When Thomas rushed downstairs in a suit, he hurriedly took the fully dressed Damian from Av. He took two steps back, looked at Damian's outfit, and then said: "Shirt.
Not bad, but overalls... forget it, it’s not our era anymore, fine, that’s it, where’s the car?”
"It's already stopped in front of the door, sir..."
Thomas picked up Damian, and before going out, he turned to look at Bruce, who was leaning on the sofa in a daze, and said, "You take good care of yourself. If you feel really uncomfortable, let Alfred take you to the hospital."
Then he glanced around at the other people on the sofa and said, "Please give me a good class. I'll be back on Friday night to check your homework."
When he left in a hurry, Red Hood spread his hands and said, "I don't think he has much time to check his homework."
"He and Damian are really a match made in heaven." Red Robin commented, and then he continued: "I used to think that no father in this world would be able to accept a child like Damian. I was wrong.
Already."
"What's even more frightening isn't that he thinks Damian can be further cultivated?" Nightwing shook his head and said helplessly: "I really don't know how far they have to learn before they are satisfied."
"But I'm pretty sure he will ask the ballet teacher about your progress." Red Robin's words made the smile on Nightwing's face freeze.
Just when Nightwing was about to ask why, Red Robin said: "In a big family, the eldest son and the youngest son receive the most attention. Don't think you can escape with Damian."
Nightwing was like a deflated ball, and he muttered: "If Thomas hadn't gone to our universe to meet Batman one day sooner or later, I wouldn't have taken any damn ballet class."
"Who isn't?" Red Hood crossed his arms and said, "I bet he's the kind of parent who can say we've never done any homework in our lives if we haven't done one page of homework."
"Hey, don't any of you pay attention to Bruce's situation?" Barbara sat opposite Bruce and stretched her head to look into Bruce's eyes.
Logically speaking, this is already an extremely offensive social distance, but Bruce seemed a little slow to react, and it took him a long time to lean back to avoid Barbara's gaze.
At this time, Alfred, who had sent Thomas out, came back. He went to the cloakroom next to him and took out many blankets and distributed them to everyone one by one.
The outsiders were a little confused and stood there for a long time not knowing what to do. However, several children had already put on blankets and walked towards the door leading to the garden. Even Dick, who was very sleepy, did not go upstairs immediately.
Instead, he fell at the end of the line and staggered out.
Although Red Robin didn't know what they were going to do, he still put on the blanket obediently and followed the group of children and said, "Where are we going, the garden? Are there any group activities to be held?"
"It's best not to be like last night." Red Hood deliberately picked up the blanket and passed it over Nightwing's head behind him, messing up his hair. Seeing Nightwing's stiffened expression, Red Hood laughed.
When everyone came to the garden, Red Robin immediately discovered that there was something different in the garden of Wayne Manor in this universe. A separate piece of land was carved out in the southeast corner and a small square was built.
Benches benches and swings.
A few children sat on the swings, so the rest could only sit on the benches nearby. Looking at the remains of the bonfire in the center of the small square, Red Robin asked curiously: "Why are we sitting here?
"
"You'll find out later." Jason waved his hand impatiently and said, "Don't let your jaw drop in shock later."
"Is there anything we can do..."
Before the red hood could finish speaking, a dazzling light flashed across the horizon, and then the halo grew larger and larger until everything in front of him was illuminated in bright white, and the outlines of all objects were blurred.
This light is actually not very bright, but if compared with the weather in Gotham, it is just like the first light at the birth of the universe. Lucifer, the original light of the first light, once marveled at this phenomenon and said
It means that you are far inferior to it.
It's dawn in Gotham.
A few birds that had been walking through the rainy night for a long time landed in the bright river bend. The long-lost sunshine made the water drops on their feathers shine, and the wind passing between the folded reeds dried the hair on their temples.
Moist.
For many years, people living on this land have always forced their hearts to beat harder to pump out more warm blood to survive the cold nights one after another.
