How to start Meursault

"...she resumed breathing about 10 minutes later. B and I didn't wait until she woke up because the repulsion couldn't wait."

He Jian huddled in the oversized hoodie, and fiddled with the chess pieces on the ground that represented him with his fingers that were only a little protruding from the sleeves.

He could feel Dick's over-dramatic inhalation and anticipate what he was about to say—

Sounds so romantic!

"Sounds so romantic!" Dick said, "just kind of tragic. You saved her, but she never got a chance to see you again."

Jason, who was sitting across from him, made a disgusted groan and threw a dice at the same time.

Three o'clock and four o'clock.new estate.

Dick hadn't finished his gushing: "Xiao Jing has never been special to any girl, or boy! I should know that he prefers older—"

He Jian decided to wait until the elder brother was the first to go bankrupt in this family monopoly.There's a reason why he doesn't mess around with teammates or villains like everyone in the family does.

It's Tim's turn to roll the dice.Bad luck, go to jail.

Tim looked at his chess piece and sighed sadly, crossing his shoulders and looking at Dick.

"Dick," he said very slowly, "if you'd asked Eliza or Herman, you'd have known that his species took almost two hundred human years to leave infancy, and he was basically a baby."

He Jian pretended that he didn't hear the hurtful words later, at least the former ones were accurate, he just rolled the dice silently and maliciously bought Dick's assets.

Dick didn't care about how close he was to being broke, but instead fixed his irresistible eyes on Hermione while trying to smother his brother with his octopus arms.

"'Death' just let you go? Isn't it an act of disrespect for you to give up His grace?" Damian, who sat on a chair beside him and 'would not participate in this evil game', asked, he seemed He was the only one who was interested in what kind of trick He Jian had played.

Well, after Damian asked, there were four eyes in the room on He Jian's back.

"Hmm." He Jian cleared his throat, then straightened his back, and raised his left wrist—the wrist that was injured during the two ritual spells, and let the cuff slide down to reveal the bandage wrapped underneath.

The positions where the multiple eyes focused changed a little.

"First of all, He has always been friendly." He Jian chose to put this fact at the forefront of the narrative, "He doesn't like to swing left and right like the world line."

Then he took off the bandage that was mainly used as a cover, and showed his unhealed wound in front of all his brothers.

"Does it bleed?" Tim asked as calmly as he could after staring at the wound on He Jian's wrist for a while, "I heard... Holy wounds usually bleed all the time."

He Jian shook his head.

"At the same time that Angelica's heart started beating again, I had this wound—basically the same spot I had scratched myself twice when I prayed to Him. I assured Him in my second prayer that I No grace needed, and even in another world, I'll be His forever. I guess that's probably why this wound won't heal even when I come back."

Well.Tim wonders what Bruce thinks of Hermione's presumptuous behavior.He didn't think he would agree anyway.

"I thought the reason why you couldn't come back was that you were held back by the 'death' of that universe?" Jason also gave up the game on the ground, "Why can complete devotion allow you to come back?"

"That's not total dedication." He Jian shrugged, "That world doesn't want me anymore, when I chose to kill Angelica first and pray for a resurrection that might not get a response. He knew that I renounced his power in order to continue to piss off the world, and this wound—"

He raised his wrist again so Tim could see the pale muscle and the slightly throbbing veins inside the wound.

The wound was very clean and there was no blood at all, which is really a bit weird.

"It was both a reassuring promise and a warning."

There was silence in the room for a while, followed by chaos.

"You're not sure she can be resurrected?!" "What are you doing, Xiao Jing!" "No wonder father is still angry."

Tim felt that he was the only rational person, and he first scanned everyone in the room with the 'bat glare' he learned from Bruce, and then went to the real important question.

"Explain what you just said."

Holly gave Tim a rare pout.

"At that time, I was a little...emotional. The desire for revenge surpassed the desire to go home. If He admits me the way I want, then I will stay in that world and wreak havoc." He Jian paused for a moment , and continued, "Although it is a bit blasphemy to think so, I think He wants to compensate me a little bit for the part of me being calculated by the world line. Of course the warning is to let me accept it as soon as I see it."

