"Brother, don't give up, you are still young."
"Heaven has entrusted a great responsibility to this people, and his muscles and bones must be worked hard first..."
"Don't worry, no one in the world knows you!"
"Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi..."
"We are both fallen people at the end of the world. How can we meet each other before?"
"Loved..."
"..."
It feels like something strange has been mixed in.
Listening to Zhang Chulan's nonsense, Sun Haoran even thought about finding a wall and kicking the accelerator to die together.
Damn, the more this guy talked, the more he started to feel that he was really that pitiful. Is being a salted fish really that unbearable?
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"Oh, I'm exhausted. Here!"
Finally, I delivered the last express item before lunch.
Sun Haoran threw the lunch box and water he bought to Zhang Chulan, then sat on the side of the road and started to eat.
"Ah, thank you, brother."
Zhang Chulan wiped his sweat, took the lunch box, and broke open the disposable chopsticks while thanking him.
Even he has to admire his acting skills, because it is really difficult for him to sweat while doing such a menial job.
But... the big brother next to me seems to be pretty good too? They are indeed like-minded fellow Taoists!
"Brother, I really appreciate your advice this morning. We must work together to take care of each other in the future!"
"Go away, who the hell wants to take care of each other with you! Go as far as you can after finishing today's work."
After a morning of hard work, Sun Haoran began to get used to Zhang Chulan's way of speaking. He rolled his eyes and shouted back.
After all, the other party is so shameless that he doesn't accept softness or hardness, so why should he be soft! ? Isn’t it uncomfortable to endure it?
"Eat quickly, and then deliver it after you finish it! I still have work to do in the evening after delivery."
"Good!"
Zhang Chulan responded with a playful smile, "But this company is really shady. You have to work overtime at night to deliver express delivery all day long."
"There is nothing we can do, this is our fate."
Sun Haoran swallowed the last mouthful of rice, responded casually, broke off his chopsticks, stuffed them into the lunch box and threw them into the trash can.
"hehe……"
Zhang Chulan just smiled at Sun Haoran's natural and realistic "acting skills".
Although we are not ordinary people, such work is not tiring for them, but repeating the same work day after day, year after year, is really unbearable for people like them. Zhang Chulan, who had endured this for more than ten years, knew very well. Everyone would feel aggrieved by the feeling that their strength is useless, right?
But in terms of time, if this person is really an 'expert', he has endured here for nearly 10 years. When he thought of this, Zhang Chulan seemed to have found an organization, and felt a sympathy for the person next to him.
Another afternoon passed.
The two of them sat in the back of the van to rest while grabbing their lunch boxes.
"Brother, I seriously want to make friends with you."
Zhang Chulan said with a smile.
Although he also had the same playful smile, this time he said it right
What he said was not entirely false. He was really curious about the man next to him.
After a day of observation and analysis with his excellent mind, he still failed to understand the essence of the man next to him.
Is he a 'master' or a real idiot?
I have no choice but to try to figure it out.
Zhang Chulan thought that if this person really had the same problem as him, then they might be able to become friends.
Zhang Chulan, who has endured for more than ten years, knows best how tormenting the life of forbearance is. Sometimes he is even so tired and lonely that he wants to escape.
In these ten years, he never really made friends with anyone because he was afraid of exposing himself. But at the same time, he also really wanted to find a place where he could live a relaxed life with a sense of belonging, without having to hide and hide alone.
He thought that if the man next to him was really like him, he might be able to understand...
"I also seriously don't want to play with you."
Sun Haoran rolled his eyes.
He just wanted to stay away from this guy and be a good salted fish in peace and quiet.
"Okay, the break is over and we're ready to start work."
In order to prevent Zhang Chulan from continuing to talk nonsense, Sun Haoran hurriedly finished his meal, threw the lunch box into the trash can and stood up.
"Huh? I haven't finished eating yet!"
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."
Sun Haoran closed the car door angrily and turned on the ignition.
He didn't bother to care about what this kid wanted to do. Anyway, he only had one day to bring new people, so he quickly finished the work tonight and everyone went their separate ways tomorrow!
Zhang Chulan quickly finished his lunch and sat in the passenger seat.
As the sky gradually darkened, the van moved skillfully through the remote roads.
"Brother, what should we do next?" Zhang Chulan humbly asked for advice.
"Of course we are doing business." Sun Haoran said perfunctorily.jpg.
"I know that. I'm asking what exactly should be done?" Zhang Chulan refused.
"Just follow my instructions. Get the tools in the drawer."
Sun Haoran stopped the car and pointed to the drawer in front of the passenger seat.
"oh oh."
Zhang Chulan opened the drawer as instructed, "..."
There were only two sacks in the drawer, one blue and one pink.
Can anyone tell me why there are pink sacks in here?
Confused, he took out the sack and opened it. Inside was an unopened disposable mask and a bottle of formalin.
Although he had some understanding of the work that the 'cleaners' had to do, he still didn't quite understand why the company had such a strange tool as the 'pink sack'. What the hell was this?
"Brother...this is..."
Zhang Chulan, who had always been confident, finally couldn't keep up.
"Stop being so verbose and just follow me."
Sun Haoran saw that Zhang Chulan had already picked up his things, locked the car, turned around and walked straight towards the dark corner next to him.
The pale moonlight did not shine into the deep corners, and the cloud shadows swayed, as if they smelled the smell of blood and an unknown dog kept barking. The two shadows quickly groped forward in the alley. The person in front was familiar with the road, while the person behind was obviously not very familiar with this place and almost lost them several times.
"Boy, do you know what our job is?"
Approaching the destination, Sun Haoran slowed down and handed a cigarette to Zhang Chulan behind him.
"Brother, I don't smoke, thank you."
"Even if you don't smoke, light it."
Sun Haoran forced the cigarette into the opponent's hand, then took out a lighter and lit one in his hand.
"It's summer now, and the smell is so strong that just wearing a mask can't stop it."
"oh oh……"
Zhang Chulan nodded, "Our job is... to deal with the corpses, right?"
Although he had heard about it before, to be honest, this was the first time he had done the work of handling corpses, and he had never killed anyone with his own hands.
When he thought of the man in front of him saying that the smell would be very strong, a bad picture would appear in his mind.
