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

At two o'clock in the morning, Rania sat on the gargoyle and meditated.

A brand-new ability is circling in her consciousness, like a small group of whistling whirlwinds, emitting dazzling silver light, so that she can't sleep at all, so she can only climb to the high point of Gotham with the body of black mist, watching The city under the night is in a daze.

Even though she has climbed to a high point to overlook the city below her feet countless times in the past few days, Raniya still couldn't help but feel dazzled when she saw it again.

Unlike the thousands of sparks in the photo, Raniya couldn't tell what was different, but she knew it was different.The velvet-like night is different, the stars scattered like gold powder are different, and the brilliant lights in the city are also different. Everything in front of me is so beautiful, so vivid, so close at hand, so close that Raniya finally One could think of her... as being in this world, instead of standing and watching indifferently from the nothingness outside the world.

She spread her palm, and the little silver storm screamed excitedly in her palm.

[Dream Weaving Net] is different from the previous [Admission Ticket] and [Ink Heart], Rania can feel that she can use this ability when she wants, there is no limit to the number of times, but once she starts using it [Dream Weaving], the countdown will begin, and after 24 hours, the trace of this ability will disappear from her mind.

And the description of [Dream Weaving Net] is also very clear, Rania can use this ability to weave beautiful dreams for others.

Then came another question.

——How should dreams be woven?

In the past two days, Raniya has been studying this issue, and time is chasing after her. In the blink of an eye, the calendar turned to December 12th.

At 12am on December 24th, Rania sat on the gargoyle, thinking about how to weave dreams.

The day before Christmas is called "Silent Night", and when midnight comes on December 12, Santa Claus will deliver Christmas presents to hanging socks, and family members will hang them on the Christmas tree or hang them on the tree. Pile up presents waiting to be unwrapped on Christmas Day.

As it happened, Rania's birthday was Christmas, or not, she didn't know.But it was the day the previous guardian picked her up, so she took it as her birthday, so no surprises, she will receive double gifts on Christmas Day, which makes her a little bit overwhelmed, and being slapped on the sidelines After buying what she wanted for a long time, the little girl couldn't help but want to give back a gift.

Rania had already prepared gifts for her family. Although she didn't need to prepare them in theory, it was Rania's habit, just like a meeting ceremony.But after obtaining [Dream Weaving Net], she suddenly had a new idea.

— Seriously, why couldn't she send them a sweet dream?

Looking at the boundless and deep darkness in front of her eyes, Rania held a can of Coke, rubbed the smooth aluminum can with her fingertips, and was slightly lost in thought.

The hesitation in the past few days is actually very unreasonable. How can she not want to touch other people's dreams just because she doesn't like dreams?

What's more, what she wants to weave is a beautiful dream.

There are still more than ten hours before night, and [Dream Weaving Net] is only valid for one day. If she activates the ability now, she still has one day to prepare this gift.

Time did not allow her to drag on.

Rania put down the Coke, looked down at the silver mist in her palms, closed her palms, and crushed the silver ball of light.

It was just that the moment she crushed the ball of light, a small voice asked timidly in her ear.

"What if...you can't weave a beautiful dream?"

Before she had time to think about it, a mass of silver wind lighter than mist overflowed from between her fingers, mixed with strands of black mist, and enveloped her soundlessly.

In an instant, the air seemed to change.

A bright spot of light slowly fell from the sky and landed on the tip of Rania's nose. Rania touched her nose, and glimpsed more spots of light from the corner of her eye. She raised her head and saw the glittering and translucent stars floating in the sky It swayed, turned into frost and snowflakes, and flew to the earth with the north wind.

Rania suddenly felt that her heart seemed to be constricted into a ball, even though the body of the black mist had no heart at all, but this feeling was not uncomfortable, but made her feel relaxed, as if the excess water in the heart had been squeezed out, Her heart flew up like a feather, leaving only warm and peaceful happiness.

She opened her eyes, the night in front of her eyes was no longer dark, the silvery snowflakes were covered with a faint halo, the sound of harps and bells floated in the air, and the neon lights of the city shone brightly.

