Quick Transmigration: Heroine Arrives, Woman Rapidly Retreats! - Chapter 1437

[1437. Chapter 1437 Death Girl VS Crazy Female Match (22)]

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

When Qiao Zhihe stated his intentions, it was no surprise that he was opposed by his family.

But in the end, Qiao’s father and Qiao’s mother couldn’t beat their son.

Forcing is useless, as long as the son is happy.

A gust of cold wind came from the open floor-to-ceiling windows, and Qiao Zhihe’s gentle eyes showed a look of surprise: “Sister Death!”

Sure enough, when he turned around, that familiar figure appeared in his room.

He always called her Sister Death because he had asked Gu Shengyin’s name, but Gu Shengyin didn’t tell him.

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

But Gu Shengyin didn’t tell Qiao Zhihe because she didn’t know the original name.

The original body seems to be the god of death since the beginning of memory, and the human name for her is also the god of death.

She has no name.

Naturally, it was impossible to tell Qiao Zhihe what her name was.

Gu Shengyin looked at the gorgeous bunch of roses on the drawing paper and praised: “It’s very beautiful.”

Qiao Zhihe laughed when he heard this.

Gu Shengyin looked at what he was about to say, and suddenly his expression changed.

She seemed to see something on Qiao Zhihe’s body.

With a move in her heart, the record book in her hand automatically flipped through without wind. On the third page, the words Qiao Zhihe appeared.

How could this be?

Gu Shengyin stared at the name on it, puzzled and shocked.

“Sister Death…Sister Death?” Qiao Zhihe called her several times before she regained her sanity.

Gu Shengyin regained his senses, and when he saw Qiao Zhihe, he didn’t want to face this vivid face for a while.

She hurriedly said: “Suddenly something happened, see you next time.” Before she finished speaking

, the person had already disappeared from the room.

Qiao Zhihe’s smile froze on his face.

The corners of his mouth that he held up slowly lowered, and he felt that his heart was suddenly empty.

She is a god, he is a mortal.

That, is the person she can’t catch in her whole life.

Qiao Zhihe slowly returned to the table, picked up the paintbrush again, and slowly added the remaining colors to the flaming roses.

It’s just that the enthusiasm that seems to be rushing out seems to have faded a lot.

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

Qiao Zhihe, male, seventeen years old, Chinese calendar On July 14, 2330, died in a car accident.

The fourteenth day of the seventh month, the day when the gate of hell opens, is just two months away.

Why don’t you understand, why, there has never been any news about Qiao Zhihe on her record book, but a line like this suddenly appeared.

It is impossible to make mistakes in the record book of the god of death, that is, Qiao Zhihe will indeed die in two months.

Gu Shengyin sat on the top of the mountain for a whole night.

The next day, she became that cold death god again.

The system said, “Don’t be sad, host.”

Gu Shengyin said strangely, “Why am I sad?”

The system said: “Your lover is dying in this world, but host, you will meet again in the next world, so…”

Gu Shengyin took the system’s words: “So I’m not sad, don’t worry.”

The system did not speak any more.

Even if a lover sees that the grown child is about to die, it will be uncomfortable, right?

Are you really not sad?

Not necessarily?

[End of This Chapter]