[Soul Ferry] I see ghosts every day at work

Zhang Lecong's reaction was in line with the reaction of a human being who does not believe that he is dead.

He couldn't believe it, he was terrified, he was guarded and fearful, he retreated to the corner, kept himself away from Xia Dongqing and Zhao Li, frowned and muttered to himself: "Impossible, this is impossible, how could I die? Obviously I was sleeping, and I slept until midnight. I felt thirsty and got up to find water to drink, but the electricity and water at home were cut off, and I couldn’t find anything to drink, so I went out to buy water. The shops on the street were closed, only here The light was on, and I came in to buy water, but I didn't bring my wallet..."

Zhang Lecong finally found out what was wrong. He didn't bring anything on his body, not a door key, a mobile phone, or a penny!For a person who lives alone and goes out to buy things, he is more like a child who temporarily runs away from home, only thinking about going out, but not thinking about how to go back.

Zhang Lecong became even more panicked. He began to tremble and couldn't believe anything. Even what he saw in front of him made him feel that it was just a nightmare. He was breathing heavily and didn't dare to face Xia Dongqing and Zhao Li. Not real.

"Zhang Lecong, don't be like this, death is not terrible, it can be another beginning." Xia Dongqing didn't know whether Zhang Lecong could accept the fact that he was dead, he could only try his best to calm his emotions.

And Zhao Li... He has seen too many ghosts like Zhang Lecong, so many that he can't spare half of his energy to care about a ghost's emotions. If Xia Dongqing was not there, he would be more inclined to use violence and kill people directly Take it to hell.

"No!" Suddenly, the dazed Zhang Lecong yelled, "I can't die! I can't just die like this! I haven't seen him for the last time!"

He pushed away Xia Dongqing and Zhao Li who were standing by the cash register, and ran out of the convenience store.

Xia Dongqing followed behind him, but did not catch up with him, and could only let him disappear into the night.

"Why didn't you stop him? Do you still want to take him to the underworld?" Xia Dongqing, holding his waist and panting, walked slowly to the cashier counter, seeing Zhao Li who was still drinking beer leisurely, feeling a little unfounded. He's not in a hurry yet, so what's the point of worrying about him.

Zhao Li closed one eye, looked at Xia Dongqing who was standing upright through the beer bottle, and smiled: "Hey, are you worried about me? You are so virtuous." He put down the bottle, walked around behind Xia Dongqing, and put his arm around Xia Dongqing's shoulders Pushing the person to the cash register, resting his chin on Xia Dongqing's shoulder, he sighed and said, "You think he's a ghost, where can he go? Will he come back here sooner or later?"

Xia Dongqing looked down, he suddenly felt a little sad for Zhang Lecong.

The next day, as soon as Xia Dongqing put on her apron and stood in front of the cashier, the hot-tempered Wang Xiaoya rushed into the store holding her mobile phone.

"Look, Dongqing." Wang Xiaoya held the phone up to Xia Dongqing's eyes and asked her to read the news on it.

The news reported a male white-collar worker who committed suicide by taking drugs at home. It was nothing unusual to talk about it.On the contrary, the following long articles are all about the phenomenon of white-collar workers committing suicide due to too much work pressure in today's society. At the end, a photo of the deceased's work card is attached.

Xia Dongqing couldn't help but widen her eyes when she saw the photo. The male white-collar worker in the report was none other than Zhang Lecong.

He thought of Zhang Lecong who ran out of the convenience store yesterday, and couldn't believe that the young man was the one he chose to die.

Seeing that Xia Dongqing was silent, Wang Xiaoya thought that he was mourning for the deceased in the news, sighed, took back the phone, and called up the photos in the album: "This dead white-collar worker lives in the building in front of our house. When the police ambulance came in in the morning, I still encountered it. I thought something serious happened. I didn’t expect, alas... I heard that the body was dead for several hours when it was found. So young, what’s the matter? I can't think about it."

Xia Dongqing swiped the photos on Wang Xiaoya's mobile phone, all of which she took at the time. Police cars and ambulances parked wrongly downstairs of the apartment, many people in uniforms entered and left the apartment, and a crowd of onlookers stood at the door of the apartment.

"How could he commit suicide?" Xia Dongqing was fascinated by looking at the photos, unable to figure out why Zhang Lecong couldn't accept the fact that he died since he committed suicide.

"Huh?" Wang Xiaoya didn't understand Xia Dongqing's words, "Do you know him?"

"It doesn't count... knowing each other." Xia Dongqing returned the phone to Wang Xiaoya, and when she was about to tell her what happened last night, the wind chimes rang at the door, and the two looked at the same time.

Wang Xiaoya didn't see anything.What Xia Dongqing saw was Zhang Lecong who Zhao Li said had nowhere to go.

Zhang Lecong stood at the door of the store in a daze, looked up at Xia Dongqing, and asked sadly, "Am I really dead?"

Xia Dongqing pursed her lips and nodded.He could see that although Zhang Lecong asked this question, he seemed to have accepted this helpless fact.

"How could I die? How could I be willing...Why me? I haven't done anything bad..."

Xia Dongqing didn't know if the ghost had tears or not. Zhang Lecong's voice was dry and hoarse, like the wailing of someone who was crying beyond restraint, but his face was pale and dry, without a single tear.

Wang Xiaoya also felt the abnormal atmosphere at this time, while looking warily at the empty shopping area, she retreated behind Xia Dongqing: "Holly, are you...those...friends again?"

"Yeah. That's the guy in the news just now."

"Ah?" Wang Xiaoya looked like she was about to cry, she clasped her hands together, and started rambling, "My friend, even though my family lives behind you, you committed suicide, no wonder Others, please don’t come to me. When Zhao Li comes, you should go with him quickly, and in your next life, you will cast a good fortune and become the rich second generation, so you don’t need to be under so much pressure to earn money.”

Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here, Zhao Li, dressed in black, strode into the convenience store, and was not surprised to see Zhang Lecong standing at the door, and patted him on the shoulder familiarly: "Brother, here we are, today is very good." early."

"Are you here to take me to the underworld?" Although Zhang Lecong lost his composure yesterday, he remembered what Zhao Li said.

Zhao Li nodded with a sip of water in his mouth. He didn't drink beer today, but took a bottle of mineral water, "But I have something to do first, so you stay here for a while, and pass the time with the two of them casually. I'll come back and take you away later."

Zhang Lecong nodded as if resigned to his fate, remained silent for a moment, and said suddenly when Zhao Li was about to walk out the door: "I have a request, can you let me see someone for the last time?"

"Okay." Zhao Li nodded without hesitation, and pointed in the direction of the cashier, "Let Xia Dongqing go with you, and if you have anything to say, let him explain it for you, and let you go without any worries." .”

"Thank you."

Xia Dongqing untied her apron, asked Wang Xiaoya to help take care of the convenience store, walked up to Zhang Lecong, and said to him, "Although I don't know why you gave up your life, since you are dead, you should forget the things in your life, just forget it." .After reincarnation in the next life, remember not to commit suicide again.”

Although Zhang Lecong accepted the fact of his death, he couldn't let himself feel relieved.He has no memory of how he died, nor can he accept the reason why he committed suicide by taking medicine. He is not a weak person. He has also encountered setbacks, big and small, and setbacks that affect his life. At that time, he was able to persevere How could he give up his life so easily now?

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