There were yin and yang in the world. Some people do business for living people, and some people do business for dead people.

What I do is business for dead people, but not coffins or shrouds.

It's something much eerier that you've never heard before ...

My name is Lin Xuan, from Qilu, Ande, the place where there is a lot of grilled chicken.

When I was in high school, I beat up the mayor's son in the school and was dissuaded by the school administration to leave.

Without education, I couldn't found a job. I followed my dad and farm at home in the countryside for two years; just after harvesting wheat that year, my dad became ill unexpectedly. The ambulance pulled him to the hospital for a check and the doctors said it was diabetes.

During this hospitalization, our not so wealthy family spent most of our saving. The doctor said that my father could not do heavy work in the future, and he had to inject insulin two or three times a day.

The cheapest domestic insulin costs six hundred yuan a month.

My mom said to me: "Son, I will do the farm work at home, you go to work in the city."

I had grown up and should stop living off my parents, and so I left for the city. When I thought about part-time work, the first thing I remembered was my cousin.

My cousin, Zhang Long, was the only son of my uncle who had passed away. He was ten years older than me.

In our village, my cousin's reputation was excellent. After his father passed away, he went to work in the city. He returned to the village three years ago to visit relatives. He wore a grey suit and bright leather shoes. The villager's eyes were filled with envy, and they all said that the cousin was raised well.

Mom called my cousin and asked if I could go to work for him.

The cousin happily agreed: "He is my cousin, just come!"

And so, I sat on the 26th bus, bumped for an hour and a half, and came to the urban area from the village.

This was the first time I came to the downtown of Ande, I stared at the large and high-rise building with more than 30 floors, stunned.

I was thinking in my head at that time: how can houses be built so high? I won't live that high up even if I could, I have acrophobia and will be scared definitely.

When my cousin came to pick me up, he was in his new Mercedes. I looked at the mud on the soles of my shoes and dared not to go in.

My cousin patted me with his hand, which wore a big gold ring: "Cousin, what are you doing, get in the car!"

Entering the big Mercedes-Benz, I didn't know where to put my feet, and I didn't dare to lean back, I was afraid I'll dirty the car.

I secretly observed that my cousin was driving. The flower-patterned shirt he wore was lovely, and there was a four-leaf clover (Chinese copycat of Adidas) on the cuff. I heard from a classmate when I was in school that the brand was pretty expensive, almost two thousand yuan for each shirt.

I was jealous to death, my entire attire wasn't even a hundred. When can I wear something expensive like that?

On the way, I entreated my cousin: "Cousin, what am I going to do with you in the future?"

"Today is your welcome day, no business discussions today!"

My cousin took me to a big hotel. The decoration within was grand and beautiful, like palaces in those TV series.

Just the two of us, we were served seven dishes and one soup, with a box of beer. I looked at the chickens, ducks, and fish meat on the table, afraid to pick up my chopstick.

"Cousin, you are hungry, right? Eat!"

When I woke up, I was lying on a soft bed, which was much more comfortable than my family's stone oven that I used to sleep on. I was awakened by my urination and remembered faintly that my cousin kept pouring my wine during the feast. It was my first time drinking, and I fainted after just a few shots, and then I couldn't remember anything after.

I got up and found the toilet in the dark, hurriedly to pee, shook it twice, put the stick back into my pants, and was ready to go back to sleep.

Walking up to the bedroom, I was ready to open the door, and then I heard a sound in the neighbouring room. I leaned on the wall and listened carefully: it was a woman's soft moan.

The sound was similar to the ones I saw in "videos," but it was more charming and attractive.

My cousin's girlfriend? But my mom never told me cousin had a girlfriend.

A kid from a small village like me, someone who hasn't even held a girl's hand before, after just listening to a few moan, my cheeks and ears immediately turned red and hot, so was my "stick."

After listening for a little longer, I couldn't stand it and had to go back to my room. What I wasn't expecting was how garbage the "soundproof" walls were, as the soft and seductive moaning were still very clear.

Finally, after who knows how long, the moaning stopped. I was ready to go to the restroom and wash my face to clear my head, and when I opened the door, I just saw a pair of smooth and long legs.

I swallowed subconsciously and looked away. I swear, standing in front of me, is the best woman I have ever seen in my life.

My cousin's girlfriend, only wore a lace pantie, as she tries to cover her chest with her arms, although it ends up just making the cleavage more charming.