Reincarnated as Gotham's beauty trash

For a child as young as ten years old, encountering Batman and Robin in his room in the middle of the night is no different from having a nightmare.

Although Bruce has repeatedly assured that he will not use any threats of violence.But finding a weirdo in a bat suit standing in the shadow of the bedroom curtains at midnight is quite the psychological shadow of childhood.

This was Jason's first mission, and he was gearing up, excitedly preparing to intimidate his little friends.

Dick may have forgotten the friendship he and Tim once had.He gleefully connected to the camera on Jason's mask, and hid behind the computer screen to watch Tim's tragic situation.

To their disappointment, Tim was only slightly surprised for a moment when Bruce emerged from the shadowy corner of Tim's room.Dick didn't even get a few shots of his shocked expression.

He greeted them very politely, as if he was entertaining two guests in suits, "Are you here to see me? Mom and Dad are asleep, please don't wake them up."

He also kindly brought them two small benches, but Bruce refused.Batman and Robin don't need a bench.

Generally speaking, the communication between the two parties is very decent and mature.Bruce and Tim have an in-depth discussion about Batman's true identity and promise to keep their identity a secret.

There is no link of being beaten to amnesia as imagined, which is gratifying.

Dick is still active in Gotham after debuting under the code name "Nightwing". Some people may associate "Nightwing" with "Robin", but the existence of Jason makes them puzzled.

But soon they will find the difference between Dick and Jason, but at that time Nightwing has entered the public eye, and Dick's goal of getting rid of the label of Batman's assistant has also been achieved.

There are no super criminals out for a while, and Gotham is in a relatively calm period.

And I broke away from the status of a social animal, and occasionally used the name Bruce gave me to replace Bruce on the board of directors of Wayne Enterprises to fight with others, and quarreled with a group of directors who talked crookedly.

I thought about it for a long time, and suddenly found that I had already lived the life I dreamed of.

Listening to the sound of the two brothers Dick and Jason arguing in the living room, and Afu's classic lines of yin and yang to Bruce.Holding my teacup, I sighed, yes, this is not much different from my ideal life.

In this cozy atmosphere, I got a call from Pepper.It's really strange that this busy man would ask me out for a trip one day.

"Do you have time?" Pepper asked over the phone. "If you have time, we'll go now."

"Are you leaving now?" I asked, "It's ten o'clock at night, are you sure?"

"Sure." Pepper affirmed, and I keenly noticed that her breathing was rougher than usual, and she might not be in a good mood.

I immediately stood up from the sofa, "Okay, where do we meet, I'll pack up now."

"I'll drive over to pick you up," she sniffed, trying to keep her voice steady, "Are you home?"

"At home, you just drive over, and I'll take 10 minutes to pack up."

Holding the phone, I ran up the stairs, pulled out my travel bag from the closet, and hastily packed a few changes of clothes.

When I zipped up my backpack, Bruce stood at the door of the bedroom, looking at the bag in my hand, "What are you going to do?"

"Pepper is not in a good mood, I will go out with her for a while, maybe for a few days." I motioned him to look at the backpack in my hand, "I won't pack too many things, I will buy them directly if necessary. "

"Do you have transportation?" Bruce asked. "You can take the family plane."

I bypassed him and hurried downstairs, "It's okay, Pepper will drive over to pick me up."

"Have you brought your wallet, ID card, passport, bank card, and your driver's license?"

He was wordy enough, so I took the sunscreen and travel-sized skin care products handed over by Ah Fu and stuffed them into my bag.

"Bring them all, I took one of your bank cards, thank you for the financial support."

Pepper and I might have driven into Gotham when we called.It didn't take long for me to wait for her at the gate of the manor.

The main entrance of Wayne Manor is a road, and she parked the car directly at the gate of the manor.

I sat in the passenger seat with my bag in hand, and saw her hold the steering wheel and take a deep breath. From the outside, there was no sign of emotional breakdown.

I didn't rush to ask her what happened, but with a playful smile, I peeled off the snacks that I walked along from the living room and fed them to her mouth.

"This beautiful lady, I fell in love with you at first sight, would you like to leave your blacksmith boyfriend and elope with me?"

She glanced at me with a snack in her mouth, her voice was a little vague, "Are you willing to give up Wayne's large land and countless zeros in the deposit for me?"

"It doesn't matter." I said sincerely, "The man you get is worthless."

I slammed my backpack into the backseat, "Where do we go now?"

"Go to the airport." Pepper said, she looked at me in surprise, "You don't think I'm just going to drive around the United States, I don't want to see anything related to Stark, so let's go abroad."

Well, I underestimated the seriousness of the problem.

But it doesn't matter, I will bring some souvenirs to a few people in my family.

We bought a plane ticket to Italy, and Pepper parked the car at the airport and boarded the plane with me without any luggage.

