The accident in my life is only you

This kind of game requires not only to be good at guessing the other party's psychological activities, but also to analyze the authenticity of the numbers in the opponent's words. It is a game that quite tests each other's psychological endurance.

I sat down in front of the big boss, a little cautious, but still smiled and said: "Be merciful, I am a novice, I am not very good at it, if there is something wrong, please forgive me."

The big boss took a bite of the fruit slices in his hand, put the fingers of the other hand together, the palm was slightly tilted, and pointed to the table, the gentleman said: "Ladies first, you come first."

I had no choice but to play tricks on the door, pretending to be very skilled in shaking the cup that Xiaoya had turned upside down before, and opened it in my direction with one side.

The points in the cup in front of him are spread out, but it is not an easy card to play.

Xiaoya poked her head out from behind me and looked at my count, looking helpless.

I had no choice but to call out a number at random, a beginning that couldn't be more common, because when I saw Xiaoya playing with young people, it often started with this number.So in order to hide my nervousness, I randomly reported a number.

The big boss didn't have time to think about it, and soon reported another number that suppressed me. After saying it, he casually waited for me to play the next card.

At this time, the number given by the big boss is far from the hole card I shake out.I can only add the number up and turn it back to the number that is good for my hole card.

The big boss said another number that was hugely different from my hole cards in an attempt to cause me to panic.

So I went on and on and pushed that number even further.

At this time, the number I reported seemed to mess up the number that the big boss was thinking. He pondered for a while, and soon reported an even more outrageous number.

But this time, I had no choice but to follow his numbers, because the numbers in my heart have long been messed up, and now I am betting on who has the courage to end the game and open up each other's points.

The big boss reported a number that might be close to his own hole card as if he had a plan.

At this time, the scene was already extremely tense, but I blocked it in my heart, stopped the game directly, opened each other's cups, and checked the points.

When we opened the cup together to watch, Xiaoya's cheers suddenly sounded from behind me, "Yingying, that's amazing, I won the first round, it's amazing."

My heart was so nervous that it was about to jump out of my body, and when I saw each other's points, I finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The big boss opposite me smiled amiably, poured a full glass of beer into the empty wine glass in front of him, and signaled me to start the next round.

And he himself did not intend to pick up the glass and drink the beer he filled himself,

The young man behind him quickly drank the beer in front of him, and then put the empty glass back to its original position.

Looking at the weird situation in front of me, I wasn't too surprised. After all, I had already heard a lot from Xiaoya and the others before I came here.

I had to shake the cup in my hand and prepare for the next round.

And this round, in the opponent's psychological warfare, I was quickly defeated.

I drank the beer in front of me, put the glass back in place, and signaled the other party to start a new round.

I quickly analyzed the reason for my failure in the last round, and I also figured out the opponent's routine. Under my pretentious confusion, the opponent lost again.

This time, Xiaoya screamed and stood up excitedly, grabbing the clothes on my arms, wishing she could pass me and laugh at the singing youth behind the big boss.

The big boss repeated the last action, filling the empty glass in front of him with beer, but this time he still didn't reach out to take the wine glass on the table.

And amidst Xiaoya's screams, I blurted out without thinking deeply, "Why don't you drink, I drink even if I lose, why don't you drink?"

After I finished speaking, I immediately regretted my meddling. He is the sponsor of the money at this time, and I am just an idler to accompany me. I have no reason to ask the host to drink.

But the words have been spoken, and the apology at this time will only remove the other party's table and make each other very embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, the big boss smiled kindly, and said kindly: "I'm sorry, I can't drink alcohol due to physical reasons, or can I drink a little to make you feel good?"

"Ah? It's okay, it's okay, I'm just asking casually, it's okay."

Unexpectedly, he found a way for my recklessness to let me down with dignity.

The big boss took out a clean glass from the middle of the table, poured some beer into it, brought it to his mouth and took a sip, then put the glass back on the table, signaling me to start a new round.

In the next twenty or so rounds, I only lost four or five rounds, and I won the rest.

And the wine that I lost in these four or five rounds was all drunk by myself, and I didn't ask Xiaoya to replace it. After drinking these, I seemed to have just eaten some alcoholic food. Some liquid in it just expands.

