The days of living with the god of death

"Seriously, do you think it's interesting to pursue Xiao Ling?"

After getting rid of the group of homeboys in the dormitory who had nothing but theory but no practice, Zhou Ming decided to go to Qingshan Hospital to register first.No matter whether he wants to pursue Xiao Ling or not, he has to deal with the God of Death first, otherwise he won't be able to fall in love with anyone.

But God of Death obviously didn't intend to let him go just like that.

"Everyone is after her." Zhou Ming walked slowly towards the subway station outside the school. Along the way, he could see many students returning to school. The school will start the day after tomorrow. These days are the peak time for returning to school.

"You are avoiding the question." Death said sharply. "Does it matter to you who they pursue?"

"Why not?" Zhou Ming felt that Ke Zheng's pervert was very correct on this point, "Even if Lin Xiaoshu is Bai Fumei, no one likes her, everyone still pursues Xiao Ling, because everyone is paying attention to Xiao Ling. What is Xiao Ling doing, who is Xiao Ling dating, who does Xiao Ling like... who cares about Lin Xiaoshu? I don't even care what her name is."

"She's over there." Death suddenly pointed in one direction and said.

"Scared?" Zhou Ming was startled, and looked in that direction, and sure enough, he saw Ponytail fiddling with his mobile phone, and hurriedly said hello to cover up his embarrassment, "Hi~ we meet again!"

"Ah?" Ponytail raised his head and looked around before finding Zhou Ming, "Oh, you. Hi."

Why did he think this "Hi" was so perfunctory?

"I'm really sorry about what happened yesterday." Although Zhou Ming felt that what happened yesterday was not his fault, he is a boy, and he really should apologize for causing trouble to girls.

"Yesterday? What happened?" Ponytail looked puzzled, "The restaurant yesterday was pretty good."

Do you just remember to eat... Zhou Ming secretly slandered, looking at the grim Reaper next to him, he found that he seemed to have the physique to provoke foodies.

"I mean, it's misleading, um, you stole the matter of Xiao Ling's boyfriend." He explained with some embarrassment.

"I stole Xiao Ling's boyfriend?" Ponytail looked even more confused, "Zhang He? It's nothing, when did I get involved with Zhang He?"

"No, it's me!" Zhou Ming pointed at himself vigorously. Why is this girl's brain not connected? "I mean me!"

"You? Are you related to Zhang He?" Ponytail looked at him in surprise, and suddenly realized, "Oh yes, you are in love and killing each other."

Zhou Ming almost spat out a mouthful of blood, why did he only meet crazy guys this morning?First the three in the dorm, and now the ponytails. "I mean, Xiao Ling's boyfriend is me! And didn't we have dinner together last night? Didn't Xiao Ling go back early? There are rumors that you are the third party between me and Xiao Ling."

"Ah? When did you become her boyfriend?" Ponytail was stunned for a moment, "Well, no wonder she had a stinky face when I saw Xiao Ling just now, and she ignored me even after I greeted her."

Zhou Ming looked this house girl up and down, she was playing with her mobile phone while walking on the road, and she still wanted to say hello to Xiao Ling, it was really not easy.

"Forget it. Now that I've blown up with her, I'll just find a girlfriend." Ponytail waved his hands indifferently, and continued to play with his phone.

"You are too..." Zhou Ming couldn't find a suitable word to describe it.This girl is really big-hearted!Being splashed with sewage and saying that he robbed a man was just like that.

"Ah, I like her g-cup very much, but where is there no grass in the world?" Ponytail made a face, "g-cup is rare, but I can find an f-cup to make do with it~"

Zhou Ming hesitated for a while before he found a suitable response, "If you find an F cup, please tell me."

"Don't worry, my aunt's hand test is more accurate than measuring it with a ruler!" The ponytail showed its wolf claws obscenely, and scratched in the air, with the domineering aura of mastery of milk grabbing.

Saying goodbye to the ponytail, Zhou Ming continued to walk towards the station, and the Grim Reaper looked overjoyed, "I really like this girl."

"Then you still bully her." Zhou Ming pursed his lips, feeling chills at the love in Death's mouth.Xiao Ling is not a big star, and there are paparazzi chasing her wherever she goes. How could it be such a coincidence that someone just happened to be photographed crying and running out?And how could anyone be bored enough to film him eating with ponytail?The whole thing felt very wrong to him, except for Death, he couldn't think of anyone else who could create such an unbelievable situation.

