About the Reaper living next door

The teacher has changed classes, and next week's class will be changed to today's second period. "

Immediately afterwards, Shi Pengyu also woke up. He didn't listen to everything but only heard the last few sentences, and said quietly: "...Ke Fu is coming? Do you want to bring breakfast?"

"..." The three were silent at the same time.

It was too embarrassing not to speak, so Li Weijun had no choice but to forcefully turn around and ask another question: "Then... the third brother, when you come, can you bring us some breakfast?"

Ke Fu resignedly took off his pajamas:

"...I'll get up first."

The fantasy of listening to music and writing scripts at home leisurely was shattered, so Ke Fu had no choice but to hurry up to wash and change clothes, and rushed out the door with his things. And the tiredness above let out a long sigh——

Life is too tiring.

After kicking on his shoes and going out, Ke Fu habitually glanced to the left first, and looked away after not seeing a resident surnamed Lin.

It's better if you don't take it back. When you take it back, you glance in other directions, but you see the person you want to see in that direction.

Ke Fu opened his mouth, but didn't dare to make a sound.

why is he there

Lin Jiangchen stood at the door of 7012, holding fried dough sticks and soy milk.Because his back was facing him, Ke Fu couldn't figure out what was going on, so he picked up his steps and walked towards Lin Jiangchen.

"What's the matter?" Ke Fu approached him, seeing Lin Jiangchen's expression, he had an ominous premonition.

"The old man has passed away." Lin Jiangchen saw that he had been staring at the thing in his hand, so he lifted it up, and showed Ke Fu that the thing was still hot:

"When the old man saw me yesterday, he said that he wanted to eat the fried dough sticks and soybean milk downstairs."

Ke Fu closed his eyes: "..."

Lin Jiangchen laughed dryly, and averted his gaze:

"His scheduled death date was 27:[-] a.m. last night. I found an excuse to go to the east of the city and deliberately confiscated his soul. I originally hoped that he would live longer so that he could catch up with the first batch of fried dough sticks. "

Ke Fu suddenly realized.

When they met for the first time, Lin Jiangchen pointed to the breakfast shop on the west side: "Turn left and you will be counting to the third breakfast shop. The breakfast taste is not bad. Go now and you should be able to catch up with the first wave of fried dough sticks. It is especially recommended by regular customers. There is nothing for children. bully. '

How could he have forgotten that Lin Jiangchen had spiritual power to fight back, and he never took the initiative to go out after dawn, and took out instant noodles for three meals a day, or he relied on him for relief, it was impossible to go out specially for a breakfast, let alone to go out early regulars.

But Lin Jiangchen said so firmly when he introduced him.

Ke Fu felt as if a foreign object was pressing on his throat, and he was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

The wind blowing from which window lifted Lin Jiangchen's flimsy clothes, which brought out a bit of sadness.

He spoke for a long time, and the words were as light as a sigh, caressing Ke Fu's complicated and heavy heart, without stopping:

"I do the work of collecting dying people. I have seen too many immortal bodies bearing the name of the God of Death, so I almost thought that I was really a fucking god."

A prophecy.

The greenery around Mengda is well done, especially the shade on sunny days.But along the way, Ke Fu's heart was heavy, which made his complexion even more ugly.

"The male god stays up, I'm the person in charge of the special page in the entertainment section of the school newspaper."

On the small road on campus, a petite girl with sharp eyes holding thick glasses frames blocked Ke Fu's way.

Ke Fu stopped in his tracks: "Is there something wrong?"

If you often read school newspapers or gossip on forums, you basically know this god-man.Whenever there is any trouble in the school, she must appear on the scene immediately, saying that Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived, and she is called "Dream Size Mengde".

But Ke Fu neither reads the newspaper nor cares about other people's gossip. He writes scripts and checks Weibo in the dormitory, and he doesn't hear what's going on outside the window, so he naturally doesn't recognize it.

The visitor was slightly puzzled: "Hey, you really don't recognize me?"

Ke Fu shook his head apologetically, and walked around her neatly: "Sorry, please let me go."

The other party took two quick steps and stopped in front of him again: "Don't go, if you leave, I won't be able to do the interview... Just two questions, I will leave after I finish asking, can you help me?"

With a cold face, he asked suspiciously, "...what's the problem?"

He rarely showed such a look on weekdays, but what happened this morning was like a heavy rock falling from a height, the oppressive feeling was heavy and profound, and Ke Fu couldn't recover for a long time.

With the disparity in height and Ke Fu's seemingly indifferent but tired eyes, Xiao Mengde's thin shoulders flinched, saying in his heart that he was indeed the flower of Gaoling.

She quickly adjusted her state, and handed up the mineral water bottle with the microphone in her hand:

"How does it feel to cooperate with Director Chi?"

Sure enough, it's still about this matter. Fortunately, this question is one of the reporter's mandatory questions, and the answer is not difficult.

Ke Fu replied in seconds: "It's an honor."

