It rained a little after going out.

In fact, whether it is to buy a cake or a mobile phone, it is not necessary to go immediately.

But Death is not a human being, and he has no idea of ​​"going out under any circumstances". Chi Jiayan seemed to like rainy days very much. He could control the weather moderately, but he went out with a big black umbrella and stepped into the puddle first like he did when he was a child.

The kid who held the little red umbrella and jumped in the puddle in yellow rain boots seemed to be back.

Chi Jiayan was wearing a pair of sandals, and his feet were soaked in the rain and stained with some mud at the bottom of the pit, but his toes seemed to be even whiter.

He turned around and smiled at the god of death, his wet eyebrows and eyes were pitch-black, like a wet ink painting.

"Save my name first." Chi Jiayan walked backwards facing the god of death, "I want to be the first contact on my brother's phone."

The god of death put away the umbrella in his hand, then strode forward and snatched the umbrella from Chi Jiayan's hand.

"What's wrong?" Chi Jiayan wondered.

Death pulled him over, and the umbrella tilted slightly over his head: "Dangerous."

His expression was indifferent, but his words were caring. Under the crowded umbrella, this concern is enclosed in a small world, directly hitting people's hearts.

"I'm not afraid." Chi Jiayan said heartlessly, "Brother is the god of death, you are by my side, what else should I be afraid of?"

The two held an umbrella together, and Chi Jiayan suddenly felt at a loss with nothing in his hand.

He scratched his head first, then touched his neck, then put his hands in his pockets. At this moment, a pair of lovers who also shared an umbrella walked by laughing, and Chi Jiayan looked at their backs and didn't know what to think.

I went to the cake shop to buy a cake first, but there was no brownie, so had to buy something else.

Chi Jiayan didn't appear disappointed, it seemed that as long as it was desserts, he could satisfy his appetite.

"That cake was bought for you." Death said suddenly, and added, "He is very rude."

Chi Jiayan came back to his senses and waved his hand quickly: "It's okay, that sister... No, Huo Xin also invited me to eat."

Grim Reaper is noncommittal.

Chi Jiayan has no friends, and if He Kangcheng comes to the door, he can hide in the kitchen to avoid getting closer to the other party and causing unnecessary harm to the other party. Thinking about it, he found out that Huo Xin was not a human being, so he had no qualms about interacting with him.

"Don't interact with him." Death said with a frown.

Chi Jiayan paused but didn't look up, bit the spoon and said, "Okay."

If so, he would have no friends.

After eating the cake, the two went to the mobile phone store again.

When it came time to pay, Chi Jiayan wanted to rush to pay, but Death couldn't help but settle the bill and followed the salesperson to get the mobile phone card.

The God of Death doesn't have much money, and it's the amount he takes at random from the God of Fortune. He doesn't spend much money, and he doesn't like to eat human food, so he has no idea about it. And some gods even bought a house and opened a company in the world, and they did not forget to enjoy themselves after work, such as Eros. Working in this low-dimensional world is more of a game for them.

When Death came back, he saw Chi Jiayan sitting at the table, and someone was chatting with him.

The other party was a young man, who should have entered the store to take shelter from the rain.

There were some little girls in the store, and the only boy sitting in a conspicuous place was Chi Jiayan, but Chi Jiayan had an outstanding appearance, and the face of a young man who was indifferent and quite handsome was even more noticeable.

"My house is near here," the man said. "I don't know what happened to the cat at home. I was on a business trip for two days and it must have been starving at home. Alas, it rained again."

Chi Jiayan also has cats.

What did he remember: "Have I seen you somewhere?"

The man didn't think of it for a while, but he still pretended to feel the same: "Yes, yes, I also think I have seen you somewhere. I felt it as soon as I came in."

Chi Jiayan narrowed his eyes: "I remember, I saw you last time at the pet hospital."

The man was very surprised: "Really?"

Chi Jiayan's expression suddenly became a bit flirtatious, he sneered with red lips hooked: "Yes. Your cat is seriously ill and needs to be fostered. You only visited the cat on the first day of the hospital, and you haven't given it again after that. Fei didn't show up either and left it in the hospital. Why did you buy a new cat now?"

People outside the window passed by in twos and threes, but the man felt a chill behind him.

