If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Shen Han's fingertips trembled.

Suddenly he laughed, the laughter was low and almost inaudible.

"Chen Han, Shen Han, what should we eat?"

Song Chuyi's voice interrupted the trembling in Shen Han's heart, and he slowly raised his head to look at him.

Under dusk, there seemed to be blood.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I can do whatever you want. I'll eat whatever you want."

The two of them walked outside and gradually walked away.

The shadows were very long and seemed to be vaguely intertwined.

Song Chuyi had a beautiful meal with Shen Han and then followed him back to the manor.

The manor was brightly lit, but there were not many people in sight.

It was said that the second son of the Shen family was admitted to the Department of Suppressing Evil. The entire Shen family was celebrating him, except Shen Han who was not invited.

There was laughter and laughter not far away, but Shen Han's side was quiet and cold, with no sense of existence.

The manor was very large, but Shen Han was placed in a small bungalow near the back door. It was like an inconspicuous weed on a beautiful painting. It existed, but its presence and absence had no impact on the entire painting.

Song Chuyi followed him back to his bedroom. The bedroom was quite bright and warm, and he had made it clean and tidy. If it were an ordinary family, this would be a good environment.

But the Shen family is no ordinary family.

The Shen family is the head of the four wealthy families, and it can even be said that it covers the whole Lincheng with one hand, so the "not bad" in front of them can only be called shabby.

Song Chuyi crossed his legs and looked at Shen Han. When he saw him reading a book with an expressionless face, he curiously asked, "Do you know they are celebrating your second brother?"

Shen Han nodded.

"Then why didn't they invite you?" Song Chuyi asked, "How can you be considered the father of Shen's father?"

Shen Han shook his head.

Song Chuyi:...

He really talks less.

No, you have to find a way to get him to talk more!

Song Chuyi came closer and slapped the book he was reading.

"What's so good about the book? Look at me."

Being so close, Shen Han could even see the tiny fuzz on the young man's face.

The Creator is partial and has not given the slightest flaw to this face.

Just being close is enough to make your heart beat faster.

Shen Han slowly lowered his eyes, "I'm going to sleep, do you want to go back to the card?"

"I won't return the card." He gently tugged on Shen Han's sleeve, "It's so dark in the card. I don't want to go back, okay?"

When he goes back, he won't be able to eat melons and won't be able to see what weird things humans in this world can summon.

Shen Han was silent for a full minute before whispering: "Okay, if you want to go out to play, you must wear a mask."

"Okay, okay, hey, I'll stay with you, you can sleep peacefully!" Song Chuyi agreed without hesitation.

The night got deeper and Shen Han fell asleep.

Song Chu, who didn't need to sleep and couldn't sleep, saw that he was asleep and quietly left the bedroom.

What he didn't know was that after he left, Shen Han, who was supposed to be sleeping, opened his eyes.

His pupils were dark, and there was no light at all.

Song Chuyi walked around the manor and found that those celebrating the second son of the Shen family had dispersed.

The lights dimmed and the peace of the past was restored.

It's a pity, because the banquet is a good place to get information.

Song Chuyi, who was bored, randomly picked a road and walked, and unknowingly came to a sea of ​​flowers in full bloom with roses.

"who?"

A vigilant voice sounded.

Song Chuyi looked around and saw a man in a black suit standing in front of the sea of ​​flowers, looking wary.

He took two steps forward and greeted warmly.

"Hello, I am Song Chuyi, from Shen Han."

"Chen Han..." the man murmured, "Ninth brother?"

Song Chuyi moved his ears and actually called Shen Han his ninth brother?

So, the man in front of me is Shen Han's brother?

I just don’t know which brother it is.

Shen's father had nine children in total, five boys and four girls, but Shen Han was the youngest and least significant.

Thinking of this, Song Chuyi took two steps forward.

"Are you Shen Han's brother?"

The man said "hmm" and said again, "I am his second brother Shen Shu."

Shen Shu? Isn't that the protagonist of tonight's celebration party?

The banquet is over, what is Shen Shu doing in front of this sea of ​​flowers?

Song Chuyi took a few steps forward, and the wind blew up the hem of his clothes and stirred his hair.

He wore a mask on his face, which completely covered his beautiful face, leaving only a pair of star-like eyes exposed.

Shen Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but have a doubt in his heart.

When did his ninth brother have friends?

But he knew too little about Shen Han. His ninth brother never participated in the affairs of the Shen family and rarely spoke out.

The doctor said that he has autism, rarely speaks, is immersed in his own world, and is unwilling to step out and see.

At first, my father still had hope, but then he gave up for unknown reasons.

Ninth Brother's presence in the family has decreased since then, so low that it seems that this person no longer exists in the Shen family.

If the masked young man in front of him hadn't mentioned it, he would have even forgotten the existence of his ninth brother.

Shen Shu frowned and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Song Chu, who was opposite him, saw his contemplative expression and coughed lightly, bringing the other person back from his distant thoughts.

"Brother Shen, congratulations on being admitted to the Evil Suppression Department."

"My Shen Han is not feeling well today, so he is not here, but he has prepared a gift."

Shen Shu's face showed obvious surprise, "What's wrong with his body?"

"It's just...an old problem." Song Chuyi said vaguely.

Shen Shu did not expose the boy's lie, "Your body is important. I received his congratulations."

"Tell him thank you for me."

"Yeah!" Song Chu nodded repeatedly, "Brother Shen, do you think Shen Han can be admitted to the Evil Suppression Department?"

To be able to allow the Shen family to hold such a big banquet to congratulate Shen Shu, this evil-suppressing department must be very powerful.

Could this be Shen Han's wish?

Shen Shu was silent for two seconds and organized his words, "The Suppression of Evil Department only recruits one person from all over the world a year."

"So powerful." Song Chu's eyes lit up. Shen Han would definitely want to join such a powerful unit!

Ninety percent of his wish is this!

Great, the goal is determined!

"Brother Shen, add your contact information!"

Song Chuyi took the mobile phone he received from Shen Han and added each other's contact information with Shen Shu.

Of course, Shen Shu added Shen Han's WeChat account.

These two are obviously brothers, but they don't even have a WeChat account. It can only be said that the family relationship is weak.

"Brother Shen, please tell me more specifically what kind of strength is needed to be admitted to the Evil Suppression Department."

Song Chuyi took a small notebook and started to memorize it.

Shen Shu didn't know what he was thinking, but he actually told Song Chuyi.

Shen Shu didn't react until Song Chuyi left with satisfaction at dawn.

Did he actually tell that strange boy?

But no matter what, the Suppression of Evil Division cannot be entered based on strength alone.