The Man Who Picked the Stars

There was another crying sound from a distance, like a sharp and slender steel wire, ruthlessly cutting Jin Zaizhong's fragile nerves.The young man rubbed his hands nervously, his cold hands had already turned white under the water, and there was a trace of blood in the young man's strenuous scrubbing.

Kim Jaejoong touched the dead body today.

Everything was unpredictable. He watched in a daze as the cold body was dragged out of the car, carried into the house, and then cleaned and disinfected smoothly. When he finally recovered, there was already a dead body lying in front of him.Zheng Yunhao on the opposite side looked at him worriedly.

"In, don't force it. ’ He saw the man's lips move.

How did you do it yourself?There was a chill on his back, and the boy realized that he was sweating all over his body, and his body was sticky and uncomfortable.He picked up the towel in front of him, and the white towel kept shaking in front of his eyes, and his hands couldn't stop shaking.Then he stiffly applied the hot towel to the dead body, but his fingertips touched the creepy cold first.

In the next second, Zheng Yunhao violently pulled his hand away, and the towel fell to the ground with a snap.Jin Zaizhong raised his head in panic, but only saw his majestic and bewildered face in the man's shiny black pupils.

"You're going to interfere with my work, get out. 』A sentence without ups and downs instantly shattered the boy's disguise.

He walked out in a daze, almost in a state of defeat.

The previous arrogance and arrogance all became a joke at this time, and turned into steel needles that made his stomach hurt.He splashed another handful of cold water on his face and smiled softly.In Zheng Yunhao's eyes, he must look like a fool, a fool who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

Jin Zaizhong squatted on the ground, biting his arm desperately.

What are you afraid of, huh?Jin Zaizhong, you are going to die sooner or later, can't you even collect other people's corpses!

What are you afraid of, do you have other options now?How can I pay back the money if I can't even do my job well?

What right do you have to be afraid, what reason do you have to complain, this is your life!

The young man questioned himself fiercely, and let out a sob that went deep into the bone marrow. He didn't even dare to cry loudly, because he had no right, because he had no qualifications.

He did not.

When Zheng Yunhao came out of the mortuary, there was no trace of the boy.He stared at the water splashing around the sink for a long time, then averted his eyes.

The road is chosen by oneself, and no one can blame anyone.

Zheng Yunhao returned to the office, took a cup of hot water, and drank it slowly.This season his stomach is always very fragile, looking at those fragmented bodies day after day, no one would have much appetite.In the past, someone would remind him to eat on time, but now that person has long been buried in the cold ground with withered flowers, Zheng Yunhao never visited him again.

When you die, it means nothing.The so-called goodbye is just self-deception.

Yunho smiled sarcastically and drank up the glass of water.

On this point, he has always seen more clearly than ordinary people, and his life is hopeless.

He knew that the young man was suffering from everything he had experienced back then. He was unwilling to accept the status quo and wanted to break through the adversity, but found that he had a pair of broken wings and could not take off.He wanted to give the boy a hand, but he couldn't take care of himself.

After struggling at the beginning, he chose a positive and melancholy attitude. Compared with the pessimism and disappointment in adversity and disaster, he would rather have hope in an environment as quiet as stagnant water.This melancholy calms him down, he no longer dwells on the pain of the past, and it also blocks his enthusiasm that will never reach the top.

He's not doing well right now, but he's not bad either.Closing his eyes, Zheng Yunhao couldn't remember when his nerves became so numb. He still had a young and strong body, but he wrapped an old and decayed soul.

Zheng Yunhao closed his eyes wearily.

When the old man walked out of the cremation room, he thought he was too old.

The young man sat on the steps miserably and desolately, with a shattered fear on his face, his appearance was a hundred times more pitiful than when the old man first saw him.The old man staggered and walked forward curiously.

"why are you crying? 』

The boy shook his head with red eyes, and closed his mouth stubbornly.

The old man sighed and sat down next to him.

"I saw the dead body today, I was shocked, right? 』

The old man lit a cigarette, and with the swirling smoke rising, there was a hoarse and violent coughing sound.

"Do you want it? 』The old man handed over one, this time the boy did not refuse, the old man let him light a cigarette for him, put it in his mouth and took a deep puff.

"Suck it, suck it, it can soothe the nerves."If you smoke too much, you can die early like me. 』The old man laughed loudly, and his cough became more severe.

The boy didn't speak, just silently holding a cigarette.

"Ahem, so I said, what are you doing here, little doll?You shouldn't come here if you don't have a good time, here," the old man stomped his feet vigorously, "it's a place for dead people to stay. 』

"Are you dead? ’ said the boy coldly.

