This is the first time they have quarreled since they met.

Connor realized this fact with great clarity, but did not create unnecessary tension and concern.

People often say that a relationship that has not experienced quarrels, cold wars, and reconciliation is unstable, because at this time the lover's love is completely controlled by passion, but passion cannot last for the entire length of life.

It is difficult for a relationship that has not experienced a collision of thoughts to reach the end of life.

Connor hadn't been worried about this.

Obviously, he and Wen are very similar couples. There are not many differences in their thoughts. Even if they have different perspectives and perspectives when looking at things because of their differences in identity and gender, they can all communicate well, and they can communicate completely.

——In just one thing, they can’t understand each other at all.

This incident not only lies between him and Wen, but also between Wen and her family.

Connor has been avoiding this before. He is not sure whether Wen can tolerate him exploring this part, although Wen is most of the time without any bottom line...

But she is not a real person with "no bottom line".

Just like a decent person who will not be unkempt in public, but a beggar will do the same. It cannot be said that the beggar must be dirty because he does not like to be clean. It’s just that the beggar has spent all his energy on survival. No matter whether he loves to be clean or not, he has no time to care about his image.

Wen spent almost all his energy on chasing happiness.

When she didn't return to Gotham, Connor thought she was chasing happiness to escape from her home, but now it seems that the truth is not all.

She did want to escape from her home, but she was also escaping from another thing.

……Butterfly?

Connor looked out the window along Wen's gaze, but only looked at the empty sky. There was no cloud in the sky, and it appeared as light blue as glass.

So easily, he gave up his attempt to see the world that Wen saw.

It's no big deal. If Wen had a world that belonged to her, she certainly deserved to have it, and she definitely had the right to refuse him to enter.

"Can I stay here?" Connor asked.

He still wants to try whether he can enter Wen's world.

The gentle gaze finally gathered on Connor's face.

She actually knew in her heart that she would act terrible at some point - just like a person who loves special things, while surging for something extremely terrifying and disgusting in the eyes of others, while clearly judging that her situation was abnormal and something was wrong.

Sensual emotions are cheering, but rational analysis is sighing.

Both can exist at the same time.

"You just said tough that you must stay," Wen stared at him and said, "Why do you want me to agree again?"

“…”

"Yes." Wen suddenly became light and said, "If you want to stay, stay."

She suddenly became far away. It was as far away as a shadow, and the only connection between them was that the shadow that belonged to her and his shadow intersected for a moment.

They fell in love in this interlaced moment, but their love seemed to be only in this moment.

This imagination scared Connor. He looked at Wen's eyes nervously and asked tentatively: "Then I... am waiting for you in the bedroom?"

Wen Pu laughed and pushed him with a little coquettish look: "What are you talking about!"

She was pretending to be confused. Connor realized like never before how good Wen was at evading topics. It was funny to say that she never concealed how disgusted she was with the style of hiding the Bat Family, but her attainments in this area were completely beyond her own aspirations.

Does she know this?

Connor was curious for a moment, and then decided to throw this question behind his mind.

This difference will not affect his mood when he sees Wen Shi. People always make this mistake: Once they fall in love, they will have a strong possessiveness towards their lovers. Desire is not simply physical and mental, but also possessiveness of their lovers, and even their ideas.

Why do many people think that "if we do not accept everything good or bad about each other, this kind of relationship is not true love"?

This concept is more tyranny than love.

Connor would not make such a mistake. He knew undoubtedly what he wanted, and surely what Wen wanted.

They all need a relationship that has both the characteristics of tightness and looseness. Their feelings must firmly connect them together, but they cannot suffocate them in the strong love; their feelings must be like a thread that will always be broken, tied to their throats, weighing the force they use in the relationship and the distance between them.

Connor used to loosen the thread, and at this moment, he began to wonder if he had pulled the thread too tightly.

He waited for a while and found that Wen didn't seem to be going to say anything more, so he decided to stay here.

...Anyway, Wen did not refuse particularly toughly.

The sky was getting darker and I leaned on the sofa and was ecstatic. Conner didn't spend much time, but he went from restlessness to calm.

He really didn't know what the world belonging to Wen alone looked like, but he knew what Wen's performance represented.

Wen's current performance has nothing to do with happiness, but it does not mean depression.

