High point

In the first set, Su Ling's hands were pretty good: two 4s, one 5, three 6s, one 7, one 8, 9, 10, J, K were all doubles, and then there was an ace.

Mr. Huo also sorted out the cards, and he said, "The 3 of spades is with me."

Su Ling was not afraid: "Okay, please."

霍总第一手打出的是三个3搭单牌4、6，苏凌打三个6搭7、8应对。

Mr. Huo replied to him: Three 7s, 8s, and Qs.

Su Ling saw that there were no more three cards in his hand. Although there was an ace in his hand, there were no three cards to make a bomb. He shook his head and said, "No more".

Mr. Huo came out again: straight - 9, 10, J, Q, K.

Su Ling broke a Q in his hand, he couldn't make a straight, so he had to give up.

Mr. Huo said, "Really? I only have two cards right."

Su Ling put down the rest of the cards in his hand and said, "This game is lost."

Mr. Huo said: "0 to 1."

Su Ling said: "This round is because you took the lead. You have three more cards, but I don't have so many three."

Mr. Huo said, "Really?"

Su Ling said: "Of course, I will definitely get the 3 of spades in the next round."

In the second round, Su Ling had a good card, with both straights and threes, and few single cards. Although the 3 of spades was still in Mr. Huo's hands, he still won in the end.

1:1.

After that, the two competed to win.

The third game: 2 to 1.

Fourth inning: 2 to 2.

Fifth inning: 2 to 3.

Sixth inning: 3 to 3.

Seventh inning: 3 to 4.

Eighth inning: 4-4.

It's already the ninth round, and Su Ling played more cautiously as he got to the back.

The yacht had gradually come to a stop, Su Ling didn't feel it at all, he was already immersed in this simple yet complicated card game.Therefore, he did not notice that when he frowned and meditated, a gaze slid across his beautifully shaped, bushy eyebrows, his tall and delicate nose bridge, and lightly bit his thin lips with beautiful luster under his white teeth. Smooth neck, slightly open shirt...

Su Ling said, "Forget it, I'll just blow it up."

Mr. Huo looked away slightly, seeing that he dropped three 8s and one ace, which could have been left in the last bomb, it seems that there must be no less than 3 single cards.

Mr. Huo has an impression of all the cards he has played (no way, there are really geniuses in the world, and playing cards with such people is courting death), just because there are seventeen cards, and there are more than ten cards left. Take it up, it is difficult to calculate accurately.

The bomb made Su Ling bigger once, but he will basically be a single card next time. Although Mr. Huo also has one in his hand, they are all bigger than him.

Mr. Huo won this round.

It's already 4-5.

As long as Mr. Huo wins another game, Su Ling will lose.

Su Ling's palms were a little sweaty.

He glanced at Mr. Huo, who was calm and calm. He seemed to be playing cards casually, but he was obviously a master of calculations.

Coupled with such a little bit of luck, Su Ling thought his cards were good enough several times, but in the end he still had a hand, and he could use the not so good cards to the best point.

After taking the last card, Su Ling felt a little dignified - the card is not particularly good, no, it should be too ordinary: a 3 (not a 3 of spades), a 4, two 5s, a 6, a 7, Two 8's, two 9's, a 10's, three J's - wait, four J's! There was a ecstasy in his heart, then a Q, an A!

Sure enough, the 3 of spades is still with Mr. Huo, he said, "A pair of 3."

Mr. Huo: A pair of 10.

Three 6s with single cards 4 and 7.

Su Ling fell into the conflict of bombing or not bombing again.

If it blows up, the cards in his hand will have no chance of winning again.

If he doesn't blow up, Mr. Huo should still have 8 cards in his hand, because until now, no card above 10 has appeared. If he has a straight... No, he has four Jacks, Huo can't be Shunzi, don't let this go.

Su Ling said, "I don't want it."

Mr. Huo said: "Are you sure?" That slow tone made people feel that he had already won the victory.

Although Su Ling could not understand his "arrogant" appearance, he would endure it.But—thinking of the previous game of cards, he just missed the best time for the bomb.

He studied Mr. Huo's expression, but he couldn't see anything except his faint smile.

"Wait, I'll take it." Hope it wasn't hasty. "Four J's."

Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows: "No."

Su Ling came up with an unintimidating straight: "34567."

Mr. Huo said, "No."

Now Su Ling only has a 5, a 10, a Q, and an A.

Then... let's hit 5 first. "A 5."

Mr. Huo said: "A Q."

Now, do you want it or not?

If you want it, you can only use A to press it, but if the A is gone, you only have a 10 and a Q in your hand, which are not very big cards.

No, Mr. Huo now has five cards. If it is a three-for-two, he will be in trouble.

"Yes, an A."

