Open Coffin, Eat Takeout

Qing Bai, who prided himself on being carefree and living for the moment, spent four years cooped up waiting to die in a famous university. One day, after graduation, he found himself jobless and homeless. After gnawing on the last steamed bun he swiped from the school cafeteria, he decided to take a hard look at himself and step out of his comfort zone. He wanted to find a job where he could enjoy a gentle breeze every day, come and go as he pleased, earn quick money—and most importantly, deal with living people.

So, after numerous applications and reviews, he became a glorious food delivery rider.

But he wanted a gentle breeze, not an eerie, chilling wind! And weren't the customers ordering takeout a bit off? Would "people" really order incense, candles, and spirit money on a food delivery app? Were they living people ordering, or... a buffet? Was he delivering takeout, or... making takeout?

With a head full of unanswered questions, Qing Bai looked up, and an even bigger question mark hit him square in the face—why did the person receiving the delivery look a bit too much like his dog-shit ex-boyfriend, whose grave grass was already three meters high???

...Finally delivering his first order on time to the graveyard, Qing Bai's hand trembled as he pulled out his phone, only to realize that the app he used to register as a rider seemed a little bit off...

Ding~ You have a new underworld takeout order!

In short... "Are You Dead Yet" Takeout, mission accomplished, delivering meals to graves.

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Roughly... Fake calm, slacker bottom x True homebody, natural antique top

(Private settings are like a landslide, not a drill, no joke.)