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If you were to ask Shen Yuan how he ended up with a god in his living room, sitting on his couch wrapped in a blanket watching a terribly written soap opera, he would tell you he had no clue.
But it probably all started when his sister pulled out the ouija board.
“C’mon you guys! Mom and dad are out of town, so they’ll never find out!”
“Hell no. I’m not going near that thing. I’ve seen enough of those 3 AM challenges to know how these things go,” Shen Chao, the second eldest son replied, immediately getting up to leave.
“Chao-ge please! You know all the videos were fake!” Shen Bai argued, having been tricked her whole childhood by her older siblings with videos like that.
“What harm could it be? It’s all fake anyway. A-Yuan’s gonna move the piece to scare us and that’ll be the end of it,” Shen Hao, the oldest son, said with a grin, scooting in to open up the box.
“When you get cursed don’t come crying to me,” Shen Yuan smirked back, helping set the game up.
“You guys are crazy. Stupid, even.”
“So you coming?”
“Duh.”
So Shen Chao took back his seat, the four siblings ready to make dumb decisions while unsupervised. Per usual.
“So who’s getting possessed first?” Shen Bai asked before they started the game.
“You,” Shen Hao laughed.
“I think it’ll be Chao-ge!” She humphed. “They can smell fear.”
“A-Bai, that face you’re making is exactly why you don’t have a boyfriend,” Shen Chao shot back.
“Maybe they’ll get possessed by two ghosts who want to kill each other,” Shen Yuan through out there.
“No, they’ll probably just pretend so they have an excuse to go for each other’s throats,” Shen Hao decided.
“Can we just play!?”
“Of course, your highness,” Shen Chao snickered, putting his finger on the ouija board.
The other three Shen children followed his lead, all putting their fingers on the pointer—planchette the box said.
“What should be ask?” Shen Yuan questioned when the four fell into an awkward silence.
“Uh, how about if anyone is even here?” Shen Bai suggested.
“Alright. Is anyone here with us?” Shen Hao asked the board.
It took a second, but the pointer started to move.
Towards yes.
“Okay, we’re getting somewhere!” Shen Bai exclaimed happily as the pointer landed on the word ‘yes.’
“Are you a male or female?” Shen Chao asked this time.
“Are you trying to hit on a ghost?” Shen Hao questioned in a disapproving tone.
“Excuse me!? I’m just asking! That’s a completely logical question here!” Shen Chao defended.
“Sure, whatever you say,” Shen Yuan joked.
The pointer moved around for an another few seconds, spelling out a word.
G
I
R
L
Okay, they’re a girl.
“Did you die a long time ago?” Shen Bai asked.
Once again, the ghost spelled out her response.
L
O
N
G
Dead for a while.
“How long ago?” Shen Yuan piped up, now intrigued.
He had originally planned on moving the piece like Shen Hao had accused earlier, but now that it was moving seemingly on its own—one of his siblings was probably moving it—he was interested.
The pointer moved away from the letters and now went towards the numbers.
2
3
9
“Damn, 239 years? You’re old old. How old were you when you died? If that’s not too personal,” Shen Chao inquired.
2
7
“Shen Chao, whatever you’re about to say, don’t,” Shen Hao warned, causing Shen Bai to burst out laughing.
“You’re so mean to me!” Shen Chao complained, the grin on his face taking away from his words.
“Do you visit the living world often?” Shen Bai asked the ghost.
‘Yes.’
“Do you have a reason for coming up here?” Shen Bai went again.
F
A
M
I
L
Y
“Aw, that’s sweet!” She gushed. “Do you guys promise to haunt me if you die?”
“Nah, I’ll be long gone. Screw this place,” Shen Yuan joked.
“Are you protecting your family, or harming them?” Shen Hao interrogated.
H
A
R
M
“Well this got interesting,” Shen Chao whistled, leaning into the circle they had made excitedly.
“Pookie I promise it isn’t serious enough to haunt someone for over 200 years,” Shen Bai swore.
“Did you just call a fucking ghost ‘pookie?’” Shen Hao asked in disbelief.
“I’ve gotta be a girls girl.”
“When that girl kissed your boyfriend in junior year you ruined her life so bad she moved countries. You are not a girls girl Meimei,” Shen Yuan pointed out.
“She started it! She knew we were dating since we were friends and I had talked to her a million times about it. Besides, I made him switch schools too. Moving countries was just her parents being over dramatic.”
“Mhm, sure.”
“Hey guys, the boards moving again,” Shen Chao called out.
