I smashed the CP of me and the villain school grass

When reading later, the page is marked with a big "Completed".

Finish off its grandma's vajra gourd legs!Just seeing the tension, it's over?

Just as uncomfortable as some unscrupulous authors Calvin!

Besides, isn't the pit of this plot not yet filled?What happened to Jiang Ye?Did Song Zuan wake up?

Don't tell me anything, what the hell?

Song Zu'an tried to modify the ending status, wanting to write a perfect ending for Jiang Ye himself.

But he clicked countless times and there was no response.

It was still the half-dead ending state, which stimulated Song Zuan's nerves.

If Jiang Ye really left the Jiang family, how should a pampered young master like him live?

Although he asked his mother in the book to take good care of him, Song Zuan was still very worried.

"Bastard Reaper! The bastard system!"

Song Zu'an scolded thousands of times in his heart, but there was still no response.

A sense of powerlessness that "responses every day, and the earth does not work" fills the whole body.

He clearly promised to take Jiang Ye home.

He broke his promise again...

"Why don't I commit suicide, so I should be able to see the god of death."

Oh, forget it...

He came back because he couldn't let go of that cheap father. If he committed suicide now, wouldn't it be meaningless to come back?

"Why don't I kill Dad first, and then kill myself?"

Terrible, how can there be such unfilial thoughts, damn it.

Song Zu'an thought about it, and the method of suicide is not advisable.

In addition to Song Dazhu's worry, there are other risks. What if it's not the god of death, but the impermanence of black and white?

"How about I go to the hospital to guard? A careless person like the God of Death might take my head by mistake."

Song Zuan is a man of action, he stood up and wanted to go out.

But he was grabbed by the director of the orphanage.

"You just woke up, so you can't go out casually. If something happens, we can't explain it to your father."

"A father who put his own son in an orphanage and went to have a good time by himself, does he seem like someone who needs to be confessed?"

"Uh..." the dean choked.

"That's what I said, but we are still very worried about your safety. If you want to go out, you must be accompanied by Aunt Jiang." The dean pointed to the aunt who was the nurse just now, and said seriously.

"What? Auntie's surname is Jiang?" Song Zuan suddenly felt that this auntie became friendly.

The dean winked, a little puzzled, "Well, what's wrong with the surname Jiang?"

"No problem, no problem, I agree to let Aunt Jiang accompany me out."

……

In the middle of the night, in the inpatient department of a certain hospital.

Song Zu'an took Aunt Jiang along to inquire about the people who were about to die, but in the end they were all scolded as crazy.

Indeed, it's not very polite to ask people if they are dying soon.

"Xiao Song, why do you ask if someone is dead or not?" Aunt Jiang, as an accomplice, also didn't understand the meaning of doing this.

"Auntie, you may not believe me when I tell you. I did this to see the god of death."

"What? How could there be a god of death in the world? Have you read too many novels?"

At this time, the god of death hiding in the dark corner frowned.

It originally wanted to avoid Song Zuan and sneak away.

But when he heard that some people would not believe its existence, he immediately became angry.

Is there anyone who doesn't believe in such a wise, mighty, dedicated and entertaining Lord Reaper?angry!

It immediately blew a cloudy wind at Aunt Jiang.

Then it pretended to be high and drifted past.

This made Song Zu'an very happy, and immediately shouted: "Bastard, you finally appeared!"

"Xiao Song, you are too rude." Aunt Jiang taught Song Zu'an earnestly.

As an excellent socialist successor, how can you swear?

The Grim Reaper, who was ignored by Aunt Jiang, expressed his displeasure, "Hey, didn't you see me?"

"Ah?" Aunt Jiang turned her head and stared at the god of death inexplicably.

He also tilted his head and looked up under its black robe.

It was so dark that the face could not be seen clearly, Aunt Jiang reached out and tore off its hood.

The white face of the god of death was exposed in front of the two of them.

"Fuck!" Song Zu'an was shocked on the spot, "So the Reaper who tricked me into killing me is so handsome? He's almost catching up with me..."

It was a face so white that it glowed, and the long and narrow eyes that were world-weary revealed the majesty of divinity.

