Chapter 6 Seventy-sixth night thousand eyes

The happy days are slowly cooling in the air. Li Zheng bids farewell to us, and the city seems to be slowly returning to tranquility. Ji Yan said that the strange things that have happened in recent years may be related to the frequent activities of returning soul incense, while Now it has returned to where it should go, and our life has naturally become normal. "I'm going on a long trip." Ji Yan didn't surprise me when he told me, I was already surprised that he was able to stay here for more than half a year.It's just that I'm slightly worried that he has lost the ability of blood, whether he can still deal with those weird things.

He seemed to see it, and smiled heartily. "It'll be fine. I just want to go out more. Li Duo will also go with me. This time it may take longer. You have to take care." He came over and patted me on the shoulder. Without further ado, Ji Yan also left, and took away the crazy girl who kept laughing, no, she has grown up after going through that incident. Suddenly leaving so many people, it seems a little lonely. I received another interview task, a makeup artist. But definitely not an ordinary makeup artist, it seems like nonsense, otherwise I would interview him for what.

To be precise, this man named Zongmu was a make-up artist who made up the dead. Luo Lei and I came to this funeral home by car together. It seemed that this amazing makeup artist also attracted Luo Lei's attention, so naturally we came together. I am not afraid of ghosts and gods, but it does not mean that I do not believe in ghosts and gods, just like I believe in people, but I am most afraid of people. The funeral parlor looked like an upside-down refrigerator from the outside. Although it was still July, it was still as cool as autumn, even a bit chilly. Could it be that it was really cloudy.When I entered the gate, there were only two staff chatting at the charging place. There was a big blue plastic sign hanging on the wall, marking various prices. I couldn’t help but sigh, even the dead are not free from the constraints of money. .There are many pots of flowers on both sides of the gate, but most of these flowers are withered.Our car was parked behind a van, and it seemed someone had come first, or there was another dead person here.

Through the narrow and quiet corridor, the two of us walked into the mortuary, Luo Lei seemed to slow down a bit, because the sound of our footsteps echoed in this quiet place, she was afraid of disturbing the dead. It was a little surprising to my imagination, the whole room was very empty, about 40 square meters, 20 beds were neatly parked on the left side, and three new shiny black coffins, the room was clean, but still a little cold .But I soon discovered that there was a door inside, and it seemed that there was a refrigerated room next to the corpse. No wonder there was air-conditioning coming in.

"Who are you looking for?" Suddenly a young man came over and asked me, and I replied that he was looking for Zongmu.The young man suddenly showed a disgusted and surprised expression. "He's in the morgue, and he spends more time with the dead than the living." The young man sneered and left after asking us why we came. Luo Lei and I walked in, only to find that there was no one there, and felt strange. "There are usually only two kinds of people here, the dead, and the living who send the dead." I suddenly heard a deep but magnetic voice, just like the announcer on the old radio, with a little noisy interference .

I looked back and saw a thin and tall man standing behind us with his back to the light from the window. I don’t remember seeing him just now, maybe he came from the refrigerator next to him.But his footsteps were as light as a cat's, and when he approached Luo Lei and me, he made no sound at all. "My name is Zong Mu. Are you the reporters sent by that newspaper?" He walked over slowly, or rather like a kite, being blown by the wind. Only then did I take a closer look at him. Zong Mu was wearing a blue-gray long-sleeved hard cloth suit, black straight-leg trousers, and a pair of black layered bottoms with white edges.I'm surprised that although it's cooler here, it's not so airtight, and he still wears white gloves on his hands.In addition, his head is like a white Ye log that has been cut by a knife, with short flat hair, a narrow and high forehead, high cheeks, and his lips seem to be a cut inadvertently, which looks like nothing when closed. Generally speaking, the strangest thing is his eyes, which are tightly closed, and the eye sockets are somewhat sunken, like tomatoes exposed to the sun, shriveled and red.

He sniffed, then suddenly grinned and explained with a smile. I saw his teeth were yellowish, but full and neat, like a piece of corn that had just been broken. "You may not know much about my business. No wonder, I have seen more corpses than you know people." Zong Mu said with a smile. Although the words were good, I was very uncomfortable to hear them, so I forced a smile smiled. "The corpses you have come into contact with, or most people know, are from TV or some relatives and friends. The corpse is still intact." Zong Mu said as he walked towards one of the coffins, his steps were very strange, like an acrobat walking on a tightrope, his hands were slightly open, his body was slightly swaying on both sides, and his steps were very small , but very stable.

