[Comprehensive Yingmei] What about being gay friends?

In the spiritual world, Mei Xiaomi stared in astonishment at Gu Yi who was smiling across the face. No, the whole soul could no longer maintain a stable form under the soft green light, and could only fluctuate with the light like water.

She slapped the radiant green pendant towards Mei Xiaomi's chest, and then even herself hit like Xiaomi.

Mei Xiaomi was already stupid.

The whole process happened in an instant, she didn't even have time to ask a question, and could only passively accept the information brought by Gu Yi's soul.

Mei Xiaomi had no time to worry about the pendant that she had been carrying all the time. According to Her Lady Queen who gave it to her, it was consecrated by an eminent monk. How could it become a time gem that should have stayed safely in Kama Taj.No, it should be said, part of the Time Stone.

Even without thinking about it, my brother must have contributed a lot to it.

Now Gu Yi is strong in buying and selling, directly using his soul power to forcibly stitch the gems and Mei Xiaomi together seamlessly, which is still the kind that cannot be returned.

To put it simply, there are now two time gems, one is still in Karma Taj, and the other is Mei Xiaomi himself.If Mei Xiaomi dies, unfortunately, the power of the gem itself will also dissipate in the universe with her death, and it will be impossible to pick it up.

And this matter, not counting Gu Yi who has dissipated, only Mei Xiaomi knows about it, and maybe her brother is also included.Many times, Mei Xiaomi, the younger sister, doesn't know how many schemes are going on in her big brother's heart.She can say with certainty that brother has at least seven or eight points in his heart.

If this in itself was Mei Yu's plan, then Mei Xiaomi would not be surprised.

Mei Xiaomi silently looked at the place where Gu Yi disappeared. There were a few bound books left there. It was Gu Yi who left her to continue her studies without having to go to Karma Taj.

She walked over, picked up the book, stroked the cover twice, couldn't help but feel sore in her nose, and said aggrievedly: "Without someone who has always wanted to keep me, why would I be afraid to go to Karma Taj?"

Bruce, who pushed the door open, didn't see any dangerous sights, or, even looking at him, he didn't expect that he would see a faint phantom of a soul.

Bruce glanced nervously, and saw Mei Xiaomi sitting upright at the desk, seemingly unharmed, her body undulating slightly with her breathing.

He relaxed slightly, stared at the illusory shadow, and warned in a low voice: "Stay away from her."

"Please take good care of her." The shadow in the robe ignored Bruce. She smiled and stroked Mei Xiaomi's head for the last time, and then disappeared into the air in an instant like a disintegrated starlight. Leave a sentence that I don't know if it is true or not.

Bruce looked suspiciously at the place where she disappeared, not caring what was going on, stepped forward a few steps, and bent down to look at Mei Xiaomi who was lying on her stomach.

Seeing this, Bruce couldn't help frowning.

There was a notebook under the little girl's head, and a computer with a locked screen in front of her. It was obvious that she was still studying.The few lines written in the notebook had been blurred by her tears, and just like that, she was still frowning and pouting and dropping golden beans.

Helpless, Bruce had no choice but to reach out and try to push Mei Xiaomi awake.

"With all due respect, it's not very gentlemanly to treat a crying lady like this, sir." Alfred is in charge of the entire Wayne Manor. Of course he noticed the abnormal fluctuations on Mei Xiaomi's side, but he saw himself through the surveillance screen. The master is already here, and he is just walking slowly at his own pace as an old man.

Bruce turned his head, and was extremely helpless to the old butler who was regarded as his family and elder, and said, "Then you come?"

"I'm going to prepare some milk for you guys." Alfred slowly started to walk back again. At this time, he no longer complained about his old arms and legs, and left a faint sentence, "It's baked now." If so, it may take a long time.”

Bruce: "No, I refuse milk, that's for kids."

Alfred: Although I call you Master, how old do you think you are, Baby Bruce, who is still lying in bed?

Known as a playboy, in fact he only learned how to flirt, buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, and at most add a little sweet talk to make women happy. Baby Bruce stared seriously at Mei Xiaomi, who was lying on the table very unsteadily.

And generally speaking, as long as he has the former skill, it is enough for his girlfriends to smile happily and sweetly. Therefore, facing a girl who is crying in her sleep, Bruce can't make up his mind.

Is it necessary to wake people up first, and then make them happy?He thought about what Alfred did when he was a child, when his parents had just passed away.

