Death has no scythe

Not seeing Qiyue at all, pouted while kicking pebbles back to his seat.Thinking that Qiyue is really stingy, why not just grab him and even disappear.Fortunately, he stayed at home for several days to make that quill for him.

His feathers are gray and gray when plucked.July said he liked white ones, so he turned his back to the mirror, and finally chose one with a little gray feather at the tip of the tail.

Pulling it hurt him to death, a large area was stained with red blood, but thinking of giving it to July earlier, he hurried to ask someone how to make the quill pen.But hell is different from heaven. No one knows how to make a quill, so he had to go to many places to ask how to make a quill. When he came back, July left without leaving a word.

He returned to the classroom dejectedly, lay down on the desk, a familiar and unfamiliar smell came out from the tip of his nose, reached into his pocket, touched something round, took it out and saw that it was all orange-yellow oranges.It looks sweet, thinking that only July has this kind of thing.His heart was instantly untied. It turned out that Qiyue still liked him very much. At least he would share the most delicious oranges with him.

But oranges will go bad after a few days. This thing seems to be something from the human world, so he went to the human world to find a way to store it. The human world always likes to put cabbage in a jar and soak it for a long time, and take it out to eat when it is cold.Tangerine must be too, thinking, holding his pen holder, sealing his mouth with paper and burying it under the small tree in front of the school.

In winter, the branches on the trees are also covered with white snow. He peeled off the snow to reveal the gray-brown soil underneath, and then used a small shovel to throw away the soil, revealing the oxidized pen holder underneath. When he opened the sealed paper, the stench gushed out. .He vomited from the smoke, and when he was out of breath, a person behind him patted his back lightly, with a comfortable and gentle force.

He turned his head, and it was the person who smiled in his dreams every night. He pursed his lips, and when he smiled with a scarf, his eyes curled up.He couldn't stop laughing at all, his smile was a bit forced against the flushed eye sockets.

Qiyue took out two oranges from his pocket and handed them to him. He was so happy that he almost jumped up. He couldn't wait to peel off the orange peel, broke off a piece of orange, and just about to put it in his mouth, he handed the orange in his hand to him. Give July.

Knowing what he meant, July bit the orange into his mouth, and the sweet juice overflowed his gums. He touched a little bit of his soft hair, and said with a smile, "Why don't you eat the oranges I left for you, they are all spoiled gone."

"It will be stored for a long time in the world like this, but I don't know what's going on with this one." Yidian muttered vaguely while chewing on an orange, then peeled off a piece and handed it to Qiyue's mouth, and Qiyue held his hand and fed it back into his mouth.Hearing his words, I want to eat it for a long time, but oranges are sweet things, not to mention whether they can grow in hell, if they don't eat them for three or four days, they will turn black and harden, making it impossible to eat.

Watching Yidian eating next to him happily sitting on the ground shaking his feet and shaking his little head, it's too cute.He liked Yidian more and more, how to make Yidian eat sweet oranges occupied his mind.He remembered that a long time ago when they went to Heaven's Kitchen, they seemed to have seen boiled fruit with some sucrose, which was delicious and easy to store.

He found the ingredients himself and tried to make it once. The cooking time was too long for the first time, and the pulp was boiled.The second cooking time was short, and it was not tasty at all.I tried many times, and before I left in July, I saved a lot of canned fruit for Yidian in the snow in front of Yidian's courtyard.

One of my favorite things is canned oranges.Because one point is as sweet as an orange, making people feel warm when they meet, like smiling and old, and it feels like being with him in winter will not be cold.

The second time, when July left, I told Yidian that if I really missed him, I would go to him.He will always be there, as long as you look for it, he will definitely be there.