CHAPTER 203: CHAPTER 176:

"From the time I left home till now, I haven’t hit a single red light."

[...]

Some people don’t quite understand what he means.

"Do you know what that means?"

Wang Qiuhui is a full-time ride-hailing driver. He’s not like ordinary people who only need to drive when commuting or running errands.

Practically every moment of his day is spent in the car, and avoiding red lights is harder than ascending to the heavens.

[No way! Not a single one?]

[If you say it like that, I think you’re freakishly lucky. I drive for half an hour every day with seven or eight red lights, and I’ve never had them all be green.]

[Forget your half-hour drive, I only need two red lights to walk to work, and I still end up waiting every day.]

...

Wang Qiuhui nodded, "Not a single one."

Everything went so smoothly, as if he would miss something if even a bit of time was wasted.

Coupled with various things encountered along the way, he became more convinced that he may have received a sign from above.

Before this, he definitely wasn’t the kind of person who liked gambling.

Had it not been for these occurrences, he probably wouldn’t have come up with such an idea.

However, it somewhat conflicted with his usual beliefs, which is why he was willing to waste such a precious opportunity to ask Mu Yunchu about this kind of question.

Deep down, he was still very conflicted.

After Wang Qiuhui finished telling all these things, except for some new fans and a few others who just joined the stream, most people couldn’t help but believe what he said.

If you don’t believe in this kind of thing, you generally wouldn’t be here watching the livestream.

[I don’t know why, but knowing that someone might win the big prize makes me feel terrible.]

[My own poverty is sad enough, but if someone got rich right in front of me, I might just want to die.]

[Why don’t you tell me what numbers you’re planning to buy? I’m not buying, I’m just curious.]

[You make it sound so real... it’s like those abacus beads are about to fly at my face. But then again, I kind of want to hear it too.]

[Suddenly thinking if everyone in the livestream rushes to buy lottery tickets and wins, would the lottery station be shocked?]

...

But they were mostly joking around, not seriously considering doing it.

The main thing was, Wang Qiuhui wasn’t going to tell them the numbers he had in mind either.

As long as Mu Yunchu gave him a definite answer, he’d go straight to the lottery station as soon as he got off the highway without saying a word.

At this moment, including the thousands in the livestream and Wang Qiuhui himself, everyone was intensely focused on Mu Yunchu, wanting her to give an answer.

But Wang Qiuhui only glanced a few times, as he was already off the highway and there were noticeably more cars on the road. He couldn’t afford for anything to go wrong now.

Some sharp-eyed netizens noticed that although he had been off the highway for some time, he truly hadn’t stopped once——which meant he really hadn’t hit a red light.

However, just as everyone began to gradually believe what he said, Mu Yunchu gave an answer none had ever considered.

"Your grandfather indeed sent you a message in a dream." Mu Yunchu slightly furrowed her brow, looking more serious than usual, "But it’s not to tell you that you’re about to win the lottery."

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Wang Qiuhui hadn’t yet realized what he was about to encounter.

"He’s trying to save your life."

The moment Mu Yunchu’s icy words came out, Wang Qiuhui slammed on the brakes.

Unknowingly, he had been led by the GPS to a less frequent road, an empty highway with only his car, and a cold sweat inexplicably crawled over his back.

"Save my life?"

[What does it mean? Is the streamer suggesting that there’s a life-threatening danger for him?]

[Oh my god, why did I suddenly shiver in broad daylight?]

[Have you ever watched a drama nearing its end, where the female lead goes out on what seems like an ordinary morning, just like usual, making breakfast, working, and then coming home after work?]

[I feel like every drama has such a scene... ]

[No, what I mean is there’s a detail in it that’s quite similar to what the guy is experiencing now. At the time, the female lead also felt extremely lucky over trivial things like making perfect eggs for breakfast and not hitting a single red light on her drive to work, and then having everything go smoothly at the radio station...

Later she realized during the car accident that everything went smoothly because it perfectly timed her for the accident. If any small thing had delayed her, the final outcome wouldn’t have been such a coincidence.]

[I think I know which drama you’re talking about... because I’ve seen it too, and the last bit of the plot left a deep impression on me. It gave me a sense that human death is really orchestrated by the design of death itself.]

Seeing this comment made Wang Qiuhui even more frightened.

He was in the same ’smooth sailing’ situation now.

What was supposed to be a symbol of luck, after what that person said, suddenly exuded an overwhelming eeriness.

Fortunately, Wang Qiuhui’s car was stationary at the moment, but if he were to keep driving forward now, there was no way he’d dare.

No one would dare in this situation!

[I think... just parking the car by the roadside like that isn’t quite right either, why not listen to the streamer more, she might not mean it like that.]

[Right, right, especially with sunset approaching, I feel driving at night would be more dangerous.]

Right now, Wang Qiuhui felt like crying without tears.

The netizens split into two camps, just like the little voices fighting in his head.

One side urged him to go home quickly, since he’d have to eventually, better now before it gets more dangerous.

But the other side warned him against rashly moving now, otherwise, what if something unexpected happened later?

He even feared the surrounding buildings at the sides of the road.

Terrified that while driving, one might suddenly collapse and trap him inside.

Who understands!

He was fine when he left home in the morning, but now he couldn’t even get back home.

In desperation, reminded by a comment, he held onto the last shred of hope and turned to Mu Yunchu.

"Streamer, is it like what they said?"

Mu Yunchu didn’t fully agree with him, "But your day of smooth sailing was indeed intended for you to encounter something at a specific time."

Wang Qiuhui’s heart went completely cold.

He even felt himself freezing all over.

"Does that mean I’m destined to die?"

"Is there any way to save me?"