Live Until Saturday

People in Wucheng only live one day in their life, and Zhou Mo lives on Saturday. He was an embalmer, shaving and dressing the dead, and he had been doing this for five years. He had a problem that he had never mentioned to anyone - he could hear the last words of a dead person before he died. The price is that every time he listens to a sentence, he forgets one of his own. That Saturday night, the yellow leather ledger at the funeral home turned to the last page, and it read: Next person, Saturday. And there is something earlier hidden on the back of that page - ten years ago, someone wrote the word "Zhou Mo" with his own handwriting. He doesn't remember writing it, or what happened when he was nineteen. The ledger cannot remember "Saturday's child", it only recognizes the mark embroidered on the lining of his clothes by his mother. A page of one day's accounts turned to him. This time, he didn't hide.