Falling In Love With The Grim Reaper

After sorting out the spirit beads of all the dead souls at the accident scene in Qiufeng City, the god of death then went to the scene of the big explosion in a certain square in Dongrong City.

The adjustment of the horoscope seems blunt and simple. Someone released gossip and began to spread the doomsday talk, saying that God is going to destroy the world, and almost laughed the deer to death.

But all smiles, he still sees the situation very clearly. Regarding the fact that the future has been changed, apart from him, Reaper, and Chi Jiayan, the only one who knows is fate.The other gods in charge didn't know that all these sudden events were related to the time-space jump that the god of death had carried out.

On the seventh day, after traveling back and forth to more than a dozen big cities and dozens of small cities day and night, everything calmed down a little.

Death can finally catch his breath.

Before leaving, Lu Cheng said: "Well... it's inconvenient for your mask to be damaged, do you need me to ask fate to make you another one?"

"No need." Death said coldly.

Now they are standing at the scene of a bus accident. Without the cover of a mask, Reaper usually stands in a dark and inconspicuous corner when working.

That mask is not just an invisibility prop as Lu Cheng imagined, so to speak - it is actually the human imprisonment of the god of death, and it is unique. How could there be a second substitute?

Even after following the god of death for hundreds of years, Lu Cheng was still frightened by the cold and shrank his neck.

He thought he was meddling, so he had nothing to say: "Okay. Then I'll go first, and you can go back to accompany Jiajia."

This was the first time they talked about Chi Jiayan in a few days.

"Accompany?" Death was puzzled, he originally planned to go back to Hades to rest, "Why do you want to accompany?"

Lu Cheng raised his head in surprise, and then his expression became... a bit complicated.

"Human beings like someone... they all need that person's company." Lu Cheng is struggling to guide his boss who has been single for thousands of years, "otherwise they will feel very insecure, unable to feel love, and will be very sad."

"Is there such a thing?" Death frowned.

Such a thing seems to be unheard of in Eros.

The god of death has seen the god of love spreading the seeds of love, planting the seedlings of love in the hearts of some destined people, and confirming the relationship between each other through the things in the bed; , can also produce the feeling called "love".

Does love still need company?

"Let me say, Master Ling Xiao." Lu Cheng couldn't restrain his disbelief all over his face, "You don't think...you haven't thought of contacting him after coming out for so long, have you?"

"En." The god of death has quickly summoned the blue wind.

Regarding the matter of contacting Chi Jiayan, Reaper really hadn't thought about it.

This kind of behavior will make Chi Jiayan sad?

……

Humans are really troublesome creatures.

"You don't even think about him?" Lu Cheng continued to ask in disbelief.

"Yeah." The god of death was expressionless.

Actually he thought about it.

I don’t know if it’s because I merged with myself in this timeline, the child’s voice, appearance, and even the scent of yogurt scattered on the floor that night, all popped out at an unexpected moment.

Maybe, when the god of death chokes the neck of a disobedient soul trying to escape with one hand; maybe, when the god of death looks coldly at the tragic death of the undead and cries; About Chi Jiayan's different age groups.

The most exaggerated thing was that he ran into a couple who were still kissing after death.

He immediately thought of the taste of Chi Jiayan's lips.

It's soft and sweet. I tasted it just once. It's like being poisoned by some kind of itchy poison, and I can't help it.

Would love to hold that person down again.

He felt that this was all a fusion of the weak and incompetent Ling Xiao. They merged into one, and their thoughts were influencing each other, so he consciously controlled it.

"Ah?" Lu Cheng was stunned, "I really don't think so at all?"

The god of death turned and left without looking back, Lu Cheng was speechless, he didn't believe that the god of death didn't like Chi Jiayan.

Even before the two gods of death had not merged, he could tell the difference from the way they looked at Chi Jiayan.May I ask, which human being can get the tenderness in the eyes of the god of death?

But the god of death can actually not miss the person he likes... Oh my god, does this happen as long as he becomes the god of death?

Will you really not feel the joy of the world?

He suddenly started to really not want to succeed again.

The god of death came at the entrance of a cake shop in Chunnan City.

For some reason, some pictures about this cake shop emerged in his mind, and he came to the door of the shop naturally.

It seemed that Chi Jiayan had sat in the window before. In the flashback in his mind, he was sitting on a high stool and beckoning to himself, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and there were two small dimples on both sides of his cheeks.

The smile was as sweet as waiting for someone who had been waiting for a long time to finally come, which made Death suddenly feel warm in his heart.

"Mr. Ling, long time no see!" The young female shop assistant greeted him warmly - she thought this tall man's surname was Ling.

It seemed that he had come here with Chi Jiayan before, that's right.

Chi Jiayan always called him "Brother Lingxiao".

The Grim Reaper sighed in his heart, not knowing when he would be able to fully integrate the memories of the past month.

"Yeah." Reaper agreed coldly.

As soon as he entered the store, he attracted the attention of most customers.

For one thing, he was indeed too tall, with a height of a few meters, which made the small shop look cramped.

It turned out that his appearance and the noble and aloof temperament on his body were too incompatible with this place.

