When she frowned, she looked like a strict and unkind teacher. Barry shrank his head back in fear, and heard her sigh and touch Wen's face lovingly.

This small act of humanity gave Barry the courage to ask, "Can I ask her what's going on? I mean, those medicines."

"Wendy is prone to allergies," the doctor said. "She is a premature baby with congenitally deficient immune function and is under high-intensity stress for a long time. Many daily items are her allergens."

Insufficient immune function, high-intensity stress...

The former sounds very un-bat-cub, and the latter sounds very bat-cub.

"In addition to this, she also has serious psychological problems, but she refuses to receive counseling from a psychiatrist, whether it is drug counseling or ordinary communication." The doctor continued.

She opened the food that Barry brought and looked at it. She also stirred the white porridge to identify the type of shredded meat in the porridge.

"It's pork and chicken." Barry became nervous, "No, is it okay?"

"No problem," she said. "I don't know exactly which allergens Wendy is allergic to, but chicken and pork are fine. She hates having people know about her allergies—she hates being thought of as fragile and needy.

Protection. But she is fragile and needs protection."

"Aren't you a doctor?" Barry whispered. He glanced at Wen's sleeping face guiltily, "Can I check it out?"

The doctor showed a half-smiling expression: "She signed an agreement with us for medical treatment half a year ago, and our agreement has a lot of clauses that need to be abided by. If I do this without her permission, I have no doubt that she will sue

The hospital went bankrupt.”

Okay, this is bat.

When Wen woke up, he felt very bad.

This broken body has never been better, but this time it was still the worst. Wendy was furious in the depths of her consciousness, and Wen had always been easily affected by the instinct of this body.

She huddled up on the hospital bed, feeling so uneasy that she wanted to jump out of the window right away.

This compartment was too bright and empty, with nothing except the hospital bed, and not even a space to hide in; at the same time, it was too small and crowded, with barely enough room for a hospital bed, and the room was filled with light.

It's full, everything is clearly visible. If someone shoots at the door at this time, she will be completely unable to dodge...

However, Wen retorted in his heart, no one would suddenly shoot outside the door.

Wendy didn't respond, she just sank, and sank again, until she reached the deepest point.

Wen was very relieved, because her salty fish instinct finally took over her emotions again. Salty fish, as everyone knows, is aimless and comes out as it comes, loosely.

Even when he is most nervous, Xianyu can feel his own stability, comfort and safety deep in his consciousness.

She sat up and found that there was a lace bow-shaped band-aid on the back of her hand, as if it had just been soaked in water. She lifted the blanket and got off the hospital bed, opened the curtains and walked out, finding Barry doing nothing.

Sit outside and play on your phone.

"Are you awake?" He quickly turned his head to lock in Wen's position, "I brought you some porridge, drink some, it's still hot."

The doctor was not here, so Barry put all the porridge on the table. Wen sat down, drank a small spoonful of porridge, relaxed his eyebrows a little, and drank up the porridge in small sips.

It doesn't look like he doesn't like bland food, Barry thought.

He took the initiative to tell Wen: "You slept for nearly two hours, and now it's completely dark. Aren't you going to have class tomorrow? It's best to ask for leave from the teacher. And, you..."

This bat cub is a real lonely bat cub.

Two hours were enough for Barry to figure out a small part of Wen's identity. Judging from the information in this hospital, they didn't know what Wen's name was. All the places that needed to be signed were the abbreviation of "ww". Looking at

Quite like Wonder Woman.

Maybe the heroine will be able to talk to Wen, but I can't say for sure. The heroine usually appreciates the strong female warriors more...

Barry thought freely for a while about what would happen if Wen was revealed to the Alliance, and then he pulled his thoughts back and realized a painful reality.

It is obvious that Wen deliberately concealed his identity and location.

The cub of a bat family + hiding his identity + living alone = ran away from home after having a fight with a bat

Logically speaking, the equation holds.

...It’s okay for the other bat cubs to run away from home. Barry stared at Wen and was worried. How could such a fragile cub learn to run away from home?

But that’s not right. Every time Robin ran away, the black air pressure on the bats was ridiculously heavy. Why did the bats act like nothing happened when Wen ran away?

