I didn't think that such a thing would happen again. I have had skin cuts before and I am very familiar with such actions. Mao Xiaoli made me feel scared at that time. At this moment, another Liu Yeye appeared. The face painting of Mao Xiaoli is still kept in my home.
She made her whole life's efforts for love, and I was convinced in the end. But as for the skin cutting, it was wrong and I was not happy about it.
I called Liu Yeye to the office after get off work.
She came in and said.
"This is my off-duty time. If you have anything to say, we can talk tomorrow."
"Please sit down first. I know it's time to get off work, but we have to discuss this after get off work."
Liu Yeye didn't sit down, but stood aside and looked at me.
"What do you want to say?"
"This is very troublesome, Liu Yeye, you are putting on makeup with your back to the camera, which is not allowed."
"I haven't done anything shameful, so what's the big deal? Your rules are just wrong."
"Liu Yeye, do I need to pick it out?"
"Can."
This woman is quite courageous.
"Well, let's go to dressing room number two."
Liu Yeye was a little panicked, but disappeared immediately.
We went to the dressing room, and after entering, Liu Yeye hugged me immediately. I was startled and quickly broke free.
"What are you doing?"
"Isn't that what you want?"
"You are sick!"
I immediately called the director, and just as the director was about to drive away, he ran in.
"Captain, what's wrong?"
"Open the cabinet."
I said to Liu Yeye.
The director probably had never seen me so angry.
Liu Yeye stood there motionless and actually started crying.
"Open."
I shouted, and Liu Yeye shuddered with fear and suddenly knelt down in front of me. I was stunned, and the director was also stunned.
I didn't say anything, the director asked.
"What's wrong?"
Liu Yeye didn't say anything, just knelt there crying.
"It's no use crying. This is a serious matter. Hurry up."
The director took out the key to Liu Yeye's cabinet from her bag and opened the cabinet. I looked inside and saw a black box. It was the same one that Mao Xiaoli gave me that year. I was so surprised.
I took the box in my hands.
"Don't tell anyone about this. Go to the monitoring room now and delete this video. Liu Yeye, follow me."
Liu Yeye got in the car with me, and I drove to Xilailou and entered the private room. Dong Xiaoqiang came in and said a few polite words before leaving.
I ordered the food and poured the wine, and Liu Yeye sat there without saying a word.
"Now the problem has arisen. You told me about it and I will try to deal with it. You definitely can't do it this way."
Liu Yeye started crying again.
"It's not a matter of crying now. Let's drink some wine, eat some food, and then slowly talk about what happened."
I didn't want to do anything to Liu Yeye. I did the same thing back then. I never thought that Liu Yeye would do the same thing. What was she cutting? How could Zhang Wen see it
If Zhang Wen didn't go into the office or the monitoring room, he wouldn't be able to see these details. He is a refiner and a maintenance engineer, so he should have seen it from the refining room. This Zhang Wen is very young, but very experienced and calm, and also very shrewd. I can see that.
Liu Yeye has been drinking. That's easy to deal with. Once she relaxes a bit, she'll tell it.
"I made it for Dong Xiaoqiang. I fell in love with him."
I shuddered. I didn't expect it to be like this. Dong Xiaoqiang is a bit strange. He has never been married. The owner of Xilailou, he painted so many weird paintings. He has been reminding me of something, about my father's death, but he didn't remind me in the end. Maybe he thought I was too stupid and couldn't figure out anything. He just came in and said a few polite words. He knew Liu Yeye. People from the crematorium liked to come here. I didn't expect that Liu Yeye actually fell in love with Dong Xiaoqiang. They were quite different in age.
"Tell me more."
"He asked me to cut the skin on my face. I didn't know what he was going to do, but I did it anyway. I was scared, really scared. I've never done anything like this before."
"How long?"
"Half a year."
I didn't expect it to take this long.
When Dong Xiaoqiang came in, it was already dark, and he came in and said.
"Please go to the third floor."
There are usually no customers on the third floor, so we went into a private room and the food was very good.
"Director Ke, you can't blame Liu Yeye for this. I was the one who ordered it. I was using her."
Liu YeYe sat there without saying anything.
"Dong Xiaoqiang, we have been dating for so many years, what do you mean by doing this?"
"I need it. I need to make a picture. I need it."
"This is against the law. It won't work. Let's stop here and forget about it."
"OK."
I got up and left. I knew that all this would not stop. If a person enters a state of obsession, he would do such a thing even at the risk of his life. I asked Liu Yeye not to go to work for the time being and to stay at home, so that she could think it through herself. I could not let her enter the dressing room anymore.
I didn't expect Liu Yeye to do such a thing, so how did Dong Xiaoqiang know how to paint with skin? It is a very complicated process, can he do it? I don't know.
