I thought I was dead, and then the pipe reached the end, and then continued down and landed on the shore, so I didn't die.
I rested at home for two days before going to work. Gao Hua's wife was refined and buried, and Gao Hua disappeared. He was missing and could not be found.
Maybe Gao Hua left the city, or maybe something happened to him, I don’t know.
Liu Shougui was hit by a car and almost died. I went to see him and he asked me if I was in trouble.
I said no, I was living a good life. He glared at me, knowing I was talking nonsense.
"Is it really that evil?"
"Of course, this is a ghost curse. There is no solution. Gao Hua owes it. There is nothing we can do about it."
I started to believe some things, just like when I first arrived at the crematorium, there were so many things I didn't believe.
Director Ke came to inspect the work again. It seemed that he liked going to the crematorium. Well, he had worked there for so many years and had some feelings for it.
When Director Ke heard that I was in trouble, he asked me about it and seemed particularly concerned.
Director Ke said he would treat me to dinner in the evening and bring Yu Li along.
I went there in the evening, and I don't know what Director Ke wanted to talk to me about.
Director Ke brought Li Xiaohuan with him. This Li Xiaohuan seemed different from the Li Xiaohuan I knew.
"Director Ke, what can I do for you?"
"I have chosen a cemetery, can you help me take a look?"
"I can't do this. I need a Feng Shui master to look at it."
"I just want you to see if the place is nice and whether you like it."
"For parents to choose?"
"Let my mother choose."
What he said was a bit strange. Does it have anything to do with me whether it’s good or not
I went there anyway, and the place was indeed nice. I expressed my liking for it, and he said this was the right place.
This Director Ke is always acting weird. I really don’t know what he means. This is what I can’t figure out.
This matter made me feel strange. I sat in the office and flipped through several diaries I wrote. I felt that it was not some weird novel, but seemed to have something to do with me. The person mentioned most in it was Ke Mingzhe, Director Ke. Why did I mention so many people? He is my son. In the diary, he wrote that he had returned from his previous life. I don’t believe that such a thing will happen to me. My head is a bit big.
My diary was lost. I looked at it a week later, but I didn’t see anything on the surveillance camera. It was lost just like that. I thought, maybe this is my fate, and I won’t look for it anymore. Those things make me feel painful.
That day, I wanted to burn someone. The feeling was a little special. I am a refiner, and of course, more importantly, I am a designer.
Burning people is addictive. I heard other refiners say that I sat on operating table No. 8 that day. I like operating table No. 8. In fact, people inexplicably like certain things. It is all related to your previous life, or things you did, saw, and were familiar with in your previous life. People are like this.
I was operating so skillfully at the operating table.
After burning one, I came out and returned to the office.
I felt uneasy, I didn't know why, but I always felt like something had happened.
It's the strangest feeling.
I was so restless that I picked up the phone and called Director Ke, Ke Mingzhe. It was a completely abnormal behavior.
It took a long time before someone answered the phone.
"Director Ke is in trouble."
I was stunned.
"What's wrong?"
"In the hospital."
I felt very confused. When I drove to the hospital, he actually felt like a family member to me.
Director Ke had been in a serious car accident. He was in the operating room. I went to the emergency passage to smoke a cigarette. There was no one there. I sat on the steps and felt my legs go weak. I didn't know why I had that feeling.
I heard footsteps and a person came up from downstairs. I saw the person wearing a mask. It was Gao Hua. I stood up immediately.
"Gao Hua?"
"Yes, it's me. I'm Gao Hua, Director Zhang. I'm here to say goodbye."
"Gao Hua, what happened? We are friends, we can solve it together, please don't be like this, okay?"
"I'm sorry, this is a ghost curse. I have to pay back what I owe. I haven't died because I'm waiting for something. In fact, this matter makes me feel conflicted, but I still did it. I let Ke Mingzhe see the words on my face."
"Why are you doing this, why are you contradicting yourself?"
"To be honest, when Ke Mingzhe was the director, he cut skin and made skin paintings. He cut my sister's skin, so I came to take revenge. He was lucky to die. The reason for my conflict is that we are friends. Ke Mingzhe was your son in your previous life. You came back to this world, but you later forgot everything about your previous life. I'm sorry, my friend."
Gao Hua is gone, and I was dumbfounded. What was written in the diary was indeed true. No wonder I was so restless today. Here is the reason. Director Ke is really my son in my previous life, he really is.
I went to the operating room and the doctor came out and shook his head.
I cried that day, as if something hurt me.
Ke Mingzhe asked me to look at the cemetery. What did that mean? I didn't understand it at first. Was it a premonition? I don't know.
I was the one who burned Ke Mingzhe, and it hurt me so much.
