Trafford’s Trading Club

"Are they those three women?"

In the lobby of the casino, there was still the baccarat table where Liu Chengcheng had been sitting. However, since the bet between him and Ajie ended, this table has not been opened again.

Although the new dealer has taken over from the previous one, he is standing here nervously. He even uses a rag to wipe the card slips sent to the gamblers...

If this evil guy doesn't go away, who dares to gamble?

At this time, listening to Liu Zixing's abrupt words, Hou Chen Yuhan was startled, and then quickly glanced at the wealthy ladies. These few didn't move away, but just stood at another table, looking towards the ground. It looks like she's here.

Judging from the situation, it seemed like he was planning to come over and ask, but he had some scruples. They probably couldn't guess what the relationship was between them and the man next to them who had won a huge amount of money in the casino.

"Yes." 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 speak. "I was brought to this place by them. I originally thought it was an ordinary leisure club... so."

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

Hou Chen Yuhan was startled and wanted to ask him how he knew, but when he saw the other person staring at his finger with the ring, he nodded... and then said anxiously: "I... I am not that kind of person. I, I really am not. Come here to play and play with men..."

Liu Zixing shook his head, "Your matter has nothing to do with me. After you get the money later, you follow me out, 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 embarrassed, and she had been in this environment, which made her even more uneasy. But she didn't dare to walk away easily.

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

"You...you are so lucky." Hou Chen Yuhan was still a little too scared. She was afraid that those wealthy wives would see that she had nothing to do with this man and walk up to him directly.

He was even more afraid that once these rich wives and students came forward to entangle themselves, the man would simply ignore them for fear of trouble, and would not lead him away, so he would have to find some topics to talk about.

Even if it's just a few words, at least it doesn't look like they're strangers to each other.

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

Hou Chenyuhan shook his head submissively... This man gave her a very strange feeling, not a heartbeat feeling, but the feeling of a homeless wretch.

People who have obviously become rich overnight and have money that no one else can earn in their lifetime... yet seem 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, how could you die suddenly?"

"Would it be strange to die violently?"

Liu Zixing said calmly: "The population of this world is too large. If any impossible thing is magnified to such a terrifying base, the probability will be magnified. If nothing else, I saw a news a few years ago , you may not believe it, but there was a father and son who had just returned home from dinner with their grandparents. On the way, the father got out of the car and went to a nearby convenience store to buy something to comfort the child. The child was left in the car because of inconvenience. Go up. Unexpectedly, in just a few minutes, the father was still hit by a drunk driver when he was crossing the street at a green light. As a result, the father was sent to the hospital for rescue, but no one knew about the child, who eventually suffocated to death alive. Got into the car. You said, the child who suffocated to death was already unfortunate, but he died because of misfortune, and the world did not give him any warmth. Isn't this kind of thing tragic enough? Wouldn't it also happen? So? If I die violently tomorrow, what's the big deal? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? "

Liu Zixing found that the woman who had just helped him draw cards suddenly lowered her head, pursed her lips, and turned pale.

"No... I..." Hou Chen Yuhan shook his head, took a deep breath, forced a smile and said, "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 said subconsciously: "You, you knew this a long time ago?"

Liu Zixing shook his head: "I guessed it. I guessed everything very accurately today. Do you believe it or not?"

As if he was afraid that Chen Yuhan would not believe it, Liu Zixing casually took the playing cards that had been used but not taken away from the side and pulled out one, "Q of Spades."

He turned it over, and just as he said, the sign he turned over directly showed that it was the Queen of Spades.

He kept calling out a number before the card turned over, and then verified his correctness again and again, as if he already knew what would be turned up.

"This..." Hou Chen Yuhan found it hard to imagine that such a thing would happen, but her intuition told her that the other party did not tell any lies, "Then you... guess my name?"

"I can't guess this." Liu Zixing shook his head, "There are only fifty-two cards, so my luck should be enough. But the combinations of names are endless, and I'm afraid my luck is not enough. As for the guess I just made, it's just up to you. It's just a move in my heart. I'm sorry, I didn't intend to mention your sadness, don't mind."

