after death strike

"Haven't you realized—"

In the air in front of him suddenly appeared a face that he was all too familiar with. The translucent, water-like texture made that face weird.The god of death floated in mid-air, looking down at Li Zhizhi from a high position.

"Your cohabitants are not human beings."

With a swipe of his hand, Xu Ying shifted and changed the facial features like a face-changing trick, turning the face that belonged to Ah Wang into a face of a stranger that Li Zhizhi had never seen before.Maybe that's the true face of the god of death, but Li Zhizhi has no interest in finding out whether it's a fake or real.

He was so dazed by the heavy mines dropped by the god of death that he almost lost his ability to think—how could it be?Ah Wang is not a human being, so what is the person who has been with him for 15 years?

Not getting Li Zhizhi's attention, Death God frowned slightly, and interrupted his meditation again.

"Human, don't you look at the thing in your hand? Maybe, there may be some inspiration." He said meaningfully.

Li Zhizhi didn't pick up his words, but stood there with a pale face and thought for a long time before speaking slowly.

His eyes in mid-air became sharper, "You should have no cards, Grim Reaper. If you want to watch me play just like this, then your calculations will come to naught——Now, it's my turn Come to ask questions."

It's not questioning, nor is it evading. Li Zhizhi knows very well that from the key to the recovery scene, all the other party's pretense is just to see him panicked.But he also has his own self-esteem, even if everything presented by this reckless god is true, and what he has experienced is all false, it is impossible for him to show the ugly state of collapse like this.

"You are the god of death. Isn't that right?" Li Zhizhi stared at him firmly, and his peach blossom eyes, which were always smiling, were serious and sharp now.

He never thought that one day he would meet a god, that there would be such an unreal character in this world.

"God doesn't lie." Xu Ying crossed his arms, with a haughty and disdainful expression on his face. "I am the god of death, the person responsible for taking away your soul after your body dies."

Li Zhizhi sensitively caught the point of his words. "So the current me is the state where the soul is possessed by the dead body?"

His body is indeed a dead object.Except for the ability to move freely, even the most basic ability to survive has been lost.

"You're very smart," Reaper grinned, his translucent and weird face looked sinister, "you're right."

"Then Zhou Xiaoling, Ye Yizhou...the people I met were all the same as me, right?" Li Zhizhi took a deep breath even though he didn't need to breathe, "Why? Why haven't our souls been taken away?"

"Unfortunately, you have to ask your cohabitant this question." The God of Reaper said lightly and almost made Li Zhizhi's scalp tingle, "The God of Reaper is not just me."

He suddenly soared into the air, his large black robe was like the swaying soft limbs of jellyfish, swaying slowly and strangely.

"You've also discovered that even during the time you're not alive or dead, life still dies every day in this world. Earthquakes, fires, car accidents, diseases, and even natural old age die, every day Too many deaths happened. And the reason why they can die normally is all thanks to us who worked hard." The god of death raised his hands, as if singing praises to himself.

"If there is only one god of death, how can we collect so many souls?"

"As for you, there are those 'wandering souls' you have met or never met—all thanks to your co-habitant. He is really incompetent..." His tone was light It was almost like a whisper, but the chill in the words came clearly.He could hear his displeasure.

Too much information flooded in at once. If it wasn't for his firm will to support him, Li Zhizhi felt that he might collapse on the spot.Not resentment, not any negative emotion, just plain "unintelligible" and "unacceptable".

Why?how come?

These two questions seemed to be the only ones left in my mind.

"So," Li Zhizhi said with difficulty, "are you here to take me away today?"

It would be ridiculous to let him die like this.

"No." Unexpectedly, but speculatively, Reaper shook his head, "I don't want to increase the workload." He looked down at Li Zhizhi pityingly, "I just discovered the flaws of Panorama, and came out. Because of the kindness of my colleagues, I just came here as a kind reminder."

"flaw?"

The god of death smiled slightly, "Li Zhizhi, you are the flaw."

"A soul that should have been taken away immediately is wandering openly in the world. Does he think that the small number will not reveal his secrets? Even without me, there must be other gods of death who will find you and take you back. Life and death are impermanent, but There is a definite plan in the dark. He is so experienced that he doesn't even understand this truth, he is so stupid that it makes me laugh."

