[Jinjiang Exclusive] Life is as bright as a song

Luo Shiqin, who had been up all night, was still standing outside the door, wondering if the dark circles under her eyes had frightened Yang Yan. Otherwise, with her amiable attitude, she shouldn't have scared him to the point of closing the door on the spot.

She raised her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose to ease the fatigue caused by the large amount of information that had just been poured into her brain, and then took out the filled-in work ID card from her shirt pocket.

It is still LL’s name and the corresponding identity of the Grim Reaper.

For now, Luo Shiqin has no intention of getting rid of this newly created identity of 'LL Death God' in the eyes of readers.

After passing the Xiduoduo Hospital, Luo Shiqin quickly enjoyed the joy of having a new vest.

Although it is difficult to create a character from scratch, there are fewer restrictions because there are no stereotypes. It is almost as if Luo Shiqin shows some setting to the readers of the alien space, and with a little evidence, she can have a very wonderful character.

What's more, after she deliberately revealed her identity in front of those readers from another dimension, she mixed two seemingly unrelated personalities together, and the unexpected surprise she got surprised Luo Shiqin.

'Underworld Diplomat Luo Shiqin' and 'Mutant Containment Institute Employee Cube A' are mixed together, one with magic attack and the other with strength and speed. Even if Luo Shiqin's abilities are weakened a lot after reality is corrected, as long as one person realizes that the new character is 'Luo Shiqin', she can adapt to 'Luo Shiqin's personality' and quickly return to the peak of the triangle warrior's strength.

She raised her hand and clipped her work badge on the shirt under her black robe, so that she could take it off at any time and preserve its limited validity time.

Real Chinese people know what maximizing benefits means!

As soon as the magic badge was activated, Luo Shiqin raised her foot and walked towards the locked anti-theft door.

Then her figure faded, and like a ghost imagined by the world, she passed through the physical door.

Behind the security door, Yang Yan leaned against the door and took a deep breath. He then raised his hands and slapped his face twice, quickly forcing his brain to wake up due to the pain.

Seriously? ? The Grim Reaper is here to wait? ? ?

Wait, even if there really is a god of death, even if there really is a death notice, isn't her actual death time a week later?!

What's the point of squatting in advance!

Just as he was thinking this, Yang Yan suddenly felt goosebumps on his back and a chill spread all over his body.

It was too quiet outside the door, so quiet that Yang Yan felt strange.

She hesitated for a moment, but decided to take a sneak peek.

Fortunately, the peephole of the security door was not covered by the inverted Chinese character "福" that she had pasted there during the Chinese New Year. Through the polka-dot peephole, Yang Yan looked outside the door cautiously.

The neighbor's door was still closed, but the girl in the black robe who was standing there a minute ago was nowhere to be seen.

According to the routine of horror movies, Yang Yan did not think that the other party had left obediently. Maybe when she breathed a sigh of relief and thought that it was safe outside the door, the next time she went out, she would see the other party waiting outside with a big sickle.

Yang Yan doesn't want to get a one-day Louis XVI experience card.

She pressed against the cold security door and carefully took in the scene outside through her peephole. No matter how hard she looked, she could not find any other information, so she left the door half-believingly.

Did you really leave?

This question still lingered in her mind, and her brain began to flash back to her the horror movies she had seen in the past.

What about The Shining, Final Destination, Spoon Death...

Every horror movie was pounding on her brain, screaming at her:

"Hello?"

Yang Yan: …?

Shit, could she really be hallucinating? Why did she hear someone talking behind her? ?

The girl's body suddenly froze, and then she turned slowly with a click like a rusty robot that had forgotten to apply lubrication.

The Grim Reaper who had appeared at the neighbor's doorstep before was now standing in the center of his living room, folding his arms and looking at him calmly.

Those dark eyes were calm, but Yang Yan could see a hint of mockery in them.

Yang Yan: ...

"Good morning?" Death raised his hand as a greeting, and said naturally, "You got up quite early."

"Not as early as you, could it be that you stayed up all night?"

Yang Yan responded subconsciously, and then he felt disheartened when he realized what he had said.

Unexpectedly, the Grim Reaper standing in front of her shook his head and said, "I stayed up all night, but I didn't stay there."

"Death gods also need time to rest." The Death God who calls himself 'LL' said seriously, "Let me start by refusing to be introverted."

Yang Yan: ...

I've been wanting to complain for a long time, how come you, a death god, have such a strong sense of being a corporate slave! ?

"They say this is just a profession, not a race." LL raised his hand and slowly made a big 'X' on his chest, "Reject the Grim Reaper stereotype."

I really have no energy to complain.

From the moment the other party started talking, Yang Yan felt that the atmosphere suddenly jumped from a nonsensical horror movie to a light novel complaint.

The change in style is so terrifying!

"No matter what," Yang Yan realized that the other party seemed to be non-aggressive towards her. She leaned against the security door and asked quietly, "You suddenly showed up at my house. Can I sue you for trespassing?"

Luo Shiqin: …

Bandage it, Luo Shiqin, you must bandage it.

Even if he is really sued, the one who will receive the legal summons will only be LL and not you, Luo Shiqin!

On the surface, the Grim Reaper slowly walked towards Yang Yan, passed through her under her tight sight, and then disappeared.

And Yang Yan himself once again felt that creepy chill.

It turned out that the Grim Reaper had passed through her!

“Knock, knock.”

There was a knock on the security door behind me, followed by a familiar female voice.

"Hello," the Grim Reaper who came to apply for a visa said politely outside the door, "Excuse me, can I come in now?"

Yang Yan: ...

Not only did she get a visa, she also knocked on the door politely. She really made me cry!

What happened in just five minutes was more shocking than any outrageous thing Yang Yan had ever seen in his life.

