Zheng Jun let out a soft cry and stopped.
"I cut my hand on a bone."
The glove was cut, so I pulled it off and saw blood coming out of my middle finger. I put it in my mouth. There would be bacteria on the dead person's body, and the infection is often fatal. It turns out that a makeup artist died in this way.
"Okay, you command me."
The work is almost done.
Zheng Jun directed me and it took more than an hour to finish. After comparing it with the photos, it was basically possible. Of course, it can't be compared with Master Zhao.
Zheng Jun's fingers are not swollen, so there is nothing wrong with him.
The deceased's family looked at it and nodded, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
We were so busy that day that it was past three in the afternoon. Zheng Jun couldn't do anything anymore, so he just directed me to do the work. All these tasks were very troublesome.
As we came out of the dressing room, the director came over.
"You guys are just done?"
“It’s a tough job.”
"Thank you for your hard work. There is only one master chef who can do this difficult job, but he is ill and will probably have to retire this time. Please bear with me. I will help you with the level matters."
The higher the level of a makeup artist, the higher the salary and the higher the rewards.
Zheng Jun and I went out for dinner and she asked me what I thought.
"I can't decide on this matter for now."
Zhang Xiaoxue sent me a text message saying she was downstairs at my house.
Zheng Jun snatched the message away and replied, "I don't love you, I don't want to care about you, I'm with Xiaojun."
I became famous immediately.
“Zheng Jun, don’t be so overbearing. If you do this again, I will go back to the refining room and stop playing with you.”
"Then you go."
I was so angry that I left. Zheng Jun didn't chase me. He sat there and started eating and drinking. This guy is like this. Sometimes his heart is so big that it can fall out, and sometimes his heart is so small that he can't even get a needle through.
I went downstairs and saw Zhang Xiaoxue there. She threw herself into my arms and started crying.
Zhang Xiaoxue and I went upstairs. She was still crying, so I took out Master Zhao's letter.
"I won't look. I know everything. My grandma told me too. But I want to be with you. I'm not afraid of five years. I'll accept my fate if I have love."
I don't want to persuade her, nor do I want to say anything. It's useless to say anything at this moment. She doesn't listen to what Master Zhou says. Maybe she will get better after a while. Five years, a person comes to this life, lives to his twenties, exchanges five years of love, and then gives up. I think it's worth it, and Zhang Xiaoxue thinks it's worth it too. However, I can't let Zhang Xiaoxue go like this. Yinyan is gone, and I can't get rid of this pain.
Zhang Xiaoxue came home, and I sat on the sofa drinking and listening to songs. There are always only a few songs in the computer that I like, and they seem to be so old that they are falling off. I haven't changed the songs since Yinyan left. This is what Yinyan set for me, and I want to keep it forever.
I slept in my father's bedroom that day. It was the second time I slept here after my father died. I sleep here when I miss my father. If my father were alive, he would give me some advice. I feel that I have gone too far now. I think skin cutting is a very wrong thing. But there are many things that I cannot do otherwise. So I can only do this.
Every time I sleep in my father's bedroom, covered with the quilt he used when he was alive, I have a dreamless night. It is always so comforting, just like sleeping in my father's arms. I can even smell his scent. Because my father doesn't hold me, I am two meters away from him, and I can smell the scent on his body that makes me feel at ease. I don't know if other people have this feeling, just like a baby, who is always quiet in his mother's arms.
I went to work and Zheng Jun didn't come, so the manager came in and said.
"You don't have to do your work today. Go to the hospital and take care of Zheng Jun."
I was stunned for a moment before I realized that Zheng Jun had a fever, which might be related to the fact that his finger was cut by the broken bone of the dead man yesterday.
I went to the hospital and Zheng Jun's grandfather and parents were there. When Zheng Jun saw me, he called me.
"What's going on?"
"have no idea."
Look at Zheng Jun's fingers, they are swollen and thick.
"Wasn't everything fine yesterday?"
"yes!"
I came out and called Master Zhao, and she listened and said.
"I'll be there in a minute."
