death office

That memory is still warm in retrospect.

Sitting next to Mu Lan, Ji Ling asked, "How old are you?"

This question is a bit abrupt, and Mu Lan is usually about twelve or thirteen years old by looking at her appearance, and most of the people who can come to this place have some special hobbies, and they already knew the general idea when they contacted the intermediary.But when he saw Mu Lan's eyes, Ji Ling still couldn't help asking.

Different from those little girls who are really in their teens, Mu Lan's eyes are black and white, but apart from the same hopelessness and numbness towards life as those little girls, she also has the ability to see through the vicissitudes of the world, and that sense of vicissitudes should not be an experience Children who are not deep should have it.

Mulan was a little flustered by his sudden question. Although the age issue was a secret between herself and the guests, her real age was not like this.Should she tell the truth, should she tell the truth, and what will be the consequences after she finishes speaking?She couldn't think about these things, she hesitated for a moment, and still told the truth in a strange way.

"eighteen."

A trace of surprise flashed in Ji Ling's eyes, and he nodded immediately, without saying anything, and did not continue to entangle on this issue.Mu Lan looked at him anxiously, seeing that he wasn't angry at being deceived at all, her heart sank slightly.

"Still, haven't you started yet?" She didn't know why Ji Ling didn't ask her to go into the room to do some business, but kept chatting with herself. In fact, she didn't know what to say at all. She felt embarrassed. It was something that had never happened before those men.

Ji Ling may not have realized what she meant at the beginning, and then smiled suddenly after a while, and nodded: "You go take a bath first."

Does he think he is dirty?Mu Lan felt a little bitter in her heart, but she didn't intend to disobey him at all, so she nodded and walked towards the bathroom.

When she finished washing and came out in her nightgown, Ji Ling was already sitting on the bed in her own room.Seeing her wiping her hair, Ji Ling took her hand, brought her towel over, let her sit on the edge of the bed with her back to him, and then gently wiped it for her.

Mu Lan froze and didn't dare to move, feeling Ji Ling's fingers passing through her hair, so gentle, just like the feeling her mother gave her many years ago.The room was dim, she couldn't see anything clearly, and the touch from the hair became clearer.

"How did you do this?" Ji Ling's hand touched her neck, gently stroking a little red mark on it.

Mu Lan unnaturally covered the scar with her hand: "It was accidentally scratched." Ji Ling tactfully didn't ask further.

That night was the night Mu Lan felt that time passed the fastest. Ji Ling's actions were as gentle and gentle as he seemed to others.Mulan had never been treated so gently before, Ji Ling even asked her softly before entering her if it hurt.She shook her head blankly, only feeling that her eyes were sore and swollen, which made her want to cry.

They only did it once that night. Afterwards, Mu Lan lay in Ji Ling's arms and felt him gently caressing her back. Thin goosebumps.

She finally couldn't help crying.

"What's wrong?" Ji Ling asked with concern.

Mu Lan just shook her head and closed her eyes, crying, without saying anything.Ji Ling patted her on the back reassuringly, comforting her silently.

"I don't know why I came here." When Mulan finally stopped sobbing and looked at herself with red eyes, Ji Ling couldn't help but said, "Actually, I..."

He paused, as if he was considering how to speak: "Actually, I am not a person with such a special hobby, and I have never had any unspeakable desires or desires for other little girls before. I just miss her so much, I'm sorry. I know it's not fair to you to say this, but I did come here with a very guilty mind, because I promised her that I wouldn't betray her, but I broke my promise."

"Is she someone you like?"

"Well," Ji Ling nodded, "She is my first love."

"Then why didn't you go to her, and came to find a prostitute?" Mu Lan was a little puzzled.

Ji Ling shook his head, with some inexplicable emotions in his eyes: "She died, seven years ago." Mu Lan was silent and didn't know what to say to comfort him.

"She was only 16 that year, and I was five years older than her. I liked her, and I have always liked her. I promised her that we would get married when she was an adult, but I still couldn't wait for that day. She had a serious illness. I was sick and stayed in the hospital for half a year and finally left. I promised her that there would never be another woman by my side, so I have never been married. Over the years, there have been various women around me, But no one can make my heart move again.”

Mu Lan nodded half understanding, her eyes were still a little red from crying just now, she looked like a rabbit.

"I miss her very much, but do you know what is the most ironic thing? I can hardly remember what she looks like. I have been thinking about her for so many years, but I can't even remember what she looks like. I almost can’t remember, if there are still some photos left at home, I’m afraid she will completely disappear from my memory.”

