I'm not unlucky at all

In August, Jiangcheng caught up with the end of bitter summer, and the continuous rain in June and July drained the last bit of moisture in the city ahead of time, and the temperature did not drop even in the evening, making it so stuffy that people could not breathe.Jiangning Street is a famous long street in Jiangcheng, but the urban construction on both sides of the long street is quite messy, the left side is still a noisy night scene with red lights, feasting and greenery, and the right side seems to be a slum back in the 80s. The aisles are full of sundries that don't look like they used to.

Song Xing was standing at the intersection on the right side of Changning Street, crunching and eating a lollipop as ferociously as if he was biting the flesh of an enemy in his mouth.

With a sigh of relief, he said, "Has the smell of wine subsided?"

The voice of system 030 is still dizzy: "I can feel that my code seems to be soaked in the inferior wine blended with alcohol. The sweetness of a lollipop can't satisfy me. I need at least one pack!"

Song Xing touched his trouser pocket, only a few crumpled banknotes remained.

After picking and picking for a while, Song Xing slowly licked the plastic stick in his mouth: "Let me give you a taste, it's gone."

System 030 knew that Song Xing was poor, but he never thought that Song Xing was so poor that he couldn't even afford a bag of lollipops.

Not long after, 030 found that not only the smell of the bad wine hadn't subsided, but he couldn't even taste the sweetness of the lollipop, so he broke down and said, "What kind of fake wine did you drink just now, I hate this taste .”

Song Xing touched the empty green bottle beside him and swallowed: "Red Star Erguotou is sold at the newsstand next door for [-] yuan, which is [-] cents cheaper than in the supermarket. If you don't like it, I'll buy two yuan next time." That's fine."

After a pause, Song Xing added: "After earning money."

030: "..." You are the cutest class I have ever led.

In fact, it’s not to blame for Song Xing’s scum, it’s because the status that the system has drawn up for him in this world is too poor—so poor that he only has a dozen or so yuan in cash and an old mobile phone, and he will starve to death in less than three days. street.

But Song Xing is a person who has gone through a lot of wind and waves.

Taking his past experience as an example, when his mother was pregnant with him, she gave birth to an extra child. In order to pay less for the extra child, his mother secretly gave birth at home without telling the villagers.Not to mention the money, Song Xing was almost suffocated before he came out of his mother's womb, but luckily he didn't suffer from suffocation.

When Song Xing was older, his parents divorced, and he was sent by his father to his grandmother's house to take care of him.His grandma brought not only him, but also several cousins.He is very picky, Jiantian only takes an egg, mixes some water and some salt, and boils it for the brothers to share.The boys had a big appetite and were greedy, so they discussed going to the kitchen to steal. Song Xing was a good boy at the time and didn't get involved, but he was unlucky. Song Xing found half a hard-boiled egg under the bed that someone took a bite of and threw away.His grandma was so angry that she turned around and picked up the broom. She didn't listen to any explanation, and just beat Song Xing up.

At that time, Song Xing's head exploded and he almost went into shock, and he stayed in the hospital for a whole week.

When she grows up and goes to school, the Song family can't do anything but looks good, and the soft girl who has just opened her heart asks Song Xing to help deliver a love letter to her cousin in the same grade.But before leaving the door of the classroom, Song Xing was caught by the dean as a model. The soft girl's love letter was very tactful, and she didn't directly name Song Xing's cousin. Song Xing was still a man at the time, and the dean failed to coerce and lure her. Who was the soft girl who asked him to recruit to the love letter, and she unilaterally took the responsibility for his cousin.In the end, the dean got pissed off, and directly criticized and warned the whole school, plus wrote ten thousand words of self-criticism and posted it on the bulletin board.

This also caused Song Xing to be afraid of the beautiful lady in the next few years, for fear that someone would ask him to help deliver the love letter.

In the blink of an eye, it was the college entrance examination, Song Xing did well in his studies, and his usual grades were good, but he was unlucky, possessed by a moldy spirit, and the bicycle he had been riding for seven years lost its chain at a critical moment. can't be found.Later, when he was half an hour late for the first Chinese exam, he couldn't even enter the exam room, and was beaten up by Song's father when he got home.

When Song Xing was alive, he was much more unlucky than ordinary people. He belonged to the physique of minor bad luck, and big bad luck would come to greet him every few years.

As early as the year he was born, the blind fortune teller in his neighbor's house unceremoniously threatened that Song Xing was the unlucky reincarnation of the broom star, that his life was not going well, and he was determined not to live past eighteen.However, although Song Xing said that he failed the college entrance examination that year, his fate was not as predicted by the blind fortune-teller, and even after finishing college in the next four years, he was still considered stable.

But just when Song Xing thought his luck was over, the God of Misfortune blew him a kiss of his own.

If you don't pay attention, your life is gone.

"So you have to thank this system." System 030 said earnestly, "Without me, how can you still have the sweetness of lollipops?"

Song Xing wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Thank you."

030 was unhappy: "You are too perfunctory."

Song Xing stared at the red light in front of the road turning green, rubbed his sweaty palms on his greasy vest, and said casually, "Then I thank your whole family?"

030:"……"

030 who was beaten was very unhappy.

When Song Xing finished throwing the wine bottle and crossed the road, it deliberately said loudly in the other person's mind: "Your mouth really smells, haven't you brushed your teeth for a few days?"

Song Xing didn't want to talk to it and go crazy.

After crossing the road safely, Song Xing ignored 030's still humming voice and said, "System, repeat the task again."

030 stopped talking.

Song Xing patiently said slowly: "I don't mind if you want to change the host. This body can last up to three days without eating or drinking. We will break up after three days."

