24. The last aftersound
On the outskirts of Gotham City, the ruins of Wayne Manor.
What was once a gorgeous castle-like structure has been reduced to a mass of black, ruined bricks, and the same fire five days ago burned this worthless place to the ground.
Alfred, wearing a long black trench coat, held an umbrella, standing in the middle of the ruins, entering the early winter, the cold wind blew his white hair, the old butler who had served the Wayne family for most of his life pursed his lips, looking at the desolation around him, he sighed, bent down on the ground and picked up a piece of the gold badge of the Wayne family.
The original insignia had been melted away by the fire, and there were faint traces of the original, and Ah Fu used his gloved fingers to smear its black surface, and then held it in his hand, he finally sighed, stepped forward, and spoke to the architects who had gathered to study the reconstruction.
Bruce plans to restore the original castle on the site, and when he was young and frivolous, Bruce hated the lonely castle, but now, like Alfred, he feels a little heartache.
It's all the Wayne family's legacy, the best gift that the fathers left to their descendants, carrying their spirit and will, but now, this best wealth has been reduced to ashes in his hands, which makes Bruce feel a deep sense of guilt.
Wearing a denim jacket, Bruce wears gloves and holds a cane in his hand, struggling to find valuable collectibles in the ruins, in addition to the distress, he also has to do his duty as a member of the Wayne family, he needs to rebuild his family on this ruin, and everything he has neglected.
More than a decade later, the hatred of his parents finally disappeared with Ducat's death, and although the light and shadow of the past still appeared in his dreams, it could no longer affect him, and he felt that it was time for him to start a new life, not only as Batman, but also as Bruce Wayne.
"I thought that big heroes would be different from ordinary people behind the scenes. β
A female voice with a cheerful smile appeared behind Bruce, he propped up his body with a cane, and the duel four days ago left him with definitely more than just hatred, in fact, if it wasn't for another nasty guy intervening, he would probably have to say goodbye to these old friends in the form of black and white photos.
The last of the Wayne family turned around and saw Rachel, who was carrying a black purse, wearing a floral dress and a gray coat, the girl standing on the edge of the ruins, her hands running her long hair in the wind, her beautiful eyes full of smiles.
Bruce wiped his face with a glove and walked towards her with his cane, Rachel reached out and wiped the dust off Bruce's face, she looked at the ruins around her, and couldn't help but sigh,
"I remember when I was a kid, we used to play in the flower beds, and look at now, we're grown up, and the flower beds are ruined, and you, Bruce, when did you start and you became unknown to me. β
Her fingers slid lightly over Bruce's face, and there was a hint of intoxication and apology in her eyes,
"Seven years ago, I shouldn't have quarreled with you, let alone take you to Falconi, Ah Fu told me that it was because you couldn't let go of the death of your parents that you chose an exile, but I know that it was what I said that night that stung you, I'm sorry, Bruce, you shouldn't have to endure this. β
Bruce Wayne shook his head, he put his hands around Rachel's waist, the foreheads of the two people pressed together, he felt this faint, warm feeling, he whispered,
"All this is my choice, you don't have to feel uncomfortable, Rachel, all this is a path I chose for myself, these are all things I should bear, I should have grown up earlier, instead of sprinkling my self-blame and anger on you and Ah Fu, I was too naΓ―ve at that time. β
Rachel closed her eyes and put her hand on Bruce's abdomen, and that night, when a weakened Cyber carried the unconscious Bruce back to the Batcave, Rachel was almost the first to know the news, and she knew who had ended the city's disaster, not the National Guard, not the inactive cops.
It's him, it's the man in front of her, it's the person she likes, he used his life to exchange his life for the possibility of continuing the city, but this secret is destined not to be known by too many people.
"Does it still hurt?"
Rachel touched the wound and asked in a low voice.
Bruce took her hand and shook his head,
"It doesn't hurt as much as it hurts when I watched you turn away, Rachel... I'm back, I'm not the childish kid I used to be, I'm going to protect you, I'm going to protect the city, will you trust me?"
Rachel pursed her lips, her eyes lowered, and she took a step back.
She looked up at him, looking at this great hero who was like in a fairy tale, and she saw the expectant light in his eyes,
"I believe, Bruce, but it's not Batman that I like... What I like is Bruce Wayne, the boy who used to be able to play boring games with me in the flower garden for a day, instead of a hero who would do chivalry in the middle of the night and have to bear the burden of the city and me at the same time, it's too hard for you, so... I'll wait for you, Bruce. β
Ms. Rachel, who had just been promoted to full prosecutor, stretched out her finger and held the collar for Bruce, and the smile on her face was sincere and beautiful,
"I'll be there for you when the city doesn't need Batman anymore, trust me, that's the only thing I want to do right now. β
"But that's going to be a long time... Very long. β
Bruce shrugged with a wry smile, "The security in this city is terrible, I'm just getting started, and even then, I feel overwhelmed, I was hoping to..."
βmua~β
The second half of his sentence was blocked by a sweet kiss, this is the best gift, for the hero who has just saved the whole city, they hug each other, in the cold early winter of Gotham City, the hearts of the two people are also slowly approaching, Alfred, who is hiding on the side, looks at this scene, those eyes are full of happiness watching the younger generation grow up.
