Bride of Death

Looking at the old man on the hospital bed, Yi Yousan was at a loss, and there was a middle-aged man sitting in the ward. The middle-aged man couldn't see them, he looked at the bottle hanging on the hook from time to time, and then looked at his watch impatiently.

"Send him off, where to send him?" Yi Ersan asked.

"I'm sorry, it was my negligence." Si Wuliu took out a black leather notebook from his pocket, looked at it roughly, and then put it back.

"Apprentice Death God Yi Ersan, your first mission target is named Liu Guoqing, a native of Liujia Village in [-]. Please make a judgment on his life, whether to go to heaven or hell." The cold voice of Death God echoed in the In his ears, it seemed that life and death had nothing to do with him.This made Yi Ersan realize that he had been living with a terrible guy.

"I, I'm just an ordinary student, and I'm not qualified to judge a person's life or death." Yi Yousan said excitedly.

"Before I met you, you were already in touch with the memory of this human life. Everything has its own destiny, and you still have 72 hours to make a decision." The god of death raised his left hand, and Yi Ersan's left and right were both unaffected. Controlled up.The ring on the middle finger was slightly hot, he only felt his heart tighten, and he clutched his chest and said:

"What happens if I don't make a decision?"

"After 72 hours, this human being will lose the chance of reincarnation and completely disappear in this world." In other words, after 72 hours, this old man will pass away!

"The final judgment will be handed over to DAS for final review. If there is any deviation in the judgment, you will lose the qualification of God of Reaper," said God of Reaper.

"Then just hand it over to DAS for review?" Yi Ersan clenched his fists and said.

"DAS is just a machine for judging life and death, similar to the servers you humans use for programming. But you are human, and humans and machines are different. Yi Ersan, you are very special, and even DAS cannot calculate the cause of your death "The God of Death walked up to him, caressing his cheek.

"Your hands are so cold, how can I judge his life based on his memory?" Yi Ersan resisted and took the hands of the god of death from his face.

"It depends on how you deal with it. It's getting late, remember to go home on time."

The god of death snapped his fingers, and his dream instantly became fragmented. When he opened his eyes again, the sky outside was already dark.The classroom was empty again. Today is Wednesday and there is no evening self-study. After five classes, they will go home.Looking up at the clock hanging on the blackboard, it was already six twenty in the afternoon.

Get home on time?He is not a child.hospital?After touching his pocket, it was only more than 30 yuan.Yi Yousan picked up his schoolbag and quickly ran downstairs. .In early spring, it gets dark very early, and Yi Yousan remembers the location of that hospital.The Third People's Hospital, that's where he first woke up.

I got on the No. 117 bus, and because it was the rush hour, the carriage was very crowded.Yi Yousan couldn't reach the handrail, so he could only sway with the flow of people.

"The Third People's Hospital is here. Passengers who get off the bus, please get off from the back door. Please be careful when you open the door. Please go well when you get off. The next stop..."

With great effort, Yi Yousan squeezed out of the bus with his schoolbag on his back.After getting out of the car, I took a few deep breaths, and the feeling of being overwhelmed and out of breath gradually disappeared.After rubbing his stomach, Yi You san pouted his lips, went to the small vendor at the entrance of the hospital, bought a piece of corn, squatted on the ground and gnawed.

Passers-by all cast sympathetic glances, and some even put hundred-yuan bills in his hands, asking him to read words that could change his fate, come on.

"..." Does he look pitiful?Looking down at his crumpled school uniform, Yi Ersan quickly finished his corn and ran to the inpatient department with his schoolbag on his back.

Relying on the memory in the dream, Yi Yousan took the elevator to the fifth floor, and when he got out of the elevator, he saw the middle-aged man who was looking at his watch in his dream.

The middle-aged man was talking on the phone very loudly, and from time to time a passing nurse would look at him sideways.Yi Ersan stopped a nurse and asked:

"Sister, is there an old man named Liu Guoqing living on this floor? If so, can you tell me which ward he lives in?"

"You mean Mr. Liu? He lives in Ward 503. Who are you?" the nurse asked.

"Thank you sister." Yi You squinted and saw the middle-aged man take out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and walked into the emergency passage while talking on the phone.

Just about to enter Ward 503, but stood at the door in a daze.The only connection he has with the old man is in his dream, so what should he do in reality?

"Classmate, what's the matter?" A woman's voice suddenly came out from behind, Yi Yousan was startled, turned around and saw a woman in professional attire.

The woman wore light makeup, and her short shoulder-length hair looked very capable.

"Hello, I... I." Yi You stammered and didn't know where to start.

"Are you here to visit the old man?" The woman smiled slightly.

"Yes, I heard him play the harmonica in the park, and I heard that he was hospitalized, so I came here alone to take a look." Yi Ersan would not lie, and only said this sentence.

"It seems that the old man has a little fan. He will be very happy knowing that, let's come in together." The woman pushed open the doorway of the ward.

