The thing looked sideways at him, seemingly surprised by his straightforwardness and speechless.

Damian adjusted his stance anxiously, and the other party immediately leaned forward, held his shoulders and led her back: "Please sit down, I didn't think carefully. Standing and talking is really not the etiquette of hospitality."

Damian was not very happy to be pushed to take action, but unfortunately his body was not obedient.

He didn't feel rebellious until he actually sat down, and by this time the other party had already laughed slightly, as if he knew his thoughts well and found every reaction of his very interesting.

"I do find every reaction of yours interesting." The thing said, "You can call me Leonardo. I don't really mind the title, but the term 'that thing' makes me unhappy."

Leonardo was definitely not his name, Damian thought.

"It is. At least during my time," the other person said, "Don't be so wary, little bird, I'm not a danger to you. I don't really take pleasure in hurting people."

"As for the question you just asked," Leonardo said, "you shouldn't ask me. You should ask Wendy herself."

"She's in a parallel world."

"I can send you there."

"What do you need from me?"

"I charge for entertainment and not for profit." Leonardo said. He took a few steps back and sat on a light brown leather sofa, with his hands resting comfortably on the back of the sofa. Damian said

Then I noticed that he was dressed like a playboy from the last century, "I charge the price just because I think it's fun."

What a devil, Damian thought. He knew the other person could hear what he was thinking, but he couldn't help it.

"That's weird. Devils are top businessmen who never suffer losses. Their transactions are guaranteed to make a profit. In comparison, I am simply a saint," Leonardo said softly, "I give far more than I receive."

, they also give small gifts from time to time, and they also include lifetime after-sales service. Finding me is the most correct choice Wendy has ever made."

"So I don't have to pay anything." Damian concluded, "This is all the after-sales service you give to Wendy."

"Correct answer." Leonardo said with a smile in his voice, "How about it? Are you ready to see Wendy?"

Damian opened his mouth, but before he could answer, he found himself standing in the corridor of Wayne's main house.

...His gaze became much lower.

He has become smaller.

"Damian?" came a familiar voice from behind, "Why are you so dazed?"

He stared at the ground for a few seconds, then slowly turned around.

Wen looked at Damian who turned back and walked over strangely, thinking that this was a rare thing. Damian didn't turn away immediately after talking to her, but turned back again.

"If you don't go to class, it will be too late." She couldn't help but remind her, "Although I don't think your absence from class will affect your grades, but if you miss too many classes, your parents will be called in, right? Are you sure you want to ask Wei Wei for this reason?

Mr. En came to school to embarrass himself?"

Damian replied without thinking: "It's better than having your father invited to school if you mess around in school and have a relationship."

Wen was stunned.

"What happened? What did you just say? Say it again?" She looked stupid. "Did I hear it wrong? Or am I dreaming? I thought I was awake but actually I was dreaming? No, I

Usually when I dream, I know that I am dreaming, but today’s dream was too realistic..."

"This is not a dream." Damian said, not even bothering to be angry at his voice that was still milky for his age, "You are not Wendy."

"Uh..." Wen said.

She looked at Damian opposite who didn't know what was going on for a few seconds, then opened the bedroom door again and politely invited: "Come in and talk?"

Damian looked at her strangely for a while, then walked in immediately.

Wen closed the door.

As soon as she turned around, she met Damian's eyes staring directly at her.

"It seems that you are living well in this world." Damian said coldly, "It seems that father and the others are worried for nothing."

Wen could understand what Damian wanted to express, but she didn't like Damian's tone and attitude. She said: "I don't understand why they are worried. I am no longer a five or six-year-old child."

"You..." Damian choked.

Wen walked over and sat down opposite Damian: "Seriously, what's going on with you? Why are you in this little Damian's body? Is it a soul possession or something? Or is your memory holding him back?

The memory is covered? Can the original Damian come back?"

Damian didn't know how the situation would develop.

Wen saw it immediately.

She looked at Damian with her eyes wide open, and after being stunned for a while, she shrugged indifferently: "Whatever."

This indifferent attitude made Damian even more intolerable. He asked with a livid face: "What on earth are you playing at?"

