Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 672 Almost flawless
"Is that the three girls?"

In the lobby of the casino, there was still the baccarat table that Liu Xiexi had been sitting on all the time—but since he and Ajie finished their betting, this table has not been opened again.

Although the new banker has taken over from the previous one, he stands here with a nervous expression—he is even wiping the card strips for gamblers with a rag...

If this evil guy doesn't walk away, who would dare to gamble?

At this time, listening to Liu Zixing's abrupt words, Hou Chen Yuhan was taken aback, and then quickly glanced at the rich wives—they didn't move, they just stood at another table, didn't they? looked towards her.

Depending on the situation, it seems that he intends to come and ask, but he has some scruples.They probably couldn't figure out the relationship between themselves and the person next to him who won a lot of money in the casino.

"En." Hou Chen Yuhan nodded quickly.

Anyway, there is no one at this baccarat table at the moment, and she is not afraid that others will hear her say, "I was brought here by them, I thought it was an ordinary leisure club...so."

"You're married." Liu Zixing said abruptly.

Hou Chen Yuhan was taken aback, and wanted to ask him how he knew, but seeing the other party staring at his finger with the ring on it, he nodded... Then he hurriedly said: "I... I'm not that kind of person. I, I really am not Come here to play, to play with men..."

Liu Zixing shook his head, "Your matter has nothing to do with me. After you get the money, you go out with me, and then we go our separate ways. But if you said you don't want the money, then I won't give it."

Hou Chen Yuhan nodded.

The waiting time is always long...Hou Chen Yuhan didn't know what to say to this man, she felt extremely awkward, and being in such an environment all the time made her even more uneasy—but she didn't dare to leave easily open.

She took out her mobile phone and looked at it, and found that the mobile phone had already run out of power and automatically shut down... The said charger was still with her, but she didn't know where to charge it right now.

"You...you're so lucky." Hou Chen Yuhan was still a little too scared, she was afraid that the wealthy wives would find out that she had nothing to do with this man, so she walked up directly.

I was even more afraid that once these rich wives and students came forward to get entangled, this man would ignore him directly because he was afraid of trouble, and would not take him away-so he had to find some topics.

Even if it's just a sentence or not, at least you don't have to look like you don't know each other.

"Luck?" Liu Zixing shook his head after hearing this, and sneered, "If I say that I have used all my future luck today, after today I may die on the street because of bad luck, do you believe it?"

Hou Chen Yuhan shook her head submissively... This man gave her a very strange feeling - not a feeling of heartbeat, but a feeling of a homeless wretch.

A person who has become rich overnight and has money that no one else can earn in a lifetime...but he looks so pitiful.

"I don't believe it myself." Liu Zixing laughed at himself, "But it is the truth."

"Don't be so pessimistic." Hou Chen Yuhan shook his head, "You are fine, why did you die so suddenly?"

"Would it be strange to die violently?"

Liu Zixing said indifferently: "The population of this world is too large. If any impossible thing is magnified on this horrible base, the probability will be magnified. Let alone, I saw a news a few years ago , You may not believe it, there is a father and son who just came home from dinner at their grandparents. On the way, the father got off the car and went to the convenience store next to him to buy something to coax the child. The child stayed in the car because of his inconvenience. On. Unexpectedly, in just a few minutes, when the father was crossing the road at the green light, he was still hit by a drunk driver. As a result, the father was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, but no one knew about the child, and finally suffocated to death in the You said, the suffocated child was already unfortunate, but he died because of misfortune, and the world did not give him any warmth. Isn’t such a thing tragic enough? Wouldn’t it happen? So If I will die suddenly tomorrow, what is so strange about it. What's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable? "

Liu Zixing noticed that the woman who had just helped him draw cards lowered her head, her lips were tightly pressed, and her face was pale.

"No...I..." Hou Chen Yuhan shook his head, took a deep breath, and said with a forced smile, "I just feel that you...what you said is correct."

"Are you the mother of that child?" Liu Zixing said abruptly.

Hou Chen Yuhan suddenly raised his head, looked at the other party in disbelief, and subconsciously said: "You, you already knew?"

