Falling In Love With The Grim Reaper

Chunnan City is bustling and noisy at night.

A tall black figure appeared among the crowd waiting to cross the road at one end of the zebra crossing.

Some people looked at him in surprise, while others whispered excitedly about his appearance.

"My God...is it a star..."

"It's a supermodel... I'm really tall, I really want a phone..."

The Grim Reaper didn't realize that they were discussing himself at first. He had long been used to being invisible in this world, watching the emotions of human beings behind the mask.

In the reflection of the glass of the vehicle waiting for the red light at the stop line, he saw his own cold face—the pale mask that had been worn on his face all year round was gone, so these human beings were able to see his true face, and respected him This finger pointing.

He jumps back to this point in time to make sure he's wearing a mask, so what's going on?

When the green light came on, all the vehicles that were about to move were dispatched, but the sound of sudden braking kept coming and going. It seemed that there was a strange aura that caused the dead chaos.

Death frowned.

As he quickly crossed the block with his long legs, he subconsciously took out his mask.

But that mask that was supposed to be pale-white turned into a work of art with exaggerated graffiti?

……

"That mask! You gave him all the broken masks! He drew pictures on the mask, and I bought the paint with him!" Lu Cheng's noisy voice was still in his ears.

……

This was obviously written by Chi Jiayan.

The Grim Reaper stopped in his tracks, looked carefully, and indeed found that tiny crack under the thick paint, and it was obvious how much the young man tried his best to cover up this flaw.It's just a pity that he didn't know that no matter how well it covered up, the mask would be useless after all, it was proof that the god of death had desires.

Why, the mask that belongs to Ling Xiao, no!

He is Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao is him.

The god of death rearranged his thoughts, why... the mask belonging to Ling Xiao, who was so weak that he wanted to strike, suddenly appeared on him?

Where did his intact mask go?

A possibility popped into his mind.

Walking to a secluded place, he summoned Blue Wind and quickly headed to Chi Jiayan's house.

"Brother Lingxiao!"

In the night, the boy who was sitting on the rocking chair in the middle of the yard playing with cats heard the sound of the door opening, turned his head and smiled at him.

The warm yellow light hit the boy's face, making his face soft and beautiful, and his smile gentle and clear, which made people feel a little warm in the bottom of their hearts.

The Grim Reaper stood by the fence with a grim expression.

Chi Jiayan seemed to realize that he was a little strange, and his heart twitched for no reason, and he stammered a little: "You're back."

Reaper restrained his aura slightly, and asked directly, "What about him?"

"Her?" A confused look appeared on Chi Jiayan's face, and then he came back to his senses, biting his lower lip with self-blame, "I no longer control the teacher...she won't come again...although I'm bad , but I still keep my word. I am also slowly correcting it."

Obviously, they're not talking about the same person.

Seeing that he was still indifferent, Chi Jiayan turned around and put Xiao Hei down gently, and said something softly.

Then he pulled a pair of water-blue sandals and walked towards the god of death, with a flattering tone: "I promised you last time, so I will never make the same mistake again. I have to eat , um...it's not instant noodles, I made them myself. It's not bad, I think if I work hard, I might be able to be a chef. Do you want to eat it?"

The god of death was thinking, what did you promise?

What request did he make to Chi Jiayan?

The Grim Reaper confirmed his thoughts more and more.

He often jumps in time and space based on the node of a certain event, such as the moment of death. This time he also selected the event node, but it seems that something went wrong.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, frowning.

Sure enough, there was a one-month error in his space-time jump.

It's been a month since the attempted forced demolition, no wonder everything feels a little different.

In front of Chi Jiayan's body, most of the uncomfortable viciousness disappeared, and every frown and smile were quite innocent, which made Death not used to it.

"Are you tired today?" Chi Jiayan looked up at him slightly, his eyes sparkling, "Is it because you have a lot of work? Recently, things happen frequently, and I feel that the abnormal death rate seems to have changed. High, you are very busy."

"Let's go in." Reaper put down his hand and said calmly.

"Yeah!" Chi Jiayan nodded.

As soon as the two entered the door, Chi Jiayan found another pair of water-blue slippers from the shoe cabinet with ease, but the size was longer, as if they were often worn by someone.

The God of Death changed his shoes and took off his robe in a timely manner - Chi Jiayan took it over and hung it up neatly.

This situation is not considered ambiguous, but...too proficient.

