so dead

Take care of him like a brother. "

Zhaodi Zhang: "Yes."

……

After going downstairs, He Yi realized that it was snowing lightly in the sky.

A little dazed, He Yi watched Luoxue for a while, then slowly walked out of the community and took a taxi to Xiuhai Road.

He didn't eat many restaurants, among the few restaurants that Pei Ziang took him to, He Yi and Fat Yellow Fox liked the most.

After packing a small yellow croaker, he saw that the milk tea shop next door was still open, so He Yi simply walked in. After ordering a cup of milk tea, he simply chose a seat by the window and sat down without doing anything, just staring blankly. Looking at the snow scene.

He Yi suddenly felt a little tired. He hated parting, and now he wanted to go back to Xiahe Village.

It's not bad to just go back and sleep in the tomb for a long time.

Just when He Yi's thoughts gradually flew back to Xiahe Village, he saw a black figure appeared by the window, and then that person gently knocked down the window.

It's Pei Ziang.

After saying hello to He Yi, Pei Ziang also walked in. When he saw the small yellow croaker on the table, Pei Ziang also shook the bag in his hand: "It seems that our cats like this very much."

"Yeah." He Yi nodded.

Seeing He Yi's gloomy demeanor and lack of energy, Pei Ziang didn't choose to talk to him immediately to make him laugh, but ordered a cup of coffee, and just watched the snow scene with He Yi for half the night.

When He Yi adjusted his mood, the milk tea in the cup was already cold. He Yi poked the pearls in the cup with a straw, and then sighed regretfully.

Pei Ziang simply exchanged the milk tea in front of him with He Yi's: "This cup is just right."

He Yi sat for half the night, and he stayed with him for half the night. While admiring the snow and people, Pei Ziang didn't forget to order milk tea. He wanted to make sure that He Yi would always have the warmest milk tea when he wanted to drink it.

"Are you feeling better?" Pei Ziang asked.

"It's much better, thank you." After taking a sip of milk tea, He Yi felt his stomach warm and comfortable.

"It's so late, I'll take you home." Pei Ziang looked at the sky and said, "In this snowy day, I think my driving skills are much more stable than those frizzy drivers."

He Yi suddenly laughed out loud: "I'm bothering you again."

Pei Ziang: "We are all friends, so don't be too polite." After speaking, he went directly to the front desk to pay the bill.

"Everything will be fine." Pei Ziang said after sending He Yi to the door of the unit.

He Yi nodded.

……

After the key was inserted into the lock, He Yi suddenly lost all courage. After taking a few deep breaths, he simply closed his eyes and turned the key gently.

The anti-theft door sounded.

The candlelight dinner was obviously over, and the incandescent lights in the room had been turned on. He Yi looked at the empty living room, and shouted with a smile, "I'm back."

I have heard many times "What delicious food did you buy today?" The question didn't ring out today, a line of tears suddenly fell from the corners of He Yi's eyes who were smiling...

As lonely as him, he naturally understood what it was like.

Chapter 29

The sound of marbles also rang on time today.

He Yi glanced at the time, it was two o'clock in the morning, followed by footsteps and laughter.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before the sounds of children playing were heard.

He got up to get a glass of water, and then saw a few children playing through the glass on the door.

An old man looked at these children blankly, and then she seemed to realize something, and her soul let out a helpless cry.

He Yi took a sip of water and sat back on the chair in the office. This is not a rare phenomenon in funeral parlors.

He has a job now, a funeral home worker, who works three shifts on weekends, and this week it's his turn to work the night shift, so he just needs to sit in the office and handle some chores.

Compared with others, his job is still easy.

As for salary...

Due to the nature of the job, the salary of the funeral parlor has always been good. Although He Yi's position is low, the salary is enough for him to live on.

Everything is thanks to Zhang Zhaodi.

I heard from Brother Guan that he is still helping him with the operation, trying to get into the establishment, and there will be a guarantee in the future. He Yi has nothing to repay, so he can only tell Guan Xuesong everything about getting along with Zhang Zhaodi, and then reminisce with him .

After Zhang Zhaodi left, Guan Xuesong quit smoking, and now he is busy fighting against smoking addiction every day. Judging from the amount of mints he ate recently, the results should be pretty good.

And his yin and yang eyes also disappeared under the efforts of the old curator and He Yi, or so, there was a time limit, and now they just accelerated the speed of the disappearance of yin and yang eyes.

After seeing no more ghosts, Guan Xuesong's mental state obviously improved a lot. At that time, he really paid a high enough price to meet Zhang Zhaodi.

Just like what Pei Ziang said the day he and Zhang Zhaodi parted, everything will be fine.

Now everything is starting to look better, except Zhang Zhaodi is gone from their world.

