Enchanter

Chapter [-]: Undertaker

After dinner, Yin Hui watched TV with Tang Yan for a while, Yin Hui knew that in this lonely night, she needed someone to accompany her.All I can do is to share her loneliness as if I were a friend.

But he can't expect too much from the other party, and let her pin her hopes on a man who has no results.Yin Hui knew in his heart that she would not be the woman in his life in this life.

Yin Hui was very moved, and really wanted to hug Tang Yan into his arms, and tell her tenderly, thank you for the love you gave me.

Turning around, Yin Hui shed tears and staggered into his bedroom.In the hall, it was lonely.

In this beautiful city, when I was most lost in my life, there was still a woman who was willing to wait for me.Yin Hui lay on the window, looking up at the familiar street and the bright lights.Some reluctance, but also helpless.

At night, there are still traffic and lively crowds on the road.But Yin Hui stood there in a daze like a puppet, wandering like a child who has forgotten his way, aimlessly looking for the direction of home on the city map.He really wanted to go out and tell Tang Yan loudly that the woman in his heart could not be replaced.Although Yin Hui knew that his feelings for her, just like the feelings in Tang Yan's heart, were just a kind of expectation, a kind of waiting.However, the two people are also foolishly concerned about the fruitless love.

In the living room, Tang Yan hugged the cartoon pillow, silently watching the door of Yin Hui's room, her eyes were slightly red.

The glass of vodka that he drank earlier became more drunk, and Yin Hui began to feel a little drunk and fascinated. He began to miss her, his home, Tang Yan, and everyone in this city who treated him well and cared about him.

When it comes to memories, Yin Hui will think of the ambition when he just graduated, and he has no worries about his ambition.He wants to be the ### leader in this city and make a big splash in his career.But several years have passed, but still nothing has been achieved.Career, love, family, all good things are out of my reach.

He didn't know how many people in this city were as lost and melancholy as himself.Will he be like himself, continue to dream of a better tomorrow in the bustling city, and indulge in the desolation of reality.

Yin Hui is a make-up artist, to be more precise, a body beautician for a funeral parlor. He serves men, women, old people, children, and some are incomplete and fragmented, as well as beautiful and exquisite.

Although he is a man, he likes to do makeup for others since he was a child. He combs his mother's hair, helps his father wax his hair, helps his sister tie bows, and helps his sister paint her face red.He likes to play with people's faces, apply foundation, eyebrows, blush, and lipstick...Yin Hui likes the process of makeup, which can give him the enjoyment of beauty.

But when the same process is operated by the current self, the impression it gives people often becomes mysterious and unlucky.It is also because of this that those classmates who had a close relationship with him, after learning about his work, all rushed to change their mobile phone numbers and cut off relations with him. Lost this little role.Because in their eyes, Yin Hui is a different kind, a synonym for horror, and a fool is willing to shake hands, guess fists, and even have a good time with a guy who touches dead bodies all day long.At first, Yin Hui didn't know much about the situation, but after being shut down again and again, he could only sit in a corner with a cigarette in his mouth, and put the strings of familiar numbers in the phone book one by one. cross out.Human feelings are cold and warm, you will know after you taste it.Take Tang Xing who I met today as an example. If Yin Hui hadn't called out his name in advance, he would definitely avoid it like seeing a nest of flies.

When he was in college, Yin Hui studied science and engineering, which is a major that has nothing to do with funeral etiquette.From the bottom of his heart, he hopes that one day he will be able to stand out, or be a gold-collar worker or an executive, strategizing and giving advice.But he never thought that a few years later, he would become an embalmer.Perhaps, destiny is such absurd, wanton teasing, over and over again ### touches your body and your soul.But you, as the victim, can only stare at each other from a distance, unable to fight back.

In the eyes of most people, their career is very mysterious and depressing.Even a little Japanese-style horror, but for Yin Hui, it is a job, a salary, and a rice bowl that allows him to live.If there is anything special, it is that Yin Hui especially hopes that under his own hands, he can make those faces that were once vibrant and beautiful, so that everyone who has been to this world can be decent without regrets leave.

