In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1213: The Cry of the Lamb (25)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

When the night rain in Gotham fell again, Bruce, who had already circled the city, returned to Wayne Manor. His hair was wet to his temples, and his face looked a little pale.

When Alfred came up to hand him a towel, he asked cautiously, "Master, are you all right?"

In fact, Alfred doesn't often take the initiative to show concern for Bruce, he prefers to do it himself, but now Bruce's situation looks really bad.

He drenched himself in the rain, wet his hair and clothes, and his eyes were a little slack, like a drug addict in the streets and alleys.

Hearing Alfred's question, Bruce seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw suddenly. His gaze focused on Alfred's face in an instant, and he looked at him and asked seriously: "Alfred, are there really ghosts in this world?"

Alfred reached out and put the towel on Bruce's head, pulled his arm to sit down on the sofa, and then began to wipe his hair, saying while wiping: "It depends, your definition of a ghost What is it?"

"I always believe that the death of human beings is not the end. As long as a person is still alive in the memory of others, he is not completely dead. It is the trace of his life, and this kind of longing is like a ghost wandering back in the room."

Bruce leaned on the back of the sofa in a daze, and he muttered to himself: "No, I don't mean this kind of philosophical explanation, I...forget it, Alfred, please help me Bring a thermometer, I may have a fever."

Alfred touched Bruce's forehead with his fingertips, shook his head and said: "No, sir, you don't have a fever, your body temperature is normal, if you feel uncomfortable, I can pour you a hot cup Milk."

To Alfred's surprise, Bruce didn't refuse, he just squeezed his hands together and nodded, and said, "I feel a little cold, can the milk be warmer?"

Not long after, Alfred brought back a cup of steaming milk. Bruce almost couldn't wait to lean forward, stretched out his arms, and picked up the milk cup with trembling fingertips .

The next second, he was so hot that he shook his hand and almost spilled the milk. Alfred stood beside him helplessly, and said, "Master, I know, you have been with Dick recently. It wasn't that pleasant, and you might feel **** off, but Dick was still a kid..."

"No, it's nothing to do with Dick." Bruce held the hot milk glass in his hand, and he pursed his lips and said, "You may think I'm talking nonsense, but I just ran into a guy when I was out, he ...he looks like Thomas."

Alfred opened his eyes wide. He folded the towel and walked to the phone, and said, "Sir, I'm afraid I have to contact a psychiatrist for you. It's extremely bad to have hallucinations." omen."

"I also wonder if I'm hallucinating, but..." Bruce took a sip of milk and fell into deep thought again. He recalled every detail of the meeting with Thomas in his mind, and then No flaws were found.

His superb intelligence, calmness and rationality, his attention to factual evidence and psychological profiling all tell him that the other party has a high probability of being Thomas Wayne.

But the problem is that these things are also telling him that Thomas is dead long ago, and he clearly watched the burial of the body with his own eyes.

Bruce's pale face stems from his poor mental condition, but he didn't have a precursor to a mental breakdown because he was shocked when he saw Thomas, but he began to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory ?

Before the onset of most unconscious mental disorders in the world, a significant sign is that the patients begin to disbelieve their own memories, and some inexplicable fragments that they have not experienced are stuffed into their brains so that they cannot distinguish between fantasy and reality.

Bruce clearly remembered every detail when Thomas and Martha fell, and every expression of every guest at the funeral afterwards.

Standing in the crowd of people coming and going, the little Bruce deeply imprinted all the events of that day in his mind, and for the next ten years, he has always regarded it as the dream monster. , cannot find peace.

But the scene that appeared countless times in Bruce's dream was overturned at this time. His reasoning ability told him that what he saw tonight was Thomas Wayne.

This is by no means a simple plastic surgery. When a good detective judges who a person really is, he will not only look at his face.

Bruce is like this, so he remembers all the logic of Thomas' actions, and the Batman who appeared today perfectly fits this logic.

Alfred's eyes rolled slightly, and then he walked to Bruce and sat down, held his hand and said, "Master, calm down, something that happened in reality, and When your memory is completely opposite, it may be that neither the reality is wrong nor your memory is wrong, but there is something hidden behind it that we don't know."

