death office

At sunset, the setting sun burned the sky into a fiery red at the last moment before entering the night, sweeping through countless clouds and falling towards the horizon.When the last ray of light is gone, night falls.

"Smelly, bitch! Get out of here!" Accompanied by the man's furious voice, there was a sound of cracking glass.The entire room quickly fell silent after the sudden explosion of noise, and then the heavy panting of the man and the crying of the woman gradually became clear.

The woman's sobbing accusation seemed particularly depressing in the empty room: "Mu Yuan, you're such a coward, what else do you do besides drinking and beating women?"

The man was so angry that he grabbed the woman's hair and slapped her face with his backhand: "Smelly, bitch, do you need to teach me a lesson here? Get out of here immediately!"

The woman screamed and covered her face, crying even louder: "Okay, I'll get out. Mu Yuan, you, mother, don't regret it!"

Through a long and narrow crack in the door, a dim incandescent light fell and shone into a pair of black and white eyes.

Mu Lan stood behind the door, her eyes wide open, and she looked at the farce that was happening in the living room outside the room with a blank expression.This kind of scene has been repeated countless times in her limited memory. The man's growling and panting, and the woman's swearing and crying have gradually become a fixed state in her mind, so that one day she didn't hear it. It may even be a little uncomfortable.

The room she was in was not turned on, and she just stood in the place where light and darkness meet, indifferently waiting for the weak light in front of her to illuminate her, or to be swallowed by the endless darkness behind her.

She silently watched the figure of the woman staggering out of the room. Her disheveled hair and skirt stained with oil and scratched by glass were the last impressions of this woman.

It is also the deepest impression.

After that, she never saw this woman again, so that when she heard the word "mother" mentioned later, she couldn't even remember who this woman who only existed in her life for only five years was. What does it look like.

Because what I remember more is the men's heavy breathing, the endless darkness, and the countless bruises on the body that cannot be covered up...

Dazzling light shone into the room from the window, and Mu Lan blinked vigorously to get used to the soreness brought by the dazzling light.

"Are you awake?" Lu Xuan stood by the bed, looking down at her.With the light behind him, his entire face was hidden in the shadows, but even without looking, he knew that he must have a paralyzed face that hadn't changed for thousands of years.

Mulan sat up with her hands propped up, her black eyes fixed on Lu Xuan.Her expression is still as indifferent as usual, and her childish face maintains the maturity of seeing through the world, but her eyes are no longer the same as before.There is pain, despair, nostalgia, and helplessness in it, all intertwined to form a deep whirlpool, sucking all the light in, and never finding it again.

Lu Xuan looked at her, a trace of undetectable clarity flashed across his eyes.

"You remember it all by now."

Mu Lan nodded, and she looked at Lu Xuan: "Am I going to leave soon?"

Lu Xuan didn't say anything, and acquiesced.

Mu Lan's face became a little weird, it was hard to tell whether it was happy or sad.She was silent for a while, but still said, "I'm not reconciled."

"I know."

"You know?" Mu Lan smiled sarcastically, stabbing at Lu Xuan like a sharp knife, and even the tone of his speech was unconsciously sharp, "Of course you know! Otherwise, there are so many people, why did you choose me alone?" !"

Lu Xuan looked at her distorted face due to anger, but didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the room without saying a word.

"You need rest."

Looking at his indifferent profile, Mu Lan felt a deep sense of powerlessness emerge from the bottom of her heart, followed by a deeper anger.

Why was Lian Jia so surprised when he saw her profile for the first time?Why did so many people die abnormally, but he was the only one left in the office and became an assistant here?Why does it only take me three years to get the memories of my previous life?

Everything is just out of Lu Xuan's sympathy.

Cheap sympathy!

Mu Lan's fingers tightened the bed sheet under her body, as if only the pain from her fingertips could calm the anger in her heart.

"I think you may be wrong." Lian Jia suddenly appeared from the room.

Mu Lan looked at him with deep distrust in her eyes, but she didn't speak.

Lian Jia still had a little drunkenness in the corner of his eyes, but he was sober when he said it: "You think Lu Xuan is too noble. Do you think he is sympathizing with you? It's ridiculous. Except for his work, he doesn't know anything about it. There are redundant feelings. He chose you as his female assistant, which can be regarded as following the rules. Do you know why he chose you? Because you have too much resentment."

Mu Lan looked at him unblinkingly with her dark eyes, which contained too many unclear emotions.

Are you angry?How could it not be heavy.

He suffered inhuman treatment during his lifetime, and died in a car accident inexplicably, and even his soul could not be reincarnated immediately after death.But one death wants to sever the past completely, how can I be reconciled!

