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

Song Chuyi shuddered.

Lin Xu deserves to be a villain!

He doesn't kill people, he just makes people commit suicide.

Even those who are rich will eventually be unable to withstand these high fees and jump down.

Lin Xu never wanted to live from the beginning. He just wanted to take revenge on the world in a way that was almost suicidal.

Song Chu took a sip of pearls and chewed them.

"It seems like there's a big problem."

He muttered.

The tasks in this world are more difficult than he imagined.

Fortunately, the timing of his arrival was still early, so there should still be hope?

Song Chuyi picked up the milk tea and walked out.

This milk tea is a little sweet, as if a lot of saccharin has been added.

He didn't like the smell very much, so he wanted to find a trash can to throw it away.

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

Song Chuyi fell into deep thought. He couldn't throw it on the ground, right?

"Brother, are you looking for the trash can?" A timid child's voice sounded in his ears.

Song Chuyi looked around and saw no one.

"Brother, I'm here."

A pair of thin black hands waved in front of him.

Song Chuyi lowered his head and saw a child standing in front of him, no higher than his knees.

The child was dark and thin, and only his eyes were bright, looking at the milk tea in his hand with some longing.

Song Chu nodded, "I'm looking for the trash can."

The child's eyes brightened even more, "Brother, I can help you throw it."

"No." Song Chuyi handed the child two sips of milk tea and patted his head, "Thank you."

He took out a dollar and put it in the child's hand, "travel expenses."

The child was stunned, obviously not expecting the beautiful big brother in front of him to do this.

He waved his hand quickly, "I don't want it."

"I volunteered, thank you big brother!"

After he finished speaking, he bowed and ran away quickly.

Song Chuyi held the one-dollar coin in his hand and tossed it.

The coin quickly fell into his palm, literally.

"Sure enough, there is some trouble." He murmured, put away the coins, and turned around to enter the mall.

The child ran home with milk tea in his arms.

"Second sister, we have milk tea to drink!"

The dark and thin girl came out of the kitchen, "Where did it come from?"

"Did you steal it?"

The child shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, a beautiful big brother gave it to me."

He ran to the kitchen, took out two small bowls, and poured about two mouthfuls of milk tea into the small bowls.

"Second sister, please try it quickly."

The girl hasn't had milk tea for a long time. The last time the two families shared a cup was when her eldest brother got married.

Everyone can only take a small sip, and she still remembers the sweet taste.

She swallowed her saliva, picked up the small bowl and took a sip. There was a soft pearl in it.

She bit it tentatively and found it a little chewy, but very delicious!

Her eyes lit up, "Let's put it aside for now, and we'll drink together when my elder brother and sister-in-law come back in the evening."

"Yeah!" The child nodded heavily.

He picked up his small bowl and took a sip, the sweet taste spreading in his mouth.

He couldn't help but think that it would be great if he could meet that beautiful big brother again.

He will definitely tell him that this is the best sweet water he has ever drunk.

----

Dusk is approaching and Song Chuyi has not come back yet.

Lin Xu was sitting in a wheelchair with a laptop on his lap. A series of complex numbers on the screen kept popping up and then disappearing quickly.

He processed the information skillfully, only looking up from time to time.

It wasn't until he finished dealing with today's matters that he frowned and murmured: "Did you run away?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the big iron door was opened.

"Lin Xu, I'm back!"

Enthusiastic voices came from outside.

Lin Xu sneered, "You still know how to come back?"

"I will definitely come back." Song Chuyi walked in carrying large and small bags, "I spent all five thousand today."

He put down his things, walked quickly to Lin Xu, and squatted down.

"Husband, is our family allowed to overdraft pocket money?"

Lin Xu:......

"What did you buy?" he couldn't help but ask.

"I bought some seeds and some snacks."

Song Chuyi put his hands on Lin Xu's knees, leaned his chin over, and placed it on the back of his hands.

He looked up at Lin Xu with a resentful expression.

“Snacks are so expensive.”

"Also, the road outside is so difficult to walk. My legs hurt."

"Can you rub it for me?"

Lin Xu couldn't understand Song Chuyi.

He even thought the man was sick.

How can anyone ask a person with disabled legs to help rub his legs?

Don’t you know this is a taboo for disabled people?

Or is this his new way of insulting people?

It is much better than those methods in previous lives.

Lin Xu sneered, "Knead it yourself."

"Oh, okay." Song Chuyi said wiltedly, "I even bought you a gift."

"A gift?" Lin Xu's eyes flashed slightly, and he became interested, "What gift?"

Song Chuyi rummaged through the bag next to him and pulled out a shower head.

"this one."

"With this shower head, watering is very convenient."

Lin Xu: Haha.

He controlled the wheelchair and walked in, completely ignoring Song Chuyi who was still supporting his knees.

As soon as he withdrew like this, Song Chuyi almost fell to the ground without any support. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and stabilized his body.

After standing up, Song Chuyi picked up two large bags and went into the kitchen to tidy them up.

The night was getting deeper, and Lin Xu had already lied down on the bed to rest.

The bedroom was empty, even a little deserted.

The temperature in the mountains was very low. He only covered himself with a quilt and put his hands outside.

Wearing only a thin pajamas, his hands were a little cold from the cold.

Even a dull ache.

Even so, he did not put his hands into the quilt, but endured the waves of pain in an almost masochistic way.

Suddenly, a fire lit up from outside.

Lin Xu frowned, fire... did Song Chuyi want to burn him to death?

He propped up his body and moved to the wheelchair, his fingertips tense and his eyes dark.

Not long after, Song Chuyi walked in carrying a basin of charcoal fire.

The charcoal fire made a subtle crackling sound, which seemed abrupt in the quiet room.

"I burned a pot of charcoal fire for you." Song Chuyi placed the charcoal fire near the bed, but also some distance away.

He walked to the window again and opened it a little more.

"This will keep the room warmer."

He looked back at Lin Xu and let out a light sigh when he found that he was sitting in a wheelchair.

"Why aren't you lying down?"

"You want to go to the toilet?"

Lin Xu didn't expect that he would actually bring the charcoal fire and open the window.

He didn't seem to have any intention of killing him.

But all the things from his past life came to mind, making him regain his consciousness.

"Don't think that if you please me I will give you an overdraft pocket money."

Song Chuyi's body was slightly stiff, and there were tears at the end of his eyes, looking pitiful.

"Really not?"

He raised his hand, separated his index finger and thumb a little, and his voice was soft, pitiful and aggrieved.

"Is it okay to just overdraw a little?"