Falling In Love With The Grim Reaper

Chi Jiayan put away that soft smile, and got off Ling Xiao's back obediently, like a primary school student who was scolded by a teacher after making a mistake.

I don't know if it was because he was really dizzy, but just as his feet landed, he staggered before he could stand upright, and the god of death subconsciously grabbed his elbow.

At the same time, Ling Xiao also grabbed his other hand.

The two are one left and one right, one front and one back, if you don't pay attention, it looks like a fighting posture.

This time Chi Jiayan's face turned slightly red.

The assistant went up first with the local tyrant, but seeing that they didn't keep up, he quickly ran down again: "Mr. Chi?"

In the eyes of ordinary people, Ling Xiao was the only one standing next to Chi Jiayan.That man was too tall, handsome and unsmiling, especially his pair of cold phoenix eyes, which made people feel unapproachable.

Ling Xiao let go of Chi Jiayan's hand: "Let's go."

Chi Jiayan nodded obediently: "Okay brother."

The assistant murmured in his heart that Chi Jiayan was strange, but his elder brother managed him submissively.

But his elder brother is also very strange, so gloomy that one can't help but tremble after looking at it a few more times, it's really weirder than the other.Forget it, he doesn't understand the world of these experts.

Upstairs, He Kangcheng's house was already noisy, and it was his grandma who was paralyzed and suffering from Alzheimer's disease, who was swearing.

The local tyrant's face was as black as the bottom of a pot when he was scolded, and when he saw the assistant, he naturally turned his anger on him: "I told you to call someone, what are you dawdling about? Don't you want to do it anymore?"

Ling Xiao glanced at him coldly, and the local tyrant immediately shut up.

Chi Jiayan also knew that this was referring to Sang scolding Huai, but he was not interested in pursuing it.

Because He Kangcheng was also standing in the room, the moment he saw him enter the door, his eyes became very resentful.

He Kangcheng still didn't know that a tall man in black—the god who controlled death was standing very close to him, looking at him with the eyes of dead things.

"What else do you want?" He Kangcheng asked, "Get out! Otherwise, I'll call the police!"

"How to report it?" Chi Jiayan looked around this humble home, "I'm here, are you sure you can call the police?"

"Chi Jiayan!" He Kangcheng was furious.

"Move away." Chi Jiayan bleeds again, "There's nothing good here."

He Kangcheng wanted to fight against him, and he had a deep obsession with this place, so he was not very easy to control, so that he bleeds a second time.

There really isn't much good here.

Most of the furniture and other things in the house are very old, and they should all be styles from more than ten years ago. There is a smell of poverty and decay everywhere, and Chi Jiayan is very familiar with this smell.He suddenly seemed to see another home, the one in Qingshui Community.He still remembered what kind of upheaval he had experienced there, and how he struggled there.

There was some complexity in Ling Xiao's deep eyes. Obviously he also had some impressions of that family, so he naturally discovered the similarity between He Kangcheng and Chi Jiayan to some extent.

All young people shoulder heavy responsibilities alone and struggle to make a living.

That's why Chi Jiayan came to help when He Kangcheng was bullied that time.

There are two posthumous photos on the side cabinet. They are a pair of young men and women. The ashes of the incense burner in front of the photo are not known how long ago. They are entangled with some spider webs and are dirty.

Chi Jiayan took a look and was finally a little moved.

He Kangcheng took a step forward to block the photo, panting heavily.

"Move away." Chi Jiayan said, "Get the compensation and live in a well-ventilated and well-lit place. This will be good for your grandma."

After the grandma scolded the local tyrant, the huffing in her throat seemed to be unstoppable.

The room was dark and damp, and she, whose legs were completely paralyzed, struggled to get the water beside the bed to drink, but she couldn't reach it anyway.

Naturally, it was impossible for the local tyrant to help her, and the assistant also disliked the old man's smell on her body, and was even reluctant to get close to her, holding her nose in a pretentious manner.

He Kangcheng turned a blind eye and didn't intend to help.

He was indifferent when he was in front of people, let alone when he was alone with grandma?

He also spat at Chi Jiayan: "Hmph, don't be so hypocritical. How much did you charge for such immoral things? Don't you make others hate you even more by doing this?"

"What's wrong with taking people's money to eliminate disasters?" Chi Jia said.

"You kill your parents and relatives by yourself. Of course it's easy to be alone. You can do whatever you want, but I still have old people to take care of! Don't you know the housing prices in this neighborhood? I can't afford to rent another two-bedroom apartment! What can I do with that little money? ?”

Chi Jiayan turned a deaf ear to helping the old lady up, and kindly fed her water.

"If you can't afford a two-bedroom apartment, rent a one-bedroom apartment. Don't think your grandma is a fool." Chi Jiayan said, "You won't know the value of your loved ones until one day you really have nothing."

After feeding the water, the old grandma smiled at him and said some incomprehensible words.

He Kangcheng sneered: "What do monsters like you know? You can control a group of people by just talking, and you can live a life of prosperity by doing anything. Do you know my pain?"

In his eyes, Chi Jiayan just stood and talked without pain in his back.

"I don't know." Chi Jiayan said, "I'm not interested either. All I see is that you don't work hard, no wonder others. I became independent when I was younger than you, and I haven't lived worse than you. Like you What's the use of complaining about yourself?"

"Yeah, I'm useless, I don't want to live anymore!"

"Then go die. As long as you are willing to die." Chi Jiayan also sneered, if he had any compassion just now, he is really angry now.