They waited and waited until it was dark, and there was no trace that anyone had come. Wen's attitude changed significantly. Connor was a little suspicious that Wen had learned from somehow that the other party would not show up, but he could not find evidence. If you ask Wen, Wen might not tell him the truth.

At this time, the Lotte in Connor's nature came out.

When he was with Wen Ziai, no, earlier, when he first met Wen, when he saw the girl being fished out of the water but still smiling hazy, he knew very clearly that she would become a big confusion for his future.

Connor accepted it well, just as Win accepted it well with his weird background. When they were together, it meant that they had to accept everything from each other.

They will rule each other.

Then there is no need to ask. No matter what the things that forced Wen to escape, no matter what the "butterfly" is, no matter why Wen is unwilling to say much until now... As long as they are still together, they will definitely face this matter together.

"Go back?" Connor asked happily, "Are you going to sleep here tonight? If you don't go back to Wayne's house, I still have to prepare. There are still many daily necessities in the house."

Wen said: "You can ask one question. There is only one."

Connor raised his eyebrows: "Baby, you are so generous."

"It's time to go." Wen angrily complained, "You can see the eyes so well that I feel a little guilty. Have you figured out what you're going to ask?"

"Think about it."

Wen said: "I'm ready, too, ask."

"Why me?" Connor stared into her eyes, with a serious and curious expression, "Why do you choose me in a lot of ways?"

This question left Wen speechless.

She had never really thought about why Connor was. Of course, they were really a perfect match. There was no doubt that they were born with a pair, just like a piece of paper being torn in half. When they were spliced ​​together, even the frizziest edges were tightly matched. However, this was not the question Connor really wanted to ask. His question was not uncertainty about feelings, the answer he wanted was more direct to the core.

"I want to correct one thing before answering." Wen raised a finger, "There is no 'several choice'. I met many people before you. Do I like them? Of course. Do I love them? Never."

Connor shook his head with a smile: "Wayne."

"Then go back to your question." Wen thought for a while, "To be honest, I'm not sure what answer I can give...I don't think much about these, you know. And I thought you would ask me another question, such as who I originally planned to meet today, but you didn't mention this at all, and I'm a little confused now."

"I want to stay not to know who you are going to meet," Connor interrupted, "It's because you're not in a good state."

Then he raised his hands under Wen's gaze: "I won't speak anymore."

"I won't mention it earlier, it's a total mess," said Wen. "I had a few dates when I was in New York. I honestly said they felt good, but maybe it was too good. I don't like their strong desire for protection and goodwill -- in this regard, they are exactly the same as my father."

This is not the biggest reason why she didn't choose them. It's just that in a short period of time, Wen can only think of so much.

Her attitude towards her ex and former date can be described as cold-hearted. Once she gives up, the other party will no longer leave any unnecessary traces in her heart.

According to her personality, it is unlikely that "recalling the good times I spent with the other person" will happen. If she still has something to do with, she will never be separated from the other person.

So at this moment, Wen thought for a long time, but couldn't remember what specific things the others had disappointed her before meeting Connor.

She turned to throw the question back to Connor: "Why me?"

Connor's answer is unreliable.

"You can inspire my dark side," he said. "You force me to face the part of myself I escape. That part of me who is cold and does not want to take responsibility for superheroes. You always fill me with desire, you make me confused and out of control, you make me lose my sense of power: I have nothing special in front of you. But at the same time, when I am with you, I always feel that I have completely abandoned the dark part. You make me feel that I am special."

Wen was completely moved by these words and shouted indignantly: "...This is unfair! You must have thought of the answer in advance!"

"Maybe." Connor blinked, "Can I ask another question?"

"You are not special." He turned his head softly.

She suddenly felt so aggrieved that she grabbed the pillow behind the sofa angrily, rubbed one corner of the pillow, and rubbed it over again: "No! You can only ask one question!"

Connor shrugged: "Okay, baby, since you said that."

"..." Wen widened his eyes.

What? You really don't ask?

Wen was angry, and she pushed Connor hard: "Go away! Go away!"

Connor fell back innocently: "Baby, are you justified or not..."

"No!"

They made a fuss for a while, rolled down from the sofa, and tossed on the floor. Wen kicked and beat him, and Connor shook her without any pain, and finally made Wen laugh.

"Okay, okay." She gasped, "you can ask, ask the second question."
Chapter completed!