About the Reaper living next door

Mao, the way to survive, do you know!In the future, when your character enters the society, you will definitely suffer! "

The gray scarf Ke Fu gave him was wrapped around his neck, covering half of his face.Lin Jiangchen's eyes are always bright, and he is especially cute when he is beaming, which Ke Fu likes so much.

Ke Fu: "Then what should I do if I suffer a loss?"

Lin Jiangchen's laughter overflowed from the scarf: "What else can I do, brother Jiangchen, a member of society, will help you seek justice."

One sentence knocked over the sugar jar in Ke Fu's heart.

Lin Jiangchen smiled enough and asked: "By the way, how about the tea leaves? Do uncles and aunts still like it? I asked the boss and Mr. Jiang specifically, and I chose what they like. I don't know if it suits the old man's taste. "

"Mother likes it very much," Ke Fu said slowly, "I said it was given by someone I like."

"You..." Lin Jiangchen bit his tongue anxiously, the sharp pain at the tip of his tongue disturbed his thoughts, and he froze in place.

Ke Fu's meaning was actually very vague. He said that he liked the person, but he didn't reveal the gender, so he played a marginal game.

"Jiangchen," Ke Fu said carefully, "Parents..."

The feeling of falling in love can make people drift, like stepping on the clouds, but in the end they have to go back to the ground and face the daily necessities of reality.

Lin Jiangchen seemed to be in a hurry, and he opened his mouth without asking anything: "Just say it, what do your parents say, do you want to hit or kneel? My brother will carry it for you."

"Jian Chen..."

Lin Jiangchen pretended to be calm when he spoke, but his heart was in chaos: "You are all adults, can't you stand up to this?"

"Jiang Chen." Ke Fu interjected, "I didn't mean to say that."

Lin Jiangchen clutched the phone nervously.

He was afraid that Ke Fu would quit. He believed that he was not looking for such a person, but he was still afraid.

Fuck, so fucking cowardly.

"I just want to tell you—" Ke Fu repeated his name, as if it was going to be burned in his heart.

No matter what you think, whether you want to run away or not.

"Lin Jiangchen, I will never back down."

tbc.

55 Why haven't you come back yet?

I have to say that this sentence is very useful to everyone, and Lin Jiangchen is no exception.

The serious look of the little boyfriend is a bit good-looking.

Lin Jiangchen found a clean railing to lean against, and there was a neon sign above his head. The passing taxi honked twice at him, slowed down quietly, and passed in front of him after he shook his head slightly. passed.

"What are you thinking?" Ke Fu's voice brought him back to his senses.

"It's nothing, let's digest the emotion." He smiled and looked at the screen, tracing the other person's appearance with his heart and eyes:

"Has anyone ever told you that you are particularly flirtatious?"

Ke Fu smiled bitterly: "No."

Lin Jiangchen understood again: "I see, you don't need to flirt with others at school."

Ke Fu: "... Really not."

Ke Fu said no, but in fact he didn’t. His favorite thing to do is to stay away from the crowd and be as quiet as a chicken.He never gave anyone a chance to get close to him.

Lin Jiangchen pretended to regret: "Really? That's a pity. I found that your ability to perform on the spot is very good."

Ke Fu didn't realize it was a trap, and said proudly: "Professional screenwriter."

Lin Jiangchen rolled his eyes and pretended not to be happy: "What do you mean? You want to tell me that you can blow rainbow farts without drafting?"

The little boyfriend realized something was wrong, and immediately changed his words: "No, I'm just an amateur."

Lin Jiangchen raised his eyebrows, and became more and more unreasonable: "Oh - so it's enough to deal with me with an amateur level?"

Ke Fu: "..."

Seeing the other party's hesitation to speak, his strong desire to survive and helplessness, Lin Jiangchen slapped his thigh with a smile, and his laughter gently swept Ke Fu's eardrums. Ke Fu watched him smile, and the corners of his lips were also lifted up. .

Lin Jiangchen pouted at him: "Why are you smirking?"

Ke Fu wanted to avenge what he had just done, so he fought back not to be outdone, "Look at you laughing so silly."

"I'll take care of you—" Lin Jiangchen didn't utter half of his swear words, but Ke Fu said before him:

"It's cold outside, why don't you go back?"

Counting from the moment he picked up the phone, Lin Jiangchen had stayed outside for more than half an hour, including working time, which may be even longer. Since just now, Lin Jiangchen has not moved at the same spot, even I have absolutely no intention of going back.

He just saw by chance that Lin Jiangchen's finger touching his nose was red from the cold.Ke Fu was worried that he would catch a cold, so he kept counting the time carefully, holding it in for a long time before calling out to remind him.

Seeing the other party's silence, Ke Fu said again: "Go back, you'll catch a cold."

"..." Lin Jiangchen pinched his phone and remained silent for a long time.