"If you judge that he is Master Thomas, then he may indeed be, and you remember that he was dead at the beginning, maybe he was really dead at that time, but it may be a fake death, or he was resurrected later, It's not impossible, is it?"

Bruce raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were still a little dull, but in an instant, a violent expression burst out from the child's hole, and he stood up a little excitedly and said: "Yes, you are right! Thomas And Martha may have faked their deaths back then, they may not have died at all, they may have lived in seclusion, and now they are back!"

"No, I'm going to find him now, and I want to ask clearly what's going on." Bruce was about to leave immediately, but at this moment there was a loud noise from upstairs.

As soon as Bruce looked up, he saw Tim lying on the patio railing looking down at him, and shouted to him, "Hey, Bruce, you better come up and take a look, Dick looks like he's having a nightmare."

Bruce took a deep breath and tried to cool down his boiling blood. He stepped up several steps and rushed into Dick's room. Jason sat next to him on the pillow.

Bruce walked over, gently embraced Dick, and wiped away the tears on his face with his fingers. Dick seemed to have collapsed. He pulled Bruce and said in a crying voice: "My My ears hurt a little..."

Dick's tears were still falling, he was even shaking with fear, and kept trying to push Bruce away with his arms.

Bruce hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should continue to exert force or let go of Dick, Jason winked at Tim, Tim stepped forward and grabbed Dick's hand, Jason pulled Bruce away go out.

"He was very scared." Jason said to Bruce: "This is an obvious response to stress disorder. What happened to you two?"

"I..." Bruce recalled what happened during the day, he lowered his head and sighed, "I don't know why Dick doesn't want to do his homework well, even if I'm with him, he keeps dawdling."

"He didn't have a good study habit. I was anxious for him, so I said a few words to him, and he ran out."

Jason scratched his head, but Bruce squatted down and looked into Jason's eyes and said, "You have a strong empathy ability, and you can even see what I'm thinking, so do you know what Dick is thinking?"

"Have you read any books about the rebellious period?" Jason asked.

Before Bruce could answer, Jason touched his chin and said, "When I was reading those psychology textbooks, I occasionally saw some books about adolescence and rebellion."

"There is a very interesting theory in it, that is, rebellious behavior is actually very normal, and this is a necessary stage of personality growth."

"The rebellious period is like a watershed." Jason's tone became a little calmer, obviously he was retelling the content of the book.

"Before the rebellious period, children's understanding of the world and their own behavior standards come from the authority established by their parents. Parents tell their children what things are like, what they can do, and what they can't do. The child accepts the information without reservation."

"But after reaching a certain age, children begin to build self-awareness, and they will start to think, who am I? What do I think the world should be like? And, what do I want to be? People?"

"These questions cannot be answered from parents. Parents will only say, you are a child, and will only tell you what they think the world is like."

"Thus, the children began to explore, no longer accepting the information instilled in them by their parents without reservation ~IndoMTL.com~ and began to try to judge things with their own eyes and understand the world."

"To achieve this, first of all, they must not be trapped by the judgment of their parents. The authority of their parents has invaded the space for their personality growth. When building self-awareness, they must delete some concepts instilled in them by their parents. Only then can you have room to put your own ideas.”

"If you want to break through the concept of your parents, you must first resist the authority. Therefore, the child begins to test, and uses the behavior of rebelling against his parents again and again to try to break through the shackles of other people's thinking and build his own personality. "

"This is why children in the rebellious period are always volatile, extremely irritable, inexplicable, and especially like to fight against their parents."

"In their subconscious mind, they are eager to prove that they are an independent person, not an appendage of their parents. They want to prove that they have unique views on everything, that they have a complete and independent personality. .”

"But in this age group, the vast majority of children cannot live without their parents, and their parents don't think they are independent, so it will lead to very sharp family conflicts."

"Children feel that their parents are oppressing them, that they don't want them to have a complete personality, that their views are outdated, and that they want to brainwash them."

"Parents feel that the child is unreasonable and ungrateful, and is a ruthless white-eyed wolf."

Bruce listened to Jason's analysis in a daze. He seemed to recognize who Jason's analysis came from, and he was very familiar with every pause between the lines.

Thus, Bruce forgot that Jason was in front of him, his own child, not a teacher, and just instinctively asked:

"How to solve it?"