He began to feel that he shouldn't have entered the store to take shelter from the rain, and he shouldn't have accosted this beautiful boy.

"Maybe you should also taste the feeling of being abandoned." Chi Jiayan stared at him with dark eyes, "You also suffered from a serious illness, and the whole world has left you, and the pain will slowly torture you until You die with nothing."

The man took two steps back, his face flushed: "You, are you sick?"

After speaking, he pushed open the door and went out, plunged his head into the rain, and before he could run a few steps, he suddenly knelt down, clutching his chest, as if his chest was so painful that he couldn't breathe. Pedestrians on the road passed by in twos and threes holding umbrellas, turning a blind eye to him, treating him as air.

Despair gradually emerged on the man's face.

"Jiajia." A familiar indifferent voice sounded from behind.

Chi Jiayan, who was looking out the window with no expression on his face, was startled, and then he realized who he was with.

He turned around and saw that the god of death had been standing there for a long time and heard something, and his face slowly stiffened: "I'm sorry, brother, you punish me."

"How to punish?" Death looked introverted, and he could not tell if he was angry.

He did feel that Chi Jiayan did something wrong, but he didn't think about punishment.

Chi Jiayan said: "You can punish whatever you want."

"Okay." Thinking of what suggestions Eros had made before, Death's eyes deepened for a moment, and then he said, "The punishment will be discussed later. Now you can cancel the curse."

An irresponsible breeder cannot die because of sin, and one's life and death cannot be changed at will, especially at this juncture.

The man was still kneeling in the rain, curled up in embarrassment, taking out his mobile phone from his pocket and making an emergency call.

Chi Jiayan glanced outside, but didn't look away.

He refused.

The god of death opened his lips again and said: "There are not so many freewheeling things in the world, Jiajia, you have to learn to control yourself, this is what you said."

Since everything has changed, Chi Jiayan can't go the same way as he was twenty-seven years old. Most of Yan Ling died prematurely because of his evil deeds or the backlash of his spiritual power.

The restart of the horoscope is a good time for Chi Jiayan to find himself.

"Damn him." Chi Jiayan said stubbornly.

A sporadic picture suddenly flashed in Death's mind.

It seems that such a confrontation has occurred before. Once this Word Spirit finds a little bit of human blemish in the other party, it forgets its own promise and is driven by instinct to use spiritual power indiscriminately. In that picture, I reached out and touched his head, and then said something, Yan Ling's attitude softened...

Thinking of this, the god of death stretched out his hand and gently stroked his head: "It is a good boy to do what he says."

Chi Jiayan opened his eyes wide, looked at him in disbelief, and then his face slowly turned red.

This trick really works.

He walked into the rain with an umbrella and said something to the man on the ground before he came over and said, "Brother, I was wrong."

The god of death responded with a sound, and walked straight to the way home.

From this little episode, Chi Jiayan couldn't control his malice, and the god of death couldn't help but think of the person mentioned by the god of love.

This time, the god of death returned to this timeline and merged with the other self. Originally, everything was settled, but when these things were linked together, they felt that it was just a calm on the surface. The place is undercurrent.

He needs to go to the hospital with Ae-shin as soon as possible to see what's going on.

Chi Jiayan dawdled, he knew that the god of death would leave when he returned, so he slowed down.

"Actually speaking, I'm more damned than that man." Chi Jiayan whispered, "I know Xiao Hei is old, but I still can't bear it... I forced it to stay, it lays down every day. It must be very hard to be unable to move.”

"Will you set it free?"

Chi Jiayan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

He was actually ready to lose Xiao Hei, but he couldn't help feeling sad.

While hating the unscrupulous breeder, he also hated himself.

Unconsciously he walked more slowly.

The god of death discovered this, thinking of the couple who passed by holding hands on the road before, Chi Jiayan seemed to have envy in his eyes at that time.

He stretched out his hand: "Come."

"Huh?" Chi Jiayan didn't respond.

"Would you like to take it?" Death asked.

He still remembered that the child had a stab in the foot, and deceived another self, he was the one who carried him back.

You must have liked this kind of contact.

Chi Jiayan blushed again, and hurriedly handed it over.

The god of death used the gesture like dragging a three-year-old child, holding the pair of hands that were a circle smaller than himself without any gentleness. Not like a couple, but like an elder.

