"I am a loser. I hardly pay attention to whether the sun is shining brightly or not, because I have no time.

"My parents cannot provide me with support, my education is not high, and I am alone in this world. The city is looking for the future.

　“I have looked for many jobs, but have not been able to be hired. Maybe no one likes a person who is not good at talking, does not like to communicate, and does not show sufficient ability.

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“I only ate two pieces of bread for three whole days, and hunger made me unable to sleep at night. Fortunately, I paid my rent one month in advance and could continue to live in that dark basement without having to go outside to endure the unusually cold wind in winter.

　“Finally, I found a job, keeping vigil at the hospital and keeping vigil at the morgue.

　“The nights in the hospital were colder than I imagined, and the corridors were colder than I expected. The wall lamps were not lit, and everything was dark. I could only rely on the little light seeping out of the room to help me see my feet.

“The smell there is very bad. From time to time, the deceased is stuffed in body bags and brought in. We cooperate to help him move into the morgue.

“ This is not a very good job, but at least it allows me to buy bread, and I can use my free time at night to study. After all, no one wants to come to the morgue unless there are corpses that need to be delivered or transported away for burning. Of course, I don’t have enough money to buy books yet, and I don’t see any hope of saving any money at the moment.

“I have to thank my former colleague. If he hadn’t left suddenly, I might not have even been able to get such a job.

“I dreamed of being able to rotate responsibilities. During the day, I now always go to bed when the sun comes up and get up when night falls, making my body a bit weak and my head occasionally throbbing.

“One day, the movers delivered a new body.

“I heard from others that this was my former colleague who suddenly resigned.

　“I was a little curious about him. After everyone left, I pulled out the cabinet and quietly opened the body bag.

　“He was an old man, with a green and white face. There were wrinkles everywhere and looked scary in very dim light.

“His hair is not much, most of it is white, and all his clothes have been taken off, not even a piece of cloth is left for him.

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“I saw a strange mark on his chest, blue and black. I can’t describe the specific appearance. The light at the time was too dark.

　“IHe reached out and touched the mark. There was nothing special about it.

“Looking at this former colleague, I was thinking, if I keep doing this, when I get old, will I be like him...

“I feel sorry for him Said, I will accompany him to the crematorium tomorrow and personally take his ashes to the nearest free cemetery, lest those in charge of these things find it troublesome to just find a river and throw them away in a wasteland.

　“This will cost me a morning’s sleep, but fortunately, it’s Sunday soon, so I can make up for it.

　“After saying that, I’ll do it Put it in the body bag and stuff it back into the cupboard.

　“The lights in the room seemed to be getting darker...

　“After that day, every time I went to bed, I always dreamed of a thick fog.

　“I had a premonition that something would happen soon. I had a premonition that sooner or later something that could not be called a human would come to me, but no one wanted to believe me. They felt that I was in such an environment. In a job like that, my mind becomes abnormal and I need to see a doctor..."

A male customer sitting in front of the bar looked at the narrator who suddenly stopped:
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"What then?"

This male guest is in his thirties, wearing a brown tweed top and light yellow trousers, his hair is flattened, and he has a simple hat at hand. dark round hat.

He looks ordinary, like most people in the tavern, with black hair and light blue eyes. He is not good-looking or ugly, and lacks obvious features.

The narrator in his eyes is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a tall and straight body, slender limbs, the same short black hair, light blue eyes, but profound facial features that can make people shine. .

The young man looked at the empty wine glass in front of him and sighed:

“Then?

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“Then I will resign and go back to the countryside, and come here to brag with you. ”

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, with a somewhat narrow-minded smile.

The male guest was startled for a moment:

　“Are you bragging about what you just said? ”

　“Haha. "A burst of laughter erupted around the bar.

The laughter subsided for a while, and a thin middle-aged man looked at the slightly embarrassed guest and said:

" Foreign country Man, you actually believe Lumian’s story. He tells it differently every day. Yesterday he was an unlucky guy whose fiancée broke off his engagement because of poverty. Today he has becomeBodyguard! "

"Yes, what you said about thirty years on the east side of the Serenzo River and thirty years on the right side of the Serenzo River is just nonsense! "Another tavern regular followed.

They are all farmers from the large village of Kordu, wearing black, gray or brown short jackets.

They are called Lumian's black-haired young man supported the bar with both hands, stood up slowly, and said with a smile:

"You know, this is not a story I made up, it was all written by my sister. She What I like most about writing stories is that I am a columnist for "The Weekly". "

After speaking, he turned sideways, spread his hands to the foreign guest, and said with a bright smile:

"It seems that she wrote really well.

"I'm sorry, you misunderstood."

The ordinary-looking man in a brown tweed jacket was lifeless. He stood up and responded with a smile:
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　“Very interesting story.

