Warm Funeral Home

Title: Warm Funeral Home

Author: Guohu Dongsi

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Main CP: Funeral home make-up artist Shou × character turns black and Gong

Deputy CP: Desire to revive Shanmen Shou × Hypocrisy of the world's master Gong

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After dropping out of Yunchan University, whose parents both died, he applied for a posthumous make-up artist in a funeral home in his hometown, S City.

But since then, some strange things have found their way.While struggling to deal with ghosts and gods, he also had to watch his reunited prospective boyfriend get nervous.

However, a year later, he was told by something who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost, that his parents died not by accident, but because of him!

Because of this, Yun Chan wanted to find out the truth about the death of his parents, but he found that once he started, he would never be able to escape the fate of harming others and himself!

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He carefully traced the pale face with the pen in his hand.One stroke, dark black eyebrows, one stroke, bright red lips, one stroke, light powder on cheeks.

The face of the deceased seemed to glow with the brilliance of life again, as if he had never died.

The body is the temporary residence of the soul.Beautifying the body is not to take a picture of the deceased to make people remember the appearance of the deceased, but to tell the world that they have been there before the body is sent to the incinerator.

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Volume [-] unfolds the story in unit form

Non-universal BL

The three views of the protagonist are correct, but there is no guarantee that the three views of the supporting characters are correct

No children, women crossing men, men crossing women, etc.

There are horror, thriller, supernatural and other plots

Do not swear

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Yun Chan; Hua Qingchuan┃Supporting roles: Yuan Zhaoqing; Heitan; Yan Ziqing; Yuan Zhaoyin;

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First Face Crayon Baby Face (1)

The Qingteng Community is located on the outskirts of City S, and the location is a bit remote, far from the city center.Most of the people living in the community are elderly widows and left-behind children.

Yun Chan is 22 years old this year. He dropped out of school due to illness in his junior year. With the help of his friends, he found a cheap rental house in Qingteng Community.

In addition, the Qingteng Community is only two platforms away from the funeral home in S City, which is very convenient for Yunchan to commute to get off work every day.

At twelve noon, the sun hanging in the sky was emitting poisonous gas, scorching every inch of the earth.

At this time, Yunchan was doing makeup for the last deceased in the morning in the coffin finishing room.The deceased was involved in a car accident, and the whole body was horribly hit, and there were many wounds on his body that needed to be stitched.

Some highly skilled makeup artists can turn decay into miracles. No matter how bad your body is, as long as it is not crushed into a pool of rotten meat, he has a way to put on makeup for the dead, so that other people can see it, and live. Time makes no difference.

Yun Chan's expression was indifferent, but he was concentrating on watching the tragic face, and the movements under his hands did not panic at all.It's just the fine sweat on the forehead and arms.He avoided dripping his own sweat on the dead body, which was disrespectful to the dead body.

After another moment, finally finishing the morning's work, Yunchan let out a foul breath, took off his white coat and mask, washed up in the bathroom, and left the funeral home.There are very few staff in the funeral home, and most people are unwilling to work here.

After the guests leave in the morning, there will be almost no customers coming back in the afternoon.If Yunchan did not receive a call from the funeral home office, he would not waste time coming to the funeral home.

It's just that he has one more thing to do before going home.

Lao Kang, the doorman, has been working here for five or six years. His parents in his hometown died long ago, and his wife who gave birth to a son for him also ran away.He was alone, so it wasn't a big deal to be a doorman in such an unlucky place as a funeral parlor.It's just that my son has lost his mother since he was a child.

He had observed Yun Chan for almost two months.

This kid Yun Chan looks tall and white, no matter who it is, after spending only a few minutes with Yun Chan, he will know that he is a boring gourd.

Yun Chan must be in his twenties, right?He doesn't know how to be a human being at all, and he always puts on a bad face all day long, who is he showing it to?If someone talks to him and he still ignores him, who the hell!

From this point of view, he is the kind of college student who is extremely noble.

