Finally back home, I lay on my own bed, and Song Huai stood by the door, looking at me. "I put the radio in the storeroom."

At first, I didn't call the police at all.

Anyway, even if I did, there was no evidence to catch him. It would only make him more fearless.

I just asked Song Huai to bring a radio with a police siren recording and put it downstairs.

Who knew his luck was bad, and he happened to be killed by Shen Zhou, so I had to call the police again.

"So, you secretly planned so many things and only told me when it was almost over?" His tone was hard to discern.

"You didn't tell me that I was already dead."

Song Huai rolled his eyes. He was always indifferent, but he actually made such a gesture.

It was the first time I felt his speechlessness.

"Who in this world can defy fate? You didn't die at all. How could I tell you?"

"But my Southern Dipper is dim, while the Northern Dipper shines like a lamp?" I was shocked.

"Your Southern Dipper Seven Stars is dim, while the Northern Dipper shines like a lamp because when you were a child, you played astrology by yourself and wanted to use 'Northern Dipper Death Annotation' to remove your death record and be listed in the ranks of immortals."

It seemed to ring a bell. I had a high fever and was hospitalized at that time. My dad said it was chickenpox afterwards.

"Then why haven't I recovered all these years?"

The star chart will automatically recover.

"Emmmm, because when you had a fever, you wanted to die and be reborn, so you played a round of 'Southern Dipper Life Annotation'." His gaze at me couldn't be described as pity or mockery.

"Did I channel all the energy of my star chart to the Southern Dipper and the Northern Dipper?" I couldn't believe it.

"Ahem, to be precise, they annihilated each other. The Northern Dipper in the sky couldn't sense your energy, so it lit up your Northern Dipper. It thought you were already dead, so it never recovered."

No wonder Lao Liu thought the Northern Dipper star chart on me was a seven-star lamp.

"So your dad forbade you from touching astrology." He added.

I pouted. No wonder my dad said my star chart was dim and told me that our family's ancestral precept was not to touch astrology.

I always thought it was because I had bad luck, but it turns out I was just stupid!

"And what about the snow disaster?" I still couldn't accept being so ordinary. After all, being a corpse is quite exciting.

"You and the food were buried together, and you ate crunchingly. You had gastroenteritis and a fever. You don't remember anything after that."

"What about my dad?"

How did Song Huai know so much? It must be my dad who told him.

"Your dad went to Australia for a trip. His phone was stolen on the way, and his passport was lost too. He's now a vagrant abroad. The embassy contacted me a few days ago, and that's how I found out. Your dad also told me about these things."

...

My missing dad contacted me in an unexpected way.

Among the crowd of people being repatriated.

I stood at the embassy gate, looking at my father, tattered clothes, covered in dust, but I couldn't smile.