[Comprehensive Yingmi] It’s all the face that hurt me

After bidding farewell to the hunters, the violent wind and rain outside the house did not stop.

I don't know what kind of material the bright red cloak that Atar is wearing is made of. The rainwater hit it and it didn't soak through it, as if it was waterproof, so he didn't feel cold, but the water droplets splashed on his cheeks felt a little cold.

The warm room was lit with orange lights. When Atar walked out of the forest, he heard a creaking sound behind him. Someone also opened the door and chased him out in the rainstorm.

He turned his head and saw the person coming towards him with the coal lamp in his hand and a bright light source.

Atar put his hands in front of his face, blocking the light that suddenly penetrated into the dark world.

"...Oliver?" He called out the name of the visitor, with a blank expression on his face, "Why did you come out?"

The other party glanced at him, stuffed the coal lamp into his hand, then took off his green hood and put it on Atar.

He hugged him for him, and said in a calm tone: "Although this is a dream...but it's a bit too real, so...be careful."

He didn't stop Atar, and he didn't ask him where he was going. After all, this is the family tradition of the Green Arrow family. Everyone should have secrets. It's good for everyone to leave some space between each other, even in a dream. Similarly, pressing every step of the way will only make it difficult to breathe.

Atal felt the warmth of the layer of clothing wrapped around him, and Oliver handed him a small bow and a barrel of arrows.

"Go, our little arrow spinner." Oliver patted the little boy's head, "Go to your destination."

Their eyes met, and because of the height difference, Atal raised his head slightly, making him look younger.

……

"No," Atal suddenly reached out and grabbed Oliver's wrist. He raised his head and focused his eyes, "I'm not going, let's go back."

If this is a fairy tale, it is the hunter who rescued Little Red Riding Hood in the end. They disemboweled the cunning wolf and brought a perfect ending to the fairy tale.

So if Atar had to choose, he was willing to pull the progress bar and directly enter the final link, that is, put his hand in the hunter's palm.

Little Red Riding Hood Attar took Oliver the hunter's callused palms, and let the journey end here.

"I'm a burden." He squeezed Oliver's hand tightly, "I will cause trouble in Star City."

"No, you are not." The latter replied him immediately.

There was silence between the unrelated father and son.

Only the light of the miner's lamp splashed by the rain dangled in place, illuminating the wet and shiny dark green leaves in the forest.

There is a fresh earthy smell in the air, which makes people feel refreshed.

A warm force came from the place where the hands were clasped, which seemed to symbolize the conclusion of the link between the two.

"...Thank you, Oliver." Attar's voice said, his eyes did not leave Oliver's eyes, his eyes were sincere, "Thank you for giving me a chance."

He was referring to waking up, in that town, where Oliver opened the door for him.

Oliver was slightly taken aback, because Atal said two thanks in a row, and from the eyes of this shrunken boy, he saw undisguised gratitude.

Then, Oliver said slowly: "Fool, I thought you wouldn't be so polite in your dream."

"?" Atal looked puzzled, not knowing why Oliver said that.

Then Oliver put his hand on Attar's head and rubbed it wildly, messing up the boy's shaggy black hair.

He brushed away the wet hair that stuck to his forehead for him, revealing those lovely clear blue eyes, and Oliver felt an indescribable sense of responsibility in his heart.

"Anyway, this is in a dream," Oliver said to himself, avoiding Atar's eyes, and coughed, as if he felt a little embarrassed, "So it's okay to lose a little father's face here?"

There are some words that Oliver has long wanted to say in his heart. Since this is in a dream, there is nothing he can't say.

If you can't tell the truth in your dream, and you can't face it calmly, it's too boring.

"You were never a burden," Oliver said, "thank you for showing up at our house three years ago."

That was three years ago...

Roy and his broken relationship seemed impossible to repair.

And Connor was not what he is now, he was a boy with a weird personality and too harsh on himself.

What Oliver felt in this home was the icy atmosphere, as if the leaves were covered with frost in the morning.

Then Attar shows up, and honestly, that's the first time Oliver picks up kids on the street like Bruce.

He used to mock Bruce for bringing home a thief who broke the tires of his Batmobile as Robin [-], and now he's not much better.

Roy doesn't count, he paid attention to the other party for a long time before deciding to adopt.And almost as soon as Atal appeared in front of him, Oliver accepted him.

A voice seemed to say in his heart: There is a connection between them.

a dream.

It's amazing that there is such a strange thing in the world. One week after the dream ended, the boy who was pulled into the room by him really appeared in front of him.

It's like there is a kind of fate in the dark, so Oliver made a decision that he will never regret in his life——

He took Attar home.