030 became anxious, "No."

Song Xing said, "Then repeat the task again."

It was the first time 030 saw such a host who didn't play cards according to the routine, and he was aggrieved for a while, and he succumbed to Song Xinghan's fearless spirit, "Okay, okay, the system says it is."

"Well, I'm listening."

So 030 said sharply: "The mission of the host is to help the child of destiny in the mission world feel warmth and love within an unlimited time. When the loneliness value of the child of destiny drops to 0, the mission is judged to be successful. During the mission, If Destiny's Child's loneliness value is greater than 99, the mission will fail; if there is an accident during the host mission, the mission will also fail."

It is not difficult for Song Xing, the son of destiny, to be understood by the system, but what makes Song Xing puzzled is, "Shouldn't the son of destiny be the one favored by fate? Can the other party lack love?"

030 couldn't say enough: "You don't understand, Destiny's Child is also very difficult to mess with now."

Song Xing was silent for a while, and said, "Who is the child of destiny in this world?"

030 deserved a beating, "Guess."

So Song Xing didn't bother to continue asking.

Anyway, if he doesn't ask, the system will take the initiative to tell him when the task target appears.

Before that, it's better not to let the system use this energy all the time.

In fact, being bound by the system to travel to a new world with the soul is neither good nor bad for Song Xing.Zuo Zuo is just better dead than alive, since the system promises that he can be resurrected in the original world as long as he completes the task, so it doesn't matter if he tries it.

This is Song Xing's first mission world, and the body selected for him by the system is obviously very unsatisfactory.

The original owner of this body was named Lu Yuan, a poor boy who dropped out of school in the countryside and went to work in the city. He just turned sixteen this year. In his hometown, there were a pair of elderly parents and a big brother who was idle and idle.

The parents of the Lu family favored the eldest, and Lu Yuan was bullied by his brother since he was a child. Later, he was really afraid of being bullied, so he gritted his teeth and went to the city alone.

However, life in the city is no better than life in the country. Lu Yuan suffered from beatings and sufferings since he was a child, and his foundation was ruined. After working on the construction site for half a year, he was exhausted and sick, not to mention that the wages on the construction site were still delayed.

Seeing that there is no money to pay the rent when the rent is due, and there is no money to treat the illness, the child can't hold on no matter how strong he is. He doesn't want to go back to his home in the country, so he spends money on a bottle of sleeping pills from a less than formal clinic. Drink it, and everything will be over.

The original body was unlucky and miserable when he was alive, and it was even worse for the system and Song Xing after his death.

The red light behind him turned on, and Song Xing stood on the side of the road and looked ahead.

In front of him is the most bustling and noisy section of Jiangning Street. Turn right at another intersection. There is a strong light and dark contrast between the resplendent mansion and the tube building on the dark side, like two different worlds that have confused time and space.

As cars passed by on the road, Song Xing saw a strong man with a big arm and a thick waist pressing down on a young man with a thin waist and a curvy buttocks under the telegraph pole. Calling non-stop.

Seeing Song Xing passing by, the young man gave him a wink.

Song Xing stood under the street lamp, squinted his eyes uncomfortably, turned his eyes away and walked to the other side.

030 also saw that scene, and asked casually, "Do you discriminate against homosexuals?"

Song Xing kept walking: "Showing off in the street is a hindrance."

030 sneered: "...do you think that a floral vest and big pants are better than others?"

Song Xing said: "We will break up in three days."

030 shut up.

Song Xing was walking on the street relying on the original body's memory, and when a glamorous little girl saw him, she walked around the road and avoided, with a vigilant expression.

Song Xing thought about it, and then turned to the night market.

There are rows of small shops on both sides of the night market. All kinds of food stalls are crowded into a long queue at the entrance of the shops. The hawkers are shouting with the accent of Jiangcheng area, noisy and clamorous.Walking further inside, cheap daily necessities and clothes are piled up on a piece of broken plastic sheet for sale, and a group of aunts and aunts in cool clothes are cursing and picking clothes, haggling with the stall owner and finding faults with the clothes they chose .

Song Xing struggled to get to the front of the booth, quickly grabbed a white T-shirt and a pair of cropped jeans.

The stall owner said, "Ten yuan a piece."

Song Xing pulled the shorts in his hand, pointed to a hole in the trouser leg: "Your clothes were eaten by mice."

The stall owner looked like a country boy who didn't know much: "Young people don't know fashion, it's called ripped clothes."

Song Xing twitched her lips: "Then I won't buy it."

The stall owner cheered and asked him, "Then how much do you want?"

Song Xing took out a crumpled piece of money from his trouser pocket, "Two for ten yuan, I'll take it."

"All right, all right, give me the money."

The stall owner looked like he had lost a lot, and then snatched the money from Song Xing.

But 030 was not crazy: "You spend ten yuan on clothes for yourself, but you won't buy me a pack of lollipops!"

Song Xing didn't have the heart to comfort him, and went straight to the outside of the night market.

030 finally woke up from the candied dates of the previous lollipop.

He yelled in Song Xing's mind: "Song Xing! Tell me honestly why you bought that bottle of inferior wine before!"

Song Xing found a simple bathhouse and paid another five yuan to take a bath.

After washing her sticky body and putting on clean clothes, Song Xing slowly communicated with the system that had passed away, "I came to the new world, let's drink a bottle of wine to celebrate, is there any problem?"

030 Breathing stagnation, "..."

Seeing that the system didn't speak, Song Xing frowned in puzzlement: "I also bought you a lollipop, what are you so angry about?"