The next day at work, I was sitting in the office, thinking about things, and Li Xiaohuan ran in.
"Master, something happened."
Something happened again, this silly girl.
The accident was not with Li Xiaohuan, but in dressing room No. 2. Liu Yeye was actually inside, committing suicide. There was blood all over the floor. I was stunned at the time.
The ambulance came and took Liu Yeye away. I drove with the director and followed.
"Call her family."
I called Dong Xiaoqiang and told him to go to the Central Hospital.
We went over and saw Liu Yeye was pushed into the emergency room and Dong Xiaoqiang came.
"She committed suicide."
Dong Xiaoqiang's legs went limp and he leaned against the wall without saying a word. Liu Yeye's parents came and the director told them the situation.
"How is it possible? Ye Ye is a very sunny person, how could she commit suicide? This is impossible, impossible..."
I don’t know what Dong Xiaoqiang and Liu Yeye said after I left that day.
I think Liu Yeye should be fine.
The place where Liu Yeye committed suicide in the dressing room was exactly in the corner of the cabinet. It could not be seen by the surveillance camera. It was seen by a makeup artist who heard some noise and went in to take a look.
When Liu Yeye was pushed out, covered with a white sheet, I closed my eyes. I was 26 years old. What if I didn't let her go home and rest that day? Maybe it wouldn't have happened.
Dong Xiaoqiang sat aside without saying a word, his face pale.
I don't know when he left, so I asked a deputy director and the director to stay here with him and handle the rest of the matter.
I went back to the office and turned on the surveillance camera. In the corner, blood was flowing little by little, like a blood-red river. No one noticed this blood-red river.
That incident happened too suddenly and too strangely.
I think all this has something to do with Dong Xiaoqiang.
While dealing with things here, Dong Xiaoqiang has not shown up.
I was the one who did Liu Yeye’s makeup, and Zhang Wen burned it.
On the day of the cremation, everything was white, as a respect for the crematorium staff.
I went to Xilai Building and entered Dong Xiaoqiang's studio. He was sitting there in a daze.
"What happened? What happened after I left that day?"
Dong Xiaoqiang shook his head for a long time, then asked the waiter to bring some wine and food.
"I love Liu Yeye. I have never loved a woman so much before. But I fell in love with her, but I hurt her. I just wanted to do this. Why? Why?"
Dong Xiaoqiang hit himself.
"Forget it, it's over."
"No way, no way."
I understand Dong Xiaoqiang's pain.
"That year, I met Mao Xiaoli. She always came and we had a good chat. She taught me face painting, a method of painting with skin. I learned it, but I told myself that I would never do it because I didn't have such an opportunity. Even if I had it, I wouldn't do it. But I did it. After I met Liu Yeye, I had such an impulse and couldn't control it."
I didn't expect that Dong Xiaoqiang and Mao Xiaoli actually knew each other. It must have been in the last three years before Mao Xiaoli's death.
I don't know why Mao Xiaoli taught Dong Xiaoqiang these things. What was her purpose? Was she afraid that this kind of painting would be lost? But I know how to do it! Or maybe it was revenge against Dong Jun. Mao Xiaoli and Dong Jun didn't seem to have any grudges. I don't know. Anyway, it's all about the dead. It's hard to explain.
"I asked Liu Yeye to do it. She was very scared at first, but she still did it. It was almost done. I said that after the painting was finished, I would stop and we would get married."
Dong Xiaoqiang shook his head and regretted it, but it was all useless. It was too late to regret and everything could not be undone.
"There was only one piece of skin left. I took Liu Yeye to do it one last time. Unexpectedly, I got the skin and she committed suicide. She liked to put on makeup, but why did I force her to do it? The piece of skin is in this box. It's the skin from Liu Yeye's own face."
Liu Yeye was missing a piece of skin. I saw it when she was putting on makeup. I wanted to ask him about it, and he told me himself.
"Dong Xiaoqiang, we are no longer friends."
I got up and left.
Unexpectedly, a few days later, Dong Xiaoqiang called me and asked me to come over.
"I told you, we're not friends anymore."
"For the last time, my friend. Actually, I don't have many friends. Maybe you are my only friend."
I shook my head and went anyway.
In his studio, he took off the covering cloth and was shocked to find that the painting was actually a willow leaf, alive.
"This is the face painting, of Willow Leaf."
The entire painting is the same size as a real person's face. How much skin would it take
"This last piece is for Ye Ye. I finished this painting. Mao Xiaoli told me that if I made a painting like this, this woman would be with you for three lifetimes, but..."
I closed my eyes. I didn’t know whether to believe what Mao Xiaoli said or not.
When I left that day, Dong Xiaoqiang was in a daze. He didn't talk to me. I didn't expect that something would happen that day. (To be continued)