“Huh? But we didn’t ask any questions?” Shen Bai wondered aloud, staring intently to the moving pointer.
Y
U
A
N
“Uh, am I crazy, or did she just say my name?” Shen Yuan muttered, staring down at the board.
‘No.’
“What do you mean ‘no!?’ That’s my name!” Shen Yuan yelled.
The pointer moved over to the words, writing something out.
G
I
R
L
Then it moved back to the answers, going over the ‘no.’
“No you’re not a girl? But earlier you said you were one,” Shen Hao reminded the ghost.
G
I
R
L
G
O
N
E
“Are you saying you’re a new ghost? Then what happened to the girl we were talking to?” Shen Chao questioned.
D
E
A
D
“Yeah, we kinda figured,” Shen Bai laughed.
A
G
A
I
N
“Again? Again what? Ghosts can’t die again,” Shen Hao said.
The pointer moved over to the ‘yes.’
“Excuse me? Are you saying the ghost we were talking to died again?” Shen Hao stared down at the board in disbelief, looking over to his siblings for help.
They stared back at him in similar confusion.
Y
U
A
N
“Why are you saying my name!?”
Y
U
A
N
Y
U
A
N
“Which of you are doing this!? Stop messing around!” Shen Yuan huffed, glaring at his siblings.
“We’re not doing anything, we swear!” Shen Bai defended, her older brothers nodding in agreement.
“Maybe we should say goodbye…” Shen Hao recommended.
“Yeah,” Shen Chao agreed. “Goodbye, weird new ghost.”
The four began to move the pointer to the goodbye, but it suddenly became glued to the board.
“Guys, this isn’t funny,” Shen Bai told them.
“We aren’t doing anything!”
Suddenly, the pointer started moving again.
‘No.’
“No what!? No we can’t leave!?” Shen Yuan shouted.
‘Yes.’
“Guys, just take your finger off the pointer,” Shen Chao said.
“Aren’t we not supposed to do that!?” Shen Bai cried.
“It’s not letting us say goodbye! What else do you propose we do!?” Shen Chao argued.
“Guys let’s just do it!” Shen Yuan agreed.
“This is why mom and dad don’t leave us alone…” Shen Hao sighed.
“Alright, on my count. One, two, three!” As Shen Bai finished the count down, everyone took their fingers off in a second. You’d think they would get shocked if they kept it on for another second with how fast their hands shot off the pointer.
“See? Nothing happened-“ Shen Chao began, about to defend his decision, before a voice interrupted him.
“Thank you for being so stupid.”
Screams and shouts broke out between the four siblings as they all scrambled into a huddle and stared at where the deep gravely voice appeared from.
Before them, a probably seven foot tall biblically accurate angel looking thing stood, its body’s anatomy completely different from a normal humans. There were horns along with wings, the beings face was completely distorted, and its voice could only be barely understood. It was obvious there was a heavy accent, but what the beings native language was could only be speculated. The being wore robes, but they seemed more like they were simply their for aesthetic rather than to wear. The robes were a bit historical, but the fact that there was only one or two layers made it look more like a Greek gods toga than anything.
Oh shit they had definitely just summoned something they shouldn’t have.
“Um, you said Yuan-ge’s name earlier right? That’s who you want, right!? Here, take him!” Shen Bai cried, offering her brother like a sacrifice.
“Shen Bai!” Her three older brothers all yelled out in unison.
“What!? There’s that….thing in front of us and you expect me to be calm!?”
“W-What do you want!?” Shen Hao shouted at the….um whatever it was. God, demon, angel, strangely tall person breaking in.
After he gave his sister a good smack, that is.
“Him.”
Oh shit he was pointing at him wasn’t he?
“I promise I don’t taste good!” Shen Yuan exclaimed frantically, diving behind Shen Chao to hide.
“I beg to differ.”
‘Huh!? What does that mean!? Ahsgbanahaha!!!’
Will Shen Yuan ever learn he meant that in a sexual way? Probably not. He doesn’t think much unless it comes to destroying Airplanes writing.
Anyways, the current task at hand: trying not to get kidnapped by some eldritch horror.
“Okay, you can have him then!”
A task he will have to do with no help from his sister, apparently.
“Shen Bai shut the fuck up!” Shen Yuan hissed, yanking his sister’s hair.
“Owowowowow!” She shrieked, starting to wrestle with her brother.
“Guys this is not the time!” Shen Hao shouted.
Godlike being in the living room still!
