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

Song Chuyi stood up, picked up the coat thrown aside and put it on.

The campus was a bit cold at night, and the cold wind gave me goose bumps.

The street lamps on both sides of the road emit faint light, which can neither illuminate the road ahead nor lengthen people's shadows.

Song Chuyi took a long step forward.

There was no one around and it was silent.

It is so quiet here that even the wind seems to have a concrete sound.

It was the rustling sound of clothes being lifted up, and the rustling sound of hair being ruffled.

Since it is a carnival day, it is also a hunt of the weak against the strong.

Since he was the last in the school, on the carnival day, he would be the strongest person that no one could shake.

His goals are also clear.

Zhong An.

A bell rang in the distance. Song Chuyi looked in the direction of the sound and determined the direction.

After walking for a few minutes, a crowd of people came.

Everyone was silent, staring at Zhong An who was tied to the cross with numb and fanatical eyes.

The cross represents judgment.

They are trying Zhong An.

Perhaps knowing that Song Chuyi was coming, the crowd automatically parted ways and made way for him.

Song Chuyi put one hand in his pocket and walked on the road that seemed to be paved with a red carpet.

The crowd was silent.

On the cross, Zhong An lowered his head and his expression could not be seen clearly.

As Song Chuyi walked forward, it seemed that an invisible black mist was dragging him backwards.

There was a devilish voice bewitching my ears.

"He bullied you like that, you should kill him."

"He deserves to die. I don't know how many lives he has on his hands."

"Burn him to death with fire."

"Yes, burn him to death!"

"You have supreme power, and you get what you want."

…………

These human desires, these human greed, anger, ignorance and stupidity poured into the black fog and pulled him down.

Song Chuyi did not stop, as if he did not feel the pull behind him, with a smile in his eyes.

What does human emotion have to do with a coffee tree?

He won't stop there.

The black fog seemed to have sensed his determination and its strength gradually weakened.

Gradually, it seemed to disappear.

But at a certain moment, the pulling force suddenly increased.

It seemed to want to take him down in one fell swoop when he let his guard down.

But, there was no pulling.

This transfer student from outside was more determined than it had imagined.

You also need to not be disturbed by external things.

Finally, Black Mist was defeated.

The crowd gradually disappeared.

Only Zhong An, hanging on the cross, faced Song Chuyi's judgment.

Zhong An slowly raised his head, dark mist surging in his eyes.

He seemed like he didn't know Song Chu, hatred and murderous intent intertwined on his face.

Song Chuyi stood one meter away from him.

"Zhong An."

He called his name.

"Are you in love with me?"

Still the same problem.

Zhong An looked at him, but it seemed as if he was not looking at him.

Silence spreads.

Song Chuyi blinked gently, "It's still early before dawn, let's play a game."

Zhong An finally responded.

"what?"

The sound was like an old bellows, hoarse and unbearable.

"Brain teaser." Song Chuyi said.

"There are three cups of coffee in front of Xiao An. I drink one cup. How many cups are left?"

Zhong An was silent for half a second, "Three cups."

"Wow~" Song Chuyi clapped his hands, "You are very smart, you got it right, there are still three cups left."

He took a small step forward and asked again:

"There are six cups of coffee in front of Xiao An. What will happen if I drink all six cups?"

Zhong An: "Go to the bathroom."

"No." Song Chuyi corrected, "I won't be able to sleep!"

He put his hands on his hips and spoke with confidence.

"I don't need to go to the bathroom."

Although coffee is a diuretic, what toilet can a coffee tree go to? It just needs to get some sun.

Zhong An seemed to have lost his patience with such brain teasers, and black mist surged around his body.

"You can kill me if you want."

"No, no, no." Song Chuyi shook his head, "I won't kill you."

He took a step forward, stood on tiptoe slightly, and kissed his Adam's apple.

"I told you at the summary meeting, don't be too harsh."

"You won't listen."

"It's carnival day now. Since you've tied yourself up, wouldn't it be a waste of your kindness if I don't do something?"

Song Chuyi chuckled and bit his neck lightly.

"Are you ready, Xiao An?"

Zhong An's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he said nothing.

Song Chuyi chuckled, fumbled in his pants and took out his cell phone.

After unlocking it with his fingerprint, he clicked on it and saw that in addition to the seedling cultivation APP, there were indeed other software.

He opened a video app and searched for "melodramatic domineering boss drama".

Then he took out a projector from somewhere and projected the video.

Click on the first episode——[Return to the Country].

Well... Zhong An doesn’t have a membership, so there is a three-minute long advertisement.

Taking advantage of this time, Song Chuyi quickly pulled a chair and a table, and ran to the small supermarket next door to get some snacks.

He also poured himself a glass of iced Coke.

After the commercial, the official episode begins.

Then Zhong An saw:

[My ex-wife brought three children with her when she returned to China. These three children look exactly like me? ]

【I'll give you 10 million, and you'll leave my son. 】

【It turns out that I am the substitute of my dead brother. 】

…………

There were many heart-wrenching scenes, framed people and imprisoned people, and disabled people due to car accidents, but in the end, the two of them were together.

Zhong An: ...

After watching this one, Song Chuyi switched to another melodrama.

Another three-minute long ad.

Song Chuyi cracked melon seeds and turned to look at Zhong An, "Do you want to eat?"

Zhong An: ...

"No." His voice returned to normal, with a hint of sexy coldness.

Song Chuyi didn't hesitate and started eating again.

"If you have money, buy a membership."

"Let me see. It's 9.9 for a continuous monthly subscription. That's it."

"But you have to remember to cancel the automatic renewal, otherwise it will be a waste of money if you don't watch it."

Zhong An: ...

After saying these two sentences and there was a one-minute commercial, Song Chuyi started eating potato chips again.

"These dramas are quite good. Let me take a look at the plot this time."

"This time it's a real fake young master! This is so cool, this is so cool."

"You must watch carefully in a moment, I promise you will be thrilled!"

As they were talking, the plot began.

Episode 1——[The real young master recognizes his relatives].

Then Zhong An saw:

[The real young master recognized his rich family and the fake young master was afraid that the rich parents would drive him away, so he pretended to be pitiful but was slapped in the face by the real young master.]

The sound of Song Chuyi eating melons could still be heard in my ears.

"The real young master slaps the fake young master in the face!"

[The fake young master was driven out of the rich family and returned to the poor family. His gambling father, weak mother, and young brother all needed the fake young master to raise them.]

"The fake young master is about to start the difficult mode."

[The fake young master was unwilling to give in, and framed the real young master, but was pinned down on the bed.]

"Hmm? Wait, this plot development..."

"No, no! The real and fake young master...how come the real and fake young master are together?"

Zhong An: ...