Qin Zhao frowned slightly and asked, "Why are you still thinking about him?"

"No, I was thinking about something else." Jing Li sighed, the more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became. "Do you think I really bring bad luck to others? Why would I be in trouble even for pulling up our rice seedlings?"

Jing Li said: "I saw it clearly today, he fell flat on his face!"

Qin Zhao: "..."

Those beautiful eyes looked particularly bright in the moonlight. Qin Zhao stared into them and said softly, "Have you... been worried about this?"

Jing Li was stunned.

He looked away, his voice trailing off: "Not... not always..."

In fact, this is not the first time this has happened to Jing Li.

He was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. He had few friends and was not liked by anyone. He had always been unlucky, and those who were too close to him would also encounter all kinds of bad luck.

As time went by, fewer and fewer people were willing to play with him.

In his entire life, Qin Zhao was the first person who had stayed with him for such a long time.

Jing Li lowered his eyes, his expression unclear in the darkness.

A warm hand fell on his head.

"You are a koi, little fish. You won't bring bad luck to others." Qin Zhao's voice was very soft and gentle. "Think about it, my life has been much better since you came to my side."

"But those are...all because you are so good." Jing Li said.

"No matter how powerful I am, I can't find the black mountain ginseng, nor can I make the old lady of the Chen family wake up overnight, and I can't just happen to save the lost young master of the Fang family." Qin Zhao said, "So-called luck is not about giving things directly to others, nor is it about fulfilling their wishes, but about creating opportunities."

"As for the bad luck you mentioned..." Qin Zhao chuckled softly, "Why don't you think about whether those who have suffered bad luck have done anything bad to you?"

When they were children, the boy who shared a dormitory with Jing Li at the orphanage was involved in a car accident during an outing. He was the only one who was hospitalized due to a head injury. This was because he had locked Jing Li out of the house all night the day before the outing.

After school started, his deskmate lost money several times in a week because he accused Jingli of cheating in the exam.

There were also neighbors who spoke harshly to him, teachers who looked down on him, and classmates who always teased him...

Jing Li had never thought about it this way before, but now that he thinks about it, it seems... to be true.

Jing Li was a little surprised: "You...how did you know?"

"I guessed it," Qin Zhao said. "Xiaoyu, there are many things in this world that cannot be explained, but you have a special physique, so you don't need to doubt it."

"I don't know if you've ever been through something that made you accustomed to worrying and accustomed to associating these so-called bad luck with yourself, but those things are not your fault."

He lowered his head and gently stroked the other person's cold and soft cheek with his fingertips: "If you don't believe me, let's make a bet."

Jing Li asked, "What bet?"

"...If you stay with me, I will never suffer any misfortune."

Jing Li opened his eyes wide: "But what if——"

"Nothing." Qin Zhao said softly with a hint of smile in his eyes, "But speaking of it, even if I don't tell you this, are you really willing to leave? If you leave here, who will cook for you in the future?"

Jing Li pursed his lips and whispered, "...It seems like he can't bear to let go."