I Wasn't Born Lucky

Xiao Li finished the copy of Soul Gathering Village and returned to reality. The original blank note fell from the air to the table, and there was a wet paw print on it.

The little black cat came out of the little yellow book, landed lightly on the ground, and jumped onto the desk nimbly, shaking its fur.

At first it was soaked by the rain, but after being rubbed by Xiao Huang Ben, it came out again, and the hair on its body was dry, fluffy and standing on end, like a small coal ball.It raised its head and looked around curiously, then sniffed the note with its nose, stretched out its right paw, and just pressed it on the paw print of the blank note, the shape and size perfectly matched.

Little black cat: "Meow."

At the same time, Xiao Huang Ben, who returned to the desktop, was shocked, and a simultaneous translation appeared: [Thank you. 】

Xiao Li was intrigued by the ending sound. He was worried that the little black cat would catch a cold if it was exposed to the rain and not dried in time. He didn't expect that this kind of plot creature would automatically return to its original state after leaving the dungeon world.

He looked at the little black cat, and stretched out his hand to touch the fluffy ball's head.

For the first time, the little black cat was touched.

The second time, the little black cat turned its head, and Xiao Li's finger rubbed against its ear tip. It screamed again, jumped to the window, and sat side by side with Tan Li's puppet on the balcony, watching Yehua downstairs yawned with her mouth wide open revealing two small fangs.

Xiao Li turned his attention back to the little black cat, and flipped forward to the little yellow book, looking at its long confession, Xiao Li: "... Shut up."

The remaining rainwater dripped from his fingertips onto the small yellow book, and was sucked in in a blink of an eye.

Little Huang Ben: 【Want me to shut up? 】

[It’s fine if you kiss me, so I will be busy feeling the heat and sweetness of your lips, like drinking a spoonful of honey, and devote myself to it, and will not want to say unnecessary words anymore. 】

[If this is the case, it doesn't matter if I don't speak for the rest of my life. 】

Xiao Li:? ? ?

One second is fine, do you still want to kiss for the rest of your life?

Xiao Huangben felt the drop of rain, and seemed to think of something, and immediately changed the topic: [You just got caught in the rain, go take a shower, or you will get sick. 】

The wind blew in through the wide open window, making Xiao Li tremble all over. He closed the little yellow book, untied his soaked clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

There were other things that distracted him in Soul Gathering Village before, but now that he returned to the real world, Xiao Li felt cold and sticky, very uncomfortable.

He took off his rain-soaked clothes, took a hot bath, and did not come out until the coldness subsided from his body.

The temperature of the hot water successfully warmed back the low temperature on Xiao Li's body. Taking advantage of the warmth just coming out of the bathroom, he got into the quilt directly and fell asleep.

In that long-lost dream, that unknown man reappeared.

Xiao Li vaguely found that the chain on his wrist had been untied, and it seemed that his range of activities had expanded from the bed to the entire room—but he was very sleepy now and didn't want to get out of bed.

So he just rolled over and crashed right into the man's arms.

The other party adjusted his posture so that he could sleep better, and at the same time patted his back with his hands, leaning against the head of the bed and looking at Xiao Li.

I don't know how long it took, until Xiao Li almost fell asleep, he heard that person's melodious voice in his ears: "You really don't remember me, do you?"

"But I still remember you."

"Although you have long forgotten me and our first meeting, those may be insignificant to you." The man's tone was very steady, but he sounded a little depressed for some reason, like an iceberg under the sea, " But I keep it in my heart."

He still remembers a lot.

He lowered his head and rested his forehead on the boy's forehead. They were very close now, but he didn't really kiss them.

The man just looked at him, then pressed his fingers on the other's lips, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, without tossing Xiao Li any more.

As a result, this dream soon passed away.

In the next morning, not only did Xiao Li not remember the dream last night, he even almost forgot where he was - because he had a fever for a long time.

Although the second young master of the Xiao family is not as physically fit as an athlete, he has been extremely difficult to get sick since he was a child. This time he was drenched in the rain for a long time in a place like Juhun Village, but when he came back, his forehead was hot enough to fry an egg.

He was lying on the bed groggy, and the puppet stood on the table, rolled a towel from the bathroom with his hair, and covered Xiao Li's forehead.

Zhou Ying’s mobile phone automatically called up the WeChat interface, and sent a message to Zheng Yi’s WeChat to ask for leave.

The little black cat, which was sleeping with itself wrapped in glutinous rice balls, woke up and licked its paws, pushed Xiao Li's face, and rubbed it with the relatively cold tip of its nose after being burned by the temperature.

The little yellow book on the table: 【...are you really sick?I didn't expect human beings to be so fragile, like porcelain dolls...but their faces were flushed and looked weak, very cute. 】

【However, I still feel distressed. This kind of emotion has gained the upper hand. I am very distressed. Why didn't I hold an umbrella for him that night?You still have to take care of it, and you have to watch it carefully. 】

Its two messages only appeared for a moment, and then were erased by itself.