"Didn't I already have half a foot in the coffin? The old man's eyes widened, "I'm still counting on Yunhao kid to collect my body from now on." 』

"Then why don't you die now? I don't know if it's useless, it's disgusting to be alive!" ’ The young man sneered.

"Hehe, I want to die, but I can't.Do you think this life is cheap? My son said the same thing at the beginning, why don't you die? 』The old man coughed harder, and his whole shoulder was trembling.

"The most damned person in this world is me, who obviously despises everyone, but has the hardest life, and the King of Hades refuses to accept him." 』The old man laughed at himself.

"Good morning, early death, early death and early birth..." the old man murmured.

"It's not like that..." Jin Zaizhong looked at the old man's lost soul, opened his mouth, and opened his mouth in a struggle.

"You don't understand, baby, you are still young.For people of your age, death is nothing but fear. It takes us most of our lives to know that it is the final and stable destination.At this age, life is hard work. 』

"For days without hope, life is a kind of tribulation.For me, for Yunho, both. ’ The old man let out a puff of smoke leisurely, ‘We don’t want you to step into this circle. 』

The boy's eyelids twitched.

"Don't smoke so much, it's bad for your health. 』Jin Zaizhong spoke dryly, and squeezed out the cigarette butt in his hand.

"I won't die for a while, don't worry. ’ The old man flicked the cigarette ash, ‘Only you juniors can say such things. 』

"Isn't it right? 』Jin Zaizhong lowered his head sullenly, looking at the dry concrete floor at his feet.

"It's not wrong, it's just that I can't live without smoking.late.How boring to do everything right. The old man snorted, "However, there are too many mistakes, and you have to pay them back in the end." 』

"Do you have any family? 』The young man was suddenly curious. The old man was always alone.

The air suddenly froze, and Jin Zaizhong could clearly hear the sound of water droplets falling from the eaves.But the long silence of the people around him made Jin Zaizhong vaguely feel annoyed and uneasy again.

"……have. Fortunately, the old man replied, "But I don't see you again." 』

"……Why? 』For this damn curiosity, Kim Jaejoong spat at himself inwardly.

"When you can't do anything for them anymore, all you can do is stop bothering them. 』The old man let go of his hand suddenly, and the cigarette fell to his feet, and the old man stepped on it with one foot.

The boy looked at the shriveled cigarette butt, but said nothing.

Jin Jaejoong suddenly thought of the old dog who died on the side of the road. Most of his body was covered with maggots. Only his inorganic gray eyes were still facing the blue sky, clearly reflecting the stretching white clouds.Kim Jaejoong will never forget that innocent and dead look in his eyes.

"But isn't it difficult to live alone? 』Jin Jaejoong couldn't understand that he couldn't be alone in the crowd, even if it was an illusory excitement, he was willing to join in it.That's how I used to be.

"The person who cares about can live happily without you, and can go away with peace of mind with you.It's because I didn't do well before, and I have nothing to complain about, it's all my fault. 』The old man looked far away at the fresh green on the branches in the yard. It was a fresh and vigorous life, which was too inappropriate for him.

"Jin, don't be afraid of death. The old man said abruptly, "It is not easy to live well. 』

『Talk to Yunho, he will help you. ”The old man turned his head and seriously urged, “Remember what I said.Um? 』

Jin Zaizhong stared at the old man's cloudy eyes and nodded slowly.

Jin Zaizhong stood in front of Zheng Yunhao's house in a tangled state.

Today was his first day at work, it lasted 3 minutes, and ended in an extremely ridiculous way. Now he has no face to see Zheng Yunhao.

The boy took a deep breath.

The old man's words still echoed in my ears, "Talk to Yunhao carefully, you are afraid of death, this problem cannot be solved, you will never even think about going to work for the rest of your life, hum!It's still working, the little doll's talk is so funny! 』The taunting tone immediately made Kim Jaejoong, who had regained his strength, have the urge to kick him.

When I entered the door, there was no one in the living room.But Jin Zaizhong's tense nerves did not relax, he knew that the man was somewhere in the room.The boy went up to the second floor firmly.

As he expected, the man was standing by the phonograph with his back turned to him.The record is probably out of needles, there is no music, only the rustling sound of the record constantly turning.

Rustle, rustle... The boy started to approach the man, the sound of the friction of his pants and the record overlapped.

"I am back. 』

no respond.

Jin Zaizhong bypassed the man and stood straight in front of him, meeting his dark eyes that couldn't read anything.

"Yunho, let's talk. 』He called him Yunho for the second time.