Qiao Zhihe turned around and looked at Gu Shengyin, feeling very magical in his heart.

Sister Death is here, and Brother Ahao can’t even see it?

He remembered the agreement between him and Gu Shengyin, so he tightly squinted his mouth, said nothing, but just shook his head.

The young man named Ahao didn't ask much when he saw this, but just held his hand and walked back: "Mr. and Mrs. are worried, let's go back quickly..."

Qiao Zhihe turned around while being led by A Hao. Gu Shengyin looked at him and suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it, making a goodbye gesture.

Qiao Zhihe smiled and waved his hand.

Then he saw the other party suddenly get up, a pair of huge black wings stretched out from behind her, she jumped and disappeared into the night sky.

Qiao Zhihe widened his eyes, and his eyes were full of colors: It's really cool!

Then he was picked up by A Hao: "Young Master, this rooftop is not fun at all, and it is very dangerous. In the future, you must not run over alone..."

Gu Shengyin didn't actually leave. She just found a place that Qiao Zhihe couldn't see, and then followed quietly.

She saw Qiao Zhihe being taken to a magnificent hall by the young man named Ahao, where there seemed to be a banquet. A very well-dressed couple saw Qiao Zhihe coming quickly, with a vague expression of anxiety.

This is Qiao Zhihe's parents.

She sat on the rooftop of another building far away, looking at the little child, and fell into deep thought.

On the other hand, Qiao Zhihe seemed to be in a daze all night.

His father sat beside him and got a glass of juice for his son: "Xiaohe, why do you look unhappy at all?"

Qiao Zhihe raised his head and looked very serious.

But he was only seven years old and had a very cute baby fat on his face. He looked even more cute and cute when he made such a serious look.

Dad Qiao almost laughed out loud, but just looked at his son like this and held back.

He wants to give the little man some face.

"Dad, I have a problem." Qiao Zhihe said.

Dad Qiao was very patient: "What's the problem with Xiaohe?"

Then he saw his son's eyes lit up and asked, "Is there a god of death in this world?"

Dad Qiao: "..."

Have you read too many fairy tale books?

But he certainly couldn't answer that.

So Dad Qiao looked thoughtful, and when he lowered his head, he saw his son's nervous gaze.

He couldn't help laughing: "There is no death, it's all fantasized by everyone in fairy tales."

Although children rely on coaxing, Dad Qiao still did not coax his son.

He attaches great importance to his son's education. If he should tell him the truth, he should try not to use lies instead.

Qiao Zhihe was a little disappointed. He wanted to tell his father that he saw a god of death tonight.

She was like what was written in a fairy tale, wearing a thick black cloak, unable to see her face clearly, and holding a huge black sickle in her hand, she was simply very handsome!

Moreover, she is not as bad as the one written in the book!

However, Qiao Zhihe remembered the agreement between the two, and he still kept his little secret and did not say it.

He is the only one who can see Sister Death.
Chapter completed!