I Wasn't Born Lucky

This time, to some extent, it was Xiao Li who took the initiative.

The young man's lips were soft and warm, and at the moment when the two sides touched, Shen Mizhi could not help using his strength.

Perhaps it was the relationship that had been endured for many days and finally failed. This time, Shen Mizhi's kiss was more like biting, as if he wanted to tear the other party apart alive and bite them into pieces.

The smell of wine permeated the lips and teeth, mixed with a little bloody smell.

Xiao Li was not very happy. He pulled Shen Mizhi down because the kiss on the forehead was comfortable, but he didn't expect the other party to be so rough now, and his lips hurt a lot.

He didn't want to be held still, so he stretched out his hand and tried to push away the young man in front of him, but Shen Mizhi's hand remained motionless as if struck by iron.

Xiao Li frowned, he squeezed out a few sobs from his throat, Shen Mizhi didn't let go until he was about to faint from the lack of air.

The young man took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to cover Xiao Li's misty eyes: "...I don't want to say sorry for what happened to me, you made me wait too long, baby."

Xiao Li stretched out a hand to hold his wrist, trying to move away the palm that blocked his sight, but Shen Mizhi refused to let go like this, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, and controlled the part of his heart that was about to be crushed. The released beast gently kissed the other person's neck: "I will be gentle, you like this, right? If you like such a person, I will always... keep going on like this."

He continued lightly: "but will this really work? Baby, can you tell me, will you like me? "

Xiao Li was soothed by such a gentle movement, maybe because he didn't feel uncomfortable anymore, he also put down his hand.

Shen Mizhi continued: "Even if it's not the current me, what about the previous me?"

"As a mission book, when I flatter you, will you also like it a little bit?"

Jiu Jin turned it up bit by bit, Xiao Li only heard the words "task book", so he thought about the little yellow book, and spit out a word: "...cute."

"Huh?" Shen Mizhi slowly retracted his hands, brushing his cold fingers across the face in front of him, "You thought I was cute back then?"

The young man laughed, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and then asked: "What about me? The me now, the me who is a deep mirage?"

Shen mirage.

Xiao Li thought for more than a moment this time.

After a long time, maybe he felt tired, or couldn't pick out suitable words from the language library, so he closed his eyes tiredly and lay down on the bed.

Shen Mizhi's movements paused, he ground his back molars, and wanted to shake him awake to answer his own question, but seeing the other's tired face, he couldn't bear it.

The young man sighed silently, pulled aside the folded quilt, and covered Xiao Li.

When Shen Yanzhi wanted to get up and change positions, and hugged Xiao Li in his arms, he found that the other party was holding his hand. He tried to pull it, but it didn't work.

Xiao Li fell asleep holding his hand.

Shen Mizhi's eyes were fixed on the hands they were clasping, he held each other's hand tightly, and sat down on the edge of the bed in this position.

The next day, the afternoon sun shines into the room through the curtains, giving the world a halo.

The wine was quite strong, Xiao Li's consciousness had just come back, and before he opened his eyes, he felt a faint tingling in his temple.

He raised his hands to massage his temples, feeling exhausted all over his body, as if he ran 800 meters yesterday.

...Is this what it feels like to be drunk?

In fact, he only drank less than half a bottle.

After a long time, when the neuralgia eased a little, Xiao Li opened his eyes and rolled off the bed.

He was still wearing yesterday's clothes, but someone put a quilt on him.

Xiao Li tried to sort out the memories in his mind, but it was frozen in the villa of Zheng Yi's family - he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside, and wanted to ask Zheng Yi, but found a message from Shen Mizhi message.

Shen Mizhi: 【Are you awake?There is hangover soup on the table, don't drink too much. 】

Was it... Shen Mizhi who sent him back?

Xiao Li pressed the phone, held the toothbrush in his mouth and asked: 【You sent me back yesterday?How do you know I'm with Zheng Yi? 】

Sure enough... don't remember.

Shen Mizhi paused for a moment, he didn't know whether to be thankful or regretful that Xiao Li didn't remember what happened yesterday, so he found a random reason: 【...Zheng Yi asked me to go there. 】

[Remember to drink soup. 】

Xiao Li sent a "thank you" emoji, responded with a good voice, and then exited Shen Mizhi's dialog box.

He clicked on Zheng Yi's message again, and edited a message, but he suspected that the other party must not have woken up, so he deleted it after thinking about it.

After finishing the simple grooming, Xiao Li put on the nightgown on the hanger, and opened the bedroom door.

Maybe it was a little guilty to let Shen Mizhi in with his own paws. The little black cat was guarding the door of the bedroom last night, and now it has slept into a pool of cat cakes. It was startled by the sound of the door opening suddenly approaching.

It arched its back and rolled out in a da-da da, only to avoid being stepped on its tail as if it were a rug.

