Falling In Love With The Grim Reaper

Ling Xiao said: "Maybe."

Chi Jiayan got up and sat on the bed, tears streaming down: "I knew it shouldn't be like this. It's all my fault. I got too close to Sister Qiuqiu and hurt them. What should I do now..."

Ling Xiao really doesn't like boys crying all the time.

He frowned and said, "Go and confirm the situation first, then Lu Cheng will deal with it."

After finishing speaking, he got up and left the room, those black fur balls quickly jumped off the bed one by one and followed him out, and lined up into the sleeves of Lu Cheng who was lying on the sofa.

Ling Xiao kicked Lu Cheng, who bounced up immediately, looking around sleepily: "An earthquake?!"

Then Lu Cheng saw Ling Xiao's indifferent face.

"Yan Ling." Ling Xiao was talking to Chi Jiayan in the room, "Don't cry."

Chi Jiayan also came out of the room dawdly, looking like he had just cried, as if he had been severely bullied.

But he was familiar with him, and he didn't feel Ling Xiao's attitude towards him was cold, and he was a little unsteady because of the pain in his ankle, so he took the initiative to grab Ling Xiao's sleeve, and said softly, "Brother..."

Lu Cheng's expression was a bit exciting, but as soon as an inappropriate thought came to his mind, Ling Xiao looked over with cold eyes.

The way the big and the small get along is really weird...

"After Yu Xiaoqiu goes out, let's go to work." Ling Xiao didn't pull his sleeve out of Chi Jiayan's hand this time.

"Yeah." Chi Jiayan wiped away his tears, but still looked unhappy.

Ling Xiao said coldly: "Eat breakfast."

There was a lot of food on the table, including deep-fried dough sticks, eggs, milk and lean meat porridge. It looked like they had robbed a breakfast shop.

Chi Jiayan's eyes lit up, and then he remembered the matter of Yu's family, shook his head and said, "I don't want to eat..."

"Whatever you want." Ling Xiao said, "If you don't eat, you don't have energy, and you can only cause trouble for others."

Breakfast from Death?

Lu Cheng is going crazy, my God, who will believe it!Death God Lingxiao personally bought breakfast for humans!

Is it really that kind of relationship?Except that Yan Ling is too young, everything else is fine!

Lu Cheng moved towards the table while brainstorming frantically.

"Lu Cheng." Ling Xiao went out without looking back, "It's going to rain."

Lucheng: "???"

Ling Xiao said: "Glass."

The glass that was smashed by Lucheng last night was shattered all over the place, and the wind was blowing into the house, and if it rained, it would naturally pour into the house too.

Ling Xiao left, and Lu Cheng didn't dare to eat human's breakfast anymore, so he squatted down bitterly to repair pieces of glass.

Chi Jiayan barely drank some milk, dragged his injured foot and leaned over to help.

When Ling Xiao came back, he was wearing a black T-shirt and black trousers. He looked even more handsome without the large black robe.

Because it is more convenient to deal with the living dead.

When Chi Jiayan saw him coming back, his face suddenly became extremely red.

And Lu Cheng was still lying on the ground, picking up glass shards as if nothing had happened.

Ling Xiao frowned, and when he used his consciousness a little, he heard Lu Cheng singing in a loop in his head - he didn't want him to know what they just said.

In short, it will not be a good word.

"What's wrong?" Ling Xiao turned to ask Chi Jiayan.

Chi Jiayan, however, dodged his eyes and hugged Xiao Hei Mao: "It's nothing..."

The young man said so, but his heartbeat was extremely fast and loud, as if flustered by something, his body temperature was a bit scalding, Ling Xiao could hear the sound of blood flowing rapidly.

Ling Xiao didn't understand the complex emotions of human beings, and didn't have much interest, so he hung up the black robe he had replaced.He turned around, and there was a totem embroidered with gold thread on the black T-shirt on his body, but the totem on the black robe was gone.

Chi Jiayan walked over in surprise: "Is this Blue Wind?"

"Yeah." Ling Xiao said, "Let's go."

Chi Jiayan knew that he was going to Yu Xiaoqiu's house, so he nodded with a heavy heart: "Okay brother."

The two went upstairs together, and there was indeed a ghost facing the wall in the corridor.

When Ling Xiao passed by, it didn't notice it, and was still reading to the wall.

Chi Jiayan asked, "Brother, what is it doing?"

This question has troubled him for many years.

Ling Xiao could hear the ghost's heartbeat, so he stretched out a finger to touch Chi Jiayan's temple, and the ghost's heartbeat reached Chi Jiayan's mind.

It turns out that this ghost is a mute, a candidate who failed the college entrance examination ten years ago.

"What's the use of my life?"

"It's better to die... trash. I'm a trash."

"Sucks……"

Blue Wind became agitated on the black clothes, it felt a strong ghost aura, it seemed that it was about to jump out of the sky and eat the ghost in the next moment.

Chi Jiayan quickly stopped: "No!"

Ling Xiao put down his hands, his phoenix eyes were slightly cold.

"It's so pitiful." Chi Jiayan explained, "Brother, don't kill it. Let him reincarnate?"

Hearing the voice, the ghost suddenly turned his head to reveal a face without facial features.

Ling Xiao reached out and grabbed the ghost by the neck like crushing an ant.

Then, he crushed it.

The ghost turned into a cloud of black gas and disappeared into the air.

Chi Jiayan broke out in a cold sweat: "Brother?!"

"There are no poor ghosts in the world." Ling Xiao said, "Don't forget that I am the god of death."

This boy is so naive.

