After returning to the magic capital,

There are no stars, what seven-star graves, what true love for raising ghosts,

Liu Li only felt that the whole person was fine.

Especially when you're lazy and sleepy.

The days of happiness (depravity) lasted until Liu's father, who was far away from home, called.

I haven't eaten the vegetables he grew in a while.

Liu Li happily took the phone.

"Dad~"

"Hey, treasure......"

The old man first answered enthusiastically, and the voice on the phone was a little messy.

"Dad, where are you, have a white business?"

The old man sighed: "At home, something happened next door, hey, pitiful." ”

Next door?

That handsome handsome Xiaoshan is his family?

Liu Li remembered the boy who had once blushed and sat in the back seat of her heavy locomotive.

Liu Li's hometown lives in the middle of nowhere, and they live next door to the handsome hill.

Liu Li hurriedly asked, "Is there something wrong with the Shuai Xiaoshan family?" ”

There was silence on the other end of the old man's phone, and firecrackers and mourning faintly came.

"Liu Li, Dad, I just want you to be happy, people are sensible, in fact, it is only so many decades, it is very long to say, and it is very short to say short......"

The old man rarely sighed in front of Liu Li!

"Dad, what the hell is going on, or I'll take you to live with me."

The old man has never been able to let go of the one-third of an acre of land at home, and from time to time he has to go back to his hometown to live for a while.

"Bao, Xiaoshuai is dead, and the poor child hasn't graduated from college yet." The old man's voice was a little low.

Shuai Xiaoshan helped the old man a lot every time he went home from reading.

Sometimes I take him to school and send some susvenirs to Liu Li.

The last time I saw him, Wen Wen was a young man, how could he say that he would leave?

"When?"

Liu Li has to come into contact with white things every day, but the death of Shuai Xiaoshan still touches Liu Li's heart.

"The day before yesterday, the school sent his body back yesterday, saying that he died at school and committed suicide by jumping off the building."

"Suicide!?" Liu Li's eyes narrowed.

It may be that Liu Li's voice was suddenly raised, and the four little secretaries who were busy walking breakfast all looked over.

"I accompanied the body to see it, said it was a suicide, he is a poor child, you help bury it, and send his ashes back after cremation, I chose his grandmother and grandmother cemetery ......"

The old man's voice was a little hoarse, revealing distress.

Liu Li nodded: "Leave the rest to me." ”

After chatting for a few words, Liu Li roughly asked about Shuai Xiaoshan.

There were only a few classmates who had a good relationship with Shuai Xiaoshan when they came back, and the school was not accompanied by a teacher.

Liu Li has seen Shuai Xiaoshan, that sunny boy, as warm as the noon sun, will commit suicide?

Really?

Why didn't Liu Li believe it.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door of the funeral parlor.

A hearse was parked in the doorway.

The old man was in his hometown, and he held a simple funeral for Shuai Xiaoshan, and called a hearse to send it over early in the morning.

The fourth little secretary looked at Liu Li in surprise.

Liu Li, who was still wearing pajamas, looked solemn.

"Get to work!"

Liu Li was in a little depressed, and ordered the four little secretaries to open the door to collect the body, and turned to go upstairs.

Liu Li simply changed into smart clothes and came to the door.

The funeral home staff took out the body bag from the ice coffin, and Yuna and the doll found a cart and took the body down.

White body bags are bright red everywhere.

Ling Nai looked at Liu Li with a worried face.

Not only her, but the fourth secretary rarely saw Liu Li like this, so he heard her talking to her father on the phone in the morning.

The hanging heart fell to the ground.

Xiao Jiu knows that Liu Li has no relatives, who can make the boss feel so depressed?

Several people focused their eyes on the body bag.

The body was transported to the convergence room.

Liu Li followed the whole process.

Doll and Yun'er placed the body on the corpse table, and Liu Li sighed.

Xiao Jiu asked in a low voice, "Boss, who is he?" ”

Without a name, the rest of the work is not going to be easy.

Liu Li noticed that several secretaries looked worried, and she smiled.

"Handsome Hill."

“？”

"Is that the handsome guy?"

"Boss ......"

"No......"

The four little secretaries had different expressions, some surprised, some surprised, and even more incredulous.

The young man who came to Liu Li not long ago actually died like this?

The doll opened the body bag, and a blood-stained corpse lay quietly inside.

It looked like he was asleep, if it weren't for the blood stains all over his body and the long eyelashes that didn't move.

I really can't tell it's a corpse.

"Yun'er, doll, clean up, the wounds are all stitched up."

Yuna nodded again and again.

The four little secretaries all knew that Shuai Xiaoshan was a neighbor of Liu Li's hometown, and he was a shy college student who often came to the funeral shop to deliver souvenirs to Liu Li.

"How did you fall like this ...... at such a young age?"

Several people have seen a lot of corpses, and looking at Shuai Xiaoshan's bloody appearance and blurred back flesh and blood, they can roughly see the cause of death.

"It's suicide, I don't know the reason yet, let's deal with it first."

The four little secretaries nodded in unison, and Doll and Yun'er pulled the body bag open, and the blood had already congealed on their skin.

The two of them took clean water and carefully wiped Shuai Xiaoshan's handsome facial features with a small brush.

Under the cold white light, the doll and Yun'er wiped Shuai Xiaoshan's body clean little by little.

The dense wound on the back was finely sutured by Yuna.

Apply concealer, and Shuai Xiaoshan feels like he is asleep.

Several people changed Shuai Xiaoshan into a shroud together, and incense and paper money were placed around him.

"Let it be left overnight and cremated tomorrow."

The four little secretaries nodded in unison.

Liu Li took a bowl of steaming soy sauce fried rice and put it on the table at the foot of Shuai Xiaoshan.

There is a stick of incense sticking in the center of the soy sauce fried rice.

White smoke fills the room, and a burst of fragrance fills the room.

Liu Li lit the ever-bright lamp at the foot of Shuai Xiaoshan, and the room suddenly rippled with a faint yellow halo.

A breeze blew and lifted the paper money covering Shuai Xiaoshan's face.

The best funeral services of Liuli Funeral are all used on Shuai Xiaoshan, followed by a night of parking.

After the cremation tomorrow, Shuai Xiaoshan will have a pot of white ash left.

Liu Li sighed for a while, and several people were busy late at night before returning to the room.

"Let's bring the old man back in a few days......"

The old man was left alone in his hometown, and Liu Li was a little worried.

Although Shuai Xiaoshan has no blood relationship with him, Liu Li knows that the old man is sadder than anyone.

Liu Li took out his hand and called the old man.

The phone went through quickly.

"Dad, you haven't slept yet."

"Well, help clean up his house, and when Xiaoshan's ashes come back, I'll go to the magic capital when I bury them." The old man knew the purpose of Liu Li's call.

The old man is over seventy, and he is busy with farm work in his hometown alone, and Liu Li can't let go.

"Well, don't be sad, I'll bury him well."

There was silence on the other end of the line.

The old man's voice came slowly: "Bao, I always thought that the first to die should be us old men and old ladies,

It turns out that young children can also die,

Don't worry about Dad, baby. ”

hung up the phone, Liu Li fell asleep deeply.

Crunch,

door

The door of the containment room,

was pushed away by Shuai Xiaoshan......