"Since the scene is so good that I, the audience, can't help being emotionally involved, the time limit is three days - go, convince him, and come with me."

I don't know how I got home at all, and I can't even remember how I went out today.Li Zhizhi returned home in a daze—if he didn't go home, where else could he go?

Even if the god of death kindly told him that he could take a picture before leaving, he was not interested at all, and just took away the envelope that he felt very familiar but was unwilling to open.The other party probably thought that he would be frightened and angry or disgusted when he saw the pile of "collections" related to him or the photos all over the wall, but Li Zhizhi didn't think it was a big deal.

That person...it's not surprising that he would do such a thing.You already have a criminal record, don't you?Li Zhizhi, who was sitting in a daze at the desk, even evoked a gentle smile, but his eyes were not as bright as they used to be, they were empty and wandering like a lonely soul-he was indeed.

Taking pictures secretly, or collecting things he used like a pervert, Li Zhizhi doesn't hate such morbid behaviors.Maybe it's because of his experience that he yearns for love and love more than ordinary people, maybe it's because that person is Ah Wang whom he has known for 15 years.

The only thing that shocked him was one thing - no matter what the starting point was, Ah Wang lied to him.

... three days?

The clock on the table was ticking, and every turn of the second hand meant that he was one step closer to the deadline.Since his death, the world seems completely different.If Li Zhizhi had foreseen his own death a long time ago, then what he never thought about was that he would accept Ah Wang, and that he would just be with him all the time.

Three days may be enough for him to prepare for a farewell.

For the only time in his life, he was fully prepared and accepted the farewell without regret.

Before he came back... Li Zhizhi slowly opened the envelope that he had been holding in his hand since he walked out of that room - just now, he recalled what happened.This is a letter he wrote when he was a child.

Maybe it was preserved by some unscientific means, but after more than ten years, the envelope has not aged and turned yellow. It looks like it was just bought from a stationery store yesterday.

The letter paper stuffed inside was carefully folded into three sections, and Li Zhizhi carefully unfolded it and flattened it to reveal the contents inside.The pencil handwriting on it is clear and naive, and the crooked font can be seen as being written by a child.

[To Death:

Hello Reaper, my name is Li Zhizhi, and I am seven years old this year.My grandma is sick, very sick, and I worry about her every day.Grandma told me that she can't control me anymore, she will follow you.I heard that you are a very powerful god, you are already so powerful, can you not take my grandma away?I will be very obedient, clean up my toys every day, and I will never be willful again.Can you ask grandma to stay with me?I only have grandma left and I don't want to be alone. Xièxiè you.

Li Zhizhi]

Because he was only in the first grade at the time, there were still many characters he hadn't learned, so he had to use pinyin instead.But for such a short letter, he worked hard for a long time at that time, earnestly, stroke by stroke, and wrote all his hopes and expectations into this childish letter.

Only kids do such innocent things, don't they?

Li Zhizhi couldn't help but think back to the time when his grandma was seriously ill. From blindly optimistic that grandma would recover, he became melancholy and silent all the time, fearing that grandma would leave him at any time—he became more and more silent, In the end, grandma left, leaving only a withdrawn and negative orphan Li Zhizhi.

No one will be with him anymore, and if there is, it will be a brief, eventually ending companionship.Li Zhizhi realized this very clearly, and buried that longing in his heart ever since.

Until I met Ah Wang.

The first words he said when he met himself were: "I am here to accompany you. Don't worry, I will never leave."

"What should I do? Wang...you have kept your promise from the beginning to the end, but I want to say goodbye for the second time. Will you pamper me as always? You will say goodbye to me well ?"

He murmured to himself in a low voice as if he was choking, rubbing the old letter with his fingers, thinking that if he still had tears at this moment, the letter should have been completely soaked.

And behind the back of his arched back, almost lying on the table, at some point, a person stood silently.

The person who came just stood silently by the door, looking at that lonely figure quietly and deeply—as if he wanted to engrave him in his heart forever, refused to forget any details, and refused to let him go generally.

The author has something to say: write crying (.

Although I think many people should have guessed it, but the process of their acquaintance will never be guessed

Reaper's "follow me" really seems to be here to engage in NTR...