"Pillow Creek is dead, do you want to come back and see. ”

When I was delivering coffee to my boss, I heard a voice on the phone, and immediately let me miss the cup and drop it on the ground.

Expensive bone china cups were shattered, and fragrant coffee was splashed everywhere.

I crouched down and tried to clean up. But the boss asked me:

"I hear you. ”

"Unintentional ......"

"Let's get out. ”

"But......" I looked at the mess in front of me, panicked.

"I'll clean it up later. ”

I got up and wanted to leave, but I accidentally glanced at my boss, who had left his desk full of work and was looking out the window at the glitzy night scene.

When the door was opened, the boss said, "Turn off the lights." ”

"What?"

"Extinguish for five minutes. ”

One of the city's most expensive lots, in the heart of the CBD, where every inch of land is valuable, and the top floor of the Yun Clan's headquarters building, which symbolizes a position of power, is dark at this time.

The hour hand has just passed 10 o'clock. Because my boss had to work overtime, I had to accompany my secretary as well.

At this moment, I sat alone on the sofa by the window, using the light outside the window to digest the information I had just heard.

Pillow Creek is dead.

That woman, dead?

When the time came up in five minutes, the boss didn't tell me, and I didn't turn the lights on again.

It wasn't until after 12 o'clock in the morning, when the clock tower opposite sounded dull bells, and a new day came, that the boss came out of the office and said to me:

"Let's go. ”

The days are still going on day by day, and the boss comes to the company on time every day, processes documents, holds meetings, and meets partners. As soon as the end of the day comes, I leave without having to work overtime. I know that he lives in a small western-style building in the former French Concession, where the prices and properties are frighteningly expensive. He lives there alone, and I went there when I was delivering documents before, and I don't see any popularity.

That's probably it, go to work on time, get off work on time, don't socialize much, don't go to extravagant and flashy places, the reporter followed the photo for a long time, and didn't find out which woman he was too close to, so there were rumors that he liked the same sex.

I'm not a conscientious secretary, because I've had this illusion before. Until......

On the fourth day after the news of Pillow Creek's death was known, my boss suddenly told me to book a ticket to T City.

"Now?"

"Now. ”

I didn't ask him how many more of these kinds of tickets to order, or if he needed my company. Years of experience as a secretary told me that I was supposed to go.

Apart from me, who else around him knows that there is a person like Pillow Creek.

So, I followed him through security, followed him on the plane and sat next to him, and then got off the plane with him for a ride, and he didn't show anything unusual.

We didn't talk a word along the way until we arrived at a funeral home.

When I got out of the car, the boss said, "It's the third time I've come to this kind of place." ”

I know all three of these experiences.

Mother who died early in a car accident.

He became the chairman of the Yun family, and his father died in a sanatorium that night.

as well, today.

He stood at the door for a moment, as if looking at the number on the iron bar, and as if looking at the dense pine trees next to him, and then went straight inside.

I chased after him, whispering to me if I wanted to buy some flowers or something.

"Why do you want to buy flowers?" he asked me.

"It's like this when visiting the deceased. ”

The boss smiled and said, "What kind of old man is she." ”

Then he walked forward without looking back.

But when I say the old man, I don't mean the people I knew before, but—

Dead people.

After inquiring with the staff of the funeral home, I found out where the Pillow Creek Mourning Hall was placed.

The old man led us along, sighing all the way.

"That woman is also pitiful, the children are full-term. When she brought it in, our comrades in charge of cremation couldn't bear it, you know, before cremation, she had to clean the water in her stomach, which was to poke the knife in the furnace into her stomach...... The person who sent her hurriedly paid and left, and after the woman's ashes were turned out, our comrades helped pick them up in the urn. This mourning hall has been set up to this day, and today is the last day, and you are the first wave of people we have seen come to visit. I didn't know who she was before, I didn't look unhappy at all, I came in a hurry, I left in a hurry, chattering, and I didn't respect the deceased at all. ”

While he was speaking, the mourning hall arrived.

A very small room, with maybe only a few candles lit inside, and from the outside, it was pitch black.

The old man left, and the boss stood at the door.

It took me a long time before I went in to see what was in it.

"Posthumous photos and ashes. ”

I came out and told my boss before he went inside.

I didn't walk a few steps, and when I saw the black and white photo of Pillow Creek in front of me, I paused.

The person in the photo, smiling warmly, should have been taken a long time ago. At least as far as I can remember, I've never seen her smile like that.

The boss stared at the photo for a long time, and there was no expression on his face, which was a little more eerie than the atmosphere of the room itself.

