I Wasn’t Born Lucky

Xiao Li looked at the man in front of him - especially the other side was covered in fog and could not see the clear face, the heart is very complicated.

The man did not get his look. He sat in the chair, and the two slender and powerful hands folded and folded, like a psychiatrist who really consulted, continued to describe his condition: "Besides, I seem to have got a disease."

Xiao Li originally adhered to the principle of "silence is gold". I didn't want to take care of him. After listening to this, I still couldn't resist my curiosity: "What disease?"

"lovesickness."

"........."

The man said quietly: "When I see someone I like, or talk to him, I will be very happy, like a heart filled with honey, seeing everything is pink, just want to take everything to me. Share it with him."

"Right, I will be very anxious if I don't see him. I even want to take a fierce means to trap him. Let him only look at me from now on. I will become very...not like myself. Treat I don't do anything except him. I never care about anyone else."

The opposite of what he said was his tone, cold and restrained, like an iceberg under the sea, only revealing a corner.

"I have done a lot of things to him in my dreams, and I have told my illusions to him. But the reality is that I can't see him. I can only communicate with him through some means. Recently, Even these exchanges have become less, which makes me less happy."

- For this reason, even if he needs to pay some price for entering the copy world, he is willing to come in and see each other.

To Xiao’s family’s blessing, Xiao Li is not very good at this aspect of feelings. To some extent, he is even a little socially handicapped. Xiao Li’s lower head felt hot and rolled up her sleeves, revealing a slender wrist, which was placed on the table: “This is the emergency room of the hospital, not a psychological clinic.”

The man gambled on his wrist for two seconds without notice.

Xiao Li's skin color is white, and the wrist is the same as the jade carving, and even the vague blood vessels flowing above it can be seen faintly.

When the man spoke again, his voice was even lower. He said with confidence: "But my thoughts are in urgent need of correction, which is what you said."

He seemed to be afraid of Xiao Li’s anger, and he knocked on the table with his fingers. By this action, he looked at the wrists of the juvenile generously. Xiao Li’s clothes today are also white, with a white cover. Full of abstinence.

"You don't want to know what I'm thinking, but I can tell you, Dr. Xiao." The man speaks briskly. "I want to touch the wrist joints you exposed, then take off your white coat and press On this table."

Xiao Li followed his words to look at his wrist, and put the rolled up sleeves back - he thought for a few more seconds, reaching out and spreading the scattered white coat on his chest.

"I will tell you my condition, my doctor, do you have any advice for me?"

Xiao Li chose to ignore his name: "...I suggest that if you don't have a brain, you can donate it to someone in need. I didn't ask you to find me. I won't ask for advice."

The man blinked, and he leaned closer. He smiled lowly: "But you are my cause, only you can correct me."

He paused and smiled more: "Or, increase me."

The sound of the man’s laughter is very good, and it’s absolutely impossible to put it on the outside world – but Xiao Li has no shaken look, at least on the surface – he looks at the man in front of him and suddenly opens: “Why not let others Look at your face?"

There is a no-headed female ghost in the afternoon with the ghost car head, Xiao Li has already filled the man's body + a magnified Xiao Huang Ben as the head, this strange picture of the head makes his expressions weird.

The man didn't know what he was thinking, but he could glimpse one or two from the teenager's expression. After he was silent for three seconds, he used a rhetorical question: "Do you want to see?"

Xiao Li always feels that this sentence is a trap question. The next sentence is definitely a request for "I want to see it and kiss me." Xiao Huangben and him are also half friends (?), Xiao Li on it. It’s also an understanding, that is, things that you don’t want to reveal are absolutely not to be said. Anything that can seduce Xiao Li will try to sell his own kiss.

Therefore, Xiao Li did not speak.

The man then continued: "But you can't show it to you, at least not yet."

Xiao Li: "Why?"

