In the afternoon, the worker who accidentally shattered the glass came to the hospital.

Seeing Chi Jiayan's two "twin" brothers, the other party bowed apologetically and kept apologizing.

Chi Jiayan is almost awake, but still very weak, leaning on the pillow: "Uncle, you don't need to apologize."

The worker is an honest person. Hearing this, he said apologetically, "No, no, it's my fault. I almost had a big accident. I really don't know what else I can do for you."

Chi Jiayan: "I really don't need to apologize, just lose money."

The worker nodded: "Yes, yes, the medical expenses should be paid by me."

Chi Jiayan smiled lightly, and it looked nothing like the past.

But what he said was quite surprising.

"You didn't understand what I meant." Chi Jiayan said, "Of course you should pay for the medical expenses, but my losses are not small."

The worker was stunned: "Then... what do you mean?"

"I suffered a lot of injuries and almost died. You should also pay for lost work and mental damage." Chi Jia said lightly, "This is your fault, if I really died, you might I don't have to lose money, after all, I don't have any relatives. But on the contrary, I'm not dead, I was seriously injured, who will take care of me? It's a lot of expenses. "

Death frowned.

Ling Xiao looked over with calm eyes.

The worker said, "This... aren't these two your brothers?"

Chi Jiayan didn't feel the eyes of the two men in black robes, and said calmly: "I should be called brother, but I have no blood relationship, and they have no responsibility to me, maybe they will leave at some time Often they disappear for years. I'm an orphan and life is hard."

There was silence in the room for a while, and the honest worker never thought that this young man with a simple and sweet face was not a good person to kill.

Eventually he asked how much it would cost.

Chi Jiayan said 10,000.

The worker couldn't get that much money and tried to talk: "I'm sorry, I really don't have that much money. My son is still young this year, he has uremia, he often needs dialysis or something, and the medical expenses are very expensive. The family is really... ...can you... be a little less?"

Chi Jiayan still smiled politely: "What does it have to do with me?"

The workers were choked.

After a long while, he nodded and left with a sad face.

10,000 yuan doesn't sound like much. It may be difficult for this already difficult family, but I am trying to figure out how to get it together.

The god of death felt that Chi Jiayan knew better than anyone else.

Ling Xiao was also surprised by his change: "Yan Ling—"

Before he could finish speaking, Chi Jiayan interrupted him: "Brother, I want to drink milk."

In the sunlight, the boy's face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and even his lips were bloodless.

His eyes were black and shiny, as if they contained all the good wishes of this world.

He exudes evil sweetness.

"Yogurt, the bottled kind." Chi Jiayan gestured, "Brother, buy it for me. Hmm...Which brother is going? I can't tell the difference between you."

Ling Xiao went out without saying a word.

Death stood up, stretched out his hand indifferently, and touched Chi Jiayan's face: "I thought you would give up the compensation and save people. This seems to be what you should do. You have changed a lot."

Chi Jiayan narrowed his eyes like a cat being caressed.

"I've grown up."

On the third day of hospitalization, Chi Jiayan went through the discharge procedures.

He seemed to be in a good mood, and immediately after going out, he deposited the 10,000 yuan compensation he received into the bank.

Looking at the balance, he smiled and said, "Ah, I didn't know when I would die before, and I always didn't want to save money. Now is the time to save it."

Ling Xiao still has a lot of things to deal with in this timeline that belongs to him, and now only the God of Death remains by Chi Jiayan's side.

The god of death contacted Lu Cheng, and the other party said that there seemed to be a major malfunction in the fate plate, and they could not get in touch with the fate plate.

By the way, Lu Cheng also gave Death a lot of information about Chi Jiayan's changes in the past five years.

The changed timeline is completely different from the original appearance.

At the beginning, Chi Jiayan tried his best to go to various large unnatural death sites to find the trace of Lingxiao, the god of death.

Ke Lingxiao had already made up his mind not to see him again, so he naturally found nothing.

Because Chi Rui lost his bet and Chi Jiayan couldn't help him, his uncle's family naturally cut off contact with him, so Chi Jiayan had a harder time than before.

This Yan Ling is like an unbeatable Xiao Qiang, whose tenacious vitality is breathtaking. He began to pick up some small businesses, initially for exam wishes among students, for teachers' promotion, and then gradually expanded to the business circle of parents. While he became strong, he was frighteningly gloomy at the same time.

He has never made any friends, no matter if others are real or fake, he will turn them away without discrimination.

Gradually, rumors about Chi Jiayan spread, and he became the object of everyone's fear. Some people said that he was a monster who killed the whole family. Some people said that he was a devil who sucked people's beliefs. In short, in the dark circle of Chunnan City , Chi Jiayan is a peculiar existence.