"However, some of the corpses are incomplete, or died abnormally. When their relatives and friends send them over, they usually wrap them in red plastic sheets. It is said that this can appease the ghosts of the dead. Picking up the corpse is the first thing we do. As I said, the happiest thing here is to pick up the remains that died in the hospital, because this is the kind that is easy to handle; For example, the remains that have been discovered for a long time often emit a foul smell and are full of bugs, which are beyond recognition.Clothes are often permeated with a foul odor.Receiving the corpse is very particular. One side of the head needs to be raised so that the body can be pulled out of the compartment in a half-lying position, so that he can be comfortable and not embarrass us.So I need to wear relatively closed and heavy clothes, so as to avoid being splashed by poisonous corpse water.Many people who work here can't get used to leaving, and the rest, in the eyes of outsiders, are somewhat different. In fact, they are just a pile of flesh that is about to rot. As long as they can pass their own test, they are nothing. The line's income is fairly generous, so there are still some people who insist on staying.

In fact, the reason why we are afraid is because seeing these corpses seems to see the fate of ourselves in the future. Zong Mu was always smiling when he spoke, but there were not many other expressions on his face, as if nothing had anything to do with him. "My work is quite busy. Sometimes I have to make up hundreds of corpses in eight hours. Usually, I can finish an ordinary corpse in 20 minutes. But if I meet the girl who just moved in, I am afraid that a few hours will not be enough. "Zong Mu opened the refrigerator, and I heard a bang, very loud, the sound of metal colliding.

"If you're okay, you can come over and have a look, but that lady still doesn't want it anymore, your breathing is very irregular, you seem to be a little scared." Zong Mu seemed to be talking about Luo Lei, but he didn't talk to Luo Lei. Lei said. Sure enough, I looked at Luo Lei, she rubbed her shoulders with her arms around her, looked at me and shook her head in embarrassment. "Ouyang, you should go." She may not be afraid, but she just feels a little disgusted. I followed Zongmu and walked in, but before I stepped in, my body trembled. Inside is a huge thing with silvery metallic luster, a total of three floors, covered with many drawers, just like a medicine cabinet in a traditional Chinese medicine prescription.Zong Mu skillfully opened a drawer, and with a bang, a corpse was pulled out.

