Chapter 132 Chapter 132 [VIP]
Megan didn't see Robin until after Halloween. She was playing by herself near the small building, wrapping the light strips Bob had given her around the bushes. She would connect them the next day so that she could see the lighting effects at night. This was the inspiration for Megan, who had seen the ambient light in the arms of the skeleton in front of the door. She wanted to play with it, so she was allowed to do so.
Robin swung over on a rope in the night. When they got closer, they saw a Band-Aid on his face. Most of the rest of his body was covered by his uniform. The wind blew from behind him, and his cloak was blown over his body. They couldn't see any scars on him, but he still looked cheerful.
During holidays, Gotham's criminals are always more active than usual. After all, after the holidays, some people have time to commit crimes and have more targets to choose from. Or they lurk in the crowd, waiting for people's activities to be disrupted. When many people are freed from their regular routines, they can hide their tracks.
Robin has been very busy for two days and still has some finishing work to do, but Batman gave him an hour off tonight, so he came to see his friends.
He swung his bright yellow cape, trotted a little closer to Megan, and greeted her familiarly, "Good evening, Mei, how was your Halloween?" His concern was evident in his words.
Megan didn't answer the question. Instead, she tilted her head to look at him, holding the light strip in one hand and raising the other hand to point to the spot on her cheek where he had put the Band-Aid. "Here?"
"Don't worry, Mei," Robin said with a grin. He told her about his experience on Halloween, how he had defeated many bad guys and taught them a lesson. He showed her the scrapes on his knuckles, which had broken the skin, revealing a bright red area. The skin around them was brown and yellow, and there were some purple marks where the blood had not yet healed.
After showing it to Megan, he couldn't help but waved his hand and explained: "This is the liquid that B applied to me. It looks serious, but he actually doesn't allow me to use the wound healing gel." Otherwise, the scar would have healed long ago. He just wanted to teach him a lesson.
Robin already knew what kind of person Batman was. He snorted softly, indicating that it was just a small problem. He turned to look at what Megan was holding. The look on his face when he raised his eyebrows showed that he already knew what Megan was going to do, but he still asked curiously, "Are you going to dress up the bushes in front of the door?"
Megan nodded and told her idea, "Glowing, like a lighted ball." There were glowing tree balls and shrub balls on Halloween night, and she wanted one when she saw them. However, after squatting on the roadside for a whole night, she still felt that she had not done it well.
With an inexplicable feeling, she was busy hanging the light strip on the bushes, twisting it around and trying various ways to wrap it. But when she thought of the knowledge she had learned and simulated it in her head, she felt that she shouldn't wrap it like this, otherwise the light strip would not glow and turn into beautiful balls, which made her worried.
She frowned, looking unhappy and angry. Robin was very confident in these handicrafts and was eager to try. "Do you want me to try?"
But Megan shook her head, threw down the light strip that was tangled in the bushes, turned around, picked up the light strip in her hand and another bundle beside her, tucked it under her armpit and took it away, and then casually threw it in a place at the door where it would not be exposed to the rain.
The door of the detached building was ajar and opened easily. Under the warm yellow light at the entrance, she turned her head to look at her friend.
Robin followed after him, walked through the entrance and stopped in front of Megan's toy rack, "Xiao Mei!" he called out to Megan.
He said, "There's a present for you, Robin sent—"
He stretched out his hands from behind his cloak, clenched his fists with his palms facing down. It could be seen that his hands were full of things, but he didn't put them down directly. Instead, he waited for Megan to take them. She trotted over and spread her hands together, and Robin let go of his hands.
Many things, Halloween candies, decorations, small toys, etc. Megan looked down and saw that they all fell into her hands. A point popped up and it looked shaky and about to fall. It was only after Robin adjusted it for her that it stopped falling. He also turned his palm over in front of her to indicate that there was nothing left, but when he raised one hand, he lifted a pumpkin hairpin from between his fingers.
"Do you want me to put it on you?" Robin asked in a questioning tone, but his expression and actions showed that he was looking forward to it.
There was a toy rack next to Megan. She could put down the things in her hands by just turning sideways, but she didn't. Instead, she leaned over and put her head in front of Robin. Robin didn't hesitate to start. He took a pumpkin hairpin and put it on one side of Megan's hair, asked her to raise her head, and carefully adjusted her hair.
Megan is the adorable pumpkin bear.
Robin smiled and said, "Good Megan, they are all for you to play with. This is the gift." Like a magic trick, he took out a beautifully wrapped small gift box from under his thin cloak and spread it out in his dark green gloved hands.
The little bear then turned around and put down the things in his hand, then took the gift box and stood in front of the toy rack to open it, untie the bow ribbon, and remove the outermost paper packaging. After opening the box, he saw a little bear ornament wearing a pumpkin mask. It was round and cute, and the pumpkin mask was also detachable. When it was taken off, he saw that the little white bear had a pair of green eyes.