While the four were still huddled in a ball on the floor, it seemed the beings patience wore out, as he began to walk over to them.
Immediately the four scrambled off the floor and attempted to book it, but the being surprised with an unknown teleportation ability—because of fucking course—appearing right before them.
“AHHHHH!” They screamed in unison. If they didn’t live in a mansion they probably would’ve had neighbors who heard and called the cops. Being rich is a curse.
“Thank you for the offering,” the being growled, grabbing Shen Yuan, throwing him over his shoulder, then disappearing into thin air.
…..
“Oh my god what are we gonna tell mom and dad?” Shen Bai breathed, breaking the silence.
“Forget them A-Yuan just for kidnapped by a ghost!” Shen Hao reminded her.
“I thought ghosts weren’t solid….”
“Why is everyone focusing on the wrong thing here!?”
Shen Yuan had just gotten himself kidnapped. By a ghost.
Who apparently knew where he lived since they were now in his apartment.
Stalker core? What the hell is happening!? Did this thing think he would rather be sacrificed in the comforts of his own home!?
“Hello again.”
“No no no, don’t do that. I don’t know you. Stop bullshitting. No mind games, just kill me,” Shen Yuan rambled, hoping now for a quick death.
“I’m not going to kill you,” the being promised.
“Yeah right!”
“Maybe my human form would do better at convincing you?” The being wondered aloud.
Huh????
Before Shen Yuan could actually process what changing forms meant, a swirl of mist surrounded the being for a few moments, the smell of bamboo raiding Shen Yuans senses.
At least he’d die knowing he smelled good?
Just as his mind started to wander back to his demise, however, the mist parted, making way for what was probably the most beautiful man Shen Yuan had ever seen.
“I knew it! Pretty people are all fucking witches!”
The witch (?) stared at him in a bit of confusion before an endearing smile showed up for a split second. But as soon as the smile arrived, a resting bitch face returned to replace it.
“That’s one nasty rbf,” Shen Yuan commented, a little out of it.
“This one thanks you for the compliment.”
“That’s not…never mind,” Shen Yuan staring down at his hands like they would have the answers for him.
“Now that this one had finally found you again, you are mine,” the being stated firmly.
“I’m not some pet!” Shen Yuan argued.
“No, you are this one’s soulmate.”
“Haha, funny. Now again, I’m not some pet!”
“This one is being serious. You are mine as much as I am yours. I’ve been looking for you since you’ve been reborn, and I finally found you in that board. All it took was killing that girl talking to you,” he revealed.
“You killed her!? How can you killed someone who’s already dead!?” Shen Yuan questioned.
“I destroyed her soul. It’s rather simple.”
Oh he was so, so dead.
“Hey, how about we make some kind of deal? If I make you some microwave noodles will you not kill me!?”
The being titled its head at him, going over his words carefully. “What is a…microwave?”
Shen Yuan saw his chance and snatched it.
“Oh, hahahahha! You see this metal thing over here? With the buttons!? You put the noodles in there, press some buttons, then boom! Noodles!”
Shen Yuan was rushing around the room, his arms waving around frantically as he attempted to explain everything.
“Stop,” the being demanded, putting his hand on his shoulder. “You’re acting like that hamster right now.”
Hamster???
Y’know what? Shen Yuan doesn’t wanna know!
“Make this one those noodles.”
“Yep!” Shen Yuan squeaked, rushing over to his pantry where the noodles are kept.
“So first you open it, then add the water, then you put the noodles in the microwave for around a minute or so, depends on the instructions, then let the water soak into the noodles for a minute. Then you’re done!” Shen Yuan explained, demonstrating each step.
The being watched Shen Yuans every move carefully.
Shen Yuan had never been one to cook in any of his lives, so this was definitely a first.
“Viola!”
“Are they edible?” Maybe that was the trick. Shen Yuan still couldn’t cook, he just thought he could.
“They should be….whats the expiration date,” Shen Yuan muttered, grabbing a different cup to investigate.
Well, he may as well try the noodles. It’s not like he can die.
“Um, so are you like waiting to kill me or are you not gonna do it?” Shen Yuan asked hesitantly as the being ate the noodles.
“This one already said he’s not going to kill you.”
“Yeah so I don’t believe that for a second.”
“Then how do you suggest this one makes you believe?”
Suddenly, the beings voice was very low, and Shen Yuan had found himself pressed up against the table.
Okay, when Shen Yuan said teleportation was cool as fuck a few years ago, he didn’t mean it! He takes it back! free him!
