“I am a loser and I hardly pay attention to whether the sun is bright or not because there is no time.
"My parents can't provide support to me, my education is not high, and I'm alone in the city looking for a future.
“I have found many jobs but have not been hired. Maybe no one likes someone who is not good at speaking, does not like communication, and does not show enough ability.
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"I only ate two breads for three days. Hunger made me unable to sleep at night. Fortunately, I paid my rent a month in advance and could continue to live in that dark basement without going outside to endure the winter.
Extremely cold wind.
“Finally, I found a job, and I was vigilant in the hospital and vigilant for the morgue.
"The nights in the hospital were colder than I thought. The wall lights in the corridor were not lit up, and it was very dim everywhere. I could only rely on the little light that penetrated from the room to help me see under my feet.
“The smell was very bad there, and from time to time the dead were sent to the body bags. We cooperated to help him move into the morgue.
"This is not a good job, but at least it makes me afford bread, and my free time at night can be used to study. After all, no one wants to come to the morgue unless there is a body that needs to be sent or transported away to burn it.
Of course, I don’t have enough money to buy books, and I don’t see any hope of saving money at the moment.
“I have to thank my ex-co-worker, if he hadn’t suddenly left, I might not have even obtained such a job.
“I dreamed of taking charge of the daytime rotation, and now I always sleep when the sun comes out, and wake up after night, making my body a little weak and my head occasionally throbbed.
“One day, the mover brought a new body.
"Listen to others, this is my former colleague who suddenly resigned.
"I was a little curious about him. After everyone left, I pulled out the closet and quietly opened the body bag.
“He is an old man with a blue and white face, wrinkles everywhere, and looks scary under the very dark light.
“He has not much hair, most of it is white, all his clothes are taken off, and not even a piece of fabric is left for him.
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"I saw a strange mark on his chest, which was blue-black. I couldn't describe the specific appearance. The lights were too dark at that time.
“I reached out and touched the mark, nothing special.
"Looking at this former colleague, I was wondering, if I kept going like this, and when I got old, would I be like him...
"I told him that tomorrow I would accompany him to the crematorium and personally take his ashes to the nearest free cemetery, so that those responsible for these things would not be troublesome and would just find a river and throw it away.
“This will sacrifice my morning sleep, but fortunately, it’s Sunday soon and I can make up for it.
“After saying that, I made the body bag and stuffed it back into the cabinet.
“The lights in the room seemed to be dimmer…
“After that day, every time I sleep, I always dream of a heavy fog.
"I had a premonition that something would happen sooner or later, and I felt that sooner or later something I didn't know if I could call it human, but no one wanted to believe me, and I felt that I had a mental change in such an environment and work.
It's not normal, I need to see a doctor..."
A male guest sitting in front of the bar looked at the narrator who suddenly stopped:
"Then what?"
The male guest was in his thirties, wearing a brown tweed top and light yellow trousers, his hair was flat and he had a simple dark round top hat on his hand.
He looks ordinary, like most people in the tavern, with black hair and light blue eyes, not good-looking, not ugly, and lacks obvious characteristics.
The narrator in his eyes is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a tall figure, long limbs, short black hair, light blue eyes, and deep facial features, which makes people shine.
The young man looked at the empty wine glass in front of him and sighed:
"Then?
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"Then I quit my job and went back to the countryside and came here to brag with you."
As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, with a somewhat cramped smile.
The male guest was stunned:
"What you just said is bragging?"
"Haha." A burst of laughter broke out around the bar.
The laughter stopped a little, and a thin middle-aged man looked at the slightly awkward guest and said:
"Apart from home, you actually believe Lumian's story. He tells it differently every day. Yesterday, he was an unlucky guy who was terminated by his fiancee because of poverty. Today he became a corpse guard!"
"Yes, what do you say is that it has been east of the Serenzo River for thirty years and on the right of the Serenzo River for thirty years, and you only know nonsense!" Another regular guest at the tavern said.
They were all farmers in the large village of Kordu, wearing short tops, either black, gray or brown.
The young brunette named Lumian, who was holding the bar with his hands, stood up slowly, and said with a smile:
"You know, this is not the story I made up. It is all written by my sister. She likes to write stories the most, or is a columnist of "Fiction Weekly".
After saying that, he turned his body sideways, spread his hands at the outside guest, and smiled brightly:
“It seems that she writes really well.
"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."
The man wearing a brown tweed top and an ordinary-looking man was not angry, and then stood up and responded with a smile:
“A very interesting story.
