I Wasn’t Born Lucky

The sorrowfulness is given to Shen Zhizhi, but Xiao Li does not want to take it directly.

He waved his hand: "...not so good? Or forget it."

After watching him for a while, Shen Yanzhi said slowly: "It doesn't matter."

"...also works." Xiao Li thought about it. Anyway, this room is far from the strange room 909, which is not there. It is also the most dangerous. He changed the room with Shen Yu, but it can make the other person safe. "That I Change with you, my room is 906."

Xiao Li reached out and handed the room card he had just received from the front desk to the other party.

I want to say something, but I didn’t say it. I hesitated before I reached out. He was able to feel that when the house card was handed over, the boy's fingers rubbed his palms and brought a touch of sensation.

The touch was so beautiful that the young man wanted to hold on to each other, but as soon as the thought was reflected in his brain, he had already recovered his hand like an electric shock.

——He can express himself directly and steadily in the dream, or in the copy in the language, but he does not dare to touch the other party as easily as in reality.

Because once the other party shows a little bit of dislike to him, he will never be able to recover.

He will also be afraid.

So... this is fine for the time being.

Being too close may make him lose control.

There is nothing wrong with patience, at least Xiao Li has not declared hate him, or has no feeling for him.

He stayed with Xiao Li for so long in the capacity of indulging. He wanted to tell the other person directly many times. He wanted to move directly to the other side next door, but he never acted, but maintained a near-near. The distance is also because of this.

Ye Zeqing stood next to Xiao Li. He didn't know Shen Yuzhi, so he didn't interject, but they saw that they had successfully exchanged rooms. He arched Xiao Li with his shoulders and said, "Are you happy now?"

When he said this sentence, he suddenly noticed a gaze - the young man standing opposite them looked at him and glanced at him.

The incomprehensible five senses are extremely handsome and look like young people who came out of the oil paintings, but his eyes on Ye Zeqing’s eyes are full of incomparable monks. Ye Zeqing only felt that his throat was stunned by something. It was a kind of high-dimensional suppression of low-dimensional creatures, making him more and more difficult to breathe.

Shen Zhizhi realized this, and he quickly lowered his eyes and gathered his emotions. He clenched the card from Xiao Li’s hand, and it seemed to still have the other person’s body temperature and said softly: “Then I will go first.”

"Yes, this thank you." Xiao Li lounged and waved his hand, swiped the room with the indulgent room card and walked in.

When he turned around, he walked straight into the elevator, and the young and straight back was invisible from the back.

When the elevator door is closed, the dim light shines on the top of his head.

The young man’s twilight changed. Before the elevator door opened again, he slowly lifted the hand that had been touched by the other party and gently touched it with his lips.

There is an unbearable gentleness in the movement.

...just like kissing each other's fingers.

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On the other side, Xiao Li looked at room 908. This room is very large and luxurious. It has a double bed, a luxurious bathtub, a thick carpet, a crystal chandelier on the top, and a fruit plate on the table with apple bananas. Wait for fresh fruit.

There is a card on the fruit plate: [Welcome to the Cavill Hotel, distinguished guest, this is the fruit plate presented to you. 】

Xiao Li sat down on the sofa.

Ye Zeqing stood at the door, his pace was slow, and looked at Xiao Li: "Is that person a friend?"

Xiao Li: "That's right."

"He... looks dangerous." Ye Zeqing stunned for a long time and took out such a sentence.

It is not good for him to directly say that Shen Yanzhi used his eyes to kill him. This is tantamount to acknowledging that he is afraid of it. He is even more sad than killing Ye Zeqing.

Xiao Li walked to the wall and he replied carelessly: "Sometimes, he can use special props to intervene in the copy, no matter what he is here, he is a top senior."

Ye Zeqing saw his appearance, and thought about the gentle and gentle look of Shen Li, and finally scratched his head: "You should be careful anyway."

Xiao Li nodded in a perfunctory position. He was not very sensitive to this aspect of the relationship. In other words, he was rather slow and did not put it in his heart. Instead, he extended his finger and knocked on the wall near the side of the 909 to test the sound insulation.