The moment she crushed the ball of light, an unbelievable fantasy land was invited to descend on the world.

Raniya felt that there were a lot of things in her head, about how to catch dreams, how to weave dreams, how to mix colorful colors to decorate those pure white dreams.

Dreammaking is a rigorous science!A voice yelled in her head.

I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of putting carefully woven dreams into people's sleep and listening to the laughter wafting from the dreams. You won't really know how to pick up the fragments of forgotten dreams and recolor them, which is heart-wrenching. The magical power of longing and blurred will... I can teach you to use dreams to accomplish these things—fulfill the regrets that cannot be fulfilled, say the words that have not been said in time, and say goodbye to the final miss—but there must be one thing, that is You're not one of those chump fools I've been dealing with so often!

The voice was as shrill as birds chirping outside the window, and Raniya had a headache from the noise, and when she was dizzy, she couldn't help but feel puzzled.

She remembered that the murderous doctor who came to the door that day didn't have this voice?Who is the owner of this voice?

What Rania didn't know was that none of the abilities she acquired belonged to the demon lord she devoured.

Demons, demons, evil gods, all kinds of evil creatures coveting the main material plane, the rules of this dimension stipulate that they cannot have the ability to create, which makes them crazily long for the countless wonderful ideas born in countless worlds, and then want to By all means, take these lights and colors as your own and regard them as your own treasures.

The abilities she rubbed from these lords do not belong to hell, but to countless worlds full of freedom and happiness.

Dreammaking is a rigorous science, and making beautiful dreams requires more materials. First, she needs to pick up 360 fragments of five forgotten dreams, wash them in the moonlight until they turn from silver to pure white, and then Add stars, frost flowers and laughter, weave into transparent silk threads, weave dreams with dream nets, and the last is the most important step-she must infuse all her memories, wishes, fantasies, and the most sincere blessings for the dreams. Get colorful.

In the description of countless large and small voices, Rania quickly understood that this is not a job that everyone is competent for.

In this world, there are many incredible fantasy territories, such as the land of the dead, such as the land of silence, such as the dream land that this ability comes from, unlike the world of the dead, the dream land is not difficult to reach, it exists in In the depths of everyone's dreams, everyone can go to that country from their dreams.

In the Land of Dreams, there are not many dream weavers who can weave beautiful dreams.

For a dream, the previous steps are all secondary. The fragments of the forgotten dream are not difficult to collect, and it does not take long to wash the fragments. Weaving and fabricating test the basic skills, but the most important is the last step, deciding a dream. Dreams will become good dreams, nightmares or other dreams are the final colors infused by the dream weaver.

Too many dream weavers can only weave nightmares, stunned dreams, wild dreams, fierce dreams, dark dreams, distant dreams... It is not easy to weave a beautiful dream.

The voice quickly dissipated, and there were only one step after another in Rania's mind, and the clearest one was a thought——

There's no time, she's running out of time.

She only has 24 hours, and she has to complete all the steps from collecting to weaving dreams in this day. She is not even a dream weaver, but a mortal who accidentally obtained the dream weaving net.

The white-haired girl was stunned for a few seconds on the gargoyle, and with a cry of surprise, she jumped up, turned into a cloud of black mist, and rushed towards the city.

Moments later, from every corner of Gotham, wisps of black mist drifted out, silently sneaking into the homes of every sleeping resident, the mist hovered above their heads, carefully probed into their sleep, picked up the Fragments of dreams deep in memory.Once the shards of different colors are captured, the black mist will swallow the shards, send them to the top of Wayne Tower in the center of the city, and hand them over to Rania.

For the first time after building the nest, the black mist lurking in the city poured out of the nest. Rania stood on the gargoyle overlooking the roof. The black mist undulated in the nest like waves, and countless light spots flickered in the waves. Groups of snowflakes fell into the sea, and the city in front of her was like the sea under the moonlight.

