Chapter 616

"Sorry, little fairy, this time it's our chamber of commerce's poor management that caused this kind of thing and implicated you. I will investigate it clearly when I go back and give you an explanation."

On the way back, Senior Miya suddenly said this to Dorothy.

"No, it's okay, Senior, anyway we didn't..."

"I am a failure, and I hardly ever notice whether the sun is shining or not, because I have no time.

"My parents couldn't provide me with support, my education wasn't high, and I was alone in the city searching for a future.

"I looked for many jobs, but I wasn't hired; perhaps no one likes someone who isn't good at speaking, doesn't like to communicate, and hasn't shown enough ability."

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"I only ate two loaves of bread in three whole days. Hunger made it impossible for me to sleep at night. Fortunately, I had paid a month's rent in advance, so I could continue to live in that dark basement without having to go outside to endure the abnormally cold winter wind.

"Finally, I found a job, working the night shift at a hospital, guarding the morgue.

"The nights at the hospital were even colder than I imagined. The wall lamps in the hallway weren't lit, and it was dim everywhere; I could only rely on the little bit of light seeping out from the rooms to help me see my feet.

"The smell there was very unpleasant. From time to time, the deceased were brought in stuffed in body bags, and we would cooperate to help move them into the morgue.

"This wasn't a very good job, but at least it allowed me to afford bread, and the free time at night could also be used for studying. After all, no one was willing to come to the morgue unless there were bodies that needed to be delivered or transported for cremation. Of course, I didn't have enough money to buy books yet, and I couldn't see any hope of saving money at the moment.

"I have to thank my former colleague; if it weren't for his sudden resignation, I might not have even been able to get a job like this.

"I dreamed of being able to rotate to the day shift. Now, I always sleep when the sun comes out and wake up after night falls, which has made my body a bit weak, and my head occasionally throbs with pain.

"One day, the porter brought in a new body.

"I heard from others that this was my former colleague who had suddenly resigned.

"I was a bit curious about him. After everyone left, I pulled out the cabinet and quietly opened the body bag.

"He was an old man, his face blue and white, covered in wrinkles, looking very frightening under the very dim light.

"He didn't have much hair, most of it was white, and all his clothes had been stripped off, not even a piece of cloth left for him."

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"I saw a strange mark on his chest, blue-black in color. I couldn't describe its exact appearance; the light at the time was really too dim.

"I reached out and touched that mark, but there was nothing special about it.

"Looking at this former colleague, I wondered, if I keep going like this, when I get old, will I end up like him..."

"I told him that tomorrow I would accompany him to the crematorium and personally take his ashes to the nearest free cemetery, so that those responsible for these things wouldn't find it troublesome and just throw them in some river or wasteland.

"This would sacrifice a morning of my sleep, but fortunately, it's Sunday soon, so I can make up for it.

"After saying that, I fixed the body bag and shoved it back into the cabinet.

"The light in the room seemed even dimmer..."

"After that day, every time I slept, I always dreamed of a thick fog.

"I had a premonition that something would happen soon, a premonition that sooner or later, something that I didn't know if it could be called human would come looking for me, but no one was willing to believe me, thinking that in such an environment and such a job, my mind had become abnormal and I needed to see a doctor..."

A male guest sitting in front of the bar looked at the storyteller who had suddenly stopped:

"And then?"

This male guest was in his thirties, wearing a brown tweed jacket and light yellow trousers, his hair pressed very flat, with a simple dark round top hat by his side.

He looked ordinary, just like most people in the tavern, with black hair and light blue eyes, neither good-looking nor ugly, lacking any obvious features.

And the storyteller in his eyes was a young man of eighteen or nineteen, with a tall, straight figure and slender limbs, also with short black hair and light blue eyes, but with deep-set features that could make one's eyes light up.

This young man looked at the empty wine glass in front of him and sighed:

"And then?

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"Then I quit my job and went back to the countryside to brag to you here."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, a smile with a hint of mischief.

The male guest was stunned for a moment:

"Are the things you just told me bragging?"

"Haha." A burst of laughter erupted around the bar.

As the laughter subsided slightly, a thin, middle-aged man looked at the slightly embarrassed guest and said:

"Outsider, you actually believed Lu Mian's story. He tells a different one every day. Yesterday he was a poor wretch whose engagement was broken off by his fiancée, and today he's become a morgue keeper!"

"Right, talking about thirty years east of the Sailunzuohe River, thirty years west of the Sailunzuohe River, just babbling nonsense!" another tavern regular added.

They were all farmers from this large village of Kordu, wearing short jackets that were black, gray, or brown.

The black-haired young man called Lu Mian supported himself on the bar with both hands, slowly stood up, and said with a smile:

"You know, this isn't a story I made up; it was all written by my sister. She loves writing stories the most and is even a columnist for some 'Novel Weekly'."

After speaking, he turned his body, spread his hands toward the outsider, and smiled brilliantly:

"It seems she writes really well.

"Sorry for the misunderstanding."

