Not long ago.
"… So that's how it is," Dick said awkwardly.
After telling Rania that her father was bedridden, Dick naturally had to inform Bruce and explain that he had no choice. He also asked Batman to pretend that he was too weak to get out of bed …
Bruce: "…"
It wasn't until Nightwing tried to find a reason to defend himself that Batman retracted his gaze and sighed with his hand on his forehead.
Dick had an innocent look on his face. "But it's nothing, okay, Blue? Rania can't see. It doesn't matter even if you jump out of bed and tap dance. She won't know. You don't have to really lie in bed. "
That was why he lied. Rania's eyesight was only slightly better than a blind person's. As long as Bruce controlled his voice and tone, he could deceive her. There was no need for any other disguise. It was much easier than going on a mission. After all, he sometimes had to dress up in order to get information.
He planned well, but the person involved didn't seem to think so.
Bruce sighed.
"Alfred," he said, "prepare a bandage, an IV drip, and a crutch. Where did the reporters say I was injured?"
"Yes, Young Master." The old butler was calm. "Do you want me to put it in your bedroom?"
Bruce: "Yes."
Dick, who was ignored,: "…?????"
He laughed dryly. "Wait, Bruce …"
He heard Bruce sigh again.
"Dick," he said, "I won't comment on this lie, but since you've decided to lie to her, you should put in more effort. No matter what you think, you should at least respect her feelings."
If someone could understand all their thoughts on this matter, they probably wouldn't have a good impression of them. Bruce had to admit that.
The way they treated Rania might not be very good, but the Weyne family had their own code of conduct. If they wanted to put on an act, they should go all the way. Even if they wanted to lie to a girl, they should be sincere.
Dick: "… … … …"
So you want to lie down and pretend to be sick?
Can't you be a little more sincere, Bruce?
So when Rania knocked on the door and was invited into the living room by the old butler who opened the door to sit down, she first thanked him, but before she could introduce herself, she heard a series of sounds of crutches hitting the ground.
The sound was very familiar — Rania had come here in the same way. Hearing the familiar sound, she subconsciously turned her head and looked in the direction of the sound. As expected, she did not see anyone...
Rania:?
A pair of dark red pajamas floated in the air. Accompanied by the sound of a walking stick, it swayed and floated towards Rania.
The collar of the pajamas was a little high, so Rania had to raise her face slightly and watch it slowly float in front of her.
Rania was already very calm about this strange scene. She estimated according to the height and was quite surprised to find that the other person was quite tall. According to the information she had gathered, in the Weyne manor, the only person who matched this height was Bruce Wayne.
Rania blinked.
Before the pajamas floated to her side, she stood up, stretched out a hand, and said seriously, "Hello, Mr. Weyne."
"Hello, I think you're Lanius Wilson." Bruce smiled.
He shook hands with Rania while quietly observing the little girl in front of him.
Bruce had seen Rania — in a photo. In terms of appearance, she seemed to have been modeled after his shadow. However, considering her genes, this did not seem to be strange.
But a person's temperament could not be conveyed by a simple photo. Even though Dick had described how obedient Rania was, it was not until he saw her with his own eyes that Bruce could finally color in the vague image he had in his mind.
If Bruce were to describe it, he felt that this little girl had a … very strange and serious temperament. She did everything wholeheartedly, and even a simple handshake could make people feel her focus. When she looked at someone, it gave people the feeling that her eyes could only accommodate the things in front of her, and could no longer see anything else in the world.
"Yes," Rania nodded solemnly, then quickly added, "But you can call me Rania."
She said the last sentence quickly and softly, and then quickly lowered her head as if she wanted to pretend that she did not just say it, which made Dick want to laugh.
Rania was indeed very serious. She wanted to judge her father's current state. She first shook hands with Bruce and felt that his hand was quite strong. She immediately felt relieved, then lowered her head and her eyes fell on his legs. But without his glasses, she could not see anything, so she could only look away in disappointment.
'He really is a human.' Rania thought.
Then she thought pitifully that her father was so old, but now he was so weak that he could not get out of bed. She had to quickly get him back to bed …
"Now, should I say, congratulations on finally meeting?" Dick looked at the two of them and sighed.
He sat down next to Rania, and Rania immediately felt the sofa sink a little, causing her to slide to the side. She could almost feel the heat of the body next to her.
In order not to touch Dick, Rania considerately moved to the side, leaving enough space for him to roll on the sofa.
