Chapter 65 Chapter 65 [VIP]
Megan is short and thin, and the scarf makes her look even more sluggish, but she doesn't notice it. She moves her hands under the scarf, acting like a fluttering moth.
Walking on the street, because they planned to eat lunch outside, Megan said: "Hamburger Coke." It's really amazing that she has no psychological trauma about Coke, but she can't drink ice Coke in winter unless she wants to get sick or have a stomachache.
Arthur rejected her suggestion without question, "Hot corn juice." Megan said 'Oh' and accepted it easily.
On Christmas Eve, many people were out shopping for the holidays, while others were out in groups. As they walked out from the downtown area, they met more and more people.
Megan was not as afraid of people as before. She let many people walk past her, but she just ignored them. Her attention was scattered randomly. She looked at the windows, the street lights, and even glanced at the flyers dropped on the ground, but her attention was always on her father.
As she walked, she let go of Arthur's hand and followed him, pulling at the hem of his coat. For every one step he took, she had to take two quick steps to catch up, making her look like a little tail.
Arthur ignored her. When they arrived at a fast food restaurant, there was a lot of noise after they pushed open the door. Megan followed immediately. However, Arthur saw an acquaintance in the store, the policewoman Nevia who had helped them before.
Apparently, Nevia also remembered this impressive father and daughter. She smiled at Arthur and noticed the young child following beside him. She waved at her and said to Arthur, "Order first, Arthur. We can catch up later."
Megan might not remember her at all, but looking at Arthur, he was relaxed and looked at her with encouragement. So she squeezed into the crowd and walked over. Then she heard another policewoman next to Nevia say, "Is this the child you looked after?"
Nevia nodded and said to Megan who was walking over, "Hello Megan, I'm Nevia. Maybe you don't remember me. The one next to me is my colleague, Renee." She introduced all three of them at once.
Renee Montoya looked very capable and neat, but when she met Megan's curious gaze, she squatted down and greeted her, trying to keep her tone gentle. "Hello, Megan, it's nice to meet you."
She just stretched out her hand out of habit, and Megan, the autistic child, responded to her and shook hands with her decisively.
It seems that her illness is not too serious, and the child is raised very healthy, with fair and tender cheeks and no rough spots on her hands. Although there is no expression on her face, her eyes are bright and innocent, and it can be seen that she is protected and has hardly been hurt.
Montoya didn't think anything of it, but Nevia had seen Megan's appearance before. After learning a little about autism, she became more aware of how serious her symptoms were at that time. But the Megan she saw now was completely different from then.
The two policewomen were standing waiting for their meals when someone at the bar next to them finished eating and left. Montoya swept the garbage aside, and Nevia quickly picked up Megan and put her on the seat.
Megan's vision suddenly became higher. As she walked along and in the fast food restaurant, she saw a lot of legs because of her short stature. If she wanted to see people, she had to look up with great effort, but that posture could not be maintained for long, and she also had to be careful with her feet. Although the height now only reached the chest level of many people, it was already a huge change.
She looked so contented that Nevia couldn't help but touch her head. Her hair was well-maintained and looked fluffy and was tied into two braids that fell on her shoulders.
Megan knew she was popular, so she didn't react. She just looked at Arthur who was ordering food.
Her eyes were so focused that she automatically ignored the voice beside her. It was not until Arthur walked towards her that she opened her senses and paid attention to the outside world. She heard Montoya say, "He looks..."
Nevia took over before she finished speaking: "Arthur is very good to his daughter. He has had a hard life in the past."
"I still remember when I first met him, his family situation was so bad, but he never gave up on Meghan."
She had never doubted that Arthur loved his daughter.
So what kind of person is Arthur? He lives in an old town that has long been deserted and deserted. His mother has never taken care of him since he was born, and his father is an alcoholic and gambler. He has no money for education and therefore has a low level of education.
