If it was the dying man who could see his sister, he had been dead for many years.

Qiao Zhihe shook his head and didn't take this seriously.

There was a faint curiosity in his mind about another thing.

In the twinkling of an eye, three years have passed.

This year, Qiao Zhihe was 14 years old, and he was already in love.

He Qing was 28 years old this year, still playing in the world.

Gu Shengyin has been in this world for seven years.

She is fully adapted to today's day, while paying attention to He Qing's trend, occasionally goes to see Qiao Zhihe. Most of the time, she takes the soul of the dead to shuttle between yin and Yang.

The system can't help feeling: This is really the most dedicated world for the host to do the task.

It's not dedication?

Death's work is almost perfect by Gu Shengyin!

However, Gu Shengyin is actually a plug in the heart.

Sometimes she looked at He Qing and wanted to catch and kill her with her own hands.

This woman, if not for her good fortune in her previous life, would have died many times in her life.

She has no moral heart at all.

Gu Shengyin followed her, watching her force those beautiful teenagers he liked to submit to her, saw her private life in chaos, watched her secretly do some shady business, even injected drugs into a innocent person

She can't stop it, because death can't take care of human affairs.

She tried many times and sent the evidence to the police.

That's enough evidence to put anyone in jail for ten or eight years.

But it doesn't work. When the evidence is sent to the police, it turns into a pile of white paper with nothing on it, or it turns into a fake.

As a result, Gu Sheng knew that he Qing could not be defeated in his whole life.

She wantonly enjoys the blessing left over from her previous life, and in the next life, she will bear the sin of this life.

Is that fair?

It's not fair.

But what can Gu Shengyin say?

She just relies on the God of death who lives in the world.

She can't break the game.

Gu Shengyin sometimes wants to see nothing, but she can't help it.

Even if she can't do anything, she wants to watch and remember.

The sin of this woman sitting down, there is always a person who looks in his eyes in silence, remembers everything one by one.

……

The fourteenth birthday of the young master of the Qiao family was held in the villa of the Qiao family.

The Qiao family didn't hype the news, but they all knew what they should know.

The only Miao Miao of the three generations of the Qiao family, and the future Qiao family will be the leader of the family. Such an identity can be very expensive.

But all day, Qiao Zhihe seemed absent-minded.

The delicate mother Qiao looked at her son and quietly pulled him to one side: "what's wrong with the little crane? I think you seem to have something on your mind?"

Qiao Zhihe road out of a gentle smile: "Mom, you worry too much, I'm ok."

His smile is very clean, just like the most dazzling warm sun in early spring. It is said that the young master of the Qiao family inherited all the advantages of his parents' appearance and grew up to be very good.

Looking at such a son, Joe's mother couldn't help being proud.

When the party was over, the guests said that it was easy for them to leave the room.

Sister death, come back? Every year, she will remember her birthday.

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