Married to the Grim Reaper Against My Will

I'm insanely jealous.

Jiang Wang was caught fighting and damaging school property and given a scolding by the disciplinary office. The number of guarantees he wrote at No. 2 Middle School was more than enough to fill the village toilets.

After being released from the disciplinary office, lunch break was over, and the second period of the afternoon class began. Upon entering the classroom, the homeroom teacher gave him another dressing-down.

The second period of the afternoon in the Sunshine Class was a self-study period. The math test had been administered in the morning, and the math teacher had distributed the papers during self-study, now using the opportunity to review them.

Because it was self-study, the teacher wasn't present, only occasionally glancing at the students. Zhang Keke switched seats with Ji Mian's deskmate for easier questioning.

Ji Mian didn't make many mistakes. She carefully recorded the few incorrect questions in her error notebook, writing down the detailed solutions and steps, and then began trying different methods to solve the later, more challenging problems. Zhang Keke gently poked her elbow with her pen, making her stop. "Which question don't you understand?"

Zhang Keke had no questions. She winked at her, "Look outside."

Ji Mian's seat was right by the window, but she was so focused on her work that she didn't notice what was happening outside.

She turned her head and looked out. In the distance, she saw a tall, thin figure standing near the back door of Class 14.

The two classes were at opposite ends of the building, but the building had a slight curve, allowing her to see a figure near the back door of Class 14, though she couldn't make out the face.

However, even without seeing the face clearly, just looking at that lazy, nonchalant manner, she knew it was Jiang Wang.

She was being punished again.

She could see him leaning against the back door from afar, balancing an empty water bottle on his hands.

Ji Mian sighed softly and lowered her head to continue working on her test. Jiang Wang, standing at the entrance to Class 14, seemed to have noticed her. He had been balancing the bucket of water on both hands, but now he raised it with one hand and waved it in her direction.

Ji Mian: …

She was amazed by his absurd behavior, and also by his extraordinary eyesight. She immediately lowered her head, avoiding his gaze.

Jiang Wang's eyesight was far superior to most people's. Even though Ji Mian was quite far away, sitting in the classroom, he could clearly see her profile as she looked over.

He waved the bucket in his hand, showing no shame whatsoever for being punished; he was actually quite pleased with himself.

In the classroom, Xu Ting and the others couldn't bear to watch. The legendary bully of No. 2 Middle School, fierce and ruthless, was now jumping and bouncing around at Ji Mian. Luckily, he didn't have a tail, or he would have turned her into a fan.

They really didn't want to be brothers with Jiang Wang now. Just as everyone was watching Jiang Wang facepalm, they saw this big shot stroll away, dragging an empty bucket!

"Dude, wake up! You're being punished, don't you know any better?!"

Then everyone watched as the homeroom teacher, who was explaining the questions, put down the test papers, narrowed her eyes dangerously, and rushed over with her pointer.

Ji Mian was concentrating on her work when the light flickered by the window, casting a dark shadow onto her desk.

She instinctively stopped writing, turned her head, and saw Jiang Wang leaning against the window, looking down at her.

It was afternoon, the sunlight slanting westward, illuminating his profile and highlighting his features, revealing a sharp and resolute masculinity.

But his eyes, when he looked at her, were smiling, their radiance brighter than the setting sun. Ji Mian was startled by his sudden appearance. She frowned and asked anxiously in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Wang leaned closer, elbows on the windowsill, and asked with a smile, "I just wanted to ask, were you peeking at me just now?"

Ji Mian blushed.

Others around noticed Jiang Wang's appearance. Being good students, they wouldn't make a scene in class, but they couldn't help but steal glances.

"Go away."

"Did you peek or not?"

"Jiang dog!" Zhang Keke grabbed her pencil case, ready to throw it at him. "Are you sick?!"

Ji Mian quickly stopped Zhang Keke, afraid of causing an even bigger commotion in class.

Fortunately, Jiang Wang only said that one thing before the homeroom teacher of Class 14 arrived with a pointer. "Jiang Wang!"

The homeroom teacher's masterful roar startled Jiang Wang, who jumped up, didn't look back, dragged the empty bucket, and ran downstairs.

The homeroom teacher, panting, chased after him, yelling, "I can't control you anymore! You stop right there!"

