Thousands of People Think They Were Raised by the God of Death

Lu Xiaoyu has a secret: he can see things that others can't. On the road, in a hospital, in a kindergarten... Whenever a slender figure wearing a black cloak and holding a silver sickle appears, some people will close their eyes forever. On a snowy night, Lu Xiaoyu was kicked out by his adoptive parents who poured cold water on him. He was so cold that he lost consciousness outside the door, and his black cloak passed him by. Lu Xiaoyu tried his best to grab the cold strand of clothes: "Brother, when will you... Pick me up?" He heard a low sigh and woke up the next day. His hands were empty, and he felt relaxed and warm as never before in his dream. Lu Xiaoyu didn't see each other again for a long time. But his mother dislocated his arm when she tried to hit him, his father broke his leg when he kicked him, and the classmate who tore up his homework ate half of the worm... During a heavy rainstorm, he went out to buy snacks for his younger brother and was hit by a car. The rain fell harder and harder, and the black cloak seemed to block out the water vapor. He thought the sickle would fall, and a pair of cold hands picked him up... Lu Xiaoyu, a kindergarten class student, has a new home. His brother, who always wears a black cloak, takes him to live in a big house and feeds the kittens with him. He attends parent-teacher meetings every once in a while and occasionally takes him with him when he works overtime. Some nearby ghosts discovered that there was a cub beside Lord Death recently. He was wearing a miniature black cloak, carrying a toy scythe, and had a delicate and cute little face. It looked like that. Ps: After the emotional line reaches adulthood, it will be warm and cute every day! Intention: Be open to the sun and strive to grow