Falling In Love With The Grim Reaper

Time: June [-], [-], at [-]:[-] p.m.

Location: Chunnan City, outside Qingshui Community, beside the road.

The Grim Reaper from the future put down his hands and confirmed the time on the watch again, yes.

According to the hint found on the horoscope before departure, he only needs to wait here for a few more minutes before he can see the person he is going to meet coming from the other side of the road.

It's raining.

Reaper hates rain, and if he'd paid more attention to the weather before setting off, he might not have chosen this time.

After a while, the rain became heavier and heavier.Death's black robe was drenched, and his hair was soaked through. The rainwater kept dripping down his hair and fell into his neck, which was actually colder than his body temperature.

Vehicles were rushing past, the pedestrians on the street became rare, and the rainwater faintly smelled of yellow jujube orchids, which was very fragrant.

Death frowned in disgust, he didn't like everything sweet and greasy.

At this time, the protagonist he wants to visit in this space-time jump is long overdue—a little boy.

The god of death jumped back from the future time and space this time, just to take him away in advance.

On the opposite side of the road, the sidewalk traffic lights are flashing, and the lights are reflected in the puddles, reflecting dreamy and colorful lights.

The other party was holding a small red umbrella with ears on the umbrella, wearing a pair of yellow rain boots, jumping step by step, like a poisonous little mushroom.

Children in this outfit are actually very common, but not all children like to step on puddles.

Little Mushroom didn't care about crossing the road at all. He only stepped on puddles. Every time he stepped into a puddle, he giggled happily. It took him a long time to walk across the short, pale zebra crossing.

Almost the moment he finished walking, the countdown to the red light ended, and a turning vehicle roared past him.

"Hey child, are you looking for death?" In the distance, the owner of the car could still hear the scolding.

Just a little bit, and the little mushroom would die on the spot.

This is an instant of death.

The god of death chose this time to jump through time and space accurately and find this little mushroom - five-year-old Chi Jiayan.

Everyone recorded in the horoscope has many moments of death in their lives.Maybe it was a time when I missed a death train, maybe I happened to avoid a flowerpot that fell from a high place, maybe I was robbed by someone with a knife while walking on the road... When is the specific time of death, in most cases Next, it cannot be chosen by people themselves.

Chi Jiayan is a special case.

Because Chi Jiayan voluntarily chose his own death one day in the future.

He chose to sacrifice his own life and saved 23 lives that should have died with him in one fell swoop. He was 27 years old at the time.

And half an hour before his death, he also quarreled with his aunt because he jumped in line at will, and made her cry because he snatched the cotton candy from the children.After doing this, he still smoked a whole cigarette in a slow manner in the no-smoking area, and even cursed a few security guards.

In short, he is of low quality and vulgar, not a good person in the usual sense.

On the one hand, Death is very curious about him.

On the other hand, the horoscope does not allow such a big mistake.

The Grim Reaper must return to a suitable moment of death to change what might happen in the future.Let the 23 lives that should have ended end on time.

Five-year-old Chi Jiayan was too frightened to move. Impatiently, the horns honked one after another, deafening.

Seeing this, the god of death released a trace of consciousness, prompting Chi Jiayan to move.Unexpectedly, as soon as his consciousness was released, the other party turned his small face to look in his direction.

He quickly walked in front of the god of death.

"Who are you? Why are you wearing a mask?" A soft child's voice sounded.

Chi Jiayan opened a pair of big watery eyes, and his small face was white and tender, as if he was a glutinous rice dumpling just out of the pot.His pupils reflected the tall figure of the god of death, and also reflected the white mask on the face of the god of death, his face was full of ignorance, where could he see a trace of the bad appearance of the grown-up?

Death's brow furrowed under the mask again.

Miscalculation, how could he have forgotten, this person is a speaking spirit who can speak the truth, born to see another world.

"Did you not bring an umbrella?" Chi Jiayan raised his head and asked, "Do you want to go with me?"

Death said indifferently: "No need."

"But you're soaked through." Chi Jiayan blinked.

Reaper does look a little embarrassed.

Although he was covered in cold air and wore a scary mask, it still couldn't change the pitiful fact that he was drenched all over and dripping water from the tips of his hair.

One big and one small stood facing each other in the rain for a while, and the air was filled with the aroma of Jujube orchids, which was refreshing.

Chi Jiayan sighed a little, and looked down for something.

Chi Jiayan is still very short now, when he lowers his head, from the perspective of death, he can only see the red umbrella top and the tip of a pair of boots.The pair of small ears on the surface of the umbrella were knocked down by the rain and bounced back up again, so stubborn and indomitable, just like their owner.

"Brother, squat down a little." Chi Jiayan raised his head and beckoned his little hands, with the handle of the umbrella resting on his shoulders.

grim Reaper:"……"

"Squat down." Chi Jiayan repeated again.

Death crouched down.

The handkerchief in Chi Jiayan's hand rubbed against his hair unexpectedly.

"Mom said that if you don't open an umbrella in rainy days, you will catch a cold." Chi Jiayan smiled, showing a pair of small dimples on his cheeks, which is very cute, "Jiajia will wipe it for you, and it will be dry in a while. If you dry it, you won’t catch a cold, so you don’t need to go to the hospital for an injection. The injection is very painful.”

"I don't catch a cold." Death's voice had a bit of metallic quality.

Chi Jiayan didn't ask why, but nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Chi Jiayan also had a scent on him.

The god of death caught a glimpse of a yellow quercelain hanging around his neck. The beige flower was tied with a red thread through it, representing the love of the elders.

From nowhere came the meowing of a kitten, seemingly absent from the pattering rain.

Chi Jiayan stopped what he was doing, and his round eyes widened all of a sudden: "Cat?!"

Death also heard the meow.

Oh, by the way, Reaper hates cats too.

On his black robe, the golden embroidered animal totem also trembled violently.

Chi Jiayan didn't notice the sudden chill, he stuffed his handkerchief into his pocket, stepped on the rainwater, and followed the meowing into the green belt beside the road.There was a cardboard box in the green belt, which had completely collapsed after being soaked by the rain. Inside was a dying black kitten whining softly.

"Come on!" Chi Jiayan waved in the green belt, "Brother, there is a kitten here."

Death was unmoved.

Chi Jiayan threw away the small umbrella, and seemed to have penetrated deeper. After a while, he came out holding a kitten with blood dripping from its abdomen.

His appearance was really funny, leaves were stained on his head, mud was also on his fair face, and he looked panic-stricken as if he was facing an enemy.

"Brother, the kitten is injured!" Chi Jiayan said to him in a tearful voice, "We have to send it to the hospital!"

The god of death said: "It will die soon."

Just kidding, the dead air almost wrapped the cat in a circle.

"I will save it!" After Chi Jiayan finished speaking, he turned around and ran to another place, "There is a pet hospital ahead!"

He ran too fast, and he was a child, so he forgot to take his umbrella. Just now he said seriously that he would catch a cold if he got in the rain, but now he has completely forgotten about it.

The little red umbrella was overturned in the rain, and a gust of wind blew by, and it was blown far away.

Chi Jiayan ran for a while and then stopped, beckoning to him: "Brother! Come quickly! Let's save it together!"

Death narrowed his eyes.

He remembered the scene on the day Chi Jiayan died 22 years later.