[comprehensive] refuse to forgive color

Master Wayne felt that Wayne's house was completely different from what he had imagined.

Unlike the unprepared and caught-off-guard Wayne family, Damian still had plenty of time to prepare before coming to his father, including researching all the information he wanted to know-no trust was It can be supported without data and intelligence, this is the truth he learned in the Assassin League since he was a child.

Of course, although it is well known that Bruce Wayne is an ignorant playboy, he knows that his father is Batman, so there is nothing to check, and it may not be possible to find any other useful information.As for the current mistress of the Wayne family...

In the mouths of the media and the public, the evaluation of Miss Quinn and Mrs. Wayne is nothing more than gentle and kind, sweet and considerate, a great medical scientist... and so on.A naive, featureless, silly, white and sweet young lady who is extremely boring-this is the definition that Master Wayne gave her in his heart before coming to Wayne's house.

On the first day of the real meeting, Master Wayne was even more sure of his opinion - she only listened to Batman's three or two explanations and then easily accepted her arrival. Either she was really stupid and sweet to the extreme, or Hypocrisy and hypocrisy, no matter what kind, are extremely boring.

But... within a few hours, he overturned the idea.

Master Wayne felt that he had no idea what this woman was thinking.

She obviously shouldn't like him - who likes a husband and another woman's illegitimate child?So the first night he came, she threatened him—threatened him to be good, and told him it was no use complaining to his father.

then……

There's no after that.

She looked like she didn't remember what happened that night at all, she was smiling every day, and she didn't know what to be happy about; every time he was about to strike, she didn't dodge at all, as if she was sure He didn't dare to make a move at all; he was always nagging about those trivial things, he had to come to the ward rounds every night before going to bed, he liked to kiss his face and head at every turn... Especially with Grayson, he always kissed and hugged , Tired and crooked, it's really annoying.He really didn't understand, he knew that Grayson had witnessed the murder of his parents when he was still young, how could he still laugh silly like this every day, and was still a long-winded talker ?Todd also looked very annoying, acting like he didn't want to talk to anyone, but he never saw him rejecting the hostess's kiss, what a hypocrisy!But the most annoying person is Drake-it seems that everyone thinks that Drake is the most Batman-like person, but he doesn't think so.He's Batman's son—the only one!

He wasn't sure if all mothers and children got along like this - at least he hadn't seen it like this when he was in the League of Assassins.His mother had of course given him hugs and even kisses once in a while, but it always seemed... different from Quinn's.

He couldn't tell what was different, but it was clearly... different.

She also seemed to habitually want to give him a goodnight kiss, or give him a caring kiss before setting off on night patrol, but he subconsciously avoided—he was regarded as a soldier or even a weapon since he was a child I grew up with training, but I don't have such a greasy habit.She never forced it, and it was fine if he avoided it—but it seemed that he was not angry, and she still had to nag for a while, and she would still come to cover him with the quilt before going to bed, when she was at home, or After the night patrol, he will still cook for him.

Well, while the whole Wayne family is annoying, at least her cooking tastes pretty good.

Well, she has a cute cat too.

Anyway... she's really annoying, but she just can't get rid of it, and it's not clear whether she hates him or likes him--though he doesn't care about it anyway.

By the way, there is also his father... Before this, he didn't know that Batman didn't have any dignity at home, and several Robins were waiting to see him get beaten!

When Master Wayne went out that day, he glanced at the people around him and still felt extremely irritable.

——Yes, that's right, now they are going out to go shopping.

When Damian came, he brought nothing but his own weapons and those "gadgets". The almighty butler had already prepared some clothes for him in the shortest possible time.But seeing that the temperature has started to rise day by day, I am afraid it is time to prepare some clothes for the boy after changing seasons.The subject at hand came to an end for the time being, and it was rare that she had some free time. After thinking about it, she decided to take Master Wayne on a trip in person.

Damian didn't respond to her, but he didn't refuse either—that's what tacit agreement meant.

When I was in the League of Assassins, I'm afraid I didn't have many opportunities to go shopping. Maybe I should take him to the amusement park next time?While thinking this way, Thea habitually held the boy's hand.

He dodged for the first time.

Thea smiled, and didn't force it. She withdrew her hand, shook the car key in the other hand, and went to drive. The alliance has something to do. Batman has been in the watchtower all night and hasn't come back. The young masters were supposed to go to school, and the gangsters were supposed to make trouble, so she could only drive the young master out by herself.

The boy glanced at his hand, clenched his fist lightly, and quickly looked away.

