Jiang Er, wearing a white dress, only made eye contact with An Qingyu for a few seconds before quickly looking away.
She fidgeted with her fingers, her eyelashes fluttering slightly. "It's quite nice sleeping in there now..."
"Of course, I'm not saying the others are bad, actually..." Her voice rang out in An Qingyu's headphones.
"It's all the same to me." Her clear voice grew softer and softer. As she said this, she seemed to realize that she had said something wrong and quickly glanced at An Qingyu again.
Then, as if burned by his calm and gentle gaze, she lowered her head again, "That's not what I meant..."
"Do you want to change it?" An Qingyu smiled gently. "I know you can't sense it right now, that's why I said it's all the same."
"..." Jiang Er was somewhat conflicted.
An Qingyu said calmly, "But it's not the same for me."
Jiang Er looked at him with some confusion.
"As your coffin bearer, of course I have to take into account the customer's wishes."
"Whatever you want, I will do my best to satisfy you within the permitted conditions."
He was simply stating the facts.
Jiang Er slightly opened her eyes wide, then reached out and covered her chest.
Even if she is currently only a soul.
She couldn't help but feel that her soul was frantically growing flesh and blood, and that her heart, where it should have been, felt as if it had been struck by something.
"Thanks……"
"You're welcome," An Qingyu said with a gentle smile.
The people around only heard An Qingyu's words. Although they didn't hear what Jiang Er said, Baili Tuming nudged Lin Qiye with his elbow.
Lin Qiye turned to look at Baili Tuming in confusion, "Fatty, what's wrong?"
Why are you looking at me with such a disappointed expression?
Baili Tuming pointed to An Qingyu behind him, then gave Lin Qiye a meaningful look, and glanced at Jialan, who was holding her face and had a look of utter disbelief.
Baili Tuming hinted, "Take a look at An Qingyu..."
Lin Qiye was even more puzzled, "I saw it, so what?"
Is there anything strange about it?
"Did you hear what he just said?" Baili Tuming's lips twitched.
"I heard it, it was a normal conversation, he's always been very considerate," Lin Qiye blinked. "Is there a problem?"
Baili Tuming: ...
"I was originally thinking of having you learn it, but now I suddenly feel it's unnecessary," Baili Tuming sighed and glanced at Jialan.
Sister Jialan, this is all I can do to help you!
Unfortunately, Qi Ye was really clueless. His brain was usually quite normal, but when it came to emotions, it was as hard as steel!
Jialan was already used to it, and was still a little confused when he saw Baili Tuming looking at him.
Lin Qiye wanted to ask another question, but Zhou Ping, who was walking in front of him and holding Shang Yan, stopped abruptly, and Lin Qiye bumped into his back.
Realizing what had happened, Lin Qiye quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhou Ping!"
Why did it suddenly stop?
"We've arrived." Zhou Ping stood at the entrance of the coffin shop, his deep gaze looking inside.
As expected of a ten-year-old establishment, just looking at the storefront gives it a sense of history.
He stood at the shop entrance for a long time, until the Nightfall Squad couldn't resist any longer and wanted to go in and ask.
Zhou Ping reached out and knocked on the shop door. "Is anyone home? I need to buy a coffin."
After hearing the knocking, there was a commotion inside, and then a middle-aged man in his forties came out. He glanced at the people standing outside, and finally fixed his gaze on Zhou Ping, who was standing at the front.
"You're here to buy?" he asked, his voice a little hoarse.
“Hmm,” Zhou Ping nodded calmly.
"Who is it for? Is it in a hurry?" the man asked succinctly. "What kind do you need? What size?"
"...the widow."
Hearing him say that, the man was taken aback, then nodded, "Then come over here."
"Hello, I also need a coffin." An Qingyu walked over, and the black coffin he was carrying on his back was particularly eye-catching, making the man take a few more glances.
However, men are usually sparing with words, focusing only on business and rarely asking about other matters. Seeing that An Qingyu also wanted some, he asked, "For whom?"
“A girl who has passed away.” An Qingyu gave a shy smile. “Please give us the best fabric… I don’t want to neglect her or make her unhappy.”
After saying that, he glanced at Zhou Ping, who was standing quietly to the side, and said, "He is too."
The man nodded after hearing what he said and walked into the store.
The shop was pitch black, with yellow and white paper money, lifelike paper figures, candles... all neatly arranged, creating an eerie atmosphere in the darkness.
"You've come at just the right time," he said, reaching out to switch on the light. The incandescent bulb illuminated the room in a stark white light, making it look even more eerie.
Several coffins were displayed in the shop. He explained, "These were ordered by other customers who said they would come to pick them up this afternoon."
"If you want to order, it will take about half a month for me to finish making it, and that's already considered fast."
"You're in luck; the store just received a new batch of goods."
After he finished speaking, he walked forward, pulled on the door, and said, "The new lumber is in the backyard. Would you like to come and take a look?"
Zhou Ping nodded after hearing this and followed him inside, with An Qingyu and Jiang Er close behind.
Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan exchanged a glance. "Shall we go too?"
Lin Qiye took a step forward and said half-jokingly, "Since Brother Zhou Ping has gone in, let's take a look too. Maybe we can order one for ourselves while it's still hot."
Upon hearing this, Jialan's eyes lit up. "Could we order one for two people?"
Lin Qiye was taken aback, thought for a moment, and then answered seriously, "Of course, it's a ten-year-old establishment."
Garan nodded in satisfaction. "Then I'll take a bite."
She opened the door and stepped into the backyard.
Lin Qiye: ?
"Why?" Lin Qiye muttered to himself before quickly following him inside.
Before Lin Qiye went in, Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan clearly heard him say, "Is it because a double room is more spacious?"
Cao Yuan nodded seriously, "Qi Ye is right."
Baili Pangpang: ...
Let you think what you want. Poor Jialan, even when she wants to sleep in a coffin, she's thinking about Brother Qiye. But Brother Qiye thinks it's because the double coffin has enough space!
After discussing the specific requirements with Zhou Ping, the man glanced at the chestnut-haired youth who was being held in Zhou Ping's arms.
He's been in this line of work for many years, and he can tell at a glance what size coffin is for what kind of person.
It feels like... this young man in black wanted the size of the person in his arms to lie down.
The person is still breathing, isn't he?
Is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?
However, being a professional, the man didn't ask any unnecessary questions.
"Hmm... pay the deposit first." The man took out a payment code and handed it to Zhou Ping. "It'll be 48,000 for both of you."
Zhou Ping nodded and glanced over.
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