About the Reaper living next door

Unpleasant type of work.Ke Fu can be remembered by the media, saying that it has nothing to do with his face is impossible.

Half a year of painstaking efforts and running-in, just like this hastily passed in the normal state of ice and fire.

The weather is getting colder.

Years ago, Lin Jiangchen was thinking about snow. City A has been particularly cold and humid these days. In the blink of an eye, less than half of January has passed, and the snow that he was thinking about has not stopped.

"Have you eaten?"

Lin Jiangchen put on his clothes, took a box of milk from the refrigerator that Teacher Ke from the next door forcefully delivered, and held the receiver to his ear with a straw in his mouth.

"Just wake up, eat in a while."

The nature of his work is special, and he often goes out in the middle of the night, so the two still live separately.

It was almost New Year's Eve. After Ke Fu went to university, he only went home at this time every year, and then stayed for four or five days before returning.

Before leaving, Ke Fulai didn't want to leave at the gate of 7017, he hugged Lin Jiangchen and kissed him for a long time and refused to let go.

"It's not that I won't come back, it's just going back to the neighboring city for a new year, why is it like parting from life and death..." Lin Jiangchen was suffocated by him and didn't struggle, a layer of blood appeared on his pale face.

"Fortunately, grandpa and aunt don't go out at this time, otherwise we will be popular in the social circle of the community tomorrow."

Ke Fu embraced him quietly, buried his head on the other's neck and shoulders and rubbed against him.

Lin Jiangchen began to talk about the conditions: "Why don't you let me give you a kiss, okay?"

Ke Fuxin said that one kiss would deprive him of the right to hug, and there was no way.

So he said decisively: "No, it's not worth it."

tbc.

54 I will never back down.

Ke Fu was not at peace.

He had always wanted to find an opportunity to ask Lin Jiangchen what to do on New Year's Eve, the trivial matters of the Death Bureau, and Chi Ziang's bad friends. Lin Jiangchen had a lot of trouble with him, but he never heard him mention his parents.

It's like a restricted area, no one can step on it.

After getting along for a long time, Ke Fu has almost figured out the other party's temper.Lin Jiangchen belongs to the type that if he doesn’t tell you, it means he doesn’t want to tell you. Even if he can say it, it’s definitely not now.

Lin Jiangchen didn't mention his past, but he was very concerned about Ke Fu's parents. He tilted his head and leaned into his ear and said, "The tea in the bag is ready. Help me, the son-in-law, take a good one for my uncle and aunt."

Ke Fu moved, and the breath of speaking made him itch: "Okay."

Lin Jiangchen was in poor health and was afraid of accidents, so he never bought a car, so Ke Fu had to go to the station by himself.Passenger transportation to neighboring cities runs seven or eight times a day, and I am not afraid of not being able to get a ticket.

There were soft footsteps in the stairwell.

"Let's go," Lin Jiangchen pushed the other party, thinking that if he didn't push him away, Mr. Ke would probably be able to hug him until next year.

He is a few years older than Ke Fu, which means that he is not that old. It is also the first time he has been in love. Ke Fu's calmness and ease of intimacy make him at a loss, and he still has to maintain the dignity of an adult.

"There are cookies, remember to eat." Ke Fu let go of him slowly, his eyes filled with love.

"Okay." Lin Jiangchen's eyes turned into crescents: "Come back early, if you are late, you may not have enough food reserves."

Ke Fu couldn't hold back when he heard this, and pecked Lin Jiangchen's face again. After being beaten up, he pushed into the elevator.

Lin Jiangchen looked down at his empty hands, curled his fingers, and stuffed his clenched fists into his trouser pockets.

It is impossible to ignore the sourness and sweetness that came together.

This is not okay....

Lin Jiangchen laughed. He had only walked for a few minutes, and suddenly for a moment, he missed him a little.

This year's Ke family's New Year's Eve is not as tense as in previous years.

Ke Fu didn't let his parents worry about him since he was a child, he knew what to do when he was young, he was shy and outstanding, a typical child of other people's family.

He has always looked easy-going and has no temper. Once a conflict arises, he is more stubborn than anyone else in the place he is sure of.

When he was 17 years old, he was so persistent for the first time that he ran away from home and rented a house with his manuscript fees. This was something Ke's parents and Ke's mother never expected.

Yang Fan said that he came too late in his youthful rebellious period.

Four years have passed, and Ke Fu has proved his choice with his actions. Even if Ke's father is still tense, he should be relieved.

This time when Ke Fu came home, his father's attitude had softened a lot.Although his face was still stiff and ignorant, the first thing he said to Ke Fu after entering the door was——

"Why didn't you come back on New Year's Day?"

Ke Fu didn't take off his shoes, and was covered in dusty air, stuck at the door for a long time, and said an ambiguous answer: "Uh, I'm busy with work."

After finishing speaking, the other party didn't say anything, he didn't know what to say, he glanced at his father's face, and added hesitantly: "I will remember next time."

Father Ke snorted coldly, turned his head and was satisfied with his answer, Mother Ke came out from the back room, and hurriedly smiled and pulled the stupidly standing son in.

