[Comprehensive English and American] This is not a serious day-to-day

In October, the weather in New York was getting colder. Rania's immune system was relatively weak. Standing downstairs and blowing the cold wind, she sneezed a little.

Following this sneeze, Dick's embarrassment faded a bit, and he relaxed instead, suggesting, "We can find a place to sit."

"No, thank you." Raniya shook her head.

She rubbed her nose, her voice had a soft nasal sound: "Do you want to come to my house?"

When speaking, the little girl looked from bottom to top, her eyes were clear and clear, as if she was just sending out an invitation naturally, she had no idea how much intimacy and trust this sentence represented, and how easy it was for this unsuspecting harm.

Raniya doesn't think there is anything wrong with this invitation. Although she is useless herself, it is good to ask Mister to come out when she needs it. If she can knock down a gangster in a bar, she won't be able to knock down the man in front of her, right? That way, if the other party really wants to do something, they don't have to wait until they are invited in.

...and generally speaking, the reason to keep strangers away is because there are valuables in the house, but Rania has the final say, feeling sadly that the most valuable thing in the house is probably the old refrigerator.

Dick froze for a moment, then easily accepted Rania's proposal: "Okay, my honor. Do you want me to carry your bag for you?"

As expected, Rania shook her head and refused his help, Dick followed her into the apartment, and waited with her for the elevator to wobble down, while in the sound of the elevator "clack, rattling" without any trace. Watch the little girl.

She looked a little thinner than in the information, with a pair of half-moon black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, her eyelashes drooping slightly, those blue eyes were deeper than what Dick was familiar with, closer to pure blue, and the shadowy lights blended into the A piece of well-defined waves, like a faint burning blue flame.

Without the cover of the pair of black-rimmed glasses, the eyes alone could easily make people think of another man who is famous for being handsome and romantic.

The little girl didn't seem to notice his gaze, she was still staring intently at the beating elevator floors, her soft curly hair covered the side of her face, the outlines of her eyebrows and eyes seemed familiar, but the lines were softer, and the corners of her slightly straight lips were even more similar to Bruce's. Wayne is exactly the same.

...God.thought Dick.

No matter how many times he looks at it again, he will find it very novel.

As the eldest in the family, Dick had been looking forward to having a sister.However, until he flew solo, he failed to realize this wish, but this did not dampen his enthusiasm for caring for his younger siblings, so whenever there was a new member in the Wayne family, he would happily run back to have a look...until Now he picked one up himself.

The old elevator staggered up to transport them up, the elevator door opened, Rania took out the key from her backpack, trotted and stopped in front of a door, her eyes paused for a while on the red mark on the door, and used The key unlocked the door, turned on the light, and stepped out of the way to let Dick go first.

Dick took a step and stopped slowly: "...Wow."

Rania knew what he was marveling at.

——Behind the door is a red room. From the walls to the floor to the furniture and furnishings, there are only shades of red. Even the knives on the cooking table have red handles. At first glance, it is almost impossible to find Not something red.

Even if she couldn't see it, Raniya could still guess the expression on Dick's face. She could only try to be as calm as possible, pretending not to know how weird such a room looked, pointing to the sofa to signal Dick to sit down, and then ran to pour water.

... She can only treat each other with a glass of water. The last carton of milk was used to make oatmeal last week. In the past week, she can only soak oatmeal in hot water. As for the taste, of course I can’t praise it, but in order not to waste, Rania could only force herself to swallow it.

But for entertaining guests, a glass of water is too rude.

The more Raniya thought about it, the more she was getting more and more wilted. She came over with a mug, pushed the water over, and said as calmly as possible: "Sorry... I will prepare tea if you come next time."

"..." Dick turned his eyes away from the water in the mug, scanned around, and felt Rania's poverty from the bottom of his heart.

Apart from the odd color, the furniture in the room was recognizably cheap, and the only electrical appliance was an old refrigerator in the corner, which Dick could hear snorting insolently as he sat in the living room. Dull humming, not sure if it's complaining about not being able to retire in time.

However, what doesn't match its old age is that this refrigerator has been polished as bright as new. There are several refrigerator stickers on the refrigerator door, and a small blackboard hangs crookedly on it. The writing on it is somewhat blurred, as if it has not been moved for a long time Pass.

The information on the documents cannot represent everything, at least from the documents, Dick cannot tell how much Rania cherishes that old refrigerator.

He turned his gaze back to Raniya's face, seeing the little girl's composure at the moment, swallowed the rest of the words, picked up the mug, and shrugged: "Trust me, the water is fine."

Raniya only took it as comfort, but still couldn't lift her spirits.

Labor in the United States is very expensive, so Mister’s salary is also very considerable. As a black mist, she doesn’t need to eat, so it’s not difficult to support Rania on wages alone. She can save one or two thousand dollars a month.

... But Rania still has gambling debts to pay.

Life is really hard.Raniya choked up silently.

She sat down opposite Dick, with her hands straight on her knees, her eyes swept up and down, and after a little estimation, she landed on the position of the eyes, and stared at him seriously.