As if it has happened so many times so skillfully.

"Blue Wind!" Chi Jiayan tugged at the hem of his outer robe, "Cang Feng, come out quickly, it's time to eat."

The golden beast totem did not respond.

In other words, it is also a bit muddled.

"Blue Wind, why don't you come out today." Chi Jiayan shook his clothes helplessly, "Are you tired too? I prepared a lot of canned food for you... there are beef flavor, cod fish flavor, and It tastes like chicken. I just finished petting the cat, and I really want to pet the dog... There are cats and dogs, everything is good."

The totem pretending to be dead was suddenly said to be a dog as a dignified giant wolf, and it let out an angry growl, whining, which was quite frightening.

Chi Jiayan was not afraid at all, and even touched it with a smile to comfort him.

Cang Feng had no temper and died down.

The Grim Reaper was looking at the room—except for the two of them, there was no trace of anyone else.

"Try the yogurt I made for the first time today." Chi Jiayan handed over a glass bowl, "It's with fruit. Brother, you like it sweeter."

Death doesn't like sweets.

Sweetness is delightful, satisfying, and lazy.

A god like him who needs to maintain a high degree of self-discipline at all times, in order to carry out the word indifference to the end, he rarely eats sweets.

However, maybe his mood has changed, or maybe the eyes in front of him are too full of expectation, so he just accepted it with a casual answer, and then walked to the photo wall.

Rao, as the god of death, he has no fear and no cloth, and when he saw the photos, he felt incredible and mysterious.

The group photo of the three of them in this room before was still hanging on the wall, but there were only two people left in the photo: one was Chi Jiayan who smiled and said "yeah", and the other One is the cold self.

Although he doesn't know which self is left in this picture, it is undeniable that one of him has disappeared.

No, to be precise, based on the current situation, he and his other self have merged into one.

There cannot be two identical leaves in the world.

Therefore, his mask was replaced by the mask of this time period, and he disappeared from the photo. In the current world, there is only one Ling Xiao.

Existing two selves at the same time is a paradox. He also knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be this time period—after he had just jumped in time and space, the time error caused him to lose this month's time. memory.

Those memories may not know when they will come to his mind through a medium of energy.

Of course, this time, it is impossible for Chi Jiayan to experience the energy of memory bursting out at the moment of death again, otherwise it would be meaningless for him to make this choice.

He made a choice, and time responded.

"Jiajia." He said, "Come here."

Chi Jiayan had had enough of teasing Cang Feng, and obediently came to his side: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Reaper stretched out his hand and caressed Chi Jiayan's neck unceremoniously.

Not long ago he touched a slender neck, that time it was for killing, this time it was...a completely different purpose.

He looked carefully over the skin of Chi Jiayan's neck near the ear, where there was a light pink scar, not too big, but a bit obvious.

Chi Jiayan's neck is slender and fair, like fine porcelain, it is a pity to have such a flaw.

"Does it still hurt?" Death asked.

He remembered that the child always said that he was dizzy, probably because the wound pierced by the glass had not healed.Now that the wound has been healed with his own eyes, the god of death is relieved.

Because of being touched by the cold palm of the god of death, Chi Jiayan's ears turned red, but he didn't dodge, just tilted his head slightly: "It's been gone for a long time. Brother...you just asked me a few days ago .”

"Well, ask again." The god of death let go of him, "Why are you still awake so late?"

Chi Jiayan said: "If you don't come back, I won't be able to sleep."

I always feel that it is too intimate, and the god of death can't answer this sentence.

Fortunately, he was used to being indifferent, so Chi Jiayan didn't notice anything unusual, and stood there stupidly, as if waiting for something.

Or rather, waiting for death to do something to him.

Death was a little puzzled.

"By the way, I've already considered it." Chi Jiayan suddenly moved closer, "That matter... I am willing."

Chi Jiayan seemed to have just taken a shower.

There was a faint aroma of shower gel on his body, like a dessert waiting to be tasted.

Their noses almost touched, and the distance between their lips was only a palm.

As long as the god of death lowers his head a little, he can grab those rosy lips.

So... the other self, what did he do this month?

If it refers to that kind of thing... don't you think it's too fast and too beastly?

Seeing the shy and timid look of the young man in front of him made Reaper relax for a moment, they got closer and closer, each felt the other's breathing and heard the rapid heartbeat of the other.

The sweet smell is close at hand, but there is a flashback in front of Death God.

