Time: June 11, 2005, 5:10 pm.

Location: Chunnan City, outside Qingshui Community, on the side of the road.

Reaper from the future put down his hands and checked the time on his watch again, that's right.

According to the hints he found on the horoscope before departure, he only had to wait here for a few more minutes before he could see the person he was about to see coming from the other side of the road.

It's raining.

Reaper hates rain, and if he had paid more attention to the weather before leaving, he might not have chosen this time.

After a while, the rain became heavier and heavier. The black robe of the Death God was soaked, and his hair was soaked through. The rain kept dripping down the ends of his hair and fell into his neck, which was actually colder than his body temperature.

Vehicles galloped past, pedestrians on the street also became rare, and the smell of yellow juicy orchid faintly diffused in the rain, which was fragrant and fragrant.

Death frowned in disgust, he didn't like anything sweet.

At this time, the protagonist he was going to visit in this time and space jump was long overdue - a little boy.

The god of death jumped back from the future time and space this time, just to take him away in advance.

On the opposite side of the road, the sidewalk traffic lights are flashing, and the lights are reflected in the puddles, reflecting a dreamy and gorgeous light.

The other party was holding a small red umbrella with ears on the top, wearing a pair of yellow rain boots, jumping step by step, like a poisonous little mushroom.

Children dressed in this way are actually quite common, but not all children like to tread in puddles.

Little Mushroom didn't care at all when crossing the road. He only picked puddles to step on. Every time he stepped into a puddle, he laughed happily. After playing for a long time, he walked across the short, pale zebra crossing.

Almost as soon as he finished walking, the countdown to the red light ended, and a turning vehicle whistled past him.

"Hey child, are you courting death?" In the distance, the car owner's scolding could be heard.

Just a little, this little mushroom will die on the spot.

This is a moment of death.

It was precisely this time that the God of Death chose to accurately jump in time and space to find this little mushroom, the five-year-old Chi Jiayan.

Everyone recorded in the horoscope has many moments of death in life. Maybe he missed a death bus once, maybe he happened to avoid a flower pot that fell from the sky, maybe he was suddenly robbed with a knife while walking on the road... Exactly when he died, in most cases It is not up to people to choose for themselves.

Chi Jiayan is a special case.

Because Chi Jiayan took the initiative to choose his own death one day in the future.

He chose to sacrifice his own life to save 23 lives who should have died with him in one fell swoop, when he was twenty-seven years old.

And half an hour before his death, he also quarreled with his aunt because he jumped in line at will, and made people cry because he took the children's marshmallows. After doing this, he still smoked a whole cigarette in the non-smoking area despite the dissuasion, and even cursed a few security guards.

In short, he is of low quality and vulgar, and is not a good person in the ordinary sense.

On the one hand, Death was very curious about him.

On the other hand, the horoscope does not allow such big mistakes.

Reaper must return to a suitable moment of death to change what might happen in the future. Let those twenty-three lives that should have ended come to an end on time.

The five-year-old Chi Jiayan was too frightened to move, and the impatient whistle sounded one after another, deafening.

Seeing this, the god of death released a trace of consciousness, prompting Chi Jiayan to move. Unexpectedly, as soon as his consciousness was released, the other party turned his face and looked in the direction of him.

He quickly walked to the god of death.

"Who are you? Why are you wearing a mask?" A soft child's voice sounded.

Chi Jiayan opened his big watery eyes, his little face was white and tender, and he was still a glutinous rice dumpling just out of the pot. His pupils reflected the tall figure of the God of Death, as well as the white mask on the God of Death's face. His face was full of ignorance. Where could he see a trace of his bad appearance when he grew up?

Death's brows furrowed again under the mask.

Miscalculation, how could he forget that this person is a true speech, and he was born to see another world.

"Don't you bring an umbrella?" Chi Jiayan raised his head and asked, "Would you like to go with me?"

Death said indifferently: "No need."

"But you're soaking wet." Chi Jiayan blinked.

Reaper does look a little embarrassed.

Although he was covered in cold air and wore a terrifying mask, he couldn't change the pitiful fact that he was soaked all over and dripping from the ends of his hair.

One big and one small stood facing each other in the rain for a moment, and the air was filled with the fragrance of yellow juicy orchid, which was refreshing.

Chi Jiayan sighed a little and looked down for something.

Chi Jiayan is still very short now, when he lowered his head, from the angle of death, he could only see the red umbrella top and the toes of a pair of boots. The pair of small ears on the umbrella surface were knocked down and bounced back by the rain, so reciprocating, stubborn and unrelenting, just like their masters.

"Brother, squat down a little." Chi Jiayan raised his head and waved his little hand, the umbrella handle resting on his shoulder.

grim Reaper:"……"

"Squat down." Chi Jiayan repeated again.

Death knelt down.

The handkerchief in Chi Jiayan's hand rubbed onto his hair unexpectedly.

"Mom said that if you don't use an umbrella on rainy days, you will catch a cold." Chi Jiayan smiled, revealing a pair of small pear eddies on her cheeks, which were very cute, "Jiajia wipe for you, it will be dry in a while. If you dry it, you won't catch a cold, so you don't need to go to the hospital for injections. The injections are very painful."

"I won't catch a cold." Death's voice was slightly metallic.

Chi Jiayan didn't ask why, and nodded heavily: "Yeah!"

Chi Jiayan's body also smelled a bit.

Grim Reaper caught a glimpse of a yellow orchid hanging around his neck, and the beige flowers were tied by a red thread, representing the love of the elders.

I don't know where a kitten's meow came from, which seemed to be absent in the pattering rain.

Chi Jiayan stopped the movement in his hand, and his round eyes suddenly became more round: "Cat?!"

Death also heard the cat meowing.

Oh yes, Reaper hates cats too.

On top of his black robe, the divine beast totem with golden embroidery thread also trembled violently.

Chi Jiayan didn't notice the sudden chill, he stuffed his handkerchief into his pocket, stepped on the rain and got into the green belt beside the road following the cat's meow. There was a cardboard box in the green belt, which completely collapsed after being soaked in the rain. Inside was a dying black kitten whimpering in a low voice.

"Come on!" Chi Jiayan beckoned in the green belt, "Brother, there is a kitten here."

Death was indifferent.

Chi Jiayan threw away the small umbrella, and seemed to have drilled deeper. After a while, he came out with a blood-drenched kitten in his arms.

His appearance was really funny, his head was stained with leaves, his pale complexion was also stained with mud, and he looked panicked like an enemy.

"Brother, the kitten is injured!" Chi Jiayan said to him with a crying voice, "We have to take it to the hospital!"

Death said: "It will die soon."

Just kidding, deathly anger almost wrapped the cat around.

"I will save it!" Chi Jiayan finished speaking, then turned and ran to another place, "There is a pet hospital in front of you!"

He ran too fast, and he was a child again, and he forgot to take an umbrella at all. Just now, he said solemnly that he would catch a cold in the rain, but now he has completely forgotten about it.

The little red umbrella was turned over in the rain, and a gust of wind blew past it and blew it far away.

Chi Jiayan ran for a while and then stopped, beckoning to him: "Brother! Come on! Let's go save it together!"

Death narrowed his eyes.

He remembered the scene of Chi Jiayan's death twenty-two years later.