Sugar cube's memories were instantly evoked, and he poured a sip of orange juice to moisten his throat.

"Yes, yes, yes, I remember, it really shook me, and I thought to myself, oh my God! There is such a person in the world, who talked about a girlfriend, and finally forgot that he had a girlfriend. ”

"Yes, the key is that a good flower is inserted in the cow dung, the cow dung is not aware of it, and still shows off to others, do you think I stink? The kind from the inside out. ”

"I'm eating so well, can you two not be here to remember the past and separate me? As soon as you get the opportunity, you will turn over the old accounts and turn over the old accounts, endlessly, right? ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, then I wish you a lover in the future, and holding hands like a beautiful flower, is it interesting enough?"

"That's pretty much it." Da Xiong muttered, picked up the cup and touched Jiang Lige.

Sugar cube joined in the fun, "What about me, Jiang Jiang?" What do you wish me? ”

"The face is not old, and the youth is eternal."

"I love to hear this, then I also wish you back, lose three pounds every festival, and get three places in every exam."

Jiang Lige thanked him, and tilted his head to Jiang Nansheng, who was licking the lollipop, he was very well-behaved today, and he was not naughty.

And Song Wanqiao was silent on the side, and she didn't seem to have any sense of existence, ...... She should be the only one in the world who thinks so, after all, even if this person doesn't speak, he shines so brightly that people can't ignore it.

Her gaze was fixed on him, and her dark eyes shone brightly, "Song Wanqiao, I wish you every day in the future to be auspicious, the moon is full and the flowers are good, and you are smiling." ”

Through the white smoke, his expression was as blurred as seeing flowers in the fog, and after a while, his mellow voice came into Jiang Lige's ears with a hoarse texture, "Okay." ”

All:......

What does "good" mean? Is it so immodest? Shouldn't you be subtle enough to say thank you?

"What about you, do you have any New Year's wishes for me?"

Song Wanqiao was asked, he was not like them, this kind of cliché can be easily used at any time.

Maybe it's distracted, maybe it's really not good at it, and after holding it for a long time, I finally spit out four more official and clichéd words, "Learn and progress." ”

Jiang Lige's expression was unnatural, scratching his scalp, "It's the New Year, don't say such a bad thing, okay?" ”

Big Bear gloated, resting his chin with one fist on his chin, "You finally know what kind of face you just exposed when I was short, you two are very similar in this regard." ”

The atmosphere of the meal was harmonious, everyone frolicked and hurt each other from time to time, from the past experience to the expectation of the future, from the winter vacation homework to music gossip.

The world is disturbed, we can't scold the ruthlessness of time, we can't change the situation at the moment, we can't guess the ending of life, but we can enjoy every second of companionship and friendship, leave inch by inch of memories, write these beautiful stories page by page, and savor them.

Many years later, Song Wanqiao would always look up at the sky in a drunken afternoon. Recalling today's scene, he doesn't remember the specific plot, only that day, there was no trace of birds outside the window, the cold wind swept through the bare branches, and a group of young teenagers sat together, around the hot pot, chatting humorously, filling the fear and emptiness in his heart, like a dream that could not be shaken, giving him the courage to smile.

It wasn't until the ingredients in the pot were boiled to a pulp that several people stopped chopsticks, Jiang Lige leaned on the side of the sofa, sat cross-legged on the carpet, his eyes were full of cunning, and took out the cards and asked Song Wanqiao, "Have you ever played fighting the landlord?" ”

Song Wanqiao shook her head, locking her good-looking brows because of the too strong smell of hot pot.

He picked up the pot and went to the kitchen to remove the soup base and wash the grease stains on the inner wall.

There was a small patch of greens stubbornly stuck to the edge and had not been cleaned up, and it was supposed that he had a slight cleanliness fetish, but somehow he wanted to keep it for no reason.

He put away the rag and squeezed some hand sanitizer to rub his hands repeatedly.

In the living room, Jiang Lige was still talking to him, "I haven't played this yet, it's okay, I'll teach you, and after you learn it, you will be addicted to cards and lose weight day by day." ”

Da Xiong kindly reminded Song Wanqiao, "Don't play with her, she grew up in a casino with her dad since she was a child, monkey spirit, monkey spirit, she knows what shit you want to pull as soon as you pout your ass, and there is no chance of winning at all." ”

"Oh, don't say that, this kind of game of fighting the landlord is purely three points by strength, seven points by luck, maybe any of you can catch two cats four two, then even if I am powerful, I can't do anything, right?"

"Don't think I don't know, you will change cards and hide cards, and do it silently, ordinary people can not notice."