360 The fragments of the five forgotten dreams are not difficult to collect, at least for Rania, Gotham is her lair, everyone in the lair is in her perception, and she is everywhere here.

Before dawn, Rania picked up enough dream fragments to overwhelm her.

These should be enough, right?Rania wasn't sure.

As an inexperienced novice, Raniya didn't have the confidence to weave a beautiful dream within a few times, so to be on the safe side, she set aside enough fragments to prevent failure.

The moon has sunk, but now it is the last quarter moon, the moon is actually still hanging in the sky during the day, but it is swallowed by the sun's rays, so there is still a lot of time left for Raniya to wash the debris, she is not in a hurry.

When thinking about this, Raniya didn't notice that many luminous snow dusts were hidden in the white hairs like mister wires, exuding a softer and lighter luster, like the white sand under the moonlight, and like the moonlight on the white sand .

During the following day, Mister was responsible for washing the debris in the moonlight, and Rania was helping Alfred.

The Christmas tree was placed in the center of the living room shortly after Thanksgiving. The stars on the top of the tree almost touched the chandelier. Alfred decorated each branch with gold and red ribbons, and hung colorful lights on the tree. Balls, and all the people coming and going can see the twinkling lights on the tree sparkle.

The Christmas tree was given by Mr. Kent. Raniya went home that day and was stunned when she saw a Christmas tree suddenly appearing in the living room.She wasn't surprised that Mr. Kent was a friend of their family, but Raniya didn't expect Mr. Kent to send a European fir tree with a height of more than ten meters. You have to look up to see the top of the tree. Just decorating this Christmas tree is very important. It took Alfred all afternoon.

I don’t know that the Wayne’s family can’t celebrate Christmas in previous years. Anyway, Rania saw that other people were as busy as ever, coming and going in a hurry every day. She was still in school on the one hand, and on the other hand she could use the dark way to do many things. I do half of it, so I have nothing to do every day, so I just help Alfred with his work.

Write Christmas cards, make gingerbread cookies, place candles, hang bells...

Anyway, it's all work, whether it's oiling the roasted chicken or spinning the washed dreams into threads, Rania does it very seriously, not to mention that she really likes to be a little more lively.

The little girl was bouncing around in the empty mansion on her fluffy slippers, like a bird ball bouncing on the branches, shaking the snowflakes on the fluff, flapping her little wings, bringing the noisy and warm atmosphere to her. Went to every unoccupied room.

When night fell, Rania was finally tired, wrapped in a thick blanket, curled up on the sofa by the fireplace and yawned.

The snow outside the window was getting bigger and bigger, the candles in the house were flickering, and the clock struck eleven, but still no one came back.

After a while, Alfred walked into the room with hot tea and pudding.

"If you're tired, you can go to bed early," the old butler put down the plate, saw her staring at the fire in a daze, and couldn't bear her to wait, suggested, "I'll wake you up when the master and young masters come back."

Rania came back to her senses, and nodded obediently when she heard the words: "Yes."

At the end of her consciousness, Mister put down the last woven dream, turned her head and looked behind her, the pure white dreams piled up into hills glowed in the wind and snow.

Since she opened [Dream Weaving Net], the snow has never stopped, but for some reason, this snow is not cold, but exudes a faint warmth, even the sky is clear, the new moon hangs by the clouds, Christmas The singing sound was ethereal as if floating down from the clouds, and the unspeakable mystery and silence enveloped the white world.

Facing the snow-covered city, Raniya once again started to be in a daze. After a long time, she lowered her head and reached out to hold a ball of white dreams.

can she do itRania thought.

This matter is not dangerous, but since acquiring this ability, Raniya has been hesitating, hesitating, hesitating, until she pushed herself to the last moment, and finally chose to do it.

Now there is only one last step left.

——Infuse all your memories, wishes, fantasies, and most sincere blessings.

But her...memories, wishes, fantasies and blessings, the dreams that can be woven, she has seen many.

The twelve o'clock bell rang from the center of the city. Raniya exhaled, closed her eyes, and lightly touched her forehead with the light ball in her hand.