"I bullied her?" Death raised his eyebrows, "You don't think I'm going to blame her for suggesting you see a psychiatrist to drive me away, do you?"

"Look, we have all the motives for committing the crime." Zhou Ming spread his hands, "Who else could it be if it wasn't you?"

"Well... I do have a way to torment her, but I don't have to do it." Death scratched his chin, "She just reacted to what a normal person would do to your statement. Of course, she analyzed it calmly. It is not common to give reasonable suggestions when possible, but I think she has the potential to be a criminal investigation policeman."

"It's really not you?" Zhou Ming looked at the god of death suspiciously.If the god of death intends to take revenge, he can admit it openly, anyway, he can't do anything to the other party, and he is used to this guy's small belly and revenge, so he won't continue to lower his evaluation because of this.

"Don't you think Xiao Ling is more suspected?" Death sighed helplessly, "The public opinion of the whole matter is completely against her, and it is beneficial to her in all aspects. If someone is manipulating behind the scenes, why not Could it be Xiao Ling?"

"Obviously because she couldn't take a picture of herself crying and running out of the cinema." Zhou Ming replied without thinking.

"Oh, it's the first time I've noticed that you're smart." Reaper raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Ming in disbelief. "Of course Xiao Ling didn't take pictures of herself. She has accomplices. What you need to consider is, who are her accomplices?"

"Why isn't this a coincidence?" Although Zhou Ming doesn't have much love for Lihua, he still tends to believe that Xiao Ling is not a self-hyped person.

"It might be a coincidence." Death put his hands in his pockets and looked around, "There are many coincidences in this world. For example, Xiao Ling is a flower. Do you think it's a coincidence?"

"She has a G cup—"

"Long's." The god of death interrupted him neatly.

"What?!" Zhou Ming was taken aback.Thinking about it carefully, the g cup of an Asian is too exaggerated, and it is not impossible for a long one.But Xiao Ling is not the kind of woman who relies on men, isn't she a strong woman?

For the first time, Zhou Ming began to think about the idea of ​​death, maybe Xiao Ling is just a high-end courtesan.

"Well... I don't know if her breasts are protruding, but she is also very good-looking." Zhou Ming coughed lightly, "I especially like her nose, it is upright and a little pointed, don't you think Do you think her appearance is a bit mixed-race?"

"Her nose is also swollen, her face has undergone minor plastic surgery, and her double eyelids have also been cut." Reaper said impatiently.

"How do you know?" Zhou Ming thinks this is too much, how can he think that what looks good is the whole thing?

"Do you know how many plastic surgeons' souls I have harvested? Do you know how many plastic surgery souls I have harvested?" Death snorted, "You can tell just by looking at it."

"I still... still find it hard to believe." Zhou Ming was extremely shocked, and this conflicted too much with his cognition of Xiao Ling.

"Believe it or not." The god of death turned his head, "You don't even believe in my existence."

"Hey! Maybe I can find a more scientific explanation." Zhou Ming thinks that the ponytail is correct on this point, and he believes that all of this is due to his mental state, no more than believing in the existence of death, and wearing white Would it be more scientific and reasonable for the sweater to stand in front of him and sleep with him every night?

"Science." The Grim Reaper sneered extremely disdainfully, "Can science allow you to see the Brewmaster?"

"Uh, didn't you hide it?" Zhou Ming sized up the god of death but couldn't find the little white fox.

"What if I say it sits on my shoulder?"

Zhou Ming was stunned.If the god of death does not exist, then the immortal of wine should not exist either, it is just his illusion.Could it be because his faith began to waver that he couldn't see the little white fox with relatively low mana?

If this continues, will one day he no longer see the god of death?

He felt that he should be happy, it was great that he could finally get rid of this annoying guy, but for some reason, Zhou Ming remembered the man who couldn't find his hat when he met Death on the first day.The Grim Reaper was standing beside him holding his hat, but the man couldn't see it anyway.If Reaper does exist and is forced to bind him because of some kind of mistake, but he can't see the other party because he doesn't believe in the other party's existence, what kind of scene will it be?

He imagined the god of death waving his arms around him and yelling at him, but he couldn't see or hear anything, and felt inexplicably sad.

"I lied to you, I hid it." Reaper reluctantly took out the fox from his pocket and put it in Zhou Ming's hand. "Stop looking so lost."

"Mi~" The fox lying in Zhou Ming's palm was stunned with white hair, looking extremely miserable.

Holding the fox in his arms, Zhou Ming suddenly felt that the other was more precious than anything else.