It's just a little bit unexpected to Lao Kang, this kid didn't have any "normal" reactions on the first day of work.

The so-called normal reaction is that after the first day of work, the makeup artist was so disgusted that he couldn't eat, and he didn't dare to turn off the lights at night for a month!I dared to go to the toilet when I was in a hurry to urinate.

Yun Chan didn't say hello to the doorman, Lao Kang. Lao Kang had long been used to this young man who didn't know how to behave.

Yun Chan went out of the gate, but walked in the opposite direction from usual. Lao Kang felt a little strange and stopped him, "Boy Yun! It's in the wilderness to the north, why are you going there?!"

Hearing the yelling, Yun Chan stopped for a few seconds, but continued walking without looking back.

"Hey, this young man really has a bit of a temper." Lao Kang kept fanning a big cattail fan, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept appearing on his fat face. Well, you're awesome, now it's off-duty time, and I can't control you." After speaking, he spit out a mouthful of thick green phlegm out the window.

Suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew, and it was chilly. Lao Kang was shivered by the blow, and hurried out the door, wiped off the green phlegm with a paper towel, and respectfully put the paper towel in the trash can.Lao Kang looked nervous, folded his hands together and bowed around, and kept saying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will burn paper money for you after work!"

In summer, the grass grows wildly, surrounded by green grass and short trees, and summer cicadas keep singing in the dark.There is no one inhabited here, and there is not even a house in the country.Yun Chan went further and further away.When Yun Chan was born, his mother died, and his body has been weak since he was a child.After walking for nearly half an hour, my physical strength was already exhausted.Yun Chan was so tired that he almost fainted, so he had to lean his whole body on the trunk of a wild osmanthus tree, panting continuously.As soon as he raised his head, he saw a burnt black wasteland not far ahead.

Looks like it should be here.

Yun Chan raised his eyes, and saw a ray of light flashing across the center of the wasteland.Yun Chan barely propped up his body and walked to the wasteland not far ahead.Yun Chan squatted down and swept away the black ash on the ground with his hands, and a diamond-like thing was completely exposed.

The brighter the sun above the head, the brighter the "diamond" shines.

This diamond "Diamond" is too small, Yun Chan picked it up with his pale fingers, put it in the palm of his left hand, and looked at it thoughtfully.

"Rhinestones?" Yun Chan stared at the shiny thing in his hands seriously, ignoring the sweat dripping from the broken hair on his forehead.

Rhinestones are cheap and are generally sold in the market as decorations, and many girls like them.Of course there are plenty of fakes out there.

If the rhinestone was here before the fire, then the rhinestone is real.The reason is that only real rhinestones will not melt under the flame.

Yun Chan put his right hand on the ground and stood up with his strength. His head became dizzy and his face became paler.

It took Yunchan half an hour to return to the funeral parlor, and only one bus at noon had been missed.Yun Chan had no choice but to walk home with his feet.

As soon as we arrived at the gate of Qingteng Community, an old woman who was sitting under a banyan tree and kept fanning came trotting up in a panic. "Brother Yun, you are finally back!"

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Yunchan's sleep has always been bad. It has only been two months since he moved to Qingteng Community, and the unfamiliar environment made him very uncomfortable. Every night, Yunchan will only start to fall asleep when he feels extremely tired.

At one o'clock last night, the poor-quality iron door was suddenly knocked rudely.Most of the other residents were already sound asleep, and only Yun Chan was awakened by the nerve-stimulating knock on the door.Yun Chan kept turning over on the wooden single bed, with a splitting headache, struggling to get up and open the door.

In the cat's eyes is an old man, with a suspicious expression on his face, and from time to time he puts his enlarged eyes close together to look at it.

Yun Chan looked at it for a long time before he recognized that it was the old woman who rented the house to him.She seems to have a granddaughter?

As soon as the door was opened, the old woman seized Yun Chan's sleeves with both hands, and shouted excitedly: "You are the make-up artist of the funeral home, right? You must save me! Save me!"

