Falling In Love With The Grim Reaper

This deadlock is not a matter of abilities, or who dies first, but a matter of time.

Cupid's inadvertent sentence "how long will it take" gave Death a new idea.

The Grim Reaper didn't know if he had really experienced 99 times in the so-called cycle with Chi Jiayan. If they were really still in the cycle, then these nodes were like a ring, existing from beginning to end.

Even if Reaper thinks he has changed the future, those are just the future in the circle.

This means that in this loop, time is inherently constant.

Chi Jiayan said just now that they were like playing a game, and every time they didn't get the desired result, they would read the article again.

This time, because they accidentally entered the barrier and did not die immediately, they had a bargaining chip to turn around.

So why don't you change your mind, don't restart, but keep following the game?

As long as Chi Jiayan is not sure that the task is completed, as long as Chi Jiayan lives long enough to reach the node when everything started, that is, the day of the playground-there will be two 27-year-old Chi Jiayan in the world at the same time, And make two into one.

From that day on, the cycle will break itself.

In fact, they don't need to break the game now.

Reaper knew it was possible, but the only problem now was that they might not survive nine years.

At least not at the same time.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Chi Jiayan lay on the bed, hugging Death's waist sideways.

The Grim Reaper lowered his head, his long hair cascading down with his movements.

He has no clothes yet, but this image does not appear frivolous or lustful, still like the most noble god.

His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his expression was indifferent, and the anger just now was completely gone.

"It's nothing. I'm here, you go to sleep." Death touched his head.

Chi Jiayan seemed to have given up hope.

His face was still pale, and he obediently put his head on Death's lap, and followed Death's words without paying much attention.

The presence of the god of death really made him feel at ease.

After a while, Cang Feng, who sensed his master's thoughts, supported his frail body and jumped off the bed.

Chi Jiayan, who was holding Cang Feng, had already fallen asleep, his pale face was a bit uglier than before, when Cang Feng left, he subconsciously curled up as if he was afraid of the cold.

Death pulled the quilt over, covered him up, and kissed his forehead again.

Cang Feng's four legs were trembling.

It tried its best to transform itself into the form of a giant wolf, and carried its master away from the barrier.

It has been a long time since death returned.

Chi Jiayan, who had woken up and lay in a daze on the bed, didn't seem to notice that he had gone out at all.

"Eat this." Death stuffed a round sugar pill into his mouth.

Feeling the sweetness on the tip of Chi Jiayan's tongue, he squinted his eyes comfortably: "When did my brother buy the candy...I really like the taste."

The god of death looked at him for a while, and then asked in a hoarse voice: "Jiajia, is the little bottle I gave you last time still there?"

Chi Jiayan smiled when he heard the words, his dark eyes softly said: "Yes."

The bottle was small, like a beautiful pendant, he made it into a necklace and carried it with him, and took it off and put it under the pillow when he came here.

Cang Feng lay on the side, heard the master's question and consciously pushed the pillow away, and then got down on the face in some spirit.

Chi Jiayan took the bottle and held it between his fingers for a closer look, then pinched it again in the palm of his hand suddenly, and said vigilantly: "Brother, don't you want to go back? This is mine."

Death said: "No."

Chi Jiayan pretended to breathe a sigh of relief: "That's good."

It took a long time this time before the god of death said: "I need... to put it in my memory."

"What do you mean?" Chi Jiayan sat up, "Why did you put it in your memory?"

The snow outside the window was thicker than before.

The room was quiet, only Cang Feng's extremely uncomfortable and clear panting sound.

Reaper stood up and walked to the window with his back facing him, his figure was as tall as when they first met: "Jiajia, will you listen to me?"

Chi Jiayan clenched the bed sheet subconsciously, realizing that he was going to say something bad: "What are you going to do? Brother?"

"Answer me first." The God of Death's side face was against the light, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"……meeting."

"Very good." The god of death said lightly, "This time, you have to live well for me. When we meet next time, you have to be responsible for returning the memory to me."