“What’s the name?”
"Isn't it common sense to introduce yourself before asking others?" Lumian smiled.
The guest from another country nodded:
“My name is Ryankos.
"These two are my companions Valentine and Leah."
The latter sentence refers to a man and a woman sitting next to her.
The man was twenty-seven or eight years old, with some pink on his yellow hair, and his eyes were darker than the lake blue. He was wearing a white vest, a blue tweed jacket and black trousers. He obviously had it before going out.
After some careful dressing up.
He looked quite cold and didn't look at the farmers and herdsmen around him.
The woman looked younger than the two men, with long light gray hair tied into a complex bun and wrapped a white veil as a hat.
Her eyes were the same color as her hair, and her eyes looked at Lumian with an undisguised smile, and she seemed only interesting to what had just happened.
Under the gas wall lights of the tavern, the woman named Leah showed her pretty nose and beautiful lips, which was definitely a beauty in a countryside like Kordu Village.
She wore a white pleated cashmere tight skirt, a small off-white jacket and a pair of Masil boots, and two small silver bells tied to the veil and boots. When she walked into the tavern just now, she jingled all the way.
It is very eye-catching and makes many men look straight.
In their eyes, this is a fashionable outfit that only big cities like the provincial capital Bigore and the capital Trier.
Lumian nodded to the three foreigners:
"My name is Lumian Lee, you can call me Lumian directly."
"Li?" Liya blurted out.
"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with my last name?" Lumian asked curiously.
Ryankos explained:
"Your surname is scary. I almost couldn't control my voice just now."
Seeing the farmers around him, the herdsmen looked puzzled and explained further:
"Everyone who has contacted sailors knows that there is a saying circulating above the Five Seas:
"I would rather encounter those pirate generals or even kings than encounter someone named Frank Lee.
"That person's surname is also Li."
"Is he scary?" Lumian asked.
Ryan shook his head:
"I don't know, but since there is such a legend, it will definitely not be bad."
He stopped the topic and said to Lumian:
"Thank you for your story, it's worth a glass of wine, what do you want?"
"A cup of 'green fairy'." Lumian was not polite at all and sat down again.
Ryankos frowned slightly and said:
“'Green Fairy'…Vertilizer?
"I think I need to remind you that absination is harmful to the human body. This kind of alcohol can cause mental disorders and cause hallucinations."
"I didn't expect that the popularity of Trier had spread here." Riya, who was next to her, added with a smile.
Lumian said "Oh":
“It turns out that Trier people also like to drink ‘green fairy’…
"For us, life is already hard enough, there is no need to care about more harm. This kind of alcohol can help our spirits relax."
"Okay." Ryan sat back and looked at the bartender, "A glass of 'green fairy', and another glass of 'spisive heart' for me."
"La Xinkou" is a famous fruit soju.
"Why don't you give me a cup of 'green fairy'? I just told you the truth. I can tell you the truth!" The first to expose the thin middle-aged man who tells stories every day.
The man shouted dissatisfiedly, "Foreigners, I can see that you still have doubts about the authenticity of that story!"
"Pierre, you can do anything to have a free drink!" Lumian responded loudly.
Before Ryan could make a decision, Lumian added:
"Why can't I just tell you that I can drink an extra glass of 'green fairy'?"
"Because they don't know whether they should believe what you said." The middle-aged man named Pierre smiled proudly, "Your sister loves to tell children the stories that "the wolf is here", the person who always lies
You will inevitably lose your credit.”
"Okay." Lumian shrugged and watched as the bartender pushed a glass of light green wine in front of him.
Ryan looked at him and asked:
"May I?"
"No problem, as long as your wallet is enough to pay for these wines." Lumian didn't care.
"Then let's have another cup of 'green fairy'." Ryan nodded.
Pierre's face suddenly smiled:
"A generous foreigner, this kid is the most prankster in the village. You must stay away from him.
"Five years ago, he was taken back to the village by his sister Ollor and never left again. You think, before that, he was only thirteen years old, how could he go to the hospital to be a corpse guard? Well, the closest to us
The hospital is in Dalége at the foot of the mountain, and it will take a whole afternoon to go."
"Take it back to the village?" Liya asked keenly.
She turned her head slightly and made a jingling sound.
Pierre nodded:
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"Then, he followed Ollor's surname was 'Li', and even the name 'Lumian' was chosen by Ollor."
"I forgot what I originally called it." Lumian said with a smile after taking a sip of absinthe.
It seems that he is not inferior or ashamed of his past being exposed like this.