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

Duan Tianhe chuckled.

In the darkness, his laughter was pleasant but also had an indescribable evil feeling.

The elevator shook slowly, and the lights overhead flashed rapidly, then suddenly turned on.

The elevator that was not running started running slowly again, looking trembling like an old man in his twilight years.

But it still worked successfully.

Song Chuyi exclaimed, "Is this good?"

He just said, with him here, how could it be so unlucky!

Song Chuyi looked at Duan Tianhe with a smile, "Now that there's light, you won't have claustrophobia, right?"

Duan Tianhe lowered his eyelashes slightly, wondering if he heard what he said.

After a full two seconds, he seemed to have come to his senses and repeated the sentence.

"Yes, there is light."

He looked up at Song Chuyi, who had already stood up.

The light above his head was a bit dazzling, but it fell just right on Song Chuyi.

It's amazing. He couldn't help but think that the elevator was obviously broken, but it started running again after a short pause.

It's obviously...it's obviously broken, isn't it?

"Why are you still sitting on the ground?" Song Chuyi's voice sounded in the elevator, "Get up quickly, the elevator will be here soon."

Although it runs a bit slowly, the jumping characters still indicate that it is about to reach the first floor.

Duan Tianhe stood up with support on his body. He was a head taller than Song Chuyi, but his seemingly tall figure could not block the light falling on the young man.

It seemed that even the light favored him.

His eyes fell on Song Chuyi and did not move away for a long time.

It wasn't until the elevator door opened and Song Chuyi took the lead to walk out, even looking back at him after taking several steps, that he took steps forward as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Song Chu glanced at it and then looked away.

He kept in mind his current identity, that he was a playmate who was completely unknown to his boss!

Duan Tianhe can't let Duan Tianhe figure out his identity so quickly, otherwise it won't be fun.

He walked out of the community directly, planning to go shopping, such as buying two new clothes.

Because the original person stayed at home and didn't go out, he only had two sets of clothes, both of which were exactly the same short-sleeved shorts. I didn't know but thought he wore the same set every day.

Song Chuyi is restless, and it is impossible for him to stay at home.

This outside is his comfort zone!

Song Chuyi quickly ran to a nearby business district and started shopping. Duan Tianhe followed behind him, only twenty meters away from him.

He saw the boy chatting happily with the aunt who sold clothes, and the aunt even wanted to give him a short-sleeved shirt.

The young man seemed to be a good chatterer, and he could chat with everyone along the way.

No, even the stray cats passing by can have a few words with each other.

Duan Tianhe thought that he was already very shameless, but he didn't expect that the young man was even more shameless than him.

No, that can't be said either.

After all, his shamelessness is based on all kinds of entanglements, and the boy... seems to be able to gain everyone's love without any entanglement.

It's like it should be like this, everything in this world should love him very much.

Duan Tianhe followed Song Chuyi all the way to the lottery station.

Duan Tianhe, who had become aware of his European Emperor status in the past two days, raised his eyebrows slightly. If he were Song Chuyi, he should be able to win a big prize by buying a lottery ticket.

But unexpectedly, Song Chuyi didn't buy a lottery ticket, he just bought two scratch-off tickets.

And he didn't scratch it in public, but walked straight towards him standing at the door.

Duan Tianhe's body collapsed and he felt like his body was getting hot.

He didn't know whether it was because of a guilty conscience or because the light was walking towards him.

Song Chuyi approached with doubts in his eyes, "You've followed me all the way, aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired." Duan Tianhe took out a cigarette and wanted to smoke it, but after looking at the boy opposite him, he just held the cigarette between his index and middle fingers without even lighting it.

"It's safe to follow you."

Song Chuyi couldn't help but laugh, and handed the scratch-off music in his hand to Duan Tianhe.

"For you."

Duan Tianhe was startled and did not reach out to pick it up.

"Give it to me?"

"Yeah." Song Chuyi nodded with a smile, "Calculate the cost of being my bodyguard."

"As for whether you can get it or how much money you can get, I don't know."

It was obviously him who was following him, but in the young man's heart, he became his bodyguard.

Duan Tianhe wanted to laugh, but for some reason he couldn't.

There was even a sour feeling in my heart, and even my eyes felt faintly hot.

"Why don't you suspect that I am a bad person?"

He asked questions that he had never thought of.

"Why should you doubt it?" Song Chuyi asked, taking two scratch tickets into his arms, "I don't have money to treat you to dinner, so these two scratch tickets are bodyguard wages."

He stretched, "I'm going home now."

Duan Tianhe held the two scratch-off tickets and took a deep breath.

"I'll take you back."

He walked ahead of him.

"Since I am a bodyguard, I must escort you home safely, right?"

He seemed afraid of his rejection and didn't even dare to look back at him.

Song Chuyi didn't want to refuse. Anyway, even if he refused, Duan Tianhe would definitely stick to him!

Who makes the villain so unlucky?

Duan Tianhe escorted Song Chuyi back home safely. After watching the door of his room close, he returned home holding the two scratch-off tickets.

The home is a bit empty, with only the super-large sofa in the center showing its unusual presence.

Duan Tianhe walked over and lay down, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his little companion.

【Play? 】

Song Chu replied in a second: [Okay! 】

Duan Tianhe: [Transfer .00 yuan]

【keep it. 】

In the past few days, he had spent a lot of money on his little companion, but he just said that he had no money.

He prefers to believe that this is just an excuse for not wanting to treat him to dinner, rather than that the little companion really has no money.

Such a beautiful young man should not be trapped by poverty.

Duan Tianhe took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and fumbled for a lighter.

With a "click" sound, scarlet flames danced in the air and reflected in the dark pupils.

"Tsk."

He clicked his tongue, turned on the lighter, put the cigarette aside, opened WeChat and dialed Song Chuyi's voice.

The voice picked up quickly, and Song Chuyi's voice came from the phone.

"Hey, boss, do you miss me?"

The natural and even teasing question with a slight smile fell on Duan Tianhe's ears, but it was like a sword, revealing his hidden thoughts.

"miss you."

His throat rolled, and he answered this sentence without even having time to think.

Song Chuyi chuckled, "I miss my boss too!"

[The other party has received the transfer]

Duan Tianhe looked at the WeChat message that popped up and laughed softly.

"Do you miss me? Or do you miss my money?"