I'm not unlucky at all

Regarding the car accident, Song Xing, as a witness, accompanied Tang Xiaochuan to the police station to take notes, only to learn that his driver had recently suffered from insomnia, perhaps because he had taken too many sleeping pills, and he fell asleep while driving during the day and had hallucinations. caused the car accident.

"It turns out that I was accidentally injured by your driver and died."

Song Xing had a lollipop bought from a small newsstand by the roadside in his mouth. It cost [-] cents a piece. It was full of cyclamate and coloring, and his throat was not healthy.

He talks about life and death, but his expression is very calm, occasionally looking up at the birds flying by the sky, there will be some nostalgia in his eyes.

Tang Xiaochuan stood beside him, wanting to hug him, but he restrained himself and only sighed, "I'm dead too."

Song Xing turned her head to look at him, her tone was relaxed, "Then we are even?"

Tang Xiaochuan rubbed his nose, he was obviously a big man in a suit and leather shoes, but no matter how he looked, his limbs were a little stiff.

Song Xing's memories were all recovered, except for the strong emotion towards the man in front of him before, the rest of his rationality gradually returned. He thought about his inexplicable amnesia in the last world, and pressed a lot of words to ask the man to clarify.

"Ah-"

Two cans of Tsingtao beer bought from a convenience store were opened, and Tang Xiaochuan handed Song Xing a can, and he was mostly depressed in one breath.

Song Xing hugged the beer in her hand, took a sip and said, "Actually, it's not quite what it feels like. You...were not so good at it before."

Tang Xiaochuan messed up the hair on his head, let some hair hang down on his cheeks, leaned his elbows on the railing and said, "At the beginning, I didn't even remember who I was. During the years when I was Song Wenlu, I felt that I was A wealthy young master, of course, has more problems."

Song Xing thought about the introduction on his business card, lowered his eyes and said, "Aren't you the same now?"

"That's different." Tang Xiaochuan widened his eyebrows. After finishing the beer, he squeezed the outer shell flat with his palm, watched the sanitation worker passing by, and threw the bottle in skillfully, and said coolly, "The rich second generation and There is still a big difference between the rich generation, you didn't notice when I was in the slums."

There was a smile in Song Xing's eyes, "Then in the next few worlds, did you remember who you are again?"

Tang Xiaochuan's face froze, his fingertips tapped on the rusty railing, his eyes fell on Song Xing, and he said helplessly, "Probably at the end of the second world, on the last day, I came out of Shen Wang's body. I came out and stayed with you for a whole day, and finally I suddenly remembered."

Song Xing lowered her eyes, "You were by my side that day?"

"How could I be willing to leave first?"

Tang Xiaochuan took out the iron box in his pocket, knocked out a cigarette and lit it, a puff of smoke came out from his nostrils, blurring his expression.

Song Xing said, "After smoking this one, quit smoking in the future, it's not good for your health."

Tang Xiaochuan froze for a moment, and said yes.

"Actually, in the first two worlds, I can feel that my soul is getting stronger day by day. In the third world, although most of my memories are still erased, I still vaguely remember your previous two lives. As for the third world... Four worlds..."

Speaking of this, Tang Xiaochuan's expression changed a little, and his voice lowered.

"I made a bet with your system."

Song Xing asked, "What did you bet on?"

"If you and I don't have realistic memories, then can the mission be successful?" Tang Xiaochuan suddenly curled his lips slightly, and looked at Song Xing, "It turns out that I won."

Song Xing said, "Is this bet that brought us back here early?"

Tang Xiaochuan said yes.

Ask him if there is anything else he can't figure out.

Song Xing shook his head, looked up at the sky, "I'm going home."

Tang Xiaochuan touched the money and documents in his trouser pocket, "Where is your home, I will take you back."

Song Xing said, "Aren't you busy?"

Tang Xiaochuan sighed, and said with some regret, "I do have some things to deal with these two days."

After Song Xing finished drinking the beer in his hand, he didn't throw away the bottle, but said softly, "You should be able to get my address easily, when you finish your work..."

