My Reaper is a bit fierce

It seems that Xie Fanyu's fledgling mood more than [-] years ago overlaps with now.

But now is not the time to think about that.

He let out a deep breath, changed his clothes and got up. Although his eyes were tired, his brain was very clear.

Xie Fanyu's temple throbbed, as if someone had chiseled it with a small hammer. He pressed it hard a few times, washed his face and brushed his teeth in the bathroom of the master bedroom, and left the room.

Meng Yongzhao had already woken up. Vegetable porridge was boiling in the pot, and he was cooking vegetables himself. The light aroma of vegetables mixed with oily smoke filled the air.

Xie Fanyu stood at the door of the kitchen, seeing Meng Yongzhao stir frying with a spatula, Meng Yongzhao turned his head as if feeling something, and smiled slightly: "Why do you wake up so early?"

Before Xie Fanyu could speak, Meng Yongzhao frowned slightly: "Did you not sleep well last night, you looked so bad."

He turned off the fire, washed his hands and walked in front of Xie Fanyu. He looked down at Xie Fanyu's black eyes, red bloodshot eyes, and slightly swollen eyelids. He raised his hand and pressed it gently with his thumb. the corner of his eye.

Xie Fanyu was stunned, and the soft and delicate touch of his cool thumb on the corner of his eye made him close his eyes involuntarily.Meng Yongzhao still had a bit of fireworks on his body, which was warm, but it made him wake up in an instant.

Xie Fanyu suddenly took half a step back and opened the distance, allowing Meng Yongzhao's hand to stay in the air abruptly.

Meng Yongzhao took it back naturally, but unexpectedly Xie Fanyu's next words still made him stop in place: "You go back, don't live in my house."

To Xie Fanyu's surprise, Meng Yongzhao seemed to accept it calmly, and simply replied "OK".

"Don't you ask me why?" Xie Fanyu clenched his fists. He didn't understand how this person could be so gentle, as if he was not curious or caring at all, rational and calm, without even the slightest doubt, like no matter what Can't touch his bottom line.

Meng Yongzhao's eyes were very gentle, as if he contained his whole body: "You can tell me if you want, I won't force you to explain."

This is always the case.

Xie Fanyu didn't know why he felt a kind of anger spontaneously in his heart, maybe it was because of Meng Yongzhao's seemingly indifferent attitude, maybe it was because of his inexplicable hesitation, maybe it was some other reason.

"Do you treat everyone like this?" Xie Fanyu's words were tinged with thorns, "Anyone's unreasonable demands can be accepted without any grudges?"

Meng Yongzhao's eyes sank slightly, which inexplicably made Xie Fanyu a little flustered, and the corners of his mouth that had been slightly raised were flattened, showing a bit of seriousness and seriousness: "No, it's just to you."

Xie Fanyu's eyes were sore, but he couldn't understand: "Why?"

Meng Yongzhao's Adam's apple rolled, and a deep color condensed in his eyes: "You still don't think of me?"

What does Meng Yongzhao... mean?Could it be that they have met before?

Xie Fanyu narrowed his eyes slightly, he seemed to have a vague impression, and said uncertainly: "Are we alumni?"

There was joy in Meng Yongzhao's eyes, but he sank in an instant: "Yes, but not only that."

Meng Yongzhao reached out and touched the tip of his hair, but Xie Fanyu didn't even dodge, only to hear him say, "It's okay, I just remember you."

Xie Fanyu stared at Meng Yongzhao, but seemed to be in a quiet trance, searching for his memories of living in human society for the past twenty years.

Grim Reaper has a good memory, especially when he recalls, the fragments of the past will clearly appear in his mind, but because the time of more than twenty years is too long, he can't find anything for a while, Can only give up temporarily.

He suddenly woke up and remembered that what happened to Meng Yongzhao had nothing to do with him, anyway—he was going to move out today.