Being grabbed by the sleeve, Yun Chan frowned, a little impatient, and his head hurt even more.

"Come in and say." Yun Chan turned sideways and let the old lady enter his cramped rental room.

Yun Chan poured a glass of warm water for the old woman, and handed it to the shivering old woman on the sofa with one hand.

The old woman said, "My granddaughter hasn't been home for three days."

The old woman looked very disturbed, Yun Chan motioned her to continue.

"I was so focused on playing mahjong these past two days that I didn't care about her. I didn't even pay attention to whether she came home or not... I just fell asleep last night when I was woken up by the heat. As soon as I opened my eyes... I was Open your eyes..." The old woman swallowed the saliva in her throat with difficulty, and suddenly said loudly: "I found out that there was a big fire! My granddaughter Ye Zi kept calling grandma, grandma, save me..."

"But as soon as I opened my eyes, the fire was gone!" The old woman's body trembled, but the words in her mouth became more and more clear: "I reckon, my granddaughter should be dead... dead! "

"Tonight, my granddaughter came to me again. I saw that she was burned all over her body, there was no good place, and there was still pus in her eyes... She said, she said, she asked me to put makeup on her. She's on the road after putting on makeup!"

"If I don't agree, as soon as I close my eyes, she will come again. I have no choice but to come to you..." The old woman continued to speak incoherently, seemingly frightened.

Yun Chan rubbed his temple with his right index finger and said, "Your granddaughter is missing, you should call the police."

As soon as she heard the word call the police, the old woman immediately jumped up from the sofa and said, "Don't report it! Don't report it! Her parents will know as soon as they call the police! They will come back from other places. If they know that I have lost their daughter ,what should I do?!"

"Fortunately, Ye Zi is a woman. If it were a man, I would not let myself go!" the old woman whispered, thinking that no one would hear her.

Yun Chan frowned in disgust. Such patriarchal things are very common among the older generation. Yun Chan didn't want to say anything more, but asked, "Where did the fire happen?"

The whole face of the old woman was wrinkled, as if she was trying to remember, "There are grass and trees all around... that place... I remember, it seems to be in the direction north of the funeral parlor! There are many wild osmanthus trees over there !"

"I'll help you see it tomorrow, you go back." Yun Chan impatiently issued the eviction order.

"Okay, okay." The old woman went out in a dark daze.

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The old woman who had been waiting under the banyan tree all morning couldn't wait to send him upstairs when she saw Yun Chan.

"My house is on the second floor." The old woman hurriedly led the way with a fan.

Yun Chan paid the rent once at her house, so he naturally knew where she lived.Yun Chan's sense is extremely keen, from the moment he entered the gate of the community, he found someone staring at him.

He raised his head suddenly, and saw a little girl with long braids hiding behind the blue curtain on the window sill on the second floor.

The little girl didn't expect Yun Chan to look up at her suddenly.She closed the curtains in a panic, ran into the inner room in a panic, and accidentally broke the porcelain pot with cactus on the window sill.

"Brother Yun, what are you looking at?" The old woman asked after walking for a while and finding no movement behind her.

Seeing him looking at the window sill on the second floor, the old woman explained: "That's the family next door to mine. The family's surname is Li. Li Xiaoniu and Ye Zi of my family usually play very well."

As soon as Ye Zi was mentioned, the old woman thought about business again, "Brother Yun, come up quickly."

Yun Chan threw away any doubts in his heart, and followed the old woman into Ye Zi's house.

As soon as he entered the door, Yun Chan saw a doll with blond hair and big eyes, sitting quietly on the old tree rattan chair by the window, his big eyes were filled with dull gaze, staring at the front without moving.

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First Face Crayon Baby Face (2)

Judging from the wasteland that had been burned by the fire, there must have been no bones left in the leaves.

So how can you make up the leaves?If the leaves are really dead.

