The fame has not yet started, and the new book needs to be cared for, can you give a click and collect?

Because this book was originally a space test now.,So a chapter wasn't set up much at the time.,Now it doesn't feel appropriate to put it together.,So I sent it up according to the original first.,Star Dream promises to write these saved manuscripts in 2k、3k after the update!

Ask for clicks, ask for collections, ask for flowers, all kinds of ~!

…… Body......

I was woken up by the sound of birdsong in the woods, and these little things started to be noisy before dawn. I couldn't help but hug the quilt tightly and force myself to go back to sleep.

Just as I was half-asleep and half-awake, I saw that my scalp was tingling for no reason. I jerked my head back, and in the dim light, I could barely make out the layout of the room. The facts tell me that there is no one but me, but the feeling of fear has not gone away, and it has become stronger as time has passed!

Under the temperature of the air conditioner, I could clearly feel layers of cold sweat on my body. I recited the sutra in my mind - I had memorized it in my spare time during my work, but there was never a moment when I wanted it to take effect, even if it was just a slight calming mind.

I know, it's my nervous breakdown.

This sensory stimulation lasted for about half an hour before disappearing. After this battle, I was already sweating profusely and sleepy.

After taking a new shower, he sat in front of the window with his clothes closed, stunned.

……

My name is Liu Xiaosheng, I am 22 years old, and I have just stepped out of the comfort zone of university, and I have been introduced to this funeral home by some people my father knows - I am very happy about this, because I am interested in some supernatural events when I was a child, and I also want to work in the funeral home.

But my father, the president of the Liu Group, who is famous in the national and even world group rankings, was very unhappy about this. His original intention was to train me to be a qualified successor to the group, but because of the agreement we had made (not to object to any of my actions until I was twenty-six, and to let him plan it later), he could only blow his beard and stare at me.

When I first arrived at the funeral home, the work was thrilling, and the pale faces were serene, hideous, ordinary, or weird, and every time I saw them, I could have a great visual impact. I've woken up from nightmares countless times, but I'm still happy to do it.

Maybe it's a mental illness, right? But who knows.

Due to the great background of the head of the recommendation, the owner of the funeral home, Qiu Aba, still takes good care of me, and I can't use the dirty work, which makes me a little regretful.

Qiu Aba's original name was Shao Bing, and on the surface, everyone looked like he was smiling and everything was easy to discuss, but inside he was an iron rooster who didn't pull out a hair. It is also extremely strict, and overtime is never justified, and sometimes it is so bad that overtime pay is not paid (of course, this is a young time, and Qiu Aba has to be convinced by the "Labor Law"). Therefore, my colleagues are full of complaints about him, but they can only dare to be angry but dare not speak.

And I don't know who called the nickname Qiu Aba first, it was taken from the word "soldier" in Qiu Aba's name. In the early days, the common people liked to refer to those soldiers who were vulgar, had a bad reputation, and did not follow customs as "Qiu Ba", and the meaning of "Qiu Aba" was similar to this. Over time, the name "Qiu Aba" also spread. When we were not there, or when we didn't dare to complain, we shouted two sentences, and our hearts were really refreshing.