Falling In Love With The Grim Reaper

After Chi Jiayan finished eating a bowl of instant noodles, fine sweat broke out on the tip of his nose.

His delicate cheeks are still red, I don't know if the hotness from just now has not subsided or it is warmed by eating noodles.

Ling Xiao took two mouthfuls lazily, and couldn't take it any longer, so he put down his fork and pushed the bowl away.

The room was full of cloudiness, because the god of death was in a bad mood. He had been the god of death for thousands of years, and it seemed that he had never wronged himself to eat such unpalatable food.

"Brother, don't you want to eat?" Chi Jiayan asked.

"Hmm." Ling Xiao wanted to vomit.

What he didn't expect was that Chi Jiayan actually brought over the bowl of instant noodles he had eaten, and prepared to continue eating without hesitation.

Ling Xiao reached out and pressed his wrist.

As the god of death, Ling Xiao's body temperature is naturally lower than that of ordinary people.

If you come into contact with people while wearing a mask, it will definitely make your whole body chill.Now that the mask is off, his body temperature has risen slightly, but when touching Chi Jiayan's skin, it still feels like a cold jade.

Looking at the pale hand restraining his wrist, Chi Jiayan didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"The rest." Ling Xiao said.

Chi Jiayan laughed: "It's okay. It's a pity to throw it away, my brother only took one bite."

Watching the young man eat up his remaining bowl of instant noodles, Ling Xiao was successfully aroused to think that "this human being is a bit pitiful".

In fact, Chi Jiayan really didn't have enough to eat, and he really felt that it was a waste.

He is only 13 years old this year, and it is time to grow his body.

Because of a little malnutrition, he looks younger than children of the same age. If he is not so cute, he is really too thin to look at.

He is not very poor, but he needs to save money.

Yanling's ability is not omnipotent, at least it can't be created out of nothing, and it can't take effect on himself. Chi Jiayan has no way to make money from this at present.His current life comes from part of the savings left by his parents in the past, and his uncle inherited his grandfather's inheritance as a guardian, and the part that should be given to him every month.

But his uncle always puts the money in the bank and asks him to pick it up on time, and rarely sees each other except when there is a need for him.

Chi Jiayan is also studying at his cousin Chi Rui's school, and others seem to be living the same life, but only Chi Jiayan knows the heartache.

Seeing that he ate up the instant noodles like a rabbit, Ling Xiao tapped on the table with his fingers: "Okay."

Unconsciously, this tone is exactly the same as the future him.

Chi Jiayan didn't know, and thought he remembered something, so he couldn't help being very nervous.

Facing the timid eyes, Ling Xiao felt a little headache.

"Yan Ling." Ling Xiao called him that, "Tell me again how we met."

Chi Jiayan was stunned for a moment, as if his thoughts really drifted back to a long time ago.

He propped his elbows on the table and supported his face, his eyes were clear and gentle: "It seemed to be a rainy day...I found a kitten in the rain...it was Xiao Hei."

"It's been said here." Ling Xiao interrupted.

"Eh?" It seems like oh, Chi Jiayan is a little distressed, it seems that there is really nothing to talk about between him and his brother, it sounds like a one-sided relationship.

Ling Xiao's pale face seemed to have a cold glow under the light, and there was no warmth in his pair of phoenix eyes.

If he had to look for some human emotion, Chi Jiayan could only see a trace of distrust and alienation.

If he really spoke according to the actual situation, he felt that this brother who had lost his memory would definitely not stay with him.When the day he dies, his brother will take him away like a strange soul, no longer the special one.

When Chi Jiayan said it again, it was a bit outrageous.

Ling Xiao frowned while listening.

Just kidding, how could he visit this human being so often?Or this man's best friend?Have you ever carried this human on your back?Still living here?

Apart from being a Yan Ling, Ling Xiao really didn't see anything special about him.

Chi Jiayan was afraid that he would not believe it, so he raised his leg and put his foot on the table. Sure enough, his ankle was swollen.

"Look." Chi Jiayan showed guiltily, "I sprained my foot today, and it was my brother who carried me back."

Ling Xiao has no way to verify it.

If it wasn't for not being able to jump through time and space at will without the instructions of the natal chart, he really wanted to travel back and see what he had done.

Ling Xiao pondered for a moment, and the atmosphere in the room was stagnant for a moment, no, it was the stagnation of the atmosphere mixed with the smell of instant noodles.