I was buried in that place. Li Xiaohuan cried her heart out. Liu Yang also came, and so did his son, my grandson.
He was buried next to his mother, so the woman with the name Yunbai engraved on the tombstone was my wife in my previous life.
At this moment, I also understood what Ke Mingzhe meant. When I die, I will be buried here so that the family can be reunited. So why not bury my past life self here? I couldn't understand.
Did Ke Mingzhe's death have anything to do with seeing the words on Gao Hua's face? I don't know.
Gao Hua died. When she was putting on makeup, I saw that the words on her face were gone.
Pay off what you owe, and you will have no debts. When you have no debts, you will live in another world, clean and pure like a newborn baby.
I felt bad that I didn't send Gao Hua off.
Liu Shougui went home to recuperate, and I went there. Liu Yang brought the children. I have been to the Zha house in Chixian before, and it seemed that I had some memories of this place.
Liu Shougui said that he felt guilty about Ke Mingzhe's death. If he had helped Gao Hua at the beginning, nothing would have happened. Although it was a ghost, there was another way. Liu Shougui didn't say it, and there was no point in saying it now.
Generally speaking, Ke Mingzhe's death was just an accident, just like any other accident. There is nothing strange about it.
I sat in this office where Ke Mingzhe once sat. It was still decorated the same way as it was back then. I didn't move at all because I didn't want to move.
Although I have forgotten my previous life, I am still trying hard to find it. All my diaries are lost and have disappeared mysteriously.
There is a drawer in the desk. It has no lock, but it cannot be opened. I have never opened it. Now, I want to open it because Ke Mingzhe is dead. I always have a feeling that he left something for me.
The drawer was strange. I found some tools and pried it open. In addition to the diary, there was also a pistol carved out of wood.
I thought it was very strange, so I took out the diary and opened it. There was only one entry and a thick notebook. The handwriting was from Ke Mingzhe, which I recognized.
Ke Mingzhe's diary, perhaps the last one:
This wooden pistol was made for me by my father. There was a cut on his hand and I saw it bleeding a lot. I will never forget what happened that year.
There was a smell on my father's body. My mother said, "Yes, I smelled it too." My mother said it was the smell of a dead person, but to me it was not the smell of a dead person, but the smell of a man.
This is my deepest memory from childhood. I never expected that my father would come back to the world. When I saw him for the first time, I felt so familiar. It was indeed my father’s return. I finally gave him the hug I owed him. That hug made me feel warm…
My tears flowed and dripped onto the diary. Ke Mingzhe, my son. Although I don’t remember this gun anymore, I know that he is my son.
These are the things Ke Mingzhe left for me, along with the urn in the office. Come to think of it, Ke Mingzhe had a premonition of his own death and arranged everything. Maybe that's the case.
I stood in front of the window, looking at the crematorium, where people were coming and going. This is the place where yin and yang meet, this is the place to go to another world, and it is also the place of new beginnings. We who work in the crematorium are also called soul senders. We are busy putting the final touches to life and then letting them start life in a new world.
I don’t know whether it is right or wrong to be reborn in this life, but no matter what, this is life. Only I know whether it is painful or happy.
When I decided to take my mother away from the city, she agreed.
When I handed in my resignation, the director just shook his head and approved it.
I left this city because I wanted to completely separate from it. It was so painful, so I had to leave.
It was a small town by the sea, a very small town, an ancient town. My mother and I loved the stone paths and the narrow alleys. When I was free, I would take my mother to walk on the stone paths, or sit by the sea. The sea and the river were completely different, which was another interpretation. I didn't understand what it was interpreting. Only after sitting and looking at it for a long time, could you realize it, because it is really too big.
I work as an editor in a newspaper, editor of the sub-edition, editing some manuscripts. I like this quiet life.
I didn't bring anything from that city with me, and I don't want to have any trace of it.
In the second year after I came to this small town, I found a bottle drifting on the beach. There was a folded note inside. I opened it and it said: Dad, I miss you.
That was Ke Mingzhe's handwriting. I covered my hand and cried. It was the first time I cried so hard. I wrote on it: Son, Dad misses you.
However, if it was thrown into the sea, where would it drift to? I don’t know, but I think my son Xiaozhe would be able to see it, because I saw it.
The neighbor lady introduced me to a guy from small town. He had long hair and looked a lot like Hao Fei. We held hands and walked barefoot along the beach. It seemed like a new beginning. Although it was painful, that pain seemed to be the reason and cause that made you strong, taller and more stable.
I like sitting by the sea, almost every day, just like sitting by the river with Xiaozhe, telling him that goodness is the flow of life.
The girl sitting next to me now is very quiet. I told her that it is the turbulence of life. When the sea is quiet, I told her that it is the quietness of life. She always smiles at me gently... (To be continued)