The days of living with the god of death

"Oh, come on." Death grinned, "You're nothing without me."

Zhou Ming kicked the opponent under the table.

But when you think about it carefully, the god of death is really right.

If it wasn't for the god of death, he might never have the courage to ask Xiao Ling out, and even if he could, he wouldn't know how to arrange the date.

If it weren't for the god of death, such an insignificant character like him would never be compared with a rich second generation like Zhang He.

Even if he hadn't met the god of death that day, he wouldn't have rescued the girl who fell into the water, got headlined by the penguins, and talked about by the people in the dormitory.

Although Zhou Ming didn't like the feeling of being talked about, in the past he wasn't even qualified to be talked about.

Without Reaper, his life is still tight, he can only rely on the swimming pool to watch the scene to earn some pocket money, it is impossible to sit in the western restaurant and eat with Bai Fumei.

But what if...all these changes come from himself?

Because he was lucky?Because he is full of confidence?

Zhou Ming secretly voted for himself.

"I'll think about it, I mean go to the hospital."

At night, after the dormitory turned off the lights, Zhou Ming was lying on the bed, and couldn't help but fantasize about the days without the god of death—luck is against the sky, he can succeed in everything, and he doesn't need to raise another foodie, and he doesn't have to endure all kinds of unreasonable troubles from the other party... …

"Hey, you don't really intend to get rid of me, do you?" A foodie rode on his waist, and tied the little white fox emitting white light as a chandelier to the upper bed, illuminating the other person's face of resentment.

"Why are you so worried?" Zhou Ming plucked the whining little white fox comfortably, "According to you, no human being can separate us, can't you? If so, let me go to Qingshan Hospital to try and see if it will work." how?"

"Even if you try, it won't change the result." Death pursed his lips, looking extremely unhappy, "But why are you trying? Is there anything wrong with me being by your side?"

"Did you never realize how troublesome you are?" Zhou Ming couldn't help asking back, but he felt a little guilty when he saw the hurt eyes of the other party.Anyway, the god of death has really helped him a lot. Although there are many bad memories these days, it is much more exciting than his past life.Gritting his teeth, Zhou Ming patted the other party's arm again, "Hey, don't be like this. I'm not saying how bad you are. In fact, everyone is like this, and no one is [-]% compatible with another. So we just need to be compatible. When we are together, we are separated when we don’t.”

"I need a little personal time, and you do, don't you? We don't have to bond every day. Sometimes I need to go out on my own, not you sitting between me and my girlfriend as a light bulb. You too You need to go to work, and I'm always holding you back." Zhou Ming explained patiently, "If you insist on binding the two of us together, it will only bring endless troubles to each other."

"Are you going to throw me aside in order to go out alone with girls?" Death asked angrily, and took out a big white pillow from the little white fox's wine tank.

"This, how did this get in?" Zhou Ming looked at the melon-sized wine jar and the washbasin-sized pillow in disbelief. No matter how elastic and compressed the pillow is, it would be impossible to stuff it in!

"Well... when you were busy tangling with those two girls, I walked in from the souvenir counter in the movie theater." Death squeezed the big white pillow, "Who told you not to watch Fatty White with me? This book It should be my souvenir!"

It was only then that Zhou Ming remembered that the other party said that if he watched some movie, he could draw a lottery with the ticket, and the prize was a big white fat pillow, "But if you do this, it's considered stealing... stealing..."

"What can I do if I just take it?" Death snorted, clutching the pillow and smashing Zhou Ming's face, "You haven't answered my question yet! Are you leaving me just to date a girl?" ?”

"Don't hit me!" Zhou Ming hurriedly blocked the other party's attack with his arm, feeling a little upset in his heart, this was his date, why did he have to bring the god of death with him? "So what?"

"How could you do that?!" Death yelled angrily.

"That's my girlfriend!" Zhou Ming was also furious, who wouldn't go out alone on a date with his girlfriend!Why does he have to carry a mop bottle? !

"I'm your God of Death!" The other party angrily smashed it even more fiercely, "You may have many girlfriends in your life, but there is only one God of Death!"

"And it's the one I never want to meet!" Zhou Ming roared back, "Who wants to see the god of death every day!"

The other party stopped suddenly, biting his lip, with an aggrieved look on his face.

"Okay, it's my fault!" Zhou Ming felt guilty again, "But even if you are my girlfriend...or more important than my girlfriend, I can't bear every minute of 24 hours a day. We can be together every second! People have sex, okay? Why do I hug you when I sleep, see you when I take a shower, and even when I pee, I can find you standing not far away with a dead face Where? I don't understand, even you wouldn't like having every quarter of your life occupied by another person, would you?"