She couldn't see that from the point where she touched the light ball, the indescribably beautiful color spread rapidly, dyeing the dream colorfully.

At twelve o'clock, Peter was running sweating profusely in the dream.

He didn't know why he suddenly lost the ability of Spider-Man, so he could only run on the ground wearing a battle suit, but at this time disasters struck one after another.

The block on the east side was on fire, the cries of children were drowned out by the laughter of the fire, the bridge on the west side suddenly broke, the people in the cars fell towards the bay screaming, the Avengers Building was razed to the ground by artillery fire, and the huge "A" Falling from a high altitude, it lay pale in the ruins, with a TV lying beside it, playing the news intermittently.

"Avengers... Calamity... Death Toll..."

On the advertising screen in Times Square, the editor-in-chief of the "Daily Bugle" has a huge face, chasing after Peter and shouting loudly: "Spider-Man is a criminal!"

Peter wished he could rest, but he kept on running, on and on, as if something would overtake him if he stopped.

He was out of breath from running, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, and gradually slowed down his pace. The smoke and roar took the opportunity to rush to him, spinning around him, gesticulating, and spitting flying all over the place.

I will rest for a while.Peter gasped for breath.

The next second, he heard the sound of an eggshell breaking.

The smoke and roar dissipated quickly, and the mighty silver sea water rushed from one end of the sky. Time flowed backward in the sea water, and everything became brand new and bright.

Peter was in a daze when he suddenly heard a familiar girl's voice: "Stretch out your hand and catch it!"

He raised his head and saw his little friend standing in front of him, with a bird with an unbelievably beautiful color jumping in his palm.

The steps to send the dream are the simplest, Rania doesn't even need to find them, she just needs to shuttle in the dream, and these little birds will guide her to the dream she wants to go to, which makes her a little Whispering, if someone with a heart uses the channel between dreams to achieve their goals, I don't know what will happen.

She actually wanted to start with Bruce, but unfortunately, Rania wandered around for a long time and found that she couldn't go to Bruce's dream, probably because he was still awake.

If he hadn't fallen asleep before two o'clock, wouldn't her gift be delivered?Rania was a little worried.

Fortunately, she searched and found that Peter had already fallen asleep, so she came to send him sweet dreams first.

After entering Peter's dream, Rania felt that she had discovered a secret—she didn't even know that her little friend was a fan of Spider-Man, and she was busy playing Spider-Man even in her dream.

Under Peter's amazed gaze, the Shrike opened its small mouth, and a string of colorful musical notes floated out of its mouth, like a gust of fairyland wind, quickly clearing away the entire dreamland.

The smog in the city disappeared, and the broken bridge returned to its original state. They appeared from the street on the top floor of the Stark Tower, surrounded by smiling Avengers. They show up and all the Avengers start clapping.

Iron Man walked to Peter's side and patted him on the shoulder: "Well done, Spider-Man."

He put his arms around Peter's shoulders, and three men and women who looked a bit like Peter and Mei also came over, hugged him with a smile, and kissed him on the cheek.

All the Avengers had smiles on their faces and started singing: "Spider-man, Spider-man. Doeswhateveraspidercan..."

... Raniya didn't know that Peter's dream was actually this scene.

The shrike in her palm had already disappeared, and Rania was going to go to the next dream, but just as she turned around, Peter suddenly noticed that she was leaving, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

He reluctantly let go of Iron Man and his family, and squeezed to Lania, his eyes lit up: "What did you just give me?"

"A sweet dream," said Rania. "Merry Christmas."

In dreams, people behave more freely. Peter probably just thought that he dreamed of a little friend, and nothing strange happened in the dream. Even if the logic was inexplicable, the dreamer would not realize it. He happily gave Rania a hug: "Merry Christmas! Do you have any extra dreams?"

Rania: "Also, what?"

Peter scratched his cheek: "Can you give me a few? I want to give it to Tony...and the captain, I think they need it too."

