Chapter 120 Chapter 120 [VIP]
The moon was half hidden by the clouds, and in the dim light, two children sat beside the tall stone statue of a gargoyle.
Robin found something new to do with Megan, which was magic tricks - his fingers were extremely flexible and his movements were quick, but after a little experimentation and some reading about magic secrets, such as taking advantage of blind spots, diverting the audience's attention through language and gestures, and psychological suggestion, he mastered the techniques of this trick and also used special props to assist.
Every time he performed, he would succeed. After Megan exclaimed "Wow" in amazement, he would explain the principle and demonstrate it to her. However, when it was Megan's turn to try, she found that her fingers could not do that. But she never made things difficult for herself. If she couldn't learn it, she would just continue to watch Robin perform magic.
The young man has always been high-spirited, smart and alert. When he wants to learn and master something, he makes rapid progress. His magic can make the children around him feel novel and surprised. But he doesn't think Megan is too stupid, but that she is willing to believe in herself. She is always easily distracted by him or fooled by simple tricks, but there is a smug expression on his face.
They sat next to the ferocious-looking gargoyle statue and played. Robin took out a few candies from his belt and let Megan choose the one she wanted. He also pinched one and fed it to his mouth, then put the rest of the candies into Megan's pocket and took the candy wrappers to put them away.
Batman didn't call him that night, of course, not only because Gotham City was relatively quiet tonight, but also because it was not too late. It was just that it was almost time for Megan to go back to bed.
After playing together for a long time, Robin already knew that Megan would run out to play with Killer Croc or Solomon Grundy at night, but she didn't stay up late and had a very regular schedule. She would fall asleep within a few minutes and then sleep through the night. Young children needed a good rest, and he would supervise her on this.
But before sending her back, Robin took her to the rooftop of a nearby building, which was only three stories high and in the shelter from the wind.
At this time, the moonlight disappeared, and in the dim night, Robin pulled out a small handheld firework from under his cloak behind him, and asked Megan to hold the handheld part, while his fingers just twisted the top of the firework. When he moved away, dazzling sparks burst out from its top.
The golden light trailed a long tail and sank into the darkness like a meteor, but it disappeared in a flash. Soon a piece of steel wool burned out, leaving a hint of gunpowder smoke and leaving behind an inconspicuous gray-black residue.
Megan stared at it without blinking as it burned, even after it burned out, wondering if it would change again. Robin took it and put it on the ground, smiling and saying, "It won't change after it burns out, okay?"
Then he took out several more handheld fireworks with a smile and waved them in front of her, "Do you want to play more, Xiaomei?" He knew that Megan's answer was yes, because her eyes were bright and her expression was excited.
As she nodded vigorously, a new handheld firework was stuffed into her hand. Robin lit the steel wool and lit one in his own hand. Compared with Megan's cautious appearance, his performance was much more understated. He waved the firework casually in front of him, making the splashing light spots drag out longer tails.
Megan is always very cautious when dealing with things she is not familiar with, and Robin wanted to tell her that it was just a small toy. He threw the hand-held fireworks up and caught them. He said: "Apart from not lighting it in windy places or where there are flammable materials, and being careful to stay away from it after lighting it, there will be no danger."
When both of their fireworks were gone, Robin handed her another one and said to her before lighting it, "You can hold it up and wave it around like I did, or you can throw it. That's all you need to do with it."
After lighting the handheld firework again, Megan did not wave it, but held it horizontally and watched the fireworks burst into stars again.
Robin explained to Megan the rules and regulations for the game, but she wouldn't interfere with her choices. She held the firework in her hand horizontally, watching it burn out in the brief ten seconds or so. It was created solely for this moment of splendor, to capture people's attention and bring them a sense of beauty and joy.
"Are you happy then?"
He tilted his head and asked with a bright smile. Megan was originally looking at the fireworks in her hand, but when her eyes fell on him, a pure smile slowly appeared on her young and naive face. She lowered her raised hand, and then, like a crab—
He took one step sideways, then another, and moved to Robin's side, with the two children leaning against each other.
Megan said seriously: "It's so beautiful, I like it."
Even though Bob bought her toys and dolls, Megan only had a few friends and playmates. Most of them were adults who didn't understand what would make a child surprised and happy. There was a long time gap between them. Too many adults forgot what they liked and loved when they grew up.
Megan wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say for a moment. Finally, she put her hand on her heart and said, "There are so many stars here."
Three handheld fireworks burned in her hands, and all the sparks of light from them leaped into Megan's chest, as if they were still burning, and each 'star' represented her joy and happiness.
Robin didn't let Megan play with handheld fireworks too much. In fact, she would not be obsessed with new toys, nor would she play with them casually after returning home without being told. Even though there was no similar incident in the past to prove it, Robin knew it.
He just didn't want Megan to get bored of a toy so quickly. He wanted to take it out and play with it from time to time in the future. That was the fun part.
Before sending Megan back, Robin had one thing left to do. He took out a gift box from his belt and said, "This is my gift for you."