Ling Xiao couldn't imagine how his future self would be friends with him.

After normal human beings die, they will turn into spirit beads and be devoured by the soul-devouring beasts, and then spit back to the cycle of life.As for ghosts, they refused to turn into spirit beads and escape reincarnation, so they were doomed to be wiped out.

Whether it falls into the hands of the god of death or is eaten by the blue wind, it is the last journey of being a ghost, and it will be wiped out in ashes.

A girl with a ponytail came down from the upstairs of the speaking room, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and shouted in surprise: "Jiajia!"

Chi Jiayan put away his dullness, smiled and said, "Sister Qiuqiu."

It was Yu Xiaoqiu who came.

She saw Chi Jiayan first, and then Ling Xiao, and couldn't help being startled: "This is?"

Chi Jiayan introduced: "This is my brother."

"Hello." Yu Xiaoqiu greeted generously.

Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent, and he didn't mean to say hello.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Yu Xiaoqiu had no choice but to change the topic: "I'm in a hurry to perform, and there is the last rehearsal. Jiajia, can you come and see my performance? I'll send you a ticket."

Chi Jiayan was startled when he heard the words, then lowered his head, and whispered, "I'm sorry...I..."

"You can't get too close to me, right?" Yu Xiaoqiu patted his head, "Fool, don't be superstitious."

It's raining.

The patter of the rain seemed to wet someone's heart.

Yu Xiaoqiu shook the umbrella in his hand, and did not continue the topic they had discussed many times, pretending to be happy: "It's okay. It may not be able to perform, it's raining. Our venue is open-air , maybe it will be cancelled.”

There was regret in her tone.

Knowing that she had rehearsed for many days just for this day's performance, Chi Jiayan said with a smile, "Sister Qiuqiu, don't worry, it won't rain soon."

The two bid farewell, and as soon as Yu Xiaoqiu's figure disappeared on the stairs, Chi Jiayan's nose bleeds.This is the result of the backlash of words.

As usual, he took out a tissue and covered his nostrils.

I heard Yu Xiaoqiu shouting from downstairs: "Jiajia—it's really not raining—"

Ling Xiao: "The bigger the wish, the more serious the backlash."

Just as Chi Jiayan was about to say something, Ling Xiao said flatly, "Waste of time."

After all, they came to the door of Yu's house on the fifth floor together.

Ling Xiao entered through the wall, and as soon as he entered, he smelled a special smell, like the smell of corpse mixed with perfume, which was very unpleasant.

The room was filled with a dark and dead air, almost disappearing its original appearance.

When he came out, he saw Chi Jiayan still staring at the corner of the empty stairs in a daze.

It should be that he is still pitying the ghost who has lost his soul.

"Yan Ling." He called out rudely.

"Huh? Chi Jiayan came back to his senses, his eyes were clear, "Brother?Can you see Uncle Yu? "

"There's no one in the room." Ling Xiao said, "I have to go to where he works."

Chi Jiayan thought for a while: "I'll go with you."

Ling Xiao doesn't like to stay with weak people, because it can easily affect judgment.

He said directly: "You can't help. I will call Lu Cheng."

Lucheng is very happy that he no longer needs to pick up glass shards.

After he went out, he also melted away the antlers, and took away the red thread in his eyes, but he was still barefoot, looking like a scruffy boy.

In fact, Lu Cheng should be nearly a thousand years old.

As the auxiliary god, Lucheng is likely to take over the position of the god of death in the future.But now he is only in charge of the Soul-devouring Beast, and he often makes mistakes.

Because his thoughts and energy are always in the wrong place.

Like now.

"Master Ling Xiao, I really envy you." Lu Cheng put his hands in his sleeves, ignoring the strange eyes of passers-by on the street.

God just stopped raining a little, the sky is still gray, it seems that it was interrupted by something and had to hold back the rain.

The ground on the street was still wet, and the deer walked on it barefoot without feeling cold.

Ling Xiao said coldly: "Do your own thing."

Lu Cheng waved his hand: "Oh, I'm not talking about work. I mean, I've known you for so many years, and I always thought you were heartless and wanted to live a life of ruthlessness, desire, and desire. Who knew that I knew you? That little Yanling, that's fine, at least you'll look a little human, and you won't be so gregarious on top."

"Shut up." Ling Xiao couldn't bear the noise, "I have a chance to find Oneiroi to see his dreams."

"Why?" Lu Cheng didn't understand, "Aren't you at ease? Sure enough, love makes people worry about gains and losses...Even death is no exception..."

The aura on Ling Xiao's body was suddenly as sharp as a blade.

The deer shrank his neck, conditioned reflex to cover his antlers, and took a moment to remember to put them away: "Okay, don't worry, he has already admitted to me that he has a good impression of you."

Ling Xiao really wanted to strangle his assistant god to death.

It must be that Lu Cheng was talking nonsense while he was away, that's why the child's behavior was so strange just now.

A child who has no one to rely on will inevitably feel dependent on an adult who has some intersections.

"He's just a 13-year-old kid. We have nothing to do with each other." Ling Xiao walked forward, "Don't think so dirty."

Lu Cheng: "Is that so? It seems that many unknown things happened to you when you were not known."

Ling Xiao coldly told the story of his future self being here.

Only then did Lu Cheng suddenly realize, and then fell into deep thought.

After a while he said, "What's the matter? He regards you as a friend, but you want to kill him in the future? What if you really become friends? Ah, he's still so young..."

"As long as I figure out the truth, I will not prevent anything from happening in the future." Ling Xiao said indifferently.