Based on the bat's behavior, Barry believed that the bat must have known Wen's location for a long time.

...He actually didn’t take her home!

Barry was scratching his head with curiosity.

He lingered around Wen, wanting to ask questions, but he didn't know how to ask. He was almost suffocated by his own curiosity.

After enduring Barry's almost materialized doubts for a few minutes, Wen chose to give up the resistance: "What do you want to ask me?"

"Where's your family?" Barry blurted out.

Damn it, why are you so concerned about her family relationship? This can't be... Oh yes, she is no longer a mature big sister in her twenties. She is a girl of about eighteen years old. Because of her thin figure, outsiders

In his eyes, he may only be fifteen or sixteen years old.

When I saw a fifteen or sixteen year old girl getting sick late at night and no one asked her about it, my first reaction was to ask her parents...

Okay, that's a normal reaction.

Wen knew it was time to lie again.

Fortunately, okay, when she first started this lie, she gave the unknown father an "irresponsible" persona. Looking at it now, she was really too prescient at the time!

Wen started to get emotional.

"...My family?" She smiled bitterly, "There's nothing to say about my family. I'm an adult and I can be independent."

That's right, if an eighteen-year-old adult runs away from home, can that be considered running away from home? She already has independent power!

Barry was not surprised at all when Wen said he ran away from home. Barry politely expressed shock: "Really? Why? You are only eighteen years old, you should still be in school, right?"

"I graduated." Wen finished introducing his boarding life at the ballet school, "...I was rarely allowed to go home."

Barry thought about Wen's allergy-prone constitution and low immunity, and then thought about Gotham, which is rainy, cold and humid all year round, and has poor air quality. It has never been considered a livable place.

...sounds okay?

Wen went through the process and introduced the imaginary father, the imaginary adopted brother and the imaginary half-brother.

Barry: Wait a minute? What did you say?? There is an undisclosed bat cub in the Bat family? Or is it his biological child???

Barry: That's too much! Even for a bat, it's too much to hide anything from us!

"...Actually, he treats his adopted brothers better than me, and I can accept that." Wen said, "Some people are kinder to adopted children and put their biological children in the back. Father... I want to believe that he is

this type."

Is there really such a brainless person in the world? Wendy doubts the authenticity. Even if it is true, she will only sincerely think that this person must have lost his mind.

Sick!

"But, but he is also very good to his youngest brother." Wen Fang cleared his mind and these words came out like water, coherent and logical.

She thinks this is the body's instinct.

Since she doesn't know how to lie at all, Wendy must be an expert in lying.

"...I hate that arrogant brat," Wen said selflessly, "I don't know if you have ever met that kind of person: in his eyes, you don't exist."

This sentence was too short, but Wen miraculously understood the meaning of this sentence. The kid's eyes were so cold, and when he looked at her, he was no different from the sofa and carpet.

He is arrogant.

But in the entire family, he was only arrogant in front of her.

"Because I don't deserve it," Wen said.

Weak people don't deserve to be looked down upon by him.

She pondered this feeling, but unfortunately... she couldn't understand it, she really couldn't understand it.

Although I can understand that being completely ignored can sting a person's self-esteem, Xianyu has no self-esteem... No, it can't be said that he has no self-esteem, but Wen doesn't care about other people's approval at all.

How empty do you have to be in your heart to rely on the affirmation of others to establish yourself?

Moreover, the character attribute of arrogance is only cute and makes people want to scream in virtual works. Wen also likes arrogant characters, hey, who doesn’t like them? They are fake anyway.

In reality?

Sick!

This lie seems to be a bit false this time... although from a plot perspective, it is a perfect and unsolvable conflict.

Wen Duo hoped that she could find some kind of switch on her body, press it, and the lies would be automatically completed and generated.

It's a pity that there is no such switch, the body's instinct will speak out, and as for the emotions, she has to figure it out by herself.

She repeated: "...I don't deserve it."

You don't deserve it. Every movement of that kid hints at this. His indifferent eyes are sharper than any sharp weapon, but she doesn't hate him, because his ignorance is just exposing everyone's nakedness.

A crystal clear reality.

In this family, she never existed.

There was a barrier between her and them, sharp, thick, and indestructible.
To be continued...