"Why do you want to live with me?" Asked suspiciously.

"I have nowhere to go, I'm your Grim Reaper."

"Then," he paused, "then I'll go home after my injury, my mother won't be able to explain that." ”

"It doesn't matter, although other people can see me except you, they will forget things related to me, and they will not ask me, I am like a familiar thing in everyone's life, a pot of flowers or a TV remote control." Hao Ning explained seriously.

"What do you mean? I didn't understand too much. "I'm still a little resistant to this kind of unscientific stuff in my heart.

"It's like... I know everybody, but they don't pay attention to me, and if I eat, my mom doesn't think about why she cooks for one more person, it's like this, you see? ”

"Explain it, don't say anything 'Mommy', it's like you've passed through my door, calling so closely. rua heart~" took advantage of the sin and mocked Hao Ning arrogantly.

"In that case, for the sake of you saving me, I promise you that by the way, I will waive your food money and rent." Take advantage of the sin with a smug face.

"You don't have anything for me."

“。。。”

Knock knock——, door to the room suddenly rang.

"Who?" Rubbing his head and shouting, he seemed to be about to regain his energy.

"You're awake!! Haha, that's great. Xiong Zhou suddenly rushed in excitedly, his eyes were a little moist, he was waiting for his mother to open the door.

"Hey, fatty, be quiet, this is the hospital." It was Fang Can, and Fang Can also followed behind Xiong Zhou, carrying two bags of bananas and apples.

"Anyway, there is only this one ward in this direction, and other places can't hear it, I'm happy that this dog has finally woken up," Xiong Zhou squinted and smiled.

The two of them slowly stood on either side of Hao Ning's chair, as if they really ignored him.

"Where's Auntie?" Fang Can asked.

"Pick me up, my dad doesn't know the way."

"Uh-huh," Fang Can put down the fruit and went around to the plaster leg of the guilty and knocked it gently, "You actually dare to detain me, it's the first time I've been beaten for so long or have been detained," Fang Can smiled and knocked a second time, "Let me make a fool of me, do you dare?" ”

"Hey, hey, dish!" He sneered.

"You didn't win anyway, and a dunk would damage the basket, so it doesn't count as a score. Silly! "Knocked again.

"What the hell?" Taking advantage of the sin and feeling a little lost, he continued to rub his head.

"What's wrong with your head, what are you covering your head?" Xiong Zhou complained about the crime.

"Doesn't your leg hurt? I knocked so much. Fang Can asked.

"Uh,,This,,"I don't want to be taken as a fool, so I didn't explain Haoning's matter" The plaster is thick, the plaster is thick, well, right. "I was a little flustered.

Hao Ning suddenly spoke: "By the way, if you explain my matter to them, they won't remember, and they will hear what I said but forget it." ”

"They won't think about why your head hit the ground and your leg is broken, they will only consciously equate your leg injury with a fatal injury, and the Grim Reaper's abilities will have an oblivion effect." Hao Ning added.

"Guilty, you're finally fine, too... That's great! A trembling voice came from the doorway, as if it was about to break down and cry.

"It's Wen Han, don't cry, I'm not dead." Cheng Cheng smiled and comforted.

"When you fell, you died once in her consciousness, although she deliberately didn't think so, but she still thought so." Hao Ning said to Cheng Sin, showing a gossipy smile, "She's worried about you."

"She's rushing to come, haha." Xiong Zhou gently pushed the sin with his arm, with a 'lewd' face.

Wen Han lowered his head and blushed and did not speak, holding a small bag tightly with both hands, his fingertips were red.

"Get out of your sister," Cheng Cheng glanced at Xiong Zhou, "can't you talk well." ”

In fact, he has always known that Wen Han is different from himself, although he usually has little contact with Wen Han, but every time Wen Han does his best and does not show his face.

Wen Han is a shy and sincere person, on weekdays, three or five people sit together and chat, always smiling healingly, listening carefully, and when it is her turn to speak, she tries to organize her language, trying her best to let everyone hear what she wants to hear.

