Because it wasn't a mission, Mustard Boat casually wore a suit of clothes, and he didn't wear that high hat on his head.

Her jet-black hair was scattered behind him, and she didn't wear the standard fanged mask.

But there is still a soul hook on his body.

"What is the anchor going to do so late, he is not wearing daytime work clothes!"

"It's numb, God's meow overalls."

I saw that Mustard Boat was still holding a teddy bear in his hand.

"Good guy, is the anchor so girly in private?"

"After all, the anchor is also a big American aluminum~( ˃̶̤́ ꒳ ˂̶̤̀ )"

Mustard Boat shook his head, "You guys think too much, I don't go out of the task now, I take some extra money, and by the way, it's just a direct broadcast." ”

Sailors continue.

"Are you poor?"

Mustard nodded, "Yes, poor to death." ”

"Did the underworld abuse you ghosts? Not enough salary? ”

Mustard was silent, "It's not abuse, but it's really not much." ”

"Good fellows! Do you really pay a salary? ”

Mustard asked rhetorically, "Otherwise, who will give them free work?" What do you think? ”

The sailor was stunned.

According to the description of the little ghost, the mustard boat flew all the way to an upscale community.

Stopped at the location on the seventh floor.

She hesitated for a moment, then finally passed through the wall.

……

"What is the anchor doing here?"

"I heard that ghosts can give people dreams, but I don't know if it's true or not."

"I hope it's just a dream, not someone has an accident......"

……

The water cup in the girl's hand was stained red with blood, and at this time she was lying on the desk, and the water cup in her hand fell to the ground, but fortunately there was a blanket, and the cup was not broken.

Mustard Boat glanced at the girl.

Then the teddy bear was clumped into a ball, and a green flame burned, and after a while, a teddy bear appeared next to the girl.

“！！！！”

"Tricks!"

"Muggles are forbidden to use magic!"

"It's too mysterious!"

Mustard yawned and put his little hand on the girl's forehead.

It took a few minutes to take his hand away.

She walked around the room for a while.

I saw a picture of that little ghost's head.

In the photo, there are two children of the same age, the boy is holding the little girl, and the two are kneeling on the beach, smiling unusually clean and sunny.

From birth to the age of nine, the photo came to an abrupt end.

In the photos that followed, only the girl herself remained.

Mustard looked elsewhere, the wall plastered with thank-you notes and newspaper clippings.

"A nine-year-old angel who saved seven families by himself."

"Hats off to the little angels."

She tilted her head.

The sailors in the live broadcast room also saw this.

A reporter suddenly patted his head and crackled on the keyboard.

"Do you remember a news story 10 years ago that had a million comments on the day it was broadcast?"

"The protagonist of the news, Zhuo Zixuan, a nine-year-old child, was brain dead in a car accident, and finally his parents reluctantly donated all seven organs of the child."

“！！！ As soon as you said this, I also remembered it, and I was very shocked at the time, after all, this is all a dead corpse, and I felt that this child was so great at that time. ”

"Wow wow. You're not talking about ......"

Mustard Zhou, who was watching the barrage, blinked, stretched out her small hand, took out the small notebook, and handed it to the camera.

The small book is written about Zhuo Zixuan's life.

"Well, that child's name is Zhuo Zixuan, and he asked me to drag a dream for his sister, after all, this girl won't live long."

The car accident caused Zhuo Zixuan to die on the spot, although Zhuo Siya survived.

But the body has also suffered irreversible damage.

She can live so big, all because she has been relying on medicine to hang that breath.

……

"There's no way to save her, it's so pitiful."

"My brother is so great, and my sister is also very good, she has been silently watching the group of people who have a part of her brother in her body!"

"My brother has always been there!"

……

Mustard Zhou sighed and said again: "My sister is about to forget my brother, so my brother's situation has been very bad recently, their parents seem to have died two years ago, and no one is remembering my brother, so my brother's soul is becoming more and more unstable." ”

"There are three kinds of human death, one is physical death, one is spiritual death, and the last one is that no one in the world remembers you, then you are really dead."

One barrage asked, "What if we forget about them?" ”

Mustard replied truthfully.

"They will disappear from this world completely, and if they are reincarnated, they will be fine, but if they are not reincarnated, their souls will be scattered. Maybe one morning, they don't exist anymore. ”

Seeing that the topic was a little heavy, Mustard tilted his head, "Do you want to see what dreams he made me drag?" ”

"Can you see it?"

The sailors all asked.

"I can see it."

Mustard boat waved his hand.

……

Zhuo Siya had a dream.

I dreamed of my brother who was still a child.

She cried.

When her parents died, she didn't cry.

"Brother, do you blame me for surviving, so you have been refusing to come to me in your dreams?" She hugged the teddy bear given to her by Zhuo Zixuan, crying very fiercely.

"I don't." Zhuo Zixuan smiled.

He touched his sister, who looked much older than himself.

"I'm just worried about you, you must be tired there."

Zhuo Siya wiped her tears, and said to Zhuo Zixuan with some joy: "No! Brother, let me tell you, I recently watched a live broadcast, and there is a very handsome young lady of black impermanence in it! Do you think you'll know her? ”

"Is the black woman impermanent? There are still quite a lot of them in the underworld. Zhuo Zixuan thought about it for a while, but he only knew a mustard boat.

Subsequently, he was a little sad, could his sister see the black impermanence? So soon, my sister is going to accompany him, I hope that time can pass a little slower and let his sister live for a while longer.

Listening to Zhuo Zixuan's answer, Zhuo Siya let out a somewhat lost "oh".

Zhuo Siya seemed to have endless words, and Zhuo Zixuan listened quietly on the side.

The backs of the brother and sister seem to have changed.

For a moment, the sailors in the live broadcast room saw Zhuo Zixuan, who had grown up and was still handsome, and Zhuo Siya, who was like a child.

It's still the same position, but everything has changed.

Everyone listened to their conversation with tears in their eyes.

……

"Brother, I miss you so much."

"I know."

"Brother, will you leave me?"

"I won't."

"Brother, you ......"

Can you stay with me more......

……

"Tear-jerking midnight live."

"Woo woo, what onions do you send in the middle of the night, anchor!"

"It's too good to cry, can you check what disease this young lady has, can you let her live for a while longer!"

"I've checked it, I've checked it, I'll wait, I'll wait."

Mustard Zhou looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and opened his mouth unprecedentedly: "When Zhuo Zixuan was in the underworld, he often played basketball with a group of little ghosts, and I heard him talk about wanting to go to the yang world to watch some basketball stars play basketball for more than ten years. ”

Everyone didn't understand the meaning of the mustard boat for a while.

"I mean, maybe you can let those organ recipients have a friendly basketball game, which can be regarded as making up for Zhuo Zixuan's wish."