Ah Fu has never regarded himself as an outsider to the Wayne family, whether it is Bruce or his father, they also regard him as a real family, in Ah Fu's eyes, Miss Rachel, who grew up with Bruce, is the best choice for the main mother of the Wayne family.
Long-lasting, lip parting.
"This is my encouragement to you, my Batman, my hero. β
Rachel's breath was a little short, but she still took a step back, then took a box out of her bag and handed it to Bruce.
"It was supposed to be given to you on your birthday, but a lot happened that day. β
She patted her handbag and said with some embarrassment, "Okay, it's time for me to go, there are a lot of cases to deal with recently, and the reconstruction of the narrow island is imminent, and I will be very busy in the last few months, but... Welcome back, Bruce, this city is only comfortable with you. β
"Buzz"
A low roar from the woods interrupted the sweet atmosphere between the two at this moment, and they looked up to look behind, a black heavy motorcycle carrying a crazy black knight rushed out of the woods, wearing a black trench coat and big sunglasses Cyber piloted a black battle axe, and appeared in a very domineering posture.
As he approached the ruins, a light sharp turn, the locomotive like a heavy weapon, stopped steadily on the edge of the ruins, Seb straightened up from the locomotive, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it to his mouth, he looked at Bruce and Rachel standing there arm-in-arm with an ambiguous smile, he shouted,
"Wow, I can smell the sour smell of love from so far away, seriously, Ms. Rachel, don't you really think about me? I'm so much more honest than the playboy next to you!"
This teasing made Rachel's cheeks flush, but as someone who knew more secrets, Rachel also knew what role the bohemian guy in front of her played that night, and she stepped forward and gave Cyber a hug very generously, which made Cyber a little restrained.
"This is for you, Gotham Hero, I've heard they call you the Red Devil, which sounds terrible. β
"Shhh
Cyber took off his sunglasses and smiled at Rachel,
"I'm just a mercenary, and I'm going to be paid to do things, but I'm going to be out of work soon! It's hard to find a job these days, how about it? Miss Rachel, my proposal is still valid, if it's you, I can waive the bodyguard fee!"
Rachel patted him on the shoulder,
"Come on, Cyber, I can't afford a bodyguard like you, okay, I'm leaving, you and Bruce can continue to talk about your big things about saving the world, I won't bother you. β
"Oh, by the way, there's a gift for you too!"
Rachel patted her head, reached out and pulled a box out of her briefcase, handed it to Cyber, then waved at Bruce and left the ruins under Ah Fu's lead.
Cyber jumped off the bike, tossed the cigarette butt from the corner of his mouth, looked at the box in his hand, he opened it, and there was a brand new black phone lying in it, and Cyber whistled, the latest version of Nokia.
"I mean, she's the perfect wife, isn't she?"
Cyber looked up and said to Bruce who walked up to him, "Over there, at your age, we usually have to start a family, why don't you consider getting married? I think Ah Fu has been waiting for a long time." β
"There's something more important. β
Bruce sighed, clenched the wooden box in his hand, he pursed his lips, and looked at Cyber leaning on the locomotive, "What about you? What are your plans?"
This question made Cyberlen pause for a moment, and then, he smiled,
"Me, I'm planning to go out for a walk recently, first to Star City, and then to other places, it's not interesting to stay in Gotham all the time. β
"Are you going to find your purpose in life?"
Bruce smiled and reached out and patted Cyber on the shoulder, "Although you are very capable of fighting, and you are difficult to deal with, I can feel that you lack a goal in your heart, and you are always doing things aimlessly, Ducater is a really bad bastard, but he at least made me find what I should do and must do in my life." β
The sons of Gotham gaze at Cyber,
"You should go find one, Cyber, and don't waste your talent, let alone your life. β
He should have retorted, according to his nasty character, but in the end, Cyber just nodded silently, he put on his sunglasses again, hid all his expressions and emotions, and looked up into the distance,
"Uh... I will... Also, this car is stored with you first, let Lucius modify it, add some bulletproof design, oh yes, do you have a less stylish car here, riding this thing, the return rate is too high. β
Cyber turned his head and tilted his head to look at Bruce, who had a strange face,
"It's better to have the kind of stuff that is easy to hide, I can't just swagger and throw that set of things in the trunk... Hey, why are you looking at me like that? I'll pay for it! Bastard, just take it from what Ah Fu promised me!"
"A 5% stake in Gotham Marina?"
Bruce Mo rubbed his chin and reached out of his pocket to take the key to the garage, and threw it to Cyber, he walked into the ruins again with his cane, and began to pick and choose,
"That's definitely enough, then Mr. Shareholder, go ahead, pick any one of them, the cars inside are all modified, and they can meet your requirements, provided you don't bring too many contraband. β
"Boom"
A shocking roar rang out behind Wayne, and the Son of Gotham shook his head, and he stood up and looked at Cyber as he disappeared into the woods, the wind blowing his chestnut hair and sending out the words he hadn't spoken to his face,
"Thank you, Cyber. β