And you are such a selfish, bad-natured, teasing guy who doesn't care about other people's feelings at all!

Zhou Ming added the second half of the sentence in his heart.

"Ming... are you having an affair?" Wang Lei on the upper bunk turned over in a daze, "It's not a good habit to step on two boats and make phone calls in the dormitory, um... huh... um ……call……"

Listening to the snoring from the upper bunk, Zhou Ming knew that Wang Lei would definitely forget what he heard today the next day, so he didn't bother to pay attention.

"Listen, I don't want you anymore." Zhou Ming patted the other party's arm, "I just hope that we can live as two independent individuals instead of hanging together every day like conjoined twins. We can still Live together, sleep together...if you like."

"Go ahead and dream." Reaper violently shook off his arm and sniffed, "Whether you are happy or not, you have no chance of getting rid of me."

"Do you know which part of your body you hate the most?" Zhou Ming picked up the fat white pillow next to him and smashed it at it, "You never considered that I have the freedom to choose my own way of life! I had a good life Okay, you came here uninvited! Now I don’t even have the freedom to choose the fast food that costs me a few dollars! I can’t just eat instant noodles if I want to be lazy, or go to the cafeteria if I want to save money. Wrap around your eccentricities! I can't get along with people because you're always interrupting me, cutting in, taking my attention away! It's my life! Mine! Why do you divide it? Half past?!"

"Go to your freedom, go to your life, do you know what force majeure is?!" The god of death snatched the pillow and threw it at him again. After venting, he threw the pillow aside and dragged him He lifted him up by the collar of his pajamas, "Look, I'll help you make money and bring you all kinds of good luck, just because I don't want our relationship to get too bad, because I'm such an empathetic , Good man who takes care of your mood! If I'm in a bad mood, I have plenty of ways to make your life a mess. Don't talk to me about your freedom! Your freedom is my mood!"

As soon as the other party let go of his hand, Zhou Ming fell onto the pillow. Before he could react, the god of death had swept away the quilt and pillow.

"Hey, hey! Give me the quilt!" Zhou Ming hurriedly picked up the rolled up quilt, but sadly found that he couldn't even grab a corner.

Has the miserable life of offending the god of death already begun?

Zhou Ming hugged his shoulders and curled up into a ball. Even though the room was heated, he couldn't sleep like this!

Oh, forget it, make it work, go to the hospital and clear this guy out of his mind so he can live a normal life again.

Perhaps because there was no quilt, Zhou Ming slept very restlessly that night. He barely fell asleep when it was almost dawn.

"Hi, good morning." He sat up from the bed, unexpectedly found that the three people in the dormitory were all there, and Reaper had already been sitting in front of the computer playing games early.

"You can figure it out." Wei Zhe, the head of the dormitory, sat cross-legged on the opposite bed with a serious face.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ming suddenly had a bad premonition.

"A Ming, you are amazing!" Ke Zheng held his face and said in an envious tone, "How many girls are you dating at the same time?"

"I... what?" Zhou Ming subconsciously looked at the god of death, and told him intuition that it must be the ghost of the god of death that he encountered three trials in the early morning.

"Yesterday you first dated Xiao Ling, and then you dated Lin Xiaoshu..." Wang Lei muttered in the upper bunk.

"Lin Xiaoshu? Who is that?" Zhou Ming couldn't figure out what was going on.

"What are you hiding from our brothers?" Wang Lei handed over the phone, "The pictures of your date have been captured!"

Zhou Ming took the phone, only to find out that it was an anonymous post on the school post bar, saying that he was a slut who played with girls' feelings on both sides, and there were photos to prove it, including him and Xiao Ling leaving the taxi together , Xiao Ling ran out of the movie theater crying, he had dinner with Ponytail, etc.And I don't know if it was intentional by the photographer, the two women have never appeared in the same photo, so from the timeline, it seems that he wants to maintain a relationship with two women at the same time on Valentine's Day.Coupled with the sensational text, it looks like an annual drama.There are even more good people talking about it below, some say that he is very lucky, some scold Lin Xiaoshu for stealing her best friend's boyfriend, some sympathize with Xiao Ling, it seems like malicious hype.

"Who did this?!" Zhou Ming was trembling with anger, knowing that he must have been tricked by someone!

And that person is probably the god of death!

"Judging from the ip, it should be from the area of ​​the girls' dormitory, and someone from the school, but I can't find out who it is." Wei Zhe said with a heavy face, "I also checked the anonymous ip below for you, and it's mainly from the girls' dormitory. .”

Girls' dormitory?Zhou Ming was taken aback, he wasn't the god of death?

"It seems that your good luck has run out." The Grim Reaper who was playing the game suddenly turned around and showed him a mysterious smile.