No. 3 was slumped on the chair, looking ugly and shaking his legs.
The two of them hadn't spoken for a while, and he was so bored that he panicked.
"Hey, what time is it now?"
Zhang Yichi, who closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes and looked at the time, then closed his eyes again: "Nine o'clock."
"There are still three hours left. Do we have to sit here?" No. 3 looked at Zhang Yichi, hoping that Zhang Yichi had some solution to his boredom.
"No." Zhang Yichi said.
No. 3 caught a glimpse of Zhang Yichi with a diary in front of him and sat up: "Show me your notebook."
Zhang Yichi opened his eyes and asked with vigilance, "What do you want to do?"
"I don't want to read what you wrote, I'm not interested in it." As a greeting to Zhang Yichi, No. 3 took the notebook over without waiting for his consent, turned directly to the part where nothing was written, and turned the paper over.
All torn off.
"Tear."
No. 3 tore half of the notebook paper in one breath.
Zhang Yichi didn't know what trick No. 3 was trying to do.
No. 3 returned the notebook to Zhang Yichi. He tore the paper in his hand into the same size. He glanced at Zhang Yichi who was staring at him, took a pen from his side and started writing on the paper.
painting.
About seven or eight minutes later.
Number 3 piled the papers on which he had written things into a pile and placed them on the table: "Would you like to play Landlords?"
"Wha...what?"
"Fighting Landlords." No. 3 glanced at the pile of paper for Zhang Yichi. The first one was drawn on the Ace of Hearts. Then before Zhang Yichi could decide whether to play, he started playing cards, "I'll hurry up."
I'm so bored, let's play cards and chat."
Zhang Yichi looked at the cards that were dealt to him one after another in astonishment.
"Then what, do you know how to play two-player Landlords?" No. 3 asked considerately.
"That's okay." After the cards were dealt, No. 3 pulled the chair closer, sat down, and looked at his cards, "It's okay. I'll give you the first hand, and you'll be the landlord."
Zhang Yichi, who stayed for a while, laughed helplessly, and actually pulled the last three cards in front of him: "Can this still happen?"
"It's not bad. There are no conditions to create conditions. A living person cannot die of urination." No. 3 matched the cards, "I went first, four, five, six, seven and eight."
"Wait a minute." Zhang Yichi was still playing cards.
He rarely plays cards and is not as fast as No. 3.
"Three tens, two threes." Zhang Yichi took out five cards and placed them in the center of the table.
"Okay, okay, I also have three partners." Manager No. 3 said, "This is your second time entering the world of reincarnation?"
"Yeah." Zhang Yichi couldn't hold it in anymore and motioned for No. 3 to leave, "I heard you say so. I just asked No. 1 and they were all the same."
No. 3 said "Oh" and went to Zhang Wu: "I was alone in the last reincarnation world, so I don't know the situation very well. From the looks of it, everyone was pulled in at the same time."
"Probably." Zhang Yichi followed, "By the way, did you get anything after leaving the world of reincarnation for the first time?"
"Yes, I gave him the dismantled parts of the reincarnation world." No. 3 said.
Zhang Yichi no longer looked at the cards, but looked at No. 3: "What exactly is it?"
"Why should I tell you?" No. 3 even put away all the cards and used his body to express his vigilance towards Zhang Yichi, "Two."
"Hey, the two kings have been separated? Why don't you blow me up and leave me panting?" No. 3 completely ignored Zhang Yichi's provocation, and instead focused on playing cards.
Zhang Yichi rolled his eyes.
…
Just like that, the two played more than a dozen games, and they all ended up with No. 3 winning.
"Haha, your poker skills are not good. Fortunately, you are in the world of reincarnation. If you had to stay outside, I could beat you by a thousand dollars." No. 3 felt refreshed and in great condition after winning.
Zhang Yichi didn't care much about winning or losing. He really attracted his attention when playing cards. After more than a dozen games, almost an hour had passed.
It's really a great way to pass the time.
Why didn't I think of it?
"Would you like to play?" No. 3 mixed his cards, and when Zhang Yichi didn't say anything, he added, "If you think Landlord is boring, you can play other games, such as pulling trains, let alone a few hours. If the conditions are good, I can
I can stay with you for half the night."
"Haha." Zhang Yichi smiled.
"Don't just laugh. Do you want to play backgammon? Or a maze? I'll draw a maze for you. You can solve it in ten minutes and you win..." No. 3 was very enthusiastic and used his special skills to help Zhang Yichi get rid of boredom.
"I'm really not irritable now." Zhang Yichi said, "It's pretty good to pass the time."
Seeing that Zhang Yi was relaxed, No. 3 leaned forward slightly and continued to scatter the cards: "In the real world, when I was a child, I didn't have money to go to an Internet cafe, so I played cards with my classmates to earn their money."
"Will they play with you? They've already stayed away from you after losing a few times."
"Do you know what it means to play the long game to catch the big fish? Can't you beat him a few times first? When you get to the big game, beat him hard..."
"Ha, you are quite interesting." Zhang Yichi crossed his arms across his chest with a smile on his face.
"It's just generally interesting." No. 3 was busy, "I see you're not too young anymore, haven't you gone to school?"
Zhang Yichi replied: "I have been working for two years after graduation."
"It's good. It's time for uncles and aunts to enjoy themselves." No. 3 said casually.
"They're all gone." Originally there was a smile on his face, but when he mentioned this, Zhang Yichi returned to calm.
His mother is indeed dead, but his father is not. Zhang Yichi's father divorced his mother when he was a child, and he has never seen him again. For Zhang Yichi, there is no difference from death. And it is convenient to say it this way.
There is no need to explain to others the old sesame seeds and rotten millet things at home.
"It's okay, brother." No. 3 didn't feel offended by Zhang Yichi, and calmly moved the topic to himself, "You and I are in the same situation. I heard from my dad that my mom had a difficult childbirth when she gave birth to me.
. And then... my dad sold my house last year without my knowledge at all. When I went back and opened the door, I found out that hey, why the hell did my dad change people... The new landlord said, my dad
Ask them to give me a message, saying that I took my new girlfriend to travel abroad with money, and I will come back when I run out of money..."
"It's a weird thing." Zhang Yichi felt relieved.
"It's really weird." When No. 3 talked about this, he didn't look unhappy at all, as if it was nothing to mention that his father sold the house without telling him and then took a woman he didn't know to go out and have fun.
"When you leave the world of reincarnation, you still have to think about where to live."
Zhang Yichi didn't have much of an impression of his father. After listening to what No. 3 said, he was a little curious about the relationship between No. 3 and his father: "Aren't you unhappy?"
"My dad has been doing funerals for as long as I can remember, and he also dragged me around. Although we had a few kisses, they were all unlucky and no one looked down on him. At this age, it's not easy to hook up with someone who doesn't care.
These women are pretty good, just let him play and be happy." No. 3 matched the cards and said, "This time it's my turn to be the landlord."
Zhang Yichi, who was fascinated by what he heard, came back to his senses, nodded, and picked up his cards.
Originally he didn't want to continue playing, he just had to suppress his irritability. But after chatting with No. 3 for a while, he decided to play again.