The daily life of the popular element male protagonist

It's not without reason that Tim puts away this gift from another world. The most important thing is that he settles down first, and other people don't know about it, which will prevent them from doing bad things.

Putting the 'Night Light' in the safe in the room, Tim suddenly thought of a problem.

So he temporarily settled this wonderful gift and returned to the Batcave, and asked Ivan his own question, "Does this 'night light' have a range?" If it is done properly, he only needs to control the distance Then you don't have to take it out.

Ivan nodded, "Yes." With lowered blue eyes, he patiently pumped up the balloon with a small pump. "In fact, it's best to put it on the bedside table for the best effect. After one or two meters away, the effect will not be much, and it can only be used when the visibility is relatively low, or how to say it is a 'night light'." The black-haired boy feels about himself Very good, "There is no redundant word in the name I chose, except for the painless birth, that's the only effect."

Tim: "..."

"However, I think it's better for you to use it. Although you have always had potions, but last time my father said that unless there is a major accident, it should be recuperated once a year. You don't want to do that again soon, besides." Ivan tied the knot to the end of the balloon, then slightly lowered his voice, and moved a little closer to Tim, "In that world, I also worked from dawn to dusk. Although I had potions to withstand sudden death, I never lost my height. It's changed."

Tim's expression froze immediately. He knew that lack of sleep would affect his development, but knowing that didn't mean he could get enough sleep. He didn't want to give up his studies, business, and night career, even though the business was also because of him. Want to share some with Batman.

And height is always a point that a boy will pay special attention to. Now that I think about it, I can’t let go of the work in hand, and I have very little sleep time, so the gift Ivan gave now can be said to be very important, at least for An Wen This stage of his formative years is very useful.

Ivan: "Don't wait until later to be like Dick, he's past the growth period unless his legs are amputated to grow..."

Tim: "..." That's not necessary.

Batman's message came back at this time, they finished their night patrol and everything was normal, and they are now on their way back.

Ivan quickly raised a balloon, pulled off the sealing paper on the small cake, and removed the paper shell covering it, and inserted the candle holder bought from Chinatown on the small cake.

The candle holder has a white base, white branches extending upwards, green leaf-like receptacles, and a vertically gathered shape composed of ovals of various colors, which looks like a flower that has not yet bloomed. And at the top of each vertical petal there is a small section of red, which has a vertical lead that gathers towards the middle.

Tim looked at the candle holder that was plugged in and almost covered the small cake, "This is it?" He had to say hello first, otherwise it would be bad if there were any accidents, and he was already familiar with the accidents that Ivan made from time to time.

Ivan's eyes sparkled, "This is a birthday candle holder, the petals will open after the fuse in the middle is lit! It will also sing a happy birthday song!"

Tim pressed, "What else?"

"The one under the fuse is a small candle. There will be a fire after it is lit, but it will be fine after it burns out." Ivan curled his lips, "Why are you asking so much, hurry up and light it before they come back."

Tim was speechless, "Haven't you reconciled with Bruce yet?"

Ivan didn't think there was anything wrong, he handed the igniter to Tim, "I'll forgive him at noon today, I want to let him know that I also have my own bottom line."

What's the bottom line?Even the time to get angry has a bottom line planned?

Tim shook his head in his heart, but he still didn't want to get involved in the weird and angry situation of the father and son. Damian was also in the game. The young Mr. President was not afraid to quarrel with his little brother, but Occasionally, I feel that the devil cubs are difficult to deal with, and it is best not to get involved.

So he complied with Ivan's request and took the lighter, "Just light it here, right?"

"Yeah!" Ivan nodded, "Hurry up, I'm going to bed."

The corners of Tim's mouth hooked slightly, his hands kept moving, and he successfully ignited the middle lead of the candle holder. Accompanied by a somewhat weird but very familiar melody, the flame danced peacefully, and the petals that were originally closed like flower buds also ignited. Accompanied by such slow music, it gradually opens outwards.

After it was fully opened, it even began to circle slowly on the base, like an old man on crutches in the park in the evening.

Tim: "..."

So far, it seems that except for the music that doesn't sound right, everything else is fine.

Ivan's eyes stayed on the candlestick that was still turning for a moment, and he always felt that he had forgotten something, but after thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have forgotten nothing, so he stood up, "Happy birthday! Tim! I wish you a happy birthday every year." There is today, every year has today!" He said the following words in Chinese, and some words need to be spoken in the original language to have flavor, and Tim's Chinese is not bad.