A short, stout figure flashed past the window, chasing after him downstairs.

Ji Mian: ...

The students of the Sunshine Class: ...

Jiang Wang's wails echoed from downstairs again, and finally someone couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Zhang Keke cursed, "I'm really fed up with him, he's like a lunatic, a complete stray dog."

After school in the afternoon, it was Ji Mian's group's turn to clean. Zhang Keke had to go help at her mother's restaurant and left first. After cleaning, Ji Mian and her classmate Song Tian carried the large trash can downstairs to the garbage truck at the other end of the playground to empty it. Before the two even reached the playground, they noticed a group of boys from Class 14 gathered on the track, doing something. Occasionally, girls walking by in groups covered their mouths and laughed shyly.

The two, carrying trash cans, went down to the playground. Before even crossing the track, Song Tian noticed Jiang Wang hopping towards them, his head in his hands.

She gasped in surprise, then nudged Ji Mian, who was facing away from the track and hadn't yet seen Jiang Wang. "Hey, it's Jiang Wang."

Ji Mian turned around and saw Jiang Wang crouching on the ground, his head in his hands, not far from the track.

Ji Mian: "..."

Jiang Wang's eyes seemed to light up when he saw her. He looked around; the homeroom teacher was on the phone. He quickly covered his head, bent over, and ran over to Ji Mian, then hopped into a frog-jump position.

Ji Mian: "…………"

"Your brother Wang has jumped around here twice already, his legs are about to give out," he looked up at her, "Why don't you buy me a bottle of water?"

Although it was five in the afternoon, the weather at the end of June was already quite hot. He had jumped around the exposed playground twice, his T-shirt was already soaked with sweat and clung to his body. Because he was looking up, sweat dripped from his chin, slid down his neck, past his Adam's apple, and disappeared into his soaked collar.

Ji Mian glanced at him and whispered, "Let Xu Ting and the others buy it, I need to take out the trash."

As she spoke, Ji Mian picked up the trash can and walked to the side, trying to walk around him.

But then Jiang Wang jumped over again, blocking their way, "Buy a bottle, don't be so stingy."

A group of boys from Class 14 watched in amazement. Brother Wang was truly a genius! No matter how disheveled he was, it didn't stop him from flirting with girls.

A few mischievous boys from other classes passed by, joining in the commotion: "Teacher Sun, Jiang Wang from your class isn't doing his punishment jumps, he's chatting with girls here!"

Jiang Wang: ...I...fuck you!

"Jiang Wang!" The homeroom teacher's booming voice echoed across the playground, "Hurry up and jump! One more lap!!"

Before the teacher arrived, Jiang Wang quickly ran over and kicked the boy who had complained, then swiftly squatted down and began frog jumps with his head in his hands.

Watching him hop away, Ji Mian suddenly remembered Zhang Keke's words.

Like a wild dog, crazy and energetic, with extremely strong fighting power.

She couldn't help but let a faint smile curve her lips. She found it amusing, yet also felt a hidden anger. Perhaps because of her own experiences and the fear of dying at any moment, she knew the preciousness of time, and felt a subtle resentment towards his idle waste of life. Perhaps Jiang Wang's family was well-off, and he lived a carefree life; even without studying, he could live a life of luxury. But to waste his most precious youth like this would inevitably lead to regret later.

Ji Mian thought that Jiang Wang had helped her so many times; perhaps she should help him in return.

Ji Mian was lost in thought when Song Tian, ​​standing beside her, couldn't help but ask, "Mianmian, is Jiang Wang pursuing you?"

"Huh?" Ji Mian snapped out of her reverie, unsure how to answer, but there was no need to lie, so she nodded.

Song Tian glanced at Jiang Wang walking away, then looked at Ji Mian, tentatively asking, "Did you say yes?"

"No," Ji Mian quickly shook her head.

The two walked and talked. "I think someone like Jiang Wang is indeed very attractive. He's tall and good-looking, comes from a good family, and has a cool personality. It's easy to fall for him. But you'd better not agree, after all, he's different from us."

Ji Mian was puzzled, "How is he different?"

