I no longer had much interest in matters between men and women.
I was about to turn twenty-seven, but so far, I had only ever been in one relationship, with Fang Man.
But Fang Man had already died because of my ill fate. Seventh Master said I brought death to my wife.
My fate pattern was like that of a cursed lone star. With a girl as wonderful as Fang Man serving as a warning, how could I dare date anyone?
Besides, I didn't think Lin Yin liked me. This wasn't some idol drama. How could she just fall for me like that?
"Don't talk nonsense. I've barely met her a few times. How could I possibly like her?"
"Besides, there's a flaw in my fate pattern."
Afraid Song Xiaotian and the others would start teasing me again, I told them my fate brought death to my wife. And it wasn't just someone who married me who would suffer-even someone dating me would.
An Ning's hand shook, and her chopsticks nearly fell to the floor. She stared at me in shock. "You... bring death to your wife?"
I nodded. "Not just my wife. My parents, too."
Song Xiaotian looked at me in horror. "You won't bring death to us, will you?"
I was speechless. "How could it be that sinister? You couldn't find a fate pattern that sinister anywhere in the world. I only bring misfortune to my partner and relatives. You aren't related to me by blood."
Song Xiaotian let out a breath of relief. "That's good. You scared me so much I was thinking of cutting ties with you."
An Ning didn't ask any more questions. After all, I brought death to my wife. What else was there to ask?
Once they finished eating, we prepared to visit