Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Jason always felt that something was wrong with his current life.

Of course it doesn't mean that such a life is bad.

Every morning he wakes up in the same bed with his little girl, and then they go to the bathroom to wash up together. When they go out, Lola will quickly find him the clothes he will wear for the day, and then they will guess who will make breakfast.

Said it was finger-guessing, but in fact, whoever wins or loses depends entirely on Laura's mood.

Most of the time, Lola will let herself lose. The rule of the game is that the loser makes breakfast, and the winner is responsible for washing the dishes after breakfast. While Lola is cooking breakfast, Jason will clean the room by the way.

Or just idly staring at Laura who is busy in the kitchen, watching her fingers lightly manipulate the meat and vegetables, leisurely slice, dice or dice them, and finally arrange them neatly on the dinner plate .

The few times Laura would let herself win, Jason would make breakfast and do the washing up and cleaning after meals.

Jason had protested against the rules of finger guessing, but it was only a verbal complaint and protest.

——Winning or losing in the boxing game was originally decided by Laura according to her mood.

——Even the fist-guessing event itself came from a flash of Laura's thought.

"Since it's all up to you to decide, why do we still have to guess the game." Jason complained when Luo La decided to set the rules of the game, "Is it necessary to do so much?"

Luo La answered him quite confidently: "Of course elections are better than dictatorships. This is a truth known to all the world."

In the evening, they will enjoy some literary and artistic works together, or they may be music, movies, operas, or random things.

If they are not interested in everything listed above that day, the last pastime chosen may be going out shopping, and they will hold hands and wander aimlessly.

And in the end, no matter which option you choose, in fact... it all depends on Laura.

Jason thought at first that he would not like this kind of life that was completely arranged by another person. What he didn't expect was that he adapted quite well and felt that he didn't mind continuing to live like this at all.

He even suspected that he was the legendary love brain—the kind of person who would become extremely emotional when encountering matters related to feelings, and could hardly accommodate any rational thinking.

But he was obviously thinking about whether he was too used to being arranged by Laura, and was seriously thinking about whether there was a way to break free.

...But in fact, he didn't particularly think about it.

In the end, he could only attribute the reason to the fact that although Laura always made arrangements for herself, her decisions also took his ideas into consideration.Unlike the high-pressure policy of bats saying nothing, Laura is very talkative, and as long as Jason really expresses that he doesn't want to do this, she will retreat without saying a word.

Instead, Jason didn't bother to refute her.

To some extent, Jason is actually a very casual person in many aspects of life, and that's fine, that's fine.

It's not that Laura didn't notice Jason's subtle mood change, but he didn't take it seriously.

"He'll figure it out sooner or later," she assured Tim on the phone, and she routinely greeted Tim's class, "I heard you're going to participate in the Math Olympiad soon? , Are you a little too young?"

"I'm participating in the children's competition." Tim didn't take it seriously, "It's completely in line with the age requirements. If you are worried that my fame will affect my other work, have you forgotten Bruce's work? ?”

"You mean Playboy?"

"...No, it's the president of the Wayne Group." Tim paused subtly, "But you're right."

As if casually, Tim asked again: "How have you been?"

"It's pretty good, I can't extricate myself from being addicted to love."

"..."

"Please Tibao, don't do this with me. If you want to ask about your brother Jason, just ask me." Laura was overjoyed on the other end of the phone, "Don't tell me you don't know about it."

"I know about it, and I know you'll admit it readily—why do you think I refused to live with you when I went to New York."

It was only then that Laura came to a realization: "So you don't want to disturb the two-person world between me and Jason!"

In fact, the main reason is that I feel that I am too young to be close to the two of you to eat dog food... Tim thought, but Laura's statement could not be wrong, so he acquiesced to Laura's guess.

Immediately afterwards, he finally said the most important thing in today's conversation: "Dick knows about you."

"If you know it, you know it," Laura said. "He won't be thinking about sending Jason back to Arkham right now?"

She didn't believe that Dick would be so sick. Dick was much less sick than Bruce. This kind of thing was more like Bruce would think—and just think, not actually do it.