In fact, Yin Hui is not a very daring person. He would cover his ears in fear when he heard stories told by adults when he was a child. When the field handed out his resume, Yin Hui felt a little surprise in his heart, maybe this was destined in the dark!

I'm tired of dealing with people, but dealing with dead people is actually pretty good, at least there won't be so many intrigues.

The object of his first make-up was a girl, young, about 19 years old, who died in a car accident. When the accident happened, she was sitting in the co-pilot of a Santana. When the car hit, the door might not be closed properly. , she flew out, fell heavily on the ground, and died on the spot——I think she should have been as light as a butterfly, gliding across the air.

She is a tall girl with long hair, with exquisite facial features and good skin.Her family sent a new set of clothes for the staff to change for her.This is a very physical job, Yin Hui can't do it, so several veterans will do it together.They huddled in a dark room where there was a workbench for people.Yin Hui himself doesn't need to do anything, he's just a "watchman", that is, whenever someone wants to come in, he will call out viciously, because he is afraid that some family members of the deceased will come in without thinking, after all, these are considered industry secrets of.

After taking off her bloody clothes, everyone began to wash her body with water, because there was too much blood, Yin Hui stood on the side of her head and watched them do it.Then I put on jeans for her first, because the colleague lifted her feet up, so her head was no longer placed on the table, but put down along the edge, looking up at Yin Hui.

At that time, Yin Hui was probably less than two feet away from the girl. Her eyes were not closed, but kept wide open. Yin Hui felt that she was looking at him all the time, as if she had something to say to him.However, she also felt that her eyes were too hollow, as if she just passed through her body and saw a place far, far behind.The girl's face is very pale, and her long hair hangs down. It may be natural curly hair. It can be seen when it is wet. Water drops slide down her face and onto her hair, and then slowly fall one by one on the ground.It looked particularly bleak.

If she could see this scene, it must be very painful!Yin Hui thought to himself.Only a 19-year-old girl was stripped naked by several irrelevant men and women. If she could feel it, it must be very cold.Just like at this moment, wearing a sweater, I can't help shivering.Yes, winter is coming soon.

Get dressed and put on a white velvet hat for her, she's so pretty, she looks like she's asleep.Before accepting the task, the girl's family members only asked her to put on light makeup, but as a newly-departed mortician who was about to carve the first work of art in this life, Yin Hui wanted to leave a mark on this pure white angel. The last touch of beauty in the mortal world is like the moment when a meteor breaks through the sky, it is so heartbreakingly beautiful and so fascinating.

So, he put on special silicone gloves, combed the girl's hair and styled it.Wash her body with hot towels, apply foundation, rouge, eyebrows, and lip gloss to restore her skin's luster as much as possible.The hard work paid off, and after drawing her lip liner, the girl seemed to be smiling.This made her mother very satisfied, she couldn't stop holding Yin Hui's hand, and she couldn't stop talking, as if she was thanking this young man for letting her daughter have the most beautiful face leave this world.

Pulling away the old man's hand forcefully, and comforting him a few words, Yin Hui stepped aside with professional etiquette.Poor parents all over the world, maybe the numb heart of the old man at this moment has already been torn to pieces!

Nostalgia for old thoughts, new sorrows and old grievances want to carry on, changing the world...

The masters who played the music blushed one by one, and conveyed the grief carried in the wind music to every corner of the hall, and then everyone circled the crystal coffin, crying, crying hard, crying desperately, but this How much of it is true and how much is false, only the parties themselves know.

From the portrait of the girl, Yin Hui saw what he looked like before he was alive.The photo was copied in black and white from a life photo. In the photo, she was wearing this hat and smiling on the snow-covered mountain. Her smile was so bright and sweet.Yin Hui couldn't take his eyes back when he looked at this photo.Until now, he still thinks that the girl is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen, much prettier than those packaged stars, even the black and white silhouette reveals her brilliance and innocence.