I Wasn’t Born Lucky

The next morning, the morning sun passed through the clouds, but was completely isolated by the thick curtains of the window.

The midsummer is nearing the end, and the autumn is quietly coming in unconsciously. The cold air has come a few waves, and the flower beds downstairs are gradually dying. Only a few dry flowers still stay strong on the branches.

Tan Li hangs behind the curtains and squats, turning his eyes to the potted cactus on the window.

The thorns of the cactus look like a pile of fluff around the green ball, but there is no flower on it, only a piece of green oil.

That is Xiao Li to buy her after the season turns cold, demand: a big, good to feed.

The puppet retracted his gaze and picked up the watering can on the side to water the cactus.

Or is it still... ask him to have a pot of flowers and ask: There are flowers, big ones, and good to feed.

The focus is on the first two words.

Tan Li thought.

In the room before the curtains, Xiao Li also walked out of the bathroom, picked up the schoolbag hanging at the table, and was ready to go to school.

The doll put down the watering can and slid down from the curtains. He had already entered Xiao Li’s pocket very skillfully. Before the small head was buried, Tan Li looked up and pulled Xiao Li’s hand in his hand. Write a sentence:

"I still want a pot of flowers, can I?"

Xiao Li said: "What flower do you want?"

Doll: "...I think about it."

Tan Li closed his eyes, completely curled up the pocket, and began to empty himself: What kind of flower is better?

Xiao Li took a pocket and picked up the key on the side. When he saw the little yellow book on the table, he hesitated and rolled it up and stuffed it into his pocket.

The recent Xiao Huangben is very safe.

... This feeling has been going on for a long time, no longer say some Sao. Words, even strange movements, only the "good morning" and "good night" that can't be beaten every day, like a machine with no feelings.

This transformation seems to be from -

Shen Zhizhi and his team started.

After a long drive, Xiao Li came down from the subway where people crowded, sitting in the classroom for a long time, thinking about it on the desk.

When I mentioned Shen Zhizhi, I had to think about what happened last night...

Xiao Li opened WeChat and looked at it. There were several messages from Zheng Yi and Ye Zeqing. They all asked him what happened. He answered a few words, then buried his face in his arm and silently used it. The head arched his elbow.

"Xiao Li," a pleasant voice passed into his eardrum, and the owner of the voice stood at his desk. "You came to school today."

Xiao Li raised his head, and there was a mark on his face with a thin red face. He was weak and said: "I didn't think of it."

Zheng Yi has a strong resilience and is very optimistic. He simply pulled the stool of Xiao Li’s front desk and looked at Xiao Li’s face and said: “The amount of information last night was too big. I didn’t sleep well all night. You What do you do to jump? I still have a nightmare, and I dreamt that I reached out and grabbed you, but you fell to the ground..."

Xiao Li: "Sorry, I didn't think so much at the time."

Zheng Yi: "If you have nothing, do you want to jump for the sake?"

Xiao Li: "...the building is very tall, and suddenly I want to jump. Anyway, I will send it back after the mission."

Zheng Yi: "I don't know how to say it, but there is a feeling of Sherlock."

Xiao Li: "........."

At this time, the number of students around has increased. Zheng Yi carefully approached it a bit. He exchanged his voice like a secret message and said, "Who was the kidnapper who was last night? Deliberately looking for you. What is the **** that he said? What other brain cores, sub-cosmos, etc. Are I listening to science fiction movies?"

Xiao Li picked up a few simple questions and answered: "He is the **** of fraud. Have you not touched something similar in the other copies...the gods?"

"Always, there are more ghosts, only a few times have encountered evil. Teach." Zheng Yi revealed the look of memories, "but I couldn't sleep last night, I went to the forum and searched, as if the **** was mentioned. Yes, there are 'Death believers', and others are believers of the 'Wisdom Goddess'. Generally, the Western Holy See believes in these things. I think they are all fictitious."

Xiao Li said: "There are ghosts in this world. How do you know that there is no god?"

Zheng Yi: "This is also true. I didn't expect this kind of ridiculous thing to be true. There is still Xiao Li, do you make it? Yesterday, Lin Lili finally went to the forum and asked you what it is like, I Going back to that forum, I also blew a wave of you."

Zheng Yi Xianbao opened his mission book, took out the pen to write and paint on it, and then appeared on the page of the post on the forum. After turning around, he showed it to Xiao Li.