Ke Fuxiang has installed a special radar on him, and he can always find something different.

The cold wind can make people wake up. Lin Jiangchen lived like this every New Year's Eve after he became the god of death. He stood for a long time at the rare and deserted street corner in a year, letting the biting coldness flow through his body.

He wasn't cold in the first place, and he didn't care whether others would be cold.

He has been a bystander for too long, watching human beings die with cold eyes, and their souls are drawn out of their bodies until they perish. Even the blood is cold, so he has never had any expectations for warmth, and no one can warm him.

But this young man did it.

Lin Jiangchen felt hot all over his body, as if he was about to boil, but his heart seemed to be missing a piece, empty and unreliable.

"Jiang Chen?" Ke Fu called him.

"It's cold, it's so cold, it froze me to death." Lin Jiangchen heard himself say, "Did you know that in city A at the end of January, it's really fucking cold to stand outside."

"?" Ke Fu hadn't decided what to say, but Lin Jiangchen had already continued to talk——

"When I was a child, I would be hyperactive at night, and I couldn't sleep all night. The hospital couldn't find out what was wrong. Later, my hair color and eyes gradually began to turn yellow."

"When I was young, I was not sensible. Once I came back from school, I told my mother that there was a man with bleeding eyes who followed me all the time. When he rushed towards me, I crushed him."

Lin Jiangchen was talking about his past.

"About your physique, why do you think I should hide it?"

The other party probably didn't want him to see the expression, so he pressed the camera with his thumb in advance, leaving only the cold voice of the other party ringing in his ears:

"Because I can't say. I'm afraid of doing multiple-choice questions, afraid of every step I take after choosing wrongly, and even more afraid that you will be like me, and there will be no room for regret from now on."

The TV on the first floor was singing and dancing, and from time to time, happy laughter came to my ears. Compared with it, Ke Fu's room was terribly quiet.

Lin Jiangchen has always retained his innocence, he behaves like a young man, he has lived in a heartless and absurd way for a long time, only in this kind of occasion can he have the maturity and depth of an elder.

"Mr. Ke, I'm not an aboveboard person. I've failed in life, and I'm not as good as you say. But I didn't mean to hide it from you. I just spread the matter out and said it's okay. I just hope that the following things, will never be your burden."

Ke Fu didn't know if the other party was looking at him at this time, but he hoped that Lin Jiangchen was watching, so he nodded heavily at the phone.

All that could be seen on the screen was pitch black. Ke Fu was facing the black screen, listening more seriously than learning pinyin in primary school.

Lin Jiangchen recounted the matter of the Zhiyang Body to Ke Fu in detail.During the process, he was very calm, very calm, as if he was telling someone else's story, and there was no excitement, complaint or pleading in his tone.

Ke Fu was a little uneasy.

He seldom loses his temper, but Lin Jiangchen always has various strange ways to make him angry.

At the beginning, Ke Fu only felt distressed when he heard that the once proud young man had lost everything, but after talking about it, his taste changed, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Ke Fu finally interrupted Lin Jiangchen unbearably when Lin Jiangchen was still pressing 'I know it's hard for you to accept now, but I don't want to, who would be tied to a balabala with others if possible':

"Do you think I don't want to be tied with you?" Ke Fu's tone was stiff, with cloudy brows: "Just this?"

Lin Jiangchen was completely unaware that he was on the verge of danger: "Am I wrong? Do you want to have only one choice in your life?"

Ke Fu gritted his teeth: "I am willing to die."

???

Lin Jiangchen was stunned, and he had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't figure out why this person had such a fucking reaction, and said in disbelief, "...you seem to be quite happy?"

Ke Fu touched the screen and said, "Of course I'm happy."

Why not happy?He wished that Lin Jiangchen would be close to him, needed him, and walked forward with him.

Now that it's out there, why not?

Ke Fu smiled contentedly: "Tie you forever."

His expression made Lin Jiangchen tremble, and his lower back throbbed reflexively.It was a wicked smile, which he only had the chance to see at that time.Every time I see it, it's a bloodbath.

Lin Jiangchen shivered: "...don't say it, Mr. Ke."

"The reason is right," Ke Fu concluded: "You don't even want to run anywhere."

Lin Jiangchen was startled by his speech, and he stumbled in one sentence: "I... how come my life is threatened..."

Ke Fuyi corrected him verbally: "If you don't tie them together, your life will be threatened."

Lin Jiangchen thanked Bumin, waved his hands again and again, and let go of the hand covering the camera. Ke Funeng tried his best to see the other party's flushed face clearly in the swaying camera:

"Wait, wait, let's all calm down, this is not the same as a good script, I have to take it easy."

"Well, take your time," Ke Fu followed up leisurely, "Want to help? Screenwriter, professional."

Lin Jiangchen threw angrily: "Get lost!"

Why is this completely different from what he imagined? !

In Lin Jiangchen's view, Cheng