Ye Zeqing went out. He went back to his room and took a break. Then he found the rest of the reincarnation. When he found him and others, he was in the hotel front desk to inquire about the news. When he saw Ye Zeqing, he was far away. He rushed to him silently, and then they came together to find Xiao Li to discuss the next action.

A group of them walked on the corridor of the hotel on the ninth floor, just looking at the wall at the end of the corridor, and the head of Ye Zeqing slowed down. This time, after Xiao Li’s 908 room, more Out of a room.

The light on the top of the head is not as bright as before, as if it had cast a hint of gloom on the corridor.

Room 909 is closed, and no one knows what will be in this room where there is an urban whisper.

Reiko whispered in English: "Would you like to go in?"

Hull looked at the door hesitantly and looked straight: "Yes, wait a second..."

Ye Zeqing came to the door of Room 908 and knocked on the door.

Xiao Li quickly opened his voice. He was eating a banana in a fruit bowl and asked Ye Zeqing: "What?"

Ye Zeqing stretched his finger to the side and went straight into the room: "The room, the room that didn't exist, I didn't feel the ghost from inside."

Xiao Li suddenly came to the spirit. He went out from the room and looked at the end of the corridor.

Just as he was going to go straight in and open the door, he screamed at him: "Wait."

Xiao Li: "Well?"

"I don't think it's a good time for rash action." Qing Qing clears up the scorpion and analyzes, "Although the task clearly requires us to enter this room, before we go in, we can prepare for the first step, such as Find the anchor in the title cg and ask him about it."

"I just went to the front desk and the waiter. The staff here is very strict. I said that I have never heard of Room 909. I pretended to casually talk to the guests in the hall. The guests here have not heard of it. Yes, so I was thinking that the so-called strange talks were only circulated in a small group of people."

Ye Zeqing said: "The guests here don't know that it is normal, unless they are the explorers of the dead anchor, otherwise the serious guests know who is coming to the store?"

Hull: "I also think we should first find the anchor and ask what is inside and make a decision."

The rest of the people's attitude is very determined, but if Xiao Li wants, he can still open the door without hesitation, but he indulged for a moment, actually let go of the hand holding the doorknob: "Yes."

He took a sigh of relief: "Let's go to the anchor first. I will try to communicate with the waiter and see if I can ask for some room number."

"Then I will ask other people if they have seen him."

"We know the name of his live room. I am looking for someone to use a mobile phone to check his live broadcast."

"..."

The division of labor and mobility of their own reincarnation are very strong, and they trust themselves more, so when they decide, they will spread out to find clues about the anchor.

Ye Zeqing and Xiao Li walked together. He walked away for a while and suddenly asked Xiao Li: "You don't sneak a person into the night?"

Xiao Li opened the uneaten banana and opened it a bit. He took a bite and said vaguely: "No."

"why?"

"I alone can't meet that room." Xiao Li swallowed the banana, and if he smiled, "I kept it for so long, and as a result, you will appear when you come."

Ye Zeqing: "......... I think you should reflect on yourself."

Xiao Li: "You shouldn't be thinking about why you are bad luck?"

Ye Zeqing originally wanted to refute, but he immediately thought that when he met the room, he didn’t know whether it was luck or not. He licked his chin and said helplessly: "Do you know Xiao Li, you don’t have many friends to let You say this."

"..."

"Wait, what do you mean by this laugh? Are we not friends?"

"I remember that some people have said that the beasts are always alone, and the cattle and sheep are in droves."

Ye Zeqing: "........."

I don’t know how long after they left, the light bulb at the top of the corridor came with a “beep” and the light returned to its usual brightness.

*****

The sun that belongs to the daylight is hidden in the depths of the horizon. The colorful neon light is on the outside of the Cavill Hotel, which is the most beautiful scenery on this street.

But as time went by, the original lobby was also degraded, and most of the guests returned to the room.

On the safe staircase leading to the fourth floor, a young man ran up from the third floor with a panic.

His hair sang. The bag was dyed with pink. Even in such a critical situation, he still had a selfie stick in his hand. The self-timer was equipped with a special camera, which was the anchoring sun in the title cg.

At this time, it was apparent that he had not been able to watch the live broadcast. He looked back in panic, as if there was something in the air behind him that was chasing him, and he ran away from the stairs and ran to the aisle.