"Are those her ashes? ”

The boss looked at the black box under the photo with his eyes.

I leaned over to see that the photo on the box was indeed Pillow Creek.

"Yes. ”

"Open. ”

"What?"

I thought I had misheard.

"Open. ”

I said with a bitter face: "Boss, Pillow Creek is already a deceased person, let's not disturb her ......"

The boss looked at me and asked, "Don't you dare?" ”

"It's a little bit. ”

"What are you afraid of. ”

"It's a dead ...... after all"

"Even if she dies and becomes a ghost, she is useless, what are you afraid of. ”

There's no way, take people's money and look at people's eyes.

Carefully, I opened the lid of the Pillow Creek urn, revealing the red cloth inside.

"Uncovered. ”

The boss was standing ten paces away, giving me a look in his eyes.

With trembling hands, I lifted the cloth, revealing the pale bones underneath.

The boss still stood there and watched, his eyes were scary, and he didn't say a word.

A few minutes passed, and I carefully said, "Let's let Pillow Creek rest in peace." ”

"You go and ask. ”

"Ask what. ”

"The child's ashes are not put together with hers. ”

I sighed, and could only trot to find the old man just now, and when I went out, I found that it was already dark.

When I came back again, I found that the boss was still staring at the contents of the box and took a few steps closer.

I said to him:

"Yes. ”

"What's the difference. ”

"What. ”

"What is the difference between the burnt bones of an unborn baby and an adult. ”

I burst into tears and whispered, "How do I know." ”

"Go and ask. ”

My instinct was that something was wrong with the boss, so I had to run and ask again.

"The child's bones have long since burned to ashes. ”

"Find a piece of cloth. ”

"What?"

"Forget it. ”

The boss took off his coat and spread it on the table. When I was stunned and didn't have time to stop it, I carried the box and poured all the bones of the pillow stream upside down.

"Old—"

My heart was completely lifted to my throat.

"Come here with a flashlight. ”

I walked over with a flashlight and saw a scene that I will never forget in my life.

The boss was fiddling with the pile of bones, with his hands.

The large bones were neatly stacked at the bottom of the box, and some small ballasts were laid on top. In the end, there were only a few debris dust on the suit jacket that could not be picked up by hand.

The boss wiped his hand on the sleeve of his coat and rolled it up and handed it to me.

"Lost. ”

"What?"

This is the Nth time today that I have questioned my leader.

"Take it and throw it away. ”

"Lost ...... Lose...... Where are you going?"

"Whatever. ”

"But that's ...... That's ......"

I was holding my coat and was overwhelmed. I want to say that it is the ashes of the child in the belly of Pillow Creek, and some of it may be her own.

"How long will this burden go with her? ”

I understand.

I took out my coat and found a plot of land next to the dark crematorium and buried it under a tree.

When I went back, the urn of Pillow Creek had been closed and was not placed under the posthumous photo.

The boss sat in a chair next to him, and the box was on the table across from him.

"You go and rest. ”

As soon as I walked in the door, the boss told me this.

"Then you ......"

"Leave me alone. ”

Looks like I'm planning to stay here all night tonight.

I left him all the cash I had with me and left.

When I went out, I turned my head to look and saw the boss move the candle over and put it next to the urn, and then bent down to stare at it.

I don't know if I'm looking at the box itself, or if I'm looking at the picture of Pillow Creek on it.

When I got in the car, I cried.

It's not about remembering the old people, it's about feeling sorry for my boss.

My boss is 32 years old this year and has been the chairman of Yun's for ten years, and I have been with him for more than ten years.

My salary and benefits are independent of Yun's HR department, and my boss pays me alone, and the salary is no less than that of a senior executive. Because I have to be more responsible for his life than at work. For example, take him to the hospital when he is sick, and usually buy him clothes and daily necessities.

Sometimes I wonder if my boss has any other preferences besides making money.

His daily necessities, accessories, as big as house decoration, and small as the choice of toothpaste, all go through me.

He always told me that it was good to be simple. There has never been an objection to what I bought.

Either because he is easy-going, or because he does not have a clear preference for his own.

My boss is 32 years old and still unmarried, and he doesn't see any signs of wanting to get married.

For so many years, not a single woman has appeared around, and neither has a man.

He has never expressed his attitude towards marriage, never said what is good about getting married, and what is bad about getting married. Even when he was forced to ask about him at the board of directors because of his sexual orientation, he only said that he would watch it himself.

I used to think that my boss liked the same sex or simply didn't have a need for it.

However, that was before I knew there was such a person as Pillow Creek in this world.