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"I'll tell you, don't be afraid."

Fu Baiqiu lacked confidence when he said this, his eyelids drooped.In the past, she was the most indifferent to her work and didn't care what other people think, but now she doesn't know that she has started to care, and cares about Shi Jinzhi's opinion.

She didn't care about this man's attitude before amnesia, but after amnesia, it upset her.

Seeing her serious face, Shi Jinzhi restrained his casualness, put down his chopsticks, looked at her seriously, shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid."

"I..." Maybe it's because her serious appearance is so cute, Fu Baiqiu lightened up a little, and said, "I put makeup on the dead."

It's not that she doesn't want literature and art, and it's not that she belittles herself.

She just wanted to use such vulgar words to relieve a little anxiety in her heart——she cared very much.

The voice fell, and the eyes of the two met, intertwined and fused.

There was no fear in Shi Jinzhi's eyes, but surprise, curiosity, and she even laughed, "Ah, I know, is the undertaker right?"

"Ah."

"You are too good, that's not something that ordinary people can do." Shi Jinzhi exclaimed softly, his eyes full of admiration.

Fu Baiqiu: "..."

"I remember there is a movie in Taiwan called "Fate Makeup Artist"—"

"Seen."

Fu Baiqiu interrupted softly, but he didn't feel so tense in his heart, so he simply went along with her words, "It's abusive to do makeup for my dead lover with my own hands. But from another point of view, I should be content with it. The dead people don't even have ashes, and they can't be melted even if they want to, at least when the body is intact, you can still see it for the last time."

As he spoke, he thought of his family.

That's true, not even a pinch of ashes.

Shi Jinzhi looked at her in a daze, as if his emotions were shared, he felt a faint sadness for a moment, but in his own memory, about Mao Mao's past was completely blank.

So this sadness stuck in my heart and disappeared.

"Mao Mao."

"Ok?"

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm used to it." Fu Baiqiu smiled lightly, "Death is a very common thing for me. I see countless scenes of life and death with my own eyes every day, and no amount of emotion will numb it."

She didn't give Shi Jinzhi a chance to continue to answer the conversation, she picked up some food with chopsticks, and urged: "Eat, it's time to get cold."

Shi Jinzhi picked up the chopsticks again, bowed his head and said nothing.

After dinner, Fu Baiqiu took the initiative to help Shi Jinzhi make the bed.

Turning around and returning to the original point, she couldn't help but think of the situation when that person just moved in two months ago, like a dream, but this time it really existed.

Shi Jinzhi couldn't get his hands in the whole time, and watched her neatly spread the sheets and quilts, his heart sank quietly.

"Okay, go to bed early if you have nothing to do." Fu Baiqiu straightened up, placed the covered pillows in the center of the bed, turned and glanced at the person next to him.

"Or you can practice the piano if you want. I haven't practiced for almost half a month. Your audience will definitely be able to hear it."

"What?" Shi Jinzhi looked up in a daze.

Fu Baiqiu opened his mouth and returned the original words to her: "If you don't practice the piano for one day, you will know it; if you don't practice the piano for two days, your neighbors will know it; if you don't practice the piano for three days, your audience will know it."

Is it.

After all, Shi Jinzhi couldn't hold back, and stepped forward slowly, but then quickly restrained himself, not daring to get too close, only about [-] centimeters away from her.

There was a faint fragrance in his nose, and he was drunk, but he still didn't say anything.

【I'm scared, can I squeeze in with you for another night? 】

She told herself to restrain herself.

With his hands hanging by his sides, his palms hurting from being pinched, Shi Jinzhi smiled calmly on the surface, shook his head and said, "I'm a little tired today, I need to go to bed early."

"Good night then."

Who would have expected that Fu Baiqiu would leave without any regrets, and he didn't even ask her again: Are you still afraid?

There are two lights in the room, white and yellow, intertwined with warmth and coldness, shrouding her lonely and silent figure in the light and shadow, like a dream.

Blink to the last day of 2017.

Colleagues in the administrative class started their vacation in the afternoon. Just after twelve o'clock, the offices in the building became empty one after another.In order to spend more time with Fu Baiqiu, Jiang Ning didn't go home directly after get off work, but stayed to have lunch with her.

The two sat in the cafeteria and discussed the travel plan. Three people, two days and one night, besides soaking in hot springs, they can also go for a stroll in the nearby town.

"Let me drive, it's convenient."

"Can I take Master's co-pilot?"

Facing his apprentice's expectant eyes, Fu Baiqiu froze for a moment, and a familiar voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

【Has anyone ever sat in your co-pilot】

【Have】

【who】

【You】

It was before that person lost his memory, and I feel a little embarrassed when I think about it.

"Master?"