Hearing these words, the Grim Reaper stood in a dark corner like a dark phantom waiting for an opportunity.

Ling Xiao said, "Yan... Jiajia, come here."

Chi Jiayan put down the grandmother and walked to Ling Xiao, unaware that he was going through a test.

"The land has already been sold." The local tyrant interjected angrily when he saw that they had nothing to say, "Aren't you trying to make more money by holding on to it? We paid you compensation according to the contract signed at the time. It’s very rich, and you don’t even want to get one more dime! If you don’t believe what Mr. Chi said, you can try it! At worst, the house will collapse in three days and you will have time to run again.”

"The compensation will be doubled." Chi Jiayan said, "It's for you to take care of grandma."

"What?!" The local tyrant opened his eyes wide, but the man in the black clothes was really aggressive, and the arrogance of the local tyrant disappeared immediately, "I will not agree to give more. Just set this example! Others will come to me Double, who will be responsible then?!"

"The double that I paid him will be deducted from my salary. No one else will know." Chi Jiayan looked at He Kangcheng, "Are you right?"

He Kangcheng was still angry, but he was shocked when he heard this sentence, as if he was frozen.

Then, he suddenly yelled, and swept the incense burner to the ground with a wave of his hand: "I want you to take care of it! I want you to be hypocritical!"

The incense burner shattered with a bang, and the accumulated incense ash was scattered all over the floor, creating a pungent and unpleasant smell in the dark and airless house.

Everyone was startled.

He Kangcheng covered his head and yelled hysterically.

He looks so demented that no one wants to stay for a long time.

"Xiao Luo, you send the money over tomorrow. Of course it's best for him to pick it up. If he doesn't pick it up, the house will collapse in three days." The local tyrant walked out, "I won't have to call the demolition team. By the way, Mr. Chi, the demolition team Do you want to do business with the team..."

This local tycoon had a good plan, and the assistant laughed secretly when he heard it.

Of course Chi Jiayan would not answer, every time he wished too much, he felt very uncomfortable, and the feeling of backlash was very painful.

Letting this place collapse is just to scare the tenants, he can't afford that responsibility and doesn't have that strong spiritual power.Compared with spanning such a large area at one time, it is much easier to control humans, small objects, and even the weather in the area.

A group of people went out, and Ling Xiao followed Chi Jiayan silently.

The local tyrants are in a hurry, as if they have endless things to do, and they are anxious to go to the next house.

"He Kangcheng might really die." Ling Xiao said.

"Then die." Chi Jiayan said calmly, "What does it have to do with me?"

"You... don't want to save him?"

"Why should I save him?" Chi Jiayan turned his head, smiling with peachy eyes, "He probably wants more compensation so that he can live alone and get rid of his grandma. Nursing homes are good, but how can there be relatives by the side? A person who doesn't know how to cherish and is unwilling to give and change will die when he dies."

He really didn't take human life seriously.

Even if you know that your sentence "die if you want to die" has a big loophole, if a person really thinks this way in his heart, then it will be infinitely magnified in his heart after he said it, and there is a great possibility that it will eventually lead to a tragedy , Chi Jiayan didn't have the slightest sympathy either.

And the good image in the past is really completely subverted.

Ling Xiao wanted to say something else, but Chi Jiayan changed the subject: "Brother, you called me by my name just now."

Ling Xiao now understands why those peach blossom eyes are smiling: "..."

"Don't deny it." Chi Jia said with pears, "Jiajia...your name is Jiajia, I like it very much when you call me that."

Ling Xiao turned around and left.

When the two went downstairs, Chi Jiayan realized that the one with the mask hadn't followed.

Before he had time to ask a question, he bumped into Lu Cheng who was rushing over.

The deer was disembodied, with majestic bare feet and horns on its head, walking from the bustling crowd discussing relocation.

"Lord Lingxiao!" He waved his hand, "Jiajia! Why are you here?"

Ling Xiao knew what he was here for, so after a moment of pondering, Chi Jiayan spoke first.

"Lu Cheng!" Chi Jiayan looked a little young, and waved his hand, "Why are you here?"

Lu Cheng was used to Ling Xiao's silence and indifference, and he didn't feel embarrassed, so he walked over with a smile: "Well, it's not the kind of job that remains unchanged for thousands of years... Someone here is about to jump off the building."

At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted: "Someone is going to jump off the building!!"

This sentence was like pouring water into a frying pan. All of a sudden, the excitement and anxiety caused by the relocation made the people at the scene chaotic.

Amid the din of voices, Ling Xiao raised his head.

He Kangcheng didn't know when he climbed up to the top floor, stood on the top of the building, and looked downstairs blankly.

Lu Cheng sighed beside him, and said to himself: "Oh, these people commit suicide, and they don't choose a good way to die. Even if you hang yourself or throw yourself into a river, it's better than falling from a high place like jumping off a building. At least a whole body can be left. It’s a good thing we collect souls, not corpses, otherwise it would be disgusting... Why do we have these things every year.”

As he spoke, he took out a bunch of black fur balls from his wide sleeves. They smelled of death, and walked into the corridor in a neat queue.

"It may be too late now," Ling Xiao said.

Chi Jiayan also looked upstairs, as if he didn't expect that someone in the world would really want to die because of his cowardice, a look of disgust appeared on his face.

"What is this kind of person doing alive?" He asked back, paused and said viciously, "Death is not a pity."