Chi Jiayan thought he was still a little angry, and said, "I didn't mean to."

"What?" Death looked straight ahead.

"That person." Chi Jiayan said, "I think about it now, and I think it's too much. But I didn't know what was going on at the time. I really wanted him to taste the pain, even if he died, it didn't matter."

"It's good to change it."

Chi Jiayan thought for a while before saying, "So, when will you take me to the Soul Washing Pond?"

Death stopped: "You haven't told me yet, how do you know about the Soul Washing Pool?"

The last time he was interrupted by that kiss, the god of death realized that he was also incoherent in his work, so he should have figured it out first.

"You told me." Chi Jiayan replied obediently, "You said that my ability can be washed away there, and I can become an ordinary person."

Death didn't believe he would do this.

That pain is unbearable for ordinary people, how could Chi Jiayan be allowed to suffer that kind of pain?

"What else did I say?" Death asked.

Chi Jiayan knew that his memory hadn't come back yet, but asking him to repeat those words again made him feel like he had a big face.

Because Huo Xin's appearance told him, especially Huo Xin's face that was somewhat similar to him, told him that there might be nothing special about him.

So he considered it and said: "You said that after the ability is stripped, you will destroy it for me, and it will not be brought into the next reincarnation after I die. You also said that it will be very painful, let me think about it. Good. You will accompany me then."

Hearing this, Death finally realized that something was wrong.

First of all, after being washed in the Soul Cleansing Pond, the supernatural power will turn into a small spiritual bead, which will be stripped out as the imprint of the soul, and will become the food of Blue Wind just like other spiritual beads. Secondly, powers will not be brought into the natal chart, and they will not follow humans into the next reincarnation.

It is impossible for the other to not know.

"When did it happen?" Death asked again.

Chi Jiayan thought for a while: "It's you... the morning you came back. I remember very clearly, the sky was very strange when you told me, there was a vortex in the center of the sky... There were many ghosts running around on the road, I thought it was going to be It rained heavily, but then it didn't rain a drop. You were a little weird that day too..."

Lingxiao that day was not as indifferent as usual, and the tone of his speech was different. He was persuasive, and seemed to hope that Chi Jiayan could go to the Soul Cleansing Pond.

Thinking of this, Chi Jiayan suddenly whispered: "Brother, could that not be you - another future you?"

Death had probably guessed what was going on.

He said coldly, "No."

Chi Jiayan still looked at him stupidly.

Death added: "Don't believe a word of what you saw 'I' say that morning."

Because that is not him at all, nor can it be him from any time and space, his time and space jump stopped long ago at the moment when the natal chart restarted.

In this world, there are not only gods who maintain the functioning of all things, but also other things that arise as the times require.

That demon that sucks all the greed and ugliness in the world should be locked in the deepest part of the other world.

It can transform into all forms, and achieve its evil evolution by absorbing the **** spontaneously generated by the human heart. If it really escaped from the chaos, it would not be unreasonable to obtain Yan Ling's powerful ability.

If it was before the fate chart was restarted, the possibility of the Dark Demon escaping was almost zero, but now even the God of Death is not sure.

Apart from this, he could not find any other explanation.

He thought Chi Jiayan would insist on going to the Soul Cleansing Pond, but when he heard "don't believe a word", he just seemed a little lost.

After a while, he nodded: "Okay."

Death said: "Whenever you see me in the future, you need to confirm my identity."

Chi Jiayan was a little confused: "How to confirm?"

In the thin rain curtain, the umbrella of the God of Death tilted slightly, blocking the curious eyes of pedestrians.

If it wasn't for Huo Xin's sudden appearance, he would have wanted to do this for a long time.

Death wrapped one hand around Chi Jiayan's waist, brought him close to him, then lowered his head and grabbed his two lips that exuded a creamy sweet smell.

After licking and kissing, he ate Chi Jiayan from the inside out, and finally took a light bite on the rosy lips.

"So confirm." Death said coldly.

Unfortunately, this sweetness and charm seems to be his one-sided feeling.

Because Chi Jiayan's eyes were red after being kissed, his round eyes blinked, and Douda's tears came out: "Brother, don't do this anymore... I don't want to be someone else's substitute..."

The author has something to say: Huo Xin, who was eating snacks on the sofa of Chi Jiayan's house, suddenly had an ominous premonition.