The young master of the Qiao family did not study financial management, but chose art instead.

When Qiao Zhihe expressed his intentions, he was not unexpectedly opposed by his family.

But in the end, Qiao's father and Qiao's mother were unable to beat their son.

It’s useless to force yourself, just be happy.

A gust of cold wind came from the open floor-to-ceiling window, and a look of surprise appeared in Qiao Zhihe's gentle eyes: "Sister Death!"

Sure enough, turning around, the familiar figure appeared in his room.

He always called her sister Death because he had asked Gu Shengyin about his name, but Gu Shengyin didn't tell him.

The name of the god is like a spell and must not be told easily by others.

However, Gu Sheng did not tell Qiao Zhihe because she didn't know what the original body was.

The original body seems to have been the God of Death since she has memories, and the humans call her also the God of Death.

She has no name.

Of course, it is impossible to tell Qiao Zhihe what her name is.

Gu Shengyin looked at the cluster of gorgeous roses on the drawing paper and exclaimed: "It's very beautiful."

Qiao Zhihe laughed when he heard this.

Gu Shengyin looked at what he originally wanted to say, but his face suddenly changed.

She seemed to have seen something on Qiao Zhihe.

Her heart moved, and Wufeng, the record book in her hand, automatically flipped through it. On the third page, the words Qiao Zhihe suddenly appeared.

how so?

Gu Shengyin stared at the name on it, and was confused and shocked at this moment.

"Sister Death...Sister Death?" Qiao Zhihe called her several times before calling back her mind.

When Gu Sheng came to his senses, he saw Qiao Zhihe, and for a moment he didn't want to face this vivid face.

She said hurriedly: "Suddenly something happens, see you next time."

Before he finished speaking, the person had disappeared into the room.

Qiao Zhihe's smile froze on his face.

He slowly lowered the corners of his mouth, feeling his heart suddenly faded.

She is a god, he is a mortal.

That one is someone she can't catch in her life.

Qiao Zhihe slowly returned to the table, picked up the brush again, and slowly added the remaining color to the cluster of flame-like roses.

But the enthusiasm that seemed to surge out seemed to fade a lot.

Because Gu Sheng flew to the top of an unmanned mountain alone, she moved her left hand and finally opened the page of the record book and clearly saw the line of words on it:

Qiao Zhihe, male, was seventeen years old, July 14, 2330, and died in a car accident.

On July 14th, the day when the Ghost Gate opens is two months later.

Why don’t you understand? Why, there has been no news about Qiao Zhihe in her record book, but a line of words suddenly appeared.

It is impossible for the God of Death to make mistakes in the record book, that is, Qiao Zhihe will indeed die two months later.

Gu Shengyin sat on the top of the mountain all night.

The next day, she became the cold god of death again.

The system said: "Host, don't be sad."

Gu Shengyin said strangely: "Why am I sad?"

The system said: "Your lover is dying in this world, but you will meet again in the next world, so..."

Gu Shengyin took over the system's words: "So I'm not sad, don't worry."

The system didn't say anything more.

Even if a lover has been watching the child who grew up be dying, he will feel uncomfortable, right?

Isn't it really sad?

Not necessarily?
Chapter completed!