I heard that you are the illegitimate son of Hades?

"Ah..." Jiang Han woke up from the dream, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he took several deep breaths before gradually recovering.

This is... what dream did I have again?

"Are you awake?" Jiang Han heard someone talking to him, and quickly turned his head away. It turned out to be Chu Ci.

Chu Ci sat by his bed and watched him for an unknowing how long, his long eyelashes flickering in the night sky, he could see very clearly.

"Chu Ci, you..." Before he finished speaking, Chu Ci put his index finger on his lips, "Hush, listen carefully." Chu Ci whispered to him.

listen?What are you listening to?

He calmed down, and there was indeed a little girl's singing floating in the night.

This...is...the singing voice I just heard in my dream!

"I save the summer,

It's all up to you.

When snowflakes fall,

Let winter morning stop.

I save the sun,

For your emergencies.

there far from the darkness,

Can nourish your soul.

.........

 …”

The ethereal music box made a ding-ding-dong-dong sound, against which the ethereal female voice was especially permeating under the night sky.

"Did you hear that?" Chu Ci lowered his head and asked him.

"Hmm... that's right!" He grabbed Chu Ci's sleeve, "I... I just had a dream... I dreamed..."

Chu Ci tilted his head to look at him, waiting for what he would say next.

"A woman with long hair and wearing the school uniform of Baicheng No. [-] Middle School. Her eye sockets have no eyeballs, and blood is streaming from her eye sockets. She is holding a delicate music box in her arms, and she is walking towards me slowly. Sing, just sing this song!"

"Didn't you find the lyrics of this song very familiar?" I saved Xia Tian and gave it all to you.When the snowflakes fall, let the winter morning stop... This is an English poem in a high school English textbook. "Chu Ci said slowly.

"What? High school English textbook? Isn't this...isn't this in Chinese?" Jiang Han, a typical scumbag, would memorize this?People who go to class and sleep all day will know what is in the textbook.

Chu Ci looked mentally retarded, shook his head slightly, and reached out to touch Jiang Han's head, which was still under the blanket. "Son...you go on like this...how about the college entrance examination?"

"This is the Chinese version of "I'veSaveTheSummer". Please, who cares about the exam when you are in class all day long? Don't imitate me. I said that I don't need the college entrance examination. Why are the two different?" Steel grannies emoji.

"Okay, okay, I see, why are you talking like my mother." Jiang Han sat up and wrapped the quilt around his body, "By the way, what are you going to do with the spirit body this time?"

"Don't worry about it tonight, because she is entangled with Liu Ming, let's see if Liu Ming behaves abnormally tomorrow. I went through the death scroll, don't worry, this person didn't help me, so he told me to go back and train me Dun. I should have brought this thing with me a long time ago." As he spoke, a large book about one foot thick appeared out of thin air in his hand, with the word "Death" written on the cover in a fluttering pattern.

"This is the death scroll? You... who wrote the words on the cover? It shouldn't be you?" Jiang Han, as Chu Ci's deskmate, of course saw Chu Ci doing homework.

As the regent, Chu Ci estimated that it would not be easy to manage a lot of things big and small in the underworld.After all, official duties are important, and going to school in the human world is just to learn about the new policies of the human world and catch a spirit body and return to the underworld to release it.Because most of the school's building addresses are above the mass graves, the atmosphere is too dark, and it is the easiest to provoke unclean things.In addition, Chu Ci was only sixteen or seventeen when he died, so going to school is also a good choice.

As for the homework... Chu Ci can write a little when he is free, but it will not exceed a hundred words.After all, he rarely had free time, and the teacher called him to the office to give him a scolding because of his homework. Even if he was called a parent, Chu Ci was no longer afraid.

Damn, this is simply the student days that were opened up.Jiang Han was envious.

Chuci's handwriting is beautiful, and it belongs to the kind of handsome that is a bit presumptuous, and there is no sense of mess.

The words on the death scroll seemed to be written by the person holding the pen, trembling, unrealistic, and... still in traditional characters...

"This is the word inscribed by Emperor Ming," Chu Ci patted the book and continued to introduce it to Jiang Han. "The Underworld Emperor... had the grace to nurture me, and he was the one who saved me, otherwise... I would be just a lonely ghost."

"Chu Ci..." Jiang Han suddenly called his name, and Chu Ci looked at him suspiciously, "I want to know your story, can I?"

"Um... I know it's your scar, but I really... just out of friendship, can you tell me?" Because everyone around you knows about it, but they don't know it. If you want to mention it, even if I ask them, I can't find out why, so I want to hear it from you.

I would love to get to know you, to be near you.a little closer to you, okay?

"This... you want to know my life? I will leave the death scroll to you later, and you can check it yourself. Let me tell you that it is a bit cruel to me." Although Chu Ci said so, but Jiang Han's tone Still very gentle.

He heard Jiang Han's voice, although it was very painful for him, but he did not reject Jiang Han.

thanks for your concern.

Chu Ci squeezed Jiang Han's face, "Okay, let's take a look. I remember that girl's file is on page 119." Before he finished speaking, the death volume was the same as the life and death book he had seen before, turning the pages automatically Stopped at page 119.There are also fully automated machines in the underworld these days?Is this still two books?

"In 2017, on June 6st, at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night...the eyes were plucked, the throat was cut and the body was thrown...in the wilderness! Damn, what kind of quality is this murderer? Throwing away the dead body, whoever it is." Jiang Han couldn't help but began to complain about the resentful spirit body, "Your death scroll is so vaguely remembered, that's all? It's gone?" Jiang Han even turned back a few pages. , all that can be shown are the lives of others.

"No way, now I know that she is a music student of your school's class of 2017 or 2016, and she is a girl with long hair. With this key feature, it is much easier to find her." Chu Ci said with emotion.

"The records about her life in the death scroll are definitely incomplete. I have to wait until I see her to ask about it." Chu Ci yawned. Although he didn't need to sleep, he was tired today, whether it was a human, a ghost, or Pay attention to rest.He climbed into Chu Ci's bed and slept in it, "I want to sleep with you."

"Okay, okay, go to sleep, go to sleep, you don't need me to sing a lullaby to lull you to sleep."

"Yes! Great idea."

Jiang Han, why are you digging a hole for yourself...

"Wang Yifan and Yan Shuo are still here, don't wake them up."

"Well, I'll sleep with you in my arms," ​​Chu Ci put his arms around Jiang Han's neck, turned over and hugged him.