"Because you still don't like me." The man's voice has always been very soft and soft since he came in. But when he said this, he suddenly sank. "Do not consider treating me." What? Doctor, maybe after you fall in love with me, I will not get medicine."

Xiao Li looked at him for a few seconds, this time, he was very real, and he said very earnestly: "You really think that someone will fall in love with someone who can never see his face, and most of the time is a small yellow state. Or is it a ghost? In your eyes, I look a lot like a fetish?"

the man:"……"

He hesitated for three seconds: "What do you mean, after you see my face, will you like me?"

Xiao Li:? ? ?

This is not the case.

He immediately retorted: "I am not, I am not, you do not misinterpret what I mean."

The man did not speak, he looked at Xiao Li silent, it seems a little lost.

When he is silent, his existence is an invisible pressure and deterrent.

Xiao Li himself couldn’t say what kind of attitude he had to Xiao Huangben. The sentence he said was true. He felt that Xiao Huangben was sometimes very cute. When he said that Huang Zizi was wanted to tear, but The other party has been accompanying him for so long, and it is impossible to say that there is no feeling at all.

But the problem is here, Xiao Li is not a physical sex, how can I fall in love with a book? He used Xiao Huang as a friend who loves to talk about Huang Duan.

He can only look at each other as innocently as possible - the man looks at his eyes, and he looks at the fog and seems to be the position of the eyes...

The man finally regained his gaze: "I will consider it."

After he finished this sentence, he did not move, sitting in the same place, with a sculpture.

Xiao Li and he spent two minutes, could not sit still - he did not know the exact identity of Xiao Huang Ben, but he thought it was very powerful, he was sitting here, and said that the ghosts in the copy world would not come in!

Thinking of this, Xiao Li began to rush out: "Do you want to go back and consider? I have to get a doctor here."

The man seems a little surprised: "Your patient has me, isn't it enough?"

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

What to eat, you are the only one that is superfluous!

He coughed and licked the dust that didn't exist on the white coat. He realized that Xiao Huangben's brain circuit was different from ordinary people, so he could only move forward, so Xiao Li said: "I also need some time to think. ""

This time, the man listened.

He glanced at Xiao Li deeply, smiled slightly and disappeared from his face.

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After the man left, the entire emergency hall was empty.

Xiao Huang Ben may be a bit yellow, but his sense of existence is undoubtedly strong. Now, as soon as he walks, he seems lonely and silent, and even his breathing seems to be magnified.

Eleven, zero, zero thirty...

Time gradually moved to the middle of the night.

The cold night wind blew the shackles in front of the emergency room, and Xiao Li, who was blowing, held his arms in a shackle--he bent over and held the little black cat in his arms and rubbed his cat's ears with his hand.

The little black cat quietly opened one eye, and made a squeaking sound, and went to sleep in Xiao Li’s arms.

The cat's body temperature is very high, and it is like a plush electric heater in his arms.

When the time was near one o'clock in the morning, the door of the emergency hall was quiet.

Picking up the curtain, a girl came in. She looked like a twenties, with long black hair and a long brown scarf, covering her lower half face.

At present, it is impossible to see from the outside whether it is a person or a ghost.

Xiao Li patted the little black cat's ass, put it on the cat's tail and put it down. He stood up and looked at the girl, and put his hand into the white coat's pocket, waiting for her to explain.

The girl seemed to be a little nervous at first, the light in the emergency room was dazzling, the wide scarf covered her mouth, and her voice was blurred: "Do you think... am I beautiful?"

It’s weird.

It is impossible for a normal person to go to the emergency room in the early morning, just to ask the emergency doctor such a topic.

Xiao Li looked at the girl in front of her up and down, and did not answer.

The girl grabbed the scarf with her hand and asked again: "I am beautiful?"

Xiao Li: "You are asking me a question now, but if you want to return a question, nod your head and shake your head."

The girl's hand holding the scarf shivered slightly. She looked at Xiao Li for a while, then nodded slightly.

So Xiao Li said with perseverance: "Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful."

