The house is money, the story is life

That day, the red-haired Sen Luo left Weiqiu's agency with a sad face.

"I don't even believe in those bloody papers anymore!" He was so sad that he couldn't even distinguish his tongue, and blew his nose violently with a tissue, "Take up my time! Lie my money! I'm sorry I've watched "Life and Death" so many times... I might as well memorize lottery numbers if I have the time!"

"It might be too late for you to go back and memorize it now." Zhou Tang touched his forehead and sincerely advised him, "In case you are reborn again, you should be prepared."

"Harmful?" Sen Luo widened his eyes and blew his nose vigorously.Zhou Tang was embarrassed by his question for a while, and for some reason, he had the illusion that he was giving birth, and it was the kind that gave birth to a lot of babies, which was particularly disgusting.After a while, Fang recovered his voice and explained: "After all, no one has come into contact with this kind of thing, and there is no guarantee that it will be successful once, so... I think it's better for you to be mentally prepared first."

"Ah... that's right." Sen Luo pondered for a moment, then nodded as if he had gained something, "It's good to be born again, then I don't have to take the exam, and I can report it... that's great."

I really think it’s good, so don’t just stand here, hurry up and find a corner of the table——Zhou Tang complained in his heart, while sending the crying Sen Luo out of Weiqiu’s agency, and when he was done, he looked back, Xia Shi was still sitting well behind the desk, staring at the small book used for recording and hair, as if this could make this thing a flower.

Zhou Tang looked at him seriously: "What are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? It's still the same way, sleep for a night first, and then go to the place he said tomorrow to have a look."

Xia Shi said, his eyes still kept on the book.He is not very familiar with modern simplified Chinese, and his writing is not very good-looking. The words are curled up, and he roughly remembers the places he has been to and the things he has touched since he was reborn three times.He made some simple arrangements, and even came out with a route, planning to take a good look at it with Sen Luo tomorrow.

It's also interesting to say... He tapped the paper with a pen thoughtfully, and raised his chin with one hand.Sen Luo was reborn three times and died twice, and the way of death each time was different.

The first time was hit by a battery car while walking on the road, knocked my head on the curb, hung up, and was reborn; the second time was even more speechless, when I was touched while eating, and I was frightened and choked to death of.

"Even the time is different... According to his memory, the second death was a few days earlier than the first." He raised his eyes to look at Zhou Tang, "What do you think?"

"The way of death is so weird, it reminds me of "The God of Death is Coming." Zhou Tang thought for a while and said, "Although this comparison is not exact, but there is such a sense of déjà vu."

"A sense of 'the time has come, you have to die anyway'?" Xia Shi confirmed with him, and heaved a sigh of relief after seeing Zhou Tang nodding his head.

"I also have this feeling, but the sample size is too small, so it's hard to say." Xia Shi said, "If this is the case, then another question arises—what determines the time of Sen Luo's death? Why did he have to Died at that time? I think we have to figure out this 'death' before we can figure out his 'life'."

Frankly speaking, he really found this very interesting-although the person involved was indeed annoying.He knew that some nightcrawlers had the ability to turn back time in a short distance, and he was lucky enough to see one or two, one of which was nearly ten years old; In the long years of my life, it was also the first one, and it was rare to see it once.

"It's rare to see you, it's rare to see you, don't get too entangled with this." Zhou Tang told him, "Tomorrow, I will go to the field to investigate the situation first, and you should take a good rest now... Well, it's getting late, you are now Do you want to eat? Or sleep first?"

"Never mind, I want to read..." Xia Shi remembered his purpose for going downstairs, and showed a suddenly realized expression, "I will forget this if you don't mention it. The book "Reborn Queen: The Secret Service Concubine" on the shelf 》, you put it too high, you can’t reach it, go up and help me get it.”

Zhou Tang: "..."

"Buy another copy of "The Good-for-nothing Concubine". And remember to recharge for me." Xia Shi added earnestly, "The author has published a new book, and I want to call her."

Zhou Tang: "...What?"

"Call." Xia Shi repeated it clearly, put away his notebook, and walked away confidently.Zhou Tang was left alone in place, and gradually became chaotic.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but he always feels that Xia Shi...is going to be abnormal again.

Zhou Tang thought for a while, and decisively threw the blame on Sen Luo who had just left - he knew that a person like this who dyed his hair and pierced his ears would definitely spoil children!

...Fortunately, Sen Luo didn't know, otherwise he would have thrown all the certificates and certificates he had won in his more than ten years of study in his face, and brought out the little red flowers from the kindergarten.

The next day.

Sen Luo showed up later than agreed, listless, with swollen eyelids, didn't sleep well after seeing it, and didn't know if he really memorized the lottery numbers or went to tear X with those so-called "Teachers" .Zhou Tang ignored him, selfishly wishing that he would arrive a little later - he insisted on staying up late to read a book in summer last night, he persuaded him a few times, and managed to coax him to sleep at two o'clock. Eight hours of sleep is not good for little ones.

Xia Shi is in good spirits, holding two pages of A4 paper for breakfast, reading ten lines at a glance while drinking milk, and when the milk is finished, the story is also finished, the box is thrown away and the paper is put away, pick up the small backpack and follow Sen Luo out the door.Without looking back, he was very chic.Zhou Tang was busy cleaning up, turning off the lights and locking the door, and finally got everything done. When he went out, he saw that Xia Shi and Sen Luo had gone a long way.

When Zhou Tang caught up with them, they were still discussing the route that Xia Shi sorted out. To be precise, it was Sen Luo who was talking nonsense. The stop is set at the "Old Street" full of various stalls and sundries.

Zhou Tang thinks about it too, restaurants, supermarkets, antique streets, no matter how you think about it, the last place is more likely to be haunted.Sen Luo was not happy, and kept muttering, saying that the supermarket still has discounts today.

"Do you know why other people can be the protagonist of face-slapping when they are reborn, but you can only be deceived by others?" Xia Shi looked at him with disgust, "That's the reason."

Sen Luo: "..."

It happened that the bus came into the station, Xia Shi ignored him and followed Zhou Tang.Suddenly feeling that his arm was being pulled, he thought it was Sen Luo who was being annoying again, turned his head and was about to slap him in the eye, but saw a familiar face smiling at him.

It was a very handsome face, full of bookishness at first glance, the eyes were dark and deep, the eye sockets were slightly sunken, and it looked literary and melancholy.The thickness of the lips is moderate, and the curvature when raised is also just right, which can not only win the favor, but also show some distance.

Just like the smile he showed towards Xia Shi now.

Zhou Tang walked a few steps, seeing that Xia Shi didn't follow, he hurriedly turned around to look for it, and happened to hear the man speak, and said the first sentence towards Xia Shi.

"Long time no see, my little boss."