Grim Reaper's Workday

Said.

From then on, the little boy begged Ye Li to let him listen to the music every time he came.Once, after listening to Ye Li's favorite rock song, the little boy announced resolutely:

"Brother Heipao, I decided to sing this kind of music in the future! Everyone should know this kind of beautiful thing."

After Ye Li heard this, he wanted to tell him that this is very difficult, and there will be many obstacles blocking his way forward.But Ye Li looked at the starlight in the little boy's eyes, as if it was the brightest Sirius in the sky, and swallowed the persuasion that came to his lips.

"In this case, then embrace your beautiful dreams and go fly."

Ye Li smiled and stroked the little boy's head.Perhaps it is precisely because there are such people in the world that people feel that the starry sky behind the clouds can be so beautiful.

This routine lasted for a month, and at dusk one day, Ye Li finished his work early, took a few blueberry-flavored lollipops and an MP3, and hurried to the little boy's ward.

The dark golden sunlight shone on the neat hospital bed in the ward, and there was no trace of human existence. The whole room was empty, and there were a few dejected plastic lilies in the vase on the bedside table.

At this time, Ye Li suddenly remembered that the little boy said last night that his illness has recovered, and today is the day to be discharged from the hospital.

Probably never see you again.Ye Li tore off the wrapping paper of the lollipop, stuffed the blue candy into his mouth and chewed, using the sweetness to numb his loneliness.

Just when Ye Li was about to leave, he suddenly remembered that he still didn't know the name of the little boy, and the patient's business card pasted on the hospital bed hadn't been picked yet.He walked over to the bed, rolling his eyes.

"Ah..."

Ye Li only caught a glimpse of the corner of the little boy's name, and suddenly his eyes were pure white, and there was the fragrance of cherry blossoms in the air, which Ye Li had never smelled before.

The dream came to an abrupt end, and the god of death slowly opened his eyes, and saw his bedroom and the sleeping face of the blond boy beside him.

He smiled gratifiedly.

Because he remembered the name of the little boy he met ten years ago——

——It's called Aslan.

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