Wendy: “…”

Her expression was very complicated.

Wen suddenly became unhappy: "Don't look at me like a bad person, okay?"

"You misunderstood." Wendy said, "I don't think you're a bad person, but because I don't think it's possible that the kind of scene you want to see."

"Why?"

"He is a sensible person," Wendy said lightly. "If he knew clearly that you belong to another world, then he would rationally think about where your home is."

Wen looked at Wendy intently.

She suddenly laughed.

"Stubborn?" she said, "You really think so? Do you think your father is sensible enough when dealing with things related to you?"

“…”

"Let me tell you what is really rational enough," Wen said. "The most rational way is to not let you study in another country far away, not give you more social opportunities, and not tolerate your runaway from home. The most inspirational way is to let you get in touch with the 'family career' when you were young, you are a part of the family. Sensely speaking, you are qualified to know, aren't you?"

Wendy didn't speak.

"But he didn't do that," Wen said enthusiastically, "He chose to hide and endure. It was not a sensible choice, Wendy, it was from-"

"Enough," Wendy said.

"Okay, okay, forget it if you don't want to listen." Wen Xin said that you didn't know anyway.

"You should be glad I'm not obedient." Wendy glanced at Wen. "If I'm obedient enough, you won't exist at all."

"That's it..." Wen shrugged, "I don't really care."

Although she made a bold statement to Wendy, if she really wanted to do it, Wen found that she didn't know what to do.

Her previous attitude towards Bruce was not friendly at all, and changing too quickly might arouse Bruce's vigilance.

But this is something that needs to be considered tomorrow.

Connor flew in from the window and landed in front of Wen.

As soon as he stood firm, Wen ran and jumped into his arms: "Connor! I miss you so much!"

"We've been apart for less than two days, baby." Connor hugged Wen, his face not very good. "God, Bruce will definitely not be happy that we did this."

"He cares so much? He also cares about our date?"

"Well..." Connor said tactfully, "I don't think any normal father will feel happy because his daughter has a boyfriend."

"You are so brave, you dare to call Bruce Wayne a 'normal father'." Wen Yiyi was serious.

Connor laughed, and realized something as he smiled: "You already know..."

"Shh." Wen said lightly, "Don't talk about disappointing things, now is our time."

"…Listen to you," Connor replied.

They hugged tightly, Wen pressed her cheeks against Connor's chest, closed her eyes, and quietly enjoyed this gentle time.

"Do you want to go out and have fun?" Connor asked.

"It's fine wherever you are," said Wen. "Just be with you."

"This really gave me a big problem. The meaning of 'everywhere' is 'I want to have a very special experience', right? I know what you are thinking."

Wen buried his head and smiled dullly.

"No," she said vaguely, "I can do it. If I'm with you, it's almost the same place. If I'm not with you, it's almost the same place."

Conner thought for a few seconds and had an idea.

"Do you miss the sun?" he asked.

“A little bit.”

"That's bad, the place we're going to isn't sunny."

Wen said: "Where to go?"

Great Britain, Ireland, Dublin.

Irish seaside.

The glow of the rising sun dyed the sky and the sea in rose purple, and there was no one on the golden beach, only a few small houses stood.

"I thought we were going to London," said Wen.

“It’s raining in London,” Connor said. “Although walking in the rain is romantic, the rising sun is more eye-catching.”

"I want to hold the same umbrella as you."

"Are you sure?"

"...Okay, I actually miss the sunshine quite a bit," said Wen. "Gotham rarely has sunshine. When I was in New York, even if I didn't go out, just push the windows open, the light would fill the room. Gotham didn't have this treatment. Wayne's main house was big and empty, and the lights were on in every corner."

Connor sat down on the ground, and Wen turned his head and glanced at him.

Connor and Wen looked at each other, took off their leather jackets and spread them on the beach like a dream.

"Please sit, ma'am," he said briskly.

Wen sat down against him: "It seems you have a lot to learn - baby."

