Museum of the Dead

It was getting dark.

In the distance, the mist gradually rises from the ground, the temperature drops, and the wind blows, making people feel chilly, and the temperature difference from the afternoon is quite large.

It's foggy today and we can't see the sunset.Xiaofang stared at the sun with only one head left not far away, with a tired expression, "Aren't I... her child?"

Fei Yan was stunned, Xiaofang's expression reminded him of a little girl who was abandoned in the orphanage when he was a child.

The little girl was already eight years old when she was thrown at the door, and at the age she remembered, she was ignorant. Maybe after ten or twenty years, she could only have a vague impression of this past.

But Fei Yan was already 13 years old at that time, with average grades but a good memory. He will never forget the look in the eyes of the little girl standing at the door holding the doll.

It was a look of fear and hope, mixed with fear, worry, disappointment, helplessness...until giving up, giving up—just like Xiaofang's current appearance.

Fei Yan actually couldn't empathize with Xiaofang's experience, because he had never had real family affection.The so-called kind / mother / love, deep father's love, even a reproach with caring... He never got it.

He is different from Xiaofang who was born in a patriarchal and violent family. Xiaofang has always been raised by her parents. Docile, but still forever the forgotten one in the family.

"Didn't I tell you last time that I won't live long?" Xiaofang lifted up her clothes, revealing the ugly scar again, "I fell into the water accidentally, and I struggled in the water all night, but no one came Save me, the river is too fast, I can only hold on to the branch next to it, and soak it for a long time. Later, when it was almost dawn, the villagers came out to find me and rescued me.”

"That night... they were celebrating my brother's birthday, and they didn't care about me at all... No, even if they didn't celebrate my brother's birthday, they wouldn't care where I went."

Xiaofang talked a lot about her childhood, and the expressions of the few people became more and more dignified.

Fei Yan could imagine it: it was a quiet night, and the villagers who had worked hard all day enjoyed family happiness at home, and the Zhang family was no exception. They gave their son a birthday that was not too big or too small, but very caring.

The birthday children are still thinking of the sweetness of the cake, while on the other side of the village, the underage girl who is also their child is trapped in the rushing river, holding on to the branch desperately, even if her fingers are cut. Don't let go!

She was like a helpless little animal, no one cared about her, she wanted to ask for help but couldn't open her mouth due to loss of strength.

help!help!How much she wanted to open her mouth to scream, how much she wanted someone to come and save her!

But in the end, it was almost dawn, but still no one came, she completely lost her strength, couldn't open her eyes, and the last tense nerve broke—she was almost about to give up her life, despite the mixed Unwilling, wronged and angry.

She was finally discovered, and after being rescued, half of her life was gone, and her legs were disabled as a result.

She is now, is she lucky to look like this now?Or is it unfortunate?Fei Yan couldn't figure it out, he only knew that she had no reason not to resent or hate.

If she had died in the river last time, then what they came to arrest this time might be Xiaofang's undead.

"I don't want to wait here to die, and then the body will be buried with a stranger after death. I was treated indifferently during my lifetime, and my body was sold for money after death! Why! Why should they treat me like this... ..." Xiaofang's expression was no longer calm, her throat was choked, and she tried her best to hold back tears, "Even if I only have half a day left, I still want to go out and see, I can't go to college, I always have to go out and see... ...I...I want to beg you, take me away! I...I won't live long...I saved some money, I won't let you spend it...you take me away!"

Fei Yan's hands were tightly held by her, and the little girl in front of her was suppressing her crying, but her tears couldn't stop falling.

In this family, I can't even cry happily, because it may be followed by a violent beating after venting out loud.

And in countless nights, did Xiaofang hide in the quilt and cry secretly?

"I..." Fei Yan opened his mouth with difficulty. He still has four days left here, and he doesn't know if he can complete the task, let alone let such a self save another person who is suffering in the abyss of pain. people.

He has no father or mother, and is a serious lack of family affection.

Xiaofang was treated indifferently, and she was also a serious lack of family affection.

Different encounters, different moods, but the same lonely soul, the same tragedy.

Fei Yan finally let go of her hand.

Xiaofang looked at the loosened hand in a daze, despair and helplessness welled up in her heart, and sure enough... did she reject herself?

There were still tears on her face, but a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.What exactly... am I longing for?

She was just about to turn around and go to the kitchen to wash her face and cook when she felt a gentle pat on the top of her head.

She raised her head and looked at the person in front of her with red eyes.

"I'll help you." Fei Yan patted her on the head and said, "I have four days left, but I will definitely help you."

Xiaofang was stunned at first, then her nose was sore, she seemed to have found a temporary safe haven, she was about to hug Fei Yan tightly to express her gratitude when someone grabbed her by the collar.

Xiaofang turned her head, and it was the man with long hair who didn't like to talk, and he was staring at her indifferently, "Let go."

She was frightened by the cold voice, and almost unconsciously withdrew her hand.

Fei Yan smiled, "Go and wash your face."

After Xiaofang said "um", she hurried to the kitchen, her steps were lame but cheerful.

Yin Lu'an had a cold face from the moment he left the room, he took two steps forward, Fei Yan retreated subconsciously, until he was cornered by him.

The curator forced him into a corner until there was no way out, he got very close, looked down at the young man in front of him, breathing on his forehead.

