Store Manager's Hell

Lu Zaobai already knew about this girl on the computer.

Her name was An Qi, she was a first-year student at the No. [-] University in this city, and she died of rape and murder three years ago.

The person who raped and killed her was a psychopathic taxi driver who set a bad record of four rape/homicide cases within one month.

And An Qi was the last person who died in his hands.

It was a rainy night, and when he saw An Qi who was alone with an umbrella, he had evil thoughts.

An Qi was nothing special to him, her looks were not the most outstanding, her figure was also average, and the process of begging for mercy, struggling and dying was no different from the previous women.

If there are any special words, there are only two.

First, she was the last person he killed.Regarding this point, the prisoner also regretted it. He openly announced to the media that if he knew that he would be arrested after completing the ticket, he should choose the most perfect woman to kill, not such a stunted bean sprouts.

Second, before An Qi died, she was still clutching a bag of raisin toast.

Shortly after his arrest, the heinous man was sentenced to lethal injection.But what he didn't know was that the last girl he killed lost her memory and continued to wander in the world for three years.

When the girl heard what Lu Zaobai said, she shook her head in panic:

"No, it's impossible, what three years? I have no memory at all! I was clearly on Shinan Middle Road three days ago..."

Lu Zaobai lifted her up gentlemanly, brought her to the sofa, let her sit down, and then asked softly:

"Then have you ever wondered why you want us to settle the matter within three days?"

The girl's answer is still a familiar formula and a familiar taste:

"I don't know... But, it's very important, time is very important, if I can't remember my wish within three days..."

From the side of the coffee table, Lu Zaobai took out the three pieces of toast that the girl had brought with her, and showed the girl the production date and expiry date on them.

On December 12th, the bread is baked, and on December 13th, the bread expires.

Today is December 12th, the day when bread expires.

The girl's eyes widened.

Her eyes gradually became clear from complete confusion, as if something had awakened in her mind.

Lu Zaobai's next question completely awakened the memory that had been dormant in her mind for three years:

"Qiao Ya, is this name familiar to you?"

The girl stared at the raisin bread, a bright light suddenly appeared in her hazel pupils:

"Yaya?"

Shi Xing, who had been making soy sauce at the side, suddenly found that the girl's body began to become transparent, and soon disappeared.

He pulled Shixing's arm in surprise:

"she……"

Lu Zaobai took off his glasses.On the laptop on his lap was an interview video from three years ago. The interviewees were An Qi's family members and friends.

He put the glasses on the laptop, but inadvertently pressed the space play button.

Xu Xu's narration came from the computer:

"An Qi and I live in a dormitory. We are the two extras among the incoming freshmen, so we are the only ones living in this dormitory. She said that this is our home. ... She was going out that day , asked me what to bring, I said, whatever, bring a raisin toast, I will not eat at night, just wait for her to come back.... But she never came back. "

The girl in the video has short hair, her tone seems calm, but her voice is trembling, and her eyes are slightly red.

Next, she showed the reporter a photo in her wallet, showing two girls, one cheerful and the other shy, with their arms around each other's shoulders, smiling brightly.

After watching this video, Lu Zaobai understood exactly what An Qi's obsession is:

The roommate didn't have dinner, so she wanted to bring bread home.

A timid and cowardly girl, holding a small obsession like this, refused to die.

Lu Zaobai guessed that the reason why she always thought that she had only died for three days was because she was caught in obsession with reincarnation.

The obsession with reincarnation is because people's obsession is not extinguished when they die, and with various coincidences, they fall into their own demons.

She was frightened when she was killed and forgot everything, but she knew that she had something important to do.

Fish's memory is seven seconds, her memory is only three days.

The reason it was three days was because the raisin toast she bought three years ago expired in three days.

"Before the expiration date of the bread, deliver the bread to Yaya."

Her wish, in a nutshell, is this.

Lu Zaobai can imagine that for three years, every three days, she would enter the bakery like a sleepwalker, buy a bag of raisin toast with three days before the expiration date, and stand at the intersection of Shinan Middle Road, her memory began to look like a computer format The same, a little bit empty.

In this way, I fell into the next painful and expecting reincarnation.

That sleepwalking, that nightmare was nothing but mediocrity.

He always felt that the female ghost was untrustworthy, but he forgot that the female ghost was also a living person before she became a ghost.

