Crematorium cremation area.
The person on duty, Wei Zhenzhen, bowed to a body brought over on the conveyor belt, waited for about two minutes, pushed it into the corresponding cremator according to the number, and then yawned out of boredom.
Years of experience have made this job very comfortable for her.
When he first entered the crematorium, Wei Zhenzhen was always worried that the cold corpses lying on the conveyor belt would suddenly open their eyes and look at him, but now...
"Actually, it would be nice if a dead person really opened his eyes. At least this job wouldn't be as boring as it is now."
The business of the crematorium is not too busy, and there is no risk of unemployment in public institutions. Years of repeated and stable work have made Wei Zhenzhen have some thoughts in his heart that he shouldn't have.
At the same time, she also has a working habit: before the body she is responsible for goes into the furnace, she will wait for a while.
This is to prevent some people from actually dying, but ended up being sent in and cremated.
With modern medicine so advanced, the probability of this happening is basically infinitely close to zero.
A colleague once ridiculed Wei Zhenzhen and said: "If you wait for one or two minutes, you can be sure that the people who are not dead will wake up in one or two minutes?"
Wei Zhenzhen always responded with a smile: "If you give others a chance, give yourself a chance too!"
This sentence is easy to understand: give others a chance to open their eyes, and give yourself a chance to be stimulating!
While yawning, Wei Zhenzhen fell into deep thought: When can he be stimulated?
"Mother--"
"Mom, come back!"
There was a faint heart-rending roar of a little boy in the reception hall in front. Wei Zhenzhen, who has extensive experience in cremation, has heard this kind of cry countless times. He watched a body lying on the conveyor belt next to him being lifted. The conveyor belt was transferred to his colleagues, and Wei Zhenzhen knew that the body that made the boy outside heartbroken was about to be cremated by him.
"Mother!"
"I want my mother!"
The boy's crying continued and became more and more violent. At the same time, there was a big commotion outside. Wei Zhenzhen even heard the roars of her colleagues in the security department, but all this had nothing to do with her. She only cared about that. The body is about to be delivered to him on the conveyor belt.
One of the few pleasures of cremation workers is to guess the age and temperament of the deceased based on the cries in the hall.
Soon, with the buzzing sound of the conveyor belt running, Wei Zhenzhen saw the body slowly coming towards him from a distance.
It was a woman about thirty or forty years old, dressed in a cheongsam and covered with flowers and gold ingots.
Because of the distance and angle, Wei Zhenzhen could not see the appearance temporarily, but she could feel that the body had a special temperament and did not have the three common temperaments of the deceased: cold, quiet, and unmoving.
Although she didn't speak or move, Wei Zhen really felt as if there was a sleeping person lying there instead of a body.
After working in the industry for several years, thousands of corpses have been cremated. This is Wei Zhenzhen’s sixth professional sense.
When the body came closer, Wei Zhenzhen controlled the conveyor belt to stop temporarily. She bowed first, and then began to count silently in her heart.
When the count reached fifty, Wei Zhenzhen glanced at the conveyor belt from the corner of his eye.
"Well, fortunately, I didn't open my eyes. It's a normal process. There's no chance of an accident."
"Hey, listen to the crying outside, does she have a child? That child is so pitiful. Hey, if, if..."
"It would be nice if she could actually open her eyes."
With a silent thought in his mind, Wei Zhenzhen continued counting.
When she counted to one hundred, she glanced down the conveyor belt again.
"Well, it's okay, no—fuck?!"
"Open, open your eyes?!"
Wei Zhenzhen was suddenly shocked, as if a basin of ice water had been poured down from his head, and a chilling feeling spread from his forehead to the soles of his feet!
"No, no! I must be dazzled! I'm dazzled!"
"The night shift is harmful to people!"
She blinked hard, and then looked at the conveyor belt again with her peripheral vision...
This time, all the hairs on Wei Zhenzhen’s body stood up!
It was obviously the summer of July, and there was obviously a cremation furnace next to him, but at this moment, Wei Zhenzhen felt very cold, her whole body was cold from the inside out!
She slowly turned her head and looked at the "body" lying on the conveyor belt with great horror. This time, the "body" blinked at her.
Buzz——
At this second, Wei Zhenzhen felt like he couldn't hear anything, and his ears were filled with "buzzing" sounds!
Her mouth slowly opened, opening wider and wider. She desperately wanted to scream, but in a state of extreme fear, she found that she could not make a sound at all!
