[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

Dick was lying on the bed, waking up from sleep, rubbing his face on the pillow, and vaguely saw the gray pillowcase in front of him.In just a few seconds, he came to his senses. This is no longer his home. Dick turned over and looked at the small clock on the bedside table. Dick shivered——

It's ten o'clock in the morning!How did he sleep until now!

Dick got up from the bed in a panic, washed up quickly, thought about it, and walked downstairs in his pajamas, but when he turned the stairs leading to the corner of the dining room, there was nothing in the lounge and dining room. The whole family is waiting for his picture.

The wimpy Mazanina yawned and slumped on the children's chair by the dining table, biting the milk toast in her hand with blurred eyes, and the big white dog pouted her buttocks and buried her dog's face in the dog food at the kitchen door , The dog's tail was wagging happily. When Xiao Krypton heard Dick's footsteps approaching, he raised his dog's head and looked at Dick, "Wow!"

After yawning, Mazanina raised her head when she heard the dog barking, saw a person, and said hello: "Good morning, Dick!"

"Good morning, Nina!" Dick replied immediately.The bewildered little princess buried her head down again, carefully gnawing on the slice of toast.

In the huge restaurant, there was no sign of Bruce and Clark at all. Dick walked up to Xiao Krypton, stroked Xiao Krypton’s little white head, and after the dog said hello, he concentrated on eating dog food. Dick had an idea in his heart—— The two of them couldn't have woken up yet.

Alfred came out of the kitchen. Dick squatted and saw the figure, and immediately stood up. Dick looked at Alfred who was holding a plate in his hand, and immediately said hello: "Good morning, Alfred."

"Good morning, Master Grayson." To be honest, Dick is still not used to this address, and Alfred looked at Dick who was hesitant to speak, and said, "Do you want to ask where the two gentlemen at home have gone? "

Dick nodded obediently, and Alfred pressed Dick's shoulders to lead the child to sit down at the dining table, and put the plate in his hand, Alfred said: "As you imagined, they Haven't woken up yet." Alfred looked at the child's relaxed posture, and added: "And, according to the weekend routine, after you have breakfast, you can go up with Miss to make up for the cage sleep."

Facing Dick's shocked eyes, Alfred smiled and said, "Master Bruce and Mr. Kent probably won't get up until twelve noon."

For some reason, Dick relaxed completely. The family members of this family didn't mean to treat him specially, as if he was a member of this family in the first place.

"Of course," Alfred said in an urging tone, "I hope you can go to the garden to exercise after having breakfast." Alfred looked at the little princess and said, " After all, your situation is different from Miss, I tell you that you still want to maintain your current figure, right?"

Dick looked at the wimpy, limp, baby-fat little princess. He recalled the soft piapia of the little princess when he held Mazanina yesterday, and nodded quickly.

The dinner prepared by Alfred last night left a deep impression on Dick. If he doesn't exercise, these delicious and nutritious foods will have no problem feeding him fat in a short period of time.

So, after Dick finished practicing the basic skills of acrobatics, ran five laps around the garden, sweated profusely, entered the house from the back door, returned to his room, took a combat shower, and went downstairs to see Clark and Bruce sitting together .

Dick walked in, he keenly observed what Clark said, the two stopped talking abruptly, then Bruce looked up at him, Clark turned around slowly - Dick was right, Bruce was Talk to him about Superman's interview with the Daily Planet.

Dick said hello: "Good morning, Bruce, Clark!"

Bruce nodded slightly, and replied: "Good morning," Clark's answer was more blunt. He yawned while waving his hands. Bruce said, "Don't take a shower immediately after running, it's not good for your health."

Dick nodded very obediently.

Bruce watched the little boy walk into the dining room slowly, looking left and right, he continued, "The dog is with Nina," Bruce paused, and said, "Go back to sleep."

