I Wasn't Born Lucky

Zheng Yi looked at Xiao Li with an expression mixed with sadness and pain.

Xiao Li was stunned by the stare, and he asked hesitantly again: "...What's wrong?"

Zheng Yi raised his hand and scratched his hair, and looked away: "Then have you figured out what we will call you in the future?"

...Why is it becoming more and more like a bad situation?What can I call it?

Xiao Li: "You guys can call me whatever you want."

Zheng Yi: "Oh...then I'll call you Sherlock, I'm used to it."

He still has some psychological barriers to the name "Moriarty". It feels like he has hated someone for so long, only to find that he is actually the person he admires the most.

Xiao Li nodded casually.

Tan Li had already left Xiao Li's pocket. She hung it on the window sill where the hydrangeas were placed, squatted inside, and put the doll's face deeply into the flowers, admiring them to her heart's content.

Xiao Li was sitting on the sofa in the middle, and Zheng Yi was sitting on the left. When he looked at Xiao Li, he would involuntarily glance at the ancient painting hanging on the wall of the living room.

Compared with the appearance in the future paradise, this ancient painting has changed again.

Xiu Ji was sitting under the big tree, and the members of the referee who came to Xiao Li's house before that time appeared again, lying on their stomachs with their heads down.

The stick figure added by Xiao Li is shaking his scribbled head with interest, chasing a hand in front of him in the painting.

The hand that was brought out of the ghost painting was facing down with five fingers, and raised itself up, using its fingers as legs, trying to escape outwards.

Zheng Yi felt like he had witnessed a certain absurd sketch: "..."

He cleared his throat: "She brought back the ghost hand?"

Xiao Li followed Zheng Yi's gaze: "Yes."

Zheng Yi complained feebly: "Don't bring everything back, you."

Xiao Li: "She likes it, let her do whatever she wants."

He doesn't care much about these ghosts who follow him, they can do whatever they like, and regard this place as their home.

The little black cat briskly jumped onto the sofa, raised its hind legs and scratched itself at the back of its ears, then bent its little feet and legs into a ball and stopped moving.

Seeing that there was no call on the mobile phone, Zhou Ying opened the world of pesticides again and started to match the next round; the eternal soul umbrella that was automatically retracted at the end of the world was placed on the table at the entrance like an ordinary umbrella; Xiao Huang Ben Then the whole book was put together and spread out on the coffee table.

This house is not big, and it is far worse than the luxurious Xiao's villa, but it is full of a kind of warmth that can be called weird.

——It also gave Zheng Yi a strange sense of security.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the little black cat's head, just about to say something to catch up with Xiao Li, when he suddenly raised his head: "I almost forgot!"

Xiao Li was half spread out on the sofa like a salted fish:?

Zheng Yi took out a beautiful invitation letter from his pocket: "My birthday is next Sunday, come?"

Inquiring about Xiao Li's identity can actually be done over the phone. Zheng Yihui came here in such a hurry. Apart from being really excited and wanting to confront him face to face, he also wanted to send Xiao Li a birthday invitation.

Zheng Yi didn't want to make a fuss at first, but his mother forced him to, and in the end he had to agree to invite only a few of Zheng Yi's best classmates.

Xiao Li didn't answer at first: "I don't like this kind of occasion."

"I know, I just want to give it a try," Zheng Yi grinned and rubbed over, "Don't you really think about it? I promised to treat you to top-quality coffee in Future Paradise."

Xiao Li is currently the person he most wants to celebrate his birthday with.

Xiao Li glanced at him, and reluctantly peeled off the birthday invitation: "...OK."

Just like going out for a stroll.

Apart from the world of reincarnation and school, he hasn't gone out for a long time.

Seeing this, Zheng Yi immediately beamed with joy: "See you next Sunday."

Xiao Li put the birthday invitation letter on the table casually, then turned it back and continued to lie on the corpse.

The little black cat was almost crushed by him, purring and pushed it away, putting the cat's head on Xiao Li's hand.

Time flies, and after going to school for a few days, it will soon be "next Sunday" in Zheng Yi's mouth.

Zheng Yi's birthday party was held in a famous villa area, surrounded by mountains, with beautiful scenery, and each family was a detached villa with its own swimming pool.

Xiao Li didn't dress up much, just put on a shirt from the closet and wandered over.

