Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

enthusiasm?

Three minutes of enthusiasm can also be considered enthusiasm, but it is short-lived, like a flash in the pan, only three minutes.

Folk probability theory is very interesting.

Excluding the dogs who were being lured, there are only two possibilities for the confession.

Agree or be rejected.

This is a probability of up to 50 percent!

It is much better than the mechanism of shared guarantee across all servers in Three Kingdoms Kill.

So, it’s also fun to like this thing.

Because the person you like only needs to confess and express his or her feelings.

However, people who are liked tend to be somewhat worried about gains and losses.

Eh...you like me?

real or fake?

What do you like about me?

If you don’t get an answer, you will become suspicious and distrustful of this love.

But once you get the answer.

In the future, there will inevitably be an extra layer of concerns in our interactions.

Even if not accepted.

If she likes my gentleness, she will involuntarily think about the tone, attitude and even the volume of my voice before she says each word.

If she likes my kindness, she will have to try to behave more kindly every time she feeds stray cats.

As the night fell, I tossed and turned in bed but could not fall asleep.

Have my actions today broken the original filter in her mind?

Distorted, contradictory, hypocritical, and artificial.

The burden that cannot be thrown away and the thoughts that are overly concerned.

Strange, this shouldn't be the case.

Even I hate myself.

then.

Vow to be yourself again the next day.

then.

Dawn breaks and cocks crow.

then.

After going around in circles, it's a repeat of yesterday.

In the eyes of others, it should be covered with a layer of hazy and rainbow-colored [filter].

But in the end, it is just a prison that imprisons the self.

Gray prison.

……

For Yu Suqing, he couldn't say that he liked passion, but he didn't hate it either.

The so-called enthusiasm, after all, is just a temporary passion.

Just like the rising sun, burning and climbing to the top of the mountain, filled with bright morning light.

It's like the setting sun, gradually fading down the mountain and disappearing into the desolate afterglow.

The sun won't stay up forever.

Therefore.

No one can be passionate forever.

Su Qing walked towards the dining table without stopping.

Even if I don’t know the answer, it’s much more reassuring than just standing there.

"let's go?"

He came to Shizuka Hiratsuka's side and looked down at this nominal teacher. The other party still had some rationality at this time and rested his head on his arms.

Then, Su Qing called softly.

"Go? I haven't drunk enough yet! Qingzi, bring me some more wine!" Shizuka Hiratsuka spoke incoherently, but fortunately she didn't say anything strange.

"Ms. Keiko, we're about to close. How about this, next time you come, I'll definitely have a drink with you, okay?"

Worried that forcibly carrying Hiratsuka Shizuka away would lead to resistance from the other party, Su Qing chose to strategically appease her with a few words.

"Closing so early? Okay. But, you said it. Next time we won't leave until we are drunk!" Shizuka Hiratsuka said with a silly smile, her hazy almond eyes open.

"Yes. But before that, give me the car keys first." Out of politeness and to avoid the risk of being vomited on, Su Qing asked Hiratsuka Shizuka to give him the keys himself.

You can also check if the other person is drunk to the point of being unconscious.

"Car keys? Here!"

After a while, Hiratsuka Shizuka took out a key from her pocket, threw it on the table domineeringly, and said arrogantly:

"walk home!"

After saying that, Shizuka Hiratsuka leaned on the table and prepared to get up and leave.

"Do you need me to support you?" Su Qing asked.

"No, no. Don't look down on me!" After drinking, Hiratsuka Shizuka's middle school mentality became more obvious, and even the way she spoke was like the protagonist of a hot-blooded comic.

But just like people in mainland China in their daily lives, they don’t speak in the same tone as those used in Mandarin exams.

The islanders wouldn't be so exaggerated in their daily tone.

If an outsider saw it, they might think there was a camera hidden somewhere, filming some strange special effects.

"Okay. Then you go ahead." Su Qing obediently made way for Hiratsuka Shizuka and made a gesture for you to go first.

Seeing this, the latter naturally snorted, then swaggered out of the ramen shop.

As for Su Qing, he said that he wanted Hiratsuka Shizuka to walk in front, but he actually followed behind her, always paying attention to whether she would fall accidentally.

I remember that Mahiru, who hadn't drunk alcohol before, would fall flat on her face, not to mention Hiratsuka Shizuka, who had drunk alcohol at this moment.

As I walked out of the ramen shop, a gust of evening breeze blew towards me.

Refreshing and a bit cool.

But it was just right for Shizuka Hiratsuka, and it instantly made her drunkenness subside a lot.

"I haven't greeted Keiko and the others yet..." Standing at the door of the ramen shop, Shizuka Hiratsuka suddenly remembered this.

"I have said goodbye to them for you."

Su Qing pressed the unlock button of the car key, and the sports car started moving. The headlights lit up instantly, just hitting Hiratsuka Shizuka's face.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Although it wasn't glaring, it still made her feel dizzy. Shizuka Hiratsuka said angrily.

"I want to try whether alcohol will reduce people's sensitivity to light." Su Qing walked straight to the sports car, sat in the driver's seat, and said casually.

"So what's the result?" After waiting for Su Qing to reverse and stop in front of Hiratsuka Shizuka, the latter asked angrily.

"A rigorous scientific attitude does not allow me to easily draw conclusions after conducting only one experiment." While waiting for Hiratsuka Shizuka to sit in the co-pilot seat, Su Qing spread his hands and said helplessly.

"You are so rigorous. Do you want to work in a laboratory and become a scientist in the future?"

Fasten your seat belt yourself. After hearing this answer, Shizuka Hiratsuka was so angry that she laughed on the spot.

"Can't I pursue rigor without becoming a scientist?" Su Qing asked back.

Subsequently.

Engage gear, half clutch, handbrake, accelerate, shift gears...

A series of coherent and seemingly ordinary operations added a roar to the silent night sky.

Like dissatisfaction with the daylight.

Like a struggle against dissatisfaction.

"Being rigorous in everything is very tiring!" Shizuka Hiratsuka chuckled, as if she had a lot of feelings about Su Qing's words, and sighed.

"Even answers that are obtained rigorously may not be credible, let alone answers that are not rigorous. So it is better to be rigorous."

Worried that the car was going too fast and would turn Shizuka Hiratsuka into a beautiful "vomit line" in the night, Su Qing just stepped on the accelerator lightly.

"You're driving so slowly, are you afraid to drive?"

This was the first time in Shizuka Hiratsuka's life that she had ridden in a man's car other than her father.

No... this seems to be my car.

In short, it was because of her own car that Shizuka Hiratsuka keenly felt that the car was going a bit slow.

It’s not exciting enough, nor thrilling enough!

"Teacher, haven't you heard of safe driving?" Su Qing said lightly.

Hearing this, Hiratsuka Shizuka just curled her lips in disdain.

Driving so slowly, it’s better to run at night!

"You can't drive so slowly, can you? Qingzi, drive faster~"

Under the caress of the moonlight, Shizuka Hiratsuka's rosy face was made even more attractive, her eyes were misty and captivating.

"That's fine." Su Qing responded.

"Great!" Shizuka Hiratsuka shouted happily like a child.