I Wasn’t Born Lucky

The black box lying quietly in the middle of the floor took everyone's sight, especially Shi Ye, who felt his legs were soft. He wanted to take the box and push it back through the door, but he didn't have the guts to touch it. Touching the box, you can only hide from the corner.

If it weren't for Gang to be outside, Shi Ye could not wait to run away immediately.

The rest of the reincarnations also looked like a ghost, centered on the black box, scattered outwards one after another, seemingly wishing to pack Shi Ye and the black box together and throw them down the cliff.

Xiao Li leaned against the door and knocked on the wooden door with his knuckles: "Are you still there?"

Samsara:???

——Who are you asking?It's A Gang outside the door. If you can send this black box, it must not be a human. It must be a ghost. How can you make it like greeting an old friend?!

Gang outside the door stopped trying to leave, turned his head and looked at the thin wooden door, without answering.

"It's okay, I just want to ask you, why is Shi Ye? Is it because of luck, or is there something special about him?" Xiao Li leaned against the door, fingers on the door bolt. Touched, "Ah, if I said that I actually lost something, would you also give me a black box? How about giving me one for free?"

Zhu Yiting's gaze jumped repeatedly across the black box in the middle of the room and the black-haired boy behind the door. Hearing Xiao Li's words, he suddenly wanted to growl: "What are you missing, are you ethical?!"

On the other side of the door, A Gang’s face was hidden in the shadows. As a resurrected corpse, it didn’t have any expressions, but there was a hint of confusion in the black pupils that revealed the viciousness—maybe too much. People who are reluctant to ask for the black box have never encountered anyone who would ask themselves to ask for this black box...

At this moment, it seemed to be an old sleigh sending out Christmas gifts, not a ghost who came here to kill.

Xiao Li waited for a while, and saw that the ghost outside the door did not move, and continued: "It seems that you are out of stock, then this black box is the one in the opening CG-can you answer one of my questions? ? Does it bring death, or does death bring it?"

Ah Gang stood there for a while as if standing outside the door. In the dense dark cloud, a meow sounded from a distance, and it walked towards the meow like a dream.

His body was an adult man, and his footsteps were heavy when he walked, so all the samsaras in the room heard the sound of the ghost walking away and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhu Yiting stood on tiptoe and walked around the black box in the middle of the house like a ballet dancer in Little Swan Lake, and approached Xiao Li. He now thinks that the description in the forum post is correct. Sherlock really is a weird thing. The strange thing is that his wonderful work also gives people a slight sense of security. The two are intertwined, and there is a different kind of charm that makes people want to be gay.

He asked tentatively: "Brother Sherlock, Brother Xia, what do you think now? I think, according to the CG of the photo header, I guess there is a ghost in this black box. Open the box. The ghost kills the box opener, and then gets in to find the next target. In this cycle, your thoughts are too complicated. I think ghosts do not have that IQ."

Before Xiao Li could reply, Shi Ye suddenly lost control of his emotions as he listened to their conversation. He clenched his fists, tore off his disguised calmness, slammed his fist against the wall, and smashed a piece of debris: Why is it me, why not you! What did I do to make it look at me! Obviously I went on a safe route!"

When he broke out like this, Zhu Yiting immediately closed his mouth and looked at Shi Ye with a happy look. After he came into this world, he acted like a captain and assigned several tasks at every turn, always in danger. Zhu Yiting had seen him upset for a long time because of the task of being done by others. Now that Shi Yejiang said what was in his heart, he didn't even have the last sympathy in his heart.

Shi Ye vented, his eyes were splitting, his eyes were full of red blood.At that moment, an almost manic mood swept his heart, making him lose all the ability to think.

He didn't know where the courage came from and slammed the door bolt open, and ran outside, "I want to stay away from this box, I can't stay here... I want to leave here...!"