Rania thought about the number of beautiful dreams she had woven, and before she had time to agree, Peter had already stretched his voice and blinked: "Rania——"

...She didn't even know that her little friend was so annoying in her dream.Rania thought gloomily.

"Okay, I promise you." She sighed a little.

All dreams are interconnected. It happened that there were Avengers in Peter's dream. Rania counted the number and spread her palms. A large group of rainbow-colored shrikes flew out of her palms and crashed into the superheroes present. them.

Anyway, she has woven more beautiful dreams than she imagined... Rania thought.

Just release all the remaining beautiful dreams and let them fly along the passage between dreams.

At twelve o'clock, Steve stood at the door of the ballroom, watching the girl in the middle of the ballroom.

A beam of light fell from above, making her dark hair shine, and the melody of dance music flowed between them, the clock ticking, ticking, the bullets piled up at his feet, the metal spikes dug into the cuffs of his army trousers.

It's going to pass, time is going to pass.

Suddenly a hand reached out from the darkness and gave Steve a push on the back.

"Why don't you go over there?" the girl asked.

Her strength was unexpectedly great, Steve staggered a step, fell forward somehow, was about to hit the floor, but fell into a pair of soft arms.

The thorns that locked the footsteps turned into ashes, the mysterious dance music became brisk, and the ballroom shone brightly under the bright lights. Even Bucky stood with his female partner on his arm and applauded them with a smile.

Peggy's smile was touching: "Why don't you come and dance?"

At twelve o'clock, Bucky watched Steve and Peggy dance one after another, lowered his head in a happy mood, and found that the table at hand was full of fruit plates, and every kind of fruit was plump and juicy. I couldn't help but took a plum and took a bite, thinking while eating, should I go buy some plums tomorrow?

At twelve o'clock, feathers like snowflakes were flying all over the church. In the transparent sunlight, Tony took Pepper's hand and walked towards the pastor. Pepper smiled and pressed his right hand gently on his belly. Tony looked at her hand from time to time. , with gentle eyes, while Howard and Maria sat in the first row of the guest seats with smiles and applauded gently.

The pastor asked: "Are you willing to accept Virginia Potts as your legal wife in this holy wedding and live together under the guidance of God? Are you willing to love her, respect her, and comfort her from now on, Love her and think otherwise, and be faithful to her as long as you live?"

"I am willing."

At twelve o'clock, Pepper stood in the transparent sunlight, staring at the man in front of him, the ring on his finger was shining brightly.

"Will you accept Anthony Stark as your lawful husband in this holy wedding, and live together under God's guidance? Will you love him, honor him, comfort him, love him and be with you from now on? Do you treat him loyally without thinking about him during your lifetime?"

"I am willing."

At twelve o'clock, Natasha stood outside the collapsed red house, holding the gun tightly in her hand. In a blink of an eye, she let go of the gun in her hand and lay down on the hospital bed. The nurse handed her the child to her with a smile. He reached out and picked up the newborn baby.

At twelve o'clock, Clinton was sitting under the stage, watching his daughter wearing a doctor's hat, standing on the stage as a graduate representative and talking, Tony and Steve were all beside him, applauding with him, Tony also Jokingly asked: "Do you want her to come to Stark Industries?"

Clinton ignored him and took his wife's hand. The two interlocked their fingers and smiled at each other.

At twelve o'clock, Thor sat at the table, staring at the snake on the table.

The Queen of God walked behind him, glanced at the snake on the table, and smiled slyly: "Are you playing with the snake again?"

"No, it's Loki." Thor replied.

He shot like lightning, grabbed the little snake by seven inches, and smiled triumphantly at the little snake who spit out snake letters angrily: "You can't stab me this time!"

At twelve o'clock, Loki, who was pinched by Thor, turned back into a human form irritably, and hit Thor's nose with a head hammer. Thor suddenly yelled, covered his nose and fell back, Loki was on the table After seeing the god, she covered her mouth and chuckled, her bad mood became better for some reason.

