God made me miserable

In the silver-clad Gotham City, golden and red decorations are hung everywhere on the streets.Christmas trees are placed on the roadside and in front of shops, covered with decorative lights and bells.

On Christmas Eve, although many people choose to stay at home to reunite with their families, there are still many people who choose to go out and celebrate with friends.

On the busiest street in Gotham City, tourists crowded together with young people traveling together, either shopping in stores, or chatting in bars, and some people were taking photos with Santa Claus on the side of the road.

Zoe, wearing a festive scarf around her neck, posed for a photo of the two girls with the Christmas tree.

"Thank you!" The two girls who came from Washington to play waved to the enthusiastic Zoe, and then rushed to the next destination.

The festive streets are filled with joyful pedestrians.If Zoe hadn't witnessed it herself, she might not have believed it. Not long ago, there was a sensational hostage-taking incident by terrorists on the side of this bustling street that almost caused a catastrophe.

Should the people of Gotham be praised for their optimistic nature, or should they be said to be "well-informed" and accustomed to vicious events?

The night wind blew, and Zooey, who was only wearing a pair of thin gloves, put her hands to her mouth and let out a breath.

"Hello? Gerald?" The phone in the coat pocket rang, and Zooey picked it up, and found that the caller was Mr. Gerald, the housekeeper far away in London. "I'm shopping with my friends, Merry Christmas." Not intending to worry the old housekeeper, Zooey lied casually before hanging up the phone.

On the Christmas Eve of the family reunion, she had no friends or family around her. She wandered alone with the crowd, and unknowingly strolled to the entrance of the Wayne Hotel—the most luxurious hotel in Gotham City, the Wayne Hotel Gate. The two trees in front were the largest and most decorated of all the trees on the street.

I don't know if Batman children's shoes are still fighting on the front line of defending urban security today?

Zoe put her hands in her pockets, and looked up at the two huge Christmas trees—well, if you compare it this way, maybe at least she is still at leisure, and the situation of Bruce Wayne...is a little bit better ?

"Wow, it's snowing!" Someone in the crowd shouted in surprise, pointing to the sky.Zooey raised her head following the sound, and she saw small white ice crystals slowly falling from the sky.

The sudden snowflakes added a hazy beauty to Christmas Eve, and Zooey even saw a young couple next to her kissing directly.

Yeah, it's nice to be young.she thought old-fashionedly.

"Zoe, you are only 20 this year━━∑(￣□￣*||━━", knowing that the author feels lonely on this special day, the system interrupted helplessly, "Wait for this time point If it ends satisfactorily, you can get back your original memory." My author is awesome.

"You mean, if I successfully solve Batman's crisis, then I can no longer wander in time?" Zoe asked pleasantly.

"Yes." The system hesitated for a moment, but it still didn't pour cold water on its own author—once Zoe returns to normal time, it means that the power of the world's laws to protect the world's operation will no longer restrict personal will, and by then... …

The system took a pitiful look at the author, whom he didn't know anything about.

I hope Zoe can handle a group of blackened male gods :)

"Ah!" Zooey focused all her attention on chatting with the system, so she didn't notice the situation around her.She didn't look up until she was hit hard by someone, and then pulled and almost fell into the snow, "Bruce Wayne?" Wearing a thin white shirt and reeking of alcohol, it was Batman Bruce Wayne himself.

"Mr. Wayne!" The hotel manager Joey, who was chasing after the big boss, ran forward, trying to help Batman up, but was waved away in disgust, "Mr. Wayne, you drank too much, go back to your room to rest first." He looked up, only to see that the girl who was used as a walking stick by his boss was actually an acquaintance. "Miss Oswald?" Isn't this the girl who dumped Mr. Wayne that day?

"Bruce?" Bruce Wayne seemed to be staggering drunk, but the arm holding her arm was strong and steady.Zoe is not sure if Batman, whose acting skills can win a statuette at the Oscars, is really drunk. "Why did you run out dressed like this?" It was the end of December, and the average temperature in Gotham had reached minus 12 degrees.

"Sweetie..." Bruce Wayne looked down at the blonde girl, "Why are you alone?" There was indeed drunkenness in his eyes.

"Wayne is attending a banquet here today." Joey hurriedly explained on behalf of the big boss, "But he... drank too much." The tired Joey just wanted to get the boss back to the top floor of the other party. in the suite.

"Bruce, you'd better go back." Batman's thin shirt almost made her feel the other's body temperature, and Zooey patted the man's arm a little worriedly, "You're going to catch a cold."

But obviously, reasoning with a drunk is not going to work. "NO", Bruce Wayne calmly pushed away Joey's claws stretched out again, then raised the car key in his hand and pressed it, and the black car not far away made a sound. "Hey, Zoe, how about... let me take you to a good place?" His beautiful eyes were even more beautiful against the Christmas tree decoration lights. "I promise you like it." He blinked.

"Mr. Wayne..." Joey was extremely embarrassed - the big boss really had an endless life and teased girls.

"I'll take him home." Batman was probably really drunk, and Zoe couldn't just ignore it. "I know where his home is, and I'll take him back. You help me get him into the car." It's better to have Alfred, the old manager, take care of him than leave Bruce Wayne alone in the hotel suite.

Joey could only agree.

"Hey, you're in the co-pilot!" Grabbing the arm of Batman who wanted to get into the driver's seat, Zoe, with Joey's help, stuffed Gotham City's domineering Mr. President into it like a child. into the passenger seat. "Drunk and want to drive? I think you are really drunk." Drunk driving harms others and hurts you, do you know it!

Bruce Wayne blinked his good-looking eyes, and sat down in the passenger seat obediently with an innocent face.