The corpse was thin, it should be a woman.But the whole thing was wrapped in a plastic bag that was bright red like blood. Zong Mu unzipped the zipper, and I took a look. Fortunately, Luo Lei didn't come over. If you only look at half of her face, this is a very delicate and beautiful girl. Even though her face is very pale due to excessive blood loss, it still cannot hide her appearance before she was alive, but the other half is like an old wood that has been eaten away by termites. , dilapidated, with charred skin at the edge, almost half of the entire face was burned off. "Can it be repaired?" I covered my mouth and suddenly remembered a sentence. Mr. Lu Xun said that tragedy destroys the valuable things in life for others to see, and comedy tears up the worthless things for others to see.The two sides of the face, beautiful and ugly, are completely different in contrast, which makes me feel very uncomfortable. "That's okay. Last time a car accident happened, the whole skull was deformed, and I had to use pins to sew up his skull and scalp. Well, are you interested in seeing how I make her up? But It may take some time." Zong Mu spread his hands and said.I looked at my watch, it was still early, so I asked Luo Lei to interview some other staff members, while I stayed here to see how Zongmu worked. Zong Mu walked into a small room and changed into ones similar to those used for surgery in a hospital, but I was surprised that he took off his gloves at this time instead. His hands were big, slightly out of sync with his wrists, his fingers were delicate and slender, as white as green onions, even girls were rarely so beautiful. Zongmu lifted the girl's body out, of course, I also gave his hand, and then he first got a very elastic plastic product similar to the color of the skin, spread it on the damaged half of the face, and then put his palm Open it and gently place it on the face of the deceased. "What are you doing?" I asked curiously. "I'm feeling that applying makeup to each corpse is like making a work of art. The more damaged it is, the greater the challenge, and the more excited I am naturally, but before doing it, I must feel their thoughts." Zong Mu As he said that, the child's sense of satisfaction like getting a beloved toy appeared on his face. What a weirdo, I murmured to myself, but I knew that the thing I was most looking forward to hadn't happened, and that was the main reason I came here to find him. After a few minutes, Zong Mu's hand was like a flash of white light. He suddenly picked up the scalpel and started cutting on the half of the tape. I was like watching a street artist making clay figurines. The contours of the destroyed facial features emerged, followed by delicate sculpture and editing. I almost forgot where I was, and was completely fascinated by those hands, as if the hands were still separated from Zongmu and became a separate life Body, doing this work alone, no, it's more like dancing than work. Two hours later, I hardly recognized the girl. Except for the faint seams at the seams, there was hardly any abnormality. It seemed that this adhesive tape was also specially made.The girl's face was beautiful, like the face of a gothic doll, but lifeless.And there seems to be something strange about the eyes. "After the fire, the skin may have shrunk and dehydrated." Zong Mu seemed to see my doubts and explained. "The next step is to make up, and we have a special drug, which can make the deceased close his eyes and mouth, and his skin is loose, making him look very peaceful, but this requires the consent of the deceased's family." Zong Mu said The hands left the body, and he went into the handwashing area, scrubbed carefully, changed his clothes, and put on his gloves again. "You do these without gloves? Aren't you afraid of pricking yourself?" I asked him. "When I wear gloves, I feel less sensitive, and my hands and the works I make are not perfect." Zong Mu picked up a cup of tea, his forehead was covered with sweat. "But, didn't they all say that you are a blind man?" I finally said it out. Zong Mu stopped to drink water.His sunken eye sockets suddenly turned, and the cheekbones on both sides also squirmed, and he faced me seriously. "I am more dexterous than many people with good eyesight. That's why I stay here. Many corpses that they can't repair have to be done by me." Sure enough, he can't see, but he can complete such delicate Work.It's amazing. "Okay, my work is done, your interview should be over, here is my business card, you are a nice person, very few strangers can stay here for hours and watch me work, If you have something, you can come to me, of course, I don't want to work for you here forever." Zong Mu handed me a business card, then turned around and stopped talking to me. I walked out with my business card, found Luo Lei, and left the funeral home. "What a weirdo," I thought to myself. But I didn't expect that soon, I would meet Zongmu again. Because a person who claimed to know Zongmu suddenly found me. "I heard that you interviewed him this morning." This young man is about twenty years old, with an ordinary appearance and a medium build. He is wearing a white T-shirt and black beach shorts. As if I had a deep friendship, I suddenly remembered that this young man was the one I had met at the funeral home earlier. "So what?" I was a little disgusted with this kind of person. "I advise you to stay away from this monster. He and I are colleagues in the funeral home. He almost never deals with anyone, but today I found out that he actually talked to you so much. Moreover, we all think he is a psychopath behind the scenes." A pervert." The young man took a sharp puff on his cigarette, and the cigarette butt immediately turned red, and I looked into his eyes, which were even redder than burning cigarette butts, which seemed to be very congested. "This guy actually calls himself