The bat's family Wayne [Comprehensive British and American]

It was already a week later when Bruce came to the watchtower again.

There were even more people in the hall than last time, not only members of the Justice League, but also Brucey's friends.Almost all the members of the Avengers came together.

Although after the battle in New York, many people were busy with other things and didn't have time to get along with each other—but anyway, Brucey was the 'doctor' of the Avengers.Even if he gets along with Batman more later, it can't change this fact.

His comrades found time to see him off.

After all, this might be the last time they see Bruce.

Even Natasha, who was originally on an undercover mission, ended the mission early and rushed back.

Steve stood next to Tony and gave Bruce a friendly smile-after the battle in New York, Captain America had been busy destroying Hydra's lair, and he hadn't been able to meet Bruce at all.However, this does not affect the two people regard each other as friends.

Bucky is by Steve's side.

The man's face was still a little bruised, but the food provided by the Avengers obviously made him feel much better than before.After taking care of it, the handsome face of the Brooklyn prince 70 years ago can also be seen on the face.

Bruce looked at him a few more times curiously.

——This is the friend that Steve once mentioned to himself?They do seem to have a good relationship.

Tony noticed his gaze and made a nasal sound of dissatisfaction.

Well, Tony and Bucky still have a little old grudge.Brucey looked away and looked at Tony who had helped him a lot—except for Bruce, Tony was Bruce's closest friend in this world.He smiled and leaned forward to give each other a hug.

"Tony, I'm going to miss you," Bruce said. "You have to take care of yourself. It's best not to stay up late doing experiments, and stop keeping everything in your head."

The richest man in New York accepted his hug awkwardly, paused, and then patted Brucey on the back.

"Even if you say something more touching, don't expect to see me cry." He hugged Bruce tightly.

"I've already told Pepper about you secretly staying up late and refusing to take the medicine prescribed by the doctor." Bruce whispered in his ear, "She will supervise you in the future."

Tony froze.

His eyes widened in disbelief, staring at Bruce accusingly: "How could you—" Tony lowered his voice.

"Take care, Tony." Bruce smiled.

He looked at Steve, and stepped forward to accept Captain America's friendly hug.

"We'll always remember you, Bruce," Steve said, those blue eyes serious and sincere, serious as a promise.

No, maybe that's the promise for Captain America.Bruce smiled back.

He said goodbye to the Avengers one by one.

He and Clark also exchanged a friendly hug - although Facing each other in Superman costume, Brucey couldn't think of the clumsy and friendly little reporter in the Metropolis at all.

The last one is Bruce.

Out of a special tacit understanding, everyone saved Bruce's farewell until the end.

Bruce is even wearing Batman's signature black armor suit at this point.The Dark Knight stood quietly in the center of the crowd, quietly watching Brucey's farewell from the position closest to the space-time machine.

One step, two steps.

Bruce stopped in front of him.

The farewell scene was watched by everyone, making Batman, who is not good at expressing emotions, a little helpless and stiff - but not everyone can see it.

In everyone's eyes, the Dark Knight is calm and stable, and does not show any additional sadness because of the farewell atmosphere.Only the restrained pursing of his lips betrayed Batman's emotions a little bit.

The mechanism of the sole of the bat armor makes Batman look a little taller than Brucey.

Bruce looked up to meet those beautiful blue eyes.

For a long time, quietly, it seemed that all the words they wanted to say were encrypted and transmitted through the two people's gazes at each other. This time, the stares continued until the Avengers began to show puzzled expressions.

Finally, Batman took a step back, and the slightly drooping head and neck line drew a gentle arc.

He hugged Brucey: "Take care."

"Say hello to Martha and Thomas for me," he whispered. "Just... I miss them."

It was a touch-and-leave hug, almost as soon as the soft fabric of the cloak touched his skin, Bruce took a step back and pulled away.

He looks at Tony.

Tony operated the machine a few times, looked up at Bruce: "Are you ready?"

Bruce nodded, he activated his armor, and the blue painted armor covered him layer by layer, wrapping him tightly and protecting him inside.

He took two steps forward, and couldn't help but glance back at Bruce.

Batman's eyes were still on him.

Not knowing where the impulse came from, Bruce turned around and hugged Bruce tightly.

This is not the kind of superficial hug before. Bruce's strength is enhanced by the armor, so tight that he almost wants to engrave Bruce into his arms.

Batman looked up at him.

Through the projection of the armor, the astonishment in Bruce's eyes was clearly visible.

He never thought that Brucey, who had said goodbye, would suddenly turn back, let alone that the purpose of Brucey's turning back was to give himself such a tight hug.

Bruce hugged Bruce, the armor blocked the touch of the skin, preventing him from remembering the feeling at this moment with his body.But through the armor, Batman's deterrence was also greatly reduced-at least he was not annoyed by Bruce's expression, but rather pleased because he broke Bruce's mask.

All restrained emotion melted into this embrace.

In the eyes of others, Brucey in armor just hugged Bruce again and said goodbye to his best friend.

"I've started to miss you, Bruce." Batman's real name was hidden between his lips, and Bruce lowered his head, and the two pointed cat ears, one black and one blue, touched each other and separated again.

"Goodbye, friends." Bruce said goodbye to everyone again.

He returned to the teleportation area under Tony's gaze.

"Goodbye, Bruce." Tony winked at him.

The blue light was excited, followed by short-term blindness, and the eyes were completely dark.

Unlike previous experiences, this time the journey did not make people feel uncomfortable, and was even a bit comfortable - his world accommodated and protected Brucey as gently as if welcoming a long-lost wanderer. He cannot be harmed by the energy between universes.

Brucey rolled down the damp alley, the specially treated armor colliding with the ground making a messy dull sound, without passing by anyone nearby.

Brucey lay on the ground and slowly regained his senses.

The familiar Gotham-style floor tiles are stained with mottled moss. The stone bricks paving the floor of the alley have become uneven after years of wear and tear, but the cement between the brick joints is still doing its duty, supporting puddles of water. Cut off their penetration into the ground.

The cool and bright puddles reflected the faint light.

This is Gotham, dank, old, where Batman and Brucey were born.

Even without meeting anyone familiar, Bruce knew he was in the right world.

This world is the home that used to be.

He stood up on the ground and looked around.But Brucey, who is not as familiar with Gotham as Batman, can't recognize the strange alley in front of him.He walked lightly towards the brightly lit direction outside.

"Stop," came a low voice from the alley ahead, "I want your wallet—everything of value—quickly!"

Bruce paused.

He didn't expect that when he just returned to his own world, he was greeted by a robbery that was taking place.

For such a thing, even Bruce, who has not received training before, would not choose to stand by and watch, let alone him who has been trained by Steve and Bruce and is still wearing armor.

Brucey cautiously walked into the shadow of the corner, relying on the boost of the armor to climb up the wall silently, squatting on it to observe the situation.

Under the light, there was a family of three, facing the robbers who robbed them.

He noticed the gun in the gangster's hand almost immediately.Brucey's pupils shrank, and he tightened himself even more vigilantly, ready to go.

The family of three is still calm, and the father is slowly handing out the wallet, trying to appease the gangster's emotions——

Not very useful.

The robber was still in a state of agitation, and with a slash of the gun, he turned to the only woman: "Necklace! I want her necklace!"

It's now!

Bruce jumped down.