The young man behind the big boss, his eyes were blurred and his cheeks flushed, but he was still sitting there, not drunk, but his words were a little awkward.

The time soon approached eleven o'clock, Xiaoya found a reason to end the game hastily, took me out of the box, and replaced it with other people to play the game.

I was sitting in the empty box where Xiaoya and the others were resting, surrounded by silence, and I was the only one sitting here waiting for Xiaoya to get off work.

This is the last peak hour of the night carnival, and it is also the busiest time for Xiaoya and the others.

The alcohol that had just been digested in my stomach quickly turned into a cloud of intoxication, emerging, wrapping the thoughts in my mind with a layer of white mist.

My head was a little dizzy, lying alone on the sofa, listening to a trace of loud music leaking through the crack of the door, the thoughts in my heart emerged one by one.

I thought of the short-haired girl I met here at this time last year, and the long-haired girl opposite her.

Are they still together now?Whether or not the mind is connected and accompanied by each other.

I have hidden Liu Shu in my heart for many years, and I have never confessed my love to each other with her one day, and spent a day together happily.

But just hiding her like this, it seems that she has been in and out of my heart thousands of times, and I feel that I have lost her thousands of times, close to Ling Chi.

Those longings climbed to the tip of my heart like vines, entangled and swallowed my whole body, and became more and more serious along with the drunkenness.

But today, I didn't bring the ring. I vaguely remember that I stuffed it in my suitcase last night and never brought it.I had no choice but to lie on the sofa, huddled into a ball, quietly waiting for the drunkenness to fade away, the longing to fade away, and the grinding desire to fade away.

At this time, the longing in my heart became heavier and heavier, crushing the last string in my heart.

Regardless of the last trace of reason in my heart, I picked up the mobile phone that I had thrown aside on the sofa, and entered the phone number again.

Unknowingly, in a trance, he still pressed the call button.

I tapped my drowsy head, trying to wake myself up, and the other side was like a drum beating, waiting for the other side to connect.

And after I made the call, I realized that it is already 11 o'clock in the evening. She may have fallen asleep, but the call has already been made and woke her up. It is not suitable to hang up the phone, and I don't want to hang up .

Halfway through the music, it was finally picked up over there.

But the voice over there was extremely sober, without the slightest drowsiness, "Hey, what's the matter?"

I pursed my lips and answered cautiously, "It's me."

"I know, what's the matter with you calling so late?" Liu Shu's voice was cold, no sorrow or joy could be heard.

At this time, due to the influence of alcohol, the grievances in my heart for so many years gradually swelled and turned into tears, which would soon rush out of my eyes.

I sniffed and suppressed the urge to cry, "I, I, I have nothing to do, I just want to call you and hear your voice."

There was an instant silence, and there was no more sound.

The silence over there suddenly hit the tears in my heart, they squeezed out the eyelids little by little, covered the whole eyes, and became blurred.

"I, I miss you so much, where are you now? It's been so long, have you ever thought of me, Liu Shu, me, me..."

This is the first time I have expressed my thoughts on her so clearly, with a little love, and revealed the secrets in my heart bit by bit.

Liu Shu over there quickly noticed my strangeness. Maybe she had always known that Lin Ying would not easily say such warm words.

Her tone finally fluctuated, with a little worry, "Yingying, where are you now? Are you outside at this late hour?"

I bit my lip, forced to suppress the choking in my throat, and replied in a low voice: "I'm with my friends, outside."

"Then why don't you go back, it's so late now." Liu Shu's voice returned to calm, with a little tenderness.

I was full of longing just now, but was quickly distracted by Liu Shu's words. I forgot what I wanted to say, and just replied in a daze: "I will go back later, don't worry, I will go back soon."

"Okay, then do you have anything else to do? If not, I'll hang up the phone?"

I obediently replied: "Not anymore."

"Then I hang up."

I still replied obediently: "Okay."

It wasn't until I hung up the phone that I remembered that I originally called her to tell her that I miss her very much, I like her very much, and I have liked her for many, many years.

But without saying anything, he just hung up the phone.

I looked at the mobile phone in my hand dumbly, and the thoughts in my heart surged up more and more, and my whole head was biting and chaotic.

I had no choice but to throw the phone further away to prevent myself from calling Liu Shu again on the spur of the moment.

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