I Wasn't Born Lucky

But Xiao Li knows that this kind of love is difficult to last for a long time, like a fiercely burning fire, it will always go out, leaving only ashes after burning.

It is always difficult for human beings to maintain eternal passion.

Zheng Yi didn't quite understand his words, so he subconsciously asked, "What's not enough?"

Xiao Li withdrew his gaze, drank the last sip of Coke, and threw the empty box into the trash can not far away with one hand: "It's nothing."

Zheng Yi muttered a few words in a low voice. He originally wanted to greet Shen Mizhi when he came back, but he looked down at his watch and found that the appointment time with his friend was coming soon, so he had to say to Xiao Li: "Xiao Li Li, then I'll be leaving first, and I'll contact you on WeChat next time."

Xiao Li nodded slightly, as a greeting, and watched him go away.

Not long after Zheng Yi left, Shen Mizhi came over, the young man held a cup of milk tea in his hand, and he handed the cup to Xiao Li.

This is a new online celebrity style milk tea recently, and the line just reached the stairs of the shopping mall. Xiao Li didn't calculate the exact time, but he knew that the other party had lined up for at least half an hour.

Xiao Li didn't pick it up, looking at the bag in his hand: "Where's your own?"

Shen Mizhi pinched his earlobe, smiled lightly: "I don't like sweet drinks."

The reason why he waited in line for so long was because Xiao Li looked twice at the sign of that milk tea shop.

The young man's physical strength is very good. After queuing for so long, his forehead didn't sweat at all, and he still looks like he just came out of home.

This kind of intimacy made Xiao Li a little uncomfortable, but seeing the pretty smile on the other side, his heart beat slightly faster.Without saying anything, he took the cup of milk tea and took a sip. The taste was mellow and sweet from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Mizhi looked at him sideways: "Where do you want to go?"

Xiao Li bit the straw and replied without raising her head: "Go and see the cat I fostered in the pet hospital."

Shen Mizhi: "Cat?"

"Well," Xiao Li said, "I picked it up the day I met Wang Huai. I injured my foot and was treated in the hospital."

Shen Mirage's eyes gradually darkened, as if a layer of ice had been cast on the beautiful glass: "After it is cured, do you want to raise it?"

After a pause, the young man continued in a low voice: "Don't you already have a cat? Do you want to raise another cat?"

His tone sounded quite dangerous, as if it was metaphorical, but he took care of the person in front of him, and wrapped the scabbard around the deadly blade.

Xiao Li: "I don't plan to raise it, I should find an adoption for it."

This little white cat is different from the black cat. The black cat is a plot creature, which can be taken out and released at any time when entering the dungeon, but the little white cat is just an ordinary cat. If you bring it back and stay with the ghosts at home all day All together, maybe not very good for its body.

Although the little milk cat is really cute.

Shen Mizhi was silent for a moment: "I'll go with you, I also want to see that cat."

Xiao Li couldn't find a reason to refuse, the two of them left the mall, and Shen Mizhi drove to the pet hospital.

When Xiao Li arrived at the pet hospital, the little white cat was locked in a foster cage, wearing an Elizabethan collar that didn't fit her body, and the cat's head hung on it sadly.

Before he got close to the kitten, the kitten's sensitive ears were pricked up, and it seemed to know Xiao Li, so it let out a childish cry: "Meow ow ow."

The doctor opened the cage door for him, and introduced the little white cat’s injury: “It’s recovering very well, the cat’s resilience is very strong, and it’s all right now, just give it a few more shots of vaccines, and I’ll show you how to treat it later.” Recovered footage."

The little white cat rested its head on the boy's fingers, purring happily from its throat.

Xiao Li took the little white cat, put the milk tea aside, and smoothed the fur between its ears with the other hand.

Shen Mizhi watched from the side, and he found that Xiao Li really liked cats, whether it was the cat he turned into in the dungeon, or the little black cat, or even this stray cat.

The young man said, "Like it?"

What he asked was actually nonsensical, but Xiao Li still understood his meaning: "Furry, why don't you like it?"

Xiao Li pinched the white cat's ears again.

Shen Mizhi suddenly said: "Since this is the case, don't look for adoption, I will adopt it."

As if he had figured out something, he continued meaningfully: "It's better to leave it to me than to give it to a stranger, right?"

"...But it's my first time raising a cat, so I don't have much experience, so I need your advice if something happens, and I may disturb you often in the future," the young man said in a light tone, "Don't think I'm annoying."

It sounds like it makes sense.

Shen Mizhi doesn't really seem like he knows how to raise cats, but at least he doesn't abuse cats.

Xiao Li: "Okay, no, cats are actually easy to raise."

At least not every day.

Shen Mizhi's eyes glanced at the little white cat, and the little white cat immediately took two steps back, looking frightened.

The pet doctor came over at this time, holding a bone slice in his hand: "Come with me."

Xiao Li hugged the little white cat and followed the doctor out of the foster room.

Shen Mizhi didn't follow up immediately, he looked at the milk tea that Xiao Li put aside, he suddenly reached out to take it, and took a sip from the straw that the boy had just swallowed.

... indeed very sweet.

That day, when Xiao Li returned home, the little black cat that stayed at home and didn't enter the little yellow book immediately jumped up from the scratching post.

It circled around Xiao Li, its pink nose kept sniffing, as if it smelled the breath of the third cat.

Xiao Li spread out his hand and let it inspect.

After discovering that Xiao Li didn't sneak back with the little white cat, the little black cat squatted down in satisfaction, wagged its tail, and swept the boy's face with it.