And when the sun puts a warm coat on them for the first time, the overheated blood will make them hover on the edge of spontaneous combustion. The blood rushes from the heart to the brain and makes them dizzy.
Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin and Barbara all stood up from their chairs, stupidly raising their heads and looking at the blue sky exposed among the rippling clouds, and the holes in the dark clouds.
of bright sunshine.
The surging heat coming from inside the body makes them long for rain. No one will fall in love with rainy days in a city that rains all year round, unless they know that it will be sunny one day.
Sunlight is not scarce. Nightwing has walked on the sunny beach for countless days in Blüdhaven. At that time, he would think of the rainy nights in Gotham, but he has never been lucky enough to escape the rainy nights and enjoy the sunshine.
There is only deep sadness and longing.
They are all the same, because they all know who they are, waiting for rainy nights in the cold and dark city, and every time they miss him, they understand the greatness of the Dark Knight.
Today, the sunshine of Gotham made them understand that the Dark Knight in this universe is greater.
Nightwing looked up at Alfred who was serving hot tea. Red Hood hugged him and rubbed his arms. Red Robin carefully stared at the outermost ring of light in the cloud hole. Barbara turned her head to admire the shadow of the trees.
bright spots of light.
They are all using the same method to cover up their true thoughts. In such great light, how can they not think of the darkness that has been missed thousands of times?
The birds that settled in Guangming River Bay still felt that this place was not home. They rested in the reeds for a while and let the sun dry their wet feathers to become fluffy and soft.
On another sunny day, they said goodbye to the river bends and reeds. These soft and fluffy birds, like flying catkins, hid the bright particles in the warm down, and then took off again, flying over the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.
Thunder and lightning storms only bring the same enthusiasm to the dark caves under the distant rain clouds.
"Batman..." Nightwing spit out a name, his tone full of complex emotions and obvious urgency.
"He should be here." Red Hood said more bluntly than him, he said: "Look at this miracle." "Or we can look at it for him." Red Robin continued.
"Oh my God, we should go back and tell him! Which one of you has a camera? Let me take a picture!" Barbara yelled. She said, "No matter what, I'm going to send this picture back now."
!I also want to give one to my dad, they will be very happy."
No one among them was greedy for the warmth of the sun, but they all turned around and walked back, trying to find something to record this scene, and then bring it to Batman, preferably as soon as possible, maybe they could still see it on his face
to a surprised expression.
But at this moment, Dick exclaimed from the bench next to him: "Bruce...Bruce! What's wrong with you?"
Several people looked back and found that Bruce had fallen beside the bench. Red Robin, who was closest to Bruce, rushed over and tried to help Bruce up, but Bruce grabbed the armrest of the bench and stood up.
He covered his forehead and shook his head and said, "I'm fine. The logic of my actions conflicted. I'm fine now."
"You don't look like you're okay!" Red Hood said loudly, "I know Batman won't go to the hospital, but you fainted!"
"I just need to... debug..." Bruce said stiffly, but in the next second his arms seemed to suddenly lose strength, and he fell down next to the bench again.
Now several people rushed to help him, and Yeyi said worriedly: "Should we call the emergency call? This looks a bit like a cerebral infarction."
"Didn't Thomas say that he has a mental illness? Could it be neurological epilepsy?" Red Robin, who has a medical education background, speculated, and then he frowned and said: "If this is the case, there is nothing we can do, so we should hurry up
Let’s take him to the hospital.”
"But I'm afraid Batman won't..."
"He's not the Batman we know!" Red Robin let go of Bruce's hand and walked towards the gate of the manor. Alfred was already standing by the phone waiting, and Red Robin walked over to take a look.
, the telephone numbers of hospitals and private doctors are ready.
After hesitating for a while, Red Robin decided to call the hospital. Mental problems are very troublesome to deal with, and sometimes sedatives may be needed. Private doctors cannot solve this problem.