It seems to be sitting on the edge of his own bed, and then watching himself fall asleep, and occasionally he will cry a lot, so he will give him Mozart's lullaby.

Bruce seriously considered whether to take out the violin that had been piled up in his room.

Before that, though, move the person to a comfortable bed.Bruce bent down, gently moved the person from the stool to his chest, then supported Mei Xiaomi's back and legs, and hugged the person all at once.

It turned out that it wasn't as light and fluffy as it seemed, Bruce subconsciously thought, although it didn't have much weight, it was much better than what he thought could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Maybe Mei Xiaomi woke up accidentally by moving, or she was not really asleep, and she woke up when Bruce put the little girl on the bed.

Mei Xiaomi blinked her sour eyes, and when she raised her head, she could see an unfamiliar ceiling, and then she slowly remembered that today was the first day she moved into Gotham's Wayne Manor.

"Are you awake?" She heard a deep voice beside her ask.

Mei Xiaomi turned her head, the red corners of her eyes only met Bruce's concerned gaze, and hesitantly asked, "Mr. Wayne?"

"Bruce, as I said, just call me Bruce." Batman's routine inspection time had not yet arrived, he thought about what happened here just now—that is, Wayne Manor, Batman's lair— It is decided that it is better to ask clearly.

"Just now I saw a burst of green light and a phantom figure, do you know what happened?" He subconsciously lowered his voice and asked tentatively.

As a result, it's okay not to mention it. As soon as this was mentioned, Bruce watched the little girl's watery eyes rolling down and rolling down, and then one, two, three teardrops rolled out continuously.

Mei Xiaomi pursed her mouth, sniffed her nose and tried to bear it, her eyes were red and she wanted to keep what happened just now in her heart. However, it turns out that the attribute of crying will not disappear when people grow up, it is just It is usually hidden, but it will still appear when it should appear, such as now.

The more she endured, the redder her eyes became, and the more she endured, the more she couldn't help it. Finally, under Bruce's terrified eyes, she burst into tears.

While baking small biscuits, while still paying attention to the flour that Alfred almost got a hand here, the elegant old housekeeper finally rolled his eyes fiercely, and said with a poisonous tongue: "Nice job, Wei Mr. En."

It's a pity that Bruce, who hasn't put on his wireless headphones, can't hear his complaints, although he can't help but look out, showing that he desperately needs some off-field support now-even if it's poisonous, it doesn't matter.

"It's a very energetic lady." Alfred happily abandoned his master, and had no intention of going up to rescue him. He opened the cupboard and started to make tea, "If you are tired from crying, you need Alfred to heat it Milk tea to replenish water and strength, and then whether to continue crying or rest, it is a good choice."

To be honest, it's not that Bruce has never seen a beautiful woman cry, but any beautiful woman who doesn't cry like pear blossoms and rain, crying in pursuit of beauty, is the only one who doesn't care about her image like this girl.However, Bruce couldn't help crying bitterly at Mei Xiaomi's miserable voice.

He sighed, and clumsily hugged him into his arms, just like how Alfred patted him when he was a child, patting Mei Xiaomi lightly, while apologizing: "I'm sorry, I made you think of something sad."

"She's dead." Mei Xiaomi didn't know where she felt so sad. She grabbed the skirt of Bruce's chest, as if grabbing a life-saving straw. She tossed and turned, "She's dead."

While talking, shed tears.

Bruce thought that the phantom just now was probably someone she knew, and it should be related to the Karma Taj she mentioned this afternoon.However, for the time being, he dared not ask.

After a long time, Mei Xiaomi finished studying the few books left by Gu Yi, and asked Strange, who had become the supreme mage, to know that Gu Yi's departure was really a complete departure, and if he didn't enter the reincarnation, his soul would be scattered. .She used her last strength to complete the fusion between Mei Xiaomi and a part of the time gem, and then completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

Half an hour later, Mei Xiaomi, who was tired from crying, was successfully patted to sleep by Bruce.He let out a long sigh of relief, quickly stuffed him into the bed lightly and went to the bat cave.

Alfred was already waiting there in the bat cave. He carefully admired his master's wrinkled clothes and a large wet mess, and said with relief: "I can probably look forward to the next generation of Wayne." , you will be a good father."

"It's not funny Alfred." Bruce, who had to take another shower before leaving, protested, and then couldn't help asking, "Am I also this difficult when I was a child?"

Alfred shook his head with a smile, and said with an expression of thinking too much, "Believe me, you are still much more difficult than Miss May."

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