Never trust your luck

Text/Commander Cat

I've been in a casino in Macau for the past three hours, and I started gambling at a table with my dad, and I sat next to him. Even though I was sick and tired from the day, we were in good spirits.

I always thought that my dad was a gambler, until the afternoon I had a big fight with him because of this incident, the two most important signs of a gambler are: 1. I don't know how to stop; 2. I like to say, "What if the one just now is ...... I won", "I was the ...... who won". My dad fits both.

Tonight, while we were sitting at that table playing at 21, a strange man with a woman suddenly sat next to us and started talking to my dad. They said that they had just come to Macau, lost their wallets, had no money to eat, they were not liars, they just wanted to borrow some money to eat, and they would definitely pay it back tomorrow, and they would definitely invite my dad to dinner next time they went somewhere, in short, it was very annoying, and they looked like liars.

Originally, I thought that no one would pay attention to this kind of **, but at this time, my father actually took out the money in his pocket and gave him two hundred yuan. I was angry and told him to ignore this liar, and then my dad pushed me and said he was playing cards and didn't want to listen to that person, even if it was a liar he was going to give it. Then I stopped talking, sat down, and looked back to see the liar in the distance, and made a very insulting gesture at me. I scolded back, and my dad said to me, ", don't disturb me playing."

I was so angry that I stood up and walked out, and saw a security guard on the phone, and I patiently waited for him to finish the call, and told him that someone had cheated me out of 200 yuan. The two of us walked out, the liar was still there, I pointed it, the liar saw me with a security guard, pulled out his legs and ran, I didn't recognize it at first, but when I saw him running, I was even more sure that he was a liar. At this time, three security guards and a policeman all helped me chase after me, but in the end, I still didn't catch up. Stinky \ stupid \. The police recorded my statement and wrote down my ID number.

Then I went back to the casino and my heart was full of anger, I don't hate that liar, I hate my dad. Seriously, he's really deadly. He's definitely going to be out of me again, and he likes it the most. I remembered one time, he drank too much and wanted to drive, I said not to let him drive, he had to drive, I said then I won't sit, and then I took a taxi home. When I got home, he told me, don't call me dad in the future, and I won't let you ride in my car for the rest of my life. One more time, another time. In short, I really hate his character, such an unreasonable person is actually highly educated, and a highly educated person is so unreasonable.

I was so angry that I wanted to cry, and I walked around the casino a few times, and then I sat down at a table where no one was there, and the dealer was complaining about something with the dealer at the other table, and he looked just as tight-chested and angry as I was. I swapped two 500 Hong Kong dollars in chips and started playing blackjack.

I thought about the liar, my dad, my annoying life in Hong Kong, my home in Beijing, my mother, the graduate school I didn't want to go to, and I didn't bother to look at the cards. Then I sat there, and five hundred became four thousand, and four thousand became eight thousand, and from the time I sat down, I won more than a dozen games in a row without losing a penny.

Seven or eight people gradually gathered behind me, and a few of them muttered behind my back, "This little girl is amazing", "She looks like a master", and then people started to follow my cards and add chips to my chips. As soon as there were more people, I started to lose, and then I lost to six thousand, but there were still more and more people with my cards.

I got annoyed, got up and walked around the casino again, and when I returned to the table, the dealer was still sitting there alone, complaining about something to the people next to me, exactly like half an hour before. I sat down where I was and continued to play blackjack, and strangely enough, I started to win one round, lose one round, and win another game on a regular basis, and my chips remained around 6,000 yuan.

Then the dealer, this uncle started chatting with me, and he said that people's luck is temporary, and gambling is a thing, and if you gamble all the time, you must lose. So I said, okay, if you lose this game, you won't play. I lost this game, and the chips in my hand at this time were exactly 6,250 yuan.

I exchanged the money for cash and bought a watch, a skirt, a leather jacket and a sweater at the mall upstairs in the casino, and the money was just spent. I went back to my room on the 25th floor and realized that my dad had lost everything. Then I sat numbly on the bed and started writing this article.

My head hurts so much, the whole world is spinning. The hustle and bustle and shouting in the casino was right at my feet, and it seemed like nothing had happened in the past three hours. I suddenly missed Mr. Chen, and I wanted to go home.