"Are you still buying chocolate brownies today?" the female clerk opened the cabinet and asked politely.

"Hmm." Reaper doesn't really remember the species.

"There's the last one." The female clerk smiled, "You guys are so lucky, you can find it every time you come and it's still not sold out. That cute little handsome guy seems to like this one very much."

Reaper is not good at chatting, and he has no intention of talking.

Fortunately, the female clerk seemed to know him a little bit, knowing that this customer was always indifferent, so she didn't say anything more, and quickly packed the cake and handed it to him with both hands.

The god of death took out the money from the black robe to pay, then turned and left.

Walking to the door, the keen intuition made Death look at the French windows of the cake shop.

Sitting there was a woman with long curly hair. Her better figure was wrapped in a black ultra-short dress, revealing only her deep clefts and slender fair legs. She was wearing three-inch high heels, looking very charming.Seeing that the god of death found her gaze, she smiled charmingly, her brows were affectionate.

Such a stunner may be rare in the world.

However, he is not interested and does not know him.

The woman blinked at him, and took a naughty bite of the cake on her plate, with a little cream on her red lips, which was not without temptation.

The god of death turned a blind eye and walked away expressionlessly.

"It's really boring..." The woman murmured coquettishly, then squinted her eyes to look at the back of Death, and continued to eat in a good mood.

Aware of the coming of the god of death, the ghosts in the west district of Chunnan City were frightened.

Those who were more clever could smell the frost and snow breath of the god of death as early as a hundred meters away, and they notified one after another, as if they were facing a big enemy.

Then...they saw Grim Reaper, a cold, aloof Grim Reaper, with a cold face, walking over with a small bag with a pink package and a bow tie.

"I told you that I met the guy who bought the cake, you don't believe me!" Some ghosts raised their eyebrows.

"Hey, I probably bought it for that monster." Another ghost said viciously.

"People haven't arrested you to wash the toilet now...you're still angry." A ghost teased.

The ghost who was forced to clean the toilet for the "monster" for a month was still unconvinced, but he didn't know what to say.Indeed, the child who looks good but has a vicious mind hasn't come out to harm anyone for a long time.

A few days ago, I saw it from a distance by the embankment once, as if it was hiding from someone, it didn't dare to stay for long and quickly ran away.

When the god of death returned to Chi Jiayan's house, Chi Jiayan was not alone.

Sitting in the room was a young man wearing glasses and dressed in rustic and shabby clothes. He looked much cleaner and tidier than before—it was He Kangcheng.

Seeing the god of death appearing at the door, he immediately stood up, his face blushing a lot: "You, hello."

Death frowned, why is this person here?

When Chi Jiayan heard the voice coming out of the kitchen, he seemed surprised by his appearance.But that surprise was only for a moment, Chi Jiayan quickly looked away, and returned to the kitchen indifferently without saying anything.

The knife clanged on the chopping board, much louder than before, but it didn't seem impatient.

Because someone is trying a little too hard to be methodical.

He Kangcheng stammered: "Thank you, thank you for saving me last time. I regret it when I think about it now. I, I'm too cowardly..."

Before he could finish speaking, the god of death said directly: "You are not welcome here."

He was not polite to those who had hurt and excluded Chi Jiayan.

"I know, I'm here to apologize." He Kangcheng turned pale again, "Jiajia said he forgives me, but I still want to do something. I really appreciate everything you have done for me..."

After saying this, He Kangcheng hurried past him with his head down, opened the door and left.

After confirming that the door to the yard was closed and the annoying person had left, the Grim Reaper walked into the kitchen with long legs.

Chi Jiayan was cutting the fruit seriously with his back turned to him.

Well, I am really serious. I have cut two large pots and have not stopped.

Looks like it took at least half an hour to cut...

So, was it because He Kangcheng was here and Chi Jiayan didn't want to talk to He Kangcheng that he hid in the kitchen?Then why not just chase He Kangcheng away?

The god of death found that he would also think about these trivial and trivial things.

"You're not welcome here either." Chi Jiayan didn't turn his head.

Reaper put the cake on the Nakajima stage.

He took off his outer robe and threw it on, as comfortable and natural as his own home.

"Why?" Death asked.

Chi Jiayan paused, and his voice was a little stiff: "If you are not welcome, you are not welcome. Why are there so many reasons? I hate you and don't want to see you, is that okay?"

The god of death became a little angry when he heard this sentence.

"How can you understand that there is only one me in the world?"

Chi Jiayan was startled with anger, and he cut the fruits with speed in his hands, as if he wanted to smash them into pieces.

The Grim Reaper looked at his movements and his face became even more serious.

"Ah!" Chi Jiayan cried out in pain, and the knife fell to the ground with a "bang bang".

Death's figure was too fast to see clearly.

Before Chi Jiayan could react, someone grabbed his finger and put it in his mouth.

He saw the God of Death lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on the high bridge of his nose.His face was cold, slightly angry, but his thin lips gently sucked his cut finger, and the tip of his tongue moved slightly due to the movement.

This action made Chi Jiayan's face redden uncontrollably and quickly.

It's... so annoying.

The author has something to say: I don't think you can guess who that woman is, :).