The little boy who gradually got acquainted with the two men curled his lips slightly. He walked over to Clark and tugged at the sleeve of Clark who seemed to be in a daze. Clark came back to his senses. He stood up and said Said, "I'm going to the bathroom!"

Dick's movement of pulling his sleeves froze, and he saw Clark's figure disappearing at the corner of the stairs. As soon as Dick looked up, he met Bruce's clear and insightful eyes. Dick is about to run away, and Bruce asks, "What are you trying to say?"

"No...it's nothing." Dick, who was just a vicious little animal at the moment, didn't have the courage to fight against Bruce alone.

Bruce thought about it for a while. He recalled what Alfred told him and Dick. He just said that Mazanina was sleeping with the dog back to the cage, and Dick had just finished exercising. Bruce said: "You miss my sister Do you exercise with you in the morning?" Bruce looked at Dick's stunned look, he laughed, slightly imitated Clark's movements, touched the top of Dick's head, and said, "You think it's unfair?"

A child, any kind of child, seeks a delicate kind of fairness.

"Hmm..." Dick's tone changed: "Humph!"

"Do you want to talk?" Bruce slowed down his voice. Obviously, Dick is different from Marzanina. An eight-year-old boy has reached a sensible age, and his mind is clear at a young age, just like Clark said. Show him kindness, Dick has made this place his home.

Dick scratched his head, opened the stool and sat down opposite Bruce, put his hands on his knees, and said, "Say it."

"I'm assuming," Bruce said, moving the newspaper away a little, "you don't really want to give up the results you have practiced since you were very young." Dick nodded quickly, and just about to open his mouth, Bruce pressed his hand to signal that he wanted to go first After finishing speaking, Dick shut his mouth, and Bruce continued: "I adopted you, and I will give you a good living environment and good educational resources."

Dick rolled his eyes.

"But..." Dick showed an expression that I knew. Bruce looked at the little boy's expression and smiled. He said, "You think I'm doing a charity show?"

Dick nodded slightly and then shook his head quickly.

"A small part of it is a charity show, showing my generosity and kindness, I don't deny that," Dick's eyes lit up, and he liked Bruce's unabashedly sincere dialogue. In part, I adopted you because of my personal experience, and as you know, my parents passed away when I was eight."

Dick lowered his eyebrows, and Bruce slowed down his voice. He said, "If I wasn't a Wayne, with Alfred's care and education, and Clark's company and care, in the city of Gotham, life for orphans would be difficult." ’” Dick’s head dropped as well, and Bruce said, “We’re alike, in every way, and that’s the real reason I adopted you, get it?”

"Got it," Dick said.

"So, I will take care of you, raise you, and educate you," Bruce said: "But, going back to the previous topic, your future is chosen by yourself, and I don't want to and have no right to make choices for you."

Dick immediately pressed, "What choice?"

Bruce looked at Dick's reaction, but didn't say it directly. He said slowly: "Before you know the options to choose, you need to complete some things first. You can take them as the joy of life, or as my respect for you. Your test," Bruce continued, looking into Dick's brighter eyes, "As you can see, we have some secrets that we don't want you to know right now."

Bruce revealed bluntly: "It's like you were upset when Clark and I heard you come in and stop the conversation." Dick scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and he rarely praised: "Your observation is very keen, but not enough."

"You also found out," Bruce pressed the little boy's shoulders. Although the boy was young but his muscles were very strong, he said, "I am completely different from what the outside world describes. I can tell you that Clarke and I do have a secret." Without telling you, this mansion also hides secrets."

Bruce withdrew his hand, and was caught by Dick halfway. Dick was a little excited-children like adventure. Bruce looked at Dick's excited and excited expression, and said, "It seems that you know the content of the challenge."

Dick held Bruce's hand. He didn't have the politeness that was close to alienation when he first arrived. Dick said, "You want me to explore this mansion, observe your life and Clark's life, and dig out your secrets?"

