Gu Xizhou was drunk as he read Si Yu's message. Sitting in the front passenger seat, he clenched his fist and coughed softly.
He wondered what Si Yu was thinking. This guy was really … Did he complete a self-defeating mission?
He pressed the button on his phone and called Si Yu. After the busy tone rang for a while, the person on the other end of the line was still awake. Someone quickly picked up the call.
Before the person on the other end of the line could speak, Gu Xizhou spoke first. He had drunk some wine, so his voice was slightly low and strangely seductive. "Sorry, something came up just now, so I couldn't reply to your message."
"What's wrong?"
Si Yu's clear voice was slightly low and had a hint of depression. Gu Xizhou keenly sensed that Si Yu's tone was a little different from usual, but he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was different.
Gu Xizhou told Si Yu about how he always got a double '6' when he rolled the dice. He noticed that the taxi driver had averted his gaze from him and was holding back his laughter as he continued driving.
The taxi driver must have thought that he was crazy.
"I feel that something is wrong," Gu Xizhou said softly. "Do you remember the note that Fu Yiran gave me that I told you about?"
"Are you trying to say: '6 for life, 1 for death'?"
Gu Xizhou nodded and said, "There should be a connection between the two. I feel that it's very subtle …" He was even a little flustered.
"The number is now 6. Since 6 for life, you don't have to worry at all," Si Yu thought for a while before answering Gu Xizhou's question.
"Okay," Gu Xizhou sighed. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and said to Si Yu on the other end of the line, "Why don't you find a die and try it? Will it also be a 6? I'll ask Fang Zhi to try it tomorrow! "
Si Yu was silent. His eyes moved slightly and landed on the things at home. He said in a deep voice, "Okay, I'll try it."
Gu Xizhou didn't insist on inviting Si Yu. He immediately went to find two dice, so he didn't ask for an answer immediately. He thought for a while and said to Si Yu, "I don't have to go to work tomorrow, but I have an appointment with an uncle to have dinner at home, so … I can't meet him tomorrow."
Si Yu: "Okay."
Gu couldn't help but feel guilty when he heard Si Yu's voice. He said. "Okay.
Rest early after you drink, Yu's dinner, "Si Yu's final words....
Gu Xizhou was relieved when he heard Si Yu's tone. "Yes, I know."
Hearing the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Si Yu stared at the phone for a while and pulled open the bedside table. There was a square glass box in the table, and inside the box was a dice.
This die was much smaller than a normal die. The surface of the die wasn't made of plastic, so it didn't look smooth. There were even some strange scratches on the die.
The number on the die was' 6 '.
Si Yu sat on the bed and picked up the die. He casually shook it, and the spinning die gradually stopped spinning. The number on the die was a 6. Si Yu casually shook it a few times. When he saw the number was a 6, he didn't look surprised. It was as though he was already used to it.
Meanwhile, Gu Xizhou got out of the car and took out some money to give to the taxi driver. When the driver gave Gu Xizhou the change, he said, "Young man, go home and sleep early."
Gu Xizhou nodded and closed the car door. "Thank you, Big Brother."
The driver nodded slightly. Before he left, he shouted to Gu Xizhou, "Also, don't be so paranoid. We don't promote feudal superstitions these days. Young people should believe in science!"
Gu Xizhou: "Big Brother …" I'm not, I'm not!
Before Gu Xizhou could finish his sentence, the chauffeur had already driven off.
Gu Xizhou: "…"
He went home and opened the door.
Gu Xizhou was still holding the die that he had bought at the KTV for 50 yuan. When he got home, his son had pounced on Gu Xizhou and wanted to be lifted up. However, when the son smelled the alcohol on Gu Xizhou, he turned around and walked away in disgust.
Gu Xizhou, who had been despised, naturally didn't notice this detail. He just thought that his son was autistic today. He didn't need to turn on the lights because Zhizhi would turn them on at night.
"Zhizhi, look!" Gu Xizhou walked to the living room, waved the die in his hand, and threw it out.
Gu Zhizhi: "…"
Gu Zhizhi: "He drank too much … and went crazy?"
Gu Zhizhi looked at Gu Xizhou with his hands behind his back. Just like the taxi driver, he thought Gu Xizhou was crazy.
When he saw the words Gu Zhizhi wrote, Gu Xizhou almost died of anger. He said speechlessly, "Look at the numbers on the die!"
Gu Zhizhi took a look. "Two sixes. What's wrong?"
Gu Xizhou didn't answer. Instead, he picked up the two die and threw it on the coffee table again. This time, Gu Zhizhi finally reacted.
Gu Zhizhi: "It's still a six …"
Gu Xizhou told Gu Zhizhi his conjecture in a low voice. "Yes, when Xiang Yuan asked me to drink with him today, he told me that no matter if I shake the die or throw the die, the number is always a six. I suspect that Fu Yiran's' six for life, one for death 'refers to the die."
Gu Zhizhi let out a long sigh of relief. His anxious soul calmed down a little.
The two of them studied it for a while, but they couldn't figure out the relationship between life, death, six, one, and the die. Gu Xizhou gave up and said, "Tomorrow, I'll ask Fang Zhi and Ma Qi to give it a try. We'll see what their numbers are."
"Zhizhi, why don't you give it a try?"
Gu Zhizhi: "I died a long time ago. There's no need to try."
Gu Xizhou: "…"
"You're right. Forget it, I'm going to take a shower and sleep." Gu Xizhou was speechless. "I still have to buy groceries and make lunch tomorrow. I'll say this first. When I buy groceries, you have to help me! I can't do it well. "
Gu Zhizhi: "Okay."
Seeing that Gu Zhizhi agreed, Gu Xizhou let out a sigh of relief. After all, the main purpose of inviting Wang Ao and his family over for a meal was to let Zhizhi see the unharmed Wang Shu. However, Gu Xizhou was too embarrassed to order takeout … Otherwise, it would be too insincere.
The sound of water splashing down could be heard. He could vaguely see the figure of the person in the shower on the glass door. The ghost took a look and slowly looked away. He had seen that body many times. It was a body that he had trained himself. He knew it very well.
He was very clear about every inch of that body's skin and the direction of every muscle.
It was just that it contained a different soul, so it gave him a different feeling.
The ghost lowered his head. His hands involuntarily reached for the die on the table. He tossed it lightly. When he saw the number, he was slightly stunned.
Two '1s.'
The ghost didn't hesitate and tossed it again.
It was still two '1s.'
After a few tries, the ghost suddenly felt very defeated. Was it because he had died in the previous world? Was that why the number he tossed was always' 1s'?
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