"I'll go find you." Tang Xiaochuan said ahead of him, the fine hair on his forehead blocked his expression, but he heard himself suddenly laughing and said, "I don't know why, I always feel that you will disappear... 克克, I really want to lock you up in one place, with nowhere to go."

Song Xing said to him, "Don't have paranoia in broad daylight. Tang Xiaochuan, if you imprison me one day, then we must have been buried in the ground and fell asleep."

"Hmm." Tang Xiaochuan bent down and smiled against his forehead, "That's really good."

In the end, the interview was blown.

After separating from Tang Xiaochuan, Song Xing returned to her home.

In fact, it can't be called home, but it is indeed the house where he has lived in this city for almost four years.

The house is rented, facing south, and the location is good, but it is a bit old. The neighbors around the house are elderly old men and women. The environment is good and it is very suitable for retirement.

Before the accident happened, Song Xing had been thinking about buying this house when he saved enough money.

"Xiao Song is back? What have you been up to lately? Aunt Li and the others were still talking about you a while ago, saying that her family has a little niece who just graduated from a nursing college. The Jinnian girl worked hard and was admitted to our community hospital. The job is stable and there is nothing special at home, so I just wanted to talk to you two." The old lady in a big flower skirt stopped him in the corridor with a basket of vegetables and said.

"Aunt Zhao." Song Xing looked at the other party, her expression unchanged, and helped her bring the vegetable basket over, walked to the fourth floor and stopped, and said with a embarrassed smile, "Didn't you just go to the interview today? I haven't had the interview yet .”

Aunt Zhao said regretfully, "Last time, the job was dirty again? Hey, the employment of college students is sluggish now, and most of those small companies are unreliable. Xiao Song, do you want to test the establishment of the second half of the year? Auntie heard that we The district said it wanted to recruit community grid members, and everyone said it would be great, so you should try it too."

Song Xing smiled and said yes, "Then aunt, you are busy with your work, I will go upstairs first."

"Really," Song Xing took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole, and suddenly smiled and murmured, "Life."

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Song Xing did a dust sweep at home, looked through the records on the Internet and started looking for a new job.

He still has some deposits, but some of them have to be sent to his father who lives in his hometown on a regular basis. Fortunately, his expenses are not large.

030 has been relying on Song Xing for life and death, refusing to find the next host to do the task, and even pretending that he wants to accompany Song Xing on vacation in his world.

However, with the help of 030, Song Xing's job hunting efficiency has improved a lot, and 030 can help him filter out some of the content he needs most at once.

In the early morning of the third day, Song Xing took down the laundry yesterday from the balcony, and suddenly heard the roar of a row of cars passing by downstairs.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the buzzing and vibrating sound of his mobile phone on the sofa in the living room.

The caller ID is a local unknown number.

"Hello?" Song Xing picked it up.

The man's high-spirited voice came from the receiver, "Open the window on your balcony, and you should be able to see me."

Song Xing frowned and said, "Tang Xiaochuan, what are you doing?"

"There is still a confession missing." Tang Xiaochuan said with a low smile, "... a confession that will allow us to be together in a fair manner."

Song Xing opened her eyes wide, walked back to the balcony and opened the window, looking at the convoys with pink hearts hanging outside, she couldn't help saying, "Are you crazy?"

Tang Xiaochuan "ah" and clicked his fingers.

"Hi sister-in-law!" Rows of elite men in suits and leather shoes got out of the car and shouted upstairs in unison.

"Fuck you and live a normal life." Song Xing almost gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.

He just felt that the veins in his head were popping out one by one, and he was suddenly full of great uncertainty about his future life.

"That bastard." Suddenly, 030 opened his mouth guiltily in his mind, stumbling, "I forgot to tell you before, according to the selection criteria of Destiny's Child, Tang Xiaochuan is actually the Destiny's Child of this world, so ..."

It is impossible to live a peaceful and realistic life.

calm?

It is impossible to be peaceful in this life.