Liu Zixing shook his head: "I guessed, my guesses are very accurate today, do you believe it?"

As if he was afraid that Hou Chen Yuhan would not believe it, Liu Zixing casually took a playing card from the side that had been used but hadn't been collected yet, and drew out a card, "Queen of Spades."

He flipped it over, just like what he said, and the sign that he flipped over directly showed that it was the Q of Spades.

He shouted a number before the flop, and then verified his correctness again and again-as if, he already knew what would be turned out.

"This..." Hou Chen Yuhan couldn't imagine that such a thing would happen, but her intuition told her that the other party didn't tell any lies, "Then you... guess my name?"

"I can't guess this." Liu Zixing shook his head, "There are only 52 cards, so my luck should be enough. But the combinations of names are endless, so my luck may not be enough. As for the guess just now, it just depends on your appearance , It’s just a heartbeat. I’m sorry, I didn’t intend to bring up your sadness, don’t mind.”

"No, nothing." Hou Chen Yuhan shook his head and said sadly, "It's been a long time."

Liu Zixing nodded, looked at a certain door of the casino in front of him, and suddenly said: "Get ready, I will leave with me as soon as I withdraw the money. If I have a hunch, someone is already waiting for me outside."

"You mean... people from the casino?" Hou Chen Yuhan was startled.

"Not necessarily." Liu Zixing smiled lightly, "I'm a rotten person. For gambling, my family was ruined, and even my dearest mother would sever ties with me and drive me away. It's normal to have more enemies."

"But you..." Hou Chen Yuhan planned to say something else.

But Liu Zixing had already stood up - the consultant of the casino, Ajie, had already delivered the check and walked in front of him.

She looked at Liu Zixing silently... Now that she had said these words, why did she come to this place to gamble again?

"Welcome to come next time, I will definitely not lose to you next time." Ajie smiled calmly.

It seems that the money lost is only a very small amount.

However, Liu Zixing accepted the check silently, and then checked his account with his mobile phone, and found that the other part of the money had also arrived, so he looked at Ajie and said calmly, "I'm afraid this is the last time I will gamble."

Ajie frowned instantly, "You mean, you won't gamble anymore?"

Such an opponent he couldn't defeat did not make him feel frustrated, but instead aroused his desire to win.His state of mind had been almost perfect since he graduated from the teacher...but because of Liu Zixing's words, he couldn't help being shaken—anger.

"No." Liu Zixing shook his head: "I said, I won't gamble anymore...but I will still gamble, bet on other things."

"What's the bet?" Ajie asked subconsciously.

"future."

"future?"

"Yes." Liu Zixing nodded, "This is the only thing I can gamble with in my life."

After Liu Zixing finished speaking, he didn't say anything more, he just motioned for Hou Chen Yuhan to follow him, and left in front of Ajie.

Ajie has a feeling that he may not meet this strange man again in the future, just like his master, the one known as the God of Gamblers, after losing to a person who can't even gamble, It's like never seeing this opponent again.

He suddenly remembered the last sentence his master said before he became a teacher: There is no strongest gambler in this world, but there must be the strongest gambler—that is who dares to gamble against fate, uses life as a bargaining chip, and finally wins. The person who wants to beat Tianbanzi.

"I lost."

The young gambling expert quietly surrendered.He still doesn't have the courage to challenge his own destiny and future.

……

……

Simple merry-go-round, seesaw.

Swaying, impermanent banyan tree shadows and cold wind in early winter.

A swing was also installed on the small sand pool, and Zhu Maolin and Xiaolu sat on the adjacent swing boards.

This is just a very simple slice of tiramisu, a small piece only the size of Xiaolu's palm.

After sitting down, Xiaolu didn't say a word, but carefully, preciously, cut a small piece with a fork and put it in her mouth as if reluctant to part with it.

It took a long time, and it took a long time to think about it before I was willing to cut out a little bit with a fork. All the delicacies in the world seemed to have been concentrated in this small tiramisu cut.

This is probably the happiest and most satisfying way to eat the cake.