Entering the ward again, looking at the old man sitting on the bed reading a book, Yi Yousan suddenly had the illusion of combining dream and reality.

"This is?" the old man put down his book and asked kindly.

"Didn't grandpa always like to take a walk in Times Square? Your little fans came to the hospital to visit you when they found out that you were sick." The woman explained for Yi Ersan.

"Hahaha, I don't have any regrets when you say that." The old man's pupils were white with a touch of blue, and his hair was grey, but he was well-groomed.It's just that this face is black and yellow, and you can tell that there is not much time left.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? You will live a long life." The woman put down her handbag, sat in front of the old man's hospital bed, and said while looking at him.

The old man comforted his granddaughter and beckoned Yi Ersan to come over.Yi You put three schoolbags on the chair, and walked to the old man's side.

The old man looked at the information board pinned to his school uniform and said:

"Yi Er San, Class [-], Grade [-]? Good name. Yi Tong, Chaos is one in the beginning. Er, near. Three, one life two, two beget three, three beget all things. Who is the one who named you?" the old man asked curiously.

Yi Yousan shook his head, with a bitter expression on his face.

"Jiajia, go and get my harmonica." The old man looked at the woman and said.

"Okay grandpa." The woman named Jia Jia took out an iron box from the cabinet opposite the hospital bed.He opened the iron box, and inside was a polished ten-hole harmonica wrapped in a handkerchief.

The old man took the harmonica and gently stroked the body of the harmonica. The familiar tune came from the mouth of the harmonica.Yi Ersan and the old man's granddaughter sat on chairs, quietly listening to the old man's playing.

"Dad, you're not in good health. Didn't you let you play?" The sound of the tune was broken by the rude push of the door, Yi Yousan frowned and looked at the middle-aged man holding the phone.

"Liu Jiaxin, what are you doing here if you're not in the company with clients?" the middle-aged man said.

"Second Uncle, you're guarding Grandpa here because of that piece of land, right? Now you know how to pretend to be a filial son?" Liu Jiaxin said sarcastically, not to be outdone.

"Why are you talking to the elders! If the elder brother is still alive, he would not have skinned you alive." The middle-aged man's anger was suddenly ignited by the woman.

"That's better than a villain like Second Uncle." Liu Jiaxin said coldly.

"Okay, stop arguing, you two!" came the old man's roar, mixed with coughing, holding his chest and wearing rough clothes.

"Doctor! Doctor!"

The scene became chaotic, doctors and nurses ran in, and the nurses closed the curtain on the hospital bed and said:

"Patient's family members, please wait outside the door."

Yi Ersan walked out of the ward with his schoolbag, tilting his head in doubt.Just now, he saw a faint mist forming on the old man's body.

"Now you are satisfied! Second uncle, I warn you, I will not transfer the land on Jiefang Road to you! That is the last memory of grandpa!" Liu Jiaxin said angrily.

"Some old buildings can be better planned after they are demolished. I still have a meeting. Since you are here, take good care of the old man!" After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned and left.The patients and family members who were watching in the aisle gave way one after another.Liu Jiaxin clenched her fists tightly, and the look of hatred in her eyes was not at all what she should have at her age.

"Jiefang Road?" Yi Ersan looked at Liu Jiaxin and asked in confusion.

"It was the old man's lifelong painstaking effort, and now it is planned to be demolished and built into a new business district," Liu Jiaxin said.

"The Cultural Palace was also designed by the old man?" Yi Ersan asked in surprise.

"Yes, not only the Cultural Palace, but also the Cotton Factory, Old Shop Ten Mile Street, etc." Liu Jiaxin's eyes showed admiration.

"Didn't the cotton factory be demolished some time ago?" Yi Er asked.

Liu Jiaxin was silent for a moment, Ward 503 was pushed away, and a nurse said:

"The patient's family members can come in."

"Little classmate, it's getting late, let's go back earlier." He followed the nurse into the ward, leaving only Yi Yousan standing stupidly in the aisle.

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After leaving the hospital, it was already 21 o'clock in the evening.Yi Ersan sat alone on the bench at the bus stop, waiting for the bus to arrive.

He huddled behind the windshield, shivering with cold.The temperature difference in early spring is huge, the temperature is still more than [-] degrees Celsius at noon, and it will drop to [-] degrees Celsius at night.Tick ​​tock, the raindrops made a crisp sound as they fell on the canopy of the bus stop.Big drops of raindrops fell on the ground, and soon formed stagnant water.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Yi Yousan hugged his knees and looked at the passing vehicles, feeling a little desolate in his heart.

"Didn't I tell you to go home on time tonight?" The cold voice came, and Yi Ersan looked up at the man standing in front of him in surprise.

The man wore a sheepskin coat over his suit and held a large black umbrella in his right hand.Slowly bending down, he stroked his messy hair.

Lord Reaper, is this going to take me home?