But what made Wen feel suffocated this time was not the atmosphere of the family, but Wendy's reaction.

It was absolutely unexpected!

Wendy is actually like this at home!

Although I know that Wen's acting skills should not be underestimated, the contrast in character is too big, right? That Wendy, who is always full of irritability and bad mood, is so gentle and ladylike at home?

Wen was a little nauseous. For nothing else, Wendy's obedience.

It is not entirely for Wendy's submissiveness, but more of a biological, theoretical and reaction that arises after a sense of depression and suffocation accumulates for too long.

She retching for a few times and finally felt much more comfortable.

The scene related to the study also ended in Wen's upset. Wendy appeared in a beautiful dress again, and the melodious soundtrack floated in the garden. Under the dazzling lights, her smile was as impeccable as a sculpture. Wen noticed that Wendy's gaze was always full of affection.

I don't know if it's her talent.

Wen didn't care at all. The only thing she longed for now was to get out of this nightmare. To be honest, she didn't care about Wendy's past.

She hates anyone or something that will make her happiness fade, including Wendy, but Wendy is someone she can never avoid, and Wen never makes things difficult for her.

Since it is impossible to avoid someone you hate, try to find a way to get along with her.

Wendy is mean, but meanness is often synonymous with cleverness. No matter whether all ordinary people with average IQ are willing to admit it, as long as smart people have indeed appeared in their lives, they will definitely be stabbed by that insight and sharpness.

Wen never felt stabbed... purely because she didn't care what Wendy said about her, and she also held a kind and friendly attitude towards Wendy.

How did Wendy ask her before?

"When did I take this world seriously?" Wen asked with a smile.

She sat on the stairs at the gate of Wayne's main house, her legs stretched out wantonly, and the heavy rain hit her calves and slid down her skin. This feeling of flow made Wen a little fascinated.

"I also want to ask you when you can stop torture yourself repeatedly." Wen said again, "I really can't understand why you have to hold the past tightly."

A skirt appeared at the corner of Wen's eyes.

It's Wendy.

Wen was too lazy to turn his head to look, and he was sure that Wendy could not really see her, and could not find her like she could clearly find Wendy in her sight.

All her communication with Wendy in her dream exists only in "feeling".

And it feels too illusory.

Now Wen doesn’t even look at what’s happening around Wendy. She only cares about one thing: When will Wendy’s dream end?

Can she still sleep well?

The rainstorm is always constant.

Wen, who was in an extremely irritable mood, listened to the sound of the rain. The long-term sound of water was the background of the whole dream. At the beginning, this continuous rainstorm would make people feel extremely bad, but Wen quickly accepted the rainstorm with his strong adaptability.

The sound of the rain made her drowsy.

So Wen decided to follow her thoughts. She stood up, stepped on the water wet and walked into the castle, back to Wendy's bedroom.

The fluffy bed seduced Wen like a delicious piece of cotton candy. She lay on and fell asleep almost as soon as she closed her eyes.

After waking up again, Wen blinked his eyes several times, and only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing himself lying in the second bedroom of the New York apartment as he wished, knowing that he was not in a dream now.

So the way to get out of Wendy's mind world is to fall asleep in her dream?

It sounds weird, but if she accidentally goes in next time, she can try this method.

Wen Shen was refreshed after returning to reality! Natasha had gone on a mission again during this period, so Wen made a breakfast for herself.

It’s very simple. Take the slices of bread out of the refrigerator, cut them, put them in the toaster and bake them on the pan while heating them up, put a little oil, and place an egg and two slices of bacon.

Cut the fruits and vegetables, and after cutting, turn the eggs and bacon, and after turning the noodles, then come back and cut the fruits and vegetables into juice and pour them into cups.

Fried eggs and bacon are sandwiched into toasted bread slices and served with fruit and vegetable juice to make a qualified breakfast!

Nat only taught Wen once, and Wen learned it.

But she can't fry the eggs like Nat, making them beautifully shaped, tender, and the bacon slices are a little burnt. It's okay to eat them alive, and it may take some time to practice.

Wen Sanliang killed the breakfast, and finally some fruit and vegetable juice was left. While drinking, she took out her cell phone to see if there was anything interesting.