Dropped out of school half a year ago.

After that, Chi Jiayan set up a small forum dedicated to taking orders.

He dares to accept anything, dare to do anything, and there is nothing he can't do. He is very famous.

The home Chi Jiayan returned to was not the dilapidated house in Qingshui Community, but a small courtyard adjacent to the urban area.

The retro Chinese style is equipped with a vestibule, atrium and backyard. Although the sparrow is small and complete, it can be seen that it is of great value.

"When did you move?" Death asked.

"It's been almost two years. But I only signed an agreement before, and I plan to go through the formalities after I become an adult. I wasted time these days. I should have gone to the house as soon as possible." Chi Jiayan opened the fingerprint lock and turned around. "It's just not convenient for minors to do anything."

It was overcast and the wind was blowing so hard that it looked like it was going to rain.

The yard was lush with flowers and plants, but unfortunately the fallen leaves fell on the ground, causing the scene to be depressing.

However, the god of death remembered the pea-green wall in the old house in Qingshui Community, which was half painted by Chi Jiayan.

"What about the previous house?" he asked.

Chi Jiayan said, "Sold it. Otherwise, how can I afford this."

With Death's understanding of the world, he didn't think Chi Jiayan could afford this courtyard by selling his previous house.

But he didn't speak, but followed Chi Jiayan into the house.

The living room has a whole large floor-to-ceiling glass wall, which makes the scenery in the courtyard very youthful. There is also a wide patio at the connection between the living room and the dining room, and the patio is also sealed with glass, only a tree is planted in the middle.

Surprisingly, there was also a middle-aged woman in an apron, a pair of pearl earrings, and kind eyes.

There is a faint smell of food.

"You can go." Chi Jiayan told her.

The woman looked a little stiff, and seemed to be controlled by something: "Jiajia, then I'll go first, remember to eat. It's going to rain, be careful not to catch a cold."

Chi Jiayan's face turned red, and he didn't dare to look at Death's expression.

He waved his hand hastily and said, "Got it. You don't have to say this next time."

"Okay." The woman replied.

I think it is to control others to work, and by the way, to control others to care for him as an elder. This made Yan Ling, who was proud of his adulthood just now, somewhat unable to step down.

The woman took off her apron, walked to the entrance, took the money and put it in her pocket as if she had done it hundreds of times, and continued to walk away in a hurry.

Death did not speak.

He knew that the woman should have forgotten what she had done here and the person she had met after she went out.

In this way, Yanling can avoid emotional connection with other people, and it will not bring disaster to people. But that woman didn't dress like someone who lacked money, and Chi Jiayan's actions were mostly forced and involuntary.

"She is my primary school teacher and has retired." Chi Jiayan added, "She does things and I give money. There is nothing wrong."

Such a scene reminded Death of the twenty-seven-year-old Chi Jiayan in the future.

Things started to go in the wrong direction.

"Hmm." Death said coldly.

"Is my brother hungry? Do you want to eat first?" Chi Jiayan easily changed the subject, "But I was so dirty in the hospital for a few days, so I had to take a shower first."

"Wound." Death reminded, "The doctor said it shouldn't get wet."

Since he is not dead, why should he suffer the pain of infection.

"Don't worry." Chi Jiayan said, "I have waterproof stickers!"

After all, he entered the bedroom at the corner of the corridor by himself, and turned his head to confirm: "Brother, you won't go, will you?"

Death: "No."

At least not until the horoscope is back in touch.

Chi Jiayan smiled and left.

Death was left alone in the huge living room.

The wind outside the window was getting stronger and stronger, the leaves were blown in the air and swirled, and the trees were swaying from side to side.

It was dark as if it was about to fall.

In this silence, Death heard a faint breath, like some small animal was dying.

He took two steps and found a cat climbing frame in the corner of the living room, and the bottom floor was a cat litter.

Xiao Hei, who has entered old age, raised his eyelids to look at him, looking at this strange yet familiar guest.

One god and one cat looked at each other for a moment, before Xiao Hei gave an extremely weak "meow".

It should have died long ago, but the soul was trapped in the body and could not break free.

Finally, the thunder struck.

There was a thunderstorm in the sky, and the lights in the entire courtyard were instantly extinguished.

"Brother." Chi Jiayan's voice sounded from the corridor, "Why did the power suddenly go out?"

Reaper turned his head and saw a slender, light-nude figure leaning against the wall of the living room.

Lightning pierced through the sky at this time, and the moment as bright as day also illuminated those clear and innocent eyes.

"Can you help me to see if the waterproof sticker is not attached properly? I think the wound seems to be wet." Chi Jiayan said calmly.