　“What do you call it? ”

“Isn’t it common sense to introduce yourself before asking others? Lumian smiled.

The guest from out of town nodded:

“My name is Len Cos.

“These two are my companions Valentine and Liya.”

The latter sentence refers to the man and woman sitting next to them.

The man is twenty-seven or eighty years old, with yellow hair covered with a little powder, not too big eyes with a color darker than the lake blue, wearing a white vest, a blue tweed jacket and Wearing black trousers, she had obviously dressed up carefully before going out.

He looked quite indifferent and rarely looked at the farmers and herdsmen around him.

The woman looked younger than the two men. Her long light gray hair was tied into a complicated bun, and she wore a white veil that served as a hat.

Her eyes were the same color as her hair, and she looked at Lumian with an undisguised smile. She seemed to only find what happened just now interesting.

Under the illumination of the gas wall lamp in the tavern, the woman named Liya showed off her pretty nose and gracefully curved lips. She was definitely a beauty in a countryside like Kordu Village.

She was wearing a white pleated cashmere tight skirt, an off-white coat and a pair of Marcel boots. She also had two small silver bells tied to her veil and boots. She just walked into the pub While walking, it jingled all the way, which was very eye-catching and made many men stare straight.

In their eyes, this must be Bigor, the provincial capital, and Trinidad, the capital.This is a fashionable dress that can only be found in big cities.

Lumian nodded to the three outsiders:

"My name is Lumian. Li, you can just call me Lumian."

“Li?” Liya blurted out.

"What's wrong, is there something wrong with my last name?" Lumian asked curiously.

Ryan Kos explained to Liya:

“Your last name is scary, I almost couldn’t control my voice just now.”
< br /> Seeing the confused expressions of the farmers and herdsmen around him, he further explained:

"Everyone who has been in contact with sailors and maritime merchants knows that there is such a saying spread across the five seas:

“I would rather encounter those pirate generals or even kings than a man named Frank Lee.

“That person’s last name is also Li.”

“Is he scary?” Lumian asked.

Ryan shook his head:

“I don’t know, but since there is such a legend, it must not be bad.”

He stopped After talking about this topic, he said to Lumian:

"Thank you for your story, it is worth a glass of wine. What do you want?"

"A glass of 'Green Fairy'." Lumian was not polite at all and sat down again.

Ryan Kos frowned slightly and said:

"'Green Fairy'... absinthe?

"I think I need to remind you In short, wormwood is harmful to the human body. This kind of wine may cause insanity and make you hallucinate. ”

“I didn’t expect that the trend in Trier had spread here. "Liya next to her added with a smile.

Lumian said "Oh":

"It turns out that people in Trier also like to drink 'Green Fairy'...

　“For us, life is hard enough, there is no need to care about a little more harm. This kind of wine can make our spirits more relaxed.”

"Okay." Ryan sat back and looked at the bartender, "A glass of 'Green Fairy' and a glass of 'Spicy Heart' for me."

"Spicy Heart" is a famous fruit shochu .

"Why don't you give me a cup of 'Green Fairy'? I told you the truth just now, and I can also tell you the truth about this kid!" The first person to expose Lumian every day The thin middle-aged man who was all telling stories shouted dissatisfiedly, "Foreigners,I can see that you still have doubts about the authenticity of that story! "

"Pierre, you can do anything to get a free glass of wine! Lumian responded loudly.

Before Ryan could make a decision, Lumian added:

“Why can’t I speak for myself, then I can still do it? One more glass of 'Green Fairy'? "

"Because they don't know whether to believe what you said. "The middle-aged man named Pierre said with a proud smile, "Your sister's favorite story to tell the children is 'The Wolf Cried'. People who always lie will definitely lose their credibility. ”

　“Okay. " Lumian shrugged his shoulders and watched the bartender push a glass of light green wine in front of him.

Ryan looked at him and asked:

"Is that okay? ? ”

“No problem, as long as your wallet is enough to pay for these drinks. "Lumian didn't care at all.

"Then let's have another cup of 'Green Fairy'. "Lian nodded.

Pierre suddenly smiled:

"You generous stranger, this kid is the most prankster in the village. You must leave. He stays away.

"Five years ago, he was brought back to the village by his sister Aurore and never left again. You think about it, before that, he was only thirteen years old, how could he go to the hospital to guard the corpse? People? Well, the nearest hospital to us is in Daliez down the mountain. It takes a whole afternoon to walk."

"Take it back to the village?" Liya asked keenly.

She tilted her head slightly, making a tinkling sound.

Pierre nodded:

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"Then, his surname was 'Li' after Aurore, and even the name 'Lumian' was given by Aurore."

"What was his original name? I forgot about it." Lumian took a sip of absinthe and said with a smile.

It seems that he has no sense of inferiority or shame at all about his past being revealed in this way.