When the Grim Reaper Girlfriend Comes Knocking

Midnight, cloudy skies, a graveyard.

These were Gui Ming's three favorite working conditions as a god of death.

So when she hummed a tune and knocked on the door of a rarely visited mansion, in an unusually good mood,

she decided to be a little more patient with tonight's deceased.

The cold wind blew, the bells rang with resentment,

and the vermilion name quickly faded from the paper of the dead, like ripples spreading across water.

At last, the door opened.

A slender, icy-white wrist dragged Gui Ming inside and pinned her against the door.

"I've finally caught you."

The girl's fragrance, accompanied by a satisfied sigh, struck straight at her soul.

A burning kiss, blank paper of the dead, a strange girl.

Gui Ming's heart, which had been rising and falling, finally crashed.

Theme: Death is not the end. Forgetting is.