Bruce nodded, and the corners of his mouth with a slight smile deepened a little. Bruce said, "Three months, Dick," Bruce looked at Dick's bright and confident smile, and said, "When Wayne Manor was rebuilt, I was I designed this house myself, don't be too arrogant, little boy."

Dick raised his hand and said excitedly, "I have a few questions."

"When I'm going to explore the house, if my sister wants to be with me, do I need to avoid her?" Dick asked seriously.

"You can take her to play with you," Bruce added, "Nina, she doesn't know our secret. She started from the same place as you."

"Oh." Dick, who had a hint of cheating, responded.Dick managed to pull himself together, and he asked, "Does Clark know?" Bruce nodded.

"Can I ask him for a tip?" Dick asked.

"If you can get the wind out of him, of course you can," Bruce replied, thinking for a moment before adding, "But don't get your hopes up."

Dick, a little bit geared up, said one last thing, asking, "Can you give me any hints, like where should I start?"

Bruce thought for a while and replied, "You can start with the hidden passages and chambers in the mansion."

At this moment, Alfred came over from the lounge, and the housekeeper listened to the conversation between Bruce and his adopted son. He showed a gentle smile at Dick, and added slowly, "Grey Master Sen, I am responsible for cleaning the house most of the time, please don't make the room too messy."

Master Grayson shrank his neck and suppressed the excitement and excitement in his heart. He quickly replied: "Okay, no problem!" Alfred nodded, bowed slightly, turned and left, Dick turned to look at Bruce , he asked: "Has Fu been listening to us?" Bruce nodded.

Dick glanced in the direction of the stairs, changed the subject, and asked, "Where's Clark?" Dick thought he might also go up to catch up on sleep.

Bruce didn't explain, he shook his head, and Dick understood Bruce's actions in this way-after Clark went upstairs to use the bathroom, he probably stayed upstairs to do other things.And the meaning of Bruce's action is what it sounds like—he doesn't know.

"Then here I go!" Dick announced. "I've loved adventure games like this since I was a kid."

Dick's sadness is still there, of course, but people can't be immersed in the grief of loss all day long. The smart boy thinks he knows that the adventure game Bruce arranged for him is to distract him-of course this guess Also right.

After more than an hour, Clark came downstairs. Bruce was sitting on the sofa in the lounge with his legs stretched out, leaning on the sofa and fumbling with his mobile phone. Some, he looked at Clark's slightly wet hair, and the faint burnt smell wafting from his body.

"Fire?" Bruce made a firm inference with interrogative sentences.

"I'll go and see that kid," Clark nodded, and he said, "Is this level of prompting okay?"

Bruce replied, "Blow dry your hair."

Clark had been listening to the conversation between Bruce and Dick when he was fighting the fire. He asked, "Are you going to let Nina know about us?"

Bruce sighed, and said: "It's time, Clark," Bruce said with some seriousness: "The person who sent Nina back from the future would not want her, a person who can reverse the future, to be so innocent and innocent. innocent."

Their daughter is just milk but not naive.

Clark patted Bruce's hand, and he asked, "Before Dick came back, you said you had two things to discuss with me. One was when I was being interviewed, and the other?"

Bruce tilted his head and looked at Clark, and said in his mouth, "When Dick's parents' funeral is over and you finish the case of Hyena Manor, I need you to take an annual leave and accompany me to a place."

Clark didn't press the question, he just replied: "Okay."

After the dog and the little girl had finished sleeping, they ran downstairs playing around, and saw Bruce stretching his legs and sitting on the short sofa at the corner of the couch, and Clark lying on the couch, pillowing Bruce's legs, both Everyone is messing with their phones.

Little Krypton walked a little faster, then sped up happily, jumped onto the sofa, and pressed on Clark. The tip of the fat dog's nose just landed under Clark's chin, and the little girl ran to Bruce's neck, "Hula!" He hugged his father's neck tightly and took a sip.