an artist. He is obviously blind, but he can repair and make up corpses better than other people. Don't you think it's strange? Or he is a monster at all. No one knows his origin, everything about him The information is a mystery. He was there when the funeral director was established, but for so many years, others say that he is not old at all. He has been like this for decades. Although everyone hates him, his craftsmanship is really outstanding Well, without him, this small place of ours would not be able to survive long ago. People from other places even came to ask him to make up corpses. Moreover, I heard that all corpses that have been made up by him will lose some things. "Young suddenly said mysteriously, but I saw his eyes getting redder and redder, and his pupils were almost invisible, but he didn't seem to feel it at all. "What's missing?" I asked him. "Eyeballs, although I don't have any definite evidence, but I have observed that some corpses after makeup, their eye sockets are a little strange, maybe he is really a monster that eats eyeballs." Young said like a comment The entertainer, exaggeratedly said, but every time I said it, I saw his temples throbbing violently, and his complexion was very bad. "I told you the matter, can you give me some money?" It turned out that this time was the purpose of his trip. "Why should I trust you?" I'm not a fool. "That's easy, you seem to have his business card, follow him home to have a look, but remember not to be discovered, I was almost discovered last time, although he is blind, he seems to have very keen senses of hearing and smell. "The young man left his contact information, then walked away waddlingly, pressing the back of his head as he walked. I took out Zongmu's business card and murmured in my heart. After get off work, I hurried to the address on the business card and stayed there waiting for Zongmu to come. It was an old street. Due to demolition, most of the residents had already moved out. There were not many houses left except Zongmu. Zongmu should be treated well. Why not buy a decent house?Moreover, his neighbors also said that Zongmu often closed the door, never had any friends, no wife or relatives, and in summer, there would always be a strange and unpleasant smell floating in the house.Moreover, when the government wanted to demolish the house, Zong Mu was uncharacteristically unwilling to die, and almost made a fuss to the TV station, so the demolition work was also put on hold. "What a mystery." The sky was getting dark, I looked at the locked door of Zongmu's house, and couldn't help but say. "What fan?" Zong Mu's deep voice sounded behind me. I was startled and turned around. He was standing behind me with a smile. I found it strange that he still wore this long coat even outside in such hot weather. Trousers, gloves, and a high-necked shirt protecting the neck. "I'm just talking casually." I replied awkwardly. "I know you will come to see me, why don't you go and have something to eat, I'm a little hungry." He invited me very friendly, and it happened to be time for dinner, so I decided to go with him. The restaurant is also opened by people in this area, and it serves the nearby residents. It is a small dining room that can only accommodate three wooden tables, and behind it is the kitchen. It is a restaurant converted from a typical residential building.We ordered a few dishes at random and started chatting. "Oh? Did someone say that about me?" I told him what the young man said, but I didn't tell him that it was the young man who said it. "Actually, there is nothing. I actually come from an ancient family. We have been making up corpses for generations. Don't be surprised. Any profession has its long history. We are no exception, but for others Alternatives, such as flight attendants, the reason why everyone is curious about them is because they are rare. When airplanes replace trains and buses as the main means of transportation, are flight attendants not as common as conductors and flight attendants? The source of makeup on corpses is very Early, our family first used makeup for the royal family. Due to the high pressure and high natural craftsmanship, some people who died in the battle can also make up lifelike. However, our family has to pay a price, and it may be caused by long-term contact with the dead. It’s like the curse of God——all people who inherit makeup will gradually become blind, and no one is spared. This is equivalent exchange. We have to pay a heavy price for the ability that ordinary people do not have, but fortunately, when we know that we are about to change While we are blind, we try our best to exercise our other senses, so it doesn’t matter all year round, my grandfather and father are all blind.” He said with a smile, his sunken eye sockets were facing me, which made me feel a little sad. "Can't you choose to give up?" I asked him. "No, some people's fate is doomed before birth, just like the reliefs on the wall. Maintaining my usual posture and habits, if I want to change, only my own body will collapse, and I have gradually adapted to it .” He still said calmly. I stopped talking, but started chatting about other things, the two of us had dinner, it was completely dark outside, Zong Mu drank some wine, maybe because it was inconvenient to wear gloves, the gloves he removed, put them on after eating Gloves tucked into trouser pockets. "Would you like to come to my house?" Zong Mu said. I wanted to refuse, but my curiosity got the better of me, so I followed him through the narrow alleys. The street lamps were dim, like candles in the wind, flickering on and off.But there were a few young people who looked like gangsters in front of them. The leader is taller, with a shaved head, shirtless, and a dragon tattoo on his shoulder. I can't help laughing. People of this generation really watch too many movies. They