"We'll go to Gotham today," Wendy said.

Wen put down his phone, turned to find Wendy, and finally found her on the sofa.

"Why?" she asked.

"... Do you remember what I told you about my second brother?" Wendy said, "Today is his death day."

Wen understood: "You want to go to visit the grave."

Do you want to tell Wendy that she dreamed again when she was sleeping last night? Wendy didn't look like she knew it, and Wen could feel it.

The leader of that dream was Wendy, whose existence was more like a ghost who would occasionally be premonitioned by Wendy.

Forget it, don't say it, it's too troublesome.

And she didn't know what Wendy would react.

"Do you have to go to Gotham?" Wen was embarrassed. "You can't build a grave for him in your heart, and take time to remember your feelings every year on your death day? Or you don't have to engage in these formalisms. Just keep not forgetting him and let him live in your heart."

Wendy stared at her and said slowly, "We're going to Gotham."

"...You said so lightly!" Wen knocked the plate with a fork, "Who is suffering from allergies? Who is suffering from phobia? You can just hide behind me to say such things so simply and easily!"

"Who gave you the money you spent?"

Damn, can I make money myself?

It’s not that this ragged body has increased the cost of living, but also prevents odd jobs and being so beautiful that you will cause trouble, and you haven’t created a sufficient degree for yourself to fool people!

Although I can’t make a lot of money, I can support myself and live a happy life!

Wen surrendered: "Okay, let's go to Gotham to visit the grave today."

She slowly packed up the pots, bowls and tableware, slowly wiped the table, and went to the wardrobe to spend several times the time she usually chose clothes for herself.

During this period, Wen was expecting Wendy to change her mind, but Wendy said nothing and stood behind her without saying a word.

The look was like a supervisor.

"Bring the clothes Tony has given you," Wendy said, "Don't fly."

"How can I get there if I don't take a plane?" Wen was stunned, "You won't want me to drive over, right? It's not a day!"

"Call Barry."

Wen: "... Although it's not much different for them no matter where they are in the world, there's still a difference for me. If I remember correctly, Kuaiyin is in New York now?"

“Quick silver is not suitable.”

"Is Barry suitable?! And I don't know how to explain to him - explain that I know he is the Flash!"

"It can be pushed to Diana," Wendy said. "Barry had a brief crush on the heroine..."

Wen exclaimed excitedly: "What? Really? Tell me quickly, what about the details? Has Barry pursued Diana? What was Diana's reaction?"

"...He tried to flirt with the heroine, but his technique was very clumsy. He tried to ask the heroine out again. After being rejected a few times, he gave up. There was no interesting plot, no emotional entanglement, and it ended without any beginning." Wendy said, "So, Barry would not ask Diana if she told you that he was the Flash."

Wen said: "Where did you know so many super-English identities and secrets?"

"What Tony told me. Tony of another world."

"What's your relationship with Tony in your own world?" Wen wondered, "Isn't he your friend yet? Because--I think your way of getting along is already very similar to your friends."

“He is my mentor.”

Wen said hesitantly: "Like, he is the kind of mentor of Spider-Man----------------------------" instructor," said Wen.

“What he gave me was more about technology.”

Wen felt that her guess was impossible, but she asked: "Do you want to be a superhero?"

"Of course not." Wendy said.

She stared at Wen deeply.

After carefully considering the words, she told Wen: "I hope that all the superheroes and supervillains in this world, all superhumans, and all strange magic will disappear."

Wen said heartlessly: "Then you should be born in my world. There is no such thing as the Premier League in my world, they will only appear in fictional works."

"I know," Wendy said, "we are so different."

She lowered her eyes and shook her mind with a rare sway.

However, Wen Suan had watched the wonderful relationship between Wendy and her second brother with his own eyes, so he could understand that Wendy was in a dark mood now.

She called Barry as Wendy told him.

When the phone was connected, Barry was still fighting the experimental report in the laboratory.

He put his phone on the computer desk opposite the experiment desk. The buzzing sound was heard for a while before he noticed it. Barry originally didn't want to answer the phone, but this experiment really made him upset.

Maybe this call will bring some good news and make him regain his confidence.

Wen's name is displayed on the screen.
To be continued...