Looking at the nervous old woman, Yun Chan secretly thought sarcastically that putting makeup on the dead is just to comfort the living to some extent.

The dimly lit room needs lighting during the day. After the old woman turned on the old-fashioned dim yellow light bulb, Yun Chan could barely see the simple furnishings in the house.

On the east side of the narrow living room is an old TV set, covered with dust.

On the dining table against the wall is a square exercise book.On it was written with a black ballpoint pen a few small but square characters: Ye Xiaomei, Class [-], Grade [-]

Yun Chan turned his gaze back to the doll on the wicker chair.

Sensing Yun Chan's gaze, the old woman explained: "Yezi's mother brought this back from the city. Ye Zi usually likes to play with it when she has nothing to do."

"If Ye Zi was burned to death by the fire, the body will definitely not be found." Yun Chan said to himself.

The old woman was taken aback for a moment, obviously she hadn't thought of this before, and she just asked him to help inside the house.But she didn't think about why she wanted Yun Chan to come to her house, as if something was pulling her... Thinking of this, the old woman couldn't help but shudder.

The old woman quickly pointed her fan at the doll on the wicker chair and said, "You can't find Ye Zi's body, so let's make up the doll."

Yun Chan was noncommittal, just took out the rhinestones in his pocket, looked at the old woman: "You know this?"

The old woman looked at it and said: "Didn't Ye Zi's mother give it to Ye Zi, but Ye Zi gave it to Li Xiaoniu next door."

After the old woman finished speaking, she became puzzled: "Why is this thing here?"

Yun Chan didn't answer, but turned his gaze to a low door: "Yezi's bedroom?"

The old woman nodded quickly and said, "Go in and have a look?"

The bedroom is not big, a small single bed almost takes up the whole space.There are many pale orange awards on the surrounding walls, some are covered with dust, and some are brand new, as if they were posted not long ago.

But what is more noticeable is a crayon drawing on the bedside.

There is a doll in the painting with a crown on its head, golden hair, big eyes, red lips, and a beautiful pettiskirt.Oddly enough, the doll's eyes and eyebrows are drooping downward, looking happy.His mouth was closed, but he just smiled.

"There are photos of leaves?" Yun Chan asked suddenly.

The old woman was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied: "Yes, yes."

I saw the old man bent down, groping for something under the bed.

After a while, the old woman straightened up, but her eyes were red.

The old man held the photo in his hand, "It was Ye Zi who hid the photo under the bed, and she rarely showed it, for fear of being laughed at by others... You will know when you see it." The old woman murmured.

The old man wiped the dust off the photo with his hands, and passed the photo over.

Yun Chan took the photo and was slightly stunned when he saw the little girl on it.

The young leaf in the photo is smiling happily, and there is a young woman beside her.The only fly in the ointment is that Ye Zi's mouth turned out to be a harelip.Cleft lip is a common congenital deformity of the oral and maxillofacial region, with an incidence rate of about 1:1000. Some families even abandon cleft lip babies in the wild because they cannot perform surgery on newborns.

No wonder the crayon doll's lips are tightly shut.

Ye Zi's congenital disability brought great trauma to her young heart.You don't need to think about it, you know that Ye Zi has been ridiculed by many people, classmates, teachers, neighbors, and even relatives... Although that photo is hidden, it reminds Ye Zi that she has a harelip.

"Is it for makeup?" Yun Chan asked after a while.

"No, no..."

Yun Chan looked at the crayon drawing on the wall and said, "Use crayons and make up."

"Crayon?" The old woman still wanted to ask, "Can this work?", but seeing Yun Chan's increasingly pale face, she gave up the idea.

The crayons brought by the old woman were very new, and it could be seen that they had been used very little.Yunchan only picked out two big red and black ones and put them aside.

Seeing that Yun Chan's face turned pale again, and the sweat on his forehead grew more and more, she picked up the doll and vacated the empty chair.

"Brother Yun, sit and draw, I think you seem quite tired."