"Meet next time?" Chi Jiayan asked nervously, "Why do you want to meet next time?"

Reaper turned around and hugged Chi Jiayan, like a kitten, he gently sucked away the crystal clear tears that flowed out of Chi Jiayan's face unconsciously.

Chi Jiayan could feel that his breath of frost and snow was still there, but it had faded a lot, and it was mixed with some unfamiliar violence and restlessness.

"Do you remember?" Death God may have been exhausted, and pressed Chi Jiayan, who was also naked, to the glass to save effort, and the pain of being swallowed back by the dark demon was encroaching on him, "Your 27 years old... the beginning of everything That day."

Chi Jiayan was shivering from the cold of the glass, but he had no time to think about it: "Why do you ask this?"

Just hearing this kind of words, you know that you must be preparing some bad foreshadowing!

"I need you to live, to cover the day when everything started." Death said.

"What about you? Are you going to die? I don't want you, I don't want you to die!" No matter how stupid Chi Jiayan was, he knew what the god of death meant, "I don't want to live to be 27 alone!"

"Being disobedient is not a good boy." The god of death bit him punitively, "I won't live long now, you dare to commit suicide after I die."

"Anyway, it's not the first time!" Chi Jiayan cried, and then realized, "What did you eat for me just now?!"

The god of death didn't answer that question, but slapped him hard on the buttocks, without restraint at all, and even made a slap mark.

"There will never be another time for suicide." The God of Death said coldly, "Listen to me carefully."

Chi Jiayan refused, and opened his mouth to bite his tongue, trying to forcibly restart the cycle.

The Grim Reaper blocked his mouth and cursed vaguely: "It really is a fool."

"What did you eat for me?" Chi Jiayan's voice was as soft as a meow, "You, you are not allowed to go! I would rather die..."

The two kissed to the depths and their bodies were entangled. This disobedient person gradually lost the wind in the rhythm.

"Listen to me this time." Grim Reaper briefly explained the analysis, "The only thing you need to do is go to the playground to find yourself, and wait for me."

"What if you make a wrong calculation! You will be erased by time forever! You will disappear! I don't want to do this, I don't want to bet, let's think of other ways, okay? Brother... Please..."

"Jiajia, do you love me?"

This is the first time they have said the word.

There was a clearly visible black air on Death's face.

No matter how stupid Chi Jiayan was, he understood what he ate just now. With tears streaming down his face, he nodded frantically and kissed him: "I love you! I love your brother!..."

"Very good. Hang in there and wait for me at your 27."

Chi Jiayan heard this sentence before he passed out.

"I'll be there again."

……

"I promise."

The god of death fed Chi Jiayan with his remaining vitality, then took him out of the barrier and went to the hospital.

This time the cycle is about to end, and in fact he doesn't know what he will face.

Fortunately, he has a group of colleagues who are willing to help unconditionally. It turns out that these strange creatures appeared in his life for no reason.

During Chi Jiayan's coma, he did many things.

Lucheng inherited the position of God of Death.

Oneiroi separated his memory.

Eros is responsible for taking care of Chi Jiayan.

Yunshen is responsible for the hospital's expenses.

--"etc!"

The man on the other end of the phone suddenly interrupted him, and asked in confusion, "Who are you saying is responsible for your hospital's expenses?"

Chi Jiayan was stunned: "God of luck. His name is Kong Fang."

The man had been listening patiently, but he couldn't help but yell at this: "Your sister, Kong Fang! The one who helped you pay the hospital is Lao Tzu He Kangcheng!! Chi Jia said you can do it, I have worked so hard to save money. All the money I gave you to pay the medical bills, you fucking woke up and told me a story?!"

Chi Jiayan's brain hurts from being yelled at.

He tried to explain, but He Kangcheng almost burst his eardrums.

