Play Nice

Chapter 3 003: Dark Nursery Rhymes

After the farewell hall, when she returned to the office, Sister Zhou discovered that the sleeve of the business collar was scratched, and there were bloodstains on the fabric of the clothes, all of which had been dried.

"What happened to your hand?"

"Hand?" Shang Lingling raised his arm and looked left and right.

Sister Zhou quickly grabbed her left hand and checked it carefully: "The clothes inside are soaked red, why is there so much blood?"

Seeing the wound, she frowned, "Maybe she accidentally hit it somewhere."

The anger that Sister Zhou finally calmed down came up again: "It must have been pushed by the treasured mother just now." Thinking about it, she became angry, "What a prejudice."

Who said no.

How many people regard bad luck and bad luck as an infectious disease, and the source of infection is them ordinary people who are engaged in the funeral industry.

Sister Zhou got up and went to get the medicine box: "I'll help you deal with it."

The business leader pulled the stool and sat down obediently: "Thank you, Sister Zhou."

There are two "divine beasts" in Sister Zhou's family. They are both boys. One is more naughty than the other. In her dreams, she would like to have such a well-behaved daughter as a business leader. There are so many girls in the cosmetic surgery group, and her favorite is the business leader. collar.

At this moment, Sister Zhou's mother was very angry, and she felt very distressed: "Doesn't it hurt? I didn't realize that I was injured."

Shang Lingling shook his head, her eyes fogged, she looked like a good girl who pretended to be strong and brave when she was wronged, and faced life positively: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

Look, you can swallow whatever pain you feel.Sister Zhou felt even more distressed: "You can do what you can at a young age, just shout when it hurts, don't bear it."

Shang Lingling's eyelids drooped, and the end of his eyes instantly turned red.

She really doesn't hurt. She has injured a nerve, and her pain is much slower than normal.But over the years, she has realized a truth: the weak will always be sympathized with, and the strong will often be envied.Especially for women, if you use it well, showing weakness will be a lore.

Before five o'clock, the sky was getting dark, a sign of the impending rain, and the light-controlled lights in the women's toilet were all on.

Someone called in the cubicle: "Didn't you say that you might be promoted at the end of the month? Don't ask for leave at this juncture, so as not to upset your boss."

It wasn't the woman who treated the corpse cosmetologist as dirty.

"The ones from your second aunt's house didn't come, what's wrong."

"I asked your dad to take Xiaobao back, and so did he. His brain was squeezed by the door. Xiaobao was so old that he dared to bring this kind of place. He almost encountered unclean things today."

Da da.

The woman suddenly became quiet and listened carefully. There was a sound outside, like the sound of high heels.

The eldest son on the other end of the phone asked her if she would hold a memorial service. He asked her twice and got no response, so he called her aloud.

"Huh?" The woman in the compartment came back to her senses.

Ask her what's wrong.

"It's nothing, someone must have come over and heard a voice." She got up, sorted her clothes, and continued, "I won't hold a memorial service, I'll take it back to my hometown for burial tomorrow after cremation."

The eldest son asked about the ashes again.

"It costs a lot to save the columbarium. Your uncle and the others are not willing to pay for that money."

Outside the cubicle, the sound of high heels getting closer, and the sound of metal rubbing against the ground.When the woman thought that this was a funeral home, she was horrified, hung up the phone, and was about to flush the water when a song suddenly sounded outside.

It's a nursery rhyme.

The girl's voice was ethereal and clear, the tune was very slow, and she chanted, "The big rabbit is sick, the second rabbit is watching."

The woman was shocked: "Who is outside?"

The female voice outside was still singing, one sentence at a time: "Three rabbits buy medicine, four rabbits cook."

With a thud, the woman's hands softened, her phone fell into the toilet, her scalp was numb, and she hurriedly went to open the door without caring about her phone.

At this time, an iron rod crossed from the middle of the door handle and was fixed on the handle of the next compartment.

The woman couldn't open the door no matter how hard she tried, and while beating with her hands, she shouted in horror, "Who's outside?"

"Who!"

Who?
Fairy.

"Five rabbits died, six rabbits were carried, seven rabbits dug a pit, and eight rabbits were buried."

The woman sat down on the toilet, her legs trembling: "Who... who is outside!"

The fairy stuck to the door and told her softly and tenderly, "It's a ghost."

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Such a piercing scream.