Yun Chan was also a little tired, he could clearly feel that his physical strength was rapidly draining.

The doll was placed flat on the dining table by Yun Chan.Yun Chan picked up the black pen and outlined her eyebrows.

Yunzen is pushing hard, but the crayons don't seem to be able to color the doll's brows.

The old woman panicked, "This... Ye Zi is not willing?"

Yun Chan concentrated all his strength on his arms and fingers, and the sweat dripped from his head.

One stroke, dark black eyebrows, one stroke, bright red lips, almost obsessive, the doll's lips become redder, and the eyebrows become thicker.

...a tear flowed from the doll's eye.

The doll's bright red lips that seemed to be dripping with blood opened a slight arc and smiled.

Tick-tick--

There was not even a sound of breathing in the house.

Tick-tick--

Yun Chan's body became hotter and hotter, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

In the end, Yun Chan completely lost consciousness and passed out.

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Li Xiaoniu's mother left after giving birth, and she doesn't know whether she is dead or alive now.

Others always talk about Li Xiaoniu behind her back. For example, Li Xiaoniu's mother is a street girl in a big city. I don't know which wild man Li Xiaoniu was born to by her mother. Her mother doesn't even want to raise her. Turning around, he threw Li Xiaoniu to her grandfather.Up to now, Li Xiaoniu doesn't even know who her father is.

"Li Xiaoniu is pretty, but hasn't she inherited her cheap mother's look? Go away, bad luck!" An old lady was talking about other people's family under the banyan tree in the community.

Li Xiaoniu turned around bitterly and ran away.

Ye Zi chased after him like a follower.

"Little girl, my mother bought me new colored crayons during Chinese New Year, let's go draw!"

"Little girl! Little girl!" Ye Zi kept calling, but Li Xiaoniu just refused to agree to her.

Li Xiaoniu suddenly threw away the hand that wanted to hold her, and shouted: "Are you annoying! Yelling all day long!"

Li Xiaoniu's first name is Li Xiaoniu, she has no mother, and her grandfather has no education, so even her name is such a cat and a dog, what's the use of being beautiful?

And leaves, when she is a beggar?Always send her this and that, treat her as your best friend.Don't Ye Zi know that she is not only ugly but also annoying?Still pestering her all the time, she doesn't want to play with Ye Zi at all, it's really disgusting!

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"Little girl, little girl, don't cry!" Ye Zi, who was wearing a floral shirt, was anxious.

Her best friend Li Xiaoniu has three shocking stick marks on her arm, which must have been done by her grandfather again.Her grandfather knew how to drink all day long, he went crazy when he was drunk, and beat people when he was crazy!

Ye Zi couldn't even remember how many times Li Xiaoniu had been beaten.

"Little girl, if you cry again, you won't be pretty anymore!"

Looking at the crying little girl, Ye Zi showed a hesitant look on his face.

As if she had finally made up her mind, Ye Zi reached into the zippered pocket, took out something, and held it in her palm.

Ye Zi stretched out her fist in front of Li Xiaoniu who was crying with her head down, and said happily, "Little girl, guess what this is?"

Li Xiaoniu ignored her.

Ye Zi had no choice but to spread out her palm, "Look, this is a rhinestone my mother gave me!"

The rhinestones shone under the shimmering light in the shade, shining brightly.

The rhinestones on the market are actually very cheap.The leaves' rhinestones were cut from her mother's tiara.

Ye Zi likes that dazzling rhinestone very much.Carry it on your body like a baby all day long.

Li Xiaoniu raised her head in a daze, and glanced at the glowing rhinestones. She didn't have the slightest joy of getting the gift, she just stared blankly at the happy leaves and her mouth that couldn't hold her teeth.

"Ye Zi, don't laugh, your mouth is open again." For some reason, Li Xiaoniu's voice was a little cold.

Ye Zi was a little embarrassed, and her expression immediately dimmed.

Li Xiaoniu took the rhinestone, forced a smile on her face, and said, "Didn't you say that you wanted to pick wild vegetables with me a few days ago? The sun is not strong today, do you want to go?"

