What a horrible face!

The skin of the face, from the face to the neck, was torn apart by twisted folds.

The eyes and nose don't seem to be where they should be, the eyelids turn out, and the lower eyelids of a pair of eyes are exposed, revealing the flesh of white flowers.

The nose was gone, replaced by a sarcoma that couldn't tell what it was.

Bright red skin, full of large and small sarcomas, in short, there is no good meat on the face and neck.

There was not a single hair on his head, only a few handfuls of hair growing on the skin that had not been intact in the first place.

The rest were mottled scars and bright red scars.

This is a man who has been badly burned......

He saw that I did not speak for a moment, and seemed to be stunned by his appearance.

So I was embarrassed to put on my hat again:

"I'm sorry to scare you!"

I felt a little rude, so I quickly said, "No, no!" ”

"So you don't know me, and you don't know what I look like, so how do you know my name?"

He lowered his head and asked me in a low voice.

I was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"I'm ...... I'm a friend of Zhang Shumei! ”

"Oh? So how did you find here? Did she call you? ”

When he heard Zhang Shumei's name, his body seemed to tremble slightly.

"I ......" I was thinking about how to answer, but I couldn't say, well, I'm here to collect your soul, you're going to die.

Or maybe Zhang Shumei is a monster, so I found her house and prepared to hide here to clean her up.

I was a little overwhelmed, and I kept pinching a moon tree next to me in my hand, and I didn't know that the little sharp thorns were piercing my fingers.

"If she has committed something, you can tell me the truth! I, a dead man, have nothing to see through. ”

He whispered, and then came and opened the fence gate of the garden:

"Please come in!"

I was a little suspicious, but I followed him into the garden.

"Do you know what Zhang Shumei did? Who are you? ”

I walked out into the garden and looked at the beautiful garden nonchalantly.

Such a beautiful garden, but it came from the hands of such an ugly man.

What really happened to him?

He picked up the jug again by himself, walked slowly to the edge of the pool, took a full pot of water, and began to water his flowers again.

"This garden is so beautiful......" I gave a heartfelt compliment in order to break the dull atmosphere.

He ignored me, as if what I said, what I watched, and what I did had nothing to do with him.

"Twenty years...... I've been here for over twenty years! I should have died a long time ago, but I have been a living dead here for more than twenty years! ”

……

He said to himself, and I seemed to feel the emotions he had suppressed for decades.

He was trying to restrain himself, he was concentrating on pruning the branches, tending to the beautiful moons, just to suppress his uncontrollable sadness.

He shivered and trimmed himself.

There was no sound in the garden, except for the occasional bird call and the sound of the scissors trimming the squeaks.

Like an old man who knew he was about to die, he finally waited for the object he could recount, and began to tell me about the dusty past:

"I'm Zhang Shumei's lover! We've been married for thirty years. ”

"Ah......h

It was as if I had been thrown into a whirlpool, and I couldn't move my hands or feet no matter how much I tried to pull away.

"You're talking about Miss Zhang Shumei, the owner of the Elle Center??" I asked cautiously.

"Miss? Scold...... I think it is now! ”

He was silent for a moment!

"Are you from the Public Security Bureau?"

"No, I'm actually a ...... from the funeral home"

I seem to think it's a bit inhumane to lie to the person you're about to open up to you and talk to you!

What's more, I'm still his soul ferryman.

This person was already dead when he collected the soul before, and this was the first time he faced a person who was about to die.

I also seem to have a sense of reverence for death.

"Funeral home? …… She's dead? ”

He turned his head to look at me, and although I couldn't see his gaze, I could feel the question from the exposed eyeballs in the blood-red flesh rolling sockets.

"No, how is she?"

I don't know how to explain how I ended up here, so I have to say no more.

As soon as he heard me say that Zhang Shu was good, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good...... You're not from the Public Security Bureau, she's fine! That? Are you here to take my life? ”

He suddenly realized something, and the scissors in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

He looked at me again, his hands shaking, "...... you?"

He pointed at me tremblingly, "You are, you are...... You're here to take my life! ”

He sat down on a stone bench in the garden, and he didn't recover for a long time.

I have been staring at him in silence, I have indeed come to take his life, but how can I answer him positively about this matter?

"Is Zhang Shumei the lady of painted skin?" I slowly spat out the words "Mrs. Painted Skin".

I concluded that the man in front of me must have understood something.

But he kept it a secret, or he was alone in great pain.

"Ah......h

He burst into tears.

"You know, you know everything! I knew that one day, you would come and take our lives.

I told her not to do those hurtful things because of me, but she just didn't listen, she just didn't listen......

Woowoo......

She doesn't listen! She's gone crazy in the end, and she's not human anymore.

I'm not a person anymore, I'm not a human anymore, I'm not a human being, I'm like this, how can I still live in this world.

…… Woooooo ”

His whole body was shaking violently.

I watched him cry silently because I didn't know how to comfort him.

The scent of roses wafting in the wind revealed a hint of sadness, and the sky around him began to gradually darken.

When the last rays of the sun sank into the sky, the man who shivered in the wind still did not come out of his memories.

He cried for a long time before he stood up again, and seemed to calm down.

Trembling and walking inside......

"Come in!"

He looked at me, and it seemed that he had allowed me, the man who had taken his life, into the house, and he had made a great deal of determination.

I became a Grim Reaper......

I took a deep breath, and today, I was destined to witness a ...... from birth to death

I walked into the house, and the furnishings were retro and warm, with a sense of the seventies and eighties.

The room was covered with old yellowed photographs, and the walls were hung all over the wall.

What kind of good-looking people are they......