My Death God Roommate

The two turned their eyes to the screen again, and were quickly attracted by the plot of the movie.

The artist in the movie once loved a girl deeply, but at the beginning the girl wanted to stay with the artist wholeheartedly. Days passed, time washed away the original passion and impulse, and bread defeated love.

The girl couldn't bear this kind of poverty and could not see the hope of life, and left the artist. Since then, the artist has been in a slump, and all works have lost their souls.

This scene deeply resonated with Mu Rong. In the painting world, Sang Yu's departure also took away all her passion for art.

Later, she switched to photography that she was not good at. She focused on shooting landscapes. What she liked most was all kinds of fallen leaves, even though those works were not appreciated by many people.

At the end of the movie, the artist wrote a suicide note to explain the future. He decided to seal himself in plaster and use his life to accomplish his last work.

Unfortunately, he didn't succeed. He was found by the landlord who came to collect the rent and came to the rescue.

The rescuers smashed the plaster, and also smashed the artist's dream and final courage. The artist who escaped from the death god no longer had the courage of the time, he chose to accept reality.

Years later, the melodious violin sounded again, and the youth troupe came to visit the elderly, but the artist sat alone by the window of the nursing home, looking at the scenery outside. This scene also resembled the ending of Mu Rong's world in the painting.

Sang Yu, an art student, feels even more empathetic to a depressive but profound movie.

The two walked out of the movie theater silently, and the sunshine brought back their thoughts.

Sang Yu asked, "If you were that artist, what would you do?"

"If I were him, I would switch careers. Since I have lost my creative inspiration, why be persistent, but if he chooses this way, this movie will have no artistic value."

Sang Yu smiled: "Let's go back to the hospital and get the results."

"it is good."

Fortunately, Murong is only slightly hypoglycemic except for anemia.

The doctor analyzed: Sudden fainting was caused by these two factors. He prescribed some oral liquid to Mu Rong, and then ordered Mu Rong to eat a reasonable meal. He usually put a few pieces of candy in his pocket. When he felt dizzy, he found a place to sit down. Supplement some sugar will be relieved.

After dinner, Mu Rong saw that it was late, so he handed over his body to A Miao, ready to start work.

Ah Miao naturally slung Sang Yu's arm: "Shall we go to the night market?"

"it is good."

Mu Rong opened his death record, and 15 minutes later, in the intensive care unit of Shanyang Central Hospital, a man died.

...

After running three hospitals in a row, after hooking up the soul of the sixth person, she opened the dead book again and saw a line of small characters appeared on it: Sang Yu, female, a native of Sacheon, died in a car accident, the location was a street outside the night market At the crossroads, time is twenty minutes later.

Mu Rong's brain was blank, his ears hummed, and the dead book slipped silently from her hand, and disappeared with a "swish" on the way to the ground.

When she came back to her senses again, she withdrew the chain of souls with a "wow", letting the six souls escape, she ran.

In the process of running, Mu Rong took out the dead book again and confirmed that he was not mistaken, but there were only 18 minutes left on the dead book.

She dialed Ah Miao's phone and prompted that no one answered it temporarily. She remembered that A Miao was in her body and could not answer the call.

She called Hao Jiefang again, but the shutdown sound came from the receiver.

With a "pop", Mu Rong threw the phone on the side of the road, the phone was smashed and disappeared.

She ran at full speed, and in the state of soul, Murong's speed was comparable to that of a speeding sports car.

Today is Friday, at around nine o'clock in the evening, the night market is just a busy time, the aroma of food is filled with people, it is not easy to find someone.

With ten minutes left on the dead book, Mu Rong floated in the air, searching anxiously among the crowd.

There are two kinds of death. One is the end of life. In this case, a countdown to death will appear on the person's head.

The other is death due to grievances, most of which are caused by accidents or human factors, and there is no countdown to death above the head. Sangyu belongs to the second situation.

This night market opened in a pedestrian street with a total length of about one kilometer. The street and the end of the street are crossroads. Two places separated by a kilometer may be the location of the incident, but Murong is only one person.

Time passed by, and for the last five minutes, Mu Rong still couldn't find Sang Yu.

"Authentic Qianxi fried chestnut with sugar, taste first and buy later."

"Authentic Qianxi fried chestnut with sugar, taste first and buy later."

Mu Rong lowered his head and saw a hand-held megaphone on a sugar-fried chestnut stall, repeating the advertisement recorded by the boss.

Mu Rong flashed with inspiration, took out a piece of black talisman paper and stuck it on his head, and dived quickly.

