Quick Wear: My love-brained childhood sweetheart always asks me for a kiss

In the afternoon, Song Shiyan and Chi Tingwan went to the cinema to watch a movie, and then went to the arcade on the top floor. Chi Tingwan had previously specialized in claw machines, and her success rate in grabbing dolls was always above 90%.

Seeing that she succeeded five times in a row, Song Shiyan couldn't help but be eager to try. He stood in front of another claw machine, imitating the operation of Chi Tingwan just now. When he pressed the button and found that the doll was caught, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. Unfortunately, before he could be happy, the doll fell.

Song Shiyan: "..." It must be the problem with this machine. He couldn't help but look at the machine in front of Chi Tingwan.

Chi Tingwan raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Do you want to try?"

"I want to." Didn't the Internet say that when you go to the arcade, it is the man's responsibility to play the claw machine? He was a little annoyed. If he had known that he would come here today, he should have done some homework in advance.

He walked to the machine and recalled Chi Tingwan's actions just now.

But the doll still fell down halfway. Just like before.

Unconvinced, Song Shiyan was ready to try again. But before he could make any move, Chi Tingwan suddenly walked behind him and held his hand, "This is how you should hold it."

"It's best to choose the one near the hole, and then choose the one with its four legs facing up." Then he repeated the joystick action just now to make the claws tighter, "Then press the button a few more times to increase the strength."

Seeing the doll falling out, Song Shiyan quickly leaned over to pick it up. Recalling the scene just now, he couldn't help laughing, "It feels like our roles have been reversed." In idol dramas, shouldn't the male lead hold the female lead in his arms and do this kind of thing?

"So idol dramas are just idol dramas." But in real life, Song Shiyan is actually quite good at doing this.

"Few of the rich second-generations and bosses in idol dramas are as good at cooking as you."

Song Shiyan immediately laughed, "That's true."

Since they had already asked a lot of questions and had caught several more dolls, they didn't have many coins left. "Let's go and win some coins."

Although the coin pusher is not as easy to play as the claw machine, it also requires skills and rules. However, you can't play this thing all the time, because there is a probability, and it is easy to lose all your money if you get addicted, just like gambling.

But Chi Tingwan wasn't addicted to the game. She just wanted to grab a few dolls. The minimum purchase price was 50. But she didn't want to play anything anymore.

She didn't go too far, and stopped after winning 15. "Let's go. If you continue, others will be in trouble."

"Others?" Song Shiyan was puzzled.

"It's not good to win too easily or too often. If you continue like that, it will definitely attract attention. The boss will adjust the probability. Those who play later will be unlucky." It's impossible for the boss to adjust the probability of not winning at all. If that were the case, no one would play.

But she felt that the probability was reasonable. Unless she knew nothing about it, she would not lose much.

Finally, Song Shiyan tried a few more times according to the techniques Chi Tingwan told him. Although he was not successful many times, he still got a few in the end.

Chi Tingwan used all the 15 coins he had just won to catch dolls. But he only caught 6. This probability made him sigh repeatedly, "Maybe I'm really not suitable for this."

"You've done pretty well." As soon as Chi Tingwan finished speaking, two girls came over.

"I give in. He swallowed all my coins again."

“Today, there is still no harvest.”

"I suspect there's something wrong with this claw machine, otherwise why can't it catch any?"

"Stop talking. Look at them. They caught so many. It's just that we are too weak."

Song Shiyan: I felt comforted.

Afterwards, the two of them went to play in a secret room together. They drew a martial arts book. In the process, some physical contact was inevitable.

When he found that Chi Tingwan did not resist, he couldn't help feeling happy.

Song Shiyan prepared a feast in the evening. Chi Tingwan couldn't help but sigh, "This is comparable to a full banquet."

He had already decanted the red wine. It was the same wine they had drunk at the previous meal, but the year was different.

The two of them opened the cake box directly after eating until they were 80% full.

The moment he saw the appearance of the cake, Song Shiyan couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'm not very good at this, so the appearance may not be good, but the taste is OK. Make a wish." After Chi Tingwan put in the candles and lit the fire, she directly pressed the switch of the remote control in her hand. She was holding the remote control that controlled the power switch of the living room.

In fact, Song Shiyan rarely celebrates his birthday in recent years.

It was my first time eating a birthday cake.

But he thought girls generally like desserts, so he actually ordered a cake in advance. But he secretly canceled it while cooking at noon today.

That was Du Bin's shop. He complained about it for a long time, saying that he made the cake himself and put a lot of thought into it.

Song Shiyan had no choice but to promise to help him get a limited edition figure.

When he was young, he believed in the legend of meteor showers and wishing wells, but when he found that everything went against his wishes, he never made a wish again.

But today he inexplicably wanted to make another wish.

The moment he blew out the candles, the living room regained its original brightness. The task of cutting the cake naturally fell to him, the birthday boy who had good knife skills.

Song Shiyan subconsciously wanted to give the first piece of cake to Chi Tingwan, but was rejected.

"Of course the birthday boy should eat the first piece."

The two were halfway through their meal when they heard the doorbell ring. Song Shiyan couldn't help but frown. He took out his cell phone and took a look. There was no message.

Could it be Du Bin? But he clearly greeted me.

He wanted to turn on the electronic cat's eye, but found that it was out of power. It reminded him that the battery was low this afternoon, but he didn't bother to charge it.

When he opened the door and saw the woman pulling a suitcase at the door, he was stunned.

"Ayan, mom is back."

The woman in front of him still had the familiar wavy hair, but her clothes looked a little cheap. She was holding the handle of the suitcase with her left hand and holding a little boy with her right hand.