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The funeral home had few staff members, so Liu Yan, the assistant, even took care of the chef. After Wang Chunhua had finished eating, Liu Yan led her to her room, which was like an apartment, with its own bathroom.

Liu Yan looked at Wang Chunhua with a smile and said: "This is the director's dormitory, but the only pity is that there is only one bed, um... Where will Qian Lin come to sleep later? Do you want..."

Wang Chunhua raised her eyebrows, and seeing Liu Yan's hesitation, she simply replied, "Don't be too difficult, just let her come and sleep with me in the same bed, it's quite big anyway!"

There is no problem for two people to sleep in a two-meter bed. If He Qianlin is really the person she is looking for, it is better to stay by her side. If not, there is no need to stay in this funeral home.

Liu Yan was dumbfounded for a moment, smiled awkwardly, and cursed herself in her heart, if she had known what Wang Chunhua said, she would have taken Wang Chunhua to her room, and packed up her own things and came to live here, it’s really lifting a rock Smash yourself in the foot!The good private bathroom apartment was completely run away by my own broken mouth, I really wanted to slap myself.

Liu Yan shaved her short hair, feeling a little sad, and turned to call He Qianlin, when she saw a figure passing by the door, and when she saw the light body of Bean Sprout, she knew who it was without even thinking about it.

Anyway, Wang Chunhua was behind her, Liu Yan rolled her eyes carelessly, and shouted out: "He Qianlin, come here!"

The figure that floated past the door floated back again, stood at the door and looked in blankly.

Wang Chunhua was stunned, and turned around quickly. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on He Qianlin's body, and she could only see the light shining through the thin ears. The silhouette, the beautiful oval face and a very petite figure.

"Go and pack your things and move in with the curator!"

"..."

Liu Yan looked at He Qianlin looking at herself blankly, thinking that such a good apartment could not be her turn, she couldn't help being a little angry, frowned, grabbed He Qianlin's arm and pushed it out, and shouted aggressively: "Look at me What to do, if you are told to move, you can move, if my mother is 20 years younger, it is not your turn to sleep with the curator!"

"..." To sleep with the curator?Why should I sleep with the curator?He Qianlin pursed her pale and thin lips into a tight line, flung Liu Yan's hand that pinched her arm away from embarrassment, and looked at Liu Yan with a stubborn face, she didn't want to sleep with others, she was alone Why do people sleep well with others?

"Hey, I said, why are you so ignorant? You are the curator. Does the curator know? Your master has already left. If you continue to be so stubborn as a little girl, the curator will fire you. Let's see where you go Go make a living!"

"..." He Qianlin stared straight at Liu Yan without saying a word, but her hands hugged the railing of the corridor on the second floor tightly, her feet were like nails, and she refused to move a step.

Liu Yan felt a little nervous when He Qianlin looked at her. She is a dead child, and she has been with dead people for a long time. Even her temperament is so gloomy and unpleasant. If she was not involved in this matter, she would not bother to take care of it. What the director told me, if I don't manage it well, and if the curator makes things difficult for me, how can I make money from it!

After making up her mind, Liu Yan immediately softened her breath: "Hey, you child, you are naturally not afraid of these things since you were a child, look at the curator, a girl with a watery spirit comes to this gloomy place, she must be afraid Well, I asked you to go there just to strengthen my courage, after all, you are about the same age as her, after she gets used to it, you can move here again!"

He Qianlin looked at Liu Yan's expression with some vigilance, she looked more sincere, and thought of Wang Chunhua's figure running away from the morgue before, and she was a little puzzled. Why are strangers here afraid of this?The master said that if you don't do anything wrong in your life, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night.

"Qianlin, you also know that that person died unexpectedly today. A family member also encountered this kind of thing before, and was frightened to death. Have you forgotten? Only you and your master have learned a few things here. Hand, do you want to watch the curator be frightened to death by those things?

The few of us are all lonely. If we couldn’t find something to do, we would not come to this place. Since we came to this place, we never thought that we would be able to go out one day. We all stepped into the coffin with half of our body people.

After your master left, I treated you well, so you just listen to your Aunt Liu, maybe you have a good relationship with the curator. After she gets promoted, she will take you away when she leaves this ghost place. You are like this How can you stay in this place forever at such a young age? Your teacher entrusted you to me before he died, and Aunt Liu will still lie to you! "

The hand holding the railing was loosened, He Qianlin lowered her eyes, a little aggrieved, she likes corpses, so she is willing to stay in this morgue for the rest of her life, why do Master, Aunt Liu and Gao brothers all hope that she can leave here?