Xiao Li opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling above his head, and felt that it was spinning, so he closed his eyes again, preparing to sleep through again—but this time his sleep did not last long, and there was another knock on the door The door sounded, the man knocked lightly three times and opened the door.

The knock on the door was so weak that Xiao Li woke up for only three seconds before falling asleep again.

The door opened by itself, and a handsome young man walked in, it was Xiao Li's tablemate Shen Mizhi.

He walked in somehow, and the servants and housekeepers in the hall turned a blind eye to him. After he entered, the three ghosts in the room retreated silently, hanging on the lawn outside the villa to watch the scenery.

Shen Mizhi stretched out a hand and put it on the forehead of the boy on the bed.

His body temperature was so cold that it was as low as a ghost. To Xiao Li, the effect was similar to that of an ice pad, more so than worse, it completely calmed Xiao Li's discomfort.

The young man closed his eyes, but he didn't see what he had done. A faint black air was sucked out from between the young man's brows—almost instantly, Xiao Li's sleepy face returned to its usual naturalness, and his breathing It has stabilized a lot.

Just watch it for a while... go before he wakes up.

Shen Mizhi found an excuse for herself.

He tucked the corner of the quilt for Xiao Li, and adjusted the angle of the pillow behind his head for him, then he stood by the bed and held the boy's hand.

It's a real touch.

Shen Mizhi thought happily, the feeling was much better than in the dream—even if the dream he created was real, it was just a finger in this person's reality.

Even if he just looked at him like this from a distance, he didn't want to laugh all the time, as if someone had put countless candies in his heart.

——This also led to the fact that he originally wanted to watch for a while, and left before Xiao Li woke up, but he didn't pay attention, the sky outside the window was getting dark, the person on the bed opened his eyes, but he was still here.

Xiao Li felt that he had slept for a long time, but the healing effect seemed to be good, his head was not dizzy at all, and he felt that he could hit five now!

But when the person beside the bed came into view, Xiao Li was stunned for a moment: "...Shen Mizhi?"

How could this guy be by his bedside?

The young man pursed his lips, his expression was always indifferent, he nodded his head in reply to Xiao Li's words.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Li half sat up from the bed, looked around, and asked suspiciously.

Shen Mi's cherished words are like gold: "I want you to review."

Xiao Li: "...?"

Does he seem to be such a person who loves to learn?

Shen Mizhi: "In the final exam, we are at the same table, and the teacher asked me to help you with tutoring."

Xiao Li picked up the phone from the pillow, and saw a row of WeChat messages from Zheng Yi: [Fuck, Xiao Li, what's wrong with you? 】

[Why did a message suddenly appear on my phone, no source, no phone number, no WeChat added, and the profile picture is still black - it said to me "help Xiao Li take a leave"? ! 】

Xiao Li: "..."

He put down the phone, adjusted his expression, and said to Shen Mizhi: "Then how did you come in?"

The shirt rolled up to the elbows of the young man fell down: "I said I came to find you, so I just came in."

Xiao Li thought it was Xu Mei who was at home, and when he saw Shen Mizhi, he let him in, without thinking too much, he just relaxed his body, and asked casually, "When did you come?"

Because of his action, the neckline of the nightgown opened wide, revealing a slender collarbone and shoulders.

Shen Mizhi moved his eyes: "...just now."

Xiao Li had no doubts, he got off the bed, and didn't shy away from Shen Mizhi - in his opinion, there is no such thing as the little Huang Ben in ten thousand years, and Shen Mizhi is his classmate, and the two have nothing to do with each other .As a boy, it's normal to play a game of basketball, hook up your shoulders, or even take a shower together. He stood up and said, "It's fine with tutoring, and you can make an appointment to play games."

Shen Mizhi's voice was a little hoarse for some reason: "Okay."

Xiao Li's room has always had a lot of games, but no one usually comes, he always plays online games to form a team, now with Shen Mizhi, those games finally have a place to use.

While Xiao Li and Shen Mizhiwo were playing games in the room——

The outside of Xiao's villa.

A middle-aged man stepped on the black shadow under his feet, and the black shadow pointed straight at the window of Xiao Li's room.

He is a cultivator, so he can naturally see the abnormality in that room, saying that the ghost is not like a ghost, but also looks like a fairy but not a fairy - the black shadow under his feet wraps his whole body and brings him into the backyard of Xiao's villa.

The ghost connection belonging to Mr. Ye is nearby, and it seems to be covered by something——

The middle-aged man walked around a flower bed, raised his eyes to look into the window, and suddenly met a puppet's eyes.

man:? ? ?

A dark light flashed in Tan Li Wushen's pupils, his hair grew longer, and he greedily looked at the man... the black shadow at his feet.