Aunt Jiang doesn't like this one, she thinks it's ugly, "A boy with a single eyelid? Ah, I'm sorry I got it wrong, it seems a bit inner double."

"Uh..." Grim Reaper gritted his molars, with anger written all over his body, "Jiang! Big! Mom! I've put up with you for a long time!"

"Why is the young man so impolite? What's your name, aunt? Auntie."

"My heck is the God of Death! Do you understand the God of Death?!"

He bared his teeth, his body was instantly enveloped in black air, and mysterious black totems covered his face.The sickle in his hand suddenly became bigger, and the blade glowed with a frightening cold light.

Aunt Jiang suddenly panicked.

She took small steps and moved behind Song Zuan, poking out half of her head, "He, he, he...is he really a god of death?"

"um, yes."

"Then is it too late for me to apologize?"

"Probably, maybe, maybe... it's too late, he seems very angry."

"Then you protect me." Aunt Jiang grabbed Song Zuan's clothes from the back, not daring to look at Death again.

Song Zuan was afraid that the god of death would sneak away, so he hurried forward and grabbed his hand.

It's amazing that it turned out to be an entity and could be grasped.

"Tell me, what are you going to do with Jiang Ye and I?"

"How else to deal with it? Isn't your business over?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, listen to this wise speech. You put me and Jiang Ye in two worlds, so forget it?"

The god of death put away the black mist on his body, put on his black hood again, hid his fair face, and said solemnly: "You two are too much, I am a god anyway, don't think I dare not take it away on the spot you."

Song Zuan was secretly happy, "I'm waiting for you to take me away."

The god of death wondered, why is the person in front of him not afraid at all?

Did Song Zuan realize that he was bluffing?It was discovered that the wrong person would be deducted from wages?

Don't be afraid of that, as long as you catch the wrong person and come back in time.As long as it is not discovered, wages will not be deducted. Isn't Song Zu'an a living example of remediation?

Reaper not only did not deduct wages, but also became a full-time employee after more than 900 years, which is great.

900 years in hell, but only 3 years in the human world.

Song Zu'an looked at the God of Death who was stunned in front of him, and emphasized again: "Take me away."

Death shook his head, "Please don't say such ambiguous words to me."

"It's fine if you don't take me away, but bring Jiang out too. He's already disappointed in that world."

"What are you thinking about?" Death moved his arm, trying to get rid of Song Zuan's control, "Jiang Ye and the new Song Zuan are living a good life, how can he be disappointed?"

"really?"

"Why lie to you?"

Hearing the news that Jiang Ye was doing well, Song Zuan was overwhelmed with emotions.

He should be happy, and the people he cares about live well, that's enough.

But a trace of unwillingness could not be restrained from the bottom of my heart.

He was somewhat envious of the "self" who could be by Jiang Ye's side.

And because Jiang didn't notice the difference, he felt a little disappointed.

Song Zu'an lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then raised his eyes and ordered the God of Death to say: "Give me your contact information, and you will report to me about Jiang Ye's situation at any time in the future."

"Good guy." Reaper directly said good guy.

"Do you really think of yourself as a god? I am a god of death, working for you? Want to eat fart!"

He snorted softly, turning into a wisp of black smoke and drifting away from the window.

He also dropped a sentence in the air: "Do you really think you can catch me? Weak chicken!"

Like the little idiot on the Internet who can't scold others and runs away.

"Come back! Bastard Reaper! Stupid Reaper!" Song Zu'an ran to the window and cursed in the direction of the black smoke.

no respond.

There was no response for several days.

No matter how many hospitals Song Zuan went to, he never saw Death again.

A month later.

Song Zuan bought a new mobile phone, and the assets in the book were inherited to the new WeChat.

When Zhao Shuping was asked to take care of Jiang Ye, he left most of the money in that world, and he only brought back [-] million.

Song Zu'an didn't have that kind of desire to achieve any great cause, he just wanted to be alone.

So he bought a suite in the suburbs and decorated it to look like Jiang Ye's bedroom.

Get back to your writing career.

But what he wrote this time was not a novel, but a diary.

It's not for making money, but for sustenance.