[Zhongyingmei] Can drawing cards save the world?

Elaine will not shrink back and complain because of the short-term difficulties, but it does not mean that this training must be happy enough to ignore the pain.

On the first day of training, her muscles were extremely sore due to the overload of exercise, which made her stagger when walking, especially when she went down the stairs, her muscles felt limp.

In comparison, Peter was much better than her - perhaps, he didn't feel anything at all.

"It hurts too much, please walk slowly." Elaine supported the wall and told Peter who was walking in front to stop.

Peter was a little embarrassed, and hurried back, "I can carry you back." He spread his hands as he spoke, signaling that he didn't mind at all.

Elaine shook her head, "I don't want to be surrounded by people."

She rubbed her calf muscles, "If only I had a car."

"But you haven't taken your driver's license yet." Peter hit the nail on the head, "If only you had the ability to teleport."

Elaine sighed.

She has, but those 100 meters are really useless.It's okay to escape, but it's still a long way to go home.

After finally getting to the door of the house, I saw a person standing at the door from a distance——

"Jason?" Elaine recognized the figure and called out.

Peter wondered because he didn't know him.

"Ah..." Jason handed the bag in his hand to Elaine, "Ah Fu asked me to deliver it, just... roast chicken and dessert for you." The pinch of white hair on his head is very individual, It made Peter feel that he should dye it when he was an adult.

Jason looked a lot stronger again. It can be seen that he has been exercising since he came out of Lazarus Pool, and his strong muscles made Peter feel ashamed.

"This is Peter, Peter, this is Jason." Elaine introduced, and opened the door, "Come in?"

Jason let out a "hey" and hurried in.

Peter blinked, feeling a little upset, but still said, "No, Aunt May is still waiting for me."

"Then say hello to me." Elaine said to you with a smile.

Peter agreed.

It was Jason's first time entering a girl's house, and he was a little restrained. He stood there for a long time and didn't know where to sit.

Elaine turned on the light and put the packaged food on the dining table, "What can I do?" she asked.

Jason nodded, "Ah Fu asked me to come, he said let me thank you for Bruce."

"Thank me?" Elaine was surprised.

"Superman came to Gotham a few days ago, looking for Batman at the Bat Light." Jason said.

Elaine knew what was going on.She was just surprised that Superman was so efficient and went to Gotham so quickly.

"The results of it?"

"Superman said he'd watch Batman," Jason recalls. "Bruce said whatever."

Elaine: ...

Row.

These two may have to go through a process of being either an enemy or a friend before they can reach a consensus. It is useless to force a line.

"Then why did Ah Fu let you come here just because of this?" Elaine asked, "There is no real breakthrough!"

Jason stammered, "Well, I don't know." He scratched his head, trying to find a way to divert his attention.

Finally he spotted Elaine, who was walking strangely.

"What happened to your leg?" he asked.

"Training, it hurts." Elaine said, "It still feels like a step by step, right?"

"Is it about fighting?"

"uh-huh."

"Bruce can teach you. He said that he is the second in fighting skills and no one dares to say that he is the first." Jason said seriously, "And if you come back like this every day and no one takes care of you, you will be injured. Ah Fu can also help you... ..."

"Thank you, but I have already promised others." Elaine refused, "One day I feel that I have achieved results, and it will not be too late to go to Bruce."

She believed that Bruce would beat her until she couldn't crawl the next day.

So take it easy for a while.

Jason knew that what he just said was inappropriate, and he felt too impatient to slap himself.

"Then I'll go back first." He scratched his head, "You have a good rest."

Elaine walks him out.

In Wayne Manor, Ah Fu just came out of the wine cellar and saw the messy kitchen.

"Strange, where are the meals and desserts I just made?" He was puzzled, but he guessed something after seeing the take-out box that had been dug out.

With a sigh, I wiped down the table and prepared to redo it.

"Dinner is a little late today. I guess a thief took the food away." He said to Bruce who was just about to come out to pour water.

Bruce didn't speak.

When Jason came back, he saw this scene——

Alfred smiled and looked at himself, Bruce was expressionless, and Dick was holding his stick and trying to hit him in the head, hoping to knock him out of his mind again.

"Because you took the grilled chicken away today, and you don't have time to make another pot, so—" Ah Fu stepped sideways, revealing the whole fish feast on the dinner table, "Fortunately, there are still a few fish."

"Jason Todd!" Dick yelled, "You wait!"

Jason ran away.

In the next few days, every time Elaine came home, she could see the paper bag lunch box belonging to Wayne's family at the door, but there were often post-it notes written by Ah Fu on it.

The name of the dish is written in beautiful cursive characters, and a recipe is attached.

It's too warm.

Although Elaine didn't think she would cook for herself.