At twelve o'clock, Bruce, who was far away on Sakar, felt that he was released from the trunk of the car. The big man waved to him from the driver's seat and invited him to drive together.

Bruce is very clear that he is dreaming, but he has no idea why he has such a dream, no Tony, no Natasha, no physics formula, only a long road, a broken car, and a strange companion .

After thinking about it, he still put his hands on the steering wheel.

At twelve o'clock, Wanda and Pietro squatted on the beach making sand sculptures, and a man and a woman sat under a parasol not far away.

Wanda scooped up a shovelful of sand and suddenly asked, "Did we ever go to the beach when we were kids?"

Pietro concentrated on piling up sand: "Of course not."

"Did we meet our father when we were kids?"

"of course not."

"us……"

"Okay, I'm still here, isn't that enough?"

Wanda thought about it and smiled.

Not far away, Vision walked towards her holding three ice creams.

At twelve o'clock, Vision held the ice cream and watched little Wanda and a silver-haired boy sitting on the beach making sand sculptures. He licked the ice cream and found that he tasted sweetness.

At twelve o'clock, Ned was flying excitedly over New York in his Spider-Man suit, but for some reason, he always felt that he saw Rania staring up at him and twitching the corners of his mouth.

At twelve o'clock, May leaned against her husband, helplessly watching her nephew wearing a Spiderman uniform, standing on the table and dancing, while a group of Avengers were still cheering and applauding.

At twelve o'clock, Xiao Qiao didn't wait for Damian, but he waited for the other members of the Teen Titans, and when they told him that he could join the Teen Titans, he flew up happily.

At twelve o'clock, Clark and old Jonathan were sweating in the wheat field together, listening to little Joe's movements, and Martha sat on the porch, watching them and smiling.

At twelve o'clock, Louise was making a pie in the kitchen, and the TV was playing the news that "renowned reporter Louise Lane won the Pulitzer Prize". She took the pie out of the oven and turned to call her mother. family.

"dinner's ready!"

At twelve o'clock, the boat gradually docked. Diana jumped off the boat and set foot on the beach of Paradise Island again. She saw her mother and aunt standing on the beach waiting for her.

At twelve o'clock, Hippolyta hugged her daughter who had not returned for many years.

At twelve o'clock, Barry was sitting in a cafe, introducing his friends to his father.

"Well, I don't know why the others didn't come," he said distressedly.

At twelve o'clock, Hal resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"I don't know why I'm here."

At twelve o'clock, Arthur looked at Orm in front of him, thinking about what he should say, and finally he said, "You are not alone."

At twelve o'clock, Victor rushed forward, shot the football into the goal, and scored a crucial point. There was a tidal wave of cheers from the audience. He took off his helmet and saw his father shouting in the audience, Waving flags cheering him on.

At twelve o'clock, Wade was holding Pikachu's little flower umbrella, wearing strawberry underwear, with Twilight Sparkle in his left hand and Starlight in his right hand, bouncing on the road in Ponyville.

Suddenly a pair of small hands covered his eyes from behind.

"Guess who I am?" the little girl asked nervously.

Wade pondered for a second, then asked cheerfully, "Is it a little tentacle or a little bird?"

In the next second, the sky was spinning, he was pushed to the ground by the tentacles, he was beaten severely, and he let out a scream of "ouch".

The little girl gritted her teeth while beating her: "It's the one who beat you hard!"

At 12:30, Batman found the rare tranquility in Gotham today. The invisible black fog and snowflakes covered the whole city together. The wonderful atmosphere flowed in the streets and alleys. Even the homeless and drunkards in the East End left without knowing it. I walked out of the street, found a warm corner, curled up in the black mist and fell asleep.

"Master, it's time to come back, Miss Rania is still waiting for you." Even Alfred's voice became softer.

Damian squatted on the gargoyle, frowning and looking at the black mist.

"She's always been able to do that, and she's always been in our backyard." He scowled.