Because of the height difference, Rania raised her head slightly, her black-rimmed glasses slipped down slightly, her blue eyes were clear and clear, and when she stared intently at her, she looked like a little milk dog wagging its tail.

Dick: "..."

He felt that he could not drink any more water.

You will find that Rania is actually a complete accident, but if you let Dick say it, it is actually an accidental necessity-this little girl looks like a sexually transformed Trumpet Bruce with a dozen softening filters, maybe She is a little more like his father than Damian. In her body, the mother's genes seem to be submerged, and it can't be reflected in the appearance. As long as people who are familiar with Bruce see her, they will naturally Begin to wonder about their relationship.

...So he feels now that Bruce is looking at him, and the scary thing is that she looks a little too much.

Nightwing felt his heart beating hard.

He barely suppressed the strange emotions in his heart, which could not be said to be horror or other strange emotions: "Aren't you curious about how I found you?"

Rania nodded.

She didn't seem to be very good at communicating. After she sat down, she quietly waited for Dick to speak. There was no extra emotion on her face, and she seemed not at all curious about his elder brother in the legal sense who came to the door.

Next, Raniya heard a magical story... which can be roughly summarized as "I saw a little girl who looked like her adoptive father on the road, so she secretly investigated and took a paternity test by the way".

"..." Rania looked at Dick with indescribable expressions.

To be honest, this story sounds very much like a lie concocted by a con artist.

Apparently Dick felt the same way.He coughed, put down the mug, pulled out a document, and pushed it over from the table. Rania didn't know his expression now, but his tone sounded almost pitiful: "Do you suspect that I'm a liar?"

Rania didn't look down at the report, she just blinked.

"Are we really alike?" she asks.

Except that Rania didn't read the report, her reaction was as expected by Dick: "It's okay—compared to cloning."

Unexpectedly, Raniya didn't dwell on this question, but asked a...somewhat strange question.

"Is he human?" she asked seriously.

Dick: "..."

great.he thinks.

What would have been the reaction of any other 15-year-old girl?At the very least, you should ask about the identity of your biological father, and at the worst, you should also ask him why he came here... Why do you first wonder if your biological father is a human being? ? ?

Dick began to feel that the most troublesome thing about the little girl in front of him was the way she thought.

He smiled calmly: "Yes."

...and then he watched Rania breathe a sigh of relief with a strange mixture of relief and pity.

Dick: "..."

Rania is not joking, she really thinks this issue is more important to herself, than identity or family, Rania is more concerned about what species her father is.

From a young age, Raniya guessed that she was a hybrid of some kind of evil creature and human.

Among her parents, the one whose species was human gave her a flesh and blood body, allowing her to blend in like an ordinary person in this capital of the earth that people joked about, while the one whose species was an evil creature gave Rania darkness the other half, and the strange symptoms of color blindness.

Perhaps it is because she is not sensitive enough to emotions by nature, it is difficult for Rania to feel negative emotions, even though it is much more difficult to live than normal people because of this, Rania still has no resentment towards her parents who inherited the strange colorblindness gene to her, moreover More of it is curiosity and emotion.

——Think about it, whether it's a father or a mother, one of them actually slept with an evil creature.

As a hybrid of evil creatures, Raniya knows how powerful the black mist she summons is. Compared with Mister, she is extraordinarily weak as a human, and the comparison must be placed on her parents. It became more obvious, the love between a weak and helpless ordinary human being and a cloud of black mist surging with tentacles... this must be true love.

Although she doesn't know why she was abandoned, Rania feels that this should be a story about Romeo and Juliet, so whenever she thinks of her parents, the little girl is in awe of the human being who slept with the evil creature, and emerges from her heart Out of infinite tenderness...

Now that Dick came to the door, it was confirmed that she was not intentionally abandoned at the time, and thinking about her biological father being an ordinary human being, Rania only felt her heart soften a little, as if milk with a spoonful of honey, even with a look Xiang Dick's eyes were full of tenderness, and he even gave him a faint smile.

He didn't even mind that I just poured him a glass of water, what a nice guy he was.Rania thought sweetly.

Maybe it's because of blood relationship. In terms of appearance alone, Raniya's appearance tends to be more indifferent. When she is not smiling, she is almost carved out of the same mold as Batman, so that Dick is always a little subtle when facing her. An illusion of being confronted with Bruce.

But these subtle emotions disappeared the moment this smile appeared.

...this is simply cheating.thought Dick.

Dick felt himself melting, like a stick of butter or a candle, blissfully melting into a sticky pool of liquid in the light—

How could there be such a cute creature as a little girl in the world?

She just sits there and thinks of honey, spices, jewels, all the good things in the world, and she looks so much like little blues with a dozen softening filters on it, man, that's cheating .

The melting dick began to swell, rise, and float, and he looked at the little girl in front of him and gave her a soft smile involuntarily.

At this moment, the thoughts of the two idiots who consciously put on countless layers of filters completely coincided——

He/she is so cute, I will protect him/her in the future.

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