"I don't think there's anything more blasphemous than trying to trade one favor for another," muttered Dick. "Hasn't our 'death' said anything about it?"

He Jian sighed very deeply, wrapped his left wrist with a bandage, and silently raised his right hand in reply.

There was also a bandage under the slipped cuff.

Dick made a choked sound.

"Another holy wound?" Damian sounded even awed.

He Jian covered his forehead with both hands, despite this, Tim could still feel helpless from his movements.

"It's actually quite helpful." His voice was a little weak. "At least it's better than my own plan. Bruce doesn't have to worry about how to show me in front of the world line anymore. I'm kind of like' 'Officially' recognized outsider, but not one to be kicked out for messing around too much."

"Wait a minute." Jason suddenly realized something, "Does this mean that you can actually go to that universe?"

Bruce was shocked.

Bruce was super shocked.

He didn't understand why he had to go on a mission to outer space and come back with a report like this.

"Hejian Jingren killed his associate Angelica Hill when he was 'Luka' in the street, and then drew a magic circle to revive her." He looked at Tim and read the report dryly "Then teleported out of this universe with his Batman."

Tim looks like he's trying to defend something, like he's not making it up, but he doesn't.

"Explain why the three of you are on the street." Bruce decided to start with the question at the top of the timeline.

"In hindsight, he saw emotion manipulated me, and his Bruce acquiesced. At the time, we were going to the streets to deal with some legacy of 'Luca'."

This answer...is slightly different from the relationship between the characters in Bruce's mind.

"Then, you happened to meet Angelica Hill who was attacked on the street." Bruce said in a very blunt tone.

After several changes in Tim's expression, he finally turned into giving up, and he scratched his hair angrily, almost incoherent.

"...I really don't have a chance to verify whether she is acute subdural hematoma, B, the brain damage has completely disappeared after Angelica came back to life. But I believe that Bruce, who is here, is completely unaware of this, After He Jian killed her, he looked very depressed, and He Jian acted as if he had suddenly lost his mind."

Bruce has already listened to Tim's recording.He Jian's eerie laughter was indeed akin to insanity.

He turned his attention back to Tim's report.

The relationship between He Jian and the other him can already be confirmed to be misinterpreted. It is entirely possible that the previous performance was a performance aimed at him, that is to say, there was a purpose for doing so.

What good would it do to lie to him that it was an abusive unhealthy relationship?Apart from making him feel uncomfortable, and considering whether to leave He Jian completely - aren't those two people unwavering in their desire to go back?

Thinking of seeing this mysterious child in He, Bruce felt like he was starting to have a headache.Perhaps his orphan hoarding wasn't the most incurable, the other one was obviously a little more terminally ill.

Kill people with superpowers on the street, resurrect on the street, and teleport on the street.Luckily this is Gotham, and no one cares if a weird thing or two happens on the streets.

Perhaps it would be the right choice to sort out this entire incident related to another world that spanned half a year, and put it in the file cabinet and never leave it alone.

He Jian has his own Gotham, his own Bruce and his own brothers and sisters, this universe should not—

"Father." Damian looked down from the stairs, with excitement on his face that was hard to hide completely.

"Damian." Bruce tried not to sound tired at all.

His youngest son came briskly down, holding an open letter in his hand.

"Father, Hejian wrote me a letter." Damian said, "Obviously, a few months ago, he saved Resurrection, so Deathstroke and mother were able to reconcile."

It was very easy to catch a glimpse of what was on that letter.

Greetings to all the family at the beginning, followed by a series of... shoujo manga recommendations for Damien?It was an apology at the end.

——I'm sorry for hiding a lot of things before.It takes more than a little acting to make the universe ignore or let me go.Bruce indulged me a little too much.

The back is like a simple table listing all the things He Jian 'did but didn't tell' them, probably.

But what caught Bruce's attention was the inscription at the bottom of the entire letter. He repeated the date several times before realizing that Damian said 'wrote a letter' rather than 'leaved a letter'.

"Was that date yesterday?" Tim's voice broke the silence in the Batcave.

"You send the letter through one, no, two supreme beings." Bruce looked at He Jian who was escorted by Dick and Jason from left to right, and repeated what he was told very numbly.

