Chapter 1

On a cold winter night, the night is deep. On the cold and windy street, even stray dogs don't know where to hide.

"Mom, the uncle under the bridge seems very cold. Can I help him?" the little boy stopped. Although his hands were wearing thick gloves, he was still rubbing to keep warm.

The middle-aged woman wanted to take her son away, but looking at her clean and clear eyes, she took out a ten yuan note from her bag and gave it to her son for a long time.

"Ah!" as she approached, the middle-aged woman suddenly screamed!

It turned out that the man's eyes were concave, as if they had been dug by Sheng Sheng. His face was like white wax, and his skin had begun to dry. How could he live!

Strangely, although the man was dead, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

......

When the white pine opens its eyes, a dazzling incandescent light.

"What is this... Light?"

He couldn't believe it. Looking at the beer can in his hand, he didn't feel a chill. He swept the surrounding environment again. He was stupid.

There is a small private room in front of me.

The private room was full of smoke. A mahjong table was placed in the center. The other three looked at the white pine impatiently.

"Drunkard, if you have no money, go home and ask your wife to go. We've called someone else."

Isn't my wife divorced early? What's the situation?

And I can see something?

Bai Song thought he was dreaming. His eyes had already been dug out by people with high debts, and his legs were lame. But even in his dream, his dream was dark.

With doubts, he rushed out of the small room and went outside. He was surprised to find that this was a vegetable market. It was already dusk and the vegetable vendors had gone home with a burden.

Looking for a reflective glass, he was stunned the next moment. In the mirror was a young and decadent face. There was only a little newly emerging beard on his chin, which looked like 23 or 4.

I'm back? Reborn!

As soon as the idea came out, Bai Song slapped himself hard, but the burning pain made him very excited.

Maybe this is pain and happiness!

Bai Song walked into a shop. The boss got up and asked what to buy, but Bai Song didn't say a word. He looked around and looked at the electronic clock on the wall.

Really reborn!

"Sick!" looking at the back of Bai Song, the boss scolded.

Walking aimlessly in the street, Bai Song finally remembered that he was very bad in his previous life.

Gambling, playing games, unwilling to work. The source of life is to mix, rely on parents to eat and drink, borrow money from friends, and his wife soon left with her daughter.

This also directly led to their final tragic outcome. Since they have come back, it is the opportunity given by God to correct.

"What can I do?" Bai Song looked up at the sky: "I've been drunk all day in my previous life. I haven't touched the stock lottery at all. Yes, what can I change even if I start over?"

According to my memory, Bai Song walked to his familiar street. I don't know whether his wife and daughter in his previous life left him at this time.

The smell of cooking came from everywhere in the street. The children were called home for dinner, but there was still a little girl squatting there playing with the sand next to the accumulated sand in the street.

When Bai Song approached, the little girl looked back and saw him. She timidly shouted, "Dad."

The little girl wore striped short sleeves and combed her bangs. She was about three or four years old. She rubbed her eyes gently and came to him. She looked a little scared.

In front of him, the little girl who was five points similar to him opened his memory shelf. Bai Song vaguely remembered that this was his daughter, blossoming.

Bai Song gently picked up his daughter. The daughter smelled the smell of wine on her body and turned her head slightly. Her mouth tooted what she wanted to say, but she didn't dare to say,

Those memories of beating and scolding his mother and daughter suddenly appeared in his mind. His daughter's action of leaning too far hurt him.

According to my memory, I went upstairs to the door and knocked gently with small hands. Bai Song was suddenly a little nervous. A few seconds later, the door opened.

The man who opened the door was a woman of the same age as Bai Song. She wrapped her good figure in professional clothes. She looked tired and gave a discount to her beautiful appearance.

"Mom." the daughter jumped in the past.

"Ah... Blossoming." originally, her tired face showed a doting smile, but when she saw the white pine, she immediately withdrew her smile and her face became cold.

Bai Song angrily closed the door behind him.

Facing his former wife, Bai Song felt that he had a lot to say, such as apologizing and admitting his mistake, but when it came to his mouth, he saw such a cold face, like a basin of cold water pouring on his heart.

There was only a bowl of noodles that looked like paste on the table, but they ate with relish. It was obvious that they had been hungry for a long time.

The small dark room seemed quiet. The cold beauty first spoiled her daughter, then turned her head to look at Bai Song, and suddenly sighed: "Bai Song, the kindergarten will start in a few days, about 10000 or 20000. My salary is very difficult to maintain my family, so..."

"No!"

Hearing this, Bai Song stood up like a lightning strike. This sentence has been engraved into his heart in his previous life.