It is said that being a teacher for one day will be a father for life, and the master treats me heart and soul. Since Aunt Liu has moved out of the master, what can I do.

Liu Yan was overjoyed when she saw this, and quickly patted He Qianlin on the shoulder, and coaxed softly: "Be good, don't be wronged, that apartment is much better than the dilapidated dormitory you and I live in. I want to live in it." Can't live in it!"

Liu Yan rushed into the dormitory, and helped He Qianlin pack in twos and twos. He Qianlin had few things, but she packed two sets of clothes in plastic bags and stuffed them into He Qianlin's bathing bucket. She also put the mirror on the table and a bottle Sweep the used body lotion into the washbasin, stuff the bucket and basin into He Qianlin's arms, and then slam the door shut with a bang.

Wang Chunhua heard the noise and went out, looking at He Qianlin with great interest, holding a pink plastic bucket in one hand and a transparent washbasin in the other. She stared expressionlessly at the closed door in front of her, rolled her eyes slightly, and leaned in with a smile on her face. Standing at the door, crossing her chest with her hands, she lazily stared at He Qianlin who refused to look back at her.

After staring at it for so long, the door panel is almost pierced, okay?Is it necessary to dislike yourself so much?Originally, she wanted to see He Qianlin's deflated appearance, but unexpectedly, it took only a cup of tea, and He Qianlin actually stared at the door panel for so long, as if she was working hard on herself.

"Hey, I said, do you still want me to invite you in person?" Wang Chunhua rolled her eyes, but compromised first, stopped looking at people outside, turned and entered the dormitory.

It's really annoying, if you didn't find out your identity, you still can't help but let you give yourself face like this, don't make me angry, the end is not something you can bear!

He Qianlin blinked numbly, seeing that the door in front of her was determined and unwilling to open for herself, so she followed Wang Chunhua into the room with her own things.

The bathroom on the left made He Qianlin's eyes glow with joy, but the emotion came and went quickly, but disappeared in the blink of an eye. Looking again, those eyes were like an old well, Where there is still a trace of fluctuation.

"..." Why is there only one bed?Where do you sleep?He Qianlin quickly scanned the room. Well, there is a sofa next to it. Although it is a little short, it can barely make do with a chair for feet.

"Put down the things, let's go take a shower together!" Wang Chunhua took out a set of pajamas from the closet beside her, and when she turned her head, she saw He Qianlin staring at her.

Xiumei frowned involuntarily, and looked at He Qianlin puzzledly: "What's wrong?"

Wang Chunhua's eyes quickly swept over the heart that He Qianlin brought over, revealing a sense of understanding, she turned her head for a while and took out an extra nightgown from the closet, handed it to He Qianlin and urged again: "Let's go, Take a bath together!"

"..." How is this curator different from others?Why take a shower together?Is she so timid?Don't even dare to take a bath alone?

Seeing that He Qianlin didn't pick up the clothes, Wang Chunhua just looked at her stupidly like that, and couldn't help being a little annoyed. This person is so like this. She even handed her the clothes in person, and she dared to wipe her own face. It's really brave .

Thinking of this, Wang Chunhua's tone became a bit unkind, her eyebrows frowned slightly, her starry eyes shone slightly, and her voice was a bit depressed, with a bit of majesty in it: "If you don't take a bath, how can I see your body!"

He Qianlin's calm and unwavering face was finally stained with surprise and confusion. The master said that people should not show their body casually, unless it is someone who wants to marry her, but why does the curator want to look at her body now?Women can't marry women, no, my body must not be looked at by this weird curator.

Thinking of this, He Qianlin shook her head resolutely. In order to show her determination, she stretched out her hand and slightly raised her patched neckline.

Seeing this, Wang Chunhua's pretty face turned red and white, thinking that she was misunderstood by an immature child, she couldn't help but get angry, pointed at He Qianlin and cursed: "You are dirty, dirty!"

After finishing speaking, he angrily threw the bathrobe that was going to be handed to He Qianlin on the bed, picked up his own bathrobe, raised his chin slightly, like a proud peacock, entered the room with arrogance, without changing his expression. Wash the bathroom, and then close the door heavily, expressing my dissatisfaction.

He Qianlin looked blankly at the snow-white bathrobe that had fallen on the white sheet, and thinking about what Wang Chunhua scolded her just now, her blank expression deepened.