My idea is actually very simple.
Even if I'm going to die, I can't let myself die without anyone claiming my body, because that would be too miserable. Maybe when Gu Nianci and the Xu family find out, they'll laugh at me and say: "That stinking beggar, no one cares about him after he dies. He's just a pile of rotten flesh there, and even stray dogs would find it disgusting."
Of course, this possibility is actually very small.
But that doesn't matter.
If no one will collect my body, I'll collect it myself.
At worst, I'll just tell the coffin shop owner to give them some money in advance so they can do the work of burying me.
There are always more solutions than problems.
I wandered around the city for a while before finally choosing a rather remote and quiet coffin shop.
I've never been to a place like this before, and I don't really know anything about this industry. But this coffin shop is unusually deserted. Looking around, you can see that the surrounding area is full of funeral businesses, almost a complete chain, but there's not a single person in sight at this coffin shop.
The reason I chose this one is quite simple.
I feel like it's just like me.
Being in this bustling city, I feel as lonely as a dog, or rather, out of helplessness, I have to make myself appear lonely, unloved, and abandoned by the world.
So I felt it was necessary for me to take care of its business.
Even if this coffin shop has all sorts of annoying reasons, it doesn't matter. I'm a dying person, and there's no way I can get after-sales service. Once I'm buried, it's all the same.
To my surprise, the owner of this coffin shop was a young girl who looked to be no more than twenty years old.
When I entered the shop, she was carefully wiping the coffin. The way she was so focused and attentive made it seem as if she was not facing a cold, lifeless coffin, but an object that she cherished.
I thought to myself, this must be a good girl.
But then I thought...
She must have some kind of illness, otherwise she wouldn't have confined herself to such a place at such a young age.
This inexplicably stirred up a feeling of sympathy in me.
Just as I was thinking about how to start the conversation, she suddenly stopped what she was doing, looked up at me, and seemed to realize that I was staring at her. Her face turned red instantly.
It was at this moment that I saw her face clearly.
Unlike Gu Nianci and Lin Qingxue, who possess the charm of mature women, or Song Qingrong, who exudes an air of poise and elegance, she has a completely different feel.
How should I put it?
A girl from a modest family?
I don't know how to describe it, but her face, which looks very gentle, paired with that simple white dress, gives off a girl-next-door vibe.
"Hello... are you looking to hire a coffin?"
While I was still in a daze, she spoke first. Her voice sounded a little nervous, and she clearly didn't seem like a businessperson, which made me even more certain of my initial thought.
She, like me, is a pitiful person.
They are the ones who are bound.
The only difference is that I was bound by my emotions, while she was bound by this desolate coffin shop that was clearly mismatched with her.
Coming to my senses, I smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I've come to see the coffin."
"Do...do you have any requests?" She put away the rag in her hand and looked at me cautiously. I could tell that it must have taken a lot of her courage to say that "you" and ask that question.
I felt a little helpless. To ease her tension, I suppressed my frustration from the past few days and forced a smile, saying, "I don't have any requirements, as long as I can fit in."
"Oh... huh?"
She looked at me in astonishment.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"You...you mean, it's for your own use?" she asked again to confirm.
I nodded and said, "Yes, I'll use it myself."
I laughed and asked again, "Can't you buy your own coffin?"
"No...no..."
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