They all know that Mist is the evil creature that created the black mist that covers Gotham, but so far, they have no good way to deal with it-raven will feel afraid when facing the black mist, Constantine said he helped No matter what, everyone knew that he was trying to evade. Zatanna tried to stop the black mist, but eliminating a wisp of black mist seemed to have no effect on Mister, and after that, the black mist began to avoid her...

As for Mister... last time she jumped out and caught them and gave them a warning.

The only consolation is that Mister doesn't seem to be planning any evil plans now.

"Let's go." Batman said nonchalantly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared in front of them.

The girl mentioned just now glanced at them, and her tone was rare and gentle: "Go back to sleep early tonight."

"Explain your purpose first," Damian said.

"What's the purpose? I'm just giving Christmas presents," Mister said inexplicably, "This city doesn't belong to you, so why should I tell you what I do? Believe it or not, I can make you fall asleep right now?"

She looked at Damian, her eyes gradually became a little strange, and suddenly she blew a breath at Damian.

The air current turned into silver wind, and instantly swept away Damian's wig.

Mist was amazed: "Hey, you are bald too!"

Damian: "..."

Before Robin drew his knife, the white-haired girl let out a hearty laugh, and turned into black mist again, rushing towards the city below.

Not long after, Batman returned to Wayne Manor with an angry Robin, but unexpectedly, when they opened the door of the main house, they were surprised to find that it was snowing in the living room.

Glittering snowflakes fell on the Christmas tree, candles lit up into a sea of ​​light, the aroma of roast chicken wafted in the air, bells rang and laughter faintly sounded.

Snowflakes fell on their faces, and Bruce caught a piece of snow. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to go back to sleep under the covers.

At one o'clock, Bruce took Thomas and Martha's hand and walked through Crime Alley. Looking at the dark alley, he couldn't help but squeeze his parents' hands tightly.

"It's all right." Martha stroked his head.

Nothing happened until they walked out of the alley, only the moonlight kneaded their shadows together, stretching them very long.

At one o'clock, Alfred and his father Jarvis were cleaning the fireplace while waiting for the Wayne couple to bring the young master home.

At one o'clock, Dick swung through the air, accepted the bouquet of flowers in the auditorium, and fell safely back to the center of the stage, bowed to the surrounding audience, and looked at the smiling and applauding parents at the backstage door, showing a bright smile.

At one point, Tim was ecstatically typing on the keyboard in the Teen Titans' base, when he suddenly heard Rania's speechless voice behind him: "Is it your dream to become Red Robin and work overtime?"

"I'm working overtime now to build a one-and-done system, and then I can take a vacation." Tim looked at the screen confidently, looking forward to it.

He wasn't too surprised why Rania appeared here, after all, this was a dream, and there was everything in the dream.

Raniya seemed to have a toothache, and muttered: "...then you can do your best."

When she left the base, Tim threw himself into work with passion again.

At one point, Damian was wearing a Batman uniform, standing on the highest point of Gotham, looking at the harmonious and orderly city below.

I still need a superman.he thought.

At one point, Jason stood on the roof with his arms folded, overlooking the family of three walking out of Crime Alley below, with an indifferent expression.

He turned around and saw a dark figure standing behind him, who seemed to have been standing there for a long time.

"You know I don't—"

"Shh," Batman said.

After a long time, they hugged each other gently.

Time is moving towards two o'clock bit by bit, and the magical moment is coming to an end. Rania managed to persuade Jason to fall asleep, restraining herself from secretly spying on his dreams. The black fog passed over the city, and her hands were empty. Not a single sweet dream remained.

She landed next to the gargoyle, sat next to the ferocious stone sculpture, looked at the endless snowy night, always felt that she had forgotten something.

Forgot what?Rania thought.

She thought for a long time but couldn't come up with the answer, so she decided not to think about it, and slowly closed her eyes in the cold wind, and her breathing slowed down.

The mist still permeated Gotham, but this time, the black mist was mixed with countless silver powder-like light spots. As the mist flowed over the city, silver snow dust fell from the black mist and scattered loosely towards the city. the whole city.