C5 (1/2)

Hearing grandfather's words that didn't even make it to my head, I didn't pay much attention to him. After muttering a few words, I fell back asleep.

However, at this moment, I no longer felt sleepy. The moment I close my eyes, that horrifying scene from before would appear before my eyes again, making me unable to relax.

I wanted to tell Grandpa about it, but then I realized that maybe it was the first time I had seen this kind of situation, which left me with a shadow in my heart. I shook my head and curled up in a chair that was not too loose, tossing and turning for a long time before falling asleep again in a daze.

”Stinky brat, you've woken up.” I don't know how long I slept before my grandfather woke me up. I felt dizzy, so I unwillingly asked my grandfather what he wanted.

Grandfather pointed to something on the small table beside them and said, ”It's almost dark. Eat early and start working soon.”

I turned my head to the side and looked. I didn't say anything, but it was quite neatly arranged. There was meat and fish, and there was even a bottle of wine. I just happened to feel a little hungry and couldn't be bothered with my grandpa.

His grandfather chuckled and sat down as well, happily sipping on his wine and eating his side dish.

Waves of weeping could be heard from time to time in the hall. When I heard this, I immediately lost my mood. I hastily ate a few mouthfuls before losing my mood. ”How long are we going to stay here?”

Grandfather took a sip of his wine and tilted his head as he looked at me. ”In our line of work, you have to learn to ignore people and listen without them knowing. You have to treat eating as your number one priority. Otherwise, you will starve to death.”

I rolled my eyes and thought to myself, what kind of place is this? Forget about the bad luck, the smell of the gas coming from the crematorium. What the hell would it be like if I could eat it?

”Then when can we go back?” I asked again.

”This, depends on the situation.” Grandfather didn't even look at me as he continued to drink his wine. He didn't have the intention to say anything more.

I really didn't have the mood to say any more. I stood up and paced around the place restlessly. In the end, I had no other choice but to leave the 'Blessed Blessings Palace' and take a stroll in the funeral parlor before the sky turns dark.

Looking at the people coming and going in the funeral home, I could not help but feel sorry for them, or their faces were sad, or they were talking and laughing as usual, although I knew that this could have been caused by their intimacy with the dead, but I knew that no matter what they did, the dead would never be able to live again, just as my grandfather had said before, ”either the mortal or the ghost of the dead”, everything would disappear in that instant when the deceased closed their eyes.

The sky had already darkened quite quickly in late autumn. I hadn't been strolling for long before the sky darkened. I turned my head around and saw that the city was brightly lit. Even the streetlights at the side had lit up.

People were still coming and going in the 'Blessed Blessings Hall'. A few people with white strips of cloth tied to their arms were standing at the entrance to greet the guests. Right now was the peak of the funeral, so these people must be the relatives of the deceased.

I sighed softly, thinking that the deceased must have been a very successful person in his life, and I could tell from the car his wife drove and the people who came to hang him that I even felt a little sorry for the dead, that I had been able to leave not a single son of my family, and that I didn't know what I had done in my past life.

But at that moment, I glanced over and saw a woman wearing a long red dress quietly standing next to the door. She was in her twenties and was quite pretty. Her figure was very good.

However, the reason why she caught my attention wasn't because of her appearance or figure, but because this was a funeral home, where all the guests had died and all of them were wearing plain clothes. It was precisely because of this that I felt that my eyes lit up.

Looking at her hesitant appearance, her face is filled with sadness. I think that she is also a friend of the deceased. However, I am a little worried. If she were to enter the hall now, she would be sent flying by her family.

I curled my lips and couldn't be bothered to care about this matter as I strode into the hall.

However, just as I entered the hall, the lady actually followed me in. I turned my head to look at the few welcoming family members. They had indifferent expressions, as though they didn't see me.

I chuckled. I thought to myself, 'Even my family members don't mind, but what kind of heart is this?'