Master Zhao came and was surprisingly familiar with Zheng Jun's family. Later I learned that Master Zhao's job was transferred to him by Zheng Jun's family. At that time, I felt that what Master Zhao said made me stay with Zheng Jun, and that Zhang Xiaoxue was not suitable and a little unsuitable. But when I thought of what Master Zhou said, I felt that Master Zhao was not that kind of person.
Master Zhao asked someone to go out and asked me to stay aside. She took out a small black bottle, poured out something black, rubbed it on Zheng Junpo's fingers and said.
"It's okay, you can be discharged from the hospital. Keep this small bottle. If something like this happens again, just apply it on."
"No, we'll buy it ourselves."
I said this and looked at Master Zhao's reaction.
“Nothing for sale.”
Zheng Jun went back to work the next day and his fingers returned to normal.
"What is this bottle?"
"I don't know. The master always has this thing in her makeup box. I asked her about it and she told me about it."
I put the vial in my makeup case.
"There are many strange things about Master Zhao. She changed her job, but she didn't take out the things in the cabinet and sealed it. Should we..."
I wanted to say this and looked at Zheng Jun.
"You are really brave. If Master Zhao knew about this, it would be strange if he didn't beat you up."
I dare not have such thoughts again, but I just find it strange that people leave here, but their belongings are not taken away. Maybe the things in the crematorium cannot be taken home, but they can be given away or thrown away! However, no, they are left here, in a corner of the office.
Zheng Jun and I went into the dressing room. She sat down and asked me to push the dead body.
When the deceased was placed on the dressing bed, I felt something was wrong. I saw a little ghost in the corner covering his mouth and laughing, and I knew there would be trouble today.
I glanced at Zheng Jun, she couldn't see it, so I asked Zheng Jun to go out and told her about it.
"The little ghost is laughing, and his soul is gone. He will laugh like this when he sees someone about to die."
Zheng Jun and I were a little confused because we had never encountered anything like this before.
"It's okay, go in and take a look."
Zheng Jun and I went in, and the dead man suddenly sat up. I yelled, Zheng Jun screamed, and the little ghost in the corner shivered. Zheng Jun's screams became louder and louder.
The corpse actually slowly fell to the ground, and the little ghost started to laugh again. I could hear the sound.
Zheng Jun stood there stupidly.
"Looking for the director."
I closed the door immediately, and the deceased who got up knocked on the door and finally broke the glass. Then the director and Zheng Jun ran over and looked inside through the window, and heard the man shouting.
"Let me out."
The police came, and they were also confused when they encountered such a thing. It was so scary.
In the end, the policeman was brave enough to release the man. The man hugged the policeman and cried. The policeman wet his pants because he had too much fun.
The director was not at the scene. He came back after a while and whispered something to the police.
The family members came and took the person away happily. Then they ignored Zheng Jun and me. We stood there stupidly, not daring to go back to the dressing room.
When I went to the director's office, the director was stunned and then laughed.
"I forgot about you two. It's okay. The rest of the dressing room has finished today's work. Also, you don't have to work tomorrow. Come the day after tomorrow."
"Why?"
"You guys are scared, take a day off, you're not in the right state, don't get into trouble."
"What happened to the dead man?"
"It's okay. I slept in the Qingsong Hall for two days. I'm fine."
Zheng Jun and I didn't ask any further questions. I knew that the refrigerator in Qingsong Hall had had problems twice and the power was always cut off. The man came back to life because the refrigerator was out of power, but it was a bit strange.
The little ghost is laughing, his soul is falling, something is wrong.
When I got home, Zhang Xiaoxue was waiting for me outside. As soon as she came in, she hugged me and cried.
I shook my head. There was really nothing I could do. What should I do? Her crying made me feel very upset. I decided to ignore everyone for a while and see where my heart went.
The next day, Mao Xiaoli called me over, and I went over. I had a rest today.
Mao Xiaoli cooked for me and always took out the best food for me to eat, as well as the best tea.
"Don't you find the crematorium thing strange?"
"I didn't find anything else strange, except that the little ghost was laughing in the corner of the dressing room."
"That's the problem. This matter is not over yet. The family members are happy. There is an idiom about a person coming back to life from the dead. People always say that this is a true resurrection from the dead. But within a week, the man was still dead. This is a Yin resurrection."
I was a little confused and looked at Mao Xiaoli.
