"Have we met somewhere?" Mo Yan looked at Xiyu carefully, and in his heart, the last trace of luck was faintly haunting. He felt as if the good-natured, white-haired girl was lying. However, intellectually, he was still very angry when he realized that he had died. He said angrily: "You say, are you lying to me, yes, it must be, it must be ......"

As before, he seemed to be paralyzed in his own words.

When Mo Yan looked back at the room, the scene in front of him made him stunned. I saw that in this low-rent house at the end of the house, there was a person lying quietly on his bed. Moreover, the man was none other than himself.

"Now you believe it, if there's nothing to do, just come with me. Xiyu looked at Mo Yan's motionless back, and tried to divert his thoughts that had been wandering for many years: "Let's go." ”

"Then what if I leave and my classmates find out? What will my teachers think if they find out? I ...... I still have a lot of things to do, and my time is too short!" Mo Yan looked at his corpse, restrained his urge to escape, and begged, "As an angel, can you give me some grace?"

"Everyone I took with me said so, why should you care so much when you're a dying person. Also, do you really think that the Book of the Heavenly Realm can't read through you? You don't really have many friends at all, and you're not good at communicating. And your fate is even more bitter. Xiyu sneered, and said coldly to him: "Hurry up, don't delay the work of this angel." The decision is yours to agree with or not, oh yes. By the way, if you don't agree, there are people who are more ruthless than me to pick you up. ”

"Sister Angel, I beg to be given a little time. Mo Yan looked at Xiyu, and for some reason, his eyes were suddenly full of determination, as if he had been saving for a long time, and he seemed to be ready to do his best. He himself knew that he could never be the opponent of the girl in front of him, and if he resisted, it would definitely not end well.

However, he is really nostalgic for this world, although his life is very hard. However, he also vowed at one point to work hard to realize the value of his life.

If Xiyu does not agree, he is ready to make his soul fly. And this can be regarded as a weak rebellion against his own unfair fate.

Xiyu looked at Mo Yan's eyes, and slowly, her thousands of years of scattered eyes actually focused on the moment she reunited with him. From the time she saw Mo Yan, Xiyu had been looking at him.

'Like, really like him. Xiyu couldn't help but be secretly surprised. Xu is because Mo Yan has not been reincarnated for a long time, and he is so similar to him in the previous life, that is, thousands of years ago. The souls she had taken from the mortal world were the same as those of her previous life.

In this world, some things are already doomed, no matter how hard you try, they will eventually turn into nothingness. There are also some things that cannot be forced.

Xiyu smiled secretly, only to see her suddenly turn out the boundary book. didn't think much about it, and even changed the date of Mo Yan's death without authorization. After a long time, she said, "Okay, then I will fulfill you." It just so happens that I also came to the Nether to look for someone, and God arranged a holiday for me, and when my mortal vacation is over, I will take you back to the heavenly realm. How?"

Maybe it's out of his own selfishness, maybe it's to repay the kindness of his previous life. Xiyu fulfilled the strange words. Delayed his death and allowed him to live for another month.

Mo Yan nodded silently. I saw that the rain suddenly gave birth to snow-white wings. Catering to the light of the rising sun, it seems to clothe her with a veil of holy light. The wind was blowing, and her wings danced with the wind, like veins and water. Xiyu couldn't care about Mo Yan's surprised expression, and waved his jade hand lightly, but the strength was surprisingly large. Mo Yan didn't react, and was directly pushed in by Xiyu. Accurately adsorbed on one's own flesh.

When Mo Yan woke up, it was already dawn. He moved his body, only to find that he was limp and had no strength. The chest cavity was also filled with the smell of gas. He hurriedly climbed to the window and opened it. Trying to keep a clear head, only to hear a knock on the door.

"Kid, are you okay! This morning, we all smelled the gas from your house upstairs, why did you keep the gas on?" Mo Yan is not good at communicating with people, and in the face of the uncle's inquiry, he just made a strong compensation, and the uncle was in a hurry: "Child, have you been there just now?"

"No, no, uncle, I'm sorry for you, I'll remember to close it next time." After Mo Yan sent the uncle away, he hurriedly went into the kitchen and turned off the gas.

Because he was too focused on his creation and didn't turn off the gas and died, he suddenly felt ridiculous. And seeing that the date of his death was already annotated on the boundary book of Xiyu, he slowly calmed down.

Yes, all this unfair treatment is actually doomed. Maybe it's because of the retribution I got in this life for the sins I did in my last life......

But some people know that in his last life, this was not the case.

Mo Yan flipped through his phone and annotated the date a month later, and he didn't know if it was a trick to make people. As everyone knows, a month later, it turned out to be his own birthday.

It's nice to be dead on your birthday.

Thinking of this, he went back to the house to pack his only clothes and some supplies, and used his only savings to pay off the rent, he told himself that no matter when, as long as Mo Yan was still alive, he should remain optimistic. He also felt that he hadn't seen the world well in his life, and he still felt a little regretful after all. So this month, he decided to get ready to walk around, even though he was only a poor student.

He remembered his mother's words, and he didn't know if Xiyu was what his mother said about his life, about the angel's blessings, and whether his luck would improve this month after he met Xiyu. In short, to live, that's right.

"Where are you going?"

A sentence came coldly into Mo Yan's ears, and at some point, Xiyu quietly appeared behind him. "Are you going out? I guess you have nowhere to go this month. It's better for you to follow me, it just so happens that the food in the world is really difficult to make now, so you can go and cook for me. ”

"Huh?" Mo Yan's newly formed plan was shattered in an instant. He smiled bitterly: "I've only been around for a month, and I still want to follow you?"

"You are now on the list of heavens, your soul has just returned to its original form, and you are very weak now. Xiyu said to him: "It is good to follow me after all, besides, I also want to take the opportunity to experience life in the world! ”

"Alright then, don't lie to me. Mo Yan agreed to her.

Xiyu looked at Mo Yan who was walking in front, and suddenly felt inexplicably that this feeling was very familiar. Thousands of years ago, did the two of them also walk in the mortal world together? A thousand years later, although life and death are reincarnated, the memories of that time are deeply engraved in Xiyu's mind.

"By the way, what's your name?" Mo Yan looked at Xiyu who was standing in place, and couldn't help laughing: "You're leaving, don't stand stupidly!"

"Tidal rain. Xiyu looked at Mo Yan, as if he wanted to see through his past life.

A hint of doubt flashed across Mo Yan's face, it was the same as the first time they met, and even her name felt familiar. He couldn't help but ask himself, had he really seen her?

"That's right. Xiyu slowly broke free from the memories and said to Mo Yan: "In this month, you may see something unusual, but don't be too surprised. Also, you are not allowed to expose me as an angel. ”

"Got it. Mo Yan smiled slightly.