Volume I, Chapter 4: Little Butterflies
All the community cards have been dealt and put together to form the biggest hand in Texas Hold'em: a royal flush.
No one spoke, and there was silence in the box.
Qiao Weihuan should have breathed a sigh of relief, but her nerves were even tighter, and a layer of fine cold sweat broke out on her body again.
Smack, smack, smack.
After a long time, three slow but rhythmic applause rose and fell.
Qiao Weihuan didn't look at it, and knew who was applauding.
He Zhengxiao's handsome face was hidden behind the smoke, and the deep darkness under his eyes was as difficult to see as far as the vast night.
The five community cards on the table were actually dealt with the largest card type.
Mr. Jiang sneered and grabbed the waist of the woman next to him again, "The ability is not small!" ”
Meng Lao laughed and said meaningfully: "Girl, you are good. ”
"Thank you Mr. Jiang and Mr. Meng for your compliment." Qiao Wei looked at the expressionless Xie Sanye with a smile, "Thank you for the mercy of Xie Sanye's subordinates." ”
Qiao Weihuan paused, still didn't want to look at He Zhengxiao more, so he lowered his eyebrows and said very quickly: "Thank you, Mr. He." ”
After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the door, and heard a man's deep voice behind her again: "I didn't help you, and I made it difficult for you, what do you want to thank me?" ”
Qiao Weihuan's footsteps stopped for a short time, and he turned around and gave He Zhengxiao a perfect smirk.
The woman was half-sideways, with a sweet smile on her lips, an abnormal light red under her slightly raised eyes, and all kinds of looks flashed in her dark eyes for a moment, and finally all dissipated, without answering the question.
This time, the thugs at the door did not stop Qiao Weihuan again. The moment she left the box, her tense nerves completely relaxed, and she found that the clothes on her body were already soaked.
It is really terrible to go out of thousands under the noses of so many people, especially when there is also a Xie Sanye who has seen all kinds of tricks to make thousands.
If it weren't for the tricks he had cultivated in the early years in order to make a living, Qiao Weihuan might have seen through it. Despite this, Qiao Weihuan didn't dare to do too much, she just shuffled the cards, put the cards she needed in the lower middle, and then transferred them to the top when she cut the cards. Fortunately, her memory and technique were not wrong, and the first four community cards were dealt smoothly.
As for the last one, when the cards were shuffled, it was found that there was still a card on the J of spades, and Qiao Wei took a risk, and at the last time he separated the cards, he put the unwanted card together with the card used to isolate it as one and put it on the table.
Fortunately, no one thought that she, who was very unfamiliar with even shuffling the cards, would make a thousand, so she didn't stare at her hand firmly.
…… Except for He Zhengxiao.
The cold sweat that had been falling from his hair scrambled out, Qiao Weihuan gasped for breath, and his whole body was already soaked, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his face was so pale that he didn't look like a living person. She walked down the street groggily, trying to concentrate, thinking about the sight that fell on her hand when the cards were dealt.
Not lukewarm, not cold, not happy or angry.
Qiao Weihuan shook his head, sobered himself up a little, unzipped his handbag with trembling fingers, and flipped out his phone.
There were all inquiries on the screen, asking why she hadn't arrived yet, Qiao Weihuan ignored them all, and directly flipped out the name of Mo Xilin in the address book, and pressed it.
However, the call did not go through.
Qiao Weihuan squatted down and bit her lip stubbornly.
In the luxurious box, a group of people went to the silence of the building, and the voices in the mobile phone receiver were particularly clear.
"It's about what you expected, as soon as you're gone, they start."
The man's arms rested casually on the back of the chair, and the slender five fingers were playing with the lit cigar, and the flame of the cigar jumped over and over in the elegant rhythm.
The spark danced with its tail and unexpectedly turned into a wisp of pattern on the butterfly's wings.
The still butterfly seemed to be spotted, and its slender hands and feet moved slightly, tentatively flapping its black wings......
He Zhengxiao stopped suddenly, he got up from his chair, and slowly walked to the other side of the table.
After that, they had to talk about business, and the game naturally couldn't go on, so that no one thought about cleaning up the table when the idlers left the game, and the royal flush sent out by Qiao Weihuan was still quietly placed on the table.
He Zhengxiao's outstretched fingers slowly slid over the open cards, and finally landed on the last card that was separated.
Press the middle finger of the index finger on the back of the card and make a slight mistake.
Under the original single card, instead of a dark green tabletop, the reverse side of the card with the same cyan pattern was revealed.
Under the noses of so many people, this woman can still hide a card?
"Heh......"
Cui Chengchuan on the other end of the phone: "...... Your smile is a little crazy, what's the matter, you've been suppressed by a ghost? ”
He Zhengxiao ignored the unreliable speculation on the other end of the phone, and said in a deep voice: "When you come back, you go to check on a woman." ”
“…… Well? ”
Cui Chengchuan reacted for a long time, and then suddenly laughed, "What's your name?" ”
"I don't know."
"Then how do you want me to find out?"