"No, it's 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, and suddenly said: "Get ready. After I withdraw the money, you will follow me and leave immediately. If I have a hunch, someone is already waiting for me outside."

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

"Not necessarily." Liu Zixing smiled calmly: "I am a bad person. Because of gambling, my family was ruined. Even my dearest mother would sever ties with me and drive me away. It is normal to have more enemies."

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

But Liu Zixing had already stood up and the casino consultant Ajie had already walked up to him with the check.

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

"Welcome 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.

Liu Zixing silently accepted the check, then checked his account with his mobile phone and found that the other part of the money had also arrived. Then he looked at Ajie and said calmly: "This is probably the last time I will gamble."

Ajie frowned for a moment, "You mean, you won't gamble anymore?"

Such an opponent that he could not defeat did not make him feel defeated, but instead aroused his desire to defeat. His state of mind had been almost perfect since he started training...but because of Liu Zixing's words, he couldn't help but be shaken and angry.

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

"What are you betting on?" Ajie asked subconsciously.

"future."

"future?"

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

After Liu Zixing finished speaking, he didn't say anything more. He just directly signaled Hou Chen Yuhan to follow him and left from Ajie.

Ajie had a feeling that he might not meet this strange man again in the future, just like his master, the so-called God of Gamblers. After losing to a man who didn't even know how to gamble, It was like he had never seen this opponent again.

He suddenly remembered the last words his master had said before he started training: There is no most powerful gambler in the world, but there must be the strongest gambler who dares to gamble with fate and use his life as a bargaining chip to win in the end. A half-hearted person.

"I lost."

The young gambling master quietly admitted defeat. He does not yet have the courage to challenge his own destiny and future.

…

…

Simple merry-go-round and seesaw.

The swaying, unpredictable banyan tree shadows and the cold wind of early winter.

There is also a swing installed on the small sand pool, and Zhu Maolin and Xiao Lu each sat on the adjacent swing board.

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

After sitting down, Xiaolu didn't say a word. She just carefully cut a small piece with a fork and put it into her mouth with great care and reluctance.

It took a long, long time to think about it for a long time before I was willing to cut out a small piece with a fork. It seems that all the delicacies in the world have been condensed into this small cut piece of tiramisu.

This is probably the way to eat that will make the chef who made this cake feel the happiest and most satisfied.

Zhu Maolin did not ask Xiaolu where the injury on her face came from, nor why she was sitting on the stairs downstairs crying secretly. Even though her clothes were a bit messy, he did not ask Xiaolu or take the initiative to tell her.

There are some things that you don't want others to know. This is what Zhu Maolin said not long ago: He just said this to Xiaolu in the hot pot restaurant not long ago.

At eleven thirty-seven in the evening, he stayed with Xiaolu here for more than ten minutes. There were still twenty-three minutes until twelve o'clock.

This time in the future is like the clouds in the sky at night. It is impossible to know how these clouds will change in the next second.

"Hmm...I can't bear to eat it." Xiaolu suddenly stopped and put the remaining cakes back into the box. She looked at the bamboo forest and said softly: "It would be great if this box could stop time for a year." … Next year, at this time, I’ll still be able to 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 as long as he says something at this time, he may be able to leave something deeper than an impression in this girl's heart.

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

The girl is now waiting for him to say such words, staring deeply at the character she was acting in love when she was filming the commercial.

The light lips are not coated with lipstick like they were during the photo shoot, but the sweet cherry flavor seems to have remained...perhaps, it is now mixed with the aroma of tiramisu.

How sweet would this taste?

Zhu Maolin closed his eyes instead, but he couldn't imagine it.

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

Xiaolu showed doubts in her eyes.

Zhu Maolin smiled lightly and said: "A description from "Norwegian Wood". Like it, just like a bear in spring."

"Why a bear?" Xiaolu asked subconsciously.

Zhu Maolin looked up at the clouds in the sky, as if imagining the clouds that were constantly gathering and dispersing, like a little bear, and said: "In the spring wilderness, flowers are blooming, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. You are walking alone on the hillside. A furry, black and white bear came over from the opposite side. It sat in front of you stupidly, blinking at you, so you hugged it and rolled down the soft hillside. You don’t feel any pain. , because the little bear is very soft, because the grass and soil are also very soft. Your body is covered with grass clippings and wild chrysanthemum petals. You don’t have to think about anything at this moment, and you feel relaxed physically and mentally... Don’t you like it?"