"Then I will trouble you, Miss Oswald." Joey, who finally found a home for the irresistible Buddha, was full of joy, "Be careful on the way back." Mr. Manager helped Zooey close the car door.

Sitting in Bruce Wayne's car, Zooey took off her scarf before turning to look at the man beside her. "...Eh? Are you not drunk?" But in the blink of an eye, how could the man beside him still look drunk?

"It's just that little wine, how could I get drunk." Bruce waved his hand, indicating that he was fine. "What about you? Why are you out shopping alone? Didn't Dr. House tell you to keep warm?" He came out when he saw the blonde girl standing alone in the crowd through the glass of the hotel.

"I'm fine." Zooey shook her head.She is well. "What about now? Do you want me to take you home?" She shook the car key.

"Maybe... we can change places?" Bruce touched his chin, "How about your house?"

She actually brought Batman home for Christmas Eve? !

It wasn't until Bruce Wayne sat on the sofa in the living room with long legs that Zooey realized what she had done.

"You live here alone?" Even though he knew in advance that the girl lived alone, Bruce Wayne was still a little surprised when he saw the room with no festive atmosphere-even if it was his Batcave, there was Afu. Put a small Christmas tree.

"Yeah." Because she didn't have much memory of her life as Zoe Oswald, Zoe wasn't very keen on Christmas.Too lazy to bother with taking out the trash after Christmas, she simply didn't buy any useless decorations. "But it doesn't matter if you don't go home? Mr. Pennyworth will be worried?" She poured a glass of milk and a glass of Coke.

"Ah Fu knows I won't go back." Bruce sat on the sofa with one leg crossed, looking at the cup pushed to him by the girl in a little shock. "You give me...milk?" He, the majestic Batman Bruce Wayne, was thought to need milk?

"Drinking milk after drinking is good for the stomach." Zooey turned on the TV, and the living room became lively. "Student Batman, don't you really think that you have an indestructible body, invulnerable to all poisons?" Zoe leaned on the armrest of the sofa, smiled and looked at Bruce Wayne who was holding a milk glass, "Drink it up, and I'll thank you for coming to spend Christmas Eve with me." Of course she knew why Batman came home with her.

The well-meaning Justice League Big Brother must have thought she was alone, so he came to accompany her specially.

Bruce Wayne, who never expresses his heart too much, is actually a very gentle person.

The blonde girl on the sofa next to her smiled sincerely. Bruce Wayne looked at the unadulterated concern and gratitude in her eyes, and shook his head helplessly, "I haven't had a drink since I was 5 years old..."

"Don't tell me you never drink milk with your coffee." Zoe ruthlessly interrupted Batman's bragging behavior.

……

"...Pfft, hahaha..." The deflated Bruce Wayne and Zoe looked at each other for a few seconds, and then both of them laughed at the same time.

"Zoe, everything that happened that day has been settled." Bruce drank half a glass of milk, then looked at the girl opposite, "You don't have to worry anymore."

"With Batman here, why should I worry?" Zooey blinked at the superhero beside her, "Okay, I won't talk about this on Christmas Eve. In order to thank you for being with me, I treat you to a good meal." Zuo Yi stood up, intending to go to the kitchen to take out all kinds of hot pot ingredients she had stockpiled, and treat the kind Bruce Wayne to an authentic florist's food.

"How about hot pot?"

"Are you cooking yourself? I'm honored." Bruce nodded, expressing his anticipation.

"It will be ready right away, just wait for a while." The materials are all ready-made, just bring them out.

But after Zooey took out the hot pot base and vegetables from the refrigerator and closed the refrigerator door, she found Batman standing aside.

"Huh?" Zooey blinked strangely, "Bruce, what's the matter?" Shouldn't the domineering president just eat and wait to die?Are you still going to help?

"Zoe..." Bruce looked at the girl in a red dress and a small lace apron standing by the refrigerator, laughed twice, and then spread out the things in his hands—

It was a financial magazine, and a reporter interviewed him for a report. "You didn't tell me...you like me." His pretty eyes fixed on the girl who was still pretending to be silly, and his long eyelashes blinked.

Zooey looked at the magazine in Batman's hand inexplicably following Batman's movements.Only then did I realize that the magazine was put in the lobby downstairs by some neighbor who didn't need it anymore, and then she picked it up casually.

The magazine is beautifully printed and [-]% new.No blemishes.

But the only problem is - every photo of Bruce Wayne in that magazine is circled with a red heart.

Zoe licked her lips.

Bruce Wayne leaned forward with one arm on the refrigerator, lowered his head, and looked at the blonde girl with deep eyes. "Honey, I'm honored." His voice was low and sexy.

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┴─┴ This is a beautiful misunderstanding, look at my pure eyes!

The Batman in front of him obviously misunderstood something, Zoe put down half a cabbage in his hand, and explained deliberately, "No, Bruce. I..."

"Oh, please don't", Bruce Wayne took a step forward, and put a finger on Zoe's lips, "My fault..." There seemed to be a deep pool in his eyes, charming and mysterious, " Sorry, I shouldn't have let girls express their feelings first..." He took half a step forward without allowing Zoe to refuse.

━━∑(￣□￣*|||━━Brother, it’s really a misunderstanding!!!

Batman's face was getting closer and closer, and Zooey was startled by this divine development, "No, I..." Where did the man find that magazine from!

"If you make a mistake, make a mistake!" The system was very excited, "Zoe, sleep with him! Master's figure is the best! You won't lose money if you sleep!!!"

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Whoever wants this nympho system will take it away!

The author has something to say: hello, good morning everyone, you stupid authors lie in bed and click to open the update directory and find that the number of words is wrong, only to find that there is a paragraph that I didn’t copy. .

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