As soon as the god of death came downstairs, he heard a loud bang behind him, followed by the panic screams of people running away.

When he looked back, the ground was bloody, and the sad and crying man he had seen outside the ward had turned into a pool of bright red mud.

It was a quick suicide.

the second.

This is the second associated deceased of the playground incident.

It was already dark, and the downstairs of the hospital was crowded with people. The police station nearby dispatched the police quickly and began to investigate the matter. It was a sleepless night in a hospital.

The Soul Eater, who was still trembling upstairs before, has slid down the surface of the building, swallowing the fresh soul that was still standing at a loss in one bite.

"I will accompany you, and I will accompany you when you die."

"Wait for me, Mu Ran, I won't leave you alone when I die."

The memories that belonged to that person before he died were being used continuously from the belly of the Soul Eater. The Soul Eater opened its mouth sluggishly. These memories and sounds were like a burp after a human being was full, and they had to be punched out. only comfortable.

Seeing the god of death looking at him, the soul-devouring beast trembled again. It thought that it had rudely bumped into the god of death, and quickly closed its mouth and rolled away.

Through questioning by the police at the scene, the insider revealed that the deceased had good psychological quality and was Bai Muran's suitor. After Bai Muran's car accident, the hospital issued several critical illness notices. He didn't have any signs of asking for death together. Suddenly, this kind of thing happened, more like a joke made by God.

The Grim Reaper knows that it is no coincidence that two amusement parks in a row are linked to the death of the deceased.

If there is no estimation error, then there will be a third and fourth playground associated deceased.

The most important thing is that Chi Jiayan is also one of the protagonists of the playground.

The consequences of resetting the timeline do not seem to be as simple as one might imagine.

For this kind of event, death cannot be arranged immediately, it must be executed in order, and the god of death needs to find the law.

He immediately got in touch with the horoscope, but no matter how he checked it, the horoscope's calculation of the result was "null".

While rejuvenating Nanshi City, he opened the penis stored in Divine Consciousness. It is a pity that all the information about the prospective deceased in the future timeline is gone, because of the future rewriting, all the information that will appear is completely new. He couldn't remember the names of those people, nor the dates and addresses of those people, but only their faces.

Fortunately, there is a Chi Jiayan who can paint by his side. Because he has not received professional learning, not to mention how accurate the shape is, but his demeanor is unique and can be seen at a glance. As long as you draw the faces of those people, and add the soul eaters all over the world, you won't have to worry about finding the key figures of the incident.

He'll be ripping off the cocoon, looking for patterns until the result is determined.

He did not allow Chi Jiayan to die unnaturally this time.

It was late at night when returned to Chunnan City, and the house was very quiet, except for a light in Chi Jiayan's room.

The God of Death walked into the room and saw Cang Feng transformed into a large black wolf lying on the bed, Chi Jiayan curled up into a small ball and slept on Cang Feng, wearing only short sleeves and underwear, sleeping soundly.

The weather had turned cold, and the temperature brought by Cangfeng's fur made the temperature just right. Chi Jiayan was wrapped in fur, so he wouldn't catch a cold.

The god of death watched him quietly for a while, and then he was a little relieved after confirming that there was no black energy of death on him.

"Blue Wind." He whispered.

The gigantic wolf obediently turned into a golden afterimage. It was reattached to the black robe of the God of Death, and he walked around in the black robe, and replaced it with another totem, as if he wanted to ask for some praise.

Chi Jiayan heard the voice: "Brother?"

The voice was dazed and drowsy.

Death reached out and touched his head, his eyes softened: "Go to sleep."

Chi Jiayan closed his eyes, his mind was still awake, and he still had thoughts: "Brother, are you tired, let's sleep together."

Death said: "I don't need to sleep."

"But I'm cold." The man on the bed wrapped his arms around him, and the moment Cang Feng left, he felt a chill.

It's akin to a baby's search for safety and warmth in its mother's body that touches a soft part of death's heart.

The mask standing at the head of the bed made a small sound again.

This time, the Death God didn't even look at it. He had inevitable weakness anyway, and it didn't matter if the mask shattered into a spider's web.

Perhaps, as Eros and Lu Cheng said, being the god of death doesn't need to be ruthless and loveless. He is already strong enough, no longer the young Lingxiao who needed a mask to protect him in the past. If things really go in a bad direction, then Chi Jiayan's remaining lifespan will be unknown, and he should cherish the time this child is still with him in the world.

