[Comprehensive Anglo-American] To be a king can save the world

After Bruce arrived at the manor, he was caught by Afu to treat the wound.

With a cold face, Ryan refused all communication, leaving only an indifferent back, which made the Batman realize once again that Ryan and Batman are exactly the same.

Batman has the same look of refusing to communicate when he is angry.

Ryan leaned against the door of the infirmary and did not go in. In the infirmary, Ah Fu treated Batman's abdominal wound. This time he did not choose to help Batman repair the wound because he was still angry.

Ryan had already taken off the white suit jacket and casually draped it on his arm, revealing a slender and resilient waist wrapped in a white shirt and a silver-gray vest.

Ryan rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his muscular but powerful arms.

He held a lady's cigarette between two thin, well-articulated fingers that Dick had held and played with.

It's the one that Kate often smokes. I don't know if he asked for it from Kate, or it was sneaky.

Bruce does have the habit of hiding and smoking alone when he is irritable. He does not let other people in the manor smoke, but he will smoke alone.

He raised his head, letting the white hair fall on his forehead, blocking part of his vision, with an unconcealable tiredness on his face.

Lonely and alienated.

Dick, who was standing downstairs and caught a glimpse of Ryan, subconsciously held his breath, and in the next second, he had the urge to break this loneliness.

He shouldn't be so lonely even though he's alienating everyone.

So Dick deliberately stepped on a section of the stairs, and as expected, Ryan, who sensed Dick approaching, immediately packed up his fragility and returned to his usual indifferent and hard appearance, just like Bruce.

Ryan pinched out the cigarette in his hand as if nothing had happened, and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

"I'm going to check on Bruce and hope he's not badly hurt."

Ryan nodded, took two steps to the side, and let out the door.

Today he didn't stare at him like a wolf protecting his food like last time, refusing everyone to get close to Bruce.

Ryan lowered his eyes and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly. He wanted to guard Bruce and reject everyone's resistance as before, but now he was very tired. He should have known that Bruce believed in his family more than him, and rejected Bruce His family went to visit Bruce, which was ridiculously childish.

After the flames of anger were burnt out, what was left to Ryan was the tiredness and confusion that filled his entire body, like crushed ice mixed with fallen leaves.

He made Bruce face up to 'his' desires and thoughts.

What about him?How has he ever looked at himself?

Isn't he also 'Batman', even if it's just a split part.

He was terrified, his fingers were trembling in places where no one could see him, he was afraid to see Bruce hurt, just thinking that Bruce might die, would be killed by those he had saved, someone would betray him, these betrayers Ultimately, Batman will be killed.

These thoughts, which he had put in the deepest part, completely exploded today when he saw Batman being hurt.

He couldn't accept that Bruce would suffer this, endure this, and end up dying alone in a place no one cared about.

because.

Because Bruce is him too.

At the same time, he is also the person he loves the most, and he loves 'myself' the most.

"What about you?" Dick's sudden question interrupted Ryan's thoughts.

"What?" Ryan raised his head subconsciously, and he met the pair of Dick's eyes that were always shining even at night, as wide as the sky, as if they could see through all hidden truths.

Dick was really perceptive sometimes, realizing what Dick was saying, Ryan couldn't help thinking.

Dick smiled, with two canine teeth on his lower lip, looking cute and refreshing, like the sunshine of a big American boy.

He thought Ryan didn't understand what he said, so he explained again: "What about you? Are you seriously injured?"

Ryan replied calmly, maintaining a calm expression: "I'm not hurt, and Harley Quinn didn't even touch me."

"You know, that's not what I meant."

"What do you want to say?" Ryan glanced at Dick as if nothing had happened, but he did not have the usual cold attitude.

Dick pointed out nonchalantly, "You care about him a lot, don't you?"

Leon paused, realizing what Dick was going to say.

"When he sees him hurt, he will show a painful expression. He is so angry that he wants to kill the clown and those hypocritical celebrities, but he always maintains a trace of reason. The reason is because you can't step over Bruce's bottom line."

"But Bruce is Bruce and he will never change for anyone but us."

"So you just keep getting hurt."

"You gave him everything, but he always—"

Ryan interrupted Dick's words coldly: "Because I am him, as the hidden side of Batman who was never exposed to the strong appearance, he is a strong Batman who will never fall, so I naturally Worrying about 'myself' getting hurt, he never cared about himself, so I showed up, and I cared about him."

"Are you worried about 'myself' getting hurt..." Dick looked at Ryan's furrowed brows for a while, and then he smiled.

This smile made Ryan feel a little guilty, as if his lie had been exposed by Dick.