Song Tian looked at her in surprise, "A bad student like him is of course different from us. Our futures are different, our experiences will be different, there's no way we can be together. Even if his family is rich, he himself is useless. Do you think you can make a living by fighting? You're not stupid, can't you understand these things? In the future, you'll go to Tsinghua or Peking University, and he'll go to Lanxiang Vocational School to drive an excavator, what common ground will you have?"

Ji Mian was stunned by the question, not expecting her peers to be so precocious. She had never thought about these things in the future, nor would she. Her future belonged to Xuanyang Jun, and had nothing to do with Jiang Wang. Whether he went to Lanxiang Vocational School to drive an excavator or to New Oriental to learn to be a chef, it was none of her business. Although she rationally understood the situation perfectly, she couldn't help but defend him in her heart, "Being bad at studying doesn't necessarily mean you're completely useless."

"Being bad at studying doesn't necessarily mean you're completely useless. But if you're bad at studying, fight, skip classes, and don't study, then you're definitely not good."

Ji Mian lowered her eyes and didn't speak anymore. She felt that Jiang Wang wasn't as bad as he seemed.

After Jiang Wang finished his frog jumps, the group walked towards the teaching building, playfully bickering. Jiang Wang had completed three laps of frog jumps and seemed completely unaffected, still full of energy as he joked around with the group.

"My brother Wang is awesome! Last time, Mei Chaofeng punished me with half a lap of frog jumps, and I almost died."

"That's because you were weak."

Jiang Wang grinned mischievously, "Don't you know how strong your brother Wang is?"

The topic started getting frivolous again, and the group walked upstairs laughing and joking. As she rounded the corner, a petite figure in a school uniform entered her field of vision—it was Ji Mian, carrying her backpack and heading home.

Just moments ago, Jiang Wang, the undisputed number one fighter, suddenly seemed a little weak. He wrapped his long arm around Xu Ting's neck, leaning against him like a boneless animal, while simultaneously poking Xu Ting's waist with his finger, giving him a signal.

Xu Ting instantly understood, supporting Jiang Wang and feigning concern, calling out, "Brother Wang, are you alright?"

The other boys watched the two of them putting on a show, completely bewildered, until they saw Ji Mian approaching and suddenly understood.

Ji Mian saw the group and instinctively paused, then moved aside to make room for them.

Xu Ting suddenly called out to her, "Mianmian, are you going home? Or could you give Brother Wang a ride home?"

"..."

Ji Mian stopped, looking at Jiang Wang suspiciously. Jiang Wang leaned against Xu Ting, his eyes half-closed, looking half-dead. "What happened to him?"

"He did frog jumps just now, got heatstroke."

Ji Mian: ...

The others chimed in: "Yeah, three laps, who could handle that?"

"It's so hot today."

"Don't even mention frog jumps, running three laps would be enough to make you sick."

Ji Mian didn't know how to refuse, so she asked instead, "Aren't you going home?"

"Huh? Me? My dad insisted I go home today, I'm not going to Ting'an Community."

Ji Mian looked at the others again, but no one dared to look at her, all making up excuses; no one had time to pay attention to the half-dead Jiang Wang. Ji Mian looked at Jiang Wang with difficulty, "But I can't lift him either."

Xu Ting quickly nudged Jiang Wang with his elbow, "No need to help, Brother Wang can manage to walk to the bus stop if he perseveres. It's just that you'd have to come back with me, and keep an eye on things on the way, in case something happens, right?"

They were on good terms, and he also lived in Ting'an Community. It would be a bit much to refuse if they just went back together.

"Well, okay then."

Ji Mian responded, looking at Jiang Wang, and asked softly, "Can you walk by yourself?"

"Sure." The half-dead Jiang Wang couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips into a smile.

Ji Mian: ...

Jiang Wang didn't cause any trouble along the way, obediently following behind her towards the bus stop. Xihua Road in front of the Second Middle School wasn't finished yet, so the two walked to the next street to wait for the bus. "Can you still keep going?"

Ji Mian was still somewhat concerned about his discomfort; after all, three laps of frog jumps were quite strenuous.

Jiang Wang, standing behind her, had been staring at her. Seeing her turn around, he paused, "I probably can't. Could you help me?"

"There's a stool over there, go sit down." Ji Mian glared at him. "I'll go buy you some medicine."

