After memorizing the book, I am super strong

"Is that so, you still have to make a special phone call to notify me of such a trivial matter as the Three Kingdoms Killer rank against me!"

Xie Gongxuan is regretting now, why did she tell her cronies about the phone number of her landline, the soul that has not fought all night for a long time is revived with the arrival of morning.

"Oh my friend, you don't want to snatch any spicy sticks from me within 24 hours :)"

Then she hung up the phone coldly without waiting for Xu Wu's reply.

The paper novels in the room suddenly became unsavory, and I had to go downstairs to find some food to relieve the depression in my heart.

And that was why she stood on the edge of the stairs a few minutes later, touching the banister and hesitating whether to go down and face Dostoevsky.

Because of the wonderful conversation last time, she doesn't know how to face Fyodor now, and she always feels that when she sees him, it's like seeing the grievances and secrets of the previous generation.

Of course, this is not a decisive factor.What really contributed to the root of the tragedy was...

She still doesn't remember his full name, but only vaguely remembers the connection with a place in the United States that is rich in Orleans sauce.

Wouldn't it be bleak to be discovered if I said a few more words?

Just when she was wondering which is more important, food or face, the indescribable aroma of black tea, which is between light and strong, between fragrance and temptation, just floated to her side.

"What I have in front of me now is Lapsang Souchong. If milk is added, it will form a milk tea as beautiful and fragrant as maple syrup."

"If you are looking forward to it, come down now, and I can share it with you?"

Dostoevsky tapped the hot air from the cup with his fingers, inviting friends passing by like a bored child without toys.

"..." Xie Gongxuan silently clenched her hands into fists. "That's what you said, I'm going to get the milk now!"

……

A few minutes later, she stirred the food in front of her at a leisurely pace, looking forward to the beautiful brown-red milk tea gradually taking shape.

Looking at such a beautiful color, the aroma of black tea seems to climb along the spoon, extending to her sense of taste.

"Wow, the best in the world, you really know how to enjoy life, right?" The compliment from Xie Gongxuan came late, "But how do you feel that you are so idle today, um, I didn't eat lemons, so let me ask—— "

However, in fact, her envy, jealousy and hatred have been written on her face in bold, red and italicized letters.

"Originally, I was in this country just to make sure whether the situation I expected had been achieved—" Tosi said in a daze, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "but it seems that there has been a situation that I have never thought about before."

Xie Gongxuan was stunned: "What's wrong?"

"On the first day I came here, I originally planned to visit your parents first?"

However, what they saw was strict and heavy security, which seemed to protect their lives at any time.

It's like...a giant sail on the cusp of the storm.

It was at that time that he suddenly realized that if he really saw them, that unfortunate disaster and terrifying crisis would spread out from that door and be transmitted to Xie Gongxuan as the cruel end.

"However, they don't seem to have the conditions to receive guests."

Having come to this conclusion, Fyodor didn't even touch the tea in front of him, as if making the tea was not for drinking, but for enjoying the process itself.

Xie Gongxuan was quiet for a while, then suddenly replied: "They... are very busy. After all, I haven't seen them a few times since I was a child."

His purple eyes sank, and when he was about to say something, there was a slight knock at the door.

"Well, Dazai Osamu is coming back~" She casually bit the spoon, such a delicious milk tea, every sip will be missing, every bit should be cherished.

"He's back, you seem very happy." Dostoevsky's subtle dissatisfaction was as slight as the sweetness of black tea in half a spoonful of honey.

Xie Gongxuan, who had just stood up, paused, and inadvertently glanced at his expressionless profile.

Do you have something on your mind?

"It's rare to have time, let's play some exciting games——"

Xie Gongxuan invited briskly.

"You too."

……

A table, with dewy white lilies in gilded glass vases.

Three armchairs, let them form a triangular seat belonging to the poker game.

as well as……

Two people who are unwilling to play their cards.

"Are you two holding cards to save up for the New Year? I'm almost rusted from waiting—"

Unbearable Xie Gongxuan slapped the table angrily.The taboos of life have been added one after another after meeting these two people, and now there must be one more supplementary clause——

[Don't play poker with them both. 】

"Don't worry? I brought you a cream cake."

Osamu Dazai crossed his long legs casually, and leaned on the soft plush seat in a relaxed and leisurely posture. Since he didn't need to go out, he was wearing a slim black long coat, holding a card on his chin, and looking at the card table More like a night sky without stars.

"Hey, cake! Then you guys hurry up."

Xie Gongxuan suddenly lost her temper, and her only goal became to enjoy freshly baked food.

On the opposite side, Fyodor is at ease all the time. Even in a game like poker, he is like drinking tea while listening to classical music in a good French restaurant, but his expressionless face and slightly narrowed eyes show that, He is also constantly calculating and thinking about something.

Dazai said casually: "If I had caught the K, you probably wouldn't have sacrificed your joker so early—but even if you got the chance to go first, I don't know if it would just take advantage of your intentions." Woolen cloth."

Fyodor replied softly, but it was a fierce battle: "Really. If you don't answer, it's fine for me. But your next step, the next step, will be like a clear spring in a reed. Did it come out easily?"

Osamu Dazai ignored the temptation in his words, but provoked other words: "In order to win the final victory, the four big cards in your hand must be out as soon as possible, but seeing how you hold them to the end, you must go out." It takes a special method."

Fyodor was not panicked at all, and still stated unhurriedly: "Can you calculate my four big cards? According to different definition methods, if you count as big cards from K and above to A and above, your trump card 2-3 too, right?"

Xie Gongxuan:? ? ?

She leaned against the chair helplessly: "We are just playing cards, do you have to count until the last move!"

Fyodor chuckled at her intentionally, with a troubled tone in his tone: "If you get such a good card and lose, it will make some people feel complacent."

Osamu Dazai curled his fingers and turned his head towards Xie Gongxuan.

"Because I know Gong Xuan's micro expressions and little habits very well, so based on the cards in your and my hands, the whole game is a clear card for me, okay?"

"It is precisely because of this that it is even more impossible to lose."

Xie Gongxuan: ...

"Even if you deliberately address me in such a nasty way, I won't ignore the fact that you just despised my IQ!"

Xie Gongxuan directly punched Dazai on the shoulder with one hand that did not catch the cards, and with the other hand, gave up and buckled the barely played poker on the table. Ki cast a condemning look.

"You are not allowed to laugh either!!"

"My immunity to pretending to be innocent has broken through the third level. You are all the culprits in the current situation. No one can get out of my competitive blacklist."

Dazai pressed his shoulder that was hit as if he had been severely injured, and his tone became a little more serious: "Is that so, since it is the last round, it is even more impossible to admit defeat."

Fyodor gave up his White Lotus script because of her condemnation, and his tone was the same as his own, with a delicate but unnegligible illusion: "If you bet everything, you have to hold the victory in your hands—"

Xie Gongxuan: ...

"What the hell do you lose and win!"

"I am the landlord!"

……

There was a brief silence.

Osamu Dazai, who was the first to write a new line, smiled gently, as lightly as a dendrobium orchid held by a robin falling to the surface of the sea, dotting a circle of ripples.

He said: "No matter under what circumstances, Gong Xuan will never be my enemy."

Fyodor’s words and deeds are still as cold and weak as Snow Flower, but with the determination and persistence of Siberia’s ice——

"Treasure you, just like cherishing your own siblings, right?"

Xie Gongxuan: ...

Two swindlers, are you playing your cards right? !

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