But what if?To be honest, Laura has always been quite uncertain about the thoughts of the people in Bruce's family, although with her rich experience in dealing with psychopaths and perverts, coupled with the vagueness in her mind, it should be Rebecca's The impressions conveyed to her by her brain get along well with the Bruce family, but Laura never underestimates the psychological pressure Bruce brings to her adopted children.

Gotham is also a city rich in mental patients.

Tim's voice interrupted Lola's thoughts in a hurry, he sounded extremely nervous: "How is it possible! Dick is not really crazy, since Jason didn't continue to kill, and even if Jason faced The clown can resist killing him too—" Tim's voice falters at this point, but then goes on smoothly, "—Dick won't do it again!"

"Oh," Laura guessed absent-mindedly, "That's because Dick imprisoned the newly resurrected Jason in Arkham without hesitation, but Jason wasn't as crazy as he judged, so he himself Did you almost go crazy?"

"..." Tim felt speechless.

He almost wondered if Lola was watching Dick all the time, waiting to see what Dick had to do.

But this narrow-mindedness of staring at a certain person all the time and penny-pinching is not like Laura, who will fuck you on the spot if she doesn't like you, and won't save it for later to wait for an opportunity.

For her, any time is the best opportunity.

"I didn't stare at him, and I didn't stare at any of you." Laura knew Tim's brain circuit without thinking. She held her mobile phone, and she was a little glad that she didn't stay at home today, but came to school.

If Jason heard her and Tim's phone call, he didn't know what he would think again.

Her boy is good at everything, but he is too bad at expressing those delicate emotions.

Jason is only good at expressing his anger and aggression, which is probably a practice of the Bruce family... No, no, Bruce and Dick are actually very good at speaking well, and they are also very good at speaking softly.

It's just that this side of Bruce is usually only shown to people who don't know that his alternate identity is Batman, and Dick, he didn't show this side to Jason.

That doesn't mean he hates Jason any more than Jason always sniffing at Nightwing doesn't mean he hates Nightwing.

"What are you going to do?" Tim asked.

"...I said, do you think of me as a family relationship adjuster? Isn't that too much?" Laura said angrily, "As far as the complicated family relationship in your family is concerned, wow, who can adjust it?"

"Jason," Tim reminded, "you took him away."

"Not throwing Bruce's blame on me like this."

"So you have a solution, right?"

"...Oh," Laura sighed, and said vaguely, "Dick or something... don't worry about it at all, almost all the conflicts in your family are on Bruce, as long as you can get rid of Bruce," she said a little He said lightly, "It's okay-although it's just a palliative, not a permanent solution."

"I don't care about so much anymore, as long as I can treat the symptoms." Tim made a quick decision, "When will you come to Wayne Manor again?"

Lola nearly rolled her eyes skyward, but she held back.

"I'll be here before next month." She whimpered, "I knew it would be no good if you took the initiative to call me..."

Amidst her increasingly subdued complaints, Tim gently hung up the phone.

When he turned his head, he saw Alfred standing quietly behind him, with a silver plate in his hand, on which were freshly brewed black tea and cookies.

"Your afternoon tea, Master Timothy," the old butler politely put down the things in his hand one by one, and then put the empty silver plate on his chest, "I wish you a pleasant rest time."

"Thank you," Tim said softly.

He was a little uncertain how much the loyal and respectable old butler had heard about the conversation between him and Laura. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was really not much to hide from the old butler.

But Tim can't help being a little embarrassed by this "join Lola and get Bruce done" vibes—especially when someone finds out.

It's like secretly wreaking havoc at home with outsiders.

Although Laura is not an outsider.

They're not trying to wreak havoc at home, they're strictly doing a good thing.

Just when Tim was fidgeting a little, Alfred said: "Excuse me, Master Timothy, I heard your call just now."

"It's okay, it's okay," Tim said.

"If I'm not mistaken, Master Timothy, Miss Clark will be visiting the manor, isn't she?"

"...That's right, we haven't agreed on a specific time, but she promised to come." Tim looked at Alfred without blinking, wondering why the old butler asked so many questions What's the meaning.

He has not been in this family for a very long time, but the one who spends the longest time with Tim should actually be the old housekeeper.

However, Tim didn't even know Alfred as much as he knew Jason Todd. The old man seemed to be a ghost living in Wayne Manor. Every detail in the estate is well known.

