I Wasn't Born Lucky

Although he was muttering inwardly, Xiao Li did not dismantle Shen Mirage in front of his strange neighbors, but nodded and said: "As he said, we are a couple who just moved here."

Immediately, under the young man's overly hot gaze, Xiao Li reluctantly added the last sentence: "...he is my husband."

Although the last two words were faint and almost inaudible, Shen Mizhi's eyes lit up in an instant.

Seeing this, the man next door muttered "two men" and then greeted perfunctorily: "Okay then, welcome to move here."

After saying this, he didn't intend to continue the greetings with Xiao Li and the two of them. He opened the door of his house with the key, kicked off the slippers on his feet after entering, and slammed the wooden door.

The house is an old-fashioned building, and the sound insulation is not very good. Through the door, Xiao Li could vaguely hear the shouting of the man next door after he entered: "Damn woman, where's dinner today? Why isn't it ready yet?!"

Then there was the sound of something falling to the ground.

Soon there was no movement again.

Xiao Li turned his gaze away from the room next door, and walked into the open room in front of him.

The furnishings of this room are very simple, perhaps because they are all old houses, just looking at the layout, it is actually very similar to Xiao Li's real home in reality, except that the furniture is slightly different, and the walls are slightly yellow.

Shen Mizhi closed the door behind him.

Xiao Li walked around the room, then sat down on the sofa, looked at Shen Mizhi and said, "Why don't you explain, sir...?"

When he uttered the last two words, he tilted his head to the side, revealing his beautiful neck like a swan, and these two words seemed to pass from the tip of his tongue and then came out against his teeth, with a half-provocative means.

Shen Mizhi squatted down, almost wanting to press the person under him directly on the sofa and kiss hard, and finally bit his neck, making him raise his head and cry out in a crying voice——

But now is not a good time to do this, this is not an abyss, Xiao Li will not let him do whatever he wants.

The young man restrained himself, and when he spoke again, his voice became a little hoarse, and he pinched the face of the young man in front of him: "Don't you want to be a couple with me?"

Xiao Li dodged for a while, but didn't dodge, so he let him pinch: "You know that's not what I'm talking about."

Shen Mizhi smiled, and replied: "This is just like what you think, it is the domain of that corpse."

"There are fragments of chaotic power in its body, just like when it blessed Sintian, it blessed its ability and brought you back to its memory."

"Is this its memory?" Xiao Li asked.

"Not necessarily." The young man gave an ambiguous answer, and he didn't let go of his hand. "But it must have something to do with it, and we played the role of neighbors in its memory. I added a little setting."

"What about the rest?"

"Upstairs, downstairs."

When Shen Mizhi spoke, Xiao Li was so sticky to him. Forced by helplessness, Xiao Li pulled Shen Mizhi's neckline and kissed him soothingly: "Okay, don't move, I want to ask you something." Woolen cloth."

Shen Mizhi let go of her hand: "You ask."

"The flow of time here is one to one?"

"No, it's similar to a dungeon here. After a week, only two seconds have passed in reality." Shen Mizhi gently combed his hair for him, paused for two seconds, then he suddenly changed the subject and mentioned another matter , "You are worried about reality. In fact, before the barrier of reality is broken, my ability is limited, and what I can do is limited, but—"

Xiao Li interrupted him: "Don't worry about it."

He said softly: "The affairs of human beings should be left to ourselves."

"Boom, boom, boom."

There was a knock on the door, and then a familiar female voice rang out: "Excuse me, is anyone living here?"

Xiao Li recognized it was Gong Mingming's voice.

He pushed Shen Mizhi away and opened the door, and it was Luo Shan and Gong Mingming standing at the door.

Seeing that it was Xiao Li, Gong Mingming breathed a sigh of relief: "I found you, you two are here, Luo Shan and I live upstairs, I guess you should be nearby, the phone can't communicate here, so we can only call each other one by one. Open the door and inquire."

Xiao Li stood halfway up and said to the family next door: "That family is a stranger, this is a memory-like world of nameless corpses, I don't know if there are other residents like this on other floors, or are we the residents .”

Gong Mingming responded instantly: "Memory-like world? What is the time flow rate here? If we delay here for a few days before we go out, the reality may have become a copy."

"The flow rate of the copy." Xiao Li said, although the time is not urgent, but he still wants to end as soon as possible, he left the room and walked down the stairs, "Go down and see if there are other strangers."

Wang Huai, Ye Zeqing, Ye Lingshi and others were downstairs on Xiao Li's floor. The whole building had five floors, Xiao Li lived on the fourth floor, and the floors below were empty, but no one knocked on the door In the end, the anti-theft door on the ground floor of the whole building has no way out, and the memory of the entire nameless corpse is limited to these few floors.

They couldn't go out, but there was no need to worry about the food. Everyone found a lot of food in their rooms, including instant noodles, bread and other fast food products.

