Loneliness
After I Bought Silent Earplugs, the Entire Upstairs Family Died
I bought a pair of Silent Earplugs, and the Seller promised absolute silence.
Solving the problem at its root.
After I put on the Silent Earplugs, the upstairs became quiet.
Three days later, the police came to my door. He said the person upstairs had been dead for three days.
But on the night I handed the Silent Earplugs to the police,
I heard the sound of a chair being dragged upstairs again.
The Grave We Share
On the third day after being diagnosed with Stomach Cancer, I chose a grave for myself.
They say the feng shui is especially good.
It’s supposed to bless me so that in my next life, I won’t be the real daughter everyone despises.
No one will steal my parents, my brother, or everything else from me.
No longer… unloved.
I burned my photos and clothes, erased every trace of my existence.
Then I slit my wrists, lay down in the bathtub, and waited peacefully for death.
But then the Cemetery Center suddenly called me:
“Miss Lu, we’re terribly sorry.”
“Two Agents accidentally sold the same plot.”
“This grave was also sold to another gentleman.”
“Would you… mind moving your grave?”
