Mistaking a horror game for a romance novel, he unexpectedly became a legend.

Song Yi returned home in the early hours of the morning and was just about to rest when he received a phone call. After answering, he was told shocking news: Uncle Zhou's child had died suddenly an hour earlier.

Zhou Linnan, one of the most famous wealthy merchants in this world, is a good friend of Song Yi's grandfather. The Zhou family has a large business. Zhou Linnan had a son late in life at the age of fifty. His son, Zhou Xi, has just turned eighteen this year. Song Yi has met Zhou Xi several times. The child has been outstanding in both academics and personality since childhood. The Zhou family is raising him as their heir.

They have annual physical examinations, and we had never heard of anything wrong with Zhou Xi's health before. How could he have suddenly passed away?

The person who called Song Yi was Zhou Linnan's good friend. He happened to be present when Zhou Xi died, which is why he informed everyone. The person on the phone said that Zhou Xi had caught a cold a week ago, went to the hospital for a check-up, and took medicine. Apart from that, there was nothing wrong with his body. Who knew that he would suddenly have an accident and suffer cardiac arrest.

The Zhou family is still living in the old house, where coffins and other necessities are readily available. The body is placed in the coffin and has not been cremated yet; the local custom is to keep the body in the coffin for three days.

A memorial service will be held at the Zhou family's old residence tomorrow. After hanging up the phone, Song Yi asked his secretary to order flower baskets for the memorial service to be delivered to the Zhou residence tomorrow. He wouldn't make the phone call yet, as Uncle Zhou and the others must be grieving. He would go there in person tomorrow.

After lying down in bed again, Song Yi, who was still a little tired, couldn't fall asleep.

He suddenly thought of himself; if he hadn't participated in the game, he probably wouldn't have survived the year.

It's such a pity about Zhou Xi, but he's already dead, and there's nothing more to say.

Song Yi stared at the ceiling. It was past 1 a.m. He tentatively called Lu Xiao, and the system's phone rang twice before connecting.

Song Yi: "Why aren't you asleep yet, it's so late?"

Lu Xiao didn't expect Song Yi to contact him at this time: "Weren't you awake too?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yi sighed, "Sigh, I suddenly heard some bad news, and I can't sleep."

After a three-second silence on the other end of the line, the system replied, "Could it be something to do with Zhou Linnan's family?"

Song Yi immediately sat up in bed: "You knew about this too?"

On the other end of the system, Lu Xiao sighed. He had just received the message: "My father and the Zhou family are very good business partners. I've met that child before; he's a very nice kid."

Song Yi had found someone to talk to, and now she couldn't hold back any longer:

"Right, right? I also thought that child was a good kid, how could he have died?"

"Life is truly unpredictable!"

Lu Xiao: "Are you going to the Zhou residence tomorrow?"

Song Yi: "I want to go."

Lu Xiao also had to go there; his father couldn't find where he had gone, so he had to go in his father's place first.

"I'm going there too. You should get some rest and not think too much. See you tomorrow."

After hanging up the call, Song Yi finally felt a bit sleepy and fell asleep after lying down for a while. When she woke up again, it was the next morning.

Song Yi packed up and headed to the Zhou residence. It took him two hours to drive down the mountain road to the foot of the mountain. When he arrived at the entrance of the Zhou residence, Lu Xiao had already arrived.

More than thirty cars were parked in front of the Zhou residence, presumably all there to pay their respects. White banners hung on the plaques at the entrance, and rows of yellow and white chrysanthemums stretched for hundreds of meters from inside the mansion.

When Song Yi and Lu Xiao entered the Zhou residence, they heard a woman crying, which they guessed was Zhou Xi's mother.

When they arrived at the main hall, they could see a coffin made of Phoebe zhennan wood in the distance. Zhou Linnan was old and had turned completely white overnight after experiencing such a tragic event. His mother was also crying in the hall, and no one could persuade her to stop.

Song Yi felt something was off from the moment he entered. Ever since participating in the horror game, he had become very sensitive. This wasn't his first time at the Zhou residence; he had been there twice before and even stayed there once. Back then, he found the place quite comfortable, but today he had this inexplicable feeling.

Could it be because someone passed away, causing the magnetic field to be off?

Song Yi: "Lu Xiao, do you feel like something's not right?"

When Lu Xiao saw Song Yi ask this question, he looked around and said, "Yes, I can't quite put my finger on it, but it's uncomfortable."

This feeling is like when you watch a horror movie. Even though you don't know the plot, you can roughly tell what will happen next just by listening to the background music. As characters in the movie, you naturally can't hear any background music, but Song Yi and Lu Xiao's sixth sense is like the background music.

Song Yi and Lu Xiao exchanged a glance. Something was wrong. If only one person felt something was wrong, it might be a coincidence, but if both of them felt something was wrong, then something was definitely wrong.

The butler saw the two men who had reached the door suddenly stop, turned around and said, "Please, gentlemen."

Song Yi and Lu Xiao suppressed their doubts and entered the hall to offer incense.

Inside the coffin, Zhou Xi listened to his mother's cries outside, tears streaming down his face. He tried to move, but his body wouldn't obey him. He wanted to scream, but no sound came out. He was terrified; he could hardly breathe. He knew he was really going to die.

In the corner, the busy housekeeper finally had a moment to rest.

The housekeeper, Lao Liu's, son, Liu Dong, was in poor health. He would often be out of breath when he went for a walk. Lao Liu usually paid great attention to his son's rest, but for some reason, he made his son stay behind the mourning hall today.

Liu Dong felt very tired and wanted to go home. What did Zhou Xi's death have to do with him? Why did his father insist on calling him over?

Liu Dong: "Dad, I'm a little tired. I want to go home first."

When Old Liu heard his son say he wanted to go home, he immediately refused sternly: "No, you must stay here until six o'clock tonight."

Old Liu never loses his temper with his son, but for some reason, his attitude was not good today. Liu Dong was a little unhappy and sat aside sulking.

Seeing this, Old Liu realized he had spoken too harshly and quickly tried to make amends:

"Son, you just don't get enough exercise. You usually can't stand sitting for more than an hour, but you've been here for three hours today, and you're still fine?"

“Dad has worked for the Zhou family for twenty-five years. Today is a special day, so please bear with it.”

Liu Dong felt that his body was really doing well today, or rather, it had been quite good recently. His asthma hadn't flared up for several days. Could it be that his body had really miraculously recovered?

To be honest, Liu Dong felt the most comfortable he had ever felt today, as if a surge of energy was bursting from his heart. He didn't want to offend his father, and since it was only for one day anyway, he might as well stay and keep his father company.

"OK then."

When his son obeyed him, Liu Dong smiled, and then, in a corner where no one was watching, he couldn't help but let out an excited smile.

He stared at the coffin in the front hall, his eyes filled with an unusual, almost manic look.

He wished time would pass faster. As long as Zhou Xi was completely dead by six o'clock tonight, his son's health would be restored. Not only that, everything that Zhou Xi owned would belong to his son.

Zhou Xi's destiny is the same as his son's destiny.