But still sent a message to Bruce asking him to thank Ah Fu for his kindness.

[Bruce:?Thank you first, Jason]

He then texted Jason's phone number to Elaine.

Elaine didn't understand what it meant.

【Elaine: Do you want me to thank him for sending the things over? 】【Bruce: You ask him yourself. 】

Elaine took a screenshot of the message, sent it to Jason, and sent a question mark.

[Jason: ...]

[Elaine: Did you lie to me about something? 】【Jason: The first time I stole dinner and gave it to you quietly. ] Elaine couldn't believe what she saw.

She had imagined Dick's rage at her if he was there.

But it seems that other people didn't care, and Ah Fu even made another copy for Elaine afterwards.

[Elaine: Then thank you, and thank you, Ah Fu, for me. ] After thinking about it, she added.

[Also help me say sorry to those who didn't eat dinner. ] Jason was silent.

Because he found Dick standing behind him watching the screen.

"For she has a conscience." He snorted coldly through his nose, and walked away.

[Jason: Good. 】

Bruce is a little busy these days.

The first is that the Arkham Asylum was bombed again recently, and the clown and many people were missing.This worried him a little.

Second, Damian is very annoying.

Even if he refuses to let him go out alone, he seems to walk out at no time and nearly break some people's necks before Batman gets there.

It's ridiculous, because being a Gothamite's nightmare, he can't even manage his own son.

He didn't care what Damian was like before, but when he was with him, he had to use his creed, and the most important one was not to kill anyone.

"What's the use of that! If you kill it, it will still come out. It's better to kill it cleanly! Can't I do it if you don't?" Damian's face was stained with blood from the process of breaking a human leg, and his eyes were full of wildness. .

Bruce slapped him.

As soon as he finished smoking, he regretted it.

Damian covered his swollen face, fighting back tears, and ran away.

He's just a 7 year old kid, you can't do that to him.

Bruce heard a voice in his heart condemning himself.

But what can I do?He has been trained by his mother to be a demon.

Maybe you should go to him.

The voice continued.

Bruce fired the grapple gun and flew to the roof.

He didn't see Damian's figure.

"Ah Fu." He opened the communication.

"What's the matter, sir?"

"I lost Damian."

Damian was wronged, very wronged.He had suffered more serious injuries than this in the League of Assassins, and he had also received more rigorous training, but why did he make himself so uncomfortable with just such a slap?

He held back his tears, trying not to let them fall.

Can't cry.

Mother said not to cry.

Grandpa will disappoint you Damien.

He tried to talk his tear ducts out of working, but failed.Hot tears flowed down his hot and flushed cheeks and fell into his neckline.

He didn't know where he was, he only saw the same city lights and sidewalks everywhere.I just remember running fast, trying to get rid of all the troubles behind me.

"Hey! Do you need help?" A voice appeared above his head. Damian's first reaction was to draw out his dagger and prepare to fight, but the man fell down in surprise.

—a strange figure in a red and blue tights.

"Wow - relax, I mean no harm." The man stood briskly in front of him, squatting down, "I'm Spider-Man, do I need any help?"

Damian was still staring at him.

"I see that you are crying sadly. Have you lost your family? Are you separated?" Peter asked.

"You're the one crying!" Damian made a gesture to kick him, "Your family is the one crying!"

Peter has never seen such a violent child, and quickly surrendered, "Relax, okay? There is nothing shameful in crying, and I cried last time because I got the admission letter from my school. Everyone cry, so you just It’s really not like saying insulting words.”

"You fart! My mother said that people who cry are idiots and cowards!" Damian shot back, "Only the ten most cowardly and useless people in the world use tears to solve problems!"

"Then, I believe what your mother said is wrong." Peter's tone softened, "Why does crying mean that this person is useless? At least everyone around me will cry, I believe even Superman will cry, he Not a coward, is he?"

Damian fell silent.

Because he also cried just now, but is he a coward?Shouldn't it be?

"Where's your home? I can take you home—" Peter suggested.

"I'm not going home." Damian refused.

Peter has a headache and decides to call for help.

"Hey—Elaine! I picked up a weird kid on the road," he said into the phone.

Damian raised his head, "Elaine? Elaine Hope?" He thought of the woman he met on the first day that day, and the names Dick and the others said.

"This kid seems to know you." Peter was a little surprised. "What's your name, kid?"

"Forget it, I know who he is." Elaine on the other end of the phone held his forehead, "Don't move, I'll be right there."

The author has something to say:

I don't know if Bruce will slap rice, but I just wrote and why Jason is so sensitive and shy

My basis comes from: the picture of Er Tong returning to the dilapidated rental house and saying hello to his bedside pillow, but ooc still belongs to me