"033 completely terminated the contract with me after I finished teleporting. B03 seems to have blocked our universe in a targeted manner. There is no other way to contact that world." He Jian's expression seemed as if he really thought this was the only thing that should be considered same thing.

Bruce internally apologized to everyone else for the fact that he ever thought He Jian was the sweetest of all his kids.

"What would your mother say?" he said, resisting the urge to rub his temples to ease his headache. "You're so disrespectful to 'death'?"

Hopefully Eliza still has enough authority over there, because Bruce is pretty sure he doesn't.

He Jian lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head happily: "She may feel that I still have some hope after all, but I have to remember to offer sacrifices every time I pray."

Dick and Jason snickered, very aboveboard.It seemed that the two of them were mainly trying to torture Bruce, not educate the little brother.

Bruce begins to question his life choices.Why on earth did he let so many kids hurt his nerves?

He thought about it for more than ten seconds, and realized with despair that it was because——

He loves them.

"You know you can talk to me about Angelica directly." Bruce decided to counter.

He Jian froze with the innocent expression on his face.

Bruce glanced at Dick and Jason again, and added, "Alone."

A few seconds later, only He Jian and Bruce were left sitting face to face.

The silence lasted for a while, until He Jian accidentally pulled the drawstring on the hoodie too far, causing the hat to fall off.

"You keep saying that that matter is too easy, not too difficult." He Jian didn't look up, "Our situation is actually different."

Bruce says it's too easy to kill because once the line is crossed it becomes reliant on that method as the final solution.

And He Jian has no problems to solve - in theory, if he thinks in this direction, Bruce will fall into He Jian's 'trap'.

"I know 'death' has a different meaning to you." He looked at He Jian calmly, "What you did to Angelica was to hope that she could live healthy or die without pain. Better to let her live with permanent brain damage. Do you know where your mistake is?"

Bruce's kid looked up at him, eyes twinkling.

"Autonomy. Do you think Jason would want you to just resurrect him if..." Bruce resisted the urge to take a deep breath, "again, die?"

It was a mean example, and Bruce didn't even think he could honor Jason's request, but—

"He asked to be cremated." He Jian's voice sounded muffled, as if he was very uncomfortable.

"We're all going to die, much earlier than you. It's unstoppable. This has nothing to do with the world line, and I think you know it very well. Your father's situation is very special," Bruce said.

He Jian Lusheng's "residence right" in hell is a kind of chain that is completely bound to Elisa, so that he does not have to be judged or reincarnated, and the loss of soul is shared by Eliza.And this kind of contract is based on the premise that He Jian Lu Sheng is completely voluntary.

Hejian Jingren was doomed not to repeat this contract with his surviving family members.

Bruce thought He Jian looked almost on the verge of tears.He put his hand reassuringly on the back of his baby's neck, feeling a slight shiver.

But he can't end here yet.

"Tell me, what did you feel when you let her die?" Bruce asked.

"Wrong. I get the feeling she doesn't want it to end yet. Like a rude snap of a thread."

He Jian once described to Bruce how he felt about death.Calm, intimate, secure, heavy and light, like a sweet dream.

"It's disgusting to take her life forcibly." He Jian's soft voice continued, "It's like stealing something from someone else."

Bruce knew he wouldn't do it again, so he didn't say much, just comforted his baby until he fell asleep in his arms.

After a while, the man who has been with him the longest comes up with a blanket, and Bruce takes it quietly.

"Alfie." He stretched out the blanket to cover He Jian, "Do you think I need to tell him—"

"You are grateful?" Alfred Pennyworth looked at his child.

Bruce finds it difficult to describe his feelings about what He Jian did in that word.Although he had just given He Jian a small lecture on 'how to accept the inevitable departure of loved ones', it was another matter for him.No matter how similar this universe is to that universe, Bruce feels he'll never be ready for the news when he realizes Alfred isn't there.

He's pretty sure his kids will join him in making sure this doesn't happen.

Bruce stares back at the man he sees as his father.

"Yes," he said.

"Of course it is necessary." Alfred replied, "Master Bruce, of course it is necessary."