Grim Reaper's work

"Okay, you can go to work."

The Grim Reaper took the death list from the boss, moved left and right, as if hesitating to speak.

The boss raised his head and asked in confusion, "What's the matter? What's the matter? I called you just now and you didn't want to come back. What's the matter, don't you want to leave now?"

The god of death said: "Boss... tell me, how can people who are not on the death list see the god of death?"

boss:"……"

"What do you ask for this?"

Death whispered: "I'll just ask casually."

Then of course the boss doesn't believe it. He has been the boss of the underworld for so many years, and he has seen more people and the world than this little god of death has seen dead people. Does it look like he has something on his mind? He said it during the training. Well, only the living on the death list can see the god of death, and he insisted on asking, there must be a purpose.

The boss squinted at him and said bluntly, "Tell me, with whom, what's wrong, and why."

The god of death said vaguely: "emmm, I made a good friend in this world."

Boss: "What a good friend, what a good husband."

Grim Reaper: "..." You are so straightforward!Death's pale face almost turned red with fright.

Boss: "Maureen, right?"

Reaper held back for a while, and let out a heavy "hmm".

The boss turned around, typed on the keyboard to send a message, and without any further detours with him, he went straight to the point: "Then... you'd better give up this idea, unless he is dead, if it doesn't work, you can pay him to kill him." Right, even though you can't be together like this, he will be reincarnated soon, but well, it's not a big problem, you wait for him to grow up and then kill him again, reincarnation kill once, reincarnation..."

Grim Reaper: "Stop, stop, boss, your thoughts are too dangerous, okay! I managed to bring him back to life, okay! How can I kill him again? I think you need to see a psychiatrist."

The boss said: "Ah, yes, but if I knew this, why did you save him at the time? Look at you, you can't save the ones that should be saved, and you are very excited about the ones that shouldn't be saved. If you can put ten percent of your life on him." Putting one's work ability on others, there will not be so many bad reviews."

grim Reaper:"……"

Boss: "But what I said just now... don't do it by buying a murderer. You are the god of death, and you will be punished for interfering with other people's fate line. It's very serious."

The Grim Reaper stomped his feet and said angrily, "Of course I know! I'm not you!" After saying that, he opened the door and went out, just in time to meet the new Grim Reaper, who was the high school student he had brought back before.

The two of them haven't seen each other since they parted ways in the underworld last time. After the high school student registered at the boss's office, she devoted herself to intense study and training. Half of her dormitory was filled with newly issued textbooks, including the history of the underworld and the history of mankind. It almost collapsed her bed, and the high school students were surprised, they were all dead, why should they still study? ? ? ?The high school class teacher also said that as long as you can't learn to die, you can learn to die. He really wants him to try.The high school student thought to herself that if she was lucky enough to be able to give a piece of advice to her juniors all over the country, she must tell them that no matter how much pressure there is, they must hold on and that suicide is the most stupid act.Now she finally knows what it means not to live and not to die.

Reaper was a little friendly when he saw the high school student at first, but he didn't dare to be too enthusiastic. The bloody spot on his face had just healed not long ago.

However, the high school students were very happy and greeted him warmly.

Death said: "You don't hate me anymore?"

The high school student stuck out his tongue and said embarrassingly, "I didn't know much at that time... I thought you were lying to me. I'm sorry, you will still be my senior from now on!"

After the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, the god of death bid her farewell and left the underworld. He had been here for too long and had to go back to Mo Lin immediately.But the boss couldn't let the boss think that he was passively slowing down for the sake of the object, so he glanced at the death list by the way, looked for any customers nearby, and solved it together.

This is no small matter. On the first page of the updated list, the word "Molin" is impressively written.The cause of death was another car accident!Death said inwardly, the higher the name is recorded, the closer it is to the time of death. Fortunately, the boss forcibly recalled his list and refreshed it, otherwise he would not even know that Mo Lin died completely!

The Grim Reaper didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately flew towards Mo Lin's position.

****

Maureen woke up at seven o'clock in the morning.

I slept on the sofa without a quilt and slept all night in an enchanting posture. In the morning, I not only had a headache, but also had a stiff neck.After Mo Lin washed up, he habitually went to the kitchen to make breakfast, but suddenly realized that the god of death was gone, so he turned around and went to the bedroom instead.After a while, Maureen was fully dressed and went out with the wallet and keys.

The hospital is not far from his home, two subway stations away, and you can see the outpatient building of the hospital two roads away from the subway exit. Mo Lin didn't make an appointment, but he reckoned that there wouldn't be too many people registering when he arrived at the hospital .

Molin's parents died when he was traveling in a landslide when he was in the third year of junior high school. Since then, Molin has gradually developed some mental problems. A year later, Molin was diagnosed with depression.He had been on the medication for nearly two years, and he hadn't started to stop the medication until a few months ago. After meeting the Grim Reaper, Mo Lin felt that he was about to have a new spiritual support.

Maureen is very familiar with this hospital.He looked at the brick-red outpatient building across the street, and couldn't help but think of the Grim Reaper in his heart. Not long after he was discharged from the hospital, he visited twice in a row.

Mo Lin squinted his eyes, as if he saw a familiar person on the other side of the road. The person was wearing a black baggy dress, with long hair, and the arms with the sleeves rolled up were a little white in the morning sun.

Isn't that his nurse!

Seeing the people on the opposite side gradually go away, the number of the red light is still beating slowly. If it is not because there are too many vehicles on the road, he will almost run the red light. Fortunately, the psychological shadow after the car accident restrained him. thought of.

The last ten seconds on the countdown were longer than the two months he had been in the hospital!

Mo Lin rushed out the moment the red light turned green.

However, when Mo Lin ran to the middle of the road, a car swaying left and right suddenly sprang out from the pulley. The car slammed into several cars waiting for the red light on the roadside, and the horn was still honking. After squeezed out of the crowd, he came straight to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin's legs were not as fast as the wheels, and he was about to run away. Suddenly, a black shadow came towards Mo Lin from behind the car like a missile.

For a moment, Mo Lin thought that he had offended some terrorist organization, and the other party sent a car and a cannon to kill him.He is just a commoner, how can he receive this "honor" and be worthy of such great firepower?

However, it was only at that moment that the "missile" approached him. Amidst the exclamation of everyone, it knocked him onto the sidewalk. Others thought it was Mo Lin's strange bones and jumped out by himself.

Less than a second into the air, Molin and the missile remained relatively still, a pale face magnified several times in front of his eyes, Molin thought, he had never seen him so close.

"It's you?"

The loud crash and howling wind covered Maureen's voice, and even he could hardly hear it.