Cheng Miao was not interested until she returned to the hotel. She had never seriously considered leaving the Survival Hotel. She just had to go back.
But thinking about it carefully, Qi Jiajia and Lin Zhu actually didn't really want to go back.
They liked this group and adapted to life in the survival hotel. For them, they left just because Cheng Miao and Qin Musong wanted to leave.
But after leaving, even if we contacted Zuo, we only saw him once a month and made regular phone calls.
It will be very different.
What's more, there is autumn and winter.
Although Qiudong has not told Cheng Miao his identity now, he is not an ordinary player after all, so what should he do?
Can he leave the Survival Hotel?
Even if he could, in what capacity would he survive in real life?
With Cheng Miao?
How could Cheng Miao explain this to his family?
The series of questions made Cheng Miao's head hurt. He didn't realize that he was surrounded by three people and a cat, making eye contact.
Qin Musong: Miaomiao is good at everything, but he will walk into the dead end in his heart.
Lin Zhu: Please advise Sister Miaomiao quickly.
Qi Jiajia: I want you to teach me how to do things!
Qiu Dong was a man of action, so he directly pressed a flesh pad on Cheng Miao's forehead.
Cheng Miao raised his head, his eyes dull.
Qiudong's voice was cold and indifferent, but now everyone could hear a different kind of tenderness in it, "What are you thinking about?"
Cheng Miao was speechless. She didn't want to look into their eyes. She lowered her head and said, "It's nothing."
Qiu Dong had never comforted anyone, so he racked his brains and could only come up with a few dry words, "Don't think too much about it yet, just concentrate on your job."
Seeing Cheng Miao who was not relieved at all and even more autistic, Qiudong looked at Qin Musong expressionlessly.
Qin Musong raised his fist to his mouth and coughed, holding back his laughter.
You also have a day when you ask for help.
After thinking about it, Qin Mu let go and said, "Miaomiao, are you worried about us getting separated after you go back?"
Cheng Miao nodded, thought for a moment and added, "Now we know that many people who wake up from their slumber are crazy. What if we are too? What if we forget each other?"
Qin Musong pressed his hands down and made a calm movement, "But we have to clear the game whether we get out or not. Is this okay?"
Cheng Miao became more energetic and said, "No problem."
Qin Musong smiled, with gentle eyes, "Then you can put these issues of yours until the end. We have so much money, it is not difficult to make a wish that will allow us to continue to be together."
Cheng Miao slapped his forehead and forgot about it.
Since wishes can bring the dead back to life, her worries are nothing to worry about.
Seeing Cheng Miao finally walk out of the alley he drew, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Zhu ran to wash Che Lizi and turned around and smiled at Cheng Miaomiao, "Sister Miaomiao, you need to trust and rely more on your teammates."
Cheng Miao felt moved in her heart, and before she could speak, she felt someone tugging at the corner of her clothes.
Turning around, Qi Jiajia was holding up her favorite marshmallow.
She still had an expressionless and arrogant face, but the reddish tips of her ears gave her away.
That night, Cheng Miao had a good sleep, and his dreams were filled with the scent of marshmallows and cherries.
Cheng Miao, who was resurrected with full health the next day, was ready to make a move and wanted to go to the casino, but Uncle Qin Musong refused.
"Children are not allowed to go there."
Qi Jiajia was furious, "I'm not a child anymore!"
Qin Musong didn't give in at all, "You're not an adult yet."
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, the old god Qiudong spoke, "I know a place that is relatively clean, and there are no minors who can't see anything."
Lin Zhu & Qi Jiajia: Wow, I want to see it even more.
However, police uncle Qin Musong's pressure was still very strong, so the two children could only put aside their feelings and agreed to go to Qingshui Casino for a day trip.
Although it was Qingshui Casino, everyone could hear the noisy noise inside when they walked in front of this huge Frisbee-shaped building.
As soon as the door opened, the aura of drunkenness and wealth that hit our faces confused everyone's hearts.
Qiudong stood on Cheng Miao's shoulder and looked around the casino. This casino has the best environment.
There are no pole dancers who sell their bodies for money, and there are no bloody and horrific torture chambers for debtors.
At least not on the surface.
Here, you can see colorful slot machines everywhere, men gathered around to watch the Texas Hold'em poker game and holding whiskey, and croupiers who screamed "Buy the deal".
Cheng Miao and others walked around as if entering the Grand View Garden.
Qin Musong was very worried that someone would want to take a look. To his surprise, what Cheng Miao said about coming to see, he really meant to come and see, literally.
Qi Jiajia was not interested, but Lin Zhu firmly believed that gambling should not be involved.
So Cheng Miao and the four of them walked around the casino, looking here and there but without making a move, which attracted the attention of several groups of people.
Suddenly, Cheng Miao saw a familiar man in front of a card table.
The man's curly hair hung lifelessly in front of his forehead, his eyes were blue and purple, and his beard was unkempt, and his original handsome and sunny appearance was no longer visible.
He is playing "blackjack".
The dealer was a hot dealer. His eyes were not attracted by the beauty at all. He looked at the cards and threw out some chips.
The croupier smiled charmingly and turned over the cards.
Cheng Miao didn't understand much, but Qin Musong probably understood, "blaCk iaCk, he lost."
Cheng Miao watched the man stand up with an ugly face, took a half-filled bottle of whiskey by the table, and staggered away from the table.
This situation is so common in casinos that it didn't even attract the attention of other players. Only Cheng Miao and his group followed the man.
The man took two steps to take a sip of wine, staggered to a corner of the casino, sat down, and curled up.
He has no money, so take a rest here and go directly to the dungeon.
Then he heard footsteps stopping beside him.
He raised his head and glanced at the person with drunken eyes, and then his cloudy eyes suddenly woke up, and a hoarse voice came from his dry mouth: "Are you...Cheng Miao?"
Cheng Miao squatted down and said, "It's me."
The man moved his mouth and showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "Long time no see."
Cheng Miao sighed inwardly and motioned for the man to add him as a friend.
The man hesitated for a moment, then took Cheng Miao's cell phone.
After a few operations, 2,000 travel coins were transferred into the man's account, which originally had a balance of zero. Cheng Miao patted his shoulder and stood up.
"Find a hotel and have a good rest for a few days. Don't drink or gamble. Live seriously. There is always hope."
The man held the phone blankly, saying nothing or thanking him, as if he was stupid.
Cheng Miao lowered her eyes and said softly to him, "My condolences, Tan Wen."