“Okay I believe you!”
“Now I don’t believe you.” The being leaned closer, his breath brushing hot over the shell of Shen Yuans ear.
‘Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!’
“Im not gay!” Shen Yuan cried, pushing the very hot being off of him.
“Funny how you seem to think that in every one of your lives. I guess this one will just have to prove you wrong again.” The being stood still in its place now a few inches away, but the grin that slowly developed made Shen Yuan feel the space had completely disappeared.
“What’s your name?” Shen Yuan blurted out before he could think, his face on fire.
“This one is called Shen Jiu,” the being answered.
“Alright Shen Jiu, what the hell do you want!?”
“I already said this,” Shen Jiu complained darkly, closing the space between them again. “I want you. I’m not here to kill you. You’re my soulmate.”
“Yeah, no.” Shen Yuan glared up at Shen Jiu, not accepting this fate.
“You’ll come to accept it. I’ve been with you dozens of times by now. I know what you like, what you hate, how you want to be loved, When you want personal space. That’s never changed and never will. That’s what makes you you. And I know you.”
Someone who knows all that about him? That’s a new one.
And totally untrue!
“Do you not believe this one?” Shen Jiu asked curiously, taking in Shen Yuans expression.
“Why would I!?” He shot back.
“Alright then, why don’t we make a deal? I have one month to prove to you that I know you. Nothing else. Not that we’re soulmates and that I’ve been with you before. Just that I could make you happy,” Shen Jiu decided.
“Um….” Shen Yuan looked around his apartment, looking at Shen Jiu, then looked around again with a sigh. It’s not like he really had any other choice. “Alright, deal.”
“Good.” Shen Jiu smiled down at him. A rather dangerous looking smile if you asking Shen Yuan.
This was about to be a crazy month.
“What kinds of books do you have laying around? Are they all trashy or are some of them actually good literature?” Shen Jiu asked, poking around Shen Yuan’s bookshelf’s.
“Probably all trashy. You can try and look for something good though.” Shen Yuan waved the god—he found out—off as he turned on the television. The next episode of his favorite harem drama was out.
“How you can enjoy such things never fails to marvel me,” Shen Jiu said disapprovingly, flicking through the books before him.
“Sorry my entertainment is not up to your heavenly standards.” Shen Yuan rolled his eyes and he positioned himself on the couch. He used to just sprawl out however he wanted, but Shen Jiu had claimed a spot two weeks ago, so now he made sure to only take up his space.
Shen Jiu had found a book he decided was suitable by the time the shows theme song ended. He walked over to the couch and took his spot, the two of them falling into their new schedule.
When this whole thing started two weeks ago, Shen Yuan thought things would be way worse than they actually were. He’s not sure what he expected, but when presented with a God that claims you’re his soulmate—and you’re not gay???—it’s hard to predict anything. But spending the day making meals together, talking about books they read, and rotting on the couch together while they read/watch the dumbest media known to man was not it.
And honestly, Shen Yuan doesn’t mind? Like at all?? It’s actually kind of pleasant to do this with someone???
Shen Jiu hadn’t made any advances yet, if anything, the man was pretty reserved. The closest to touching he’s done so far was the first day when he got him up against the counter. Since then, he keeps an appropriate distance. On the couch, the two of them have enough space to fit a small dog between them, but they always share one blanket. While cooking, they never do the thing you see in romance shows where one person is like guiding their partner from behind, but the two are always helping each other out.
It reminded him of how his grandparents were. He met this guy two weeks ago and they were already an old married couple!
Shen Yuan was actually starting to believe that the two of them had known each other in another life. He could excuse Shen Jiu knowing things about him as stalking, but he himself found that he seemed to know things about Shen Jiu off of instinct.
“Oh shit! She totally deserved that slap!” Shen Yuan laughed, leaning a bit closer to the TV as the drama started.
“This is very unrealistic. That girl would’ve been poisoned by now if this show was actually time accurate,” Shen Jiu pointed out, looking up from his book for a second.
“Have you been in a harem before?” Shen Yuan mocked, turning his head to look at the God.
“No, but you have.”
Shen Yuan choked on his own spit.
“Not funny!” Shen Yuan shouted, pulling the blanket towards himself.
“Why are you being so petty? It’s not like it’s my fault you chose to marry that demon,” Shen Jiu humphed.
“Demon!?” He shrieked, letting go of his grip on the blanket.
“Yes, he was rather troublesome. It took me months to steal you away from there,” Shen Jiu hummed, taking his half of the blanket back.