Ye Zi said happily: "I'll go!"

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Yun Chan was moved to Ye Zi's small bed by the old woman with great effort, and it took several hours to wake up.

In the dream, his body was floating in the air, and when he saw Ye Zi chasing Li Xiaoniu's back, he immediately chased after her.

Then Li Xiaoniu took Ye Zi to the wilderness and tricked her into playing hide-and-seek.When Ye Zi leaned against a tree to count down, Li Xiaoniu took the opportunity to knock Ye Zi unconscious with a big rock, then tied Li Xiaoniu to the trunk with a rope, and set a fire cruelly.

"Grandma! Help me! Grandma!"

Ye Zi kept calling for help in the fire, but no one could hear her cry.

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Yun Chan opened his eyes, and woke up the tired old woman who was sleeping on the chair next to him with his hands: "Your granddaughter should be dead, call the police."

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Before meeting Li Xiaoniu, she didn't have any friends.

She hugged the newly bought doll and played alone in the corner of the flower bed in the community.

Suddenly a crisp voice sounded: "Is this a doll? It's so beautiful."

Ye Zi was taken aback, turned her head and saw a girl who was about the same height as her, it was Li Xiaoniu next door, and she relaxed.It's just that Li Xiaoniu didn't talk to her much before.

"Yes, do you want to play?" Ye Zi asked nervously.

"Really play for me? We'll be friends from now on!"

The innocent laughter of the children echoed in the garden and lingered for a long time.

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Crayon baby face, finished

The author has something to say: Excerpted from Baidu Encyclopedia: Rabbit cleft lip is a common congenital deformity of the oral and maxillofacial region, with an incidence rate of about 1:1000

second face bridal makeup (1)

Yun Chan once had a boyfriend.During the period when he lost his father in a car accident, he accompanied him for a long time.The two fell in love with each other and fell in love with each other unknowingly.

However, the differences arose during the college entrance examination.

Both of them had excellent grades, often ranked in the top ten of their grades, and they were both science students. Yun Chan took it for granted that they should apply for the same school.But to Yunchan's surprise, Hua Qingchuan resolutely chose to apply for a military academy in another province without even discussing with him, and was successfully admitted by the military academy dozens of days later.

I have forgotten who started it first, and the two of them had a cold war. When Yun Chan realized it, he lost the news of Hua Qingchuan.Since then, a short love affair between the two has ended without a problem.However, what Ling Yunchan has admitted so far is that Hua Qingchuan is indeed the only warmth he ever had.

Of course, Yun Chan would not go to Hua Qingchuan's parents' house in S City to ask for his contact information, and he only mentioned him from other people's mouths.He only found out later that Hua Qingchuan had planned to apply for the military academy since he was a child, so how could he change his ambition for him?Yun Chan thought to himself mockingly.

Hua Qingchuan in the military academy was very hardworking and motivated, with excellent grades and a bright future.

And he's just a make-up artist who puts makeup on the dead in the funeral home.He doesn't even know how long he can live, let alone any future.

Four years later, Yun Chan heard Hua Qingchuan's first words to him: "Yun Chan, have you returned to City S?"

The second sentence is: "I heard that you work as a beautician in a funeral parlor? Do me a favor."

There was a bit of a chuckle in Hua Qingchuan's question, but Yun Chan was stunned, and didn't even notice that the phone dropped to the ground.

"Hey! Why don't you speak, Yunchan?"

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At nine o'clock in the morning, a special wedding ceremony ushered in the S funeral home.

The pastor's serious voice sounded in the small or even crowded mourning hall: "Chen Langying, are you willing to marry Hua Qingwan and love her forever?"

The groom Chen Langying replied firmly: "I am willing!"

Hearing Chen Langying's sonorous and forceful answer, the guests watching the ceremony couldn't help being moved. Some women dressed in black covered their mouths and tried their best not to let out sobs, so as not to spoil this solemn and sacred wedding.