He had been working illegally to make a living since he was a teenager. He finally got rid of his dead father and was no longer a burden. Later he got married and had a daughter. However, his daughter was born with a disease, and his wife died due to lack of money for treatment due to overwork.
Too many misfortunes befell this man, breaking his back and making his tall and thin figure look weak and ordinary. His face also looked old and wrinkled despite his young age.
The only good thing he had in the end was his daughter.
This is the fate of the lower-class people in Gotham. His situation is so bad that he has to work illegally and do hard labor for survival and for his daughter. He may have also done some illegal things to make money, but he has no criminal record, so that's the end of it.
Nevia shook her head. In fact, Gordon thought so too at that time.
If we have to be serious about it, it will cause the family that has finally been reunited to fall apart again. Arthur will go crazy, and his daughter will not be properly taken care of. Even if she is sent to an orphanage, she probably will not have a good fate.
Montoya heard her subtext. She just subconsciously felt that this man was not as gentle as he appeared - just intuition.
But if the director and his colleagues were aware of the matter, there was no need for her to delve into it. So she smiled at Arthur, who was carrying a bag, and said, "Hello, I'm Renee Montoya."
After Arthur introduced himself to her, he held Megan's hand with his free hand and smiled at her gently, revealing endless love when he lowered his eyebrows. Megan also looked up and they rubbed their foreheads against each other.
He looked at Nevya, "Thank you so much, ma'am, for your help to us..."
Being thanked in person, especially in public, some people around had noticed them and tried to stir up trouble, but Montoya raised her eyebrows slightly. She was famous for her decisiveness and she looked like she was not someone to be trifled with, so no one could make a fuss.
Nevia was also a little embarrassed. She exchanged a few simple pleasantries with Arthur. When Arthur invited her to go to the current Damon home and get a deeper understanding of Megan's situation, she shook her head and refused. "Sorry, Arthur, I have already seen the best outcome."
Megan today is the best result of her initial kindness. She doesn't need thanks or more proof because she has seen it with her own eyes.
Then Arthur took Megan down from her seat and said to her, "Say goodbye to them, okay?"
Megan was an obedient child. Before being led out of the fast food restaurant by Arthur, she waved to the two female police officers who were watching her and said, "Goodbye, Nevia, Renee."
Nevia was visibly stunned, her mouth opening but unable to utter a single word. Montoya, standing next to her, took the takeaway bag the waiter handed her and said, "Let's go too. We still have to take the burgers to Brock. I guess he can't wait any longer."
Megan, who had already walked out, said to Arthur, "They said on TV that it will snow today." She saw it on TV in the fast food restaurant.
Arthur reacted indifferently. He took the hamburger out of the bag and stuffed it into Megan's hand, but the child did not remove the wrapping paper and wanted to put it back. When she did so, Arthur raised the bag directly.
“Walk, don’t eat.”
She didn't like eating while walking, but Arthur smiled hypocritically: "Is there any direct connection between eating and walking? No, and the burgers will get cold if you take them back."
Megan looked up at him for a long time, but Arthur didn't change his attitude. He just buried his head in unwrapping the paper and slowly nibbled on the hamburger bun. She could eat while walking, but both things were extremely slow, and Arthur had enough patience.
After several minutes of slow progress, they still hadn't gotten very far, and Megan's face was stained with hamburger sauce. She frowned and looked unhappy, but she looked much more lively.
Megan worked hard for a long time and finally bit into the hamburger meat. Suddenly, snowflakes slowly floated down and landed on her eyelids. After swallowing the food in her mouth, she looked up and said to the clown, "It's ice cold."
She was wondering if it was raining, but soon dense snowflakes began to fall. Megan recognized them and looked at them intently.
She subconsciously took a bite of the hamburger and raised her other hand high to watch the snowflakes falling on her furry sleeves. However, the clothes she was wearing today were white, so she couldn't see the shape of the snowflakes clearly. However, the scarf draped over her shoulders was darker in color, so the snowflakes would not melt for a while and could be seen clearly.