Fu Baiqiu came back to his senses for a moment, his eyes met the fiery gaze of his apprentice, and his heart seemed to be pinched gently, feeling a trace of ambiguity.She opened her mouth and was about to answer when she caught a glimpse of a figure approaching from the side from the corner of her eye, turned her eyes slightly, and saw Chen Wan holding a dinner plate and smiling at her.

"Hey, isn't this our fairy sister? Miss me?" Mr. Chen sat down next to Fu Baiqiu, looked up at Jiang Ning, "There is also fairy sister."

"..."

The tables and chairs in the cafeteria are connected, one table has four places, and there is no place to move it. Fu Baiqiu resisted the discomfort, did not talk to him, and only speeded up his eating speed silently.

On the contrary, Jiang Ning has always been upright, and didn't recognize this playboy who rarely showed his face. Seeing his obscene look, he said, "Who are you, stay away from my master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Baiqiu frowned, and kicked his apprentice lightly under the table.

There are quite a lot of related households in the funeral parlor. Whoever comes in through the back door, everyone knows each other well, and on the surface they work in a low-key manner, but in private they compete with each other with arrogance.

Jiang Ning hadn't been here for a long time, had never met Chen Huang, and didn't know his identity, so he thought he was the wretched man behind Fu Baiqiu in some department, so naturally he didn't look good.And Fu Baiqiu has been working here for seven years. He has witnessed the departure of the old leader and the succession of the new leader.

Jiang Ning was kicked, but fortunately he was not stupid enough to ask directly, but turned his eyes away and looked at Master suspiciously.

"I am the caring younger brother of Sister Immortal." Chen Wang didn't care at all, focusing on Fu Baiqiu's profile.

The woman he fell in love with was beauty.

Jiang Ning was overjoyed, and sneered: "So you are a younger brother."

"Xiao Jiang." Fu Baiqiu couldn't help but say, "Go back early after eating, it's going to rain in a while."

"……Oh."

Chen Wang pretended not to see their eyes meet, leaned his upper body slightly, and was within walking distance of Fu Baiqiu, "Sister, how about sitting upstairs?"

Fu Baiqiu immediately put down his chopsticks and stood up, "I'm off to work, use it slowly." She picked up her mobile phone and wiped her mouth with a tissue as she walked towards the gate.

"Master, wait for me!" Jiang Ning stopped eating and chased him out.

There is little rain in winter, but the humidity in the south is heavy, so it is not stingy when it rains.It was cloudy at noon, and the cold wind penetrated the fabric like a knife, drilling into the pores.Fu Baiqiu didn't go far, waited for his apprentice to chase her out, sent her out of the unit gate, and then went back to the office alone.

In just a few steps, his teeth were shivering from the cold.

Only the director remained in the office. Fu Baiqiu went in and saw him, greeted him lightly, went into the lounge and sat down, drinking hot jujube tea.

After a while, she heard the director answering the phone, and the landline answered repeatedly.

"Xiao Fu." He called her as soon as the phone hung up, "Come out for a while."

"..."

Fu Baiqiu packed up his emotions and went out. The director smiled kindly, but his eyes were meaningful. "Curator Chen asked you to go up. You don't have to be busy in the afternoon. Go back early and take a good vacation."

She suddenly had an ominous premonition.

The New Year's Day leave that she applied for the day before yesterday was approved, and she went through the normal process. If she hadn't met Chen Huang in the cafeteria today, she would never have thought about it.

"Go." The director waved his hand.

This means that she can leave work directly, and the rest of the time is her private property.

Fu Baiqiu took the elevator to the top floor, found the curator's office, knocked on the door three times, and pushed it open.

Of course, the leader is not there.

Sitting on the chair that belonged to his father, Chen Wang smiled mischievously, and hooked his fingers at her, "Sister, come here, I have something to tell you."

"..."

Fu Baiqiu subconsciously grasped the handle of the door, wanting to leave.

"It's a serious matter, I won't lie to you." Chen Wang took out a folder from the drawer and threw it on the table, "You'll know when you look at it."

After hesitating for a while, Fu Baiqiu walked over slowly, picked up the folder and flipped through it, his face changed slightly, he raised his head suddenly and said, "What do you mean?"

"A gift for you." Chen Wang stared at her intently and smiled.

This is an equity transfer contract. Party A, Chen Huang, and Party B, Fu Baiqiu, transfer 10% of the shares, and the target is a funeral service company.

Without even thinking about it, Fu Baiqiu threw it back in front of him, "No, thank you." After saying that, he turned and wanted to leave.

She is well aware of how lucrative the funeral industry is, because of its monopolistic nature, and it is not something that ordinary people can do casually.

