[Comprehensive, British and American] Notes on trainee death becoming a regular

Sunlight leaked in through the gaps in the curtains, and the breeze squeezed in quietly. The smell of cornfields and the coolness in the air woke up the sleeping child on the bed.

"Wow!" Thanatus yelled twice energetically.

Teresa suddenly opened her eyes.

There was a momentary blankness in her mind, and the blurry world in front of her eyes gradually became clear. She slowly sat up with the quilt in her arms.

Teresa stared stiffly at the familiar yet unfamiliar furnishings in front of her, which was exactly the same as the small but cozy room in her memory. She remembered how soft the fluffy carpet in front of the bed was, how clear the sound of the small wind chime by the window was, She remembered that if she sat under the window, she would be able to enjoy the warm but not scorching sun in the afternoon and see the bright twinkling stars at night.

She still remembers what a warm and happy home this is.

Teresa rubbed her eyes, then suddenly paused, Teresa put down her hands blankly, her curly eyelashes trembling slightly, she still remembered how cold the wind was last night, very cold, very cold, cold She couldn't stand it any longer.

She kept running and running, with no direction, no purpose, she didn't know where to go, and she didn't know where to go, she seemed, there was nowhere to go.

She could only keep running, keep running, she hoped she would stop, but the wind was too cold if she stopped, Teresa didn't know how long she ran, she didn't know where she went, it was strange, she was not tired, nor Sleepy, she opened her eyes, terribly awake.

However, she met Clara...

Just like the silent night many years ago, Teresa quietly went out through the window to harvest souls, and she could always meet Clark.

And one night a few years later, she met her Clara again.

He is still the same as before, he is saving people.

And Teresa... she unconsciously touched the small scythe in her sleeve.

Death's scythe.

"Clara..." Before Teresa recovered, her mouth was more honest than her head, and she called out, very softly, almost lost between her lips and teeth.

Overheard by Clark.

Clark, who had grown taller and stronger, suddenly turned his head, and with his excellent eyesight, he saw Teresa, his little sister.

His eyes were still as clear and bright as before, as determined and persistent. He stared at Teresa, and there seemed to be light in the depths of his eyes.

She didn't change much, she only grew a little bit taller, but there was no difference from a distance, as if time had stopped on her body, as if time had forgotten this child, Clark couldn't control his ability, and he immediately appeared in Thailand. Risa picked her up in front of her.

"Sister! I found you!" I finally found you!There were hot tears in Clark's eyes, and under the tears was ecstatic ecstasy. He hugged his lost little sister tightly, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and the tears disappeared into Teresa's black hair.

From the day Teresa disappeared, Clark would come to Metropolis to look for her whenever he was free, but no, he never found his little sister. Clark was very disappointed and blamed himself. He made up his mind to find her. Teresa.

He has always been an optimistic person, so even if the disappointment piled up day after day, Clark never gave up.

He never gave up.

Because helping others in Metropolis attracted the attention of the media, Jonathan resolutely ordered Clark not to expose himself to help others, especially during that time, Clark felt very lonely, not only Jonathan, but also Martha no longer agreed with him. At this time, Clark misses Teresa very much, his little sister, if she is here, she will definitely support him.

It was also at this time that Clark remembered the scene of Teresa turning over the window. Once again, he became a lone ranger in the night. Even though he could not help as many people at night as during the day, he still felt happy.

"Sister, what's wrong with your head? Did it touch somewhere? Does it hurt? Brother, give you a blow." Clark looked at the little bag on Teresa's head distressedly. His attitude towards Teresa was the same as in the past. There was no difference, as if Teresa had never been lost, never left, she was the same and he was the same.

"Clara..." Teresa hugged Clark's neck, her voice was low and hoarse, and there was grievance and confusion that Teresa didn't realize. "Daibao, it's so hard..." Teresa said with difficulty After saying such a sentence, it was different from the previous complaints. This time, she really, really worked hard.

Her heart was so sad, Teresa blinked, her head resting on Clark's shoulder as before.

"If it's hard, just lean on my shoulder and sleep for a while, I promise, when you wake up, we will go home." Clark said softly, he didn't know what happened to his sister, but no matter what, he would stand by her Behind her, becoming her reliance, the mature Clark patted Teresa on the back.