It's too human-like.

He reached out from his black robe and took out a gadget, which was a delicate skeleton.

When the skeleton was taken out and placed on the table, it immediately attracted Chi Jiayan's attention.

"What is this?" Chi Jiayan reached for it.

"Skeleton of Truth." Ling Xiao said, "Now answer the question to Skeleton of Truth. Let me ask you, how do I get here every time?"

Chi Jiayan swallowed nervously, and pointed to his watch: "This—brother, you seem to come here by turning this."

The teeth of the Truth Skull began to fight non-stop.

"Who am I?" Ling Xiao continued to ask.

Chi Jiayan didn't know whether he had passed the test or not, but he felt his vest was getting cold one after another. He shivered, but looked into Ling Xiao's eyes without flinching: "You are the god of death."

The teeth of the Truth Skull continued to snap and snap together quickly.

Sure enough, this Yan Ling did not lie.

Ling Xiao put away the skeleton of truth, and began to accept that he was really the future, and he had been here before.

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Knock knock."

A girl's voice was speaking: "Jiajia? Are you at home?"

Chi Jiayan suddenly opened his eyes wide, but he didn't seem to be frightened, more like he didn't dare to make a sound.

Ling Xiao was about to ask a question, but he covered his mouth with his hand.

Chi Jiayan pleaded softly: "Brother, don't talk."

Bold.

Ling Xiao's eyes darkened, this Yan Ling dared to cover the mouth of the god of death.

He stood up coldly, but heard the girl ask again.

From them, the shadow of the girl could be seen in the crack of the door. Surprisingly, a [-]-yuan bill was stuffed in from under the crack of the door.

"Jiajia, if you're at home, remember to put it away." The girl's voice was nice, and she sounded like she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, "I'm going to perform tomorrow, and my dad rewarded me with pocket money. You should go buy some." What to eat, you know?"

After the girl said this, the shadow in the crack of the door walked away.

It wasn't until the door was quiet again that Chi Jiayan let out a sigh of relief, and then his eye circles turned slightly red.

Ling Xiao: "Your friend?"

Chi Jiayan quickly shook his head: "No!"

Ling Xiao felt that it was enough to hang out with humans.

"It's Yu Xiaoqiu. I used to call her Sister Qiuqiu when I was young." Chi Jiayan denied, "She is not my friend. I have no friends either."

Ling Xiao: "...it doesn't look like what you said."

Chi Jiayan was silent for a few seconds, gathered his mood and forced a smile: "For a person like me, it's better not to be friends with ordinary people. It's true that she wants to help me, but I can't hurt her." .”

Are you going to pretend you're not at home because you're worried about harming others unconsciously?

Ling Xiao understood.

Chi Jiayan went to pick up the money and was about to put it in a big box.

There are quite a lot of money in the box, one yuan, five yuan, etc., in various denominations, it seems that it was not accumulated in a day.

It's probably not the first time that Yu Xiaoqiu stuffed money into Chi Jiayan through the crack of the door, but Chi Jiayan didn't touch it. The concern from others was like a rare treasure to him, and he couldn't bear to spend it. .

In this messy house, the short Chi Jiayan was wearing a cheap T-shirt. Because he was too thin, the butterfly bones on his back were faintly protruding.

His dinner is two bowls of instant noodles, and the only living thing that can listen to him is a little black cat.

Then, the friend he insisted on keeping was the most feared person in this world—the Grim Reaper.

For some reason, Ling Xiao stopped him from putting the hundred-yuan bill in.

"There is a problem." Ling Xiao said.

"Huh?" Chi Jiayan was puzzled, "What's wrong, brother?"

Ling Xiao took the money, and he could see layers of black air lingering on the money.He moved his fingers, sucked the black air into his fingers, and felt a tiny bit of energy filling his body.

"The person who handled this money came from the underworld." Ling Xiao said, "The person who gave her the money is dead."

Chi Jiayan's face changed drastically: "...Who died?"

Ling Xiao didn't answer this question, his eyes were closed, his figure was extremely tall, and a chilling aura suddenly appeared for a moment.

Originally lying on the sofa, Xiao Hei was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he yelled "meow".

Ling Xiao seemed to be talking to someone in his consciousness.

The tone became very cold.

"Are all the soul-devouring beasts dead? Tell Lu Cheng to come see me immediately."