I, the last yin-yang embroidery master

"Hiss————"

Su Yu secretly gasped.

The day before, the deceased was covered in makeup and makeup.

As a result, I woke up the next day.

The face of the deceased appeared on his face.

It's not the kind of make-up repair.

Instead, it just fits the seams tightly, as if it grew on its own.

This kind of thing is just too weird.

Su Yu leaned back on the sofa, stared at Xia Tong's face carefully, and said thoughtfully.

"You tell me what happened at the time. "

Its practical yin and yang sky eye can see a lot of details that cannot be known.

But as said before.

The human heart does not stand up to scrutiny.

So Su Yu basically listened to the specific situation of the bitter master.

Then use the Yin Yang Sky Eye to confirm.

Xia Tong showed a look of memory in his eyes, and frowned.

"I think the beginning of this incident should have happened a few days ago, when I buried a young girl. "

"Over the past few years, I have mourned many of the dead. "

"But what happened to this young girl makes me feel sorry for me. "

Xia Tong showed a sad look in his eyes, and sighed.

"Her name is Linglin, and she just celebrated her seventeenth birthday a few days ago. "

"When he was found, he was lying quietly in the bathtub, with hideous wounds on his wrists, and scarlet blood staining the bathtub red. "

"Even when I die, I am extremely quiet, and at the age of flowers, I silently bid farewell to this world. "

"I read her suicide note, and it is well-behaved between the lines, but I don't know why, but the world gave her all the malice. "

Xia Tong's expression was extremely embarrassed, his eyes showed reminiscence, and he continued.

"Linglin's life has been miserable since she was a child, and when she was born, her mother died in the delivery room due to heavy bleeding. "

It wasn't Linglin's fault, but his father blamed her for all this. "

Thinking that this would not have happened if it hadn't been for Linglin, he drank heavily all day long. "

"It's fine if she's not drunk, but whenever her father gets drunk, he will be insulted with all kinds of foul language, or at worst..."

"Hey, all this finally changed when Linglin was eight years old, but this change was the beginning of another bad luck. "

On the day of Linglin's birthday, his father brought another woman, who was followed by another cowering little girl. "

"It was from that day that Linglin had a stepmother. "

Originally, she was quite happy, because at least her father didn't drink too much for no reason, and he didn't complain to her. "

Even if she feels that her sense of presence at home is getting weaker and weaker, she feels that it is nothing, and the family can stop jumping around, which is her greatest luxury. "

"As we get along day by day, more and more problems arise. "

"The clothes of the whole family are all washed by Linglin. "

"Cooking and housework are also done by Linglin alone. "

"Her sister, who is not related to her, can wear new clothes every time, but she can only wear school uniforms. "

Even the few school uniforms she had were washed white by her until she couldn't wear them anymore. "

But even so, Linglin didn't complain. "

In other words, Linglin is such a girl with a bun personality. "

Nine years have passed, and Linglin is already seventeen years old. "

"Seventeen-year-olds have their own ideas, their own joys and sorrows. "

"Other children, when they are eating, when the family is watching TV, can tell their parents about interesting things about school, and they can imagine the future with their parents. "

"She didn't, or even say, didn't have that opportunity at all. "

Linglin can only write down all these emotions and distresses in her diary, which is a world that belongs to her alone. "

In the diary, Linglin misses her mother and imagines the future. "

She wrote in her diary. "

She thought about the mother she had only seen in the photo. "

She also wants to be like other children, wearing new clothes and talking to their parents about what is happening at school. "

"She yearns for the vast and boundless sea, she yearns for the cloudless blue sky. "

She looks forward to the day when she can wear exquisite makeup and have her own small family with the blessing of relatives and friends. "

"But she wanted to run away, to escape from the city, to escape from this home. "

"Teardrops wet each page of the diary, leaving a clear tear stain. "

"But even this only pure land was torn apart a few days ago. "

Xia Tong's voice was already a little choked, and he was silent for a moment, and said sadly.

"Just a few days ago, Linglin's diary was discovered by her so-called 'sister' and handed it over directly to Linglin's father and stepmother. "

Not only did they not care about Linglin, but instead used more harsh abuse and accusations, like a tsunami drowning Linglin. "

In the end, he ignored Linglin's pleading and tore the diary to shreds. "

When the last piece of pure land in her heart was torn apart, Linglin's heart died. "

The next day, Linglin didn't go to school. "

"At the age of seventeen, she died quietly in the bathtub. "

"It's ridiculous. "

Just after Linglin's death, her father and stepmother, as if their conscience had discovered it, wanted to give Linglin a beautiful funeral. "

So he sent Linglin to me, hoping to let Linglin pass away in the best possible way. "

That's what that said. "

"When you die, the whole world will come to love you. "

When I saw Linglin, she was still wearing a school uniform, and her brows were slightly furrowed on her green face. "

In his arms, he also held a diary that had been taped a little bit and glued very carefully. "

"I prepared new clothes for her, put on elaborate makeup, and even because I couldn't take her ashes with me. "

So I took the diary that carried Linglin's inner world and drove to the beach overnight. "

"Facing the sea breeze and swaying the diary into the sea, I know that is the place she longs for. "

Su Yu listened to Xia Tong's description, exhaled a deep breath and asked.

"After you did all this, did your face change to Linglin's face the next day?"

Xia Tong pursed his lips and nodded sadly.

Su Yu lightly tapped his fingers on the coffee table and slowly spoke.

"Just now. "

"I feel like this is happening to you. "

"Probably not a bad thing. "

"It's more like those who have died are repaying their kindness..."

PS: The author Gou has seen everyone's comments, and plans to write two or three true, good, and beautiful plots, interspersed with them.

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