That is a picture that happened in this house.

I was dressed in black and sat on the sofa with Chi Jiayan. Chi Jiayan was barefoot and wearing a royal blue pajamas, with her ears softly pressed against her cheeks. Suddenly, she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, her face burst into flames. red.

The Grim Reaper had no impression of the feeling of being kissed.

That was the other self of the kiss, the same one that the boy in front of him was going to kiss, it was the Ling Xiao, not the Ling Xiao who was going to kill him before he left.

After flashing back, for some reason, he suddenly drew a distance away, and did not really kiss the boy's lips.

"What are you willing to do?" He asked the topic.

Chi Jiayan opened his eyes suddenly, his face still flushed.

Apparently, he also thought that he would get a kiss just now, and he was even ready to kiss. It is not difficult to see the embarrassment and embarrassment of wanting to get into the cracks in the ground.

However, the man in front of him looked too cold, making the sudden ambiguity just now seem to be just an illusion. .

"Ah?" Chi Jiayan bit his lips, "Oh...it's about going to the soul pool."

"Soul washing pool?!" Death's expression changed.

The soul washing pool is a place that exists in the underworld.

This world is too big, and it is inevitable to encounter souls with supernatural powers. They are often difficult to tame after death. Supernatural powers are engraved in the soul and will not disappear with the death of life.Therefore, if you encounter a soul with unextinguished abilities, it will be thrown into the soul washing pool to wash away the abnormality of the soul and fall into the natal chart again.

The pain is unbearable even for a soul insensitive to pain.

What's more, Chi Jiayan used the body of a living person.

Chi Jiayan nodded: "Yes. I'm not afraid of pain. I still can't control myself now. Whenever I feel dissatisfied, I always want to vent it through spiritual power. As long as the soul washing pool really eliminates my ability, the price is still It's worth it. In this way, brother, you won't worry about me going astray every day."

"How do you know about the Soul Cleansing Pond?" Death's tone sank, and he changed the phrase, "Who told you to go?"

Chi Jiayan looked at him suspiciously.

After a while, he understood something.His mouth opened, and after several repetitions, he said firmly: "You are not...you are not that Ling Xiao."

Then, he lowered his eyes and laughed at himself: "No wonder I always feel that you are different today. You are not right, and Blue Wind is not right."

Death's eyes became colder.

Now Chi Jiayan can distinguish them clearly.

However, Chi Jiayan also became unreasonable. He took off all his disguise, his face changed, and he snatched the yogurt bowl from Death's hand: "I'm sorry, this is not for you."

"There is only one Lingxiao in this world." The god of death pointed out mercilessly.

Chi Jiayan was stunned in disbelief, and suddenly followed his gaze to look at the photo on the wall.

The blood on his face disappeared in an instant.

"Give it back to me." He murmured, then turned his head to look at the God of Death with a somewhat fierce gaze, "Give me back that Ling Xiao!"

"I'm here." Death said calmly.

Chi Jiayan looked at him bitterly: "It's not you! I don't want you, I want another Lingxiao, I want to promise that I will accompany my Lingxiao! I don't want you!"

His appearance at this time has completely faded from his obedience, and the soft and prickly feeling has returned.

In other words, his preparation to return to the right track was simply for another Ling Xiao to see.

This is the real him, a cute and cruel little beast.

This sentence of "I don't want you" made death intolerable.

He didn't expect that one day, he would be able to be aroused by a human being with an emotion called "thin anger".

He also just went through a huge change, becoming one with himself on this timeline, cutting off all the escape routes to the future, but he didn't expect to be rejected by the instigator.

What good is that cowardly self? !

"I would rather you go back to the past and really kill me, than come and leave as soon as you say, and want to finish me at any time!" Chi Jiayan's voice was trembling, "Why did you come back...you Why replace him..."

Death turned and left.

As soon as his hand touched the doorknob, he heard suppressed sobbing from behind.

He turned his head and saw that Chi Jiayan's eyes were red, and tears were falling down like broken beads. He was really sad and desperate to the extreme.

The Grim Reaper was soon stirred into another emotion.

Perhaps in the near future, the seven emotions and six desires will gradually be exhausted by this little culprit.

Chi Jiayan burst into tears, and was suddenly pushed against the wall by the returning god of death.

Before he could react, the kiss with the breath of frost and snow came down domineeringly.

"Well--"

The author has something to say: After kissing, can anything be far behind?