Fei Yan's eyes were still a little red, maybe what happened to the little girl just now moved him.Yin Lu'an pressed one hand next to his head, leaned over slightly, and the tip of their noses always brushed against each other vaguely.

The old deer in Fei Yan's heart started to bump around again.

He pretended to be calm, but he was betrayed by the red ears and neck, "What... what's wrong?"

Yin Luan frowned, and the air flowed across the other's face when she opened her mouth, "Do you think she is pitiful?"

"Hmm..." After thinking for a while, Fei Yan could understand that they had lived for more than 1000 years, and they had never seen any kind of things or encountered any kind of poor people.

Their feelings have long been numb, and a little girl who can't be said to be particularly unfortunate is really nothing in front of them.

Fei Yan thought so, but he still couldn't concentrate. He was surrounded by the smell of Yin Luan, and his eyes were also attracted by the other's moist and soft lips.

The mouth opened and closed, Fei Yan couldn't hear what the other party was saying at all, he just kept repeating in his mind - the kiss on the sedan chair last night.

Yin Luan said a lot.

"Do you know?" He realized that Fei Yan was in a daze, and asked again.

Fei Yan didn't hear a word, but he thought it wasn't something important, so he said vaguely, "Got it."

He yelled in his heart, and I said I heard it, can you take your hand away?

You are so close, the old deer in my heart may have been killed right now.

Yin Lu'an could clearly see that the person in front of her was distracted, and was quite helpless, "If you know, you are not allowed to smile at her in the future."

Fei Yan: "?" Who are you not allowed to smile at?Master curator, what is this request?And... why did he hear a trace of grievance from inside.

He wanted to know what Yin Lu'an said just now, so the topic suddenly changed to this.But he pretended to hear those words before, and now he was embarrassed to ask, wouldn't he just slap himself in the face if he asked?

He thought for a long time, met the other party's dark eyes, and said, "I treat everyone like this... I love to laugh by nature."

Yin Lu'an leaned forward with his right hand, almost enclosing Fei Yan in his own domain: "Liar."

Just as Fei Yan was about to refute, Yin Luan pressed his index finger on the middle of his forehead, and said softly, "Every time you laugh, this place is wrinkled, and you haven't gone down."

Fei Yan was stunned. He saw his own reflection in the curator's eyes.

At this time, Yin Lu'an could only hold the person in front of him. He shrunk the person countless times and put it in his eyes, no more, no less, and it happened that he could only let him go.

So this person came to the heart along the eyes, and then magnified countless times until it filled his entire heart.

Fei Yan felt that his whole face was about to explode, and he also seemed to have auditory hallucinations. He felt that fireworks were going off not far away, and when the fireworks were in full bloom, his heart was also glowing.

Fei Yan suddenly felt that Yin Lu'an was doing it on purpose, he just said what he said, why did he get so close!He was a little bit unwilling, what is the difference between his appearance now and the good family woman who was molested!

He should flirt back, it's not illegal to flirt anyway!

It wasn't until later that Fei Yan realized the truth that not everyone can flirt casually, especially this kind of old virgin who has lived for more than 1000 years!

Fei Yan suddenly held his face lightly, getting closer and closer...

He didn't stop until he was less than one centimeter away from the other's lips. Looking at the other's stiff expression, he smiled and said, "Are you satisfied with my smile?"

The young man's brows and eyes are completely open, and there is a little smile in his eyes, like brilliant stars.

Yin Luan stared at the lips of the person in front of her with deep eyes.

"Cough—" Tianling, who had been treated as a light bulb, coughed fiercely, and the two realized that this ambiguous posture had been maintained for a long time.

"Then...then what..." Tianling looked up at the sky, "The meal is almost ready."

Yin Luan withdrew her hand, and finally told him: "Anyway, be on guard against her."

Fei Yan let out a "hmm", obviously taking this "her" as that mummy.

What he didn't know was that it was because of this misunderstanding that he almost died in this world.

Xiaofang and Amber came out of the kitchen, filled the big round table at home, and poured drinks for everyone.The little girl looked very happy, with an unstoppable smile on her lips and a flushed face.

Several people were tired all day and sat at the table and ate a lot.Xiaofang left some food for Liu Xuemei who was still sleeping, and lit three more sticks of incense/inserted/in the incense burner.

It was almost nine o'clock after this meal.

In the countryside, it was time to turn off the lights and go to bed at this time, and a few people helped clean up, and then went back to lie down.

Fei Yan lay down a lot during the day, but he was still very energetic lying there at this time.He put his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling, thinking about the remaining four days.

He only has four days left. In these four days, he has to find the undead and defeat it.

Before that, he had to send Xiaofang out.

Fei Yan was planning in his mind when he suddenly heard a voice, the voice was very clear, like a jingle from childhood.

"An old man Ding... owed me two marbles... I said three days to pay...he said four days to pay..."

"Well... an old man Ding... owes me two marbles... I said three days to pay...he said four days to pay..."

"An old man Ding... owes me two marbles..."

The voice kept repeating these few sentences, appearing extremely sad and terrifying in the quiet warehouse.

Fei Yan jumped up and sat up. Could it be that... the undead came again?

The author has something to say: Fei Yan: ... So what did the curator say during that time!

Curator: Beauty deceives people, but no matter what danger you encounter, I will rescue you as soon as possible.

Tianling: Be the light bulb for another chapter.

Amber: I didn't say a word in this chapter...

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