Sometimes in comparison, Tim even feels that Alfred is more like the owner of Wayne Manor.

He raised his head and stared intently at this old butler who seldom took the initiative to talk to him, but once he spoke, he would appear extremely solemn and serious, which made the audience nervous and serious, not knowing what important things the other party was about to say matter.

Then Tim heard Alfred's polite inquiry: "If Miss Clark is coming to Wayne Manor as a guest, I thought maybe you could give me some help with her taste preferences."

Tim: ...

Tim: ...? ? ?

"She doesn't have a particular food preference," Tim had to say. "It's clearly written in the data set about her. But if I have to say something... Lola seems to like apples."

"That's it." Alfred still looked calm and unsmiling, he nodded to Tim, and when Tim thought he would bow and leave in the next second, he said, "Thank you for what you have done for the master Everything, Master Timothy."

Tim was flattered: "No, no, this is what I should do."

"You're a good boy." Alfred said in a low voice, and it was the first time he spoke to Tim in such a tone that should not belong to an old butler, but to an elder, "I know how difficult and difficult Master Bruce is. You."

He bowed deeply to Tim, and turned before Tim sprang from his seat like a frightened little animal, disappearing silently behind the door.

Tim stared blankly at the door for a moment.

He sighed slightly, opened his schoolbag, and began to prepare for the upcoming Mathematical Olympiad.

Laura hung up the phone.

She came to the school these days because the school recently arranged a test. Although Laura doesn't have to worry about being expelled from the school for her poor grades, she also has no interest in the scholarship. If she can graduate well, it's better to graduate well.

I just haven't decided which university to go to after graduation.

She can get into any university, anyway, she can get enough recommendation letters written by big people, but Jason actually made it clear that he doesn't want to go to college... Then how boring it would be for her to go to college.

Might as well lie at home with Jason.

Originally, there was no need for a diploma. If she wanted to work, she could get in no matter if it was the Stark Group or the Wayne Group.

Papa said it heartlessly, she wanted to work in the Lex Group, and it was impossible for him to really not want her.

I don't know what Jason plans to do in the future.It's definitely impossible for him to leave Gotham, that's okay, she will live in Metropolis in the future, Gotham and Metropolis are very close, it's very convenient for Jason to come over, she wants to go there - if she wants to go there, she doesn't have to think about it at all distance, so no problem at all.

After the exam, Laura and Mary Jane walked out of the school side by side, and it was only then that Laura learned from Mary Jane that Peter was exempted from the exam by relying on Mr. Stark's guarantee.

"Is that okay?" Laura was dumbfounded, "Why didn't I get exempted from the exam?"

"Because you didn't apply." Mary Jane suppressed a smile, "I thought you knew you could apply for exemption."

Laura gave Mary Jane an aggrieved look. Mary Jane coughed and stopped smiling.

She pushed Laura lightly: "Your boy is waiting for you in front."

"I see him."

"Then I'll go back by myself." Mary Jane said, she looked at Jason with a smile, and suddenly whispered in Laura's ear, "Don't bother him too much."

Laura was keenly aware that Mary Jane's "don't make too much trouble" seemed to represent a "toss" that was not suitable for discussion in public, but she didn't quite understand why she would leave Mary Jane with a favorite "toss" Jason impression.

Although she likes to toss Jason.

But she'd never tried to really... torment him.

She glanced at Mary Jane's back, thought for a while, and rushed towards her boy excitedly.

The tall trees on the side of the road cast a heavy shadow, Jason lowered his head, and hugged the girl who rushed towards him familiarly... Laura has grown taller again, she has really grown taller recently, and now she It was as high as Jason's chest.

As long as Jason lowered his head and bent over slightly, Laura could stand on tiptoe and kiss his lips.

Recently, she liked this posture of being held in Jason's arms without her feet leaving the ground, so this kiss seemed a bit long, so long that there was wind in this wonderful scene of stillness.

The tree shadow swayed, swayed, and never stopped.

Jason's coat and Lola's corners were sweetly pasted together, making a rustling sound as they rubbed against each other.

The author has something to say: there is nothing strange written in the last chapter...the writing is very innocent

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