I Wasn’t Born Lucky

The dream state last night left no impression on Xiao Li.

The black-haired boy who was on the bed the next day opened his eyes, and then closed tiredly. He only remembered that he slept very heavily last night and seemed to have a dream, but he couldn't remember what was in his dream. content.He thought for a while but couldn't remember it, Xiao Li didn't try hard at all and got up from the bed.

The daylight leaped playfully everywhere in the room, and even the doll lying in the window looking at the sky was covered with warmth.

Zhou Ying, who was still missing last night, has returned and is bound in a small yellow book. Seeing Xiao Li awake at this moment, she appeared in the room and looked up at him.

It looks like a small one, still in the form of a child, but its look is as dull as Tan Li, not very smart.

Xiao Li looked at the direction it left last night, and roughly guessed what Zhou Ying was doing. He sat up and touched Zhou Ying's head: "How?"

"The game, he lost." Zhou Ying said vaguely after reacting for a while, and there was a kind of flattering intention in his eyes looking at Xiao Li, "I sent him to accompany them."

The "lose" in the ghost's mouth is nothing more than death. Xiao Li has no sympathy for the person who is killing him, but regrets that he couldn't call Zhou Ying to ask the person's identity and messenger first. His eyes on Zhou Ying, Praise it.

Zhou Ying looked away slightly excitedly—it was different from Tan Li. It had no interest outside the window, and instead stared at Xiao Li's mobile phone on the bedside.

The child is not used to actively asking for things. It just stands by and looks at it curiously without reaching out to touch it. It looks pitiful.

Xiao Li followed his gaze, reached out his hand to take the phone, and swiped the screen: "Do you want to play?"

Zhou Ying didn't answer, so she stared at her phone.

The people around his eyes looked terrifying, dead and lifeless, but Xiao Li lacked the sense of fear he deserved - or on the contrary, these ghosts made him feel safer than humans.

He casually clicked on a game he often played, pulled Zhou Ying, and played a game happily in front of it.

After the end of the game, Xiao Li turned his body slightly, and the kid reached out his hand curiously and clicked on the screen of the phone-his finger passed directly through the screen like a science fiction movie.

Xiao Li was stunned when she saw this, but Zhou Ying stretched her arm even more excitedly as if she had discovered something more interesting, then she got into the phone and disappeared into the room out of thin air.

The remaining second young master of the Xiao family caught the phone that fell from mid-air with a weird expression, played with his fingers for a while, but still did not call the other party out.

He put down his phone and habitually flipped through his yellow notebook to see if it had spit out any new ivory-and he found out that there was indeed: [How did you sleep yesterday?

Xiao Li pondered it and wrote, "It's okay."

Xiao Huang Ben: [That's good.

[Why don’t you ask me how I sleep?

The tone was faintly aggrieved, and those who didn't know thought that Xiao Li had done something to him.

Xiao Li was in a pretty good mood so far, so he asked what it meant.

As a result, Huang Ben said: [I didn't sleep well, I have been watching you, and I wanted to kiss you all night.

[You slept on the bed at that time, it looked harmless, I want to press you against the wall or the bed and kiss hard.

Xiao Li: "..."

——It's all to blame for his low hands. Now he also wants to press the little yellow book on the wall, or press it in the toilet and flood it with water.

There is one line left, but Xiao Li has not read it anymore.He closed the yellow notebook vigorously, and was not planning to look at it before entering the next world.

He originally thought Xiao Huang was a female ghost, and in the previous conversation, the other party was not so outdated, and she looked like an innocent and considerate (?) girl. As a result, he didn't know what was wrong. Recently, Xiao Huang has become more and more indulgent.

The black-haired boy sorted out his clothes and walked out of the room to look for food in the living room downstairs.

After he had left for a while, a figure walked out of the cubicle. It was Xiao Ming. He stood at the door, looking at the closed door with complex expressions.

Since he was entangled by a female ghost because he entered Xiao Li's room that day, Xu Mei's strength in supervising him has become more tight, which resulted in him having no chance to meet Xiao Li again.

When Xu Mei asked where Xiao Ming had gone, Xiao Ming didn’t tell his mother what happened in Xiao Li’s room for some reason. He told himself that it was so strange that ordinary people would only think he was crazy. Only he himself knows his true purpose.

He just heard about what Xiao Li did last night. He hijacked an unknown taxi and drove back to his home overnight. After all hesitation, Xiao Ming wanted to talk to Xiao Li again. He was absolutely I didn't dare to enter the house anymore, I just wanted to call my second brother out remotely.

Before Xiao Ming took this step formally, he heard the soft voice of a woman behind him: "Xiao Ming, what are you doing here?"

"Mother..." Xiao Ming recognized the voice as it turned into ashes. He immediately turned his head back flatteringly and smiled at Xu Mei behind him.

Xu Mei amiably gathered the hair in her ear: "If you don't go to class, what are you doing here? Looking for your brother?"

Xiao Ming jumped aside, walked directly downstairs, and said with a smile: "I'm just passing by and want to say hello, I'm going to go now."

Xu Mei watched her son walk away, and then she set her gaze back on the open door in front of her, and pushed her hand inward to make the door open wider.

Xiao Li's room is nothing special. The bed is a messy bed, with a mobile phone on the bedside table. It looks like an ordinary room, even simple.

Mr. Ye had lost contact since yesterday, and Xu Mei couldn't contact him no matter what, she couldn't help feeling uneasy.

She was hesitating at the door of Xiao Li's room, and a voice suddenly sounded behind her: "Let's give in."

Xu Mei turned her head, Xiao Li was holding a plate of delicate pastries in her hand, and was passing her shoulders indifferently. Without waiting for her answer, she walked directly into the room and closed the door.

Before she could speak, she only saw the door almost hit the bridge of her nose.

Xu Mei doesn't think that Mr. Ye's disappearance is related to Xiao Li, but...

She thought about the pictures in the room, and she always felt a little weird--

Xu Mei stepped back and leaned on the railing absent-mindedly looking at the vase on the railing on the second floor, recalling the scene just now.

Is it... cell phone?

In the beginning, the phone was at the head of the bed, but after Xiao Li appeared, the phone moved to the center of the bed like a puppy to greet the owner!

The lady's gaze swam across the vase in front of her without focus, and beside the colorful flowers, a strand of black hair suddenly leaked out. It belonged to a small doll.

The author has something to say: Xiao Family: I may become a ghost house.