The man in the brown tweed jacket with ordinary looks wasn't angry; he stood up as well and responded with a smile:

"A very interesting story.

"What should I call you?"

"Isn't it common sense to introduce yourself before asking others?" Lu Mian laughed.

The guest from out of town nodded:

"My name is Ryan Cos.

"These two are my companions, Valentine and Leah."

The latter sentence referred to the man and woman sitting right next to him.

The man was twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with yellow hair dusted with powder, eyes that weren't very large but had a color deeper than lake blue, wearing a white vest, a blue fine-wool coat, and black trousers, clearly having been carefully dressed before going out.

He looked quite indifferent and didn't really look at the surrounding farmers and herdsmen.

The woman looked younger than the two men, with long light gray hair tied into a complex bun, wrapped in a white veil acting as a hat.

Her eyes were the same color as her hair, and her gaze toward Lu Mian carried undisguised amusement, as if she only found what had just happened interesting.

Under the light of the tavern's gas wall lamp, this woman named Leah revealed a pretty nose and beautifully curved lips, definitely a beauty in a countryside village like Kordu.

She wore a white, unpleated cashmere tight-fitting dress, paired with a beige little jacket and a pair of Ma Xier long boots. There were two small silver bells tied to her veil and boots respectively. When she walked into the tavern just now, she jingled all the way, which was very eye-catching, making many men stare straight at her.

In their eyes, this must be the kind of fashionable attire only found in big cities like the provincial capital Bigeer or the capital Trier.

Lu Mian nodded to the three outsiders:

"My name is Lu Mian Lee, you can call me Lu Mian directly."

"Lee?" Leah blurted out.

"What's wrong, is there a problem with my surname?" Lu Mian asked curiously.

Ryan Cos explained for Leah:

"This surname of yours is terrifying. I almost couldn't control my voice just now."

Seeing the surrounding farmers and herdsmen looking puzzled, he further explained:

"Anyone who has had contact with sailors or sea merchants knows that there is such a saying circulating on the Five Seas:

"Rather encounter those pirate generals or even kings than run into a person named Frank Lee.

"That person's surname is also Lee."

"Is he very scary?" Lu Mian asked.

Ryan shook his head:

"I'm not sure, but since there is such a legend, it certainly won't be bad."

He ended the topic and said to Lu Mian:

"Thank you for your story. It's worth a drink. What would you like?"

"A glass of 'Green Fairy'." Lu Mian wasn't polite at all and sat back down.

Ryan Cos frowned slightly and said:

"'Green Fairy'... Absinthe?

"I think I need to remind you that absinthe is harmful to the human body. This kind of alcohol can lead to mental confusion and cause you to have hallucinations."

"I didn't expect the fashion trends of Trier to have spread here already." Leah, beside him, added with a smile.

Lu Mian said "Oh":

"So people in Trier also like to drink 'Green Fairy'...

"For us, life is already hard enough, there's no need to care about a little more harm. This kind of alcohol can allow our spirits to get greater relaxation."

"Alright." Ryan sat back in his seat and looked at the bartender, "A glass of 'Green Fairy', and add a glass of 'Spicy Heart' for me."

"'Spicy Heart' is a famous fruit shochu."

"Why don't you give me a glass of 'Green Fairy' too? I was the one who told you the truth just now, and I can even tell you the whole situation about this kid!" The thin middle-aged man who first exposed that Lu Mian told stories every day shouted with dissatisfaction, "Outsider, I can tell that you are still suspicious of the truth of that story!"

"Pierre, you really can do anything for a free drink!" Lu Mian responded loudly.

Without waiting for Ryan to make a decision, Lu Mian added:

"Why can't I tell it myself? That way I can have another glass of 'Green Fairy'?"

"Because they don't know whether to believe the situation you're talking about." The middle-aged man named Pierre laughed triumphantly, "The story your sister loves to tell children the most is 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf'. People who always lie will inevitably lose their credibility."

"Alright." Lu Mian shrugged his shoulders and watched the bartender push a glass of pale green liquid toward him.

Ryan looked at him and asked:

"Is this okay?"

"No problem, as long as your wallet is enough to pay for these drinks." Lu Mian didn't care at all.

"Then another glass of 'Green Fairy'." Ryan nodded.

Pierre was suddenly all smiles:

"Generous outsider, this kid is the biggest prankster in the village. You must stay away from him.

"Five years ago, he was brought back to the village by his sister Aurore and has never left since. Think about it, before that, he was only thirteen, how could he possibly go to a hospital to be a morgue keeper? Hmm, the nearest hospital to us is in Daliezh at the foot of the mountain, which takes a whole afternoon to walk to."

"Brought back to the village?" Leah asked keenly.

She tilted her head slightly, bringing out a jingling sound.

Pierre nodded:

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"Then, he followed Aurore and took the surname 'Lee', and even the name 'Lu Mian' was chosen by Aurore."

"I've forgotten what my original name was." Lu Mian took a sip of absinthe and said with a grin.

It seemed that he wasn't at all inferior or ashamed about his past being exposed like this.