This wedding was held for a dead person and a living person.

When the pastor asked about the bride, there was no sound at the scene, the air was filled with infinite sadness, and time and air seemed to be frozen.The groom, Chen Langying, put his hands on the glass coffin with a sad face, and stared quietly at his wife, Hua Qingwan.

In the long and narrow glass "crystal coffin", lies a peaceful bride.The holy veil and the wedding dress with a wide skirt wrap her layer by layer.

The delicate willow-leaf eyebrows, pale pink blush, and bright red lips can't conceal the fact that she is dead.

But the bunch of pale yellow hyacinths in her hand seemed to indicate that even if she died, she would still be happy.

Compared with the women present, the men seemed to be calmer.

Hua Qingchuan was one of the many male guests.

Seeing his cousin-in-law make a solemn promise at this moment, he was thinking about other things in his mind.

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Yun Chan did not attend the wedding. After putting on bridal makeup for Hua Qingwan, he went back to the lounge to rest.

It's not that Yunchan can't accept the sad atmosphere in the memorial hall, it's just that he has become numb.Like him, the rest of the funeral home staff, except for the new ones, are used to the routine of the funeral home.

That's right, what other people see as sadness is seen by the funeral home workers as ordinary routine.

After the wedding, there must be many TV reporters and newspaper reporters from City S coming to report on the wedding.As the makeup artist of Hua Qingwan's body, Yun Chan will definitely be interviewed.So Yunchan asked for leave early, and after this special wedding, Yunchan returned to Qingteng community.It's just that he still has some doubts in his mind.

The knock on the inferior iron door interrupted Yun Chan's thinking.

The unease in Yun Chan's heart was instantly magnified, Hua Qingchuan, did you find him?

Another reason why he didn't go to the ceremony in the morning was that Hua Qingchuan must be at the wedding.

He avoided seeing Hua Qingchuan, but now Hua Qingchuan came to him on his own initiative.Is this door open or not? .....

Yun Chan still opened the door, thinking in case the other party had something serious.

"Yo, I thought you wouldn't open the door when you saw your old lover." Hua Qingchuan's tall body leaned against the door frame, looking at the nervous Yun Chan and laughed.

Yun Chan had previously confirmed in the cat's eyes that the person who came was Hua Qingchuan, and his palms were so nervous that he sweated. When he heard the frivolous words in his words, his ears turned red with anger, and he pretended to close the door.

"Don't worry, I'm looking for you for business. You're such a grown man, why are you still as angry as you were in high school?" Hua Qingchuan squeezed into the narrow room while he was not paying attention.

"Talk a lot." Yun Chan frowned and said in a low voice.

The bodies of the two were so far apart, Hua Qingchuan naturally heard Yun Chan's complaint.

Hua Qingchuan looked at Yun Chan who was a full head shorter than him and didn't dare to raise his head to look at him. He put away his teasing thoughts, and suddenly opened his arms to surround Yun Chan, and asked softly in his ear: " I didn't expect you to be so cruel, I went to the military academy, and I didn't even receive a call from you." Hua Qingchuan's tone was full of complaints: "I've been waiting so long for you that I'm almost moldy."

Hearing this, a string in Yun Chan's mind seemed to be broken, and his body struggled immediately.

"Don't move." The words Hua Qingchuan uttered were so light, yet so difficult to refute.Yun Chan could tell that Hua Qingchuan was tired.

Hua Qingchuan ignored Yun Chan's struggles that were getting smaller and smaller, and hugged him quietly for a while, then let go of Yun Chan who was blushing and went into the back room.

Hua Qingchuan sat down on Yunchan's single bed, patted the pillow, "Do you want to sleep together?"

Yun Chan didn't answer.

"Then I'll sleep alone?" Hua Qingchuan yawned big: "I'm almost exhausted today."

After speaking, he really fell asleep.