Teresa closed her sour eyes, let out a small "huh", and fell asleep unconsciously.

Soon, he fell asleep, and Clark's arms smelled like the sun, warm and reassuring.

Hearing Douding's steady and continuous breathing, Clark unconsciously lowered his breath. He was afraid of waking up his sister. Although he knew that the sound would not wake her up at all, he just wanted to be more careful, more careful, okay. , take good care of his baby.

Clark's eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky. Those blue eyes were like the sea under the moonlight. Suddenly, a star fell, causing a circle of ripples, and then rippled around.

He was so excited, so excited, he wanted to fly into the sky and roar twice, Clark hugged Teresa tightly, and carefully controlled his strength so as not to hurt his sister.

He looked down at the little black dog looking at him, Clark raised the corners of his lips, he knelt down and patted Thanatus, the little black dog licked his palm familiarly, "Hey, Tata, it's been a long time gone..."

"I'm so happy, you have been with my sister all the time, you are her loyal little knight." Clark's eyes overflowed with a smile, and he picked up Thanatus with one hand, "It's time for us to go home."

He didn't care about being caught sneaking out at night, he hugged Teresa, his heart was full, "We should have gone home long ago!" He was so happy that he was about to cry .

He found his sister!

Clark couldn't do without Teresa at all. Even at night, he slept beside Teresa's bed, fearing that his sister would be gone when he opened his eyes. He could hear everyone's heartbeat, but not Teresa. Yes, he didn't feel at ease going to sleep next door.

He was afraid that Teresa came back, but it was just a dream he had. When he woke up, his sister's room was still empty, quiet and scary, and her sister was still missing.

Clark heard Martha and Jonathan talking in the morning. They didn't find him, and they had already hurried out to find someone. Clark ran down quickly.

"Dad, Mom, I'm at home!" Clark was already a big boy, he rubbed his curly hair and yawned, "I'm in my sister's room."

"Clark..." Martha breathed a sigh of relief, but it didn't take long for her face to reveal a hint of sadness, "Why are you in Teresa's room?" They have always reserved Teresa's room for her. , She had prayed to God countless times, praying that the child would find her way home.

"Mom! Dad! I found my sister!" Clark was so excited, he couldn't hold back the eagerness and excitement in his heart, "Last night, I found my sister!" He repeated and emphasized.

Martha was startled, her face was blank, as if she had received a wrong signal, she waited for a while before asking with trembling lips, "K, Clark, what did you say?" Did you find it?Finally found!Martha wept with joy, and she turned to the equally shocked Jonathan's arms.

Jonathan took a deep breath, but his eyes were also red, "Okay, okay!" Jonathan embraced Martha, with the same joy on his face. When it comes to love for Teresa, Jonathan is no less than Martha's. Ask, "Is Teresa upstairs?"

"Well, my sister is sleeping. I've been guarding her all night. Me, I'm worried that I'm dreaming." Clark scratched the back of his head stupidly, looking a bit like Teresa.

"Okay, okay! Let her sleep well, she hasn't come home, and she doesn't know what kind of life she's living outside," Martha couldn't help crying when she thought of this, "I, I'll go up to see her, Teresa is sure He's lost weight... I don't know what this child has become in these few years..."

Martha pulled Jonathan up the stairs, and Clark quickly reminded, "Keep your voice down, my sister didn't sleep very well." Clark remembered Teresa's frown when he woke up in the morning. Clark felt a little sad, and his mother said That's right, I don't know if my sister has been doing well in the past few years...

It must be bad, otherwise how could it be so small, it must not have eaten well... Is there no food to eat?

Clark was even more upset.

Clark thought of the height that Teresa was particularly concerned about, and couldn't help but wander for a while.

Teresa didn't grow much taller, but he grew like a willow bud that never stopped growing. His bones became tighter and his skin became harder and harder. Clark gradually grew into a strong boy. It is completely different from being thin and weak when he was a child. Now in school, no one will bully him anymore.

Martha put her hand on the doorknob, she wiped the tears from her face, took a deep breath, and pressed it lightly.

Teresa, what will become of it?

Martha thought that she would see a strange girl, but she didn't expect that it was Douding in her memory, and she was still so familiar. She hugged her little quilt, sat softly on the bed, and looked at her blankly and helplessly.