This incident brought a turn for the family, and everything went in a good direction, whether it was Connor, who learned a sense of responsibility, or Roy, who chose to repair the relationship.

After Atar came to the Green Arrow's house, they all gradually grew up and transformed, and became what Oliver was proud of.

So Oliver is very grateful for everything now, even if he is sober, he will never say this sentence.

That's why when Bruce appeared, he stopped Attar when he denied it, because he had a vague sense of pity for Bruce in his heart.

They had the same dream, but made different choices.

This pity is not out of condescending, but with a little sadness.

Because of Bruce as his best friend, he has done many wrong things, and although he remembers every one of them, Bruce still continues to pay the price for his traumatized childhood.

He experienced too much in that alley when he was a child, which left indelible spiritual traces, so that it affected the rest of his life and turned Bruce into a different person.

So Oliver is full of a sense of sadness that his peers should not have for his constant mistakes.

Atal was shocked to hear Oliver say such words...

"I would like to give you the best, little hunter of our family." Oliver said, his eyes showed no sign of lying, "No matter what choice you make, I will support you, even if you want stars, I can take it off for you..."

He was telling the truth, and he had said the same thing to Black Canary when he was with her.

Her response was "oh yeah, then I'll take it now".

Then Oliver bought her a planet. To be honest, it is rare for vigilantes like them to fail to keep their promises.

"Please, trust us a little more?" Oliver spread his hands, "I'm Green Arrow after all?"

Atal crashed into Oliver's arms like a small cannonball, knocking the latter staggering.

Because of his 13-year-old appearance, his head was only enough to hug his waist tightly, buried his face in Oliver's arms, and rubbed against him like a small animal.

Perhaps after the body shrank, the mind also became smaller, Atal thought so, and drew his arms tighter, encircling his bloodless guardian.

This conversation in the dream unexpectedly changed his mind. He will not leave Star City. If possible, he hopes to face the crisis with Oliver and the others.

The rain stopped, the rainstorm of this dream faded, the sky cleared again, a dreamy rainbow and colorful clouds appeared, and the sound of birds chirping rang in his ears.

After being baptized by the torrential rain, the world in his dream became more bright and dazzling, like a fairyland on earth.

He had never felt so full inside, and then it was time to wake up from the dream.

Atal has made his decision.

Thank you, Chris, he thought.

……

The damn alarm clock kept ringing in his ears, almost shaking him out of his psychological shadow.

Atar fell into a drowsy sleep, his cheeks were hot from an inexplicable cool wind, he didn't open his eyes, stuck out his hand from the quilt, and slammed the alarm clock.

Then, there was a crisp sound in his ear, and with a bang, his bedside table had disappeared with hatred, leaving only the last sigh in the world.

Atal: "..."

Now he was fully awake, rolled over, and looked sadly at his room, well, Connor would kill him.

He just smashed his bedside table down with a punch, and the alarm clock sank exaggeratedly into the floor, revealing only a bit of his panting head.

What's even more difficult to explain is that the floor-to-ceiling window in Atar's room has been completely broken into pieces. In short... he can only describe his current room as being littered with corpses.

Atar covered his face, pressed the copper handle next to the pillow, and waited for the servant to come up to clean it up, feeling powerless in his heart.

Then, he moved his wrist, slowly climbed off the bed, put on his slippers, and went into the bathroom with his eyes closed. After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, Atar wiped off the water droplets on his face with a towel, opened the closet to find I took a pleasing dress and changed casually.

Then, Atal opened the door and looked around vigilantly, making sure that Connor had not been disturbed by the noise and appeared in his corridor, and then retreated carefully.

He breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and then propped his hands against the wall with strength.

But in the next second, the wall collapsed like a block of tofu with a bang, and scattered fragments, revealing the panicked face of Peter in the next room.

Atal: "..."

Peter was changing, and his trousers were halfway down, but for some reason, his first instinct was a chest protector.

This scene was a bit embarrassing, both of them froze in place, as if they were playing a wooden game of one, two, three, four.

Atal saw that Peter's ears were red at a glance, and he didn't know why he was red, so there was nothing to be ashamed about.

But because of being affected by Peter's emotions, Atar also felt a little flustered inexplicably.

He was about to turn his back and let Peter change his pants before turning back, but an unexpected visitor knocked on the door suddenly.

"Wait a minute!" He subconsciously pulled the door.

With a click, the door lock fell off, Atal let go, and the door opened in response to the sound, revealing the face of the blond Connor.

Connor walked in, and he said as he walked, "Attar, we're going to pick up the handmade suits ahead of time, try to see if the custom-made suits fit, tonight we..."

There was a pause in his voice as he saw Peter taking off his pants, but only half way through.

Connor: "..."

Peter: "..."