Brody saw the psychiatrist Hannibal again.

Although the number of times we meet is not too many, Brody feels that he seems to like wearing the three-piece suit that fits well, and he also has a parted hairstyle that makes people wonder if he has obsessive-compulsive disorder. .

He was sitting on the sofa, flipping through a stack of materials on his lap, when Brody walked in, he put the materials aside very smoothly, and then smiled decently at Brody.

Hannibal didn't get into the topic at the beginning, but first prepared a cup of hot black tea for both parties, and then started with a chatty tone

"I heard about what you did, Brody."

Brody wasn't surprised by this, he didn't speak, just waiting for Hannibal to continue speaking.

"I'd say there's something admirable about what you've done."

Brody was surprised by what Hannibal said, he blinked, "I thought you would say this is a very irrational thing."

"Actually, that's not the case." Hannibal picked up the teacup, moved his thin lips to the edge of the cup and took a sip, and then said unhurriedly, "Do you remember what I said before?"

Brody recalled what Hannibal had said the other time he had communicated with him.

"You said, I'm brave enough..."

Hannibal nodded, he took Brody's words, and continued, "I still haven't changed my mind, and, in fact, I think you've become even better after not seeing you for so long."

"It's just that your family members may not understand you, after all, they are more worried about your safety."

Brody took a sip of the tea, and the slightly bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue.

He felt that Mr. Hannibal really hadn't changed at all, but he had to say that no one didn't like compliments, even Brody.

While thinking about it, Brody touched his wrist, and the cold and hard touch of the dial came from his fingertips.

Brody left it in his bedroom when he went to find Clark and didn't put it back on until he got home.

He wondered if Bruce was listening to this conversation right now.

……

Regardless of whether Doctor Hannibal agreed with Brody out of wanting to make Brody feel more trust and favor towards him, or he really thought so, at least Brody felt that the exchange was pleasant enough.

He rolled down the window and looked out.

The psychiatrist who sent him downstairs had already turned and walked into the building.

Brody stared at his back, thinking about what Hannibal had said in his mind. A few seconds later, when he was about to look away, he noticed a man walking down the street.

The man's hair was disheveled, his clothes were casual, and the corners of his eyes were obviously blackened after lack of sleep. He held a file bag in his hand, and hurriedly walked, and finally stopped under the building.

He opened his legs, stepped up a step, and suddenly turned around and looked towards Brody.

But he quickly looked away again.

Like a casual eye contact between strangers, both Brody and the man quickly left both behind the memory.

……

Brody went to that orphanage again.

The dean came out to receive him, and the lady's expression was less rigid than last time.

At least the wrinkles between the brows have been reduced a lot.

She's even a little out of character, and chatting with Brody.

"I think it's probably the good luck you brought," said the dean. "On the night you left, I received an anonymous grant that allowed me to pay for my child's treatment."

Looking at the children, Brody couldn't help laughing, then turned to look at her.

He said in a serious tone, "But it's also because of you, Dean, who have supported you until now."

Compared to the uninformed dean, Brody knew where the funding came from, and after an investigation, it was confirmed that the dean was indeed responsible, and he was always thinking about these orphans The person behind, will call so quickly.

Then Brody played with the kids again.

Before leaving, Angel grabbed the corner of his clothes and simply squatted down.

"what happened?"

Angel pointed to his left chest, and the child's voice was full of excitement, "Auntie Dean said, I can go to the hospital for an examination, maybe there will be no more pain here in the future, and I don't need to take bitter medicine anymore."

Brody curled his lips, "Sounds great!"

"Will you come to see me then?" The child looked at him with big beautiful eyes.

"of course."

……

When Brody returned to the villa, Bruce was not there.

"My lord, he's going to—"

"No need," Brody made a stop gesture, "Anyway, he's either going to the party, or he's going to—"

He paused, his voice became quieter, almost talking to himself

"...things that have nothing to do with me."

Alfred didn't hear the latter sentence, but he could see it from Brody's careless expression.

Brody is obviously not very interested in where Bruce is going.