Tim looked at the candle holders that were still singing and wandering around, "Thank you, by the way, would you like to eat some too?" Although this cake is said to be a small cake, it is actually the size of a palm, and he will definitely eat it However, I always feel that things like birthday cakes still need to be shared and eaten together.

Ivan then nodded, and dug out a plastic knife and a paper plate from the things he gave when he bought the birthday candle holder, and waited for the birthday star to share the cake with him. Although he was still standing, the The blue eyes were watery, full of anticipation.

Tim laughed, he used the cheap plastic knife, gesticulated twice on the small cake, and then said, "Hahahaha, did I forget to blow out the candles first?"

Ivan froze for a moment, "I just said that I seem to have forgotten something."

Then Tim added this step with a smile. He didn't have any wishes to make, and Ivan didn't mean to ask others to make wishes. Maybe they didn't need to make wishes because of their happy family!

The black-haired boy took off the candle stand that stopped rotating as the flame went out, wiped the bottom and put it on the operating table, then cut half of the cake with a plastic knife and gave it to Ivan.

Ivan held the cake, blinked his eyes, and smiled, "It feels good, I think my relationship with you seems to be better."

Tim was unmoved by such words, and just stated a fact, "I don't hate you in the first place, and it's normal for the relationship to become intimate during occasional interactions." He paused and looked at the opposite person He had already gnawed on the cake, but still couldn't hold back, "It will take a while for them to come back." So there is no need to eat too hastily.

Ivan raised his head, there was still some cream on the corner of his mouth, he opened his mouth, then closed it again, and when there was food in his mouth, he would spray it out.

Tim also ate the cake with a small spoon. About halfway through eating, he turned his head and put his gaze on the candle holder, "Ivan."

Ivan was wiping his mouth, but the raised eyebrows could clearly express his doubts.

Tim pointed to the candle holder, "Why hasn't it stopped?"

Ivan: "..."

Ivan: "..."

Ivan stood up without changing his face, "I'm full, I think they're almost at the bat cave, I'm going to rest." Then he ran away with his head buried, and soon disappeared.

The memory that seemed to have been buried deep in his mind suddenly jumped out. Although this kind of candle holder is beautiful and fun, it has a very long battery life. Back then, the orphanage had a collective birthday every year, and the cake shop knew it was for the orphanage, so it didn't mind. Give this one, and after the cake is divided, this singing flower, which was only pink at first, will be the object of competition among many children. Only the King of Children has the honor to have it for a long time.

In the middle of the night, there may be a faint and sad happy birthday song coming out of the quilt, and in the end, it will always be forcibly taken away by the auntie of the nurse.

On the way back to the room, he ran into Alfred who had already woken up from a sleep and was ready to welcome Bruce and the others back. He greeted Mr. Butler Ivan without delay.

He locked all his doors and windows, took a shower and lay down on the bed, pulled up the quilt, and fell into a dream in less than two seconds.

There seemed to be a slow tone of happy birthday echoing in the dream.

terrible!

Ivan shivered suddenly, it was a nightmare.

Tim didn't deal with the candle holder, although he searched on the Internet and found some seemingly authoritative methods, such as putting the lotus stand in the middle, yes the lotus stand, this singing thing is a lotus flower shape The candle stand, as long as the lotus stand is pressed down hard, the singing will stop.

Tim has tried all these methods, but it is useless, that is, unless the candle holder is completely destroyed, the internal battery can be removed, thereby stopping the singing.

But that doesn't make much sense.

A certain young CEO who is calm on the surface, but actually hides a little devil in his heart, suddenly feels that although there is no need for a birthday party this year, he can still let his family members feel the joy of his birthday.

So he put the candle holder in the living room, and installed a security device very thoughtfully.

Alfred, who watched the whole process of Tim doing this, just nodded calmly, and then plugged his own ears with earplugs.

Birthdays only come once a year, and it's normal for Master Tim to make some innocuous jokes.

"So you just let this, this monster scream all day!" Damian couldn't believe it, he likes to hang out on the sofa in the living room and play games, and this damn happy birthday song that is a little out of tune has been hovering in his head top.

The child feels that the way to ruin a song is to add another.

"If you find it noisy." Tim tapped the keyboard calmly, "You can leave here and find a place where there is no sound to rest."

"Are you serious, Drake?" Damian frowned, "The sound of this monster is even more penetrating than the ... air defense siren!"

"It can only be said that the sound insulation of the Wayne house is not very good." Tim's mouth twitched.