Zhu Maolin didn't ask Xiaolu how the injury on her face came about, nor did she ask why she was sitting on the stairs downstairs and weeping secretly, even though her clothes were messy, she didn't ask—Xiaolu didn't take the initiative either. Say.

There are some things that you don’t want others to know—this is what Zhu Maolin said not too long ago: He told Xiaolu just like that in Neili, a hot pot restaurant not long ago.

At eleven thirty-seven in the evening, he stayed here with Xiaolu for more than ten minutes, and there were still 37 minutes before twelve o'clock.

This future time is like the clouds in the sky this night, and it is impossible to know how these clouds will change in the next second.

"Well... I can't bear to eat it." Xiaolu suddenly stopped, put the remaining cakes back into the box, looked at Zhu Maolin, and said softly: "It would be great if this box could be stopped for a year. ...Next year, at this time, I can still open it."

Younger girls have such absurd and beautiful fantasies in their hearts.

But Zhu Maolin is no longer young, even if he knows that if he just says something at this time, he may be able to leave something deeper than an impression in the girl's heart.

Not maybe, but knowing, because he has had love before, and knows where the nutrients it needs to germinate come from.

The girl is now waiting for him to say something like that, staring deeply—like the fledgling character that unfolded when she was filming that commercial.

The light lips are not covered with lipstick like they were during the shooting, but it seems that the sweet cherry flavor still remains... Maybe, now it is also mixed with the aroma of tiramisu.

What kind of sweet taste will this be?
Zhu Maolin closed his eyes instead, but he couldn't imagine.

"Like a bear in spring." Zhu Maolin said suddenly, and opened his eyes at the same time.

Xiaolu showed a puzzled look.

Zhu Maolin said with a faint smile: "A description in "Norwegian Forest". I like it, just like liking bears in spring."

"Why a bear?" Xiaolu asked subconsciously.

Zhu Maolin looked up at the cloudy sky above, as if imagining its non-stop appearance as a little bear, and said: "In the field in spring, a hundred flowers are in full bloom, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. You walk on the hillside alone. A furry, black and white bear came across. It sat in front of you stupidly, blinking at you, so you hugged it, and then rolled down the soft hillside. You don’t hurt , because the bear is very soft, because the grass and soil are also very soft. Your body is covered with grass clippings and petals of wild chrysanthemums. At this moment, you don’t have to think about anything, and your body and mind are comfortable...don’t you like it?”

"I like it." Xiaolu closed her eyes and said softly.

"I used these words to catch up with my current wife." Zhu Maolin instantly interrupted Xiaolu's fantasy.

She opened her eyes, surprised and disappointed, and there was something that Zhu Maolin couldn't see through: everything explained it, and she was surprised that he would... refuse at this time.

"Do you...do you love your wife very much?" Xiaolu asked hesitantly.

"How can I not love her?" Zhu Maolin asked back.

Xiaolu didn't speak, but opened the box, silently ate the tiramisu under her body bit by bit, then stood up from the swing stool, turned her back to the bamboo forest, and stood upright, as if As if preparing for something.

She also took a deep breath, "Can I sing?"

"Birthday song?"

At this moment, Zhu Maolin also thought of this song that he should be able to sing.But Xiaolu shook her head lightly, and said in a low voice, "A song written to me by a bard..."

Zhu Maolin was stunned, as if he didn't hear clearly, but saw Xiaolu suddenly opened her hands, like a swan spreading its wings, spinning, jumping, spinning, jumping, and lowered her body.

—Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

- Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

— give my regards to a girl there

—She was once my true love.

— asked her to make me a sackcloth...

She closed her eyes, as if she could no longer see the hustle and bustle... never stop.

The surrounding winter scene seems to have retreated to late autumn, and the bleak autumn wind swept across the endless wasteland with the smell of hay. She was like a barefoot wandering dancer, waiting for the returnee.

This is not any version that Zhu Maolin is familiar with.

He unknowingly exiled his thoughts to this wasteland, forgetting everything.

It seems that she really came to this lonely dancer and became the person she expected to return.