In the first year of high school, a cooking competition was held, and Lao Yang borrowed three microwave ovens from the canteen, and everyone brought a dish they made for everyone to taste each other. Everyone plays, eats, praises each other, and complains to each other.

"Wen Han, what about yours?" Xiong Mujia, a member of the Literature and Art Committee, asked.

"It's hot, it's hot." Wen Han said with a smile as he stood by the microwave.

"You don't have to let anyone, cut in line, don't always let yourself be the last, it's all classmates and there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"That's right, Sister Jia is right, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." Ke Fan on the side echoed and said, putting his hand on Sister Jia's shoulder.

"Get out!"

"Oh, okay."

"Okay, next time I'll cut your team. Go eat it, I'll be hot soon. Wen Han said with a smile.

Chengsin's mother happened to be out of the accompanying room the night before, and Chengsin had never cooked before, but in the end she made a pasty pumpkin pie, which she was embarrassed to bring to school. He stood in the corner of the classroom, leaning against the window, drinking Coke, pretending to look at the scenery, and pretending to go out to the toilet from time to time, hoping that no one would ask him about cooking. For a whole class, he took advantage of the sin to avoid everyone.

It's almost time for class to end, so I'm squatting at the door, waiting for the bell to ring.

"Why don't you go in?" Wen Han walked out, as if he was looking for something.

"Well, that, I didn't make a dish."

"I didn't expect you to be able to, you're so powerful."

"I've won the award, I've won the award, I'm a contemptible man, and the dishes are real."

"Haha, inside, my dish is just hot, do you want to have some?"

"Well, okay..."Cheng Cheng always felt a little embarrassed because he had little contact with Wen Han.

A few seconds later, Wen Han came out cautiously holding a plate of very delicate dumplings, and two pairs of chopsticks were neatly placed on the plate.

"Hurry up and try it, the shrimp dumplings you like, I've been making them for a long time." Wen Han also squatted down

Cheng Cheng Han smiled and picked up the chopsticks and clipped one: "It's so exquisite, the skin is transparent," and took a sip, "It's delicious, how do you know that I like to eat shrimp the most?" He asked casually, and then clipped the second one.

"Ah, like... You've said it before. Wen Han was a little flustered.

"I remember that I only seemed to have said to Xiong Zhou, no matter, this is too delicious, can I have a third one?"

"Of course, you can eat more if you like." Wen Han looked very happy.

"You eat too, I'm embarrassed to eat alone."

Wen Han laughed again, picked up another pair of chopsticks, and took a small bite to enjoy it with Chengsin.

This is the penultimate class, the sun is already a bright red sunset, the familiar sunset, and the balcony of class 576 can see the beautiful ripples rippling on Dongting Lake. Cheng Cheng told many jokes, Wen Han listened carefully and laughed very happily. Before class ended, the house was very lively, and it was very quiet outside. Beautiful things are more pure in quiet, as beautiful as many people dream of.

Cheng Cheng later learned by chance that Wen Han was allergic to seafood. So I recalled that when I was sad, I would go away after school, standing on the balcony alone to watch the scenery, many times Wen Han would come back to get things, and greet herself, sometimes she was so sad that she cried, and she would accompany herself without speaking.

Since then, he has realized that Wen Han seems to like him, but he doesn't know what to do, he has people who are haunted by his dreams and sad. As before, we had to study together with little contact, and this matter was never mentioned.

"This is what I give... I folded the little star for you with a few classmates, and although it sounds stupid, there is only so much I can do. Here you go. "Take the bag and fill it.

"I'm glad you woke up, then I'll go." Wen Han was still blushing, and hurriedly thought about leaving after the gift was given.

"Thank you, Wen Han." He laughed.

Wen Han left, crying as he walked, crying and laughing at the same time.

After a few minutes of silence, the sin couple started chatting again. After a while, the mother and father who took advantage of the sin came, crying and laughing in that fresh afternoon.

In the bag, all the stars are pinched the same.