He Zhengxiao's slender fingers left the cards and moved to the center of the table. Fingers wrapped in a soft glove, lightly touched on the spade to Athena's right.
"She has a black butterfly tattoo on her neck."
“…… Dude, you're a tough task. The voice on the other side of the Atlantic sounded a little distorted, but it didn't hide the ridicule in Cui Chengchuan's words, "With just a butterfly tattoo, I may not be able to find anything." Would you like to consider satisfying my curiosity first and give me some motivation and tell me why I want to check a little butterfly? ”
"There can't be any one in this world who looks exactly the same, including identical twins." He Zhengxiao's voice was low and deep, and his dark black eyes were coated with a layer of imperceptible coldness, "However, that woman of the Xu family looks almost the same as her. ”
Cui Chengchuan was silent for a while, and then sneered, "Looks like such a woman, and this black butterfly is unlucky enough." ”
"Nope."
He Zhengxiao raised his eyes, as if he saw the butterfly struggling on the road ahead, but the wings behind it became more and more flexible. Despite the jerky movements and faltering steps, it still staggered and flew.
The corners of his lips curled slightly, and a vague smile pierced the frost on his face in an instant.
"She's beautiful."
The night was falling, and the moon that was hung up was big and round, but unfortunately it was not warm.
Qiao Weihuan called Mo Xilin three times but no one answered, and then sent a WeChat message to Fu Minglang and asked him to pick him up.
On the sparsely populated road, she stood against an old tree for an unknown amount of time, until the night wind blew her body stiff, and she gathered the wide cuffs that had been blown away by the wind.
Qiao Weihuan pursed her lips and continued to walk groggyly.
A car drove from far and near, and the headlights in front of the car were shaking so much that people couldn't open their eyes, but the speed slowed down a little. Qiao Weihuan walked over top-heavy and pulled the car door.
The car that was moving at a rapid pace stopped suddenly in fright, and Qiao Weihuan almost crawled in. Stained with the soft car cushion, Qiao Weihuan immediately stopped beating her spirits, threw away her handbag, and collapsed on the back seat with no image.
The carriage was very quiet, and Qiao Weihuan, who had been up and down all night, couldn't stand this quietness, touched the soft car cushion indiscriminately, and said casually: "It feels good." Minglang, when will you help me change ......"
Barely lifting his eyelids, he met a pair of eyes that had sealed the night.
Qiao Weihuan: "...... Car mats. ”
It's not her car!
The woman's eyes slowly widened, and the mist made her dark eyes very hazy, and the end of her eyes was a little red, making her look extremely fragile and quite tempting.
This kind of unintentional style is the most able to stir a man's nerves.
He Zhengxiao smiled softly, and his deep voice could not dissipate for a long time in the limited space, "Do you like it?" I'll have someone send you a set tomorrow. ”
Sitting up straight quickly, Qiao Weihuan forced out a smile, raised his hand and touched the door lock, "Such a coincidence, Mr. He, I disturbed you again, I'm really sorry, I'll leave now." ”
The lock was pulled twice, but the door didn't move.
Qiao Weihuan made a wooden face, and went to pull the car lock over and over again, wanting to get away from this person quickly.
"I went to the wrong box just now, and now I get on the wrong bus, which is really a coincidence." He Zhengxiao watched the woman's indomitable movements, slowly took off his gloves and put them into his jacket pocket, and his cold voice was unpredictable, "Since it's such a coincidence, where do you want to go?" I'll send you. ”
Qiao Weihuan turned his head politely: "Don't bother Mr. He......"
He Zhengxiao stared at her white little face, propped up the seat with one hand, leaned in the direction of the woman, and his dark black eyes locked the woman firmly, "Still pretending to be stupid, huh?" ”
The male breath that was caught off guard and approached was unassuming, not strong, and even contained a little unspeakable coldness, but it formed an invisible barrier in front of and behind Qiao Weihuan, and contained her meticulously and silently.
The nerves that had just been relaxed tensed again, Qiao Weihuan endured and endured, but he couldn't hold back and sneezed.
"Ahh
He Zhengxiao: "......"
Qiao Weihuan, who had finished sneezing, took out a tissue from her bag to wipe her nose, smiled awkwardly, and her soft voice was mixed with a thick nasal voice: "I'm sorry, what did Mr. He just say?" I didn't hear clearly. ”
The woman rubbed her nose generously, not minding how much this action was discrediting her image to the men present.
He Zhengxiao was amused, he leaned back, his slender legs were folded, and his voice was full of deep meaning, "What's your name?" ”
Qiao Weihuan moved.
In the box just now, no one called He Zhengxiao's name at all!
"My name is Qiao Weihuan." Qiao Weihuan changed a piece of paper and continued to wipe it, and said angrily: "I'm just a little actor, Mr. He hasn't heard of me, it's normal." ”
He Zhengxiao's eyebrows did not move, and he thought for a moment to make sure that there was no such name in his memory.
Qiao Weihuan couldn't distinguish the emotions in his eyes, he only felt that after a few years, this person was more elusive than before.