Thinking of this, Lu Zaobai suddenly felt a heartfelt tiredness.

Shi Xing leaned over, and after watching the video for a while, he seemed to realize something, and turned his head to ask Lu Zaobai:

"Then why did she have to choose Shinan Middle Road?"

Lu Zaobai didn't speak, he just leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.

Shi Xing was stunned for a moment, then laughed, stretched out his hand to turn off the video, closed the laptop, carefully supported the back of his neck, let him lie on the soft and comfortable sofa, and removed his shoes and socks, Lifted his legs up onto the sofa as well.

Then, he also lay down on it shamelessly.

Shi's sofa is very spacious, and it is more than enough for two people to lie side by side. After watching Zaobai for a while, Shi Xing pulled Zaobai's hand and wrapped it around his waist.

After making this Chiguoguo posing, Shi Xing picked up the remote control resting on the armrest of the sofa, and turned off the lights in the room.

The villa was filled with a faint fragrance of bread. In this comfortable atmosphere, Shi Xing closed his eyes contentedly.

Go to sleep when you are tired, I am always by your side.

……

Qiao Ya sat on a chair on the balcony of the dormitory, stepped on the edge of the chair with her bare feet, and looked up at the moon tonight.

She used to sneer at this kind of little literary and fresh behavior, but An Qi just likes it. When she looks at the moon, Qiao Ya always makes fun of her:

"What are you looking at? You can't eat it."

Whenever this happens, An Qi always smiles with a good temper and says: Yaya, you are thinking about eating.

Thinking of her smile, Qiao Ya raised her hand to cover her eyes.

In half a year... they will be graduating, and this place, their home, will be filled with new people.

The last trace of her left by her side will also be erased...

The tungsten filament of the light bulb in the dormitory suddenly made a hissing sound, and the light went on and off several times before returning to stability.

In the dormitory, Qiao Ya's boyfriend put down the psp in his hand:

"Yaya, is this light bulb going to blow out? I'll go buy a new one for you tomorrow."

Qiao Ya turned her head away, and just about to say something, her eyes suddenly straightened.

An Qi stood in front of her with her hands behind her back, with a gentle and shy smile, like a child who had done something wrong:

"Sorry I'm late. I didn't mean to..."

Looking at Qiao Ya's long hair, An Qi's eyes were covered with mist. She squatted down, spread her arms, and was about to hug her, when Qiao Ya jumped off the chair and walked straight through her transparent body, rushed to the table with bare feet.

On her desk, there is a bag of three-slice raisin bread.

After a brief silence, she ignored her boyfriend's shout, opened the door, and ran into the corridor.

Before the lights are turned off at night, there are a lot of people washing and walking back and forth in the corridor.

But now all the people in the corridor stopped in their tracks, and looked at Qiao Ya crying in the corridor, running around in amazement, shouting loudly:

"An Qi! An Qi! Are you back? An Qi, can you come out and see me?"

A freshman who poked his head out of the door when he heard the noise asked a senior sister who was holding a toilet set:

"Senior, what's the matter? Are you drunk?"

The senior senior sister looked at Qiao Ya, who was kneeling on the ground and crying, and shook her head without saying a word.

Qiao Ya propped her hands on the ground, trembling all over, and whispered in a crying voice:

"I don't want bread, I want you back...can you go home..."

On the balcony of the dormitory, An Qi put down her hands that were about to embrace, and looked at the wallet that Qiao Ya left on the ground.

She picked up the wallet and opened it.

The photos inside are still there, but the edges have been blurred, which is why some people often take out the photos to look at them.

An Qi smiled, and her fingers, which gradually became transparent and empty, gently brushed the surface of the photo.

There is a small bakery on Shinan Middle Road. The toast is the best. She often takes a long way to buy it there. Unfortunately, it has been demolished now.

If that store is still there, the owner of the store will definitely remember me, so Mr. Lu and Mr. Shi won't be so troubled by their own affairs, right?

Seriously, I'm causing trouble for others again.

With this thought in mind, her figure gradually disappeared.

This time it's really gone.

The wallet and photos fell on the ground, only the bag of toast lay quietly on Qiao Ya's table.

On the transparent wrapping paper, a line of words was written with a black paint pen:

"The shelf life is only three days, remember to eat."