He ran very fast, and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

In the room, Xiao Li crouched down, gently picked up the black box, lifted it up and shook it in his ears, without hearing any sound, it only had the weight of its own shell, and it seemed to have nothing inside.

Zhu Yiting watched his every move, and when he saw Xiao Li making a big move, he subconsciously wanted to stop it: "You can do it anyway, but don't open the box. I'm timid and can't stand the scare. There is a ghost, how wrong you said we should die!"

Yongchun followed him and nodded his head like a rattle.

Xiao Li squeezed the two corners of the small black box that were squashed by climbing the window: "I won't open it until I'm not sure."

Zhu Yiting felt a little relieved, but after thinking about it, he felt that with the thinking of the person in front of him, Sherlock's "sure" might be different from ordinary people-he hesitated to ask: "How sure are you, would you choose to open it? "

"Ten percent." Xiao Li replied casually, holding the black box in his palm.

Zhu Yiting: "Really?"

"Fake." Xiao Li said.

Zhu Yiting: "............ How much is that really?"

He waited for a while, before the other party's answer, Zhu Yiting looked down, and Xiao Li had put the black box upright on the table, looking at it intently-he really didn't want to open it, so the youth A little relieved and inexplicably a little sad, he walked away.

Just as Xiao Li was facing the black box, Xiao Huang said calmly and calmly: [Curious?

Xiao Li picked up the fountain pen on the side and habitually bit the pen and thought: "If death brought it, there should be no danger in opening it."

Xiao Huang Ben: [But you can't see it.

"Oh?"

[As long as you can't disassemble it, can't know its truth, you will always think about it, because you want to know the puzzle inside.The first half of Xiao Huang’s sentence is quite normal, and the second half of the sentence immediately returns to the original. Sometimes you are really jealous. When you think about this, you even think more than me.

[But I am different, I never let these things interfere with my thoughts.

[I just miss you.

[This is unfair, right?You are so good to other people and the stranger who always looks at you with strange eyes. You will answer his questions and sleep in the same bed with him, but you are stingy with me and refuse to live alone with me.I think about when our first kiss will come true every day. I have designed many occasions.

[You were wearing a maid costume to pour me wine in the old castle. You look a bit shy. The color of the red wine lined your wrists so beautifully, and I took the opportunity to hold your wrists and let you fall on my thighs Up, and then pinch your chin to kiss the picture.

[There is also a scene where you are sleeping with your eyes closed, sleeping in the wind, and I secretly kissed you under the flowers and trees, and I couldn't hold back the kiss for a while, and you blushed after you found it.

[Well, in fact, you can also be in desperate situations. You are standing on the edge of a cliff and encountered a huge crisis that is difficult to solve. I fell from the sky like a hero, grabbing you, and kissing you in front of everyone to show affection.Because of fear, you hold my back tightly, and I will hug you tighter.

[But I still like to be at home, in bed, so you will be very relaxed.I can hold your wrist and press you on the bed, I want to kiss you until you are in love.

Xiao Li took a deep breath and almost didn't get choked. He felt like he was being executed in public-he seemed to be reading a small yellow article with himself as the protagonist!Or the kind written by another protagonist himself!

He has been struggling for a long time, and slowly writes his scenes: "For another adjective, you fell from the sky like a perverted beast and fell in front of me, and then I closed you and told you not to daydream. This is the story. The final ending."

Xiao Huang Ben: [...No, you won't do it.

Xiao Li: "I will."

Xiao Huang Ben: [You will not be willing to treat me this way, just as I am not willing to treat you as intensely in reality as in my dream.

Xiao Li didn't really want to ask how fierce it was in his dream.

He put down the pen, and suddenly missed the simple and lovely Xiao Huang when he first met.

After arguing with Xiao Huangben, Xiao Li's original desire to open the black box has also faded a lot. Now he is full of himself and Xiao Huangwen—no, Xiao Huangben has to say The story, unable to think about the puzzle of the black box, he simply put the black box on the table first and chose to fall asleep decisively.

