Phantom Skeleton Painting

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In Lin Banxia, ​​their work unit has never liked summer.

The hot weather means that the rate of corpse corruption has accelerated, and even the person with the corpse has to face a corpse with no smell at all. Although I am used to it, I still feel uncomfortable.

For example, today, they want to collect a dead body that jumped to the river.

Under the persuasion of everyone, the owner of the corpse jumped firmly from the bridge and was swept away by the turbulent river. Three days later, the body was found downstream.

The body at this time has been blister swollen, ugly and undesirable, coupled with the nibbling of fish, has completely disappeared. With Lin Banxia’s many years of experience in dealing with corpses, the blistered corpses are definitely the most ugly. He and Song Qingluo wore face masks and protective clothes, and carried the body into the car. Don't say vomiting all the way, there is no change in eyes.

All the onlookers cast a respectful look towards them.

After tidying up, the two drove back home. The corpse is in the back seat. Fortunately, the car has a good taste barrier. At least sitting in the cab will not smell the disgusting smell.

Lin Banxia drove while discussing with Song Qingluo what to eat at night.

Song Qingluo was a little hot, the hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, and he stretched his hand to reveal a clean forehead. He said, "Come on cool."

Song Qingluo's face is completely 360 degrees without dead angles. How beautiful it looks. Lin Banxia glanced at him, and he tickled the corner of his mouth in a good mood: "Drink porridge?"

"OK." Song Qingluo said, "Go to the supermarket to buy some Liangpi later."

Lin Banxia said with satisfaction: "The Liangpi you made is quite delicious..." After he finished, he happened to meet a red light and braked to wait for Song Qingluo to speak. Who knew that Song Qingluo beside him suddenly disappeared In the voice, Lin Banxia turned his head and found that Song Qingluo's time had stopped...

Not only Song Qingluo, but also the countdown of the red light was suspended, Lin Banxia immediately understood what, raised an eyebrow, and looked in a direction outside the window.

At this time, the summer was hot, and the whole city was shrouded in harsh sunlight, and everyone's time was frozen, even with sunlight and shadows, forming a silent picture.

In the picture, a slowly swaying bicycle became a strange object. On the bicycle, the young man wearing a T-shirt had sweat on his face. He noticed Lin Banxia's eyes and glanced towards this side. The two eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Shouldn't I ask you this question?" Lin Banxia said, "You are not staying in a psychiatric hospital, why do you come out?"

"Come out and buy something." Ji Feng said, "What are you doing?"

Lin Banxia said: "What to buy?"

Ji Feng walked to Lin Banxia's car, pulled out a popsicle from the bicycle frame, and handed it over: "Nu."

Lin Banxia took it over, stuffed his chin into his mouth and raised his chin: "How about two people."

Ji Feng muttered a few words and handed over one by one again.

"Running so far for this?" Lin Banxia said.

"Yeah." Ji Feng said, "This taste base is not there."

Lin Banxia said: "Why don't you drive a bike?" This is a hot day.

"Ah, you don't know." Ji Feng frowned, "Isn't that the base has no work? I have been idle for two years, and the funds have been cut again and again... The cars available at the base have been driven away. Fortunately, I have two rounds left, otherwise I can only really come over."

Lin Banxia laughed.

Unconsciously, he and Song Qingluo have been away from the base for more than two years. The time is not too long, but those things that have been experienced seem to have become long memories. Without the interference of the base, the two of them are doing ordinary work and living an ordinary life. There is no trace of the days, but it is particularly comfortable.

"What are you doing?" Ji Feng chewed on the popsicle. "It feels quite moisturizing as a child."

Lin Banxia blinked: "Luck something."

Ji Feng said, "What do you want? Eat it?"

Lin Banxia thought for a while: "It seems not to eat."

"What's that?" Ji Feng walked behind.

"Hey, wait—" Lin Banxia hadn't responded yet, and he saw Ji Feng's guy open the door by himself--

A strong breath suddenly rushed across the face, Ji Feng froze biting the popsicle in his mouth, as if time had also stopped, he turned his head stiffly, and looked at Lin Banxia with an incredible look, his mouth slightly opened. Zhang.

Lin Banxia thought he was going to say something, but he turned his head and bent down, and vomited directly.

Lin Banxia: "..."

Ji Feng: "vomit--"

This picture is a bit funny and a bit miserable. Lin Banxia couldn't help crying, pushing the door under the car and walking to the side, watching him vomiting violently, trying to vomit his stomach together.

Lin Banxia thought that Ji Feng was a person who had seen the world, and should not have reacted very much. Now it seems that this world is still not enough.

Lin Banxia stood silently beside him, eating his popsicle, half of the popsicle, Ji Feng finally vomited.

