After going out, it rained a little less.

In fact, whether it is buying a cake or a mobile phone, you don't have to go right away.

But the god of death is not a human being, and he doesn't have the idea of ​​"under what circumstances can he go out".And Chi Jiayan seemed to like rainy days very much. He could control the weather moderately, but he went out with a big black umbrella, and stepped into the puddle like he did when he was a child.

The child who held the little red umbrella and jumped in the puddles in the yellow rain boots seemed to be back again.

Chi Jiayan was wearing a pair of sandals, and his feet were soaked in the rain and got some mud from the bottom of the pit, but his toes looked fairer.

He turned around and smiled at the god of death, his wet brows and eyes were dark, like a wet ink painting.

"Save my name first." Chi Jiayan walked backwards facing the god of death, "I will be the first contact in my brother's phone."

Reaper put away the umbrella in his hand and threw it away, then strode forward and snatched the umbrella from Chi Jiayan's hand.

"What's wrong?" Chi Jiayan was puzzled.

The god of death pulled him closer, and the umbrella tilted slightly above his head: "Dangerous."

His expression was indifferent, but what he said was concerned.Under the crowded umbrella, this concern is enclosed in a small world, directly hitting people's hearts.

"I'm not afraid." Chi Jiayan said heartlessly, "Brother is the god of death, you are by my side, what else should I be afraid of?"

The two held an umbrella together, Chi Jiayan had nothing in his hand, and suddenly felt at a loss.

He scratched his head first, then touched his neck, then put his hands into his pockets.At this time, a couple beside him who also shared an umbrella laughed and walked by. Chi Jiayan looked at their backs and wondered what he was thinking.

I went to the cake shop to buy a cake first, but the brownies were gone, so I had to buy something else.

Chi Jiayan didn't appear very disappointed, it seemed that as long as it was dessert, he could satisfy his appetite.

"That cake is for you." Death said suddenly, and added, "He is very rude."

Chi Jiayan came back to his senses, and quickly waved his hands: "It's okay, that sister... No, Huo Xin also invited me to eat."

Reaper was noncommittal.

Chi Jiayan had no friends, and when He Kangcheng came to his door, he could hide in the kitchen, so as to avoid getting closer to each other after getting acquainted, and causing unnecessary harm to the other party.Presumably it was because he discovered that Huo Xin was not a human being, so he interacted with her without any grievances.

"Stop interacting with him." The God of Death frowned.

Chi Jiayan paused for a moment but didn't raise his head, he bit his spoon and said, "Okay."

In that case, he would have no friends again.

After eating the cake, the two went to the mobile phone store again.

When paying, Chi Jiayan wanted to rush to pay, but Reaper couldn't help but settle the bill and follow the salesperson to get the mobile phone card.

The god of death doesn't have much money, and it's all randomly taken from the god of fortune. He doesn't spend much money, and he doesn't like to eat food from the world, so he has no idea about it.And some gods even bought a house in the human world, opened a company, and did not forget to enjoy themselves after work, such as Eros.Working in this low-dimensional world is more like a game to them.

When Reaper came back, he saw Chi Jiayan sitting at the table, and someone was accosting him.

The other party was a young man, who should have come into the store to shelter from the rain.

The shop was full of little girls, and the only boy sitting in the conspicuous place was Chi Jiayan, but Chi Jiayan was outstanding in appearance, and his indifferent and delicate young face attracted people's attention even more.

"My house is near here." The man said, "I don't know what happened to the cat at home. I have been on a temporary business trip for two days and it must be starving at home. Alas, it rained again."

Chi Jiayan is also a cat person.

He remembered something: "Did I see you somewhere?"

The man didn't think about it for a while, but he still pretended to feel the same way: "Yes, yes, yes, I also feel that I have seen you somewhere. I felt it as soon as I came in."

Chi Jiayan narrowed his eyes: "I remember, I saw you at the pet hospital last time."

The man was very surprised: "Really?"

Chi Jiayan's expression suddenly became a little coquettish, he hooked his red lips, and sneered: "Yes. Your cat is seriously ill and needs to be fostered. You only went to the cat on the first day of hospitalization, and you didn't give it up after that. Fei didn't show up anymore, so he was abandoned in the hospital. Why did you buy a new cat now?"

People outside the window walked by in twos and threes, but the man felt a chill behind him.