The girl bowed her head shyly, then she slowly raised her head and cut the long scarf round and round - under the scarf, a mask.

She took off the mask again, and finally the naked, exposed facial features were intact, but the part of the mouth was cracked.

The two rows of scars cut by sharps spread from the lips to the sides of the cheeks, forming a terrible crack that reveals the flesh inside.

She leaned back on her chin and made the wound look even more awkward. She asked, "So... now? I... is it beautiful?"

The two cracks, when she spoke, looked like two Mariana trenches squatting on the surface of the sea, constantly stretching with the movement of the lips.

Ripper girl!

Xiao Li remembered the horror of this Japanese legend for the first time.

In folklore, the ripper woman is on the street, always blocking passers-by to ask her that she is not beautiful. If the passerby does not respond beautifully, then she will naturally be killed by the angry woman who is angry, and if the passerby answers the beauty, then she will Let passers-by become as beautiful as her, cut their mouths.

No matter how you answer it, it is a must.

Xiao Li looked at the two scars of the split woman and did not answer her. Instead, she asked a question that was irrelevant: "How come these two faces on your face?"

Rift female: "........."

She once again hoarsely asked: "I am still pretty now?"

Xiao Li: "When you come to the emergency department, is it for me to do suture surgery?"

Ripper: "Now, I am beautiful?"

Xiao Li: "I don't know how to stitch. There is no needle here. Can I staple it with staples?"

Rift female:? ? ?

The dialogue between the two people is not in a dimension, online cross-service chat.

At this time in the doctor's dormitory, the rest of the reincarnation did not go to sleep safely. On the contrary, they all lost sleep.

Even if there is a place to live, how can someone sleep in this horrible haunted holy hospital?

Except for a few people who have successfully fallen asleep after tossing and turning, most people squint at the clock and lick their time. Of course, naturally, some people are overwhelming in their dorms, looking for clues that may be hidden.

In a dormitory.

An inconspicuous teenager lay in bed with his eyes straight and looking at the ceiling.

He didn't dare to turn off the lights here, so even if it would become more eye-catching, he would turn on the lights and let the house shine. This is always the case, he still does not dare to close his eyes.

Zhang San, you have to sleep, you must sleep, otherwise how to keep up with the big forces tomorrow.

He meditated on his mind over and over again in his mind.

Zhang has forced himself to close his eyes and want to sink into his dreams, but what he hopes is that the more he thinks, the more tight the spirit is, the more he can't sleep.

After ten minutes, he reluctantly opened his eyes again, sat up from the bed and gave up the idea of ​​forcing himself to fall asleep.

The bed in this doctor's dormitory is a wooden bed, facing the door vertically, the door is similar to the structure of the school dormitory, and above the thick wooden door, there is a tall glass window.

Zhang San sat up like this, and when he looked up, he could see the glass window on the wooden door.

At the same time, he also saw the face on the glass window, the face was squeezed and deformed, the straw-like hair fluttered around, and he was staring at Zhang himself, not knowing how long he had watched.

There was a blank in his mind, and even the screams could not scream.

At the same time, at the door of the room, there was a hand that knocked on his door.

The ghost head of the glass window made a mouth shape: let me go in.

Zhang emptied for a full minute before returning to the real world. He rolled straight down from the bed and climbed to the other side of the window to hide: "No, don't come in!"

The head of the ghost circled in the air, and the tip of the headless female ghost was reflected in the cracks of the door. They were getting closer and closer to the room.

Fortunately, he locked the door before going to bed!

This is the only thing that Zhang San is now thankful for.

However, as he grasped the straw-like gaze, the lock on the wooden door slowly opened outward, and the lock moved little by little, just like the ghost outside the door deliberately threatened him to play with him.

Twenty seconds after the door was opened, it was extended to twenty minutes in the loose world.

The next second, the door opened.

The author has something to say: Xiao Huang is a deep affectionate Xiao Huang today.

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