After dinner, Bruce still didn't come back.

Brody helped Alfred put the plates into the kitchen. Before leaving, his footsteps paused invisibly, but he didn't speak after all, and just went all the way back to his bedroom.

After washing and changing, Brody lay down on his bed.

He actually—

Forget it.

Brody rubbed his face, stopped his thoughts, closed his eyes, and entered the study space.

But Brody's idea of ​​not asking anything was broken the next day.

At that time, Brody was sitting cross-legged on the sofa eating the dessert Alfred had prepared for him, with earphones plugged into his ears, listening to songs while writing and scratching in the book Lucius had prepared for him.

Although Lucius promised to introduce him to the excellent doctor, Brody was not in a hurry to meet him immediately. He wanted to meet him after he had learned about this place and passed the exam in the space.

Just from Lucius' mouth, he could tell that the doctor must be a confident and conceited person. If he didn't have certain skills, he would definitely not get any good looks from such a person.

Probably the other party will feel that it is a waste of time.

Brody didn't notice when Bruce came back at all, he just felt his side sinking, and when he turned his head, he saw Bruce's side face.

He saw Bruce's brows were furrowed, his lips were drawn into a straight line, and there was a trace of fatigue in his expression.

Brody "..."

Brody didn't say anything, he quickly withdrew his gaze, pretended not to notice anything, and continued to read the book.

After half a minute, the nib stopped.

After 1 minute, the content that did not feel boring at first began to be difficult to enter the brain.

3 minutes later--

Brody snapped the book shut.

Bruce, who was originally in deep thought, was brought back by this movement, and saw Brody get off the sofa and pass by him without saying a word.

But the bright displeasure on his face was caught by Bruce.

Bruce quickly went through what caused Lodi's emotions in his mind, and finally fell on the psychiatrist.

Because of yesterday's busy work, Bruce didn't have time to deal with Brody's psychological consultation. He still doesn't know what Brody and Hannibal exchanged.

He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyes became calmer, and then he was about to get up and go back to the study.

"Sit."

Brody's voice sounded, and he pressed his hands on Bruce's shoulders. He didn't use much force, but Bruce was pushed back subconsciously.

"Brody..."

"To shut up."

Brody said stiffly, "I don't want to hear you talking for now, Bruce."

Bruce "..." was a little confused.

Bruce originally thought that there was something wrong with the doctor, until now, he finally realized that the possible cause was still on him.

The hand that was on Bruce's shoulder starts to move up and finally lands on the temple.

Although a certain person's tone sounds fierce, the strength of the massage is very appropriate, and compared with the previous acupoint massage, it has improved a lot, and the effect of relieving fatigue is more obvious.

Bruce didn't know for a moment whether Brody was angry or not.

The hands didn't leave until most of his fatigue disappeared and the massage alone didn't have much effect.

Bruce waited for a while, but he didn't wait until Brody returned to the sofa, but the sound of footsteps gradually receding, and when he turned his head, he saw Brody's back going upstairs.

Bruce "..."

So... I still haven't figured out what he said, and I'm even holding my breath in my heart?

When Alfred came back from a walk with Brian, he found that Master Brody, who was originally on the sofa, had become his master, with a thoughtful expression.

"What are you thinking about?"

The old butler bent down to remove the leash from Brian's collar, and asked casually.

"Afu."

The man's voice was low, "Brody seems to be still angry with me."

The old butler thought, this is actually not surprising at all.

Although the young master is obedient, it doesn't mean he has no temper.

He looked at Bruce with a strange look in his eyes. Didn't Bruce realize anything about this incident of running away from home?

"You said that family members need to communicate more."

Bruce raised his eyes, looked straight at Alfred, and said seriously, "Maybe I should talk to him again."

He has not forgotten the decision he once made, which is to be a more qualified family member.

Alfred "..."

Are you sure you won't run away from home again?

On the other side, Brody, who had already gone upstairs to the bedroom, was shocked by what the system said.

"What did you say?"

The system repeated in his mind "The remaining energy fluctuations were detected from your family members' skin."

"Detected as usable energy."

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