He's starting to feel like he shouldn't be in this store for shelter, and he shouldn't be accosting this pretty boy.

"Maybe you should also taste the feeling of being abandoned." Chi Jiayan stared at him with dark eyes, "You also suffered from a serious illness, and the whole world left you, the illness will slowly torture you until You die with nothing."

The man took two steps back, his face flushed red: "You, are you sick?"

After speaking, he opened the door and went out, plunged headlong into the rain, before running a few steps, he suddenly knelt down, clutching his chest, as if he couldn't breathe due to chest pain.Pedestrians passing by in twos and threes with umbrellas on the road turned a blind eye to him, treating him like air.

Despair gradually surfaced on the man's face.

"Jiajia." A familiar indifferent voice sounded from behind.

Chi Jiayan, who was originally looking out the window with a blank expression on his face, was startled, only then did he realize who he was with.

He turned his head and saw that the god of death had been standing there for an unknown how long and heard something, and his face gradually became stiff: "I'm sorry, brother, you can punish me."

"How to punish?" The God of Death looked restrained, unable to see whether he was angry or not.

He really felt that Chi Jiayan had done something wrong, but he didn't think about punishment.

Chi Jia said: "You can be punished in any way."

"Okay." Reaper's eyes darkened for a moment, thinking about the suggestions that Cupid had made before, and then said, "We will talk about the punishment later. Now you cancel the curse first."

An irresponsible owner is not guilty of death, and a person's life and death cannot be changed at will, especially at this juncture.

The man was still kneeling in the rain, huddled up in embarrassment, looking straight ahead at taking out his cell phone from his pocket to make an emergency call.

Chi Jiayan glanced outside, but turned away.

He refused.

The god of death opened his lips again and said: "There are not so many people in the world who can do whatever they want, Jiajia, you have to learn to control yourself, this is what you said."

Now that everything has changed, Chi Jiayan can't go on the road of being 27 years old. Most of Yan Ling died early because of evil deeds or spiritual power backlash, and the god of death doesn't want to see that result again.

The restart of the horoscope is a good time for Chi Jiayan to find himself.

"Damn him." Chi Jiayan said stubbornly.

Sporadic images suddenly flashed in Death's mind.

It seems that this kind of confrontation has happened before. Once this speech spirit finds a little bit of humanity in the other party, he forgets his promise and is driven by instinct to use spiritual power indiscriminately.In that scene, I reached out and touched his head, and then said something, Yan Ling's attitude softened...

Thinking of this, the god of death stretched out his hand, and gently stroked his head: "A good boy is what he says."

Chi Jiayan opened his eyes wide, looked at him in disbelief, and then slowly blushed.

This trick really worked.

He walked into the rain with an umbrella, said something to the man on the ground, and then came over and said, "Brother, I was wrong."

The god of death responded and walked on the way home.

From this little episode, Chi Jiayan couldn't control his malice, and the god of death couldn't help but think of the person Eros mentioned.

The God of Death returned to this timeline this time to become one with another self. Everything was settled, but when you think about these things together, you feel that it is only a superficial calm. The place is undercurrents.

He needs to go to the hospital with Eros as soon as possible to see what's going on.

Chi Jiayan, however, dawdled. He knew that the god of death would leave after returning, so he walked very slowly.

"Actually speaking, I'm more damned than that man." Chi Jiayan whispered, "I know that Xiao Hei is old, but I still can't bear it...I forced it to stay, and it lies down every day. It must be very hard if you can’t move.”

"Will you let it go?"

Chi Jiayan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

He was actually ready to lose Xiao Hei, but he couldn't help feeling sad.

While hating that unscrupulous owner, he also hated himself.

Unknowingly he walked more slowly.

The god of death discovered this, thinking of the couple passing by holding hands on the road before, Chi Jiayan seemed to have envy in his eyes at that time.

He stretched out his hand: "Come."

"Huh?" Chi Jiayan didn't react.

"Do you want to take it?" Death asked.

He still remembered that this child once sprained his ankle, and even lied to his other self that he was the one who carried him back.

You must like this kind of contact very much.

Chi Jiayan blushed again, and quickly passed her hand up.

The Grim Reaper held hands that were a circle smaller than himself in a gesture that looked like he was dragging a three-year-old child.Not like a couple, but like an elder.

