I Wasn't Born Lucky

Shen Mizhi originally thought that Xiao Li would refuse.

Or hit him angrily, no matter what.

But what he didn't expect was that the other party really thought about it, and then he heard the other party say coldly: "Okay."

After Xiao Li finished speaking, he smiled, his black eyes seemed to have fallen snowflakes from nine heavens, and his demeanor was very moving. He always likes to keep a distance from people, but once he gets close, he is like the snow in the sky. Falling in the palm of your hand.

The light in the kitchen was dim, Shen Mizhi didn't turn on the headlights, only the night light of the range hood above his head was shining brightly.

Shen Mizhi clenched his hand tightly, embraced him vigorously, picked off the snowflake, dyed it with the color of love, and became warm and soft.

——That's right, although the time we spent together is still very short, Shen Mizhi has already discovered Xiao Li's unknown side in private.

In other words, except that he was interested enough in the dungeon, Xiao Li was indifferent to other things in life, even a little childish.

This includes all aspects of basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation. For example, he always wears what he gets at hand, regardless of the occasion and collocation. For example, if Shen Mi is not around, he would rather choose to order takeaway than cook a meal by himself.

If you ask, you can get Xiao Li's straightforward answer: "Now that takeaway delivery is so developed, there is no need."

Whether it is "unnecessary" or "too lazy to do it" is open to debate.

However, Shen Mizhi has no objection to these petty problems of his lover in private, on the contrary, he enjoys the ordinary feeling of husband and wife that he cooks for each other every day, of course, not now.

Now Shen Mizhi is encircling Xiao Li, pushing him between the kitchen door and the corner of the wall, rubbing his tall nose back and forth against the young man's delicate face, and asking with heavy eyes: "Then can you open now?" Do you want to eat?"

He couldn't wait for Xiao Li's reply, so he couldn't help but kissed her.

At first it was gentle, but later on, Shen Mizhi's actions always unconsciously became more...

more vicious.

Xiao Li finally found a suitable adjective.

That feeling, as if the end of the world is going to happen in the next second, and Shen Mizhi only has this one kiss to say goodbye to him, so she exerts extra force, trying to swallow him directly.

He does this every time.

"Okay, okay," Xiao Li let him kiss for a while, and then patted his handsome face vigorously, "Feed me first, then you, huh?"

Shen Mizhi watched Xiao Li leave his arms with displeasure.

Xiao Li was about to put the eggplants in the pot, but before he could do anything, he heard the young man say in a hoarse voice: "That can't be eaten, put it down, I'll make another dish."

"No need." Xiao Li shook his head, "It's just a little salty, get a bowl of water before eating."

.........

After finishing the meal, Shen Yanzhi still seemed to be thinking about Xiao Li's words of "feeding him", and his dishwashing skills improved significantly. Xiao Li wanted to help him at first, but when he almost smashed a bowl and hurt his finger After that, he was driven back by the youth.

He stroked the cat for a while, then turned around and heard a lively recitation from the balcony:

"Mr. Gu once again saw Mrs. Gu from before, but compared to her previous elegant and dignified appearance, she was dressed as a girl before marriage, wearing a pretty short skirt, and beside her, there was another A man behaved ambiguously towards her!"

"Mr. Gu couldn't take it anymore. He was so angry that his eyes were tearing apart. He wished he could flash up in front of the woman opposite and question her loudly! Mr. Gu immediately asked the driver to stop the car and went to catch—"

It was at this time that Xiao Li pushed open the balcony door.

The microphone was interrupted to recite, floating innocently in the air, and turned to Xiao Li together with the sinful manuscript in front of him.

Xiao Li: "Why do you suddenly want to read this again?"

Fu Zige: "Just stay on the balcony and can't watch TV, I can only use it for entertainment."

And sin Tian also went from fierce resistance and shame at the beginning to being numb now, and at some point he was able to get some fun from Fu Zige's reading aloud.

For example, if Fu Zige reads impassionedly, it means that the chapter of Sintian is successful. If Fu Zige is weak, then the chapter is very dull and cannot impress the readers, then Sintian will revise the text, and the two ghosts fight each other With blows and blows, they became a pair of partners.

"Why don't you watch TV?" Xiao Li stepped aside and asked puzzledly.

Fu Zige jumped a little higher, looked into the kitchen, and after confirming that the kitchen door was closed, he whispered: "I'm a little afraid of your boyfriend, he's scarier than the ghosts in those dungeons I've seen, look I was very... very..."

He spoke in fits and starts.

Since Shen Mizhi moved here, Fu Zige changed the base from the sofa to the balcony.Because one night, when Xiao Li came out in wet pajamas and sat down next to him, Shen Mizhi gave him a look that seemed to make him lose his mind on the spot, and the microphone rolled into the balcony on the spot in fright.

Fu Zige didn't go on, he asked pitifully, "Will he live here forever?"

Xiao Li comforted him: "Well, you have to get used to him."