Among the screams, there is also a very pleasant singing: "The nine rabbits sat on the ground and cried, and the ten rabbits asked why it was crying? The nine rabbits said: The five rabbits will not come back once they leave."

The woman couldn't see outside the cubicle, but she saw shiny silver high heels and a pair of fair and slender ankles. The owner of the ankles walked to the faucet, boiled water to wash her hands, and sang a nursery rhyme slowly in her mouth: "The big rabbit is sick, the second rabbit is watching, the third rabbit is buying medicine, the fourth rabbit is boiling, the fifth rabbit is dead, and the sixth rabbit is carrying it."

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Ah, so noisy.

Will the more than 100 remains in the nearby frozen area be woken up?Shang Lingling turned off the water and walked out of the bathroom with a smile.

Inside the women's toilet, the woman was still screaming, hoarse.

"Seven rabbits dig a pit, eight rabbits bury, nine rabbits sit on the ground and cry..."

The nursery rhymes became more and more cheerful, and the voices became farther and farther away.

Sister Zhou just came back from the handover when she saw Shang Lingling come in humming a song.

"Anything happy?"

She just smiled and asked Sister Zhou, "Is my voice scary?"

"How could it be, how nice it sounds." Sister Zhou liked this little girl's voice, it was sweet and good.

Hearing the compliment, the business leader smiled sweetly, and was a little embarrassed after being complimented.

Sister Zhou changed her coat: "Are you wearing high heels today?" She didn't notice it in the morning.

Business collar collars do not often wear high heels to work.

She is very different today, she is in a good mood, and she loves to laugh: "Well, I'm going to see my little brother."

Sister Zhou couldn't help sighing: It's nice to be young.

The cosmetic surgery team at this point has all gone off work, and Zuo Xiaoyun of the wake hall is still guarding the information desk.The business leader passed through the hall here.

Zuo Xiaoyun stopped her: "Leader."

"Ok?"

"Did you hear anything?"

Shang Lingling stopped and listened, "What's the sound?"

Zuo Xiaoyun pointed in the direction of the women's toilet: "There seems to be someone calling over there."

The business leader said: "The body has just been delivered, and the family should be crying."

There are indeed family members crying, and the most important thing in funeral homes is the cry, so who has the mind to take care of the "prejudice ghost" in the toilet.

Bad luck, right?

Then bad luck will kill you.

She hummed a nursery rhyme again, her voice cheerful, her pink woolen skirt swayed, and her silver high heels gleamed beautifully.The singing didn't stop until I saw the box of Band-Aid on the battery car.

She looked at the words on the paper and frowned: "Why is he so difficult."

Not a single phone call.

She was only depressed for a while, and her mood was clear again. She held the box of Band-Aid in both hands, looked and looked through the not-so-bright light under the tree, and then held up the piece of paper, staring at the three he wrote on it. word, look carefully.Enough of waiting, she took out the small scissors hanging on the keychain from her bag, cut out the words along his handwriting, discarded the rest, and only put his three words in the Band-Aid box , and stored it in her unremarkable but ruby-encrusted bag.

She likes gems, and of all gems, rubies are her favorite.

Jing Zhao is the most beautiful one, strong and beautiful.

The pink battery car shuttled between the green shades, the girl's pearl earrings were lifted by the wind, and the brisk singing echoed slowly: "The big rabbit is sick, the second rabbit is watching, the third rabbit buys medicine, the fourth rabbit boils, and the fifth rabbit is dead. , six rabbits to carry, seven rabbits to dig a pit, eight rabbits to bury..."

*****
Boom!

The wind was blowing, and the rain was pouring.

It was past ten o'clock, and the usually bustling and noisy pedestrian street was deserted tonight. There were endless thunder and lightning strikes, and the streetlights were eclipsed by the flashing lights. The night cry of children came from the old residential area in the distance, hysterical.

The heavy rain is contrived, turning the city upside down, and people are also contriving, turning human nature upside down.

"You don't come here."

In the sound of the rain, the girl's voice trembled.

　*****
　　Sorry, I expected a mistake and didn't write about the hero saving the beauty.

　　The nursery rhyme is from "Mother Goose's Nursery Rhyme": Ten Rabbits.

　　The update time is about 06:30 every afternoon (tentative), and the number of words is about [-]. The public period has to wait for the recommendation, so I can't add many words, sorry.

　　


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