……

Gotham is still gloomy during the day, but at least it looks much calmer than at night.The flow of people near the shopping mall was quite dense. Thea parked the car in the parking lot across the road. When she walked to the intersection, she glanced at the young man who was looking down at his hands and then quickly looked away. After thinking about it, she bent slightly He bent his back a little, and asked softly, "There are so many cars today, can you take me across the road, Damian?"

The boy seemed to be taken aback for a moment.

Then he glanced at the hand stretched out in front of him, paused for two seconds, stretched out his hand to grab her angrily, did not look up at her, glanced at the green light at the intersection, and pulled her straight towards her without saying a word. go forward.

After crossing the road, the boy seemed to have forgotten, and he didn't let go for a while.Thea didn't remind him either, she just pretended not to know.When he entered the shopping mall, he seemed to have finally come to his senses. He wanted to let go of his face, but was held tightly by the other party instead.

Mrs. Wayne was still smiling: "It seems that there are quite a lot of people today, so don't get lost."

"It's really troublesome." The boy complained impatiently in a low voice, but he didn't break away.

Her hands didn't look like those of a spoiled lady, with obvious calluses, which were obviously left behind by years of training with guns and fighting.

Not so useless, he thought.

Soon Master Wayne regretted it again - she was not useless at all, at least when she was shopping, she was extremely powerful in fighting.

When he saw her finally stop because of the call, Master Wayne couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief—he could finally rest for a while.

"Mom?" Thea was even a little surprised when she picked up the phone.

Since putting Malcolm's business to an end, Mother handed the Quinn Corporation over to Oliver - even though Green Arrow is almost as irresponsible to the Corporation as Batman and Iron Man.Afterwards, probably in order to make up for her previous mistakes, she spent most of her time devoting herself to charity and public welfare undertakings - Thea felt that this was also a good ending.But after all, there are some things that cannot be fully revealed so easily. In recent years, the relationship between her and her mother has always been neither far nor close, nor salty nor insipid.

"I just returned home, Thea, I think we should talk about recent events," the mother on the other end seemed to be trying to express her gentleness and concern, "I'm already in Gotham, and I'm worried about you."

The words that Thea originally wanted to refuse came to her lips, but she swallowed them—maybe because of the sentence "I'm worried about you", but also because she was worried that her mother would be in danger alone in Gotham.

Thea sighed, but nodded in agreement.

Ten minutes later, the three of them were relatively speechless in the dessert shop in the mall.

Mrs. Quinn glanced at the boy sitting next to her daughter, and hesitated to speak.

Thea thought for a while, but she didn't shy away from it. She turned her head and asked, "I think, maybe you don't mind giving us a chance to communicate alone?"

The boy glanced at her, reached out to pick up his own ice cream, and turned his head to leave.

"Don't go too far," Thea straightened his collar for him, "just a few minutes."

"You're always so long-winded," Master Wayne complained, and after a second of pause, he still replied impatiently, "Got it."

Thea wasn't angry either, she shook her head with a smile, and when she turned around, she met her mother's worried eyes.

"That's all in the past." The girl took a sip of coffee and said softly, "Gotham is not safe, go back before dark, Mom."

"Thea," Mrs. Quinn called her daughter's name, hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Are you still blaming me?"

Thea sighed.

"I don't know, Mom, but I know it's all in the past," she said. "I know you love me, Mom, and of course I love you. It's just that once something happens, it's never going to come back anyway." It's over."

"And what about you and Bruce?" she asked. "I'm just worried about you. This kid doesn't seem friendly to you."

Thea smiled and was about to speak, but found that Master Wayne had gone and returned.

"Someone is robbing." The current Robin glanced at her, "Still downstairs, come up soon."

It’s still the familiar Gotham, the familiar daily life—Thea rubbed her forehead with some headaches, and asked, “Is anyone injured?”

"Not yet." The boy explained much more rarely, "They came with guns, and no one resisted."

Thea breathed a sigh of relief, and while finding out her mobile phone to call the police, she seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked, "So you came here specially to protect me?"

Otherwise, with Master Wayne's character, I'm afraid he would have already fought against this group of people.

"Don't be sentimental," the boy turned his face away and retorted in a rough voice, "Who will worry about you?"

Mrs. Quinn frowned, and was about to speak but then suddenly stopped—I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the young man seemed to have intentionally or unintentionally blocked her daughter behind her.

Thea didn't answer, and touched his head with a smile, and took out the gun from the bag, and asked, "Is it time for Timmy to leave school now?"

"Why are you looking for him?" The boy's face darkened all of a sudden, "I can solve it by myself!"