It's just that they didn't expect the Chen family to dare to do it themselves and make huge profits from it.

Since Chen Wang's father took office, he has engaged in a monopoly, and funeral-related expenses have doubled one after another. The cheapest urn starts at [-] yuan, and an ordinary shroud costs [-] to [-] yuan. The fees for various ceremonies, props, and venue rental have also increased. If the family members want to hold a simple funeral, it will cost at least [-] to [-] yuan. If it is more decent, there is no ceiling.

The common people in Pingming couldn't afford to die.

This is considered a violation of |discipline and will be double|regulated.

Fu Baiqiu doesn't care about these things, she only does what she is supposed to do and gets the salary she deserves, but if someone wants to drag her into the water, she is not stupid.

"Don't, sister..." Chen Wang became anxious, and stepped forward to hold her hand, "I'm sincere, I will never find out from the top |, I guarantee safety."

Fu Baiqiu was really annoyed, and he shook his arm and tried to break free from his hand, but unexpectedly, he embraced him head-on, and immediately felt a male|sexual|dangerous aura, and she panicked, "Let go of me... ...!"

Chen Wang saw that she was skinny and had little flesh, but she was not weak. His two arms wrapped her in his arms like iron chains, and he turned around and pushed her down on the desk.

"Sister...I like you so much, from the first moment I saw you..."

"I know you are pretending to be indifferent, but you must be very lonely in your heart... Although I can't marry you, you can be my mistress, and I will give you the best, sister..." His lips Leaning over, I want to kiss Fang|Ze, every time I call my sister, the desire becomes more intense.

The eldest is not young, and he learned how greasy his father is all over.

Fu Baiqiu twisted his neck, his face was flushed, he raised his knee in desperation and gave it a hard push...

"Ow—!"

Chen Wang let go of her with a scream, squatted down clutching a certain part, his little white face was twisted in pain, "You, surnamed Fu..."

--Snapped!

Fu Baiqiu slapped him all over the face, with all his strength, and finally felt that he was not enough to relieve his anger, so he kicked him on the buttocks, "Just you toad|toad? Pooh! Die early and go to the cremation furnace sooner!"

She was used to being civilized since she was a child, and she was not very good at swearing. She vented enough and walked out of the office swaggeringly.

Walking all the way to the parking lot, Fu Baiqiu threw himself into the car, took deep breaths desperately, and tears burst out after his emotions stabilized...

Shi Jinzhi practiced the piano at home.

In the past few days, she has been extremely focused and devoted, sitting in front of the piano for six or seven hours at a time, and needs an alarm clock to remind her to eat and take medicine.When I’m tired, I play two popular songs for self-entertainment, and when I’m not tired, I play one etude after another. Often, at the end of the day, I feel that from my shoulders to my fingers, I don’t belong to myself anymore.

When Fu Baiqiu came in, she was playing "Hungarian Rhapsody No. [-]", when the door slammed shut and she stopped.

"came back."

Shi Jinzhi didn't get up, but turned his head, smiled at the man, then turned back and continued playing.

The broken notes may sound perfect to a layman, but she knows that she has no soul, and when her fingers are pressed, it is a dry scale, not music, because from this moment her mind can no longer concentrate on the piano.

——Maomao's complexion is very bad.

Finally she played a note wrong...

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Shi Jinzhi sighed, stood up and turned his head, meeting the burning gaze of the man, his heart skipped a beat.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked nervously.

Fu Baiqiu stood motionless by the door, just looking at her like this, with his thin lips tightly pursed, his expression indifferent, and his eyes hollow and lifeless.

"I took my medicine on time today, and I made my own lunch according to the recipe. There are only two dishes. I cook as much as I eat. There is no waste. I washed the dishes, cleaned the kitchen, mopped the living room, and washed the clothes. It's..."

Shi Jinzhi reported in a low voice, thinking about whether there was anything to add, and added: "I was practicing the piano at other times, and I didn't run around."

"Maomao?"

Fu Baiqiu's eyelashes trembled, and finally moved. She lowered her head to change her shoes, entered the room, walked slowly to Shi Jinzhi's side, stretched out her hand and retracted it.

"I'm going to take a shower," she said.

Shi Jinzhi nodded in astonishment: "Okay."

The footsteps stepped heavily on the stairs, a little heavy, as if stepping on her heart.

Until the sound of water gurgling in the bathroom upstairs, closing and opening, opening and closing again, Shi Jinzhi turned around anxiously, did not sit down for a long time, and stood there in a daze.

The sound of water stopped for a long time, the door opened, and footsteps came down.

A figure stopped beside her, and she suddenly came back to her senses. She was hugged from the side unexpectedly and fell into the embrace filled with the fragrance of shower gel.

"Let me give you a hug."