Ke Fuben's family is in a small three-story bungalow in Huanshui on the outskirts of the neighboring city.His room was on the second floor, and Ke's mother was thinking that he would be back soon, so she tidied up the room early, and replaced the sheets and curtains with new ones.

Ke's mother has taken good care of her in the past few years, and she can't see any marks on her face when she is almost 50 years old.Watching him pack his things, Ke's mother said with a smile, "Your father is like that. He secretly checked the calendar to count the days two days ago, but I didn't admit it when I saw him. He, he was worried and embarrassed to say."

Ke Fu lowered his eyes and said softly, "...En."

"Still twisting?" Seeing his indifferent appearance, Ke Mu couldn't help sighing: "You know your father's temper, he..."

Ke Fu interrupted before she was about to continue: "I, you also know."

Ke's mother shook her head helplessly, unable to persuade her father and father to be the same.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, you take a break first, and remember to come down and have dinner together later." Ke Mu wanted to go out and closed the door, but Ke Fu remembered that there was something in the bag, and quickly called the other party to stop.

"Mom," he handed the tea to his mother, "he asked me to give you this."

When Ke's mother saw what he handed over, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

The price of this tea is very high, the old couple loves to drink tea, and the younger generation will occasionally bring tea when they come to visit, but they are so generous when they don’t meet each other, it shows that they want to please the two old people, and they want to come and be with their own family The son's relationship is not ordinary.

Speaking of which, her son hasn't had a serious relationship yet.

She had some inexplicable expectations: "Such a heart, is it a gift from a girl?"

Ke Fu didn’t know how precious it was, and no matter how he answered it in this situation, he didn’t feel right. Besides, he had thought about it for a long time. Since he was determined to take this relationship seriously, it would be a matter of time before he came out to his parents. If his parents really asked about it today , he will truthfully explain.

He didn't want to put pressure on Lin Jiangchen, nor did he want to be unfaithful to himself.

He looked into his mother's eyes seriously and said, "It's a boy, someone I like very much."

"Mom, I like him very much."

Ke Mu's hand holding the tea box trembled, never expecting her son to be so straightforward.

For so many years, Ke Fu has always been a somewhat silent and gentle child, and it is the same when he is an adult.

Before filling out the application for the college entrance examination, Ke Fu had never been revealing. He never revealed what he wanted to do in the future, what plans he had, and what kind of life he wanted.But when it was time to choose, Ke's mother discovered that he had planned it long ago, and it was unshakable.

Ke's mother has always been afraid that this estrangement will grow bigger and bigger, so big that it cannot be dealt with and irreparable.

Ke Fu's frankness this time surprised and moved her.

It seems that the other party is a good boy, which is why his son can speak so proudly.

"Don't tell your dad yet."

"When," she wiped the slightly moist corners of her eyes, lowered her head and slowly rubbed the edge of the iron box, without asking any further questions, just said: "When will you be free, bring him back and let me meet first."

Ke Fu nodded vigorously: "Yes, definitely."

New Year's Eve night.

When Lin Jiangchen sent a WeChat voice invitation, Ke Fu had just returned to his room after dinner, and his parents were downstairs watching the Spring Festival Gala. The time was right, Ke Fu pressed the decline button and sent a video invitation directly.

The video was quickly picked up. Ke Fu carefully looked at the black cloth on the other side of the camera, and could vaguely see an outline, which was not real.

"I thought it was inconvenient when you hung up just now." Lin Jiangchen should be on the way to work, and his voice sounded a little panting on the road, with the whistling wind:

"I didn't expect Mr. Ke to be so hungry and want to have a video chat with me online."

Ke Fu is used to his yellow accent, Lin Jiangchen especially likes to flirt all day long.Ke Fu twirled his hair in front of the camera, knowing that the other party didn't have time to watch, but also wanted to maintain a good image in front of the other party.

A light appeared in the screen, and then they were connected together. Ke Fu recognized where Lin Jiangchen was, took a sip of water, took out the earphones, and asked, "Are you working?"

He plugged in the earphones, and Lin Jiangchen's voice fell in his ears: "It's over, the time of the two lists collided...I got up late today and didn't even have a meal. I'm so worried about the Chinese New Year."

This person didn't eat well, Ke Fu instructed: "Set an alarm next time."

Lin Jiangchen sighed: "It doesn't exist, the nature of setting the alarm clock is similar to the effect of making me drink medicine and eat vegetables."

Ke Fu followed him and asked, "How?"

Lin Jiangchen: "It's almost like letting me die."

Ke Fu was drinking water, almost spit out, put down the cup and coughed several times before he stopped.

Lin Jiangchen was also wearing earphones, and when he heard the sound of coughing, he quickly brought the phone in front of him and looked at Ke Fu's flushed cheeks, annoyed and funny: "Who asked you to drink water while chatting with me? Choking, don’t you know that I’m a professional cross talk actor from Death Bureau?”

After hearing this, Ke Fu wanted to laugh again: "It's really strange how you position yourself."

The phone was already raised in front of him, but Lin Jiangchen simply didn't put it back, blowing his beard and staring at Ke Fu, who was wearing home clothes: "A kid who hasn't graduated from college understands