"Falling in love with Death?!" He Kangcheng seemed to be about to go berserk, "Talking about your sister! Thanks to me, I was worried that you would die, and I didn't dare to come to see you for fear of bad luck. I called the remote control staff to take care of you every day. You said you were alone. Lonely, if it weren’t for me, you would have died on the road long ago. You’re still in love with the God of Death, bullshit! I think you’re going to pass through the gates of hell! This money will be recorded!”

Before Chi Jiayan could say a word, the phone was hung up.

The nurse pushed the door open and saw him awake: "Mr. Chi, are you awake? Do you want me to call the doctor for you?"

Chi Jiayan woke up this morning.

He seemed to have had a long, long dream, and he couldn't tell what year it was.

The first thing I thought of was my 27th birthday, which was spent with Lu Cheng and the others.Because of organ failure, he has been hospitalized on life support, but fortunately these friends often come to accompany.That night, for the first time ever, I went out to drink some wine with Huo Xin, and fell asleep when I came back.

When he woke up, they were nowhere to be seen.

The hospital was not the one he remembered. The doctors and nurses had all changed, and even the clothes and cell phones around him were completely different.

There were many unknown phone numbers in the phone, and while he was flipping through it, He Kangcheng's call came in.

He picked it up, and for some reason, the other party seemed to be a long-standing friend with him, so he felt relieved.But in the face of his doubts, the other party first asked him if he broke his brain?

then……

That's it.

The doctor came to check and asked about his condition.

Chi Jia said, "What's wrong with me?"

The nurse explained to the doctor on his behalf: "Mr. Chi seemed to be out of order when he woke up, and he forgot a lot of things."

"You fell on the head on the road a few days ago and had a slight concussion." The doctor comforted him, "It's normal to have temporary inability to remember things or a small amount of hallucinations."

"Illusion?" He froze.

"Yeah." The doctor nodded, "Don't worry, just rest and rest."

Chi Jiayan couldn't help shaking his hands and feet.

He looked out the window, the sky was bright, and the hustle and bustle of the city came into the ward, which seemed to bring him back to reality.

Chi Jiayan was sitting on the bed drawing when He Kangcheng came.

There is already a thick stack stacked on the bedside table, all of which are painted by the same person, and I don't know how long it has been painted.

The tall man was wearing a black robe, with a handsome face, but his expression was as cold as ice for a thousand years.

In some paintings, this man is holding a pale mask; in some paintings, this man is riding a huge black wolf; in some paintings, this man devours a ferocious devil.

"Who are you drawing?" He Kangcheng picked up a piece of paper.

Although it was just a painting, the cold phoenix eyes of the man in the painting made him feel unstoppable, and his legs almost gave way to his knees.

Chi Jia said, "Lingxiao."

"Who?" He Kangcheng had never heard of this name.

"Death." Chi Jiayan saw that "you're crazy" expression on him, and added, "You've seen it before. When your house was demolished and you had to jump off the building, he saved you."

He Kangcheng put down the painting.

Now he really thinks Chi Jiayan is crazy.

"When am I going to jump off the building?" He Kangcheng said, "The demolition of my house is something that happened after graduating from high school. At that time, I was with you on the forum to pick up jobs. Your partner is your partner, and I still jump off the building? This Can a hospital work, how did you get out of paranoia when you fell?"

Chi Jiayan paused the pen in his hand.

After a long time, he said firmly: "I don't have delusions. Otherwise, you go back to my house. There is a photo on the wall of my house on the second floor, and there is a picture of him on it."

He Kangcheng looked at him hesitantly.

"Jiajia, where did you get the second floor of that dilapidated house in Qingshui Community?"

"Qingshui Community?" Chi Jiayan closed his eyes and shook his head, "No, my house is in the West District, a small courtyard. I've sold Qingshui Community."

He Kangcheng really couldn't let it go.

He left without saying anything.

In the afternoon, he brought a man.

"Sister Qiuqiu." He Kangcheng said, "Tell Jiajia, is his house in the small courtyard or Qingshui Community?"

When Chi Jiayan heard the voice and looked towards the door, his eyes widened in an instant.