learn everything without any creativity. Dragon and tiger tattoos, other tattoos are also good, such as the Great Wall of the New Seven Wonders, it is so long, you can wrap it around your body a few times, and it will definitely shock you when you go out. "Brothers, brothers have no money to eat, take out some." This guy took out a sharp switchblade and waved it in his hand. I hope he cut himself. Before I could speak, Zong Mu suddenly walked over slowly, and slowly stretched out a hand, which seemed to be holding some money. "Take it." He stretched out his hand. Suddenly a strange thing happened, a few gangsters looked at his hand, just about to take the money, but they yelled like a ghost or a policeman (it seems that this kind of metaphor is a bit inappropriate) shouting monsters, monsters, etc. and flee. "What's going on?" I was puzzled again. "Maybe I was scared by my appearance." Zong Mu turned his head, no wonder, under this kind of light, his face was indeed a little scary. "How dare you come to rob me if you are so timid." I shook my head and smiled wryly. Finally, I came to Zongmu's house, but it was not early, and I was going back after staying for half an hour at most, and sorted out the manuscripts about him by the way. His home is very clean. When I say clean, there are two meanings. One is that there is no dust, and the other is that there are no other superfluous things, except for the necessary Zhuozi chairs. I wonder how much money he earns. What to do with it. The living room is not big, about ten square meters. The room inside is very dark. In fact, the light in the living room is not strong. I can barely see things clearly, not much better than candles. "I'll go in and change clothes." Zong Mu turned his back to me and said, I hummed, then sat on the chair and looked around. The purpose of everything can be seen clearly at a glance, I felt bored suddenly, so I got up and looked around. At this time, Zongmu's cell phone rang suddenly. It turned out that a particularly important deceased person had come to the funeral home. They hoped that Zongmu would come quickly. After all, the corpse was in this kind of weather. The family members of this matter naturally feel that the sooner the better.Zong Mu said very sorry to me that he will come back soon and hoped that I could wait for him. "I have something to show you." He said with a smile. After finishing speaking, he repeatedly told me not to leave, then closed the door and went out. I am alone in the room. I suddenly smelled a vague smell, which was somewhat familiar, as if I smelled it at the funeral parlor this morning. I walked towards the dark back room. Fortunately, there were lights on the walls, and the inside was actually bigger than the living room.But it's just a bed. I walked in slowly along the wall of the room, and suddenly felt that the wall was a little weird. It was hot, but one section of the wall was as cold as ice.To be sure, I touched the wall of the living room, and sure enough, the temperature was different. "Is there something behind this?" I wondered, and then imitated the movie, knocking around on the smooth and empty wall with my hands. Sure enough, with a sound similar to mechanical rotation, the wall was opened. Of course, a burst of air-conditioning also rushed to the face, and of course there was that special smell. With the help of the unlit light, I barely looked inside. It was a very large room, almost larger than the living room and the bedroom within it.There are metal cabinets neatly placed inside, like a library, layer by layer. There are no books on it, but glass jars. The jar was about the size of our normal drinking glass, and it seemed to have a label for notes on it. The lighting was so dim that I couldn't see what was inside or what was written on the label.I picked up one at random and walked over to the light. If I hadn't been prepared, I would have almost shattered the jar. Inside the jar is an eyeball. A complete pair of eyeballs, soaked in a transparent antiseptic fluid.With the movement of my hand slowly turning in the transparent liquid, the eyeball seemed to be looking at me alive, no matter how I turned the angle of view, I felt stared at. There is a word written on the label. "On July 14, 1996, the 26-year-old female Yang Yue died of drowning with her eyes intact" I put the bottle back, turned on the phone light, and walked in. All bottles contain eyeballs.The stacks are quite neat, layer by layer, various, black, brown, blue, I did not expect that there are foreigners, the pupils that have lost their vitality are dilated, reflecting the mobile phone in the dark room Slight blue light.The bottle's label states the eyeball's owner's name, time and manner of death.It's almost like a collection.And strictly according to the time to release.It was as if I had been stripped naked and placed on the street. I felt stabbed all over my body. I could feel as if there were many people in this room, and they were all staring at me. I didn't leave, just walked along the cabinets to find the nearest set. There was actually a bottle that was empty, but it still had a label. "2007 Unidentified male 24 year old Ouyang Xuanyuan died due to unknown eyeballs not obtained" I barely grabbed the bottle again. I put the bottle back and picked up the one next to it. Inside was a pair of red, fiery eyeballs, very familiar. I looked at the label, and sure enough, the time was today, and they were the eyes of that young man, who was probably no longer alive. I carefully closed the door, took out the bottle with my label on it, and calmed down a bit, thinking only of getting out of here immediately. But as soon as he walked out of the bedroom, he found Zongmu standing at the door.He looked at me with a strange smile, but he had no eyes. "I said I'd show you something, but you've already seen part of it?" Zong Mu said. "Why did you