My girlfriend died in the past

Chapter 5 Let’s Buy Lottery Tickets First

Zhuang Xiao opened his phone again and took a look. There was indeed no trace of the text message and the screenshot.

After confirming, he looked through WeChat and the phone book, and it was obvious that there were no contacts related to his "girlfriend".

Zhuang Xiao went through all the drawers and cabinets again, but the result was the same as last time. Apart from an extra toothbrush, a mouthwash cup and a towel in the bathroom, he found no evidence that he had a girlfriend.

As usual, he called the company to ask for leave, then went to the Longteng Road Police Station after breakfast.

Dong Zeyu came out and took him into the office. Seeing him looking around, he smiled and was about to speak.

Zhuang Xiao suddenly said, "Your master and his men have gone out on a police call, leaving you on duty. I've asked for leave today and won't be going to work. You don't have to watch the game tonight. The Chinese national football team lost seven games."

The fat on Master Dong's face trembled. "I always feel that what you said is my words, Brother Zhuang. But can the Chinese national football team really lose seven games? You really don't care about your dignity!"

"Not losing by double digits is considered a success." Zhuang Xiao skipped the topic and said, "You get paid today, right?"

The fat police officer named Dong's face continued to tremble, and he subconsciously took a defensive posture, "What do you want to do? This is a police station. Robbing money is an assault on a police officer. I tell you."

"It will be sent later, why are you in such a hurry?" Zhuang Xiao rolled his eyes, then found a chair to sit down and crossed his legs, "Pour me a glass of water first, buddy is going to save your life tonight."

"Help? What do you mean?" Master Dong's small green bean eyes became sharp, and he looked at Zhuang Xiao with some concern, "Brother Zhuang, have you been under too much pressure recently?"

As he said that, he quickly got up and poured a cup of hot water for Zhuang Xiao.

Zhuang Xiao took the disposable paper cup and took a sip of water, then said slowly: "Do you believe me when I say I traveled back from tomorrow morning?"

Dong Zeyu's eyes were filled with more worry. "Brother Zhuang, wait a moment. I'll ask for leave and we'll go to the hospital."

"Four thousand eight hundred and three." A number suddenly popped out of Zhuang Xiao's mouth.

"." Dong Zeyu closed his eyes and sighed to the sky like Zhu Bajie in "Black Myth: Wukong", tears almost flowed from the corners of his eyes, "Brother Zhuang, you are finally crazy."

Zhuang Xiao rolled his eyes. "I'm talking about the salary plus performance bonus you'll receive soon, a total of 4,803 yuan."

"Stop it, brother." Dong Zeyu was overjoyed. "Our performance is not fixed every month, and you have calculated it down to the single digit. How is that possible?"

Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang with a text message.

When he looked down, he was stunned, then subconsciously looked up at Zhuang Xiao with horror in his eyes.

Zhuang Xiao smiled slightly and took another sip of hot water from the disposable paper cup.

Dong Zeyu's eyes suddenly became fiery, "Brother, did the Chinese national football team really lose seven games tonight?"

"No, his head was shaved bald." Zhuang Xiao shrugged.

"Oh." The heat in Dong Zeyu's eyes disappeared.

Zhuang Xiao felt strange, "Why, you don't plan to buy lottery tickets anymore?"

“Well, even a fool knows that the Chinese national football team can’t win. We fans originally thought that as long as they didn’t lose by more than three goals, it would be fine. There’s no point in betting on wins and losses, and the odds for over/under aren’t high either.” Dong Zeyu didn’t care.

庄晓则端着一次性水杯慢悠悠道：“澳大利亚0比1巴林，中国0比7小日子，棒子0比0巴勒斯坦，乌兹别克斯坦1比0将军”

Dong Zeyu raised his head suddenly, the heat in his small green eyes was 10024 times stronger than before!
"No! Brother Zhuang, did you remember all the four games tonight!?" "Of course not. If we only consider wins, draws and losses, how many are four in a row?" Zhuang Xiao was a little curious. He never touched these things normally.

"Wait for me to see!"

Dong Zeyu took out his phone and operated it skillfully, then looked up again, "1:19! If a string of four is successful, then the odds are nineteen times!"

"So high?" Zhuang Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, "How come you are so skilled? Don't forget your status, Grand Master."

"It's okay. This is in compliance with regulations. The only ways for people like us to earn extra money part-time include lottery tickets and royalties from writing novels. I buy ten-dollar lottery tickets from time to time. It's not a big problem." Dong Zeyu naturally would not make a mistake in principle.

"Then let's wait until noon. We'll go buy lottery tickets then. I have something to tell you this afternoon, so be mentally prepared."

After hearing Zhuang Xiao's words, Dong Zeyu became much more serious, but he didn't ask any more questions.

They have been friends for almost twenty years, and Brother Zhuang will definitely not let him down.

After having a quick meal outside at noon, the two of them ran to the sports lottery station.

"Boss, give me a lottery ticket worth 4,000 yuan!"

Zhuang Xiao was shocked when he heard Dong Zeyu's words. "Four thousand? You bought so much? Do you trust me so much?"

"Oh, trust! Brother Zhuang, trust!" Dong Zeyu explained in a low voice after showing off, "It's just one month's salary. If I don't win, I won't lose much. But if I win, it will be 76,000! Almost two years' income for me!"

"Alas, I still think you are taking too much risk." Seeing that he could not persuade her, Zhuang Xiao stopped trying to persuade her. Instead, he turned back and said to the boss, "Boss, buy the same four-in-one as him, for 50,000 yuan."

"Fuck! Brother Zhuang, you took all your savings? Are you crazy!?" Dong Zeyu's eyes almost popped out, "You just said that to me! You are even crazier now!"

"piece of cake."

Zhuang Xiao didn't care even more.

He has found the problem of "time reversal". After solving it tonight, he will most likely not go back in time again. There will not be such a good opportunity in the future.

After all, he had personally experienced "time travel", so he was more confident than Dong Zeyu.

Even if there is such a thing as the butterfly effect, the impact he caused by going back one day is still too small to affect the World Cup qualifiers thousands of miles away.

And once you win, fifty thousand yuan would be nine hundred and fifty thousand yuan with the odds of nineteen times!

Although I still can’t afford a 100-square-meter house in the city, at least I don’t have that much financial pressure anymore.

After buying the lottery tickets, the two returned to the police station.

Zhuang Xiao was just about to talk to him about serious matters, but he saw that the fat man looked restless and absent-minded. He couldn't help but find it funny, "Just now you said you didn't care, but now you're anxious about the ball game tonight?"

"That's four thousand dollars after all! Gambling really hurts people!" Master Dong's cheeks trembled, squeezing his already small eyes even smaller. "No wonder the director always says that the most important thing for us community police is to publicize to the people. I used to be too lazy to listen and thought it was troublesome, but now I find that I really have to keep saying it."

Shaking his head, he suppressed his anxiety and asked, "Brother Zhuang, I wanted to ask you just now, why are you looking for me so seriously?"

When the serious matter was mentioned, the smile on Zhuang Xiao's face slowly disappeared, "Master, you will die tonight."

(End of this chapter)