"No, just stay here with me."

"Jiang Wang!"

"Fine," Jiang Wang pouted unhappily, "Then hurry up, what if someone bullies me later?"

"..."

He wondered who could possibly bully him.

There was a pharmacy across the street, and Ji Mian went over and bought a box of ten drops of water. Coming out of the pharmacy, she ran into Shi Man, whom she hadn't seen in a long time.

Or rather, it wasn't exactly a chance encounter, because Shi Man was standing outside the pharmacy smoking, staring inside, clearly waiting for her. Ji Mian glanced at her, then quickly lowered her eyes, trying to walk past her, but was grabbed by the arm.

Shi Man threw her half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stubbed it out forcefully. "Why are you hiding? Weren't you so tough last time? So many men backing you up, feeling good, huh?"

Shi Man looked at her with her chin held high, her demeanor arrogant, a stark contrast to her sheepish departure last time.

Ji Mian had lived under the same roof as her for several years and knew Shi Man's personality well: spoiled, arrogant, and vindictive.

After being exposed by Ji Mian and humiliated by Xu Ting last time, she was definitely seething with resentment. But she hadn't made a move, probably out of fear of Jiang Wang and his group. Now that she dared to come looking for trouble, someone must have given her the confidence.

Ji Mian struggled, trying to pull her arm away, but Shi Man gripped it even tighter.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Jiang Wang's voice rang out, and immediately, a willow branch swept past Ji Mian's eyes, striking Shi Man's exposed arm.

A sharp c***k echoed.

Shi Man screamed, releasing Ji Mian, clutching her arm where a red welt had appeared, glaring at Jiang Wang with resentment.

Jiang Wang grabbed Ji Mian's arm, pulling her behind him protectively. "What are you looking at? Last time, it was right here, wasn't it?"

"You slapped us?"

He narrowed his eyes at her, his gaze chillingly cold.

Shi Man instinctively shuddered, but still bluffed, "Jiang Wang, what the hell do you want?"

"What do I want?" He licked his teeth, smiling, a smile more intimidating than his usual smirk. "Ji Mian wanted to settle things peacefully, and I was afraid she'd be upset, so I didn't contact you. You really think slapping us is something you can just let go of so easily?"

He approached step by step. Shi Man clutched her arm, instinctively backing away, trembling under his intensely oppressive gaze.

He stood before her, saying each word clearly, "Remember this new rule I've established: whoever touches Ji Mian, I'll retaliate tenfold. Are you going to break my rule?"

"Ha, you're barely grown up, yet you have so many rules." A deep, gruff male voice rang out, and Ji Mian and Jiang Wang looked up simultaneously.

A burly man in a tank top emerged from the nearby milk tea shop. He looked to be in his early twenties, with a short, buzz-cut haircut, a short, thick neck suggesting explosive power, and bulging arm muscles covered in flashy, intimidating tattoos.

He was nowhere near the level of a typical high school student.

No wonder Shi Man was so confident.

Upon seeing the man, Shi Man quickly grabbed his arm, showing him a red welt on her arm, “Brother Sheng…”

The man glanced at it, then looked at Jiang Wang, his expression turning grim. “Brother, you’ve gone a bit too far.”

“Too far?” Jiang Wang casually swung the willow branch in his hand, glancing indifferently at the burly man opposite him. “You should ask Shi Man if she went too far when she slapped us.” "

With someone backing her up, Shi Man immediately seized the opportunity to interject and smear, "Jiang Wang, why do you think I hit Ji Mian? Is she so pure and adorable in your eyes? Do you know what disgusting things she did? We raised her for so many years, and she actually seduced my dad…"

Ji Mian's heart tightened upon hearing this, and she instinctively explained, "Jiang Wang, it's not like that, you know."

"Know what you know," Shi Man immediately interrupted her explanation, "Now it's all based on your words. You think you can fool Jiang Wang into backing you up by just being cute…"

"Shi Man, is your brain filled with s**t?"

Jiang Wang lost patience, directly interrupting her, then turned her face to the side, pointing to her cheek, "Open your dog eyes and look! I don't even look at someone like Ji Mian, how could she possibly look at your dad's pile of stinking dog s**t?" Shi Man was speechless, glancing at Ji Mian and then at Jiang Wang.

