My Reaper is a bit fierce

After Xie Fanyu asked Fan Shaojun on WeChat, he yawned and cooked dumplings.

"Sesame oil, rattan pepper oil, chili oil, sesame oil, soy sauce, green onion, garlic paste, salt, sugar...a little vinegar and chicken essence." Xie Fanyu mixed the dipping ingredients evenly, and tasted it with the tip of his tongue, feeling quite satisfied.

"This kind of dipping sauce is delicious, but it is easy to taste in the mouth." Xie Fanyu introduced to Fan Shaojun.

After the dumplings came out of the pan, Fan Shaojun tried to dip a little bit, then took a bite and nodded: "Okay bro, this tastes good."

Xie Fanyu saw that he was not afraid of being burned at all, and couldn't help saying, "I really didn't expect you to wake up."

"I can't help it. I forgot to draw the blackout curtains last night, and I was woken up early this morning." Fan Shaojun took a sip of water, "What about you, didn't you run away last night?"

"No." Xie Fanyu was silent, remembering the failed mission yesterday afternoon.

"Leave quickly after eating." Xie Fanyu pointed to the door of his house, "I'm going out soon."

Fan Shaojun stuffed the last dumpling: "I'll do the dishes."

Xie Fanyu looked at him inscrutablely: "No, you are afraid that you will smash the kitchen."

Fan Shaojun didn't care, he laughed a few times, and went back happily.

Xie Fanyu cleared the dining table and took out his mobile phone. He scratched on it boredly, waiting to go out to work at night.

He didn't want to take orders for tuk-tuk taxis, because he wouldn't make much money from one order, so he might as well take a good rest in his free time.

What's the best way to decompress?

Xie Fanyu endured and endured, but couldn't help but click on the game icon.

He reassured himself that he would not play the last star, and if he lost, he would win that star back, and then stop.

His flag is very accurate every time.

After kneeling five times in a row, Xie Fanyu's mentality collapsed.

Team score: our team is 4, the opponent is 21, and he has scored three points for his team alone.

Is this still playing with snakeskin?

Xie Fanyu took a few deep breaths, his typing hands were shaking: "Please stop playing games."

Seeing that he lost track again, he only felt a pain in his head, angrily plugged his phone into the charger, turned on the tablet and went to watch a movie.

What Xie Fanyu watched was nothing but "Reaper is Coming". One thing touched him a lot: After being included in the death list, all struggles are futile.

He didn't doubt it at all before, but the last incident made him doubt it.

**

Meng Yongzhao took half a day off and spent two hours in the gym.

To be a doctor, one must have good physical strength. Sometimes one operation after another may cause the patient to sleep in the operating room without being cured.

He went ashore from the swimming pool, took off his swimming goggles, put on the towel on the lounge chair beside him, and walked to the locker room.

Several girls who were exercising kept glancing at him, but Meng Yongzhao pretended not to notice and wrapped the towel tightly.

Shi Tianrui had already changed his clothes and was playing with his mobile phone: "Go take a shower, I'll wait for you at the door."

Meng Yongzhao made an OK gesture, picked up a change of clothes and walked into the cubicle.

After 15 minutes, he got dressed and went back to find Shi Tianrui.

"I won't come with you next time." Shi Tianrui complained, "Back is sore, it's better to go back and accompany Xiaobao."

"I reminded you, it's better to spend time with your family on vacation." Meng Yongzhao packed up his things and walked out with him.

Shi Tianrui thumped his waist: "I can't help it, my physical strength has dropped so much recently that my waist will be abolished after sitting for a whole morning."

"Aren't you only thirty?" Meng Yongzhao felt helpless.

"I'll be 31 in two months, and I'm about to enter middle age." Shi Tianrui laughed.

Meng Yongzhao: "..."

"The older you are, the more patients trust you. It's better for us to be older." Shi Tianrui looked at Meng Yongzhao, "Yongzhao, you are not young, are you?"

"Well," Meng Yongzhao responded, "28."

"You can't do that," Shi Tianrui was a little worried, "I'm your age, and my wife is pregnant with Xiaobao! Why don't you even have a date?"

Meng Yongzhao: "It's okay, there's no rush."

"There are so many little girls in the hospital who like you, but no one sees you right?"

"……No."

Meng Yongzhao smiled wryly. He had his eyes on one for many years, but they didn't even add him on WeChat, and they... didn't know him at all.