C4 What Does the Golden Coffin Portend in Dreams?

The old man's right wrist bore the same triangular mark as mine, except that the three circles were slightly different in size, and the direction of the triangle was also different from mine.

"This is …" I was confused.

"Old bastard, he has the same birthmark as you! Don't tell me you're his biological son? " Liu Yunlong came closer to take a look, and immediately thought of the same imprint on my wrist, as he mocked.

"Ha ha!" Just as I was about to scold him, the old man laughed and said to Liu Yunlong, "Kid, do you have a birthmark? Do you have a birthmark like your father's? Besides, I'm old enough to be your grandfather. "

Liu Yunlong was obviously stumped by this question, but he muttered to himself, unconvinced: "Maybe it's the inheritance of another generation!"

After the old man finished laughing, he turned to me and said, "As for the birthmark? What is it? It's useless for you to know now, but you'll slowly discover it yourself in the future. In short, don't be afraid of Gold Coffin. What is in your life, you can't even hide if you wanted to. Well, you go on, we'll see each other again. I still need to make up for tomorrow's cremation. If you're interested, you can come and take a look, but you have to be respectful. "

Bewildered, we walked out of the mortuary yard to the hospital gate.

"You want me to come out with you in the middle of the night?" Liu Yunlong clearly felt that he had been messed with.

"But that's strange enough. You and that old man have the same birthmark, are you sure you two aren't related at all?" This guy continued to analyze for me.

"I don't know if it's related to that or not, but one thing should be certain. Anyone with these three birthmarks on their right wrist will dream about the coffin!" I think the old man showed me his birthmark, which was obviously what he meant.

"What does that mean? This means that the two of you will have the same fate? " Liu Yunlong said in deep thought as he held his chin.

"F * ck, f * ck off!" The same fate? You want me to go to the morgue with him in the future? What I was worried about was pointed out. He was a little flustered.

"In short, you all are not normal people, what is abnormal? "Now it seems that most of them are at the spiritual level." Liu Yunlong made his closing statement.

"I'm afraid it won't be that simple. After the exam is over, I have to go and check it out. I really don't want to get involved with demons, devils, ghosts and gods." I didn't take his words as a sarcasm. I know very well if I'm mentally ill.

"What do you think? You'll have to see if they're willing to or not. Besides, aren't these 20 days for self-study? Don't you know how to check? In any case, with your results in the next few days, you might not even pass the Chinese Literature test! " If this guy doesn't bicker with me every day, he won't be able to sleep well.

I was too preoccupied with my thoughts to bother with him. When I looked at my watch, it was almost half past ten. We quickly disbanded and went back to our own homes.

Although the reason why I went to look for the old man today was to resolve the doubts in my heart, who knew that the old man would answer my old question and then throw me two new questions. Why do we have the same birthmark? What did the Gold Coffin in his dream portend?

After the college entrance examination, I completely forgot about this matter. I spent my days with a bunch of friends and classmates. I either went to play games in the Internet Cafe or went to swim and eat at the night market.

The college entrance examination scores that we didn't want to see the most finally came down in early August, and I unquestionably fell off the list.

At this time, I discovered that my father had a serious illness. He didn't have any medical insurance, so in order to pay a high medical fee, I chose to go to a computer training course and learn some design software.

As for Liu Yunlong, his score is almost 100 points higher than mine, but what's the use? I'm 150 points off the main line.

Just a week after I started my computer class, Liu Yunlong told me that his father used their relationship to send him to a troop in Shaanxi to train.

We were in elementary school together, and it's a bit of a shame to be separated now, but for us, the first eighteen years of our lives have passed. In the decades to come, we will no longer be living for ourselves, but will have to shoulder the responsibility of living. Any obstacle that will hinder our future life will have to be removed.

People always have to earn money to eat, and the path they should take always had to be taken. Just like time, it would never come back.

After sending Liu Yunlong off, my design class was nearing its end.

In order to make it easier for me to find a job, Mom found someone to help me make a fake diploma from the university in this city. The day she gave it to me, I saw that she was embarrassed. His father laid on the bed with a helpless look on his face.

Actually, I don't really care. What's so bad about coming out early to earn money? As long as I work hard, I can always make my own world.

Not long after, I found my first job, working in a shop specializing in digital products, designing promotional items. Eight hundred a month, working hours from eight in the morning to seven in the evening, eleven hours, no rest except for 45 minutes lunch.

Fortunately, I was close to home, the leader is also very good to me, know I am a "fresh graduate student", especially told me not to hurry, work needs a certain time to get started, gave me a sufficient period of adjustment.

I loved to paint when I was a kid, and although I couldn't draw any decent work, it was helpful in designing posters, whether in color or composition.

I worked very hard, and my salary rose to 1200 yuan a month after a year. During this period, I occasionally wrote a letter with Liu Yunlong. He had charged himself in the army, and with his perseverance, he had actually managed to get into some sort of investigation major at the Army Command Academy.

In the blink of an eye, two years had passed. During this year, my father became more and more ill, and he was unable to wait for his son to get married before leaving. On the day of the funeral, which was also the first time I went to the Municipal Hospital's mortuary since that night of conversation, the gatekeeper had already changed to a middle-aged man in his fifties. I asked him for the whereabouts of the weird old man, and he said that he didn't know either.

In the past two years, I still did not dream much, and did not dream of that Gold Coffin ever again. I think it was a joke, a little episode in my life.

After my father died, I was always in low spirits. Fortunately, not long after, the company organized a business expansion training in Taihang Mountain.

I didn't want to go, but my mother said let's go. We should have a good time and change our mood. After all, the person has already left, but we still have to continue living our lives. You can't get upset every day.

The expansion camp that we are working with is deep in the Taihang Mountain, and we heard from their people that this place is good, a beautiful place with a beautiful scenery.

It was only after the comparison that they realized that they were too weak and couldn't squeeze into the few major bases outside. Thus, they had no choice but to come to this remote mountain valley. And since they were cheap and could save money on the company, why not?

On the day of our departure, the bus drove for nearly seven hours on a mountain road, knocking us all over until we reached our destination — a small village called Slate, which consisted of only about fifty families.

The village was situated in a col held between three mountain peaks. It was surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, and a small river flowed through the entrance of the village. It was truly a beautiful scene to behold.

The first day, free exercise. We get up at six in the morning to take a ride, two hours of high speed and seven hours of mountain road, by the time it will be dark, a train of people have long since stopped, who can move ah.

After dinner, they went back to their dorms to lie down. Before the disbanding, the captain said that a few days ago a person had died in the village and that the village was working on something. He told us not to look in the past if we had nothing to do at night and that local customs did not like outsiders seeing this.

No one would abandon him. Who would have the leisure to look at that matter?

Since I slept too early, I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I had to open my eyes and sit up. It doesn't matter if you get up and look around. Our house is a large shared bed for ten people. There's no one on the other bunks except for me. Looking into the innermost corner of the room, he saw that there was a huge coffin on the ground.

I was startled and was about to shout out loud, but then I realised, this could not be the Gold Coffin the old man was talking about?