He stood a man hitting the umbrella of the funeral.
October 31, the weather was not very good. Just under the afternoon rain, gradually gathered from the people here.
I used to not accustomed to seeing.
People come dressed in black, holding just close the umbrella. The floor was wet in front of a piece, to people's faces but no tears.
A group of people holding a box came, I went to greet him.
I am the funeral parlor receptionist, while regarded as a trainee. Although there are not many qualifications, it is also considered've seen a lot of funerals.
Into this group of people, it should be the deceased's family. Their hands holding the box I'm familiar with, it was filled with cremated remains.
Take them to go inside, there is a more formal funeral division took over the process. I retreated to the side, watching the families look.
They and I kept the same silence.
"That box is empty."
A voice behind him rather abruptly. I subconsciously turned to look at, but almost hit the edge of the umbrella, after quickly step back.
Sorry sounded faint from under the umbrella. The man received a closed umbrella back, looked up at me.
Exposed is a young faces. In front of the girls and all are dressed in black, but some casual look. Heavy black umbrella to shield her head, adding a bit depressed.
I frowned: "Miss, do not have an umbrella indoors."
"it's OK."
She replied softly.
Most bizarre behavior at the funeral of the deceased about, I did more tubes. Girl looked toward the center of the crowd, look to the black casket.
"You just said that the box was empty?"
I think of her first words. Although this situation is rare, but is not never been, I was not particularly curious, casually asked.
She nodded, eyes cover in the shadow of an umbrella, watching the people's direction.
"Because they did not find her body."
"did not find?"
"Yes, after she left a suicide note he left. No one knows where she died."
I nodded woodenly, long while suddenly felt wrong. "Why are confirmed dead?"
"Because nobody thought she was still alive." She looked at me puzzled expression, smiled and added, "family members thought she was dead, and no one objected. No one go to look for the corpse, the funeral went rapid."
"No one wants her alive."
I silenced.
I have not had time to ponder the meaning of these words, the funeral has already begun. Heard many times heard sounded again, surrounded by a silence.
Until she suddenly slapped hands.
Snapped. Quiet off the pin could be heard to the atmosphere, abruptly sounded anachronistic sound. I immediately looked away, a little angrily stare at her, only to see her mouth and smile look.
I am a little angry at her disrespect, I did not notice this strange quiet surroundings. No sobs, no sigh, only the solidification of silence. Everyone nothing said, just for the sound of no response. People face lightly, her eyes did not focus on this like a funeral.
They never reported this to the attention of the funeral.
The girl did not have any of the action. She stood there quietly, intently watching the conduct of the funeral, watching the casket being pampered go, the last to hear people saying this box.
"You do not do?"
She shook her head. Followed shook a black umbrella, shading her eyes still covered.
"She does not really want to hear people say that. Because no one is sincere, she knew, knew before I die."
Indeed, I silently thought. Even the families of speech, but also did not get proper grief. On the whole funeral, as if only the protagonist does not belong to this scene - the main character does not belong here.
People have to go to hell, more like being isolated in the world at the funeral. Dead person must be a person not to be seen, and I thought to myself.
"I should be going."
People around him suddenly lay down their umbrellas, looked down. I turned my head to look at her carefully folded umbrella.
At the funeral left the meeting halfway is not uncommon, but the door to go out umbrella umbrella it really is not very common. The strange thing is, the whole also seems to be no one else here feel abnormal, and even explore eyes did not cast once.
"End not attend the funeral?"
"Ah, I am enough."
She adjusted her clothes, looked up at me. Thank you, she said. Then he turned and walked to the door.
I stared at her back, suddenly some trance.
Why did she know so much, why she wanted to know how the deceased?
Suddenly I thought about this, she has disappeared, and it gets to the TV drama black umbrella without a trace. I went to the door, did not see a figure.
The last farewell phrase come thanked means unknown, but I felt vaguely understand which emotions. There is not much else mood, just with a little helpless and no longer important to become clear.
I suddenly remembered that you saw her covered eye shadow. In the middle of the funeral, the relative position of the urn on the white under the eyes in the picture.
In the middle of the funeral, the crowd of speech gap. She set her lips, smiled and said to me.
She would go to a lot of places, seen a lot of people, give us blessing. She'll see a lot of happy things, she did not have the opportunity to witness a lot of experience of the story, she has been by his side at all.
Even if no one will remember her, no one remembered that she had said this.