Listening to Shen Zifan's warm words, Sen stared at Shen Zifan silently. A drop of crystal light flashed across the corner of his eyes, and then the green leaves and branches in the entire building were swaying without wind. They were happy, as if playing an ancient hymn.

In other words, Shen Zifan's words were like a gentle breeze that touched them and gently brushed over the devastated and devastated lonely heart.

I don’t know how many years have passed, but no one has ever said he would stand by his side.

Sen is the most unique existence in the world. Even the Dragon King has twins, but Sen is alone from beginning to end.

He is the loneliest person in the world. He has been lonely for thousands of years. Until now, Shen Zifan said this to him.

Shen Zifan smiled warmly at Sen. He was never stingy with giving kindness to those close to him. Even the cats in the alley that were timid and afraid of life were willing to get close to Shen Zifan. Under his lonely appearance, the purest warm sun was hidden. For him, Sen was the existence he deserved to be close to.

"By the way, from your tone, you seem to know what the girl in the coffin is. Is she the one you know?" Shen Zifan asked in Chaosen.

"Yes, I know her, that's a long time ago." Sen nodded softly.

What Shen Zifan didn't know was that the ancient history that had spanned thousands of years of time a long time ago, and it was a dusty past.

In the ancient times, the girl with white hair and golden eyes searched hard, and finally she found a towering tree. She borrowed ancient trees from the big tree, and sealed herself in the long river of time in order to build a wooden hall for herself.

Because she is too powerful, only the wooden hall built by the towering tree can suppress her power and put her into endless sleep.

She sank herself into the sea and drifted with the flow. She was waiting for the destined person, the one who could truly awaken her.

For this reason, she sealed her own strength and blocked her consciousness, and she rose and fell in the ever-changing changes of the world. Now people accidentally discovered this wooden house in the Japanese trench and salvaged it.

Few people know the origin of this mysterious girl with white hair and golden eyes, and Sen will not take the initiative to mention this dusty past to Shen Zifan. Since the gear of fate has been turned to this node, Shen Zifan will go soon. Then, letting him uncover the mysterious veil step by step from the perspective of an unknown person is the best arrangement.

Shen Zifan seemed to understand Sen’s meaning, and he grinned and said, “Okay, I won’t ask if you have any story with her. After all, it’s my own task. It’s my own mission to keep a little mystery and expectation to be interesting!”

"You're grown up." Sen said in a tone full of relief.

"Hey, hey, don't talk to me in this tone, it's like an elderly elder coaxing a child who just learned to be sensible!" Shen Zifan complained dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, I get it." Sen said with a hint of doting tone, "We have some time to tell me about your mission."

"Okay." Shen Zifan began to tell the trip to New York between him, Chu Zihang and Wright, from the Empire State Building to Apartment 24 Madison Avenue, and finally to the Presbyterian Hospital. Shen Zifan told Sen without reservation, and Sen listened quietly without missing a word.

In the Scarecrow mission in New York, Shen Zifan had many highlights. In the villa at 24 Madison Avenue, Shen Zifan inferred the relationship between the villa's hostess and the scarecrow's lover, and learned the truth about the mistress's pregnancy. In the Presbyterian Hospital, Shen Zifan used his own Spirit and Jietong to explore the hidden bombs in the house and the explosion in a few seconds before pushing into the surgical clinic, and he escaped. In the battle with the Scarecrow, Shen Zifan burst out all his strength like never before, defeating the mastermind behind the scenes that caused tragedies in New York, the powerful Vice President Ferdinand.

Shen Zifan smiled and told Sen that he had no hiding even his serious injury and loss, but Shen Zifan always deliberately avoided two topics in the narrative that he was unwilling to think about carefully.

The death of little Anthony and the grief of Mrs. Diana.

"Actually you are very sad, right?" Sen looked at Shen Zifan, who was dancing and describing the battle with Vice President Ferdinand. When he heard Sen's sudden words, the latter's movements paused for a moment.

"I'm not sad, what's there to be sad about?"

"I am the winner of the murderer Scarecrow. Although the citizens of New York don't know what I'm named or where I am from, they all say that those who defeated Scarecrow must be a great hero. You know, foreign countries believe in heroism the most. During the days when I was hospitalized, the newspapers were full of cheers for the heroes who defeated Scarecrow."

"The freshmen in the academy also admire me. Chu Zihang and I are the only two people who have conducted war practice classes in advance. Moreover, our war practice classes face such strong opponents, high tasks, and we completed so well. Do you know that the guy who I don't remember his name sent me an email asking me if I want to be the president of the freshman association..." Shen Zifan talked endlessly.

"You can hide it from everyone, but in fact you can't hide it from me. Although you hide it very well, I can see the loneliness in your eyes, you are sad, and you are blaming yourself." Sen stared at Shen Zifan's eyes like that, and the extremely penetrating eyes seemed to be about to look straight through his eyes and look directly at his soul.

"You clearly feel that you can save the child with your hand, but you missed it. You blame yourself every day." Sen said in one sentence that Shen Zifan had not mentioned the deepest hidden pain. "You have been an orphan since you were a child, and children have always been your bottom line. This is why you hate the scarecrow who has used children so much, and why you are so uneasy. You blame yourself for Anthony's death..."

"But I could have saved him at that time..." Shen Zifan lost the high-interested look. He hung his head and spoke very tired.

"Shen Zifan, this is not your fault. As you said at the time, even if you stopped Anthony and your executive commissioner at that time, what about after that? He was already a dead person targeted by the scarecrow. Even if you saved him at that time, he would die that night, and Mrs. Diana and his husband who was the deputy police officer in the police station would also be dead." Sen squatted down, looked up from the bottom, and looked at Shen Zifan's depressed eyes.

"Are you crying?"

"You are lying to me." Shen Zifan shook his head, obviously not believing Sen's words.
Chapter completed!