The long day was finally over. The bedroom needed to be remodeled, but it couldn't be built today. Wen declined Bruce's offer to "sleep in the guest room" and chose to live in the room they prepared for her.

Maybe something shocking will happen.

Although she had such thoughts in her heart, when it actually happened, Wen was shocked - Damn, she had guessed it?!

Wen knew he was dreaming.

It's a dream again. She doesn't object to relying on dreams to see the complete picture of the entire event from the perspective of a bystander, but can't it be changed in another form?

Wen stood in front of Wendy and waved, and Wendy crossed her fingers with a smile.

"It's like I'm a ghost." Wen followed Wendy melancholy, "I'm still a peeping tom ghost."

She patiently followed Wendy for a while and found that Wendy's destination was the study. According to Wen's understanding of Wendy, once she entered the study, Wendy would not leave for an hour or two.

She no longer followed Wendy, but temporarily wandered around the villa.

After five minutes Wen lost the will to continue.

It was so familiar, even more familiar to her than the Wayne main house she saw in reality. With her eyes closed, Wen could roughly imagine what the neighborhood looked like in her mind, including some details that ordinary people overlooked: the tiny lower end of the sofa

The scratches on the carpet, the corner of the carpet that always tilts up slightly, the even sound of the retro hanging clock on the wall...

But it’s useless no matter how familiar you are.

None of this has anything to do with her.

This is a completely immersive movie, and she is just a viewer who cannot change the ending.

What a pity, Wen thought, she didn't really care whether she participated or not, but it was too bad to just look at Wendy's situation. Hating that iron could not turn into steel could not describe Wen's mood. She had successfully put her own mentality into perspective.

It turned into "I just want to see how long you can endure it."

After she was so angry, she could no longer raise her expectations.

Wendy's past is like a long and stinky TV series, revolving around the same type of story over and over again. You can imagine the ending just by looking at the beginning. This piece of shit can actually continue to play out for so many years.

She lay on the sofa and stared at the lights on the ceiling in trance. The bright light gradually became dim, and the melodious symphony grew from weak to strong. Wen was stunned and quickly got up from the sofa.

The scene in front of him changed. Girls were swaying around the sofa in high heels. A few young couples were hiding in a secluded place and chattering. Jewelry and diamond-encrusted dials shone like stars. Wen was sitting alone on the sofa.

Finally realized that the dream had changed.

She walked around the hall several times and didn't see Wendy.

"Where's the birthday girl today?"

Wen heard a girl talking.

"She hasn't come yet. The most important people are always late. What's the rush?"

"I've never met Miss Wayne..."

"She doesn't often appear at other parties, but she often invites guests to parties at Wayne's main house. Have you never received an invitation?"

"I've been here before, but Miss Wayne had already left when I came."

"That's true. She is always the last to appear and the earliest to leave. God knows where she goes - have you heard that Miss Wayne seems to have more fun than Mr. Wayne? It is said that she leaves early every time.

She brings the girl she likes everywhere..."

This group of girls in colorful costumes pushed and pushed each other and made sweet laughter.

"Wow, no wonder you are dressed so sexy today!"

"You're still telling me, look at your necklace. It's a coming-of-age gift from your grandmother, right? It's always been kept in a safe before. Why don't you wear it today?"

"What's the use of these things that are worn outside? Look at me, today's dress is not a close-fitting style, but there are special little things inside-"

These words immediately aroused the exclamation of the girls.

temperature:"……"

Wendy, you really don’t know how to evaluate me.

She walked away speechlessly. Not far away was a place where boys gathered. She could guess that their words were similar to those of these girls. She was too lazy to listen to a group of people talking crazy about Wendy, so she simply chose one.

A place for people to stand.

The hall was very lively, but Wendy never showed up. Wen saw Dick, who was surrounded by a group of boys and girls, and there was laughter from time to time.

Dick is the central character. Not surprisingly.

Tim's position is harder to find, and he is also not alone. He seems to be familiar with such situations.

What surprised Wen the most was that she actually found Damian in the crowd. The stinky brother had a cold face and acted a little impatient. But to be honest, the stinky brother was also quite beautiful, so he was not far away.

There was a girl standing nearby who wanted to strike up a conversation.

Where is Wendy?

Why isn't she there? She can't really be upstairs with someone...

Rather, it seems like something she can do.

Wen decisively gave up the idea of ​​going upstairs to find Wendy, but it would be boring to stay here.

Especially after she listened for a few minutes and found that the conversation between this group of people was quite unsatisfactory.

Those who show off jewelry, new clothes and new sports cars, those who show off what royal ceremony they attended not long ago, those who show off that they have received invitations to catwalk shows, those who complain about their predecessors’ incompetence, and those who scold themselves for being dissatisfied.

People actually came to the birthday party...

...birthday party.

It sounded a bit familiar, as if she had mentioned a birthday party before when she thought she was lying.

What was she talking about at that time? Wen racked his brains to think about it. After thinking for a long time, the answer was already looming, but he refused to come out.

Wen noticed that Dick broke away from the people around him and headed in the direction of Tim.

She followed immediately.

"Where's Wendy?" Dick asked. "She's still upstairs?"

"Well." Tim's expression was not very good, "She refuses to go downstairs before my father comes back."

Dick looked very irritated: "Bruce isn't done yet?"

"No, things are a bit difficult to deal with today." Tim coughed lowly, "He sent a message three minutes ago saying that he might be late for a while."

"He's already late." Dick said angrily. "Even if he has a reason to be late, Wendy doesn't know it!"

Tim said nothing.

"Let's go up and persuade her." Dick rubbed his forehead, "She must at least show her face..."

Wen finally remembered!

Wendy's eighteenth birthday party! It's today, that's it!

"It turns out that the content of this dream is about the birthday party." Wen said to himself, "Let me think about it, what did I say at the time? At the eighteenth birthday party, my father was late and drunk... It seems like

That’s what happened.”

Dick and Tim went upstairs, and Wen walked to the window. Behind the sound of the symphony, the sound of rain gradually became clearer.

Heavy rain day.

The rain never stopped in Wendy's heart.

Okay, Wen thought, she was wrong, this series was indeed stinky, long and boring, and she could know the ending after watching the beginning, but——

"The details are still very attractive." She said to herself, "I want to know what happened today."

Wendy went downstairs.

She stood on the stairs, her white and elegant long gauze skirt made her as noble as a swan, but the swan's neck was not as attractive as her slender waist; the diamonds dotted on the gauze skirt were shining, but these dazzling lights

Not as eye-catching as her smile.

The noisy voices disappeared, and people raised their heads and stared at her quietly, as if their breath was taken away by her appearance.

The melodious symphony is like a wisp of fragrance.

If Wen saw it correctly, Wendy's shoes were translucent and resembled the glass slippers in fairy tales. Dick and Tim following her looked like princes guarding the princess.

Wendy walked down the last step.

"Thank you all for the honor." She said softly, "It's a great honor."

This sentence suddenly woke everyone up.

People started talking and talking again, but everyone was distracted. They frequently turned their attention to Wendy, but no one came close. Even the few girls who were mumbling and competing for beauty just looked at it from a distance.

Wendy, sometimes when Wendy's eyes fall nearby, they will look away as if they are frightened.

"Where's father?" Wendy asked without looking back.

"..."

"..."

Dick and Tim looked at each other.
To be continued...