choose me, and didn't you only take the eyes of the dead?" I asked him in a cold sweat. "Yeah, so if I kill you, aren't your eyes the eyes of the dead?" He still said calmly, as if he was continuing to discuss the topic of eating with me just now. "Why do you hide the eyes of so many people? Are you a psychopath?" I tried my best to keep my voice stable and try not to show a feeling of fear. "There's no reason, because I don't want to live a blind life, I want to see sunlight and colors!" Zong Mu became emotional instead. "Fuck what ancestral rules, what dogma, my stupid ancestors made such ridiculous laws, and I was asked to abide by them, but when I was about to lose hope, I learned from my dying father, In fact, I can still recover. I told you that my eyes have slowly shrunk since I was chosen as heir to the family until I became completely blind, but there are ways to make my eyes see again, and that's something else I'm going to show you. Zong Mu suddenly stretched out his palm. There was a knife mark on his palm.But almost at the same time, the crack suddenly opened slowly, and there was actually an eyeball inside.The eyeballs are very active, turning around like the lens of a camera. I was almost speechless in astonishment.Zong Mu proudly walked past me, opened the secret door, and took out a jar, which was the fiery red eyes of the young man I saw just now. "This guy has too many things. I have no choice. I just want to be an ordinary person in obscurity, but he insists on dragging me out. He thought the stalking hadn't been discovered. It's ridiculous. This idiot has no idea that I've been in his mind for a long time. There is something in it." Zong Mu opened the jar and took out one of the eyeballs.Take off your shirt slowly. I finally understand why he has to wear long sleeves in such hot weather. His naked upper body was covered with knife marks similar to the palms, one by one, densely packed. Those knife marks are slowly opening, and there are actually eyeballs inside, and they are all alive.Zong Mu took out an eyeball that seemed to have deteriorated from one of the knife marks, and slowly stuffed the fiery red eyeball in. The stuffed eyeball quickly regained its vitality, started to turn, and looked at me. "It's like a drug addiction. At first I just had eyeballs implanted in the palm of my hand to allow me to see things again, but I quickly found that the more implants I had, the more power I had, and it felt amazing. It goes without saying that I am far more sensitive to anything than ordinary people, but most of these eyes can only stay in my body for a period of time, and then I need new eyeballs to replace them. This technique is called thousand eyes, which can be implanted into the dead Eyeballs are used to see the light again, and you can also gain other abilities. Every time a stranger’s eyes are implanted, I will be excited for a while, because the new experience comes again. However, when the eyeballs have a rejection reaction with my body , I am in pain. I understand that this is not a long-term solution. My father told me that if I want to truly become a normal person, I must find a pair of eyeballs that are perfectly suitable for me and put them into my shrunken eye sockets.Moreover, the dead's eyeballs contained all kinds of their near-death feelings. Every time I implanted one, I felt death one more time. There is nothing more exciting than the feeling before dying. " Zong Mu laughed presumptuously, and I suddenly felt that this guy was a lunatic at all. Fortunately, I have waited for you for so many years. The first time I met you in the funeral home, I knew that your eyes are very suitable for me, especially your right eye. " I just remembered that my right eye is sealed with a mirror demon. "However, now is not the time, I can't fully adapt to your eyeballs, but I will wait patiently, like a tiger crouching in the grass, waiting for the perfect opportunity to hunt for food." He smiled and took out the remaining eyeballs and looked at me come over. All the "eyes" on his body were opened, and I immediately felt dizzy. When I lost consciousness, I saw that he was going to cut a hole in my right wrist with a knife. The strange thing is that I didn't feel any pain. Then, he slowly pressed the red eyeball into the wound, and the wound began to heal and close by itself. "When this eye is fully opened, I will come to fetch your eyeball. It's like planting crops, I will come to fetch my harvest. But next time you won't recognize me." Zongmu excitedly Laughing, and then, my eyes darkened. When I woke up, I found myself lying under a street lamp on the side of the street.It was already bright, and I actually slept all night, as if I had a dream, but when I raised my right hand, there was indeed a very thin gap at the wrist. When this is fully open, is he really going to get my eyes?I asked myself. Later I went to Zongmu's house, it was completely empty, there was nothing there, including his many disgusting collections, and I also understood what his money was going to do. As for the young man, his body was recovered a few days later, with empty eye sockets and eyeballs removed.It is said that when he was found, the whole body was dried up like a dehydrated vegetable.The funeral home also said that Zongmu made a phone call to tell the leader that he would not go to work, and then he never visited again. The funeral home without Zongmu soon became depressed.Zongmu seemed to disappear from this world all at once, as if he had never appeared at all, but whenever I saw the thin black line on my right wrist, I would think of him again. I didn't tell Luo Lei about this, because I was afraid that she would be worried, but when the boss asked me to write an article about blind makeup artists, I didn't know how to write. I don't know when Zongmu will appear in front of me again, smiling and taking my eyeballs.