After being politely greeted by the Grim Reaper, the girl turned the doorknob in a trance and opened the security door for the Grim Reaper outside.

She even subconsciously said "Come in" to the other person when he walked in.

After seeing the black-robed girl coming in, Yang Yan covered his eyes in despair.

I finally understand what it feels like to have your intelligence lowered by a distorted painting style.

——So terrifying!

But Yang Yan is an optimistic person. Although her growth experience has encountered many hardships, her excellent mentality has helped her resolve a lot of internal friction.

Since we cannot resist head-on, we should look for opportunities to build up our strength and then win with one strike.

This was the tactic she used when she first faced the campus bully.

After adjusting his mindset, Yang Yan pursed his lips and looked directly at the girl in black robe in front of him.

"You," she took a deep breath, "are you here to harvest my soul?"

Unexpectedly, the girl opposite was even more shocked than her, and her usually calm eyes were now wide open.

"No, it was the Black Impermanence who took your soul, not me."

Yang Yan: “Ah?”

She slapped her forehead and said in disbelief: "I made so much mental preparation, and now you tell me that it's not true??"

The black-robed girl who called herself the Grim Reaper looked at her expressionlessly, with a rare hint of helplessness in her eyes: "Wake up, the Grim Reaper is from a foreign country."

"But," Yang Yan was even more incredulous, "Didn't you say you came here with a visa?"

"Yes. Any questions?"

"This is a huge problem!" The girl's eyes widened and she spoke incoherently, "You're applying for a visa just to harvest my soul, right? Is that how foreign movies about the god of death play out?"

Death: "...I have a visa, but I am only here for vacation. Employees get discounts on tickets to tourist attractions."

She even added: "It's 50% off."

Help.

Yang Yan covered his cheeks again, a mask of pain.

This kind of aura of a worker who has been worn down by life was simply a critical blow to Yang Yan!

No matter how eccentric she was, she couldn't attack a worker who had been worn down by workplace life.

Once upon a time, she was also one of the complaining workers.

"Then you," after a long while, Yang Yan finally remembered his previous confusion, tried to suppress his sympathy for the workers, and asked, "Why did you say you were here to work overtime?"

"I am indeed here to work overtime." The part-time death god nodded, "But I have finished it. I saw you on the way back and flipped through the book."

Yang Yan was stunned for a moment, then frowned and spoke uncertainly: "So, you were just passing by?"

The girl in black robe nodded.

"Then why did you come to remind me?" Yang Yan suddenly laughed, with a hint of sarcasm, "Am I special? There are so many people in this world who need to be saved, why did you come to remind me?"

She had made up her mind that night, had already bought the platform on the bridge, and only needed to take one more step forward -

"Thank you for returning my umbrella." The girl in black robe said calmly, "The sun is very strong. I have been trapped under the tree for a long time."

Yang Yan:?

"What I mean is," the black-robed girl said slowly, looking at her with an especially sincere look, "kindness, no matter how small, is still kindness."

A wordless silence spread between the two of them. After an unknown amount of time, Yang Yan seemed to have just realized what was going on and responded slowly.

"Forget it," she shook her head and turned to a topic she was more concerned about. "So, you're not here to take me away. You're just a kind-hearted Grim Reaper who happened to pass by?"

“Yes.” LL emphasized, “In the beginning, they were just passers-by who came to enjoy the 50% discount.”

Yang Yan naturally ignored the word "passerby" at the end and continued to ask: "Will I really die in a week?"

She saw the girl in black robe nodded without hesitation.

"…How did he die?"

After hesitating for a long time, Yang Yan didn't know what kind of mentality made him ask this question.

But unexpectedly, the girl in black robe shook her head and said she didn't know.

"The booklet only provides the identity information and time of death of the deceased, so as to prevent the Grim Reaper and the Black and White Impermanence from stealing your job by mistake." LL took out a familiar booklet from under his Doraemon-like robe, "Only the employees in the underworld know the specific cause of your death."

Yang Yan's current state of mind is just like someone who is anxiously waiting for an offer from an unknown company without knowing when it will be issued.

She breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing whether to be happy or regretful.

"That means I'm sure I'll be dead in a week."

LL: "Six days, seventeen hours, three minutes and forty-four seconds to be exact."

Yang Yan covered his throbbing forehead and said weakly, "Thank you for your accurate death prediction."

"You are welcome."

"I'm not really thanking you...Your personality will cause you trouble in the workplace." As a senior worker, Yang Yan earnestly advised the kind-hearted Grim Reaper in front of him, "At least in order to enjoy the employee preferential price in the future, you should try to change."

"You get what you pay for."

Luo Shiqin recited the words Yang Yan said when facing her boss's workplace PUA in Chapter 214 of "Please Bury Me at 21".

"A thousand wages, a thousand hardships."

The fake worker who was watching the lines read out calmly said, "Not worth it."

However, Yang Yan, who could not remember ever saying this, looked pitiful and sighed.

“…The workplace will teach you.”

The worker glanced at her and said nothing.

The topic of the workplace did not last long between the two sides, and Yang Yan, knowing that his death was approaching, showed a more open-minded attitude than before.

"You're going to die anyway." She took out her phone and checked the time, then said casually, "How about going downstairs for breakfast? I'll treat you and show you the local breakfast culture."

Luo Shiqin, who had not slept all night, suddenly had her eyes lit up.

Before leaving the house, she ate a piece of bread and choked. Now she feels her throat is blocked.

"Will you leave or not?"

Yang Yan opened the security door again, turned around and extended an invitation to the working Grim Reaper.

"Walk!"

There will be another chapter that will be a little late. I had a headache today, and after testing, I found that I have a low fever, so I will turn the big extra chapter into two small extra chapters. That means there will still be extra chapters tomorrow~