Ivan's eyes drifted, and he lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

Jason was so disturbed that he had to decide to end today's 'bro friendly living room party', stood up and walked outside.

"Where are you going?" Ivan turned over immediately, lying on the back of the sofa, his hands still holding the top of the back, his eyes full of expectation, "Can I sit in your back seat?" ?!"

Jason kept walking, just waved his hands casually.

Ivan turned over the sofa and followed quickly. He didn't want Damian to know that he was the culprit. The kid's eyes were fierce. If he knew, he would definitely let Titus block the door Grab food.

It wasn't that he was worried about the food being robbed, but Ivan was just afraid that he would lose his mind and beat the dog that day when Titus looked exactly like his master's eyes, and that would be the end.

Jason's car was still parked outside Wayne's house. There was a small warehouse for motorcycles that had been specially built recently, and it was obvious from a glance that it was specially prepared for Jason.

"You don't have to worry about someone stealing the car if you park it here." Ivan walked around Jason's handsome motorcycle twice, belatedly remembering that this guy doesn't have a driver's license yet, and they are preparing to take the test tomorrow.

Jason put on the helmet, and he knew what Ivan was thinking just by looking at Ivan's appearance. He threw the other helmet to him and said, "The old man has placed hundreds of surveillance cameras around here, and entered Wayne's private domain. If the range is detected by the computer as a stranger or a vehicle, the Batcave will have an alarm." That is to say, there is no need to worry about this at all.

Ivan took the helmet and shook it in his hand, and put it on for himself, but it was a little uncomfortable for the little braid to be pressed, so he had to stand still and adjust the position of the little braid's hair loop, "But I I saw the records from the Batcave before, the Batcave was broken into, and some kryptonite was taken away."

Jason pursed his slightly raised lips, "Batman is a person who is very good at finding and filling in gaps." He said so, but his words were excited, "I even pried Batman's tires in the early days, Then he strengthened the design in that regard.”

The black-haired boy finally adjusted the hairband to a position where the helmet would not press down on his head and neck. He nodded inwardly after hearing this. He knew that the second-generation Robin was a good hand at prying the tires of the Batmobile, "Then now Can you still pry the tires on your Batmobile?"

The blue eyes of the black-haired young man rolled around, and he suddenly approached Ivan, and whispered to his ear, "I can, but the old guy doesn't know!"

Ivan's eyes sparkled immediately, and he expressed his sincere emotion, "Wow~"

Satisfied with Ivan's cooperation, Jason stepped onto the motorcycle as soon as he lifted his legs, holding the handlebars with both hands, the muscles on his arms slightly swelled because of this movement, and his current street attire, he looked very handsome.

Ivan is now only 7 centimeters shorter than Jason, inherited from Bruce's excellent genes. Although his figure is a bit thin, he has a slender waist and long legs, and it is very easy to get on a motorcycle.

The black-haired boy got on the motorcycle and put his hands on Jason's shoulders. He didn't really care about hugging his waist, but he remembered that the kid had itchy flesh on his waist. If he accidentally pulled it while driving, he would When it arrives, it may be an accident where the flying car followed the flying man.

"I'll take you to the store I like." Jason said, turned the key, raised his foot and kicked the pedal, and then turned the handle, and he heard an expensive buzzing sound.

Before Ivan had time to express his opinion, the scene in front of him was just a flower, as if he had teleported, and then countless trees turned into fuzzy, meaningless color blocks sticking to each other and cast them on the retina. He closed it hard Eyes, then narrowed the eyes slightly, and then slowly got used to it.

Opening his mouth, he can't wait to get in, and he won't give him any preferential treatment just because he sits in the back.

Ivan: "..."

Ivan silently stabilized his body, then retracted one hand and put down the windshield of the helmet.

So, the design of some things has its own reasons.

But what is the reason for the long life of the candle holder?Is it to make people remember for a long time that today is their birthday?

Speaking of which, this candle holder was chosen because of its fancy color, and Jason's birthday is next month, so give Jason a red one then, this child likes red the most, doesn't he?Helmets and combat helmets are all red. He remembers the red lotus candle holder that was bundled with Bumpman. In the product photo, there are several Bumpman with red as the main color surrounding the cake, and the red lotus candle in the middle The stage is lit, and you can tell your faith at a glance.

But this time the singing endurance is a little lower, and the time for one song is enough.

It's not a song on loop, it's just about 3 minutes to 5 minutes.

