Chapter 391

As the temperature has risen over the past two days, people's emotions seem to have become high as well.

In short, these young people at Suzuran High School are like they've been injected with chicken blood every day when filming, and they are also fierce, hot-tempered, and ready to explode at any moment in their daily lives...

"I am a loser. 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 academic qualifications aren't high, and I am alone in the city searching for a future.

"I looked for many jobs, but I couldn't get hired. Perhaps no one likes a person 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 the rent for a month 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, keeping watch at a hospital, keeping watch at the morgue.

"The nights at the hospital are even colder than I imagined. The wall lamps in the corridor aren't lit, and it's dim everywhere. I can only rely on the little bit of light seeping out from the rooms to help me see my feet.

"The smell there is very unpleasant. From time to time, the deceased are sent over stuffed in body bags, and we cooperate to help move them into the morgue.

"This isn't a very good job, but at least it allows me to afford bread, and the free time at night can also be used for studying. After all, no one is willing to come to the morgue unless there are bodies that need to be sent or transported away for cremation. Of course, I don't have enough money to buy books yet, and I don'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 dream 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 movers brought a new body.

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

"I was a little 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 scary 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 leaving him a piece of cloth.

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"I saw a strange mark on his chest, blue-black. I can'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.

"Looking at this former colleague, I was thinking, if I keep going like this, when I get old, will I be the same as 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 away in some river or wasteland.

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

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

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

"After that day, every time I sleep, I always dream of a thick fog.

"I have a premonition that something will happen soon, a premonition that sooner or later something that I don't know if it can be called human will come to find me, but no one is willing to believe me, thinking that in such an environment and such a job, my mind has become abnormal and I need to see a doctor..."

A male guest sitting in front of the bar looked at the narrator 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 bowler hat at 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 obvious features.

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

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

"Then?

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"Then I resigned and went back to the countryside to come here and brag to you."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, a smile with a bit of a mischievous meaning.

The male guest was stunned for a moment:

"Are you bragging about what you just said?"

"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 believe Lu Mian's stories. He tells something different every day. Yesterday he was still a loser whose engagement was broken off by his fiancée because of poverty, and today he has become a morgue keeper!"

"Right, talking about thirty years on the east side of the Sarenzo River, thirty years on the right side of the Sarenzo River, only knowing how to babble nonsense!" another tavern regular followed up.

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

The young man with black hair called Lu Mian supported the bar with both hands, stood up slowly, 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 to the side, spread his hands to the outsider, and smiled brightly:

"It seems she writes really well.

"Sorry, I let you misunderstand."

The man in the brown tweed jacket with an ordinary appearance was not 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 next to him.

The man was twenty-seven or twenty-eight, his yellow hair powdered, his eyes not very large but a color slightly deeper than lake blue, wearing a white vest, a blue fine-wool coat, and black trousers, clearly having dressed up carefully before going out.

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

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

Her eyes were the same color as her hair, and her gaze toward Lu Mian carried undisguised amusement; she seemed to find what had just happened only 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 Cordu.

She wore a white unpleated cashmere tight dress, paired with a beige small jacket and a pair of Marshall boots. Two small silver bells were 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 fashionable attire only found in big cities like the provincial capital Bigo 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:

"Those who have been in contact with sailors and sea merchants all know that there is such a saying circulating on the Five Seas:

"I would rather encounter those pirate generals or even kings than meet 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 must be true."

He ended the topic and said to Lu Mian:

"Thank you for your story. It's worth a drink. What do you want?"

"A glass of 'Green Fairy'." Lu Mian was not 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 cause mental confusion and make you hallucinate."

"I didn't expect the fashion trend of Trier to have spread here." Leah on the side 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 make our spirits 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 situation of this kid from beginning to end!" The thin middle-aged man who first exposed Lu Mian for telling 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 drink another glass of 'Green Fairy'?"

"Because you don't know whether they should 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 light green alcohol in front of him.

Ryan looked at him and asked:

"Is it 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 years old, how could he possibly go to a hospital to be a morgue keeper? Hmm, the nearest hospital to us is in Daliege at the foot of the mountain, which takes a whole afternoon to walk."

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

She tilted her head slightly, making 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 given by Aurore."

"I've forgotten what I was originally called." Lu Mian drank a sip of absinthe and said with a grin.

It seemed that he was not at all inferior or ashamed that his past was exposed like this.