Death Is Knocking on My Door

Lin Qi, an ordinary social worker, lived an ordinary life until one day a man in black robes who claimed to be the God of Death came to his door. The other party informed Lin Qi that his death was approaching in an unquestionable tone. / "Are you the God of Death?" "Yes, I received guidance that you will die in an accident in two months." "So? Are you waiting to take me away?" The god of death shook his head when he heard this. He paused, and seemed to have difficulty speaking out these words, "I'll... Let you live." / Across hundreds of years of life and death, I am waiting for you to find me, think of me, and embrace me again. The moment your chest is pressed against your chest, your heart is saying you love me. For those of you who are interested in this article, please, please add it to your favorites to help the author publish it as soon as possible. Screenshot taken on November 8, 2025. Intention: stick to the end.