He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and wiped his mouth in awkwardness. He raised his head and his eyes were wet: "Lin Banxia, ​​you have so much money for your mother, why do you do this?"

Lin Banxia: "Who would think too much money?"

Ji Feng: "..."

Lin Banxia: "And I'm not alone." He smiled and nibbled the last popsicle. "Song Qingluo was in the co-pilot."

Ji Feng: "..."

Lin Banxia: "What are you doing?"

Ji Feng said: "Ice lollies will give you away and I can't eat anymore." He put the ice lollies bag in his hands into Lin Banxia's hands, wiped away the tears in his eyes, and dangled himself on his little bicycle. Pushing the far away at a stretch...

Lin Banxia looked at his back like a candle in the wind, without a word, he looked at the popsicle in his hand, decided not to say anything, and left.

Because time stopped, the next journey was smooth, and the world returned to normal almost when the funeral home was near. It seemed that Ji Feng was home.

The picture in front of Song Qingluo changed suddenly, and he understood what was happening almost instantaneously. He frowned and looked at Lin Banxia. He was about to ask, and a cold popsicle was stuffed into his mouth. Fruit acid, the anger in the stomach immediately disappeared by three points.

"Ji Fenggan did it." Lin Banxia said, "I stopped and ran out to buy popsicles, not me."

Song Qingluo squeaked, and his white teeth bit the popsicle into pieces: "What are you talking about?"

Lin Banxia said with a smile: "Nothing to talk about, he opened the carriage with his hands and vomited all over the place..."

Song Qingluo: "..."

Lin Banxia: "But it's pretty good. After vomiting, we sent the popsicles to us and made money." After he finished, he couldn't help laughing, staring at Song Qingluo's lips that were frozen into bright red by the popsicles. His eyes flashed slightly.

Song Qingluo wanted to ask something, and saw Lin Banxia suddenly put his face over, the next moment the cold lips frozen by the popsicle, suddenly attached a warm and soft object... Song Qingluo's cold expression Instantly softened, with a slight sigh, reached out and hugged Lin Banxia's waist.

The two stayed together for a while, until Lin Banxia suddenly remembered: "No, the popsicles need to be melted, they must be frozen quickly."

Song Qingluo: "... OK."

The body was quickly sent to the funeral home, and the two men's work came to an end today, which was intended to hurry home before the popsicles had melted.

When Lin went back, Song Qingluo drove. Lin Banxia chewed on the co-pilot's second, and the phone rang suddenly, according to news from Ji Feng. He clicked on it and it was actually a recruitment message...

Lin Banxia swept and replied: "But if you ask for a bachelor's degree, Song Qingluo doesn't have it."

Ji Feng: "...the conditions can be relaxed appropriately"

Lin Banxia: "I still require one year of work experience...Is it possible to collect the corpse?"

Ji Feng: "...the conditions can be relaxed appropriately."

Lin Banxia: "Also..."

"It's done." Ji Feng is crazy. "I rely on. You didn't find a job to do this?"

Lin Banxia was baffled: "Otherwise."

Ji Feng: "My **** thought you were a maverick, it's a different kind of fireworks!" - What withdraw from the stimulating industry, can't accept ordinary life and the like for a while.

Lin Banxia: "...you are too worthy of us."

Ji Feng thought, Lin Banxia was really an extraordinary person, even if he had not been assimilated by the gadget, he was also an extraordinary person. The smell of the corpse is still hovering in his nose for a long time and cannot be dispersed. Struck his already fragile nerve, he felt that he would not take the initiative to leave the mental hospital for a long time, otherwise he would easily fall ill.

"Oh, right." Lin Banxia said, "There is something."

Ji Feng barely regained his spirit: "What?"

Lin Banxia: "This popsicle tastes really good, thank you."

Ji Feng gritted his teeth: "You're welcome."

After deciding to hang up the phone decisively-if he didn't hang up, he would begin to wonder if Lin Banxia had deliberately not stopped him from driving his car to the door.

Lin Banxia smiled and listened to the beep from the opposite side, and pressed the button to end the call.

"Whose phone?" Song Qingluo on the side cast his eyes inquiringly.

"Recruitment website." Lin Banxia opened his mouth, "Introduce us to work...but we still think we have no experience."

Song Qingluo sighed: "I'm tired of you."

Lin Banxia smiled, leaned over and rubbed Song Qingluo's cheek: "What's wrong with this, aren't we working well now? Not tired, the salary is high, and before you came, I was originally Take this." The point is that you can be with Song Qingluo every day, and you can take advantage of it if you want to take advantage of it.

"Also." Song Qingluo glanced at his watch, "Go to the supermarket and buy you some Liangpi."

"Okay, okay." Lin Banxia nodded.