Martha's tears were instantly uncontrollable.

"Baby!" She walked over quickly and hugged the little Douding in her arms, her chin resting gently on the top of Teresa's head, "You're home, you're home! Do you still recognize Mommy?" ? And Dad, do you still recognize it?"

Children don't remember anything, so Martha pulled Jonathan anxiously.

"I remember," Teresa nodded, "Mom...Dad, Clara..." Teresa's voice was muffled, "Daddy remembers..."

"It's great, it's great!" Martha held Teresa's face in her hands, "It's okay to lose weight, it's okay, I'm home, mom will cook something delicious for you!" Jonathan stood by the bed, patting Martha. Soothing Sha's back, looking at Teresa, the serious man turned his head away and wiped his eyes.

Teresa looked at the tears on Martha's face, her eyelashes trembled, she stretched out her hand, and touched Martha's face with her fingertips, a tear fell on her finger, Teresa trembled, as if she had been scalded by something. As if falling asleep, she withdrew her hand and stared blankly at the tears on her fingers.

Then she put her hand to her mouth and carefully stuck out her tongue and licked it.

Salty, tears.

Teresa touched her eyes, why didn't she have tears?

"Why doesn't Dai Bao cry?" She asked, not sure if she was asking herself or someone else.

[That's right, Teresa has never cried, I just found out! 】

【What's the matter, I seldom cry either,】

[I didn't expect Artest to return to Clark after going around...]

[What about Nastark?Teresa's mission isn't done yet!The longer the delay, the more variables, who knows what will happen. 】

【Artest is already on the verge of failing...】

[Teresa, you can take care of yourself, oops!I really can't wait to harvest for her! 】

[Calm down, this is Teresa's trial, it's useless for us to worry, just watch. 】

"Don't cry, mom won't cry anymore. It's a joy to find a baby." Martha quickly wiped away her tears. She hugged Teresa and refused to let go for a moment. Like Clark, she saw Teresa's smile. For a moment, it dawned on her that she had never left them, as if the anxiety and grief in the past were just a waking dream.

don't cry, ok?Teresa blinked, she rubbed her eyes, but Dumbledore wanted to cry.

She wants to cry.

As if crying, the heart is not so uncomfortable.

Teresa caressed her heart, her eyelids lowered and her eyelashes trembled fragilely.

"I'm going to make vegetable soup for the baby, Jonathan, Clark, please stay with Teresa." Although Martha was reluctant to let go of her hand, she also knew that now she had to make breakfast.

"Theresa," Jonathan touched Teresa's head tenderly, "welcome home,"

"Dad..." Teresa opened her mouth, "I'm sorry..."

This time, no one said she was wrong, no one wanted to punish her, but she didn't know why, she just wanted to apologize.

Unlike the past apologies that could be easily said, Teresa was very serious this time.

She stood up and hugged Jonathan, "Dad...Daddy seems to...do something wrong..." She closed her eyes, recalling Tony's indifferent gaze, Teresa's voice was aggrieved and confused.

"Daibao...was it wrong?" She frowned, as if something was struggling in those dark and empty eyes.

"What did my sister do wrong?" Clark asked, sitting next to Teresa, stretched out his hand and gently smoothed the wrinkles between her brows, "Sister, don't frown, tell brother if there is anything, we can find a solution together!"

"Clark is right, Teresa, if there are difficulties, we can overcome them together, and if we do something wrong, we can also find ways to make up for it together, don't worry, we are always there." Jonathan stroked Terry with his fingertips The corner of Sha's eye.

Teresa pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Hmm..." Was she really wrong?Teresa's sluggish brain was slowly thinking.

"If you're not happy, don't think about it." Clark didn't like to see his sister's sad expression. Although there was no expression on her face, he could feel that she was very sad.

The Kent family didn't ask Teresa what happened outside these years. It was a scar, and they all tacitly refused to uncover the scar. It's fine now, Teresa is back.

They are all fine and everything can start over.

Teresa was scooping up the potatoes in the bowl, and she didn't touch them. Her little face was drooping, and her listless look made Martha feel bad. "Baby, don't you like vegetable soup?" She asked cautiously.