The god of death unconsciously completely restrained the frost and snow on his body and replaced it with a body temperature similar to that of a human being. As soon as he fished with his long arm, he took the person into his arms, and then looked down, the person in his arms was sleeping with stretched brows and red lips, and the sleepiness seemed to infect him.

There was light under Chi Jiayan's collarbone.

It turned out that the small golden bottle was tied with red thread by him, and he wore it as a personal accessory.

Feeling the gaze of the god of death, Chi Jiayan closed his eyes and reached out to touch the small bottle on his chest: "What is this?"

He heard Eros say it was "his happiness", he didn't quite understand it, he just thought it was beautiful.

Death: "...Nothing."

"Can you give it to me?" Chi Jiayan's nasal voice was a little cute.

Death: "No."

"Then I won't pay it back." Chi Jiayan squeezed the bottle tightly, this was his happiness!

Death doesn't take him seriously: "..."

The house was quiet again.

"Can I... kiss you?"

Suddenly, Chi Jiayan has opened his eyes, and his dark pupils are staring at him.

Death frowned.

It seems that twice in a row, after he kissed Chi Jiayan, the other party cried.

He is not sure whether this behavior is liked by Chi Jiayan, maybe not everyone thinks the same as human beings, he thought it was a bit painful for Chi Jiayan.

Death's brief silence made Chi Jiayan's face red.

However, he has always been thick-skinned and bold. Before, he dared to deliberately cut off the power to appear naked, and now he does not want to back down.

Compared with the god of death, his life is too short, and it makes no sense not to take the initiative.

"It takes a kiss to fall asleep," he said boldly again, very much like that.

"Are you going to cry?" Death asked.

Chi Jiayan understood what he said, and was immediately embarrassed: "...I really didn't mean it the first time, really really didn't!"

Death lowered his head and gently covered those two lips.

He wanted to just touch him, but Chi Jiayan wrapped his hands around his neck and started kissing back.

The young man's waist is soft, and his slender, bare legs are stacked together, which should be an extremely seductive picture.

He tried his best to express himself, but Death only kissed his lips thinly, and seemed to have no interest in anything else. The deeper the kiss, the more obvious the changes in Chi Jiayan's body. He was panting a little quickly, his body was hot, and his heartbeat was so loud that death could hear him.

"I like you." Saying this thing that the other party has seen through for a long time, Chi Jiayan has water vapor in his eyes, "Brother Lingxiao, I like you."

In the silent night, the confession came suddenly and clearly.

The expression on Death's face did not change.

He looked at the young man in his arms, with complicated emotions that he couldn't discern in his heart.

Eros says that he has spontaneously provoked love, and perhaps this is what love feels like.

From the age of twenty-seven to five, to thirteen, to eighteen, he unintentionally gave him too much attention. Perhaps this feeling appeared when Chi Jiayan was twenty-seven years old, but he didn't notice it.

"Do you also like me?" Chi Jiayan looked at him expectantly, and his sleepiness disappeared, "Are we falling in love?"

Chi Jiayan is not stupid, he guessed it before, such as why Death couldn't attack him, such as Death's rude kiss, he just couldn't believe it. Without confirmation, Chi Jiayan could not feel at ease.

The god of death couldn't help but face such eyes.

Finally, he complied.

"Ok."

Chi Jiayan exclaimed and hugged him: "I guessed right! Brother! We are in love!"

The god of death was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

It's actually about love.

Holding hands, hugging, and kissing is the standard expression of love.

Hearing the laughter, Chi Jiayan quickly released him, his eyes widened: "Brother... Are you laughing?"

Death himself didn't realize he was laughing.

This unfamiliar expression appeared on his face, and it was fleeting, leaving only the afterimage of the slightly curved lips.

He doesn't seem to have laughed since he can remember, because there is nothing in the world worth his knowing smile.

In the past, Death should have felt deeply guilty for his momentary ease and laughter. He was strict with himself, adhering to the idea that pleasure and comfort would make him vulnerable, and he believed it firmly.

Now he has no regrets.

"Really?" Death said in a light tone.

Chi Jiayan looked dumbfounded: "Brother, you look so good when you smile—"

He kissed the forehead of the person in his arms, and the god of death said, "Go to sleep."

Chi Jiayan pouted: "I'm too excited to fall asleep now."

"I need your help tomorrow." Death patted him lightly, "Go to sleep, I will accompany you."

When Chi Jiayan heard this, he obediently closed his eyes, but he was happy to help!

"Also, the bottle can be given to you, and the contents must be returned to me." Death added after a pause, "...you don't want to know why."