Sugar Fang hiccuped and agreed, "I prove this, she not only cheats people, but also doesn't teach us unique skills, sometimes seeing that we lose pitifully, she will let us, but ...... It's cool to give in for a while, and it's always cool to pit talents. ”

These two people joined forces to protest frantically, Jiang Lige had no choice but to propose a compromise solution, "Is this good, let Song Wanqiao help me fight, and I am only responsible for teaching him to do it?" ”

"Barely possible! Shuffle! ”

After Song Wanqiao sat down, Jiang Lige began to teach him, she seemed to have found something that she would know but Song Wanqiao would not, although this kind of thing seemed insignificant, but there was still a trace of pride.

"In this kind of game, there is a person who is a landlord, and the other two are farmers, and whoever draws the flop card is the landlord, and in order to show fairness, the landlord has three more cards."

"Among all the cards, the big king is the biggest, the small king is the second biggest, followed by 2, A, K, Q, J, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3......" Jiang Lige explained the rules carefully, and finally asked Song Wanqiao, "Will it be?" ”

Song Wanqiao felt a slight heat on his cheeks, and the girl's side face was only a few centimeters away from him, almost touching it. There seemed to be light in her eyes, floating and flowing.

He nodded indiscriminately and answered lightly, but in fact, his thoughts were wandering and he didn't hear anything.

After playing a few games, he gradually mastered the tricks. Jiang Lige didn't even have a chance to help him, but she was also very pleased, this person was too good, and he was teachable!

The game reached the white-hot stage, the big bear only had two cards left in his hand, as the landlord, he was about to win, shouting to the other party, "Hurry up, three two with four, do you want to?" ”

Song Wanqiao pondered for a moment, "You still have a pair of ten in your hand, I'll make a king bomb, and then a nine, do you want it?" ”

"Ten."

"J, you're losing."

"Damn," Da Xiong scolded secretly and asked Jiang Lige, "Are you sure you two are not related by blood?" ”

Immediately threw away the only card, his eyes were full of despair, dissatisfaction, doubts and other emotions, it was unbelievable that this rookie only played a few games and was so easy.

"The master leads you into the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual, you just admit it, you are stupider than others, and you have no talent." Fang Tang snatched Jiang Lige and hit him first.

"Don't play anymore, it's not fun at all, Nansheng, you play for me."

Jiang Lige was anxious, "Hey! You're mad, how can you poison a little fart? ”

"I don't care, he's a person with your father's "gambler" bloodline, I don't believe it, I can't cure you. ”

"Oh, don't be impulsive, in this way, Tangtang, you take a break first, and I'll fight with the two of them," Jiang Lige took over and continued, "From now on, whoever loses will have to post Wang Ba?" ”

The big bear was mistreated, and he had to firmly refuse, but after thinking about it, the master duel must be very interesting, and he may not be a landlord in every game, even if it is him, he will not rob it, if it is with one of them...... That Jiang Lige and Song Wanqiao duel with each other, and he watched the fire from the other side, well, it seems that he has a good chance of winning.

And when he thought of Song Wanqiao being pasted as Wang Ba, hahahaha, so funny, when the time comes, he must take pictures as evidence and show the girls in the class how the male gods they worship are embarrassed.

"Okay, it's a word, the tiger doesn't wield, when I'm a sick cat!"

However, the real situation made Big Bear dumbfounded.

Sure enough, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

He drew the landlord thirteen games in a row, and in each game, regardless of whether the cards were good or bad, those two people had a tacit understanding not to rob.

Twenty-six strips of white paper were stacked on top of each other on top of each other, covering the forehead to the chin.

He watched Jiang Lige laugh breathlessly through the gap, and sneered at her natural advantage of not being able to get on the stage, "Jiang Lige, what else are you going to study, you have this ability, why don't you make a fortune from it?" ”

"Don't try to fool me, if you get caught, you're going to be skinned and cramped! Chopping hands are light, besides, small gambling pleasure, big gambling hurts, want to make a living from this, only one result, the family is ruined, just like my dad, on the verge of death all the way wild, alas, I don't know when he will be able to understand a little bit, wash his hands in a golden basin, and make money honestly. ”

After the sad spring and autumn, looking at the funny appearance of the big bear, she couldn't help it, and patted Song Wanqiao's arm, "Song Wanqiao, quickly take out your mobile phone and take a photo to leave him a souvenir." ”

"No, you dare!" The big bear stopped Jiang Lige and prepared to remove the dense strips on his face.

"I am willing to lose the bet, don't pick it, and keep it for five minutes."

"Don't take an inch!"

"You bite me!"

"You ......"

After Song Wanqiao took out his mobile phone, the two of them fought for me, Da Xiong tried his best to block the camera, Jiang Lige desperately grabbed him, trying not to let him move.

With a slight "click", the movements of the two froze in mid-air.

Jiang Lige hurriedly let go of the big bear and leaned next to the phone, "Show me." ”

Song Wanqiao turned off the screen, put the phone in his pocket unhurriedly, and regained a cold expression, and his voice did not have the slightest temperature, "What's so beautiful." ”