No sound can come out!
She wanted to turn around and run away, what a bullshit public institution, what a iron rice bowl, I quit!
However, she found that her legs were weak, as if she was frozen in place, unable to move at all!
In the end, Wei Zhenzhen felt like her eyes were filled with stars. She rolled her eyes and fainted.
At the last moment before losing consciousness, Wei Zhenzhen had only one thought in his mind: Exciting, so exciting!
Deng Gang, a male cremator on the other conveyor belt, heard the movement and immediately asked: "Zhenzhen? What's wrong with you?"
When he didn't get a response, Deng Gang immediately came over to check. Seeing Wei Zhenzhen lying on the ground, he hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, "Zhenzhen?! Wei Zhenzhen?!"
"I'll send you there to rest!"
As he spoke, Deng Gang wanted to help Wei Zhenzhen go to the lounge on the side. At this time, a faint female voice sounded next to him: "Shall I help you?"
Deng Gang looked back and saw a pale woman wearing a cheongsam looking at him.
"Who are you?"
The woman said doubtfully: "My name is Xu Juan, I, I don't know how -"
Before she could finish speaking, Deng Gang said, "Are you a family member of the deceased?! Why are you here? It's not allowed!"
"Forget it, come and lend me a hand and put her on my back!"
Deng Gang didn't care much about the special situation. He turned around and wanted to hang Wei Zhenzhen on his back first. But just as he turned around, Deng Gang saw the mat used as a mattress for the deceased on the conveyor belt that Wei Zhenzhen was responsible for. It's still there, and the flowers, ingots and other things next to it are scattered all over the floor!
Generally speaking, these things are put into the furnace and cremated together with the deceased.
However, these things are still there, which means that the deceased on Wei Zhenzhen's side has not been cremated yet!
In an instant, Deng Gang's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Xu Juan again.
And then, he saw the nameplates of the deceased scattered on the conveyor belt. After a long series of numbers, the name of the deceased was clearly written on them——
Xu Juan!
Deng Gang was stunned!
Immediately, a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat!
The way he looked at Xu Juan just now changed, and now he didn't even dare to look at this Xu Juan!
"Oh, let me help you hold her on your back, right? Okay..."
While talking, Xu Juan had already reached out to push Wei Zhenzhen, who was hanging on Deng Gang's back. Her voice was low, weak and weak. To Deng Gang's ears, it simply didn't sound like the voice that a living person should have!
"Eh? Why, why are you trembling all the time?"
"Are you feeling cold?"
As she said that, Xu Juan's hand accidentally touched Deng Gang's back. At that second, when she felt Xu Juan's slightly cold hand touching him, Deng Gang had one thought: It's cold!
It’s so cold!
There’s no misunderstanding, it’s really cold! Damn it!
At this moment, Deng Gang had obviously forgotten that even if a living person lay in a cold crystal coffin for several hours, his whole body would become cold, not to mention Xu Juan, a person who had really died once? !
"Ah, ahhh!!!"
"ah!"
A hoarse scream sounded from Deng Gang's mouth, and then Deng Gang heard a female scream from behind!
What the hell is this thing not pretending at all? !
This time, Deng Gang didn't care about Wei Zhenzhen, threw him down and ran away!
Don't even dare to look back!
If he looked back, he would find that Xu Juan also looked frightened at this moment.
Deng Gang ran away, Wei Zhenzhen fainted, and now Xu Juan was the only one left in the cremation area.
She walked forward along the road Deng Gang escaped and found the words "Employee Passage" written in front of it.
"I'm not an employee, so I shouldn't be able to take this path."
Xu Juan returned to the cremation area by the original route, but there was no other way to the cremation area except two conveyor belts!
"Mommy mommy!"
"I want mommy!"
At this time, Xu Juan was startled by the voice coming from the hall in front, "Yes, it's Xiaoliang?! My son!"
"Xiao Liang?! Xiao Liang, where are you?!"
"Mom is here, Xiaoliang!"
No matter Xu Juan shouted loudly, the boy in front did not stop crying at all, nor did he mean to respond to her!
"Mom! Mom, where are you!"
"I want mommy!"
I can hear the infinite fear and panic mixed in my son's shouts. There is no mother in the world who is not anxious at this time!
So, Xu Juan looked around, gritted her teeth, rushed onto the conveyor belt and crawled towards the reception hall!
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