When he passed, Zheng Yi had been waiting at the door for a long time.

Different from Xiao Li, Zheng Yi can be said to be well-dressed, wearing a white suit with a flower on his chest flamboyantly, waiting for Xiao Li proudly.

His mother stood behind him in a well-fitting dress, waiting with him for the honored guest that Zheng Yi was talking about.

The owners of the Zheng family were all at the door, and the other guests were embarrassed to stay in the villa, so some also took the opportunity to say hello and stayed at the door, wanting to see who could make Zheng Yi so enthusiastic.

When Xiao Li's figure just appeared in sight, Zheng Yi ran up incessantly: "You are here."

"I... am late?" Seeing this, Xiao Li glanced at his watch.

It's not too late, it's 10 minutes too early.

"No, no," Zheng Yi patted him on the shoulder affectionately, "It's very early, it's like three autumns since I don't see you every day."

Xiao Li: "..."

Mrs. Zheng walked slowly from behind Zheng Yi, and she touched her son's head: "Ah Yi keeps telling me about you, how much you take care of him, how much he likes you, today is considered seeing you Yes, it really is a talent."

Xiao Li pursed her lips.

He didn't speak, but Zheng Yi noticed that he looked at his mother twice more.

Mrs. Zheng: "Since you're here, I won't disturb your young people's gathering. I'll go first."

Before leaving, she ruffles her son's hair lovingly.

Xiao Li paused for a moment, lowered his head as if to cover up, and then said goodbye to Mrs. Zheng with a "huh".

Mrs. Zheng got into the black car at the entrance of the villa and left the villa.

Zheng Yi immediately became lively, and he walked into the villa holding Xiao Li's arm: "Come, come, the coffee for you is ready, it is purely hand-polished, and I specially invited someone from abroad to make it."

His shirt was not buttoned to the top, and it was turned outward, exposing the boy's collarbone. He was slender and looked very unapproachable, but very attractive.

After a while, Zheng Yi's childhood friend came over: "Zheng Yi, this is? Do you want to introduce?"

Zheng Yi observed Xiao Li's face and found that the other party didn't have any impatient reaction, so he said: "This is my current classmate, Xiao Li, who is my best friend. Xiao Li, this is my former kindergarten classmate , called Musi."

Mu Si was waiting to have a few more words with Xiao Li, when Zheng Yi dragged Xiao Li to the bar in the living room.

Then Zheng Yi brought over a cup of coffee and placed it in front of Xiao Li.

Needless to say, the strong aroma of coffee fills the air.

Xiao Li picked up the coffee and took a sip. It is indeed different from the simple instant coffee outside, and the taste is much more mellow, but Xiao Li usually doesn't like coffee very much, he doesn't like this kind of drink.

But looking at Zheng Yi's expectant eyes, he still praised: "Not bad."

Zheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't drink coffee like Xiao Li, but sneaked around behind the bar and took out a case of foreign wine from the cabinet.

Zheng Yi moved the box of foreign wine to the projector in the living room, took out three or five bottles from it, and put them on the floor: "Xiao Li, are you coming?"

There is no reincarnation among his friends, so it is too strange to be called "Sherlock", so Zheng Yi used his real name.

Zheng Yi originally thought that Xiao Li would not join this kind of game. He thought that the other party's usual style would be to sit by the side and laugh at the calm, but unexpectedly, Xiao Li actually agreed. Longlegs took a seat nearby.

"Come, come, how can it be called a birthday if you don't drink?" Mu Si also surrounded her.

"Just drinking is boring. You haven't even invited a few female classmates over."

"Let's play a game? Drink if you lose?"

Zheng Yi didn't invite many people, most of them were teenagers of the same age, and when he saw this, he immediately started booing.

"What game? Truth or Dare?"

"Would it be a bit vulgar? How about some excitement?"

"Forget it," Zheng Yi, as the protagonist, made the final decision, "If you don't play exciting games, that's fine. Don't be too tricky. Let me tell you, you don't need to take big risks, just drink when you lose. I got this from my mother without telling it. Good things, don't waste them."

"Turn the bottle, and the person pointed at by the mouth of the bottle can ask the person facing the bottom of the bottle a question. If they don't want to answer, they have to drink."

