novelraw Chapter 231 The invisible enemy
Chapter 231 The invisible enemy
Harley took a long time in the shower, and Damian couldn't bear to wait any longer.
However, he understands that some words must be said in time, otherwise, with Harley's character, she will hold back and torture herself until she gets sick.
Damian leaned against the console of the Batcomputer, his head bowed in thought.After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard the sound of the water stop. After a long dressing time, Harry walked over in small steps, bent over, with his arms folded across his chest, reluctantly.
He looked at himself and understood.
He pulled a chair and sat down. After the visual height difference narrowed, he saw that the girl's expression was obviously relaxed.
Dami waited quietly, and Harry walked slowly to within an arm's length of him, then stopped.
This made him sigh deeply, not because of Harry, but because of the sense of powerlessness.
But Harry shuddered at the sigh.
"Shh - I'm not blaming you." Damian said quickly, he leaned forward, trying to pull Harry over, but suddenly realized that any physical contact and comfort, under the special circumstances at this time It might have the opposite effect.
He could only retreat to a safe distance again, "...what do you need me to do?" He asked softly. "Change your hairstyle? Or lose some muscle?"
"In terms of height, I really can't help it," Damian shook his head and whispered, "His... height is indeed my final height."
This personal pronoun, which both of them had tacitly understood - "he"... Of course Harley knew who it was referring to.
She looked up and asked in surprise, "You... know?"
"I guess." Damian smiled wryly, "Although I'm not as good as my father, I can still be regarded as a detective."
"I'm so sorry, Harry," he twitched his fingers into the hair on his forehead, "I don't know if there's any use in hating my mother now... If there's anything I can help you with, just tell me, I will do it."
"No, it's me who should apologize," Harry wiped away the tears that rolled down his face, "I'm too, too weak..."
"You can't think like this, how could it be your fault." Damian emphasized, "This has nothing to do with whether you are strong or not. This kind of experience... many victims can't come out easily. You are innocent, any No one with a certain amount of sense will blame you."
He wanted to hold her and comfort her, but he doubted any close physical contact would just make her nervous right now.Therefore, he could only clenched his fists, suppressed, and watched his girl cry helplessly.
The only thing he can do is pass tissues.
"Your hairstyles are different..." Harry wiped his face, holding back tears, "I don't want you to lose weight just for me, every inch of your muscles are built for fighting, I will never forgive myself if...you get hurt in battle with weakened muscles for this little thing. Please don't do it."
"I-I'm going to see a therapist," said Harley.
"No, I don't want you to do it for me..." Damian shook his head resolutely, "It's not a disease..."
"Do you think it's my fault?" he asked softly.
"Of course not!" Harry hastily denied.
"I promise you, I won't take the responsibility on myself; similarly, don't blame yourself, okay?"
Harry hesitated, then nodded.
"About the night watch, do you want my father to replace me?"
However, when Damian wears the Batsuit, it just makes Harley feel at ease, because that symbol and image represent safety.
So she shook her head, "There are not a few night patrols left before school starts, no need, I promise it won't affect our work."
"Okay, during the night watch, you and I are just Robin and Batman. I also promise not to treat you any differently because of this matter," Damian said, "As for the relationship between us, it depends on you." Come at the rhythm. It’s okay, I can wait.”
Then he lowered his head and hid his wry smile, "Think about happy things - you will start school soon, and you won't have to face me for at least half a year."
Harry pursed her lips. She didn't want to lie to Damian, but she was really looking forward to the start of school... This was the first time she had thought of it.
"Okay, go to sleep and have a good dream." Damian got up, originally just wanting to show his concern, he kissed the girl's cheek lightly and shallowly, without any cum.
He always felt that it would be too cold to completely cut off all physical contact immediately?A kiss on the cheek, very ordinary and neutral.
But because of his action... Harley was going to throw up.
She rushed to the bathroom in the cave, vomiting blackly.
Damian leaned against the door of the bathroom, staring feebly at the stalactites above the Batcave, his eyes were not focused.
He heard Harry struggle to turn on the water, trying to drown out her constant nausea.