The funeral parlor at night is a paradise for the undead. They shuttle here freely screaming, or cursing the injustice of fate, or howling and wanting to return to the sun, or expressing their nostalgia for life and concern for the living , The gloomy voices are intertwined together, forming a unique rhythm.

A dead soul suddenly entered through the wall, and then floated back and forth in front of He Yi. He Yi glanced at it from the corner of his eye. It was the person who died in a car accident just sent here today.

Bloody, broken limbs and broken arms, the form of undead announced his death posture, He Yi couldn't bear to see it, and then shielded it in his heart.

After turning on the computer, He Yi began to read as the online teacher was teaching English pronunciation.

As for whether the undead will be watching and discussing this point, He Yi doesn't really care, anyway, he is not looking at something shameful.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the colleague who came to take over came in on time, and then shook the breakfast in his hand: "Xiao Zhang, do you want to eat?"

"No need." He Yi smiled, "Thank you Brother Ma, I have to go back and prepare cat food for Daju."

After a short probationary period, He Yi was officially promoted to be the shit-shoveling officer of the fat yellow raccoon, and for the sake of convenience, the fat yellow raccoon was also named Daju by Zhang Zhaodi, and Daju is the most important big orange.

The automatic cat food feeder has been photographed by it recently. He Yi is worried that a certain fat yellow raccoon will be hungry.

The food intake of that product is quite astonishing.

"This little Zhang." Brother Ma smiled and watched He Yi leave, "He's a nice guy with a heart, and I don't know if he has a partner."

……

After returning home, seeing that the big orange didn't jump in front of him but was lazily lying on the sofa, He Yi knew that it should have had a good meal.

He also started to solve his own meal problem first.

Although he works in a funeral parlor, He Yi did not find a suitable opportunity to bring in private goods, such as drinking some blood, due to surveillance everywhere in the parlor, so he still has to rely on animal blood for a living.

After the meal, He Yi brushed his teeth, and shamelessly moved to Da Ju's side. After holding him and watching TV for a while, He Yi looked at Da Ju's plump cat body, and gave it another itch. Opened a can.

Therefore, Daju's weight increase is definitely not only due to racial talent, but the petting of the shit-shoveling officer must also account for most of it.

When He Yi was busy petting the cat, there was a knock on the door, and when He Yi opened the door with a big orange in his arms, he saw a woman standing outside the door.

She is Teacher Liu's daughter-in-law.

"Hello." She handed over a lucky bag, "I'm here to deliver the wedding candy."

"Are you confinement?" He Yi didn't answer, and asked in a daze.

Has it been more than a month?

Just two days after Mr. Liu and her son were arrested, I heard that she gave birth. Now she is still a bit haggard, and it is not easy to take care of the child.

"There are still a few days until it comes out. I wanted to come here today to have a look, so I brought some lucky bags to share with the neighbors." Zhao Lin smiled awkwardly.

"Thank you." He Yi took the lucky bag and thanked him.

"This is the cat from back then. It recovered well." Zhao Lin looked at Daju and said, "It's very cute."

He Yi patted Daju's little head, as a shit-shoveling officer, nothing makes him happier than hearing his master being praised.

"I'm here today, and I actually want to apologize to you." Although Zhao Lin has given birth to a child, Zhao Lin still touches her stomach from time to time to relieve stress, "I'm so useless."

Although she was not a participant in the Zhang Zhaodi incident, she was a bystander. She was also guilty of concealing the truth in order to preserve her marriage and husband.

She only asks that no retribution will be imposed on the child.

He Yi didn't know how to answer for a while, he was not Zhang Zhaodi, so he couldn't blame her for her or blame someone else.

"I'm sorry, I've made it difficult for you to say so much." Zhao Lin wiped her eyes, "When I'm confinement, I'll sell the house and send all the money to her family."

Although the house has been transferred under her name now, she dare not live in it, nor does she plan to live in it. Since then, she has accumulated good deeds and hoped that the retribution would not fall on her children.

"I don't know if the deceased will appreciate it." Where Zhang Zhaodi went, He Yi still couldn't go.

"I guess not." Zhao Lin said, "I'll go back first."

After opening the lucky bag, looking at the bag full of candies, He Yi poured them all on the table, facing Zhang Zhaodi's photo, He Yi asked: "What will you do?"

In the photos printed from the Weibo album, Zhang Zhaodi is dressed exquisitely and has a bright smile, and his whole body seems to be filled with infinite joy.

Chapter 30

503 was sold a week later. I heard that the transaction price was very low. After the murder incident, the already bleak housing prices in the community dropped a lot. People didn't even have a good impression of Mr. Liu's family, and 503 was anxious to Zhao Lin who made the move naturally didn't care too much about the price