The crowd formed a circle, with wine bottles in twos and threes in the middle. Zheng Yi took a bottle of wine, placed it sideways, and then twisted it hard in the middle of the bottle. The bottle turned around, and finally the bottle pointed at a certain young Fatty, the bottom of the bottle is facing Musi.

"Fuck," the little fat man slapped his thigh, he is Zheng Yi's cousin, his stomach is full of water, his eyes rolled, "It's a good start, I'll save you some face, I ask you to be more reserved."

Mu Si let out a "huh": "A dog can't spit out ivory, so what good questions can you ask?"

The little fat man went straight to the point: "Did you give your first kiss to your ex-girlfriend or your current girlfriend?"

Musi looked around, but he didn't bring his girlfriend: "...Ex-girlfriend, don't tell Qianqian, she will kill me."

The little fat man sneered, and turned the wine bottle again. The next time, the mouth of the bottle stopped on another handsome young man, and the bottom of the bottle faced Zheng Yi.

"Birthday, let me ask you, what is the most emotional thing that has caused you to fluctuate recently?" the young man said.

Zheng Yi glanced at Xiao Li, and quickly finished speaking in one breath: "The person I admire and the person I've been hating are actually the same person. He is another vest in the mouth of the person I've been spraying."

The young man was stunned by this complicated relationship: "...Hey, do you guys play like this?"

He presumptuously used his dirty thoughts to add to Zheng Yi's words, thinking of some strange role-playing.

"Hurry up, the next person." Zheng Yi waved his hand angrily.

The young man shrugged and turned the bottle again. This time, by coincidence, the bottom of the bottle was facing Xiao Li, while the mouth of the bottle was facing Mu Si.

Mu Si is gearing up: "New friend, I haven't met you before, so I just ask the simplest question, do you have a date?"

Zheng Yi: "What are you doing? Do you want to ask who is the object of your next sentence? Are you so lenient?"

Mu Si asked inexplicably: "What are you doing? You're hiding it. Could it be that you are his object?"

Zheng Yi: "..."

Don't dare, dare not.

For Xiao Li, this question is actually easy to answer, obviously no.

But he didn't know why, but he remembered the way that person stood in front of him in the future paradise.

Xiao Li tilted his head, picked out a bottle from the pile of wine bottles, uncapped the bottle, and poured it into his mouth.

Zheng Yi's family is rich, this bottle of wine is also good wine, it is not considered strong wine, but it is still somewhat strong, and the alcohol is relatively strong for people who do not like to drink.

Xiao Li didn't drink often, so he took a lot of effort to swallow it, and controlled himself not to cough on the spot. He looked at the wine bottle in his hand, and took another sip.

"Looks like there's an article..." Mu Si said, "Next time I'll ask you who your partner is."

"Go on," Zheng Yi rolled his eyes at him, "Look at the way you gossip."

"…………"

They played a few more rounds, but they didn't turn to Xiao Li these few times. He sat on the side and looked at them with his chin propped up.

That wave of people had a great time, and on average everyone drank at least half a bottle.

Until Zheng Yi pushed his shoulder: "Xiao Li? Are you okay? Are you drunk?"

"It should be." Xiao Li measured the temperature of his cheeks with the back of his hand. The wine was getting on his face quickly, and his consciousness was half awake and half fuzzy. "I have to go back."

Zheng Yi felt that he was also a little drunk, so he propped Xiao Li up: "I'll ask the driver to take you back? Or don't go back at all, and sleep at my house. I have many guest rooms."

Xiao Li shook his head, he was a little unsteady, feeling the world was spinning: "I don't like sleeping outside."

"...I don't need you to send it, I can go back by myself." He continued.

"Look at you like this, how can you go back by yourself? If you call for a car, I'm afraid that someone will throw you on the ground before you."

Xiao Li thought for a while with his chaotic consciousness, just give him a car, and he can ask Tan Li to drive him... It's not like she hasn't driven before.

or……

Or who else?No one will come to pick him up.

Others might have parents, but he didn't.

A trace of tiredness appeared on Xiao Li's face, and he wiped away the emotion in his eyes, his slender eyelashes drooped down: "Just let me stay for a while..."

"—Leave it to me, and I will take him home."

Before the young man could finish his sentence, a hug took him from Zheng Yi's hand and held him in his arms. The young man's voice rang in his ears.