Yun Chan was speechless. After a few minutes of inner struggle, he carefully covered Hua Qingchuan with a quilt.Obviously, after Hua Qingchuan's series of shameless assaults, Yun Chan forgot that it was still a hot summer day.

Hua Qingchuan, who was sleeping, was awakened by the scent of rice.

After Yun Chan slept in Hua Qingchuan, he cooked a few more dishes because of Hua Qingchuan's arrival.

He still remembered that Hua Qingchuan had a big appetite every day when he was in high school, and even the aunt in the cafeteria was very impressed with his "big belly".

Hua Qingchuan didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, staring at a table of food prepared (?) by Yunchan as if he had never seen anything in his life, his mouth was almost drooling.

Hua Qingchuan moved extremely quickly, rolled over from the bed, and put his arms around Yun Chan's neck from behind with a smile: "It seems that Diao Chan still loves me!"

Yun Chan shook his hand and spilled out a whole bowl of soup.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Hua Qingchuan picked up Yun Chan's hand and blew and looked at it over and over again, heaving a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it didn't burn."

It seemed that the carefree Hua Qingchuan hadn't realized what he just said.

"Diao Chan" is a special title given by Hua Qingchuan to Yun Chan before.

Hua Qingchuan and Yun Chan have been high school classmates for three years and tablemates for three years.

When meeting Yun Chan for the first time, Hua Qingchuan's first impression of him was: "This man is so pure and noble, he is sloppy and tricky, and he puts on a cold face all day long, who is he showing to?"

"Well, it looks better."

"I'll call him Diao Chan from now on."

Yun Chan's heart was tumbling, but someone didn't know it yet.

Yun Chan broke free from Hua Qingchuan's arms, and asked with a cold face: "What business are you doing, tell me."

"That's right, that's right, look at my memory." Hua Qingchuan smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, it's nothing serious, I just want to meet you." Hua Qingchuan pulled up two chairs, "Let's talk while eating."

Hua Qingchuan stuffed a chopstick of eggplant into his mouth, and said inarticulately: "You don't know, after today's wedding, everyone said that my cousin's husband is too fucking affectionate, my cousin is dead, and he wants to Insist on marrying her."

"What do you think?" Hua Qingchuan turned his head to Yunchan, "You eat, why don't you move your chopsticks?"

As he spoke, he put a chopstick of shredded pork in Yunchan's bowl.

Whose house is this eating at?Hua Qingchuan couldn't tell the priority!

Yun Chan didn't talk too much nonsense, and he talked about the questions he had when he was putting on Hua Qingwan's makeup in the morning.

Yun Chan said: "Your cousin's husband should love your cousin very much." After a pause, "It's just...every body must be disinfected before putting on makeup. Hands should be placed flat. Your cousin's right hand is covering her stomach. "

"While I was putting on makeup for your cousin, there was no one else in the funeral room except me. If you don't believe me, you can call out the surveillance."

"I put her hand flat and went to the bathroom. When I came back, her right hand was on her stomach again."

Yun Chan is actually a half-theist. He doesn't believe in the existence of a soul after death, but he believes in people's obsession.

After hearing this, Hua Qingchuan was thoughtful.

Hua Qingchuan: "Actually, I have a secret mission to carry out when I return to City S this time."

Yun Chan raised his head, his eyes widened slightly: "Secret...mission?"

Hua Qingchuan said with a smile: "I performed too well in the military academy, so I was selected to carry out the mission. How about it, am I awesome?"

Hua Qingchuan, the old lady, is getting more and more proficient at selling melons and boasting, Yun Chan simply doesn't want to talk to him.

Hua Qingchuan continued: "My cousin has liked me since she was a child, and we have a good relationship...I was a little surprised that she had an accident this time."

Having said that, Hua Qingchuan frowned, finally showing a sad expression.

"The wedding date was originally set half a month ago. My cousin called me and told me that she was pregnant for a month. But she didn't plan to tell me my cousin's husband. She said she would tell him on the wedding day and give him a