[Death] Empty Cicada

"Who is this brat?" Chong Zhou asked, pointing to the man who held the tea in his hand and didn't say a word all day.

"When will you get rid of the habit of picking up random people and taking them home." Chong Zhou disapproved.

Holding the dried persimmon in her hands, Jing Qi pulled the boy to a warmer place.

"I picked you up too." Jing Qi rolled his eyes.

Chong Zhou was instantly blocked, his face darkened.

"What's your name? There's only this at home. You can make do with it. I know you're too hungry."

The boy looked younger than Chong Zhou, his face was still pale even after resting for a few days, and he didn't respond to Jing Qi's words.

Seeing that the young man refused to speak, Jing Qi put down the persimmon cake, stroked the soft silver hair, and took a quilt to cover the young man.

"That's my quilt." Chong Zhou looked dissatisfied, and woke up after a nap, there was another person in the house, and he was a kid who was younger than him and refused to say a word.

"I'll find you another bed."

Chong Zhou also didn't know if he was at odds with the young man, for the first time he saw the young man, he felt all sorts of unpleasant things.

Holding the newly picked boy in his hand, he was... shopping with a blank expression on his face.

According to Jing Qi, this will help the two of them cultivate their relationship and friendship, and let the teenagers come out to relax by the way.

Chong Zhou's face darkened even more. What kind of relationship did he want to cultivate with this kid, and this kid didn't have any intention of cultivating any relationship at all.

After a long period of strange silence between the two, the boy finally spoke, "Do you... like him?"

Before Chong Zhou could react, he heard the boy say, "But, he doesn't like you." The boy turned his head, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Chongzhou just wanted to kick this annoying little devil to Jinglingting.

There was a vacuum within two meters around the two of them, and passers-by stayed away.

The New Year is getting closer and closer, Jing Qi and Chong Zhou are diligently cleaning the courtyard, Chong Zhou Dian

Holding a long bamboo pole with a rag on it to wipe the corner of the house, the young man went to fetch water from the well, and Jing Qi scrubbed the floor. He brought the water to Jing Qi's side, "You... are the gods of death, right?"

"Uh... We are Mao's students, and we are about to become gods of death." Jingqi was surprised that the boy finally spoke.

"Do you still understand this? Speaking of which, your Reiatsu is pretty good. Could it be that you are also Zhenyangsheng?"

"No, I've... seen Death before." The young man's face was calm, his eyes were always squinted, making people wonder if he could see things.

"It doesn't make a good impression."

Jing Qi understood, it turned out that the young man probably thought they were the gods of death who gave him a bad impression if he didn't speak before.

"Among the gods of death, there are also honest and responsible people, but for everyone in Liuhun Street, they always look like a god of protection, but they can't do anything, so many people will hate it." Jing Qi rubbed Floor, said in agreement.

The housework seems to be just a woman's job, but in fact it is still very physically demanding. Jing Qi has been working all day, lying on the tatami panting, but it is worthwhile to see the brand new courtyard when the New Year comes.

When the temperature dropped at night, Jing Qi came out and saw the boy sitting in the corridor outside, wearing only thin clothes, with his calves and neck exposed.

"Why are you sitting outside like this?" Jing Qi stepped forward to hold the boy's hand, as expected, it was cold.

"Hey, Jing Qi." The boy refused to be called Brother Jing Qi, he would only call Jing Qi by his real name.

Although it was a bit weird, Jing Qi could only accept it.

"I haven't told you my name yet." The boy turned to look at Jing Qi.

"Silver, Ichimaru Silver. My name." Under the moonlight, the boy suddenly opened a pair of blood-colored eyes, reminiscent of some kind of bloody animal.

A wind blew through the corridors, making tiny echoes.

The young man looked at the face in front of him, which was between a young man and a young man. There were thick calluses on his tiger's mouth, obviously caused by years of sword practice, but he treated others with unexpected gentleness.

Just for a moment, the boy narrowed his eyes again, as if Jing Qi was just dreaming for a moment.

Jing Qi smiled and stroked the boy's soft hair, "Your eyes are really beautiful, why are you always squinting them, and that day, I heard you calling a name, it was a girl, for you It must be very important.

Yin seemed to be taken aback, he turned his head, "I don't know who you're talking about."

Jing Qi dragged the boy into the bedroom, "It's too cold outside, if you don't want to sleep, just sit in the room with a light on."

Yin looked up at Jing Qi, and nodded obediently.

Originally, Jing Qi thought that the boy would celebrate the New Year with him and Chong Zhou, and even Mao would start school next year.Unexpectedly, when he opened Yin's room door in the morning, Yin had disappeared.

Chong Zhou was eating a bunch of persimmons when he heard the news, he was very happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

Jing Qi tidied up Yin's bed, feeling a little regretful in his heart, but he knew that when he saw Yin's eyes, he knew that it couldn't be an ordinary boy.

"Chongzhou, even if you like to eat persimmons, you don't want to eat them this way, it will cause tooth decay."

The three months of winter vacation passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was spring, the season of cherry blossoms, and Mao started school.

Following the principal's arrangement, Jing Qi and Chong Zhou were inserted into the second class of the fourth round. When they arrived at the school, they were already an hour late. The head teacher called them to the stage and introduced them.

"These two are members of our group who have skipped a grade. Although they have skipped a grade, they are quite capable, especially Fujiwara, who is still young. Everyone should take care of them and welcome them!"

Jing Qi was surprised to see that Lan Ran was also in this class. Lan Ran's appearance was slightly different from before, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose, making her appear more gentle and refined.

Next, the teacher said some things that must be said at the beginning of school as usual.

"Everyone has arrived in the new semester, and we must work harder. Graduation is getting closer and closer..."

Chong Zhou was very disrespectful to the teacher and fell asleep on the ground. Jing Qi sat next to him and listened with sleepy eyes. Only Lan Ran was concentrating like a good student, remembering something.

"...Okay, I've finished what I have to say, don't look like you don't care, you will regret it if you don't work hard at the end of the term, everyone, open your textbook and turn to page 4."

"Introduction to spirits—Chapter 1, spirits, the main substance that makes up any object in the world of corpses and souls, is produced with the birth of the world of corpses and souls. It is extremely light in weight. The god of death can produce different abilities through the flexible use of spirits, such as ghosts. , footwork, through the continuous absorption of spirit particles in the body to generate spiritual pressure, sometimes even used to heal the body..."

The cherry blossoms were flying outside the window, and the pink petals were scattered on the ground. The teacher kept writing and drawing on the blackboard.

The author has something to say: Stop for a while on New Year’s Eve π_π What should I do if I don’t know how to write ambiguously, I haven’t held hands until now, what should I do?

"Why do you want me to like eating persimmons? In fact, I don't like such astringent things." Chong Zhou gnawed on the persimmons.

Cannon fodder: "This..."

Jing Qi: "Tsk tsk, this is your predestined relationship with Yin~"

Cannon fodder: "I..."

Ichimaru Gin smiled maliciously, "Hey, what did I hear?"

Cannon fodder: "Actually, my mother just bought persimmons that day... I tasted it and it was not as delicious as I expected."