“What are you looking at? Anyone with eyes would choose me. You're blind, but Ji Mian isn't. What do you want from your dad? Ugly, poor, fat, bald, and with bad breath… Just thinking about it makes me worry for him. Ji Mian wants him because he has ten more layers of fat on his stomach than me, right? To weigh him up and make more money?”

Shi Man was speechless, frantically shaking Sheng Ge's arm, “Sheng Ge…”

“You're just a high school student, how can you be so arrogant? Haven't you ever been beaten up by society?”

Jiang Wang looked up at him, coldly saying, “Besides Ji Mian, I really don't know who can beat me.”

His words were full of provocation.

“Is this not going to be resolved today?” "Our girl was wronged. If I didn't see it, fine, but I was right under my nose. Do you think I could just ignore it? Didn't you hear my rules? Ten times the punishment."

This Sheng-ge was originally just playing around with Shi Man and didn't genuinely intend to stand up for her, but Jiang Wang was just too arrogant, making him increasingly annoyed.

"Your rules might scare others, but they won't hold water with me."

Jiang Wang laughed, "Try it, and see if your rules hold water."

Their tempers were ignited. Sheng-ge licked his teeth and nodded, "You're quite something, kid. Today we need to find a place and have a serious discussion about who actually set these rules." *

Sheng Ge is a professional boxer at a boxing club. The club's top floor is the training area. One side is a gym, and the other is an empty hall. In the center of the hall stands an octagonal cage, its black lacquer gleaming with a chilling light.

Outside the hall are rest rooms and changing rooms. Sheng Ge has his own private changing room. Ji Mian and Jiang Wang wait in the guest lounge.

When Sheng Ge had someone bring the death warrant to the lounge, Ji Mian froze. This wasn't some minor student fight; this was a professional boxer.

She instinctively grabbed Jiang Wang's arm, holding on tightly.

Jiang Wang, holding a pen to write his name, noticed her action and leaned down to tease her, "What, worried about me? Then give me a shout-out."

"What kind of time is this? You're still joking. Jiang Wang, forget it, it's really dangerous." "

Her eyes reddened with anxiety. Jiang Wang just stared at her for several seconds, head bowed. "Didn't I say that as long as you protect me, I won't let you suffer even the slightest injustice? Everything I told you is true."

Ji Mian's mind was a mess, and she blurted out, "So what about what you said about killing my boyfriend?!"

She regretted the words as soon as they left her mouth.

Sure enough, Jiang Wang, who had been smiling just moments before, instantly darkened his face, each word seeming to be clenched between his teeth, "It's true, it couldn't be more true."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Nonsense?" Jiang Wang raised an eyebrow in displeasure. "At a time like this, he hasn't even shown up. What's the point of keeping a boyfriend like that if you don't kill him?" He grew angrier as he spoke, and sneered at himself, "You say he does nothing, how can he be your boyfriend? Does he have extra eyes like everyone else? You like him that much?" "I'm not as good-looking as him, not as strong as him?"

Jiang Wang was furious. This big guy should be beaten by Ji Mian's boyfriend; it would be best if he were sat on and killed on the stage by the big guy. The world would be truly harmonious without him.

He goes crazy whenever this is mentioned.

Ji Mian knew she shouldn't have brought it up, but it was too late to regret it. There was no time to argue with him about these things now. She simply pretended not to hear Jiang Wang's words, silently picked up the death warrant, and got up to leave.

"Are you angry?"

A figure flashed in front of her. Jiang Wang moved swiftly, blocking her way, his back against the door.

"I mentioned him, and you're that upset?"

His voice lacked some of its fierce anger, but rather a little bit of grievance.

Ji Mian sighed silently, looking directly at him. "Couldn't you just not say anything?" "Jiang Wang was so angry he wanted to kill her. 'I'm f*****g insanely jealous, can't I even vent my anger?'"

"Jiang Wang!"

Jiang Wang was furious, but couldn't bring himself to hurt her. He irritably ran a couple of fingers through his hair. 'Fine, fine, I know, I won't say anything more. But if I win later, you have to say Jiang Wang is really good.'

He added viciously in his mind: And your boyfriend is utterly useless!"