Jason, who is driving at the moment, doesn't know that his birthday has been remembered, but even if he knows, he is not afraid. After all, his birthday this year should be strictly speaking his 19th birthday, and he can't live forever Be a dead person.

Bruce also told him that he would restore his identity on the eve of his birthday. It can be said that he was seriously injured before and was on the verge of death, but he survived in the end because the Wayne family was still alive. Facing some dangers, Erzi had to be suspended animation, and now Erzi's body has recovered, so he returned.

I believe that once such a story comes out, everyone will not care about Jason's return, but will focus on what kind of danger will make Bruce make the decision to have the second son suspended animation and what will happen after the second son returns. On the distribution of the benefactor's property.

Yes, gossip newspapers will certainly write that.

Among them, he tried his best to downplay the fact that Jason was resurrected from the dead, and shifted the contradiction.

People who know what happened are either locked up in Arkham shaking their heads and having nightmares every day, or they are on Batman's side.

Jason himself did not refuse such a proposal, of course it was definitely not because he wanted to lighten the burden on the old man so that he would not be embarrassed, but he just didn't want other people to know about Ivan's extremely unlikely event of being able to resurrect the dead.

The clown still doesn't know the truth yet.

When passing the curve, Jason's body slightly pressed down on the side body, commonly known as bending.

This bend directly changed the center of gravity of Ivan's body, and the hand holding Jason's shoulder became stronger.

Ivan: "..." Damn it, it seems a bit handsome!He will do the same next time!

The motorcycle finally drove through the sparsely populated alleys, through the streets and alleys with people coming and going, and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous shop.

Ivan was still a little dazed, and felt the motorcycle under him stop, but Jason put one foot on the ground, but didn't intend to urge him.

The black-haired boy raised his legs and got off the motorcycle, then took off the helmet he had worn all the way on his head, and took a strong breath of the fresh air mixed with industrial smoke unique to Gotham City.

then.

"Cough cough cough!! Cough cough cough! Cough—" Help, I didn't catch my breath!

Jason got out of the car quickly, kicked the pedals of the motorcycle out, without taking off his helmet, approached with a frown, and patted his back twice with his big hands.

Ivan: "Cough--I--down..." Angry!

Jason quickly waved his hand, "Don't talk, what's going on?" The young man's brows were deeply wrinkled, and his tone was not very polite, "Isn't it getting better recently?"

The black-haired boy had a pale face, and his violent coughing didn't add a bit of red to the face, but Ivan recovered after coughing twice on the spot.

"Is this burger delicious?" This was the first sentence he said after he stopped coughing.

Jason paused, then gritted his teeth and took off his helmet, hugging it around his waist, "It's delicious."

Ivan continued to smooth his chest, "I didn't catch my breath just now. It's not a big problem. I really don't cough now. I didn't cough after jumping rope for so long before. I really didn't catch my breath this time." .” He explained to himself, “Half a year is about returning to the peak.”

Should people in good health not be allowed to choke on their own saliva occasionally?

Really are.

After that, Jason just took a deep look at him, then looked away as if nothing had happened, and led Ivan into this burger restaurant that he thought was good.

The doorbell rings very nicely, and the cashier standing behind the cashier is also in line with the atmosphere of the burger restaurant. There is a delivery window from the back kitchen to the front, and the smell of fried meat coming out of it makes people's mouth salivate crazily .

Ivan looked forward to it.

He hasn't really eaten the big hamburger from country M yet, and it's said that the taste is not quite the same as the hamburger domesticated by the flower growers.

I found a seat by the window where I could see the motorcycle, and the beautiful waiter walked between the tables wearing a shirt with a huge hamburger, and soon stopped at their table.

Jason ordered four double-layer burgers in one go, as well as two large bags of French fries and triple-sized Coke.

When the hamburger was served, there were no more plates to pile up, and there were only two plates to be served. The three young men at the next table all stared in surprise.

One of the chubby teenagers was still holding a hamburger in his hand, and his eyes, which were not too big, were rounded.

Ivan: "We can't eat so much, we have to go back at night."

Jason shook his head, "I told Alfred that I won't go back for dinner tonight." He paused, "I can finish eating."

Ivan: "..."

Tell me, Jason, you have eaten similarly to everyone at home recently, are you starving?

The author has something to say:

No CP.

Running into the BAT hole to grab rocks and pocket money of five dollars are all plots in the LOG.

love you~~~~~~~~

My touch!came back!And there are new characters appearing in this chapter, it depends on whether you can find them or not, PS, it's not Bumpman.serious