"What's going on?"
"This person has one thing he hasn't done. After a person dies, if there is one important thing that others cannot do and they are worried about him, he may be resurrected. Such people do exist."
I believe this. When I was a child, I saw that someone from a neighbor's house died overnight and came back to life the next day. This incident has always been in my childhood dreams and always woke me up from it.
"how so?"
"In addition to this reason, the freezer is really terrible. The manager has not replaced it, saying that he has no money. I think everyone doesn't understand. Whether you have money or not, everyone knows it. Another reason is that the dressing room, how can the door open to the east? If the door opens to the east, gods and ghosts will come. It would be strange if they don't go in."
"Then we're all right?"
"This person will die in seven days, but he will come to you the day before he dies. He will be in a half-soul, half-ghost state the day before. He will also ask you to put on makeup and make requests."
I said, closing my eyes.
"What if it doesn't melt?"
"You have to do it, and you have to agree to the conditions. There's nothing you can do about it. Once you encounter it, it's a lifetime for a makeup artist to encounter something like this."
"That door was moved to the east. Master Zhao asked the manager to do it."
"Master Zhao Juan was cleaning herself. That was her private dressing room. She left in a very clean way. Once the ghost spirit rushed in, it was all over. It was her own dressing room. If she knew she was leaving here, she would never have made a dressing room for herself. This is good. This happened. She didn't expect to encounter such a thing. You can't blame her."
Mao Xiaoli and Master Zhao have a grudge, but I don’t know what it is. She can say this, so I think Mao Xiaoli is still a person with a bright heart.
When I got home, Zheng Jun called me and said he would come over in a while.
Zheng Jun brought over the semi-finished dishes and started cooking, but it was still a mess. Her family has a nanny, so it was already pretty good that she could make it like this for me. Her face was red and her face was in a mess.
"Sorry, it's my first time."
After saying that, she pursed her lips.
I picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.
"tasty."
"real?"
She jumped up like a child, poured the wine, took a bite of the food, and spit it out.
"Oh my god, this is so awful. I'm sorry, I'll treat you. I promise I'll learn how to cook in the future."
It was indeed awful. We went out to eat and I told him what Mao Xiaoli had said to me.
"I called Master Zhao about this matter, and he said almost the same thing. We'll have to see how the situation develops."
This matter made both Zheng Jun and I nervous.
Zhang Xiaoxue actually took a rest again and said she was sick, so I called Master Zhou.
"It's okay. Let her take me to the south to play."
I know Master Zhou’s good intentions.
I was sitting in the dressing room and there was this little ghost walking around.
"Get out, or I'll cut you with the scissors."
The kid made a face and ran away.
The dressing room is clean. Ghosts are afraid of makeup artists. One cut of scissors will cut off their path to reincarnation. There is a tail behind the little ghost, which is the reincarnation tail. If it is cut off, the reincarnation path will be cut short. The ghost will have to be a wild ghost for ten years before being reincarnated.
Zheng Jun looked at me and said.
“Can you really see?”
I nodded.
Zheng Jun said.
"The director is here."
Zheng Jun's hearing ability really amazed me.
Sure enough, the director came in.
"When you two are done for today, come to my office."
Cell phones are not allowed into the dressing room.
After we finished our work, we went into the manager's office. The manager was drinking tea. I picked up the tea box and took a look. It was good tea.
“I have taken it.”
The director glared at me.
"How much tea have you drunk from me? Why don't you give me some?"
"You are not short of tea, but I am short of everything, including my wife."
Zheng Jun glared at me.
The manager didn't say much, opened the drawer, took out something and pushed it towards me. There was a photo on a piece of paper with words written on it. I was stunned. I didn't know that person. Zheng Jun stood up, picked it up, put it in his bag and said.
"Thank you, Director."
Then he pulled me away, and the manager was stunned for a long time and shouted.
"Why are you two getting together? What about Zhang Xiaoxue?"
Oh my god, this director is in charge of everything, Zheng Jun shouted.
"Zhang Xiaoxue and I both married him. I was the first wife and Zhang Xiaoxue was the second wife."
The manager just stood there in a daze, watching us walk away without saying a word. (To be continued)