"Boss, how much is a pound of chestnut?"

The chubby middle-aged man was about to answer, but his body shuddered, and then he fiddled with the loudspeaker for two times. With a harsh electronic sound, the boss took a deep breath and shouted into the loudspeaker. Said: "Sang Yu, where are you?!"

The customer on the opposite side jumped, dropped the chestnut and cursed, covering his ears and ran away.

"Sang Yu! Where are you!!"

The boss yelled several times, and his body shivered again: "Eighteen yuan...hey? What about people?"

The horn made a harsh "buzzing" sound, and the boss bent over and picked it up, looking confused.

Mu Rong rushed to the end of the street as fast as he could, so he reapplied his skills to the owner of "Texas Braised Chicken" and shouted Sang Yu's name.

Ah Miao licked the last piece of meat on the lamb skewers, and licked her lips contentedly.

"Miao, don't eat anymore, you eat from the other end to this end, and eating it again will break your body! Let's go back."

"All right, I seemed to hear someone calling you just now?"

"No? Didn't you hear me wrong." Sang Yu lowered his voice, "Is it the person or the soul?"

A Miao pointed to the street entrance in front: "It seems to be from there, or let's go out from this entrance and take a walk to digest and digest."

"it is good."

Mu Rong's figure was like a bolt of lightning, constantly going back and forth at the crossroads on both sides, with the last minute left.

The car accident happened within a second or two at most, but she still didn't see Sang Yu.

Running, running continuously, back and forth between two intersections, staying at most ten seconds at a time, searching for Sang Yu anxiously, and then had to rush to the other side.

Mu Rong herself couldn't remember how many times she went back and forth. She couldn't wait to split herself in half and stay at two intersections.

Sang Yu said that she would settle in Shanyang City. If that was the case, when Sang Yu was a hundred years old, Mu Rong would naturally have her soul hooked.

But it definitely cannot be now, she is only twenty-three years old, how could she die here in vain!

...

A taxi driver in his early thirties, holding the steering wheel in one hand and holding his mobile phone in front of him in the other, said in a group of micro-kick: "Who gave this red envelope? I just got a penny, too stingy. Up!"

The passengers sitting in the back row couldn't bear it and persuaded: "Master, can you pay attention to driving safety? I grabbed the red envelope all the way and didn't grab a dollar in total."

The driver didn't care, he said haha, "Old girl, I learned to drive when I was sixteen. I have been driving for 20 years. I can drive this car with my eyes closed."

As if afraid the passengers would not believe it, he turned his head around.

Mu Rong finally saw Sang Yu. She and A Miao were walking on the zebra crossing arm in arm, with no one behind.

Mu Rong's heart "cocked". This pedestrian street is usually crowded with people, but when Sang Yu crossed the road, only she and A Miao were the only ones written in the death record that Sang Yu had a car accident. The place of the incident is undoubtedly here!

Mu Rong rushed into his body like an arrow from the string, and Ah Miao was squeezed out abruptly.

The passenger exclaimed: "There is someone ahead!!"

When the driver turned around, he was already less than five meters away from the person in front of him. He pressed the horn heavily, shaking his feet, and stepped on the accelerator by mistake.

With a "bang", the passenger covered his ears, closed his eyes, and screamed loudly.

The car against the long-haired woman who was hit by the car drove more than ten meters before the emergency brake stopped. The woman rolled out a long way and lay on the ground. After a few seconds, blood spilled out.

Sang Yu sat on the zebra crossing blankly. Just now, she heard a whistle sound, A Miao suddenly pushed her hard, and then...?

"Sang Yu, are you okay?"

Sang Yu turned her head and saw A Miao standing behind her, and called suspiciously: "A Miao?" Why was A Miao behind her? Who was it that pushed her away?

"Ah!!! It's fatal!"

The passenger and the driver got out of the car together. Seeing Murong in the pool of blood, the passenger called out.

"Murong!" Sang Yu didn't care about rubbing his broken hands, got up and rushed to the scene.

Canvas shoes, whitish jeans, and a white t-shirt stained with blood on his upper body is exactly what Mu Rong wears.

She was lying in a pool of blood, motionless.

Sang Yu felt like the sky was spinning, and she stumbled on her knees beside Mu Rong. The blood flowing from Mu Rong's body was stained on her two knees, warm.

"Murong!" Sang Yu wanted to hug her, but was afraid of touching Mu Rong's wounds.

She wanted to call 120, but found that her bag had fallen where she had fallen. She looked up and looked around to see the lively crowd, and cried out, "I beg you to call the police and call 120 to save people!"