"A soul full of resentment cannot be a human being even if it is reincarnated. Besides, the hostility cannot be resolved in a short time, so I left you in the office. I originally thought that the longer the time, your The resentment can also be reduced, but I didn't expect it to speed up the time for you to recover your memory."

Seeing Mulan's eyelids drooping, Lian Jia didn't know what she was thinking, but he still told the truth.

"Probably because you have a lot of distrust and fear of feelings in your heart, and it happens that the task objects we contact are people who are obsessed with various feelings. This kind of contradiction makes your mentality start to appear. Change, so the memory is restored. This is what Lu Xuan called 'following fate'."

When Mu Lan raised her head again, there were tears in her eyes: "How could there be someone like me? I have nothing in family, friendship, love."

Lian Jia felt a slight pain in his heart: "Most of the happy people in this world are the same, but the unfortunate people have their own misfortunes. When you are sad here, have you ever thought that people who are more unfortunate than you should be happy?" How to do it."

A line of tears slid down her cheeks, and in her blurred vision, Mu Lan smiled softly: "Is there anyone more unfortunate than me?"

Lian Jia was silent for a long time, nodded and said, "Yes."

Mu Lan didn't believe it.

"Do you know? Before recovering my memory, I have been looking forward to getting rid of my heart knot as soon as possible and then I can go to reincarnation. I hate living aimlessly like this. Eternal life is simply a torment for me. But Now that my memory has suddenly recovered, I don't want to leave so soon, as soon as I leave, the past will really disappear, I am not reconciled."

There was undisguised resentment in Mu Lan's words.

"Why do those evildoers still live in this world, but I just died without knowing why! I'm not reconciled!"

Lian Jia sighed slightly: "Living is not necessarily a good thing, but death is a kind of relief."

However, Mu Lan was unmoved by what he said, her obsession was too deep, if only one or two words from Lian Jia could relieve her, why would Lu Xuan need to take her back to the office, Trying to kill her bondage with time?

"Alan, if you are really unwilling, just come with me," Lian Jia didn't intend to persuade, "I'll take you to see how those people who treated you badly are doing now."… …

Autumn is refreshing.The sky washed by the heavy rain is tile blue, clear and bright, like a huge, crystal clear gem.

Together with Lian Jia, Mu Lan stood in front of an old-style small building.

A small building that is almost exactly the same as the office.The gray and white exterior walls are covered with dense creepers, and the weeds around the house are overgrown, and as the season turns cooler, it turns into a decaying withered yellow.

The house looked like it hadn't been lived in for a long time, the door was locked, the windows were blocked by heavy curtains, cobwebs were everywhere on the walls, and there was a thin layer of dust on the floor.

Looking at the dilapidated scene in front of her, Mulan tried her best to connect it with the "home" in her memory, but found that those impressions she thought were deep were nothing more than that. Completely obliterated in the depths of memory.

"...I can't even remember what I have experienced here." Mulan and Lian Jia looked at each other and said with difficulty, "The painful life in the past, all I can recall now is that kind of pain gone."

It's like having a bad cold, and when you get better, there's nothing left.And all this disease can leave you is the uncomfortable feeling when you are sick, so that you can hardly forget it many years later.

Lian Jia rubbed her hair and smiled softly: "It's all over."

Mu Lan looked straight at him, shook her head and said seriously: "No."

It won't pass.

Those painful memories were like poisonous vines, which took root in her heart over time, secreting disgusting venom, corroding her heart again and again, and killing her remaining warmth.

Unless this memory is erased, it will never be the past.

Not far away, there was a rustling sound, the two turned their heads at the same time, followed the sound, and saw a drunk man in a dusty clothes walking towards them.

The man's hair was messy, as if it hadn't been taken care of for a long time, his face was unshaven, his nose was red, his eyes were half-open, and his face was full of drunkenness.

When Mu Lan saw the person coming, she froze in place, the blood in her whole body rushed to her head like a countercurrent, and her eyes turned red instantly.

"Alan...!" Lian Jia wanted to call her back but it was too late, Mu Lan's figure flashed straight to the man, grabbed the man's collar with her slender hands, and pinched her through the clothes. the man's neck.

Lian Jia was shocked: "Stop! Alan!"

But Mu Lan didn't seem to be able to hear, she tightened her fingers hard, the man's face turned into a liver color, his hands were scratching in the air, trying to get out of the shackles, his feet kicked feebly on the ground, and he was about to I'm out of breath.

"Bang!" Lu Xuan didn't know when he appeared by Mu Lan's side, grabbed Mu Lan's hand that was pinching the man's neck, broke it away and threw her aside.