"You know I never used such a trick to please girls in the past." Connor leaned over Wen's cheek and kissed her earlobe. "Often I just threw a kiss, and they would rush towards me in ecstasy."

"Each one another." Wen yawned.

They quietly waited for the sun to break free from the sea and warmed their bodies through the distant universe. The wind by the sea was faintly damp, and there were jade-like mountains and forests in the distance. Wen Yi was always good at passing the time with daze, but even she had to admit that someone was dazed with you, which was countless times better than dazed alone.

"The sea is very warm now," Connor whispered, "Do you want to pick up shells or something?"

"Actually, I just thought of this." Wen said seriously, "The Irish Sea has always been a severely affected area of ​​marine pollution. I just said why no one comes here nearby. Generally, people living by the sea will come to pick up seafood left on the beach by the tide..."

Connor smiled so hard that he couldn't stand up: "Wen! You're paying attention to it so strange!"

"This is very serious! Be serious!"

"If you are worried about ocean pollution, don't worry, it has nothing to do with us." Connor stopped laughing. "The affected fishermen, and perhaps tourists, but the Irish Sea is not a famous landscape. This beach is very big for both of us, but it is actually very small."

Wen Man replied casually: "Yes."

“How is it like going home?”

"Not really, I'm so embarrassed that I want to escape from the scene by fainting." Wen had something to say now, "You don't know, I'm spending my days in Wayne's main house."

"I've guessed it long ago."

"Start with Bruce," said Wen. "I don't know how he usually acts, but he really has no experience with his daughter."

"He didn't have a daughter before you."

"But he has a son! Isn't his daughter and son all the same? There must be differences in details, but in fact it's the same? I want to correct my previous words," Wen complained loudly, "He has four sons, but it looks like he has never raised a child at all!"

"I'm listening." Connor was quite interested, "What happened?"

"You have to promise me not to laugh."

Connor hilariously: "Hahahahahaha!"

Wen pushed him hard, but he couldn't help but get angry: "Connor! Connor Kent! You started laughing before I could say anything!"

"Hahahahahaha... I'm sorry, but you, as soon as you said you didn't allow me to laugh, I started to want to laugh. It's not my fault, baby, you said you were not allowed to laugh first, isn't it obvious that you are reminding me that you will definitely talk about something funny next?"

"Forget it, you're okay." Wen rolled his eyes in anger, "Do you still want to listen?"

"I'm listening, I'm listening." Connor wiped the corners of his eyes, "Tell me, baby, I'm your most reliable trash can."

"Bruce really doesn't get along with his daughter. As for me, I'm not very good at getting along with my father." Hesitated, "So we... so we, well, almost all because we were in a situation that we were particularly bad at, and started using the weapons we were best at."

Connor's eyes widened.

He tried his best to control his expression, but after several seconds of enduring, he laughed wildly and lay on the beach, and he was about to roll.

Oh shit.

Xiaoxiao, why are you laughing? I thought to myself, and she will be angry if she smiles again.

"You flirted?" Connor smiled and grabbed a handful of sand. "Serious? Serious? Serious? Serious? You flirted?"

"Then it's still a short distance from flirting in the true sense..."

"You guys flirted." Connor just got up from the beach and fell to the ground with a smile. "My God, it's so funny, Wen, things aren't that bad, right? At least it's funny."

"Do you know what's the worst?"

"Your four brothers are still watching?"

Damn, he guessed it.

Wen turned his head away, but her expression was the best answer. Connor once again laughed so hard that he almost couldn't breathe: "Wen... I'm going to laugh to death, Wen, how did you make the scene like this?"

"I told you that I have no experience." Wen said angrily, "It's all Bruce's fault!"

"It's all his fault, of course it's all his fault." Connor immediately raised his hand to express his affirmation, "How could it be your fault? Baby, he is your father. He should have accommodated you, but there is no reason to let his young daughter accommodate her father."
To be continued...