Teresa didn't know how she was doing outside the past few years, but seeing Douding, who had always been carefree, learned to be sad, thinking that she must have suffered a lot outside, Martha felt a sore nose, she Covering her eyes, she didn't want Teresa to see her red eye sockets.

"I like it," Teresa came back to her senses, "Daibao likes it." She hugged the bowl, "Daibao...not hungry..." She said blankly, her eyes were out of focus.

"Sister, how about we go for a picnic in the afternoon?" Clark saw his sister was so depressed, and tried to make her happy, "Dad is driving, let's take Han Qu and Tata, and go for a picnic together!"

Teresa turned her eyes to Clark, and her dark eyes reflected the expectant face of the young boy. Teresa's lips moved, unable to say any words of rejection, she pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

Martha and Jonathan looked at each other, and finally felt a little relieved.

"Oh yeah!" Clark clapped his hands, "What would my sister want to eat? Biscuits? Cake? Do you like apple pie? Oh, yes, sister, you haven't eaten corn yet! We're going to bake corn this afternoon!"

Biscuits... Teresa is lost in thought.

Mama Maria...would bake her little biscuits too...

Nini...and snatching her biscuits...and Uncle Howard's...

Teresa's eyelashes trembled, and she heard her hoarse voice, "Okay..."

[I'm so worried about Teresa... Can she complete the rest of the trial in such a state? 】

[It's useless to worry, Artest has to learn to face it by himself. 】

【Actually, I can't blame Dai Bao for being involved with humans, they are all very good people, and they all treat her so well! 】

[But Teresa is the god of death... she is the god of death in the future. 】

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Teresa thought that it would be a clear and peaceful afternoon, the wind was not as cold as last night, and there was no snow, but a little sun, a small and white sun hanging in the sky, only one With a little temperature, the sky is as clean as water, but it is only a touch of blue.

Teresa really thought so, just like Tony thought last night was a good night.

When the wind blew, Teresa was tightly protected by Clark in his arms, and the panicked cries of people could be heard next to his ears. Clark protected Martha with one hand and held Teresa in the other, and walked towards the middle of the bridge listening to Jonathan's words. go.

"Dad..." Teresa hugged Thanatus and lay on Clark's shoulder. She turned her head to look for it, only to see Jonathan still in the distance.

"Han Qu..." Walking too fast and in a hurry, Martha didn't take Han Qu with her in a panic. She turned to look at Jonathan, and could hear the beating of her own heart.

Seeing Jonathan's back, Teresa suddenly had a bad feeling.

She had never felt this way before, and at that moment, she grabbed Clark's sleeve tightly.

Clark also wanted to go, but he saw Jonathan's stop gesture.

Clark paused. If he wanted to go, he would definitely expose himself. That was the last thing Dad wanted to see...

"Clara..." Teresa's pupils shrank, and she stared blankly at the approaching tornado not far away. When she looked back, the parchment in the small backpack was indeed emitting a faint light.

Jonathan's name, is it on it?

She dared not think.

Teresa looked at Jonathan's receding back, and she suddenly felt a panic.

Teresa broke free from Clark without knowing where the strength came from. She ran towards Jonathan, completely ignoring Clark's urgent and terrified calls behind her.

Just a little bit faster, just a little bit faster.

Teresa thought so.

If only she could go faster.

If, if...

Well, she doesn't know anything, she doesn't know if Jonathan's name is on the list, she doesn't know, she doesn't know anything.

Teresa pursed her lips tightly. She bit her lips tightly and opened the car door forcefully.

[Artest!What are you doing! ] A god of death in the channel exclaimed when he saw this scene.

[Teresa!go back! 】

[Teresa, do you really want to pass the exam?Have you forgotten how many years you have been repeated?Have you forgotten all your waiting and hard work? 】

[Daibao...you are the god of death, you are destined, you are destined to be impossible to save people! 】

"Dad!" Teresa hugged Jonathan, and she held Jonathan's hand tightly.

She felt so warm and at ease.

"Teresa!" Jonathan's eyes widened in horror. He turned his head and glanced at the tornado that was close at hand. "Teresa! Go!" Is it too late?That's too late!

"No, no baby!" She shouted excitedly, her little face flushed slightly, "Don't be like this, baby!"

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