Actually, it turned out to be Yu Xiaoqiu?

Yu Xiaoqiu looks quite different from the past, with curly hair permed, high heels, miniskirt, and a big-name bag in her hand, her every move looks like a young woman.

She walked over involuntarily, and touched Chi Jiayan's forehead: "It's not burned."

"... Sister Qiuqiu?" Chi Jiayan was dumbfounded.

"You still remember me, so you're not crazy." Yu Xiaoqiu said, "Stinky boy, I drive my mother away every time. It's a big game now. How about I call my dad and ask him to give me a call?" Would you like to change to another hospital?"

"That's fine." He Kangcheng said, "I'll get him an expert to look at it..."

The two talked for a while before realizing that the protagonist didn't respond.

Looking over at the same time, they saw Chi Jiayan standing at the window, looking at the sky stupidly.

Impossible, impossible, all hallucinations.

He remembered that he was in the hospital when he woke up, because of organ failure, he was in the intensive care unit with a tube inserted.

He remembered that he was crying to find Ling Xiao, and was hugged tightly by Eros and comforted softly.

He remembered that on the day Lu Cheng succeeded him, he finally went to buy a pair of shoes, and the adult Lu Cheng also turned into a huge black wolf as a mount.

He still remembered that there was a shiny little bottle hanging around his neck, which was Ling Xiao's memory. There was another thing in the bottle. Compared with that, he felt that this memory was his happiness.

Now he touched the empty neck, but there was nothing there.

Is he...really crazy?

After half a month of transfer to another hospital for treatment, Chi Jiayan finally remembered what happened to him.

Everything was exactly the same as what He Kangcheng and Yu Xiaoqiu said.

His name is Chi Jiayan.27 years old this year.

He is a word spirit, and he makes a living by taking orders from forums.

He lives in Qingshui District, a lonely family. A few days ago, he went out to celebrate his birthday alone, and accidentally fell on the road after drinking, that's all.

Everything in that dream was just a dream.

But I always feel that there is something important that I can't remember.

Passing by a tattoo parlor one day, Chi Jiayan remembered a conversation in his dream.

Ling Xiao.

That person's name means straight up to the sky, which means cloud.

He walked in, as if as a souvenir, and tattooed himself a cloud totem.

Because the tattoo was a bit painful, I took a taxi directly when I went home. The master chose to take the west district of Chunnan City in order to take a shortcut.

"Jiajia." He Kangcheng called. "The owner of the amusement park, Mr. Lin, called again! The newly opened one made him very annoyed. He asked us to take orders, will you do it?"

A small dilapidated courtyard flashed past the car window.

"What did you say?" Chi Jiayan couldn't believe his ears.

"Playground!" He Kangcheng said impatiently, "The price is very high! If you miss it, you will lose it!"

Chi Jiayan hung up the phone and shouted: "Master, stop! Stop!!"

The taxi driver didn't know why, but a hundred-yuan bill was thrown in front of him, and the passenger rushed down without waiting for the change.

The vehicles passing by on the road honked their horns sharply, and Chi Jiayan rushed to the opposite side of the road desperately.

He couldn't control his beating heart, he remembered!

The day before his birthday, he was afraid that something unknown would happen, so he hid Ling Xiao's memory in advance.

He remembered that the small bottle should have been buried under the Jujube tree in the yard by himself!

In the dim light and shadow, he frantically dug the soil with his hands, and the nails of his ten fingers almost turned over.

He didn't seem to feel the pain, and his tears scattered in the night wind.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally found a small golden bottle in the dirt.

It is Ling Xiao's memory! !

He is not crazy!

The ecstasy has not dissipated, but more golden light gradually shines.

With tears in his eyes, Chi Jiayan saw the scene that made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Under this Jujube orchid, there are densely packed many small bottles shining with golden light - if you count carefully, there should be 100 of them.

Like, this has happened a hundred times.

The author has something to say: It's been a long time.