"But I think he wants to kill me." Fu Zige said in panic, "Not to mention me, there should be all creatures close to you..."

Whether Xiao Li is present or not, Shen Mizhi is completely two people.

"No," Xiao Li held the microphone, placed it on the old seat on the sofa, and said softly, "He won't make me angry."

Fu Zige rolled into the gap of the sofa again, feeling the long-lost softness, and said cowardly, "Really?"

Xiao Li nodded at him.

The microphone believed him very much, Fu Zige rolled away in relief, and re-watched the variety show that he recorded.

As night fell, the night enveloped the land, and the residential buildings in the distance were lit up one after another. The light rain beat on the glass windows, but it did not bring the bleak moisture into the house and was isolated from the outside. .

After finishing the housework, Shen Mizhi habitually sat next to Xiao Li, reaching out to hug him.

Xiao Li didn't hide, he leaned into the opponent's arms, and simply turned to lie on the young man's lap, looked away from the TV in front of him, and looked up at Shen Mizhi.

The obstructive hair slipped from the young man's forehead, fully revealing his exquisite facial features, and there seemed to be a butterfly perched at the end of his eyes, fluttering its wings every time the eyelashes fluttered, ready to fly.

Shen Mizhi stretched out her hand as if bewitched, and touched Xiao Li's eyelashes.

Xiao Li held his hand halfway.

Shen Mizhi raised the corners of her lips: "Didn't you say you want to feed me?"

"It depends on your answer." Xiao Li squeezed the man's hand.

Shen Mi's smile gradually deepened: "Okay, what do you want to ask, I know everything."

Xiao Li didn't look at his face. He looked at the chandelier above the living room. He didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that there were large and small halos scattered from the chandelier and fell to the ground.

"What kind of god are you?" Xiao Li asked after a long time.

As soon as this topic was mentioned, Shen Mizhi held his hand instead. He looked even more uneasy than Xiao Li who asked the question, as if he was afraid that Xiao Li would leave him: "...I was born too early, and I was always in the Sleeping, just woke up a few days ago, no title."

"title?"

"Well, like Nix, Black Night is her title. I don't come out often, so I don't have a title." Shen Mizhi said calmly.

Xiao Li turned over on his lap: "Continue."

He didn't ask specific questions, and Shen Mizhi could only pick out some things from his common sense that he thought Xiao Li would be interested in: "Those gods with titles, except for the main god, are basically not very strong. The deceit is that he Doing nothing, running back and forth in each world, all to play tricks on humans."

...But I did not forget to put eye drops on the "rival in love".

Xiao Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing that Shen Mi's capital was about to be said to be the deception god's denunciation meeting, he quickly stopped: "I don't care about deceit."

Shen Mizhi stopped.

Xiao Li stared at him: "I read a passage in the library of the Judgment Prison, which said that gods were once ghosts."

"Indeed." Shen Mizhi said that his appearance was exactly the same as that of ordinary humans, even more human than some of them. He patiently explained the origin of the gods to the lover on his lap, as if saying A story that has nothing to do with him, "In the beginning, the heaven and earth were chaotic, supporting the abyss of the Styx River. However, when the sky and the earth were violent, the Styx River overturned, the abyss fell, the chaos shattered, and countless ghosts and monsters came out."

The Styx overturned...

When Xiao Li heard this, he suddenly remembered the phantom in the sky that he saw when he entered the dungeon for the first time, that was countless black shadows running out of a river in the sky.

"The powerful existence among them seized this opportunity, devoured the shattered chaos, salvaged the phantom of the Styx, reborn, and became a god."

"Gods used to be ghosts, so they naturally needed the power of rules to nourish them. Therefore, they borrowed the power of chaos and used order to build a copy of reincarnation. Because of this, they can obtain the power they need from each world."

Xiao Li listened carefully: "What about the reality?"

Shen Mizhi was silent for a while and said: "Reality is a well, it is the inflection point where chaos once supported the world, which prevented the power of the gods from spreading to reality."

Because of this, reality has survived until now.

"Now the barrier protecting it is weakening little by little, until the mouth of the well is completely dug open by the power of Hades, a hand will fall into the well."

well.

Xiao Li nodded thoughtfully, just like the description that appeared in the world of Sin Tian's novels, and if it really reaches that point, reality will lead to the fate of Atlantis.

The microphone over there was frightened by hearing their conversation, and tremblingly rolled around Xiao Li.

Sensing its movement, Shen Mizhi suddenly turned his head to look at the microphone. Before he could speak, Xiao Li raised his hand to cover his mouth: "Don't speak, treat them better."

"I don't like you being nice to them," Shen Mizhi said in a low voice, as if aggrieved, he was like a big cat acting coquettishly towards its master, "You are better than me to them."

"You are different." Xiao Li thought for a while before giving such an answer.

Shen Mizhi narrowed his pale eyes, and asked menacingly, "What's the difference?"

It seemed that if Xiao Li's answer didn't satisfy him, he would just throw him down.

Xiao Li said, "They are friends, but you are your boyfriend."