After a while, the ambulance from the New Arkham Psychiatric Hospital arrived. Several Robins hesitated before getting into the ambulance. Red Hood looked at Red Robin and said: "What do you think? Send Batman to Arkham."
Mu Asylum?!”
"In this universe, Batman is not Batman, and Arkham Asylum is not Arkham Asylum." Red Robin sighed and said, "What else can you do?"
Red Hood glanced at Bruce who was being carried on a stretcher, and sighed deeply. At this time, Nightwing had already stepped into the ambulance, waved to the two people and said, "Anyway, he helped us.
The Batman of the world, so we should also help him, this is the creed of the Bat Family."
"Of course I know." Red Robin got into the ambulance, looked at Bruce's somewhat pale face and said, "He hasn't had time to have his own Bat Family, so naturally this is our responsibility."
Red Hood also came up and said: "Even if someone faints on the street, I will send him to the hospital...Barbara, don't come up, stay in Wayne Manor and watch them."
And the Batcave!”
Soon the ambulance door closed, and the three of them followed the ambulance from the New Arkham Psychiatric Hospital to the hospital's consulting room. Dr. Brand checked Bruce's condition and then made a diagnosis.
"It may be a physical disorder caused by mental disorder." Brand frowned and said, "What did he do to his brain? How come he doesn't even have simple physical reflexes?"
The expressions of the three people immediately became tense, but Brand soon added: "People will have a certain degree of physical disorder when they are mentally nervous, which can usually be recovered through relaxation and recuperation. Since he did not show aggression,
Then there is no need for sedatives, just have a good rest for a few days."
Red Robin heard what he meant, so he asked tentatively: "Is it mental stress caused by fatigue?"
"Maybe." Brand only gave a vague answer, but the three Robins looked at each other, and Nightwing sighed deeply and said, "Do you still remember the sunny day just now?"
Red Robin stood in front of the bed, folded his arms and stared at Bruce's face and said: "It's hard to imagine what kind of efforts a Batman would have to make to bring Gotham back to light."
"I said Batman shouldn't have sent us here!" Red Hood yelled very dissatisfied: "What now? Let's make more chaos for him!"
The three of them were silent. In their impressions, the Batman they knew could be called the most terrifying workaholic in the world, but he still did not let Gotham have sunny days.
And now that Gotham in this universe has actually seen the sun, how tired does Batman have to be in this universe to achieve such an achievement?
Maybe he was already at the end of his strength, but when a few of his people came over, he was in a hurry. Under heavy pressure, his mental problems were reflected in his limbs, leading to the current situation.
Guilt spreads in the silence. The thing Robin hates most is that he has become a drag on Batman. The stronger Batman is, the more they hate themselves for becoming a weakness.
At this moment, Bruce suddenly woke up. He swallowed hard several times and said intermittently: "Come here...help me...help me..."
"What are you doing?" The three people immediately gathered around, and even the most impatient Red Hood pricked up his ears. "I have something...help me..."
Bruce repeated a few words vaguely. Neither Nightwing nor Red Hood quite understood what he meant. Red Robin looked at the other two people as if he suddenly understood and said: "Do you still remember, he told Damian that he
What are you going to do next?”
"Oh, meeting demon clients, attending hell weddings, giving away cats and dogs, and getting things from Diana's place? He wants us to help him with these things?"
Bruce nodded vigorously, and then passed out again. In an instant, the three of them looked at each other, and they all saw the determination in each other's eyes.
Red Hood slapped his chest and said, "Leave it to me, who wouldn't help Batman?"
The moment Red Hood and Nightwing looked at each other, they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.
A great Batman who brought Gotham back to light chose them when he needed help. Isn't this the deepest affirmation and the most special appreciation?
"Let's go back to Wayne Manor and hold a war meeting!"
Nightwing took the lead and led the other two people out of the room. After they left, Bruce on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes, sat up without any hindrance, and walked smoothly to the window.
Through the window, Bruce watched the smug figures of the three young men disappear outside the gate of the new Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, and smiled.
