Si Chengyou's hand was placed on his own thigh, his index finger rhythmically tapping lightly.
After hearing what Shen Yue said, he stopped the small movement and said to Shen Yue, "Do you know what you're talking about?"
Shen Yue really wanted to roll his eyes. Si Chengyou's habit of liking to speak in riddles had been cultivated so early, "You knowing what I'm talking about is enough."
Si Chengyou was silent again.
Not long after Shen Yue came in, but Si Chengyou had been led around by the nose by Shen Yue the whole time.
Si Chengyou hadn't felt this feeling in a long time.
Most importantly, what Shen Yue was doing was clearly the means he had always used himself.
From the very beginning, there was a sense of familiarity about Shen Yue. Originally, Si Chengyou was still a little confused, but now he finally understood.
Shen Yue was like another him.
Every move, every word and deed, including the means of calculating people and breaking through the psychological defenses of others, were exactly the same as his own. He had never seen Shen Yue before, but Shen Yue's way of doing things was so similar to his own, and she also knew his weakness, so there was only one possibility.
Si Chengyou straightened his back. Even while sitting, there was no hint of relaxation at all, "That’s what I said."
Shen Yue saw that Si Chengyou had understood and there was a smile in his eyes. As expected, it was convenient to speak with smart people.
Shen Yue suddenly had a bold idea. He didn't talk about the main issue directly, but said something else instead, "You said you wanted to be a hero and that you liked heroes since you were young."
After hearing these words, Si Chengyou’s body stiffened for a moment, then his ears began to turn red uncontrollably.
Shen Yue calmly took out his phone and clicked to capture Si Chengyou’s socially awkward moment, even giving his ears a close-up shot.
Fun.
Shen Yue finally knew why he always liked to bully Si Chengyou in his memories.
Usually serious people would perform uniquely even when their defenses were broken or when socially awkward, and he would think of a hundred ways to cover up.
Watching his cover-up methods was also quite interesting.
For example, now Si Chengyou reacted very quickly and began to pretend, "Since you know the password, why didn't you say it at the beginning."
Shen Yue mercilessly poked a hole in his excuse, "Are you not clear whether it’s a password yourself? If I had said this to you the first day, I would only look like a neurotic."
Si Chengyou was silent again, this was indeed true.
He touched his ears. The temperature on his ears was clearly reminding Si Chengyou of his loss of composure in front of Shen Yue just now, and it had also been captured as evidence.
He paused for a while before putting his face back on again, "Delete the photo."
Shen Yue directly dragged the photo into the encrypted file folder on his phone, "Don't worry, I won't upload it to the Internet, just keep it to look at myself."
"No."
"Why not?"
"The risk is too great, delete it."
"I don’t want to."
"You must delete it."
"Reason?"
"My identity is special and needs to be kept secret."
"Then I'll send it to you and you can save it for me."
After thinking about it for a while, Si Chengyou felt that this plan would also work. The two finally reached an agreement.
At this time, the almost confrontational atmosphere from before was gone, and the two even exchanged contact details with each other.
Shen Yue used the number Si Chengyou had given him to look him up and found a WeChat account with a cute and lovely American Shorthair cat as the profile picture.
A cat?
Shen Yue held up the picture to ask Si Chengyou, "Big brother Si, is this you?"
Si Chengyou looked up at it and nodded, "Yes, this is my private number. You can contact me with this."
Shen Yue also nodded. "But why do I need to contact you?"
Si Chengyou: ......
"I've saved the photo. You delete the one on your phone."
"Oh."
Si Chengyou stared at Shen Yue until he had deleted it. When there were no other accidents, he sat down in front of Shen Yue again and brought the topic back to the main point from the beginning, "You asked me to save Shen Hui. Why? Shen Hui is dangerous, you should know."
Shen Yue asked back, "You've been to our house these two days. Do you think Huihui is dangerous? Is there any difference from what you remember?"
When Si Chengyou heard that Shen Yue also knew about the memories, he knew that the transmission time must have been when Shen Yue was 12 years old.
And he also knew his weakness. So was it himself who let Shen Yue come back?
Why would he let a child five years younger than himself come back? What was so special about Shen Yue?
This question had just slightly emerged in Si Chengyou's mind when he had already arrived at the answer.
Shen Yue had given that demon-like Shen Hui a human touch.
Although Si Chengyou was unwilling to admit it, he had to admit that the Shen Hui he had seen in the Shen family these past two days was different from the Shen Hui who would later stir up world events.
"She is indeed different." Si Chengyou paused before continuing, "But she doesn't seem to need saving either."
He had personally experienced Shen Hui’s capabilities countless times.
Shen Yue shook his head and began to tell Si Chengyou about Shen Hui being used as a human experiment subject for brain development.
"If you want to save someone, you can't just look at the surface. You have to resolve the root cause of what made Huihui become like that."
After finishing speaking, Shen Yue added another sentence, "This is still what you taught me."