It was a post that was red because there were many replies in a short time. The title was "Who knows Hercules?" Last night, he was jumping in the Sherlock style. I want to ask if anyone who knows him talks about how he is doing. Should it be okay? 》

[In the front row, who is Hercules? Haven't heard of it, is it a Sherlock fan? 】

[Jumping, I spray, this is too much to worship Sherlock, summer powder, Moriarty: Why don't I have such a fan? 】

[Upstairs, this Sherlock fan feels offended. 】

[Who are you talking about Sherlock and Moriarty, are the characters in the novel I know? 】

[No, one of the two copies is about 23333, on the global leaderboard. 】

At this time, I saw that the topic was already smashed. As a poster, Lin Lili came out to save the tower: [Wait, don’t go downstairs, don’t you know Hercules? 】

The following one is Zheng Yihui's: [coming here, he is fine, counted back to the time to jump, jumped to half and disappeared. 】

[Hey, imagine the scene in this way, it’s quite chic. 】

[Chiculous is a person, if it is my big sister, Sherlock, it is very handsome, it’s going to go, but Hercules is a short, ugly ordinary person, then...]

Zheng Yi: [... I don’t want you to see you in the summer powder, but Herkry is very handsome, and he is the same level as Sherlock. 】

Eat melons: [You are enough, don't blow, I see your other post is a summer blow, how to blow up Hercules here? 】

Zheng Yi: [The specific reasons you can't control, anyway, know that Herkry is also very handsome and right. 】

[You have the ability to hammer, Sherlock has a performance, what is Hercules? 】

[Is it enough to let go of all the test items in an underground laboratory? 】

The id of this rep is very "阎".

When Zheng Yi and Xiao Li came back together, he slammed his mouth and commented: "I saw that Jurassic has been quasting Moriati, and thought that he had opinions on you, and he sprayed several times with him now. On the united front, I found that he was barely okay, and he would not spray him in the future."

Xiao Li: "..............."

After Jurassic's reply, Zheng Yi himself: [And he used the Qin Wang around the column to let the long-handed ghost in the game wrap around the trunk several times. 】

Luo Luo: [Let the last copy of the red clothes to deal with the asphalt ghost, hard to blacken the clothes of the red clothes, I wanted to burn a "blue moon washing liquid" to her ...]

Zheng Yi: [He is still the president of the Ghost Association. 】

Seeing Xiao Li here: ".........there is no such association, it’s just that I cheated money."

Zheng Yi: "No matter what it says, it exists. Our motto has it."

Xiao Li: "..."

The next post is still blowing water:

[How is this style similar to my family Sherlock? 】

[Summer on the upstairs, how, Sherlock registered the exclusive right to this behavior? I think it looks a lot like Moriarty. 】

Kudo: [Occasionally brushed this post, in fact, I also want to ask him how it came, but see the question upstairs, then let me add some points. Hercules saved me. He likes to be friends with the devil. A phone call can make several devils party in the downstairs of your house. 】

[Use the phone ghost to fight against the phone ghost, let the **** Mary forcefully separate the ghoul and the body on his back, thinking that the body behind the ghoul is his wife, was corrected and thought it was her husband...]

[The ghoul screams: I am straight, straighter than the steel pipe! 】

[? ? Kudo big? If this is true, then Hercules and Sherlock, Moriarty are three brothers, triplets. 】

[But this style of painting is not something that others have learned. 】

[Right right, I have tried to follow Sherlock’s behavior once and it failed. That time I met a devil sitting in a tree. It crawled down the tree like a snake. I wanted to grab it or add some slip force to it to fall it. The result... ... I was scared that the three souls disappeared, and I didn’t know how to react directly, or I saved the life of my life. 】

[If it is such a Hercules, jump off the tall building and be handsome! 】

[This is blowing? ! 】

[You remember: not all of the world's top charts are stinky fish, and Hercules is a big fish in the fish pond, not comparable to Sherlock. 】

Under this reply, Jurassic took another bubble: [Change Sherlock to Moriarty, I will agree. 】

Zheng Yi: [? ? ? roll! 】

He pointed the gunfire at Ye Zeqing.

Zheng Yi in front of Xiao Li said: "Hey, I thought that because of the same enemy, I thought it was good. As a result, hehe, he looked down on you, Xiao Li, you will still talk to him less. Even if he praises you for a while, he can be deep inside. I still feel that Moriarty is the best."

Xiao Li felt that it was time to tell the truth to him. He paused and interrupted Zheng Yi: "Zheng Yi, in fact, I am --"

He just said that the chair around him was pulled open.

Shen Yuzhi also sat down. His figure looks very oppressive. Although he doesn't talk, he just looks at it quietly—accurately, looking at Xiao Li, but Zheng Yi is stiff on his back. It seems to be stared at by some kind of beast.

The youth's face is expressionless, but Xiao Li feels inexplicably that the other party is not very happy.

The voice of Shen Yu asked coldly: "What are you talking about?"

The author has something to say: Today is even too late, sorry t^t, because the typhoon office is busy during the day, did not sit down all day, the leader staring at the phone can not move. This chapter is the first, and there will be at least two more 2k novel reading network.