"It scares me, I keep looking at pictures of her, wanting to keep her in my heart forever, trying to remember every little detail of the past, but I'm slowly forgetting her. "

Mu Lan held his hand and said softly, "Don't be sad, she must have a good life in the next life."

The corner of Ji Ling's mouth moved slightly: "It's been seven years, and I'm about to forget her completely."

"You shouldn't come here, even if you broke your promise, you shouldn't find someone like me." Mu Lan said seriously, "Find a good woman and live a peaceful life. This must be what she wants."

Ji Ling shook his head, mocking himself: "I tried, but I didn't respond to other women."

Mu Lan: "..." I don't respond to other women, but do I respond to myself?

After that, Ji Ling came a few more times, each time they only did it once, and then the two of them lay on the bed and chatted quietly, or just stayed there quietly without saying anything.

Knowing that she fell in love with Ji Ling, Mu Lan began to look forward to Ji Ling's arrival, but she felt inferior and disgusted with her own identity.On the one hand, she loathed herself, and on the other hand, she felt that it was because of such identities that the two of them would meet and have the possibility of knowing each other.

She felt that Ji Ling also liked her, because he came more and more frequently, and every time he came, he would bring her gifts, care about her injuries, and gently apply medicine to her.

Later, Mu Yuan found out about this matter, but he didn't have any objections, he just asked Ji Ling to bring himself a bottle of wine every time he came.But Mu Yuan was very dissatisfied with Mu Lan's reluctance to accept any more customers. Ji Ling said that he could double the money he gave in the future, so that Mu Yuan would not force Mu Lan any more, and Mu Yuan agreed with a smile.

Since Ji Ling first appeared, two years have passed intermittently. These two years are the happiest time in Mu Lan's 20 years of life. There is no terrible quarrel between her parents, no beating and scolding from Mu Yuan, and no disgusting smells. man.She has been looking forward to, expecting that Ji Ling will take her out of this cage completely.

However, things backfired, Ji Ling completely disappeared and never appeared again.Mu Yuan saw that he didn't come back, and Mu Lan refused to pick up the guests. He was so angry that he dropped the wine bottle all over the floor, still unable to understand his hatred, he grabbed Mu Lan's hair and kicked her stomach hard a few times.

Mu Lan was kicked and fell to the ground, her face turned pale, but she still refused to bow her head.

The most painful thing that can happen to a person is to be sent to despair by the hand of the one who gave him hope when he was full of hope.For Mu Lan, Ji Ling is such a person.

She was able to lie to herself at the beginning, maybe Ji Ling was too busy and didn't have time to see her, but after two full years of his disappearance, she couldn't deceive herself anymore, Ji Ling just abandoned herself!

That's right, who wouldn't want to be sincere to a prostitute?Mu Lan thought to herself mockingly, he said that he would never forget his first love, and would not be tempted by other people. How could he, such a dirty self, be an exception?

But she is not reconciled, since she doesn't love herself, why did she give her hope in the first place, are all those tenderness fake?

She must ask him clearly, she must! ...

"In the end, I didn't ask clearly until I died, cut, woman~" Lian Jia stood beside Mu Lan, rolled his eyes speechlessly, and then patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "It's okay if you didn't ask clearly, dear To hear the fact that I'm in love with a married man is just too miserable."

Mu Lan: "..."

"I'm your target, right?"

Lian Jia didn't know why she suddenly asked this, nodded and said, "Yes."

"So you should know that Ji Ling is married, right?" Mu Lan suddenly had a strange expression, her dark eyes locked onto Lian Jia's face.

Lian Jia smiled nonchalantly: "Try me? I won't tell you. If you want to know the answer, ask Ji Ling yourself."

The light in Mu Lan's eyes flickered slightly, and she turned her head to look at Ji Ling who was not far away. After so many years, his appearance seemed to be the same as before. When he looked at you, his eyes were gentle.In the past, I was addicted to such tenderness and could not extricate myself, but now, this tenderness was given to another woman.

jealous?How could you not be jealous!

She always thought that she would be Ji Ling's beloved woman, and even if she couldn't take the place of his first love, she would definitely become a very special person in his life, but she never thought that this was just her self-righteousness.

Lian Jia stood still, watching Mu Lan walk towards Ji Ling step by step, and finally stopped two steps away from him, and then slowly faded away from his spirit state, revealing in front of Ji Ling stature.

Ji Ling was taking a glass of milk handed by the hostess with a smile when he saw a girl in a red dress appearing in front of him. Her eyes shone like obsidian. There was a hint of subtle resentment in his smile.

"Bang!" Amid the sound of the cup falling to the ground, Ji Ling's smile froze on his face.