Shen Yuan gaped at him for a good five minutes.
“Im getting some water. Do you need some?” Shen Jiu asked, getting up from his seat.
“Uh…yeah,” he replied, still in a daze.
Shen Jiu grabbed two bottles from the fridge for the two of them, opening the tops then closing them again.
“Oh wait! Can you make that popcorn in the last drawer on the right? It’s easy, you just microwave it. The instructions are on the box,” Shen Yuan requested, finally snapping out of his shock.
“Sure.”
Shen Yuan rewinded the show so he could catch up on what he missed, giving it his full attention again.
….alright in hindsight, maybe giving the guy who had only been in the modern world two weeks a food that’s very time sensitive was a bad idea. But in his defense, Shen Jiu had done everything else fine!
So when after five or so minutes of watching his show, the smell of something burning floated through his apartment, he was a bit shocked.
“Uh, Shen Jiu, what’s burning?” Shen Yuan asked hesitantly, already knowing the answer.
“How long it should go in was worn down…”
“Then ask me!?” Shen Yuan jumped out of his seat, rushing over to the microwave to open it. Instantly, fumes of black smoke snaked out into the kitchen, causing both men present to cough.
“Shit, shit, shit!” Shen Yuan cursed, waving his hands in an attempt to dissipate the smoke.
“I’ll open the windows,” Shen Jiu coughed, extracting himself from the room.
Shen Yuan found a towel that he used for drying dishes, whipping it around the room.
It took another few minutes of trying to redirect the smoke for the room to clear enough so that the two could breathe, but that unfortunately only brought more problems.
“Huh? Who’s here?” Shen Yuan wondered aloud as he heard a few knocks on his door.
He walked over, for a few moments having the idea it might be his siblings, but that hope was quickly crushed when he opened the door.
“Liu Qingge?”
“Why can I only smell smoke from over here?” Liu Qingge questioned, his usual cold demeanor present.
Liu Qingge was definitely intimidating at first, but after a few years of being his neighbor, Shen Yuan understood that was just how he showed his care. He was actually really sweet once you realized what his words really meant!
Actually, maybe that’s how he could decrypt Shen Jiu’s words so easily. Not because they had met before!
“Haha, sorry about that Qingge! I was making popcorn and then forgot about it. The smoke just needs to filter out for a few minutes,” Shen Yuan explained sheepishly.
“Who’s that?” Liu Qingge said, looking past Shen Yuan to where Shen Jiu was standing.
‘Oh no one, just some ancient god that claims he’s been following me through all my lifetimes! Hahahahhaa….’
“New friend!” He answered instead.
“You don’t have friends,” Liu Qingge pointed out.
‘Rude much!?’
“That’s why I said new. It’s not impossible for such a thing to happen, is it?” Shen Yuan argued, crossing his arms.
Liu Qingge looked at Shen Yuan, then at Shen Jiu, and finally back at Shen Yuan. That same doubtful look still plastered across his weirdly gorgeous face. He doesn’t mean that in a gay way! It’s just that a cop gym bro is the last person you’d expect to be a total pretty boy!
“Who are you?” This time when he asked, Liu Qingge was glaring directly at Shen Jiu, ignoring Shen Yuan completely!
Geez, extra rude!
“Shen Jiu,” he responded coldly, turning his back to the man.
“Sorry about the smell, Qingge. I’ll see you later, have a nice day!” Shen Yuan ushered Liu Qingge out of the door frame and closed it, not wanting the tension between the two to get any worse.
“Who was that?” Shen Jiu questioned, his expression cold.
“Liu Qingge. He’s my neighbor,” Shen Yuan explained, walking into the kitchen to light a candle. Hopefully that would help get rid of the smell.
“Are you two close?”
“I would say we’re friends? I think. I mean we help each other whenever we need something, we talk whenever we run into each other, but we don’t like go and hang out with each other.”
Shen Yuan wasn’t able to see what face Shen Jiu was making since his back was towards him, but he could swear he saw the man relax a bit.
That’s good, right??
Whatever, he should just focus on getting away the burning smell.
Today was the one month mark.
Shen Yuan woke up around noon, per usual, doing his morning routine in the bathroom before meeting Shen Jiu in the living room.
Shen Jiu was an early riser, unlike Shen Yuan, so hearing the TV on when he woke up wasn’t anything new. He had grown used to it.