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

"I used these copied words to chase my current wife." Zhu Maolin interrupted Xiaolu's fantasy instantly.

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

"You...love your wife very much?" Xiaolu asked hesitantly.

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

Xiaolu didn't speak. Instead, she opened the box and silently finished the tiramisu bit by bit. Then she stood up from the swing stool, facing away from the bamboo forest. She stood up straight, as if It seems like he is preparing something.

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

"Happy birthday song?"

At this moment, Zhu Maolin thought of this song that he should be able to sing. But Xiaolu shook her head gently and whispered: "A former bard wrote a song for me..."

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

Are you heading to Scarborough Fair?

Cilantro, sage, rosemary and thyme

Please say hello to one of the girls there for me

She was once my true love.

Ask her to make me a linen shirt...

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

The surrounding winter scenery seemed to have regressed to late autumn, and the bleak autumn wind carried the smell of hay across the endless wilderness. She was like a barefoot wandering dancer, also waiting for the returner.

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

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

It was as if I had truly come to this lonely dancer and become the person she wanted to return to.

Quietly, 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 breathed out slowly, his heart suddenly became hot, and the male instinct was like a volcano accumulated over many years.

He stood up suddenly and said, "I'm sorry, I have to go home."

…

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

Next to him, where Zhu Maolin once sat, there was the empty box filled with tiramisu.

She seemed to be distracted, and then subconsciously raised her palm, only to see a white card slowly appear on her palm.

Then the white card was completely broken in an instant. When the gold owner temporarily destroyed all transaction possibilities, the white card representing the gold owner would be broken.

At least, in a short period of time, the corresponding funder's heart is almost perfect, or the funder feels that he is capable of doing what he wants to do.

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

A figure hurriedly rushed into the small park at this time, with a fierce look on his face and a mustache. He looked middle-aged, but Xiaolu could only be seen sitting here alone.

He walked into Xiaolu's side and asked curiously: "Sister No. 18, didn't you say you would come on time at twelve o'clock?"

"No need." 'Xiaolu' glanced indifferently, "You can go and play by yourself. This mission failed."

"What?"

The fierce middle-aged man's expression gradually changed in surprise... This was Dazhe.

A black mist surged out from 'Xiao Lu''s body, and the next second she was wearing a black robe again. Xiao Lu's appearance seemed to be forever hidden in the invisible black mist.

She disappeared in front of Dazhe and disappeared.

Go and play by yourself?

play what?

…

…

"Hmm... give me this part. Yes, this part marked 7."

In the club, Boss Luo, who was indulging in assembling a Christmas tree he had just ordered, stretched out his palm. After a while, the maid sent the necessary parts directly to his hands.

"It's almost done." Youye looked at the nearly completed Christmas tree expectantly.

At this moment, a black smoke slowly poured in from the club's door. Luo Qiu didn't even look back and said, "You're here on the 18th. Come, let's build this Christmas tree together. It's almost done."

"Yes." No. 18 nodded, then respectfully walked to Boss Luo, and under Luo Qiu's instructions, hung a decorative object on the upper level of the Christmas tree.

While hanging, No. 18 whispered: "Master, this subordinate deserves to die... The white card you approved this time has been destroyed."

"Well... take the things over there." Luo Qiu pointed.

No. 18 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... I rely too much on the ability of 'Dream of the Past'. Although it has always been successful, it has ignored the basic abilities of the Dark Soul Messenger. Once... once encountered, it cannot be used. The sponsor of 'Dream of the Past', I am afraid that my subordinates are not even as good as a newcomer, I should wake up."

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

No. 18 raised his 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 pretended it myself."

He walked to the counter and began to fiddle with the bartending tools while being served by You Ye, "Don't you think it's the most perfect thing if you make it yourself?"

No. 18 was thoughtful.

"Do you want something to drink before leaving this time?" Luo Qiu asked with a smile.

"Then... you're welcome, my subordinate." No. 18's tone became more relaxed without realizing it, "Honey bar."

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

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