In his live room, the number of viewers has exceeded 15,000, and he is brushing the screen: [What happened in the end, this camera is too shaken, I have not seen anything, what is the anchor running? 】

[I... I seem to have seen something, have a pair of legs... are chasing the anchor? 】

[What is a pair of legs, is it that the individual has a leg, are you the one sent by the anchor? 】

[I mean, it has only one leg, the legs are disproportionately long, no upper body, like... ghost! 】

[My chicken skin is picked up, and the room will not really have problems, but the anchor has not really entered. 】

Innocently looking at his favorite barrage in the past, he is running faster and faster, his legs are sore and not like his own. According to this trend, he will soon be caught up by the ghosts behind him.

Finally, when I bypassed the corridor and saw the elevator in another direction, Nisshin gnawed my teeth and prepared to gamble into the elevator. Only when the elevator door could be closed, he could get rid of the crisis and then he must leave the hotel. Come home soon!

He rushed to the elevator and pressed the button, anxiously and eagerly waiting for the elevator door to open.

"Hey, the fourth floor is here, the Cavill Hotel wishes you a pleasant stay -" accompanied by a sweet voice of electronic sound, the elevator door opened and the dim light belonging to the elevator poured out from the inside.

When Jain ran in, he let out a sigh of relief, pressed the button on the first floor, and immediately pressed the close button.

The elevator door slowly closed in his eager sight, and when Sun Yan was relieved, he was relieved, but it was blocked like something that could not be seen.

"How, how can this be?"

Nisshin has no gods, he madly presses the close button, and even presses the repair button, but nothing happens. Every time the elevator door is opened again when it is about to close.

"You help me see, what's going on outside, beg you." Cold sweat soaked his back and hair, Nyin said to his live room, then he extended the selfie stick to the elevator, let the lens Pointing at the direction he came in, after a while, retracted to watch the barrage.

[I... I really saw it, anchor, tell me if this is your ps? This is what monster, I can't sleep tonight. 】

[It is very close to you, has already found the stairs, is coming towards the elevator in the corridor. 】

In the thousands of bombs, Nisshin quickly screened the part he wanted, but it made him even more nervous.

He was pacing back and forth in the elevator like a young man. He didn't dare to run out again, so he would be caught up by the ghosts, but he stayed in the elevator and waited...

Nippon is very regretted now, he really should not open that room for that little money!

Time passes by, the elevator always maintains such opening and closing frequency, and the Japanese can hear the footsteps coming from the outside corridor.

Are you coming...?

[I don't know if you are real or fake, but I just helped you to make a report. The police call, just so strange, no matter how you play, you can't get through. 】

The last hope of Nisshin’s heart was also wiped out. He leaned against the elevator and tried to reduce his body shape. He looked at the elevator door in front of him and then closed it.

This time, however, one hand held the elevator door.

The hands are distinct and very beautiful.

The elevator door opened outwards. Two people stood in the elevator and looked at the inside of the sun. It was Xiao Li and Ye Zeqing.

Ye Zeqing looked at the Japanese inflammation in the elevator and invited Xiao Li to say: "I said that I felt that there is a ghost here. In the case that the reincarnation did not open the door, it could only be this kid."

Xiao Li turned his eyes away from the Japanese body. He finished the banana in his hand and then looked at the other side with the banana skin.

That is a pair of legs.

A long, eccentric leg with no upper body.

There is a black blood hole in the knees of the legs, just like being dug up by human beings, and the skin on the legs is full of pitted black spots. Some of the stumbling steps are coming, and they are coming towards the elevator.

Rao is Ye Zeqing and he feels a little scary.

Ye Zeqing walked into the elevator and raised the collar of Nikko and picked him up: "Come on with us."

The legs saw the sun, the speed of running suddenly accelerated, and the two legs kept moving, getting closer and closer to the reincarnation.

Xiao Li saw the right time, throwing the remaining banana peel in the front and throwing the banana peel forward on the smooth ground for a distance, just sliding down to the legs.

Then, the left leg of the legs stepped on the banana peel and struggled helplessly in the air, stepping forward and stepping on the right leg.

This position, in human terms -

It has a fork.

A large, almost flat-legged, fork that is enough to crack the ligaments of ordinary humans.

The author has something to say: Legs: It hurts, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah