?

"Dong dong dong."

A crisp sound brought Lin He, who was immersed in his own world, back to his senses.

She looked up -

Tim, holding a transparent umbrella, was smiling and looking at her through the glass.

Lin He was stunned, and she didn't react for a while.

Tim, who found that Lin He didn't move but just looked at him in a daze, didn't know what he thought of. He stretched out his hand under Lin He's blank gaze.

—he drew a smiley face on the glass.

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"Tim?" Lin He came out of the coffee shop with a paper bag, and the previous messy mood had been forgotten by her, and she said happily, "You came so fast - it was Ah Fu who asked you to pick me up ?"

Tim took the paper bag from Lin He very naturally, and tilted the umbrella towards Lin He, and then replied: "Not really, actually I came by the way."

"What's on your mind? You didn't seem very happy just now." Tim said.

"No, I'm actually quite happy." Lin He replied.

Tim nodded and didn't ask too much. Neither of them spoke any more, only the sound of raindrops falling on the umbrella could be heard quietly.

The originally pale street lamps reflected Tim's side face through the transparent umbrella, giving him a unique sense of tranquility.

Lin He looked up at the transparent umbrella, and suddenly remembered what the famous writer Haruki Murakami said in the real world.

She doesn't remember what the original words were, but she remembers the general meaning of one sentence.

——You have to remember those people who hold umbrellas for you in the heavy rain, they make up the warmth of your life bit by bit, keep you away from the haze, and make you a kind person.

"What's the matter, Hurley?" Tim noticed Lin He's gaze and turned his head slightly to ask.

"Nothing—just suddenly a little hungry."

"Ah Fu has left rice for you, how about pasta?"

"I can't wait." Lin He said.

The author has something to say: The original words of Haruki Murakami are:

You have to remember those people who hold umbrellas for you in the heavy rain, those who help you block foreign things, those who hug you silently in the dark, those who make you laugh, those who chat with you all night, and those who come to visit you by car , the person who cried with you, the person who accompanied you in the hospital, the person who always puts you first, it is these people who make up the warmth of your life bit by bit, and it is these warmth that make you a kind person.

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