The two bears met each other's eyes. Megan held the pumpkin bear in her hand, looked up at Jason, and said seriously, "It's my favorite gift."
Robin smiled brightly, "Then it's the best gift, isn't it?"
Megan smiled with her eyes curved, holding the teddy bear against her cheek. She looked so proud and said, "The happiest Halloween." It was also her first Halloween. She was with her father and friends, participated in activities, and received gifts.
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The first day of November is Halloween, and at the end of the month it is Thanksgiving holiday, this time it is five days.
Two days before her holiday, Megan was playing with Richard. He always had a beard. Megan suddenly became curious and asked the adult, "Do you like the beard?" Is he growing a beard because he likes it? What does he look like without a beard?
She was curious about this question, so she ran around next to Richard and didn't go out to play. Of course, the reason why she didn't go out to play might be that the weather outside was cold, and she didn't even like to take her hands out of her pockets, so she didn't climb around and play, which missed a lot of fun.
Richard didn't answer Megan's curious question the moment she asked it. Instead, he let her curiosity ferment. When their meditation time came and Megan was still staring at him, Richard slowly spoke, "That's a good question, Megan. It means that the 'self' you possess has taken a step forward."
She always had a strong desire to explore, otherwise she wouldn't always want to go out and play, and she wouldn't be brave enough to try new things. But almost all of her curiosity was focused on phenomena and the environment, and she never focused this curiosity on people.
A child who is curious about exploring the world is not curious about his own kind and never takes the initiative to get close to his own kind. This is a manifestation of serious social disorder. Compared to the first time he met Megan, she was still hiding beside the clown, and her current condition is much better.
The first time he saw her, he saw this young and innocent child. There was no desire in her clear and flawless eyes, but only confusion. If someone hurt her, she would definitely be hurt, simply because her soul was so fragile.
Richard smiled with relief under his beard. He said, "I won't tell you the answer, but that's not a rejection, Megan. I want you to stay curious and ask more questions about the people around you."
"Why a person is the way they are is a complex and difficult question to answer. Even if you ask the person themselves, you may only get an ambiguous answer. When you are curious about someone, it proves that your heart is trying to get closer to them. And if you feel similar curiosity about yourself—"
"That means you've grown up." Richard stretched out a hand and gently placed it on Megan's head.
"You will experience the process of exploring yourself, deciphering yourself, and finally letting go of it and no longer questioning it. This is the state you will eventually reach."
Everyone needs to reconcile with themselves.
Richard finished his words earnestly, but Megan seemed to understand but not quite. She said, "I don't understand."
Richard smiled and said, "But this is not urgent. No one is chasing you." After that, he stretched out a finger and pointed at Megan's forehead, asking her to subconsciously do as he said, "Hold your breath, concentrate, close your eyes and meditate."
Every martial arts master is a good philosopher and psychologist. If they don't understand these, they won't get the experience of self-improvement from the outside world and from within, they won't be able to crack tactics and defeat tough enemies, their will won't be tempered, and they will only be warriors relying solely on bravery. They must possess great wisdom and perseverance to go far in the martial arts.
Richard Long is one of the martial artists standing at the top of the world. He is by no means weak in terms of ability or will. When he was young, he was competitive and fierce, and earned his reputation with punches and kicks. Later, he grew a beard and his temperament seemed to be much calmer. He could also patiently guide many students, but he did not change, but went from one stage to another and gained new things.
Megan entered into meditation skillfully. She could not reach the state that Richard described, but she could find a barrier to protect her and briefly return to her own world, where she could find peace.
After meditating, she stood up to stretch her arms and legs and casually asked, "Then why am I a bear?"
Richard was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, staring at her with his eyes open. His eyes seemed to imply something, as if he sighed, "Ask your soul what it thinks. It is a mark left on you, and the thing you are most reluctant to give up." He was an adult who had already grown up and had a lot of experience. Also, because Megan was a student he cared about, it was natural for him to see the problems with her.
“Because you want to remember.”
The author has something to say:
This chapter is stuck and I rewrote the first half over and over again.
Robin: What should I give Mei? I'll give her a limited edition holiday bear (so many limited edition bears will fill up her bedside).
And I thought of a joke, an if line, in which Jason is reborn after the ending of this article, and everything starts over again.
When he was chatting with Batman, Jason said, "You know, B, I have been making the choice I want most." No matter what, even if everything starts over again, he will still choose Megan and will still wait - wait for the Joker to bring Megan back. Only that madman can save her, and he will be full of expectations because he has already predicted all the good things he will have in the future, but he will not do nothing. He has always been ambitious and will take the initiative to fight for what he wants.
Jason (to the Joker): You raised Megan well, but she's mine.
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