"So are you the 'self' hidden by Batman, or the 'self' abandoned by Batman?"

As soon as Dick finished speaking, he saw that pair of gloomy saffron pupils shrank into a small dot suddenly as if they had seen a strong light.

Dick, who had said these words in a flash, pursed his lips, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, he shouldn't have said his speculation to Ryan.

No one wants to be the one who is abandoned. Ryan has been trying to change Batman, but never dared to cross the bottom line of Batman. Does this mean that he is cautious, afraid that he will be abandoned by Batman?

How ridiculous and pathetic that Batman's 'ego' is terrified of being abandoned by Batman.

But Dick's quick talk cruelly stripped off Ryan's disguise, but this was not his original intention, he didn't intend to hurt Ryan.

He just selfishly hoped that Ryan would not put all his eyes on Bruce, even if he glanced at him.

But Dick clearly knew why Ryan only focused on Bruce, because Ryan just didn't want to be left behind by Batman.

And Ryan is not his chief, but he still can't help but want to get this person's attention, which will give him a strange sense of happiness, as if, as if his chief is still alive, still watching him, Just in another way.

Dick, who realized his mistake, immediately apologized: "Sorry, Bruce. I..."

Ryan didn't listen to Dick's excuses. He lowered his eyes, and the incandescent lamp above his head illuminated his pale complexion. The blue veins buried under his skin were clearly visible, which seemed vulnerable to a single blow.

"As you said, I'm just the one who was abandoned, so what's wrong if I want to catch up with him and let him pick me up again?"

Ryan's voice trembled unceasingly. He thought he was still maintaining a calm demeanor, but he didn't know that his usual indifferent expression was as messy as a tilted chessboard.

His brows were tightly wrinkled, the slits of his beautiful long and narrow eyes widened, his lips trembled, and the corners of his eyes turned red as if they had been pinched hard, like a sunset glow.

Inevitably, Dick thought of some beautiful scenes when he was with Ryan in the past.

Ryan didn't listen to what Dick said, he just walked past Dick without even looking at Dick.

Fortunately, Dick did not catch up, Ryan was relieved and secretly happy.

Now he likes the self-imagining ability of the Batman a little bit. Since they can complete the background story for him by their own brains, why would Ryan not do it?

If Dick thinks he's part of Batman's abandoned 'ego' then why can't he take advantage of that.

He can use Dick's guilt for hurting him to increase Dick's trust in him.

At night, Tim took over Bruce's work, and Bruce returned to the room to rest under the urging of everyone.

Since returning to Wayne Manor, he has never seen Ryan anywhere in the manor, which made him relieved and at the same time a little uneasy.

He shouldn't be feeling this way.

Something was out of his control, which made him very unhappy.

He doesn't like things that are no longer under his control, even though most of the time what happens to him is out of his control.

Bruce pushed open the door, he paused for a moment, the expression on his face immediately turned calm, he looked up at the young man standing in front of the arc-shaped French window.

Ryan took off the slim suit, and only wore a thin shirt with a ruby ​​neckline sandwiched between the collar of the shirt. His lower body was a pair of silky black trousers, which were naturally vertical without any wrinkle, and the ankles were closed. It seems that it has lost the chilling aura of wearing black armor in the past, but it has a bit more high-class elegance.

Ryan's body is slender, completely different from Bruce's figure who has been crawling and rolling in battle all the year round. It doesn't look like much flesh, as if pressing his leg and bending him lightly can break him into two pieces.

Bruce knew that this slender body could explode with terrifying power that would make everyone tremble with fear.

It is precisely because he is not just a delicate flower that he attracts Bruce's attention.

Ryan turned his back to the door, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head. There were more emotions on that usually calm or indifferent face. Before Bruce could understand them, Ryan quickly tidied them up, and then He returned to his usual indifferent appearance.

It's just that that face is paler and more fragile than before.

It is undeniable that Ryan's appearance is indeed very eye-catching. Perhaps he has never said that Dick has a very good aesthetic, and it is no wonder that Dick will never forget Ryan Brea's body.

Bruce just looked at Ryan's face and the red eyes that were full of intoxicating light for a moment, then came back to his senses. He walked into the room and closed the door with his backhand.

While Bruce was thinking, he suddenly felt blessed, and he remembered something.

He didn't walk up to Ryan in the first place and didn't ask why Ryan appeared in his room.

Bruce went straight to the cabinet in the room, took a goblet from the cabinet, put his finger on the cup, took out the corkscrew from the cabinet, and stabbed it at the pulp of his index finger without hesitation.