Xiao Li grabbed his tail and said, "Hair shedding."

He just licked it a little, and the black broken hairs were scattered in the room like dandelions, automatically without wind.

The little black cat used its small paws to reach for the hair in the air. After reaching a strand, it ran to the trash can and threw the hair into it.

"Amazing." Xiao Li praised it.

The little black cat was even more proud. It held its head high and continued its work, becoming a fully automatic grooming machine.

After Xiao Li simply rinsed off, he lay on the bed and swiped his phone.

While he was taking a shower, he saved a lot of messages on WeChat.

In addition to Zhou Ying's small recharge reminders for Wangwang Pesticide, Shen Mizhi's cat raising inquiry was the first to bear the brunt.

Shen Mizhi bought a bunch of cat toys, cat climbing frames, cat litters and the like, and sent photos to ask Xiao Li how to arrange them.

He hasn't officially brought the little white cat home from the hospital, it's just some preparatory work.

Xiao Li replied casually: "You can place it however you like, this one in my house basically doesn't sleep in the nest."

Shen Mizhi: "Really?"

The little black cat is sleeping next to Xiao Li's pillow. Basically, he is on the sofa, and the little black cat is sleeping on the sofa. When he goes to bed, the little black cat will also jump onto the bed. It occasionally sleeps under the ancient painting .

Xiao Li simply took a photo with his mobile phone and sent it to the other party.

At this moment, he suddenly looked up at the door.

The door of his room was ajar, and he had already turned off the TV when he came in, but at this moment, the sound of TV advertisements came from outside the door. Listening to the sound, the TV station was still being switched continuously, and finally it was frozen in a singing song. Variety competition "I am the King of Songs".

Immediately, from the microphone, came the voice of singing along with the contestants.

As if afraid of disturbing Xiao Li, Fu Zige's singing voice was lowered, but he could still hear it vaguely.

Xiao Li thought for a while, then reached out and picked up the laptop on the table in the room, opened it, found the registration mailbox on the official website of this variety show, and casually sent the original Fu Zige he recorded last time to the program team.

Not long after his phone stopped, Zheng Yi sent him another message.

【Sherlock, come, come, look at this. 】

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Xiao Li clicked in and took a look. He sent a link to a forum with the title: [Why is this emoji so popular? Is it a real ghost? ? 】

The accompanying picture is a snapshot.

That was the expression that Xiao Li showed to the figure in the movie when he was at the movie theater in Sidi Lan Mi Town.

I don't know who uploaded it, but it was processed by someone, and three "???" were added on the P, which is very vivid, comparable to the black question mark in the real emoji world.

At the bottom of this post, someone replied: [You don't even know this?Wang Shen shot it, and Xia Shen did it. 】

[I know it's them, but... is this a real ghost? ? ?Isn't this from PS? 】

[Actually, I also suspect that it is post-processing. How can the expression of a real ghost be so vivid? Look at the slightly twisted eyebrows, the face that is clearly horribly twisted but full of doubts, and the slightly twitching corners of the mouth. The ghost head who wanted to lean forward because he wanted to see the writing on Sherlock's mission book clearly...]

[Grass, a kind of plant, is too funny, I can't do it anymore. 】

[I have saved this emoticon package and sent it to my classmates in real life. They all like to use 2333, and it feels like it is going to be popular. 】

[Damn, Big Brother Sherlock turned ghosts into emojis, and ghosts turned us into emojis. 】

[This emoticon pack is really amazing, you can apply for the intangible cultural heritage of the reincarnation class, and it is used to warn people who come later, ghosts, there will also be doubts! 】

[Ghost, you can also ask questions! 】

[Wait, will the ghost... hold grudges against us? 】

[Probably not, but I have already thought about it, if I go into that dungeon again, if I encounter this ghost and don’t know what to do, I will send this emoticon pack to it! !Before I die, I want to fight it too!]

[Even if you kill me, you are just an emoticon. 】

[I suggest that you stop making movies in the future and make your debut in the emoji world. 】

[Everyone, I have a bold idea. If you could take a picture of all the ghosts that Sherlock Moriarty Hercule has touched, and compete for expression pack 101 together, who would you pick? 】

[I am Miss Meiyou, with many functions, who can leave the phone now? 】

【Heh, don't step on the upstairs, Kangkang, let's stand up, model worker, full-time, inseparable doll, loves flowers, loves peace, hair can be long or short, vote for her. 】

[As a member of the ghost story, Moriarty must support our other ghost stories, Fu Jiang, leg, sister Hongyi rushes for me. 】

【Bloody Mary?Although she said she couldn't come, but her body was very honest. Who wouldn't love a tsundere beautiful big sister? 】

Xiao Li: "..."

He began to pray for the one who replied, praying that he would not be seen by Bloody Mary, otherwise, with the character of the other party, he would definitely come back with revenge.

Xiao Li quit the forum and was waiting to reply to Zheng Yi when another message came in.

Xiao Li exited the dialogue page with Zheng Yi, opened it, and saw that it was from Wang Huai.

Wang Huai: [Tonight, ten miles away, come or not? 】

Xiao Li pondered for a moment: 【Supper?Is it too far? 】

Wang Huai's dialog box immediately displayed [the other party is typing], but he didn't see him send this sentence after typing for a long time. Finally, he typed and deleted, and only sent Xiao Li this sentence: [... New The supernatural events, I think, may have something to do with the secrets of reality. 】