She was curious about the snow, so she didn't feel awkward eating while walking on the road, and she didn't care where Arthur was taking her, even though it was not the way home.
But when she asked, Arthur said, "A place you haven't been to." She asked perfunctorily, and Arthur answered perfunctorily. Both the question and the answer were unimportant.
But when they reached a place where the environment was better than the one they had been in before, Arthur squatted down, put the packing bag at her feet, and said to her, "Wait for me here, okay?"
He didn't need to explain what he was about to do, especially to a child like Megan.
Arthur asked her to wait here, and Megan stood obediently by the roadside. Because her clothes were warm enough, she was not afraid of the falling snow. She put the hot corn juice she bought in the pocket at her feet, and she would take it after she finished eating the hamburger.
Because it was Christmas Eve, it was almost time for lunch and it was snowing, so there were not many pedestrians on the road. Megan was never afraid of loneliness and silence, and she looked around calmly.
Suddenly a little boy walked towards her. Megan didn't know he was walking towards her, but as he got closer, she couldn't help but tilt her head curiously.
He had black hair and blue eyes, and his eyebrows and eyes were very childish, but his eyes were somewhat alert and cautious. He saw a father and daughter from a distance, and the father had left his daughter there, and no one knew what he was doing.
It was a cold winter, and he had seen people abandon their children before. It was a similar situation. As long as the child stayed where she was, she might never see the parents who abandoned her again.
Nothing to do with romance
He originally thought so, but when he got closer, he saw that the quality of the child's clothes was not too bad, which meant that the family was financially sound and perhaps they had not yet reached the point of abandoning the child.
His tense mood relaxed a little, and he smiled and asked her, "Are you alone here? Where are your parents?"
Megan was not surprised at all that someone took the initiative to greet her, and answered him in the same familiar manner: "Dad has something to do, I'll be back later."
She still remembered how Nevya greeted her and decided to imitate her, so she pointed at herself and said, "Meghan."
The boy was slightly surprised. He had never known such an unsuspecting child existed in Gotham before. But perhaps because he was too well protected, he calmed down and introduced himself: "I'm Jason, Jason Todd."
Megan nodded, and Jason said in a light tone: "It looks like the snow is getting heavier. Do you want to move to another place?" She would definitely refuse. After all, she knew that she couldn't just go with strangers, right?
And Megan had already reached for the bag at her feet.
His face looked a little sour, and he was silent and incredulous, but in the end he took the packing bag from her. When he bent down slightly, Megan saw that his hair was also a little curly.
Jason managed to calm down, but he became even more worried about her, but he didn't show it. He ruffled his hair. He was wearing a well-fitting tailored suit, and even the cufflinks looked expensive, but his occasional movements were not so "aristocratic".
Fortunately, no one was watching him now, and Megan didn't notice the subtle inconveniences.
He took Megan to the bus stop on the side of the road, where at least there was a roof to keep out the snow. He didn't know what to say to the children younger than him, even though he had taken a butler's etiquette class and learned the way of communication in upper-class society.
But now the child beside him was quiet, with only the occasional inevitable noise of eating. His eyes were fixed on the snowflakes that were so close yet couldn't fall on him, and Jason suddenly realized -
He was no longer the same as before. He was no longer hungry or cold, and the trance he had felt in the past few days had all turned into reality.
When he saw a figure that looked like her father coming from afar, Jason said goodbye to Megan. He thought that this was the only time they would meet. After all, the father did not abandon his daughter, so he didn't need to pay attention to the follow-up, spy on them, or interfere in their lives.
Megan's newfound friend left before Arthur returned.
Arthur came back and smiled when he saw her. He easily understood what had happened. There was a hint of weirdness in his expression, and his tone became exaggerated. "You really are easy to pity."
He leaned over and lifted Megan's chin to look at her. She had a good-looking appearance that could be sold at a price, and her pure green eyes were even more expensive. It was he who raised her to be what she is now.
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