Xiao Mengde and Ke Fu are in the same class, and they have been in the gossip area for three years. They have long remembered the taciturn character set in the population, and they did not expect Ke Fu to be as eloquent as the other interviewees.

Seeing that Ke Fu had said three words, she didn't intend to speak again. She stuck out her tongue and turned the page of the book, and picked a more exciting topic to ask.

"Then, is there any source of inspiration in the creation?"

Ke Fu wanted to answer no, but when he opened his mouth halfway, Xiao Mengde seemed to have noticed it, put his hands together, and prayed first:

"Don't answer no, you can answer anything! Otherwise, it will be difficult to make reports..."

"Uh……"

He knows the source of his inspiration best, but it is hard to say such words no matter what.

A shadow hit the pupil membranes, Ke Fu thought for a long time but couldn't find a word that could replace Lin Jiangchen.Little Mengde didn't urge him, but held the water bottle patiently, looking forward to Ke Fu's answer more and more.

After a long time, Ke Fu coughed lightly:

"Yes, there is a muse."

After Ke Fu finished speaking, he imagined Lin Jiangchen's divine light above his head, dressed in Athena's holy attire, and holding a scepter in his hand. The anxiety was relieved a little, and the corners of his mouth curved lightly.

Of course, this reaction couldn't escape Xiao Mengde's eyes.

She caught the taste of gossip, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly sent the water bottle forward again. The mouth of the bottle almost hit the other party, and Ke Fu silently took two steps back:

"Can you describe it a little bit? What does the Muse look like?"

Ke Fu reacted quickly, calmly restrained his smile and refused: "Your question is over."

After that, Ke Fu left her and hurried to the teaching building.Xiao Mengde watched Ke Fu's tall and straight figure gradually disappear out of sight from a distance, and was suddenly distraught.

She claims to be a person who has experienced great storms. No matter how bad the situation is today, even if Ke Fu only said 'very good' or 'no', she can rejuvenate and write a touching article.

But when she saw Ke Fu's chuckle just now, she was caught off guard, and at the same time she couldn't help sighing in her heart: You can use a male god as a source of inspiration, and you can smile so happily when you mention it, this muse, after all What kind of number one character.

Little Mengde stood where she was, and the water bottle was creaked by her - if I had known that there was such a big amount of material, I shouldn't have lowered the standard and only asked two questions!

When Ke Fu came back, there were people standing at the door of 7017 next door.

He was in a daze, every time he passed by 7017, there were different people standing at the door. This creepy feeling was only more than a month ago, but in retrospect, it seemed that a long time had passed.

Jiang Linyun leaned against the door with his arms folded. He was born in a Taoist school, so he didn't like to smile very much by nature, and there was a sense of alienation around him.

Ke Fu and him had met and talked a few times, and when he saw Ke Fu walking this way carrying the vegetables, he just glanced at him indifferently.

"Congratulations." It was actually Jiang Linyun who spoke.

Ke Fu didn't expect Jiang Linyun to take the initiative to talk to him, and he didn't know what the congratulations meant, but thinking of his bad relationship with Chi Ziang, it's normal to say a polite word.

"Thank you." He said seriously, "Director Chi is also very good."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Linyun frowned, as if he didn't understand why Ke Fu suddenly brought up Chi Ziang, and after searching in his mind, he remembered that Chi Ziang's new movie was about to start filming. He crossed his arms and said with a sneer:

"Hmph, although I don't want to know what the hell he's going to shoot again, but I still congratulate you."

Ke Fu was distracted, and realized that he might not be able to see through Jiang Linyun.

Is this person really here to congratulate...

tbc.

30 going well?

Jiang Linyun leaned against the wall, staring at the tip of his shoe in every possible way, without any intention of knocking on the door. Ke Fu was curious:

"Don't go in?"

Jiang Linyun said disapprovingly, "When I went in, I saw that lifeless face."

Ke Fu's hand turning the key froze, and he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask. His body that had been frozen revealed his thoughts.

"...Is he okay?"

The other party turned half of his face, stared up and down at Ke Fuyou, and walked away for a while, as if he had expected Ke Fu's attitude, and took the initiative to help him clear his doubts: "Intentionally delaying the time to collect the soul violated the code of death, and Fu Yao I was called back to give a training, and I was depressed."

Ke Fu knew very little about the rules of the spirit world, and Jiang Linyun's few words were not enough to resolve his confusion.Ke Fu glanced at him stealthily, his face was frosty, obviously he didn't intend to say more.

Although I guessed the reason, the uncontrollable worry and anxiety are another matter: "When will he be better?"

Jiang Linyun unexpectedly coldly snorted: "That guy has no other advantages, except for his recovery ability and toughness."

In the past, no matter who it was, as long as Lin Jiangchen was responsible for managing the list, no matter how difficult it was, he would complete it beautifully.

But today, Lin Jiangchen didn't tell anyone, and he delayed the receipt of the bill without saying anything. Because the dead old man lived alone, he rashly went out during the day to contact the funeral for the old man, and he was busy all day.

Lian Fu wants to temporarily