Gently, he heard the dancer's call.

"My birthday wish is to find someone I like, stay with him forever, and have a lovely child with him...Can you help me fulfill this wish?"

Zhu Maolin let out a sigh of relief, his heart suddenly became hot, and the male instinct was like a volcano that had accumulated for a long time.

He suddenly got up, "I'm sorry, I'm going home."

……

When the car parked outside the small park started and drove away directly, she didn't seem to want to stay for a moment, until she left completely, Xiaolu sat alone on the swing bench.

Next to him, where Zhu Maolin used to sit, was the empty box that had been filled with tiramisu.

She seemed to be distracted, then subconsciously raised her palm, and saw a white card slowly appearing in her palm.

Then the white card was completely shattered in an instant - when the gold owner temporarily shattered all possible transactions, the white card representing the gold owner would be shattered.

At least, in a short period of time, the corresponding benefactor is almost perfect in heart, or the benefactor feels that he has the power to do what he wants to do.

"Oh! You guys are here! What are you doing here if you don't come home in the middle of the night? Didn't labor and management just slap you twice and then leave! Forgot who is your father... Huh? Where are you?"

A figure rushed into the small park at this time, with a ferocious face and a mustache, middle-aged appearance, but only Xiaolu could be seen sitting here alone.

He walked up to Xiaolu's side and asked curiously, "Miss No. 18, didn't you say you'll be here on time at twelve o'clock?"

"No need." 'Xiaolu' glanced at it indifferently, "Go and play by yourself, this mission has failed."

"What?"

The ferocious middle-aged man's expression of astonishment gradually changed... This is Dazhe.

A black mist poured out from the body of 'Xiaolu', and in the next second she was wearing a black robe again, and Xiaolu's appearance seemed to be covered in the invisible black mist forever again.

She disappeared in front of Dazhe without a trace.

Go... to play by yourself?
play what?

……

……

"Hmm... give me this part. Yes, the part marked [-]."

In the club, Boss Luo, who was obsessed with assembling a Christmas tree that had just been ordered, held out his palm at this moment, and after a while, the maid sent the required parts directly to his hand.

"It's almost finished." You Ye looked expectantly at the nearly finished Christmas tree.

At this moment, a black smoke slowly poured in from the gate of the club.Without turning his head, Luo Qiu said, "No. 18, you are here. Come on, let's build this Christmas tree together, it will be finished soon."

"Of order." No. 18 nodded, then respectfully walked to Boss Luo's side, and under Luo Qiu's instructions, hung a decorative object on the top of the Christmas tree.

While hanging on, No. 18 said in a low voice: "Master, this subordinate should die... The white card you approved this time has already been shattered."

"Hmm... bring over the things over there." Luo Qiu pointed.

On the 18th, he quickly took the things over.After Luo Qiu installed it, he took two steps back—the Christmas tree was completely installed.

Boss Luo looked at the Christmas tree with satisfaction, and asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"

No. 18 subconsciously said: "Subordinate... this subordinate relies too much on the ability of 'Dream of the Past'. Although it has been successful all the time, it has neglected the basic ability that the black soul messenger should have. Once... once encountered The patron of 'Dream of the Past', I'm afraid this subordinate is not as good as a newcomer, so this subordinate should wake up."

"I'm talking about this Christmas tree." Luo Qiu shook his head.

No. 18 raised her head, "This... the master installed it himself, so it is naturally the best."

Luo Qiu shook his head, and said calmly: "Of course it's the best, but it's not because I'm pretending...but because I did it myself."

He walked to the counter, and while being served by You Ye, he began to fiddle with the bartending things, "Don't you think the things you made by yourself are the most perfect?"

The 18th is thoughtful.

"This time, do you want something to drink before leaving?" Luo Qiu asked with a smile.

"Then...the subordinates will not be polite." No. 18's tone unknowingly relaxed, "Honey bar."

Luo Qiu smiled slightly, "Okay, please wait a moment."

The new boss is much better than the previous one... No. 18 thought subconsciously.

(End of this chapter)