Little black cat: "Meh."

Xiao Li took two steps forward, bent down to pick up the little black cat, rubbed its pointed ears, and placed it on the sofa.

On the dining table next to the sofa, there was a pot of hangover soup. Xiao Li lifted the lid and found that it was still steaming, and it seemed that it had just been cooked.

So... Shen Mizhi just left?He stayed here all night?

Xiao Li picked up the spoon and filled a bowl for himself.

The soup tastes sour and sweet, and it is particularly refreshing. I don't know what Shen Mizhi put in, but it tastes a bit like a weakened version of sour plum soup.

Xiao Li lowered his head, took a sip, and squinted his eyes to look at the window.

The sun was just right, and the hydrangeas in the window were in full bloom under the care of Tan Li, as if they contained a colorful world.

…………

After a weekend, it soon became a weekday.

After going through dungeons one by one, going to school has become like a world away. People always miss what they have lost, so even if Zheng Yi was drunk that day, he still hadn't recovered from the day of school, and he still insisted. Ended up going to school.

Xiao Li also went naturally. He wanted to ask Shen Mizhi face to face, but Shen Mizhi didn't come.

Zheng Yi saw that he would look at the empty seat beside him from time to time, so he moved the stool over when the teacher in front was not paying attention: "Shen Mizhi, he didn't come?"

This is really strange, last time, Shen Mizhi almost wanted to cling to Xiao Li all day long and refused to let go.

Xiao Li nodded casually, spread out the math textbook in front of him, and drew a wavy line on the podium where the teacher said the key points.

Zheng Yi asked in surprise, "Are you studying?"

Xiao Li: "...Is there anything about my studies that should surprise you?"

Zheng Yi: "No, I just feel that a boss like you shouldn't learn, and shouldn't have the needs of ordinary people. You should master it directly, and airborne first."

Xiao Li: "..."

Although he usually likes to play and has "previewed" his usual homework, sometimes he still listens to the class carefully.

Zheng Yi was a little restless listening to the lecture. He was quiet for a while, and then began to harass Xiao Li again: "How did you go back that day? Did you feel uncomfortable? I think that although the alcohol is not high, it is still very strong. I feel a little nauseous now, I've been drinking porridge for a few days."

Xiao Li was staring at the teacher's Mediterranean hair behind the podium in a daze: "Drink some hangover soup."

"That stuff? I never drink it," Zheng Yi muttered, "It's really bad. My chef makes it spicy. Can you believe it? I said to put less spicy, but it turned out too sour. I don't Pregnant, who can drink it?"

Xiao Li interrupted him suddenly: "Zheng Yi."

"Well?"

He took out an exercise book and patted the other person's face: "Listen to the class carefully."

Zheng Yi picked up the exercise book that was slowly sliding down his face, turned around obediently, put the exercise book on the desk, and quietly spread out his homework book in it, and started to brush up. Reincarnation Forum.

It has been several days since Xiao Li lost his horse, but it is still an evergreen tree that is a hot topic on the forum, and it has spread from the reincarnation in China to the whole world. Even the members who once teamed up with Xiao Li's three vests, For example, Ye Lingshi, Shimizu, Park Soojin and others couldn't help replying to a few hot topics.

Zheng Yi casually clicked on a post floating on the homepage: [Ham, I’m tired of seeing human posts recently. From another angle, let me simulate for you what it would be like if the ghost world also had a forum, the ghost world must have been turned upside down. 】

[Little Ghost: Damn, is it true or not?Sherlock, Moriarty, and Hercule are one person? ! 】

[It turns out that the three demons who abused us, ravaged us, and bullied us are all in the same vest! 】

[For no reason, a picture suddenly appeared in my mind: a certain miserable ghost was accusing Sherlock of his crimes, and the big guy next to him moved his ears and walked past as if nothing had happened. 】

【What does your scolding Sherlock have to do with me, Moriarty? 】

[Then another ghost joined the first accusation meeting, it was Moriarty's victim, it recognized the big boss at the side, and angrily accused: "It's you!"]

[At this time, the boss smiled slightly, and took off the mask on his face. Under the mask was Hercule: "Little friend, you misidentified the person."]

[Old mille-feuille. 】

【You thought I was Moriarty, but I was actually Hercule. 】

[Little question mark, do you have many friends. 】

[It looks so miserable from the perspective of ghosts, but it looks so interesting from the perspective of us humans. 】

[The landlord, hurry up, GKD, GKD. 】

[Suddenly jumped into the building, there are pictures and evidence, Sherlock is actually a foreigner!You see his full name: Sherlock Moriarty Hercule. 】

[Upstairs, in case someone's surname is Xia, what about the long string after the name? 】

[Chinese culture is really broad and profound...]

[The big brothers upstairs have deviated from the topic, let's continue. 】

【Lili: Heh, man, I can't believe what you say. 】