Chapter 41
He didn't buy any more earphones, but he still couldn't understand why the wired earphones disappeared out of thin air even though he was holding them in his hand.

He obviously put the charging compartment of the Bluetooth headset in his bag and zipped it up, and he didn't feel that the music beside his ears stopped. Why did the headset and the charging compartment disappear together.

He always asked himself what he did wrong, but he just wanted to listen to music while taking the bus or subway, isn't that worthy?

There is also the fact that eating things with bamboo sticks will always pierce his mouth and turn into oral ulcers. He no longer struggles.

I always have watermelon frost toothpaste at home, and there must be watermelon frost spray in the medicine box. If the mouth is rotten, spray the spray and use watermelon frost toothpaste.

It's good, it's often bad and often used.

Zhao Zhukai recalled those bad memories, looked at Ji Yiluo with complicated emotions, and didn't speak for a long time.

For so many years, he had already accepted the fact that he had declined to the extreme, and he didn't think that luck would change.

But when he passed by the delicious snack street today... the word "lucky shop" clearly caught his eyes.

He is not a fanatic, and he is not curious about what everyone is watching together, because he must be the one who is crushed and trampled.

But something related to "luck" successfully caught his attention.

There are two stores, one white and one pink. He originally wanted to go to the white one, but the entrance of the store was crowded with female fans, in an extremely crazy state, and he was immediately frightened and dared not move.

The situation of the fan's house was not much better, but at least a few men could be seen, so he quietly squeezed into the crowd, wanting to see how this luck was sold.

In fact, he had no hope at first, but after Ji Yiluo told the tragic events he had experienced one by one, hope rose in his heart.

Seeing that Zhao Zhukai remained silent for a long time, Ji Yiluo continued to ask him: "Has anyone ever told you that you are cold?"

As soon as Ji Yiluo said this, Zhao Zhukai hoped that it would be more serious, so he nodded heavily, "Yes."

God knows, in fact, he is not cold at all, and he can't wait to have a zero-distance hug with his brothers.

"That's right, because you have a special constitution." Ji Yiluo stared at Zhao Zhukai.

This person is full of black air, and he is different from the Song Zejun who is still staring at the door of the store now.

Song Zejun doesn't have any other problems, it's just that he's simply bad, or bad, and he always encounters big and small things that don't go his way.

Song Zejun was actually more unlucky than Zhao Zhukai, but he wouldn't experience the same unsatisfactory thing countless times like Zhao Zhukai did.

If it wasn't for Zhao Zhukai who really didn't have the aura of other species, Ji Yiluo would have suspected that he was the reincarnation of the God of Decline.

"You should have had your destiny changed when you were born, or when you were still in your mother's womb... In fact, it is not impossible that the problem is your father." Ji Yiluo said softly.

Hearing Ji Yiluo's words, Zhao Zhukai frowned instantly, pulled the chair closer, put his hands on the table in front of him, "What do you say?"

Ji Yiluo glanced at the door of the store, at this distance, if they hadn't talked loudly and paid special attention to the volume, people outside would not be able to hear them.

It seems that when talking about other people's affairs, it's best not to let other people hear it. She wants to be a qualified seller!

Across the table in front of him, Ji Yiluo approached Zhao Zhukai, "That is to say, you are not so unlucky in the first place. Your bad luck is not brought by yourself, but someone did it on purpose."

(End of this chapter)

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