"Happy birthday, Megan!"
Megan's eyes slowly widened as she heard Robin ask excitedly, "Do you want to open it now, or open it tomorrow after we get home?" He still held out his hand holding the gift box, waiting patiently for Megan to take it.
There was a fluffy curly bear here. After she took the gift box, she familiarly stuck to Robin. After opening the box, she found a silver-white bear hairpin inside.
Megan loves bears.
Once when they were playing together, Robin asked Megan directly what gift she wanted to receive, because the best gift is the one that the recipient likes. He understood this very well, so he wanted to prepare a birthday gift for his friend that she liked. Megan replied that it was a teddy bear, and Megan liked white teddy bears, which Robin discovered when he first broke into her house.
Megan liked the gift. She touched her head hair, handed the box to Robin, and then quickly put on the bear hairpin.
Robin: "Wow, what a cute little bear!"
Megan looked at him and blinked, "Wow, Robin bird."
The red-bellied bird with bright yellow back feathers was amused by her unexpected reaction, but he still handed the box to her and said frankly, "There's something else in the box. It's not very important, but you should take a look at it when you get back."
The celebration and gift-giving stages are complete, but as for birthday cake and birthday songs? These aren't necessary rituals for children.
After Megan was sent back to the small building, she took her medicine as usual, then cleaned up and washed up. When she sat cross-legged on the bed, she took out the gift she received and looked at it again. The little bear on the hairpin was very cute. Megan looked at it for a while, suddenly picked up the box and shook it, and heard a slight noise inside.
She was a smart child. After shaking out the sponge, she found a piece of paper at the bottom of the box. On it was written a handwriting that was both beautiful and sharp.
"Megan, you are the best and bravest bear ever."
Megan is a timid child who slept in the arms of the stars for too long, and then woke up in a body that was wider than her soul.
Megan is a brave little bear. In a short time, she has covered the distance that other children who are not asleep have covered. Even though there is still some distance, it is no longer far away.
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On the other side, Robin was wandering alone between the buildings, and only then did his mission finally arrive.
Today, his night patrol route did not overlap with Batman's. Late at night, Batman had things to do, so Robin took the Batmobile back to the Batcave. He usually did not have the authority to drive the Batmobile, and only the automatic driving function was open to him, which he had long been accustomed to.
As soon as the Batmobile came to a complete stop, Robin jumped out. Although Gotham was relatively peaceful tonight, he still beat up a few bad guys and taught them a lesson.
When he returned, Alfred was already waiting there. As usual, he offered a glass of water. After Robin took off his mask and accepted it, the experienced butler said, "What happened tonight? Master Jason, your joy is too obvious."
It was easy to see the youth's complacency, especially since Alfred had raised another child, and the boys' temperaments and reactions to things were somewhat similar. He also vaguely sensed Jason's boasting.
Jason didn't encounter many criminal cases tonight, so his activity level wasn't as high as it was during busy times. He sat down on the blank tabletop of the operating table, picked up his water glass and drank slowly. Of course, it might be that he had something to say, so he behaved like this deliberately.
The old butler did not express any opinion on his behavior, but just looked at Jason gently and tolerantly, waiting for him to explain his doubts.
The little boy drank water, shook his legs, and laughed, saying cheerfully, "Xiaomei and I celebrated her birthday and gave away the gifts!"
But when Alfred recalled, he couldn't help but wonder, "I remember Miss Megan's birthday is tomorrow, right?" But maybe the two children had a special agreement.
Jason said as a matter of course: "Tomorrow, Xiaomei will definitely spend time with her father."
At the same time, Bruce appeared in the Batcave. He might have encountered something in the middle of the investigation and turned back. Obviously, he came down from the elevator connecting to the study in Wayne Manor, and Alfred looked at him with a condemning look.
It was true that there was a party on Jason's birthday, but he also participated in the night patrol that evening.
Even though the old butler didn't say a word, Bruce understood the look in his eyes. He began to think about how to change the subject. He said in a calm tone, "Every child supported by the foundation will receive a small gift on their birthday."
"Of course, we will communicate with their guardians in advance. As long as they collect it within a week before or after their birthday, it will be fine."
The author has something to say:
Tomorrow is Megan's birthday! Leave a red envelope in the comments section of this chapter~
(Kawen, Kaka, I finally wrote it after holding it in for a long time!)
Then, while typing, I took a screenshot of the paragraph [Meghan is a timid child...] and said to my friend: I like this paragraph.
Teacher Jue: I like it too. Suddenly, I thought of Xiaomei sleeping curled up with her teddy bear on a star.
Teacher Jue: When she fell asleep, everything around her was dark, with only the stars in the night sky emitting a soft glow. But when she opened her eyes, the whole world was stained with new color. The wind and the river flowed again, and the birds outside the window seemed to sing, all of them saying to her: "Welcome to Gotham, the city that is awakening."
Teacher Jue: Then I got stuck orz
Me: I'm going to throw you into the conversation (hands on hips)
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