天堂邮箱

市红十字协会大院的一角，立着一个信箱。
淡粉色的箱体上印着一行红字：天堂邮箱。

这是红十字协会为了凭吊捐献遗体者而设立的，经常有捐献者的亲友往里面投信，寄托哀思。
顾桐是大院的保安，这个邮箱自然也归他管理。
于是，顾桐多了一个嗜好——拆信。

逝者亲友写给离世者的信千奇百怪，其中不乏个人隐私。
看过之后，顾桐就把这些信件付之一炬。
反正是写给死人的信，根本不会有人追查。

这天晚上，顾桐正在值班室里打盹儿，突然听见院子里有动静。
为了保险起见，顾桐决定去院里巡视一圈。

顾桐路过“天堂邮箱”，瞥见邮箱旁围着一群穿灰衣服的人。
大门早就锁了，他们怎么进来的？顾桐大声呵斥着走了过去，那群人不为所动，依旧围着邮箱一语不发。

走到近前用手电一照，顾桐觉得不对劲儿了。
这些人穿的根本不是什么灰衣服，更确切地说，他们一丝不挂，连皮都没有！那灰色的分明是裸露的干瘪肌肉，散着浓浓的福尔马林气味。
离顾桐最近的一个“标本”转过身，一双浑浊的眼睛半睁着，残缺不全的舌头僵硬地蠕动着：“我们的……信呢……”

捐了遗体的死人来要信了？这个念头让顾桐手脚冰凉，下意识地说：“没……没了……都没了，全烧了！”

那群“标本”一阵骚动，顾桐紧张地盯着他们，生怕群鬼索命。
不过，“标本”们似乎并没有为难他的意思，只是遗憾地唏嘘了一番，摇摇晃晃地准备离去。

“幸亏看完就烧了……”顾桐松了一口气，小声嘀咕着。
一抬头，却看见一张僵硬的脸近在咫尺。

“小伙子，你跟我们走吧。
你看过我们的信，那就讲给我们听吧！”

Introduce:The one horn of courtyard of association of city Red Cross, establishing a mailbox.
Imprinting on the casing of weak pink a rubric: Heaven mailbox.
This is Red Cross association to visit alms remains person and establish, the relatives and friends that often has subscriber is gone to inside send a letter, place grief.
Gu Tong is the security personnel of courtyard, this mailbox nature also puts in him 's charge to manage.
Then, gu Tong became much —— of a hobby tears open a letter.
The letter that relatives and friends of the person that die writes the person that die all kinds of strange things, there is no lack of among them individual privacy.
After looking, gu Tong these correspondence commit to the flames.
Write the the dead's letter just about instead, meet far from somebody is found out.
This day night, gu Tong is in the duty room snooze, hear suddenly to there is activity in the courtyard.
For insurance for the purpose of, the decision that consider tung goes in the courtyard perambulatory circuit.
Gu Tong is transient " heaven mailbox " , catch a glimpse of the round a flock of dresses that wear ash person other mailbox.
The gate was locked up early, how they come in? Gu Tong is being berated aloud went by, that group of people rise superior to, as before round mailbox one language is not sent.
Before going close, with the hand report is illuminated, gu Tong feels not be to one's liking.
What these people wear is what grey dress far from, say exactly, they are stark-naked, gross is done not have! Of that gray is bare shrivelled muscle clearly, coming loose thick formalin odour.
A the closest from Gu Tong " the specimen " face about, a pair of cloudy eyes are being opened partly, misshapen not complete tongue is wriggling stiff: "Is our …… believed …… " will the dead that contributed remains want a letter? This thought makes the hands or feet that consider tung icy, say subliminally: "Did not have …… to did not have …… , burned completely! " that group " the specimen " a disturbance, gu Tong is staring at them nervously, for fear that group life of ghost all alone.
Nevertheless, "The specimen " people appear and did not embarrass his meaning, just sobbed regretfully one time, groggy preparation leaves.
"Looked to burn …… fortunately " Gutong loosened at a heat, talking in whispers in a low voice.
Look up, see a piece of frozen face is in nearly however very close.
"Boy, you go with us.
You had read our letter, that tells us to listen! That tells us to listen!! 12758