Chapter 7: Leave it to me

Although he felt that the chances of success in this matter were not very good, Anxin still explained: "Auntie, you can rest assured that every time we go to deal with Xiaomin's relics, we will bring a camera and GoPro, and our finishing process will be recorded throughout the process, and you can compare them one by one against the video afterwards, and we will be responsible for any discrepancies." ”

Listening to Anxin's explanation, Chen Hui still looked very uncomfortable: "It's very good, who knows if you will be a ghost." Isn't it the right thing to say that you make money from the dead? ”

What Chen Hui said was very difficult to hear, and her attitude was also very tough, but she didn't have any overreactions. Over the years, it is not the first time that Anxin has encountered such a situation, and in the face of incomprehension and disrespect from others, Anxin can only remain peaceful.

"Mom, don't talk about it, will you listen to me?" Liu Daqiang stood up and finally eased the atmosphere a lot.

After chatting for a long time, Liu Daqiang finally entrusted the following laundry finishing work to Anxin. First, although the elders of the family participated, they didn't actually have any substantial help, and in the end, Liu Daqiang had to come forward to find someone, which obviously would have an expense and a favor; In addition, although there was only a short contact, Liu Daqiang could see that Anxin was a very professional person, and he had an inexplicable sense of trust.

But this time is different from the previous relic sorting work, Liu Daqiang not only entrusted Anxin to do the relic sorting work, but also entrusted Anxin to send Xiaomin's body or ashes back to Qingyuan County.

Although it was the first time to do such work, Anxin still agreed.

"In that case, it may cost a little more." Peace of mind or remind Liu Daqiang.

"The extra fare or something, we go out, you ......"

Liu Daqiang looked very embarrassed, and Chen Hui on the side said angrily: "Three thousand yuan is not enough, do you have to charge more?" You really don't save face for the dead at all?! ”

Anxin knew that the more this was the case, the more he couldn't let go, but considering the Liu family's family situation, the service fee for disposing of the corpse was waived, and only the relevant transportation and other expenses were charged.

When I returned to Tianfeng, it was already more than six o'clock in the evening, and when I arrived at the door of the company, Lin Peipei was waiting with a guilty face.

Everyone has their own unspeakable secrets, not to mention that the matter has been negotiated, and Anxin has not pursued it further. After so many years of experience, I am used to not wasting energy on such meaningless things.

Anxin didn't say anything, patted An Lin Peipei's shoulder, Lin Peipei seemed to understand everything, turned around and left.

At noon the next day, I ate a cold dish and a steamed bun with peace of mind, the diet was very light, and I bought two bottles of water and put them in my backpack.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Anxin set off to Minhua Community, which is in the southernmost suburb of Long'an District, which is not prosperous. Passing by the flower shop, I bought a bouquet of lilies with peace of mind.

The thirteenth floor of Unit 1 of Building 3.

At the door, Anxin opened the suitcase, first brought shoe covers for himself, put on medical gloves, carefully took out the key and opened the door.

The room is very small, only about 20 square meters, although the room is full of things, but it does not look messy at all. Anxin knew that this was a girl who loved cleanliness, so she specially checked her clothes before entering the door.

"Everyone deserves to leave with dignity and deserves to leave with dignity. Leave the rest to me. ”

Anxin folded her hands and closed her eyes in silence, which was also her habit, and she would say such a sentence every time before entering the deceased's room. One is to show respect for the deceased, but also to remind yourself to get into work quickly.

Anxin did not start tidying up immediately, she first carefully observed the entire room, observed the overall layout of the room, the placement of items, and took photos to record the state of the deceased before his death.

When I was downstairs, I looked at the exterior of the house with peace of mind, and although it was a high-rise, the building was not short, at least more than ten years. But the walls in the room were as bright as new, and it was obvious that Xiao Min had repainted the walls when he was alive. And judging from the details of the painting, Xiao Min should have painted it herself.

The floor is marble, the gloss is already low, but the crevices are clean.

After taking the photos, I sorted them out, and I made a plan for the relics with peace of mind. The most items in the room are some knick-knacks, notebooks and books, and there are not many clothes in the closet, but they are all neatly arranged. There are also some cosmetics and jewelry, and Anxin can see at a glance that those items that are not valuable are priced within 100 yuan.

The reassuring plan is to sort and label the knick-knacks in the prepared plastic bags, then organize and pack each piece of clothing in the clothes storage bag, and finally organize the books and notes in the room.

The peace of mind that enters the working state is meticulous and serious, and the pent-up desire to communicate is also completely released. She believes that every item has its own unique story and meaning, so even a small keychain will be taken seriously.

Time flies quickly, more than three hours have passed in a blink of an eye, but Anxin has only completed the first sorting work, and only the knick-knacks have been stored.

In order to facilitate the understanding of the deceased's past, Anxin put a sticky note on the outside of each plastic bag to record her findings on the sticky note paper.

For example, the key chain of the teddy bear has a note on the paper that reads: "Beloved things, carry-on, some special meaning." ”

It was already half past four in the afternoon, so Anxin carefully placed the sorted items in the open space next to him, and while resting, he re-sorted the recorded information of each item, trying to guess the special meaning behind the items.

Thirteenth floor, balcony, teddy bear keychain. At this moment, Anxin, who was standing on the balcony, looked solemn, her hands shook unconsciously, and the miserable white outside the window instantly pulled her into her memories.

Five years ago, when Anxin was still a sophomore in college, her best friend Qin Yanxin broke up with her childhood sweetheart boyfriend of more than ten years.

Over the years, Qin Yanxin was the first friend to enter Anxin's heart, perhaps because of the similarity in experience, the two were often together, and Qin Yanxin didn't care about Anxin's obsessive-compulsive disorder at all.

That morning, Anxin clearly remembers that it was half past six in the morning, and the other two roommates in the bedroom went to the cafeteria early, and she got up as usual, put the quilt and pillow into the storage box and put it under the bed. After washing, she was packing up her toiletries.

The storage box for toiletries was newly bought by her, and the lattice was different from before, which caused Anxin to quickly fall into a tangle, and the toothpaste could never find a storage compartment that satisfied her.

At this time, Qin Yanxin came back, she walked to the balcony with a lonely expression and stood in front of the half-meter-high railing. An Xin sensed the difference in Qin Yanxin's heart, but the obsessive-compulsive disorder made her unable to move for half a minute.

Bang!

After a loud bang, there was no one on the balcony, and by the time Anxin rushed downstairs, Qin Yanxin had lost his breath.

Anxin's bag also had a key chain tied to it, which was given to her by Qin Yanxin. For Qin Yanxin's death, Anxin has always been worried about it, if she could go to the balcony in time at that time, even if she cared a few more words, maybe Qin Yanxin would not jump off the building. After so many years, Anxin still often dreams of Qin Yanxin. In the dream, Qin Yanxin stretched out her hand to him and asked her, "Anxin, why don't you save me?" ”

Every time I think of this, Anxin unconsciously trembles in my hands.