However, the scene described by Xiao Huangben was so powerful that it made Xiao Li think of such a scene before going to bed. It was a little difficult to sleep. He kept hypnotizing himself and made himself forget the description. In the end, Xiao Li turned over and over again. After all the time, I fell asleep successfully.

Time passed by, and this chase room belonging to the Samsaras finally fell into the darkness of complete tranquility.

In the early hours of the morning, there was a loud bang outside the door. Someone broke into the room, and the huge impact even smashed the door open alive-the man almost rushed on. At the table, he picked up the small box like a treasure.

Zhu Yiting slept in the closest place to the table. When he was awakened, he immediately picked up the mobile phone that had been placed by his pillow, and a light shone at the wooden table, showing the appearance of the person, not a ghost, but Shi Ye who had escaped before. .

At this moment, he was already close to a hideous appearance, his face was full of longing, his eyes were dim, he directly stretched out his hand and tore open the black box wildly: "I lost it, I lost it, I will find it... "

Before Shi Ye left the house under the control of that unknown impulse, he gradually calmed down when he was blown by the cold wind outside.He didn’t know how those people would treat the black box. Shi Ye firmly believed that there were ghosts in the box. He didn’t worry that other people would harm him when opening the box. He even hoped that they could open the box so that they would all Killed by a ghost.

Shi Ye originally wanted to find the village chief over there for the night, but when he was walking on the night road, he suddenly felt a feeling of forgetting something in his heart.

It was an indescribable feeling, like he knew he had lost something, but he had forgotten what he had lost, but he just knew that he had something missing.

That feeling became more and more obvious, and even made Shi Ye feel restless. In the end, he didn't know if he was thinking anymore, and he was full of thinking about what he had thrown away—getting the black box back. , Get back your own things!

The noise he made was so loud that the reincarnations have woken up one after another, and some have taken out their own props and took the hell pill.

After Shi Ye opened the black box, his whole person was suddenly fixed in place. Shi Ye covered his chest, with a look on his face mixed with sudden realization and regret. He fell down and hit the cement with the back of his head. There was a loud noise: "I..."

Before he could finish saying this sentence, Shi Ye stopped breathing and lay straight on the ground.

"He's dead?!" Zhu Yiting jumped off the bed.

At this time, Xiao Li was standing beside Shi Ye silently. He seemed to be about to lower his head to examine Shi Ye's corpse. Zhu Yiting also followed him to look there, but the corpse suddenly opened his eyes. !He stretched out his hand indiscriminately upward, trying to grab something and accompany it--

Xiao Li hadn't reacted much yet, but Zhu Yiting staggered and was caught by the trouser leg.

Just when Zhu Yiting was about to fall into the hands of the ghost, a small doll crawled out of Xiao Li's pocket, Tan Li transformed into a girl's form, she stretched out one arm, and slowly climbed up towards Xiao. The ghost coming from Li stopped in place.

Zhu Yiting finally managed to escape, he didn't care about being embarrassed, and got up on the ground.

The young man didn't know where the girl came from, and just wanted to thank her, but suddenly noticed the pale face of the other person, the godless pupils, and the cold feeling brought by the whole-what a female ghost!

Someone saved him, and it was a girl who saved him. These two things that can bring him joy overlap each other. This double joy brings more joy. Originally, he should have doubled the joy, but , Why did it become like this...

Zhu Yiting stayed in place, watching the female ghost shrunk back into a doll, and hung it back into the black-haired boy's pocket, while Xiao Li even rubbed her cheek with her index finger to show encouragement. The two were happy. He suddenly became even more confused.

——What is the relationship between Sherlock and the female ghost?!No wonder he likes ghosts so much, is it...

#My inflatable doll is female ghost#

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Hey, I didn't expect you to be such a Sherlock!

Zhu Yiting's mind was suddenly filled with all kinds of imagination.