Don't Cross the Wangchuan River
by He Mu
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Qin Sen leaned down and hugged the female body wrapped in a black plastic bag tightly with both hands, letting the cold and biting feeling spread on his skin. It was very cold inside the mortuary. The bald old man on duty stamped his feet impatiently to keep warm and shouted irritably: "Hey! It's time to close the door!" Xu Chuan behind him coughed dryly and said: "Mr. Qin..." Qin Sen slowly put down the body and watched the gelatin zipper fly past quickly, burying the cold and pale face in the darkness. The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, then he turned around and pushed open the door of the mortuary, and walked out without looking back. Xu Chuan shrugged and followed quickly without saying a word. The sun was blocked behind thick clouds, and the sky looked gray, filled with early winter fog.
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