Chi Jiayan thought he was still a little angry, so he said, "I didn't mean to."

"What?" Reaper looked ahead.

"That person." Chi Jia said, "When I think about it now, I feel that it was too much. But I didn't know what happened at the time, I really wanted him to taste the pain, even if he died, it doesn't matter."

"Just change it."

Chi Jiayan thought for a while before saying, "So, when will you take me to the soul washing pool?"

The god of death stopped in his tracks: "You haven't told me yet, how do you know about the soul washing pool?"

Last time the conversation was interrupted by that kiss, and it was only then that the god of death realized that there were times when he was not organized, so he should have clarified this matter first.

"You told me." Chi Jiayan replied obediently, "You said that my ability can be washed away there, and I can become an ordinary person."

Reaper didn't believe he would do this.

That pain is beyond the reach of ordinary people, how could Chi Jiayan be allowed to suffer like that?

"What else did I say?" Death asked.

Chi Jiayan knew that his memory hadn't come back yet, but he felt that his face was too big for him to repeat those words again.

Because Huo Xin's appearance told him, especially Huo Xin's somewhat similar face told him that there might be nothing special about him.

So he thought about it and said: "You said that after the ability is stripped, you will eliminate it for me, and after I die, I will not bring it into my life chart and bring it into the next reincarnation. You also said that it will be very painful, let me think about it." Good. You will accompany me when the time comes."

Hearing this, God of Death finally realized something was wrong.

First of all, the supernatural ability will become a small spirit bead after being washed by the soul washing pool, which will be stripped out as the imprint of the soul, and will become the food of Blue Wind like other spirit beads.Secondly, supernatural powers will not be brought into the natal chart, let alone follow humans into the next reincarnation.

It is impossible for the other self not to know.

"When did it happen?" Death asked again.

Chi Jiayan thought for a while: "It was you... the morning you came back. I remember very clearly that the sky was very strange when you told me that there was a whirlpool in the middle of the sky... there were many ghosts running around on the road. It rained heavily, but there was no rain after that. You were a little strange that day..."

Ling Xiao was not as indifferent as usual that day, and his tone of speech was different. He was persuasive, as if he really hoped that Chi Jiayan could go to the soul pool.

Thinking of this, Chi Jiayan suddenly whispered: "Brother, could it be that it's not you—it's another future you?"

The god of death had probably guessed what was going on.

He said coldly, "No."

Chi Jiayan still looked at him stupidly.

The god of death then added: "Don't believe a word you saw 'me' say that morning."

Because it wasn't him at all, and it couldn't be him from any time and space. His time and space jump had stopped the moment his natal chart restarted.

In this world, there are not only gods who maintain the operation of all things, but also other things that arise as the times require.

That demon who relies on sucking up all the greed and ugliness in the world should be locked in the deepest part of another world.

It can transform into all forms, and achieves its evil evolution by absorbing the spontaneous desires of the human heart.If it really escaped while taking advantage of the chaos, it wouldn't be unreasonable to want to obtain the powerful ability of Yan Ling.

If it was before the restart of the horoscope, the possibility of the dark demon escaping was almost zero, but now even the god of death is not sure.

Apart from this, he could find no other explanation.

I thought that Chi Jiayan would insist on going to the soul pool, but when he heard "don't believe a word", he just seemed a little disappointed.

After a while, he nodded: "OK."

The god of death said: "In the future, whenever you see me, you need to confirm my identity."

Chi Jiayan was a little confused: "How to confirm?"

In the thin rain curtain, the god of death's umbrella tilted slightly, blocking the curious eyes of passers-by.

If Huo Xin didn't appear suddenly, he would have wanted to do this a long time ago.

The God of Death wrapped his arms around Chi Jiayan's waist, pulled him close to him, then lowered his head and grabbed his two lips exuding the sweet and creamy scent.

After tossing and licking kisses, he ate Chi Jiayan from the inside out, and finally took a light bite on the rosy lips.

"That's confirmed." Death said coldly.

It's a pity that this sweetness and charm seem to be his unilateral feelings.

Because after being kissed, Chi Jiayan's eyes were red, his round eyes blinked, and Dou Da's tears fell out: "Brother, don't do this again...I don't want to be someone else's substitute..."

The author has something to say: Huo Xin, who was eating snacks lawlessly on Chi Jiayan's sofa, suddenly had an ominous premonition.

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