Because he clearly remembered the following sentence: I can't afford you to smoke and drink. Let's divorce.

"How much do you want? I'll find a way. Don't say... OK?" Bai Song's tone was somewhat pleading, even low-key.

Su Qiuyu filed for divorce today. She has considered it carefully. He has been completely disappointed with Bai Song, but now she is surprised and stunned. She has a subtle feeling that the Bai Song in front of her doesn't seem to be the same person.

Women are always emotional animals.

For a long time, Su Qiuyu sighed and finally nodded.

Bai Song breathed a little relieved.

He turned on the TV. The picture of the TV was not very stable. It's hard to imagine that in this developed era, people still use this old TV. In the news channel, the female host's face was blurred and her voice was intermittent, but Bai Song's eyes suddenly lit up.

Because he vaguely heard that "myth" has been tested for two days. Some players' online situation and expert comments have been broadcast in the news.

by the way!

Bai Song patted his thigh and thought: even if I don't remember the stocks, I still remember the game myth. Isn't it easy to make money at that time?

But the next moment he made a mistake. In his previous life, he didn't play myth for the first time, but only played it two years after the public beta. The reason is very simple and expensive!

The first batch of "myth" had no helmets on sale. They were all landing modules, and the landing modules ranged from tens of thousands to millions, of which the lowest ones needed 20000 yuan.

When Bai song played, he participated in the online lottery and won the sixth prize, a helmet worth 18. In the later stage, in order to attract more players to play, all kinds of low-cost helmets were slowly developed.

Watching Bai Song clapping his thigh, his face was moody. He subconsciously moved the small bench one after another. His small face was a little afraid. The sound of moving benches pulled Bai Song back from reality. He apologized, smiled at his daughter, and then bowed his head.

Bai Song took a deep breath, then quietly put on his shoes, took his mobile phone and went downstairs. When he saw no one around, Bai Song turned over the phone book.

Yes, he wants to borrow money! Myth has been in public beta for two days. Now it's a war with time. There's no other way but to borrow money. In case that thing gets ahead of others

I made several calls in a row, but no one answered. I even hung up or heard a busy tone. Obviously, it has been hacked.

For a time, Bai Song realized the seriousness of the matter. Although he was confident of making money in myth, he said he would make money in the game. Who believes it?

If you can't make up 20000, you can only wait a month to release the open advanced virtual helmet, but even if the advanced virtual helmet is close to 10000.

Can't we say that if we can't make up 20000 now, we can make up 10000 in a month?

When the phone couldn't get through, Bai Song ran with his own legs, and all his friends and relatives who lived around looked for it... But they either said they didn't have money or didn't borrow it, or even started because Bai Song didn't pay back the money he owed.

Bai Song rubbed his temples. At this time, he saw a man at the bus stop, Liu Jing. That is his best friend. He has always been his best friend from primary school to social work. Bai song can't remember how much he owes Liu Jing. Anyway, Liu Jing, who had no worries about his life, was separated from his wife and children by himself.

After hesitating for a few minutes, Bai Song still walked over.

Bai Song walked over and patted Liu Jing on the shoulder. Liu Jing looked at Bai Song and said, "I'm going to work overtime. What can I do for you?"

The long lost voice made Bai Song's nose sour. It was the only voice that was not indifferent.

Bai song could see that Liu Jing was waiting for the bus and didn't talk about anything else: "Liu Jing, I'll borrow some money from you."

"Borrow money?" Liu Jing suddenly sat down on the bench, put down his briefcase and said in a low voice: "Bai Song, do you remember how much money you lent me? I never expected you to pay me back, but can you think about it for me? My child has just been born and my life is difficult..."

"Sorry..." Bai song only said this sentence for a long time: "I'll make money. I'll make up what I owed before. Sorry... Brother."

"You go to make money?" Liu Jing didn't expect Bai Song to say such words: "then why are you borrowing money?"

"I have a way about myth..." Bai Song wanted to say in detail. When he thought that he couldn't even get the money to log in, what's the use of talking about this: "forget it... You're busy. Come out for two drinks later, that's it..."

With guilt for Liu Jing, Bai Song turned and left.

Bai Song sighed. He thought everything too simple. He thought he could change the current situation if he mastered the information of myth.

I'd better find a job tomorrow. He has no culture and can only find some physical work. I don't know if I can enter myth within a year.

After a year, people should have taken almost all those things. I don't know if they can come in time.

With a sense of loss, he went home to play Bai Song, took out his mobile phone and looked at it. At this time, a bank message suddenly came. The original single digit balance was 20000 yuan more.

"That guy!!"

Bai Song's mood changed from sadness to joy. His face was full of excitement, and his eyes were a little wet.