Dick was speechless.
The little girl next to him couldn't see his expression at all. She just sat upright on the sofa, her back so straight that it was as if a ruler was tied to her spine. Her arms were tightly pressed against the side of her waist, and her fingers were crossed in front of her waist and abdomen. She was so standard that it was as if her every move was drawn according to the template of a lady. However, her little face was full of seriousness that didn't match her age, making her look even more adorable than before.
Dick looked at Rania, then looked at Bruce, and carefully tried to figure out the atmosphere. He decided to pretend that he did not exist when Alfred served the snacks.
According to common sense, this meeting should be a little awkward. Unfortunately, Rania was now full of pity for her old father, so she showed extraordinary calmness and calmness. If it was not for the fact that Mister could not appear, she would have picked up her old father and carried him upstairs, let him lie on the bed, and covered him with the quilt tenderly …
The little girl sighed in her heart for the thousandth time. Why was she not Mister? She could not even carry 210 pounds now.
Such an obvious emotional change, of course, Bruce saw it at a glance.
Before meeting Rania, Batman had been mentally prepared to deal with a little girl who was a little aggrieved … But the reality was not what he had expected.
For example, he was bathed in her loving gaze. Yes, that's right, Batman was very sure that it was love. Every time Diana saw a baby, she would show such an expression. As the daughter of Zeus and the Amazon Queen, the princess born on Paradise Island had never seen any children before she became an adult, so she was very gentle to children. More than once, Bruce had seen Wonder Woman kneeling in front of children and wiping away their tears. The scene looked so beautiful, as if shrouded in the gentle light of a goddess.
… But he did not expect that there would be a day when he would be looked at with love.
And hell, she looked very sincere.
Batman felt uncomfortable being looked at by the little girl in front of him. All the lines he had prepared were gone, and he was speechless for a moment.
The two of them, one big and one small, sat face to face, looking at each other. They both had crutches in their hands, and their pupils were as blue as the clear sea. Their pursed lips were the same, and it looked like they were looking at each other through a mirror. It was a mirror-like scene that made people laugh.
Fortunately, Alfred always knew how to adjust the atmosphere.
"I think you will have enough time to take a good look at Miss Rania in the future, Young Master." The old butler put down the black tea. "I hope you don't mind, Miss Rania."
When she heard the subtle sound, Rania's attention quickly shifted to Alfred, who was holding the tray. Her little face became a little serious, and her eyes stared unblinkingly at the theoretically invisible void. This made Bruce feel a little relieved, and at the same time, he felt a little strange that Rania seemed to be looking at the black tea more seriously than she was looking at him.
Rania did not know what the others were thinking, but she was a little nervous.
In her eyes, everything around her was a vast emptiness. She could not see anything except the red tie, and naturally, she could not see the teacup that was about to be placed in front of her.
If she did not pick it up and take a sip, it would be impolite. Rania did not want to expose her eyesight problem for the time being, so she could only wait for the butler to put down the teacup, and then she could determine the position of the teacup according to the sound.
She only hoped that his movements would make a little louder …
The little girl pursed her lips, held her breath, and focused on identifying the slight sound of the porcelain teacups colliding.
Then, she saw a red cup handle being lifted up.
Rania, "…?"
Seeing this scene, Dick almost asked directly.
He was surprised to see Alfred put a teacup with a red cup handle in front of Rania. Both he and Bruce looked calm and steady, as if this color scheme was not worth making a fuss about, as if this set of porcelain cups was not Bruce's favorite set, as if the handles were not porcelain white yesterday …
Dick, "…"
This was a set of hand-painted gold porcelain cups. Except for the golden rim on the edge, the whole body was pure white, but now the cup handle had somehow turned red … It really looked very eye-catching.
He mouthed "what" to Bruce, but before he could answer, he heard a very soft sound of porcelain beside him.
When she saw the red color, there was a faint surprise and relaxation in the little girl's eyes, but her expression still did not change much. However, she did not know that the little bit of joy had dyed the corner of her eyes, and there was a soft arc in the blue, as if the rustling rain had fallen into her eyes.
Rania reservedly thanked Alfred, then steadily picked up the teacup, brought it to her lips, and took a sip.
Today, she also tied her long hair into two balls, leaving half of it loose on her shoulders. As she lowered her head, the two balls on top of her head also swayed, like the round ears of some small animal.
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