For some reason, he could’ve sworn he heard Liu Qingge’s name on the TV, but he figured he was just hearing things since Liu Qingge had moved out a week ago. And if he did, it was probably just for some case he was working on. It’s not weird to hear a cops name on the news after all.
“What’s on right now?” Shen Yuan asked once he entered the living room.
“The news. It’s nothing special, just traffic and weather. I’ll change it,” Shen Jiu explained, grabbing the remote and flipping through the channels.
“Do you want take out for lunch? That new place just opened up and they’re having a bunch of sales,” Shen Yuan recommended through a yawn.
“Oh my, is Shen Yuan suggesting we go out and eat?” Shen Jiu smirked.
“They have door dash,” Shen Yuan revealed.
“Of course, what else was I expecting.”
Shen Yuan took his position on the couch, getting all his daily log ins on his phone before looking up at the TV to see if anything good was on.
“It’s been a month,” Shen Jiu told him.
“Oh yeah—why are you so close!?” Shen Yuan had turned around when Shen Jiu pointed out the elephant in the room, but then Shen Jiu teleported so that he was almost on top of him, scaring the shit out of him.
“You believe me now, don’t you? You’ve never doubted that I knew you, but you had your excuses. God you always have so many excuses for everything. But you can’t hide the fact that you know me too. You can’t deny the fact that you knew exactly how I liked my tea. You can’t deny the fact you knew what my favorite flavor of tea was. I never told you either of those things, you just knew. You knew what foods I could cook and what I couldn’t. You knew which ones I liked and didn’t. When you set up the guest room for me, you knew exactly what kind of room I found comfortable. You bought books you thought I would like without ever asking for my opinions. You know me just as I know you.” Shen Jiu had leaned in a bit so that their faces were only inches apart, but all he did was lock eyes with Shen Yuan. His gaze was piercing and all knowing. His words were assured, like he was just waiting for Shen Yuan to realize what he was saying was the truth.
And he was right. Shen Yuan couldn’t deny that he knew Shen Jiu.
“But I’m not—“ he attempted, but Shen Jiu cut him off with a kiss.
“You’re not gay, hm? How weird, I’ve made a straight man fall in love with me 21 times.” Shen Jiu smirked at him, and for some reason, Shen Yuan fully believed him.
Shit, he actually believed him.
Shen Yuans face heated up exponentially at this realization while Shen Jiu looked down at him smugly.
“Gege!”
A shout cut off their little moment, Shen Bai bursting through the door, Shen Chao and Shen Hao hot on her heels.
“Oh so now you three show up!?” Shen Yuan complains, getting up from the couch.
“That demon thing told us we couldn’t come over for a month!” Shen Bai defended.
“I could’ve been dead for a month!”
“Well you’re not—who the hell is that!?” Shen Bai shrieked when she saw Shen Jiu sitting on the couch.
Shen Hao grabbed Shen Yuan from where he was standing next to his sister, dragging him behind himself as a shield.
“Uh, Hao-ge, this is Shen Jiu, that God we met while using the ouija board,” Shen Yuan explained, taping his brother’s shoulder.
“Huh!? He’s too pretty to be a ghost! I thought you hired some hooker or something!” Shen Chao exclaimed in shock.
“You thought I what!?”
“Never mind!” Shen Chao laughed nervously, staring at the God in his brother’s living room.
“I’ll be staying here from now on, with permission from your brother of course,” Shen Jiu told them with a smile.
‘Hey wait!! That’s still under negotiation!’
Oh who was he kidding it’s not like he could kick a god out of his house.
“You allowed him!?” Shen Bai cried in horror.
“It’s a long story! That someone wasn’t here for!” Shen Yuan argued.
“I’m telling mom,” Shen Chao said, taking out his phone.
“No!” The other three shrieked, snatching Shen Chao’s phone from his hand.
“You guys have all moved out but I haven’t! Do you realize how grounded I am if mom and dad find out I brought an ouija board and now Yuan-ge’s getting haunted!?” Shen Bai protested.
“You don’t work for them Chao-di. I do! I’m screwed if they find out!” Shen Hao added.
“And I’m the victim here so I’ll never hear the end of it!” Shen Yuan finished.
“You cant be serious!?” Shen Chao shouted, staring at them like they were crazy.
“Yes! We are! Now no one is telling anyone and we’re just gonna come up with a backstory for this guy so mom and dad are going to be none the wiser!” Shen Bai schemed.
Meanwhile, Shen Jiu was sitting back and enjoying the chaos he caused, knowing he’d get what he wanted.
Shen Yuan, that is.