In the end, everyone stayed together in the living room of Xiao Li's room. Wang Huai first took out a prop, which was a model of a human ear, except that there was a mouth at the back of the ear. This time, he introduced it before Xiao Li asked. : "The ear of the eavesdropper can amplify the sound in the area."

He tried to use this item, but was told by his mission book that it could not be used.

Wang Huai took it back: "It seems that this memory copy is different, and the props cannot be used."

"Well, there are no other residents here, so there are only two possibilities," Gong Mingming recorded his words with a voice recorder, "First, they heard the knock on the door, but they dared not open the door and did not dare to respond; second, we acted as an unknown corpse memory The role of 'neighbor' in the

"As for the family next door to Sherlock, it may be the source of the unknown corpse, or it may be the real culprit who killed it. There is currently no clue."

"We still have to start with them and squeeze more flaws."

"But I think it's still—

While they were scrambling to chat, there was another burst of yelling from the next room, louder this time, and a man scolded loudly: "Cry, you know how to cry, you cry, damn you cry, annoying!" Dead, as annoying as your cheap son, shut up for me, shut him up quickly, I still have to eat!"

Accompanied by the crying of babies and the sobbing of women, several kinds of sounds are mixed together, which is really disturbing.

Wang Huai said, "Knock on the door?"

It is true that nothing happened now, but he is not used to waiting passively, and there may be more dangers at night, so it is better to take advantage of the first day to find out more news as early as possible.

Since Gong Mingming is relatively sociable, the task of taking the initiative to negotiate fell on her. She knocked on the door next door, but there was no answer the first time. Voice.

Before the door opened, a man's muttering voice came first: "Damn, it's not reassuring to have a meal, who is it?"

The man was wearing a white vest and gray slippers. His figure was quite strong, and his exposed shoulders were full of tendons.

Seeing a group of strangers at the door, and the leader was a beautiful girl, the man restrained himself a bit: "Who are you and what are you here for?"

"Oh, we are the residents downstairs, and we want to visit your house, isn't it easy to get along with in the future." Gong Mingming greeted with a smile.

"Why are there so many newcomers?" the man said, "All right, you don't need to call to say hello."

"Let's get to know each other, what's your name?"

"... Fu Jianlin." The man reluctantly replied, "What about you?"

Gong Mingming replied with a few random names: "Lin Ming, Zhao Chen...we belong to the same company, the staff dormitory is renovated, and the company pays for the rent together."

"Old Fu, who are they? The child is already asleep..."

Maybe it was because the man was delayed at the door for too long. A woman came over behind her. Her hair was fluffy like straw on top of her head. She was also wearing a simple loose T-shirt. The scar, now healed, just left a deep mark.

She looked at the door and asked Fu Jianlin timidly.

"You don't know they are neighbors when you are at home every day?" The man yelled at her angrily.

Seeing the woman, Gong Mingming hurriedly said, "Is this your wife?"

"Hello, I'm a new neighbor..." She repeated her self-introduction to the woman, but the woman didn't answer her directly, but turned to look at Fu Jianlin.

Fu Jianlin waved his hands impatiently: "Is there anything good to know about her, there is no need, I will close the door if there is nothing to do, and I have to eat."

Gong Mingming wanted to say a few more words, but Fu Jianlin had already closed the door and didn't intend to pay any more attention to them.

Looking at the closed wooden door, Xiao Li concluded: "A husband prone to domestic violence, a battered wife, and an unlucky baby."

"The three elements are complete." Ye Zeqing said, "Baby... I think the nameless female corpse is probably the wife inside."

Since the reincarnators knocked on the door, the next door has been really quiet for a while, and there is no more shouting.

It's very quiet on the floor.

Compared with the world of Sintian, the rhythm here is obviously slower. At least until now, no one has encountered any life-and-death crisis.

Everyone ate instant noodles in the living room of Xiao Li's house, and fell into discussion again, watching the time pass by, Shen Mizhi stood in the living room, and suddenly said: "It's very late."

Ye Zeqing raised his head, he didn't understand the other party's meaning: "...Huh? It's not too late, it's not even ten o'clock."

Shen Mizhi didn't look at him, he looked straight at Xiao Li, his light eyes were bottomless, and he repeated: "It's very late."

The tone was straightforward, but Xiao Li stroked his forehead and translated for him: "He means, it's late now, you can leave now, he's going to sleep."

Ye Zeqing: "..."

"No, wait, we don't sleep here?!" He blurted out.

Isn't this the default, at this time, everyone will live together, and this place is closest to the source of the nameless corpse next door...?

"Why sleep?" Wang Huai stood up, hinted by the Evernight Goddess, he knew Shen Mizhi's origin best, he kicked Ye Zeqing, "Go back, wait for Sherlock to take us to lie down and win."

Xiao Li: "..."

This group of people came and left quickly, and they closed the door quite tactfully, and soon there were only the two of them left.

The dim lights of the old house are scattered all over the place.

Shen Mizhi walked over, hugged him tightly again, and said in a flat voice: "I don't want to sleep, I just want to stay with you for a while."

"alone."

he added.