Wen asked back: "Do you want to ask me or Wendy?"

"You and Wendy." Damian said.

"Well..." Wen raised his feet absentmindedly, "We didn't do anything, we just ran away from home in an ordinary way, and ran away from home in a not-so-ordinary way and went to a parallel world..."

Damian interrupted her: "When are you going home?"

This time Wen simply said: "I won't come back."

"you sure?"

"It is impossible for me to say a more definite answer than this sentence." Wen said, "At least not yet."

Damian raised his head and looked at her. Even though he was trapped in the body of a boy who was still a toddler based on his age, his eyes were still as sharp as an adult.

He asked calmly: "Is this Wendy's decision?"

"Wendy decided to give me all the decision-making power. Rounding it off, it can be regarded as Wendy's decision." Wen didn't care, "I won't go back anyway."

"Let Wendy come out and talk to me."

"She won't come out, she doesn't want to see anyone." Wen said, she began to lose patience, "Okay, okay, I don't care what happened to you, you should go back Damian, go back to your own world, stay away from me

Point. I am doing well now, Wendy and I are doing well together, and staying away from that world is the best thing we have ever done..."

"That's it? Is this your answer?" Damian shouted unbearably.

His childlike voice became extremely sharp and penetrating enough to make Wen's scalp tingle: "All patience, concession and care do not exist in your eyes? Is this how you view everyone's contribution? You are too selfish

!Too cruel!"

Wen couldn't react in the face of this storm of accusations: "...Wait, wait, what does this have to do with me? You know I'm not Wendy, right?"

"I don't know exactly how you coordinate, but I have my own judgment." Damian stood on the bed, folded his hands on his chest, and looked down at Wen from above, "You are not the same person, but you are the same person."

Wen Xin said, do you really understand what's going on? That's really amazing. You actually understood something that even I, the client, didn't quite understand...

She listened to Damian's words with a smile on her face and didn't say much else.

Damian has always been a very patient child, he can't hold on for long, just listen to what he has to say and then simply refuse.

She kept the rhythm of nodding her head every few seconds to deal with Damian, but Damian's voice could not be avoided. He said: "...You should go home."

Wen said: "Do you know my name?"

Damian looked at her cautiously: "I can tell whether it is you or Wendy who appears. This is much more important than knowing your name."

Wen thought to herself that you just knew that I was different from Wendy, but you didn't know who I was.

"I thought you didn't like us."

"This has nothing to do with my personal wishes. You are still a family member."

Wen stood up and walked across the room to the balcony. The aroma of the plants filled the tip of her nose. She reached out and fiddled with the mint that was blooming in the flower pot, picked a piece and put it in her mouth.

She slowly finished chewing the mint, then turned to Damian and asked: "Want to go for a walk in the garden with me?"

Damian looked at her suspiciously.

"Just go for a walk." Wen said strangely, "What are you afraid of?"

Damian wanted to say that he was not afraid, but when Wen was looking into the distance just now, it was difficult for him not to think of what he had seen before - now he couldn't see it. However, the most terrifying thing about this kind of thing is that as long as

Once you know it, you can never get rid of it. You can't help but think about how many horrible scenes there are in this world that you can't see.

"I'm not afraid." Damian said firmly.

He jumped out of bed and followed Wen out of the bedroom.

There was no one in Wayne's main house. Their footsteps were fast and slow, crisscrossing gently in the corridor. The protagonist of the oil painting on the wall cast a cold look at the siblings outside the frame, as if mocking them.

distance.

"I like this corridor." Wen said, slowing down her pace to make this section longer. "My favorite place at home is the corridor."

Damian said: "Why?"

"Because the corridor is not in the room, but outside the room." Wen replied, "The corridor is outside all the rooms, and it has a large window. When the weather is good, you can see the moon from the window."

Damian said: "Yeah."

They slowly walked out of the castle and walked on the flat stone road.

The sculpture in the pool held a vase high, and white water flowed from the bottle. Several birds jumped and chirped at the water's edge. When Wen and Damian walked by, these sensitive little animals fluttered away, but they did not
To be continued...