Now there is one more taboo behavior that needs to be kept in mind - apart from not being able to hug her, not touching her neck, not even kissing her on the cheek.
He had an urge to fly to the headquarters of the League of Assassins right now, torture the clone, and ask him what he did to Harley back then.
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At dinner the next day, even Bruce and Alfred could see something was wrong with the two kids.
How could a detective, a spy, miss the tense shoulders and neck posture of the girl from time to time?And these tensions happened when Damian was approaching or passing by.
Bruce thought he knew his son well enough, but he had never seen Damian so depressed and powerless—he was always proud and fearless.No one, not even Superman, can get into his eyes.
It took a few minutes for Harry to leave after finishing his meal before Bruce turned to his irritable son.
"Want to explain?"
Damian sighed, and looked at Ah Fu who was pouring water for his father, pretending not to listen, but actually pricked up his ears.
"I'm going to be 19 years old," he said honestly: "The clone was also 19 back then. Unfortunately, I look exactly like him." ?
"So, for Harley, being with me means that she has to face the person who almost raped her back then every day." Damian gave up the vegetable salad that he could no longer eat, "maybe here Before, Harley could tell the two of us apart - there was a slight difference in height and build. But now...she's only at ease when I'm in my Batman costume and I'm on the night watch with me." Dami Ann said helplessly.
This time he encountered an invisible and powerful enemy, the first enemy that made him helpless-who can defeat a piece of memory and shadow?
Not even the father.He's been battling that alley tragedy all his life since he was 8 years old, and even being Batman can't heal him completely.
Memory is the ultimate disembodied enemy, leaving you with nowhere to go.You can only hope for the mysterious power of time, but the effect of time is two-sided. On the one hand, it may dilute the pain; or, it may make everything worse.
Alfred has been standing at the table for a long time with the soda bottle in hand, and Bruce knows that Alfred must be blaming himself, just like he is doing now-anything bad happens to the child, like Alfred Responsible parents must feel double or even triple the pain.
Bruce understands Harry's reaction, it's only human.Just like when Damian died that year, when he saw that the face on the tall murderer's neck was actually his son's... He suddenly couldn't do anything.Even if you know that what you see is deceptive and false, some feelings cannot be controlled by reason.
"I don't know what to do," Damian covered his face. "After two years, maybe when I grow up, Harley will be able to distinguish me from that clone again."
"Maybe Leslie can refer you to a professional psychiatrist..." Bruce said.
Damian immediately objected, "Don't find a psychiatrist for her, it's not a disease!"
"It's not only 'mental illness' that needs to see a psychiatrist." Bruce said patiently: "Going to a psychiatrist for help is to make your life better and make your whole person more complete. It doesn't mean you're sick."
Although he said so, Bruce understood that he was not a good role model on this issue at all, and he was never willing to take the initiative to talk to a psychiatrist.It's rare that Ah Fu didn't tactfully satirize him this time... This can also be seen from the side, how painful Ah Fu is now...
"If left unchecked, this complex may affect her future life and happiness." Bruce said, "It's not for you, Damian, to send Harley to see a psychiatrist."
Damian bowed his head in silence for a while, thinking.
"It depends on her wishes." He finally said: "Only when she asks you for this request, you go to a psychiatrist and don't suggest her... With Harley's character, as long as you suggest, she will go to see a psychiatrist." Do it, even if she doesn't really want to. She'll think she's bothering you."
Bruce looked up, looked at Ah Fu, and after getting his nod, he agreed to Damian.
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Damian no longer knows how to get the right distance with Harry.
Just like now, he is sitting in the driver's seat, watching parents and students kissing farewell in the station not far away, what identity and gesture should he use to bid farewell to the silent Harley in the passenger seat?
The girl's scarf was loose, and he didn't dare to reach out to tie it on for her.
The author has something to say:
*Beijing is going to be so hot...
*As for a psychiatrist, although I have never seen one, I personally feel that it is necessary to have a correct mentality and not avoid it.There was a classmate of mine in high school who was under too much pressure to study for exams. His mother took him to see a psychiatrist.According to him, the improvement is quite obvious.
*The second update comes out before 24:[-], and it is in the difficult codeword.