The first stop is Florence, the birthplace of the Renaissance and the famous capital of flowers.We spent fifteen hours on the road and arrived just in the afternoon.

We were too tired to go shopping, so we ordered takeaway from the hotel and planned to sleep until tomorrow morning.

I showered, rolled in bed, patted the pillow, "I miss the days when we slept in the same bed so much."

Pepper was wiping her hair with a dry towel, and finally smiled nostalgicly after hearing what I said, "That was all so many years ago."

When we were in college, we were roommates who lived in double dorms.The suite has two bedrooms and no living room.

On the second night when there was no class, we would crowd into my room to watch a movie, because I have a projection screen in my room.

Pepper is a much more diligent cook than I am, and she can make some microwave popcorn and fresh-squeezed juice.

We just lay on the bed together, watched movies while eating, and talked about the boys who chased us at school and our dates the other day.

The more we chat, the more fun we get, and in the end we don't even bother to watch the movie, we just lay down in the quilt and gossip, until one of the people's voice becomes quieter, and he falls asleep as soon as he closes his eyes.

I put my arms around the pillow, "It's gossip time now, please, ma'am, talk about your inner distress."

"You are as merciful as a priest in a church." Pepper scolded with a smile, "I don't really want to talk about this, but I can scold him with you."

I hooked the corner of her clothes, "I can call and scold him in person, will you give me extra money?"

"You have so much money in your hands that you won't be able to spend it all in your next life, yet you want to covet my ten-dollar tip."

"It's a matter of attitude." I said sadly, "Ah Fu made grilled ribs at noon today, and I paid too much for you."

"You won't be hungry." Pepper sat up on the bed next to me.

I played with her wet hair, thinking that I was back in college.

After marrying Bruce, I rarely left Gotham, and the occasional trips to other cities were also business trips for the Gotham Charity Association.This cross-country trip was one of my rare vacations from Wayne House.

There are no cute but energetic little boys, no good-looking men whose biggest function is to not open their mouths, just me and my little sisters.This is called happiness.

There is no time limit for this vacation, and there is no rush for any itinerary.

Pepper and I were wearing a peaked cap and mixed among the pedestrians, following the tour guide's explanations at the scenic spots.

I paid for a young painter who sold paintings on the street to help us draw a picture of the two of us, and happily sent postcards to several people in my family in the boutique where most of the goods were used to deceive foreigners.

I noticed that Pepper was quite concerned about the pair of iris flower rings on the counter. I took a few more glances, and then leaned over to provoke her, "If you don't want to wear a pair of rings with Tony, I can reluctantly share it next to the wedding ring." Give you a finger."

"Because you played the loving mother in front of your three children for so long, I almost forgot how lively you were."

I winked at her, "The ring finger belongs now, you can choose whatever you want from the remaining eight fingers."

Pepper knocked on the counter and asked the teller to bring out the pair of rings. She tossed one of the rings to me, "Your left little finger belongs to it."

Pepper and Tony have been on and off for many years, and their relationship has been between stable and unstable, but they are always together, and their tacit understanding cannot be changed.

And I got Pepper's ring earlier than Tony, so it was worth taking ten close-up high-definition detailed photos and sending them to him to show off.

We found a handmade experience hall in a remote alley.The woodwork and carving skills of Florentine craftsmen are very famous, but this kind of place for tourists to experience and play will certainly not teach many advanced skills.

We spent the whole afternoon doing our art homework for elementary school students who have no sense of beauty and are ugly.

Pepper sculpted a bloated kitten, and she leaned over to look at my work, "What's this?"

I looked at the irregular piece of wood in my hand, raised my eyebrows and said hesitantly, "Hmm... maybe it's a bat."

Pepper savored it carefully, "...I didn't see it."

"That means you don't have artistic talent, dear." I took a few pictures of the little bat and put it in my bag, deciding that this was a gift for Bruce.

I sent the photo to Bruce and got a ringing phone shortly after.

"It's very distinctive." The background sound over there was very quiet, and it seemed that he was not with the children.

I happily replied, "This is a gift for you, I can put it on the bedside table in the bedroom when I go back."

"Ah Fu may comment on this."

I asked again, "How is home?"

"everything is normal."

I looked at the text from Dick at the same time, and calmly compared the "Jason and Bruce had a fight and Kassan wants to be a vigilante and Dick himself wants to move out of Gotham" to "everything is normal."

Maybe Bruce's psychological expectations are so low, I guess I can get a call from Jason tonight, and listen to the kid complaining cynically about Bruce's dictatorship.

"They asked me why you ran out suddenly, Jason thought I was mad at you." Bruce sighed, "When are you coming back?"

I opened the schedule, "It will be a long, long time, our trip has just begun."

"You can use this to experience the feelings of a single father and cherish your current life." I comforted, "I wish you good luck."

I hope that when I go back, Wayne Manor has not been demolished by this group of parents and children who make trouble every day.

Probably not, after all, Ah Fu is there.