Mr. Huo said, "No."

Then, there is a Q and a 10 next.

I can only give it a try, make a big one, and see if there is any chance of winning in the end.

"A Q."

It's like his heart stopped beating.

Mr. Huo said: "A K."

K!

He has even bigger ones!

Su Ling's face turned pale: "...don't."

Huo always looked at him: "Su Ling, really don't want it?"

Su Ling said, "Can I still have it?"

He had already guessed that Mr. Huo must have more than one K in his hand, no matter how many, he would lose.

Sure enough, the next thing Mr. Huo said was: "A pair of 9s."

Su Ling said, "I lost. 4 to 6."

Mr. Huo has three kings in his hand.

He can't win no matter what.

Mr. Huo saw that he looked a little lonely, and said softly, "Su Ling, this is just a game."

Su Lingchi let out a low laugh, it seems that he was pretending just now: "Yes, Mr. Huo, I just thought, why am I unlucky today? - Well, Mr. Huo, you can fulfill your promise right."

Man, I am willing to bet and admit defeat.Besides, Su Ling began to think that Mr. Huo was quite interesting.

There is a saying that is true, once people have a common interest, there will be a resonance that is difficult to explain by science.

Su Ling got to know another side of Mr. Huo tonight. It turns out that he is such a person who knows how to live.

Although the person is still the same person, I always feel that I have inadvertently shortened the distance a lot.

Su Ling leaned comfortably on the railing. After experiencing an extremely hard mental work just now, it feels really good to suddenly relax. The yacht has stopped on the sea at this moment, the wind and waves are not strong, and the temperature and humidity are just right.

Mr. Huo said, "Su Ling."

Su Ling turned to look at him. From his perspective, the combination of the lights of the yacht and the darkness of the sea, coupled with those eyes as deep as water, made the expression on Mr. Huo's face look a bit subtle.

Su Ling raised her head and asked him, "Boss Huo, have you made up your mind?"

Mr. Huo walked over and sat beside him with his arms crossed. The distance between the two of them instantly shortened. Su Ling seemed to smell a faint musky scent from his body - strangely not covered by the smell of the sea breeze - it seemed to be a man Perfume, it seems to be natural.The smell has a calming effect that feels... good.

Su Ling hesitated and was in a trance for a moment.

It's not just... yes, it seems... so familiar... But such familiarity seems to have a sense of disobedience, making it impossible for Su Ling to think deeply about where these unfamiliar feelings of familiarity come from.

I read a scientific report before, which probably means that whether people can become friends or not, the attraction of body odor is the decisive factor.

At that time, Su Ling felt that those scientists were simply nonsense.

Now that I think about it, it probably makes sense.

Mr. Huo said, "That's right."

Su Ling said lightly: "Then let's mention it. As long as it doesn't exceed my ability to pay, I think it should be fine." The yacht swayed gently with the waves on the sea surface, and the lights of the yacht hit the shadows, swaying and forming thin The light belt makes people feel peaceful.

Mr. Huo said, "Let me ask you a question first."

"what?"

"How did you feel when you talked to me the last two times?"

"..." Su Ling lowered his head, and when he raised his head, there was still a smile on his face: "Mr. Huo."

"Ok?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Huo, I want to know when you changed your job to become a psychiatrist."

Mr. Huo said: "Okay, I got the answer I wanted."

Su Ling knew that he could understand everything. Indeed, what is the role of a psychiatrist?Create a relaxed and calm atmosphere for the counselors. Only when people feel comfortable can they confide what is in their hearts. No matter how true they are, they are in their hearts after all, not words that will be easily said to others.

Mr. Huo made him feel comfortable and calm, and Su Ling never denied it.

Su Ling is not a fool, he will not fail to see Mr. Huo's friendliness towards him; he admitted that he had thought of giving up further contact because he gradually realized Mr. Huo's unfathomable, because he felt that he was not from the same world. Now start to slowly find the same hobbies, he will not reject such a friend.

Su Ling has indeed changed a lot since he went to university, but there are still many things in human nature that cannot be changed.

When it comes to making friends, Su Ling still relies on feeling.

What's more, although Su Ling has become more cautious, it is impossible to walk on eggshells every day. That is not Su Ling's style.

Since Mr. Huo said something, of course he can respond.

Su Ling said, "So?..."

Mr. Huo said: "Wait, since you are willing to treat me as a psychiatrist, I don't really mind."

Su Ling thought for a while and said, "Understood, I will report to you every week."

Mr. Huo asked, "Would you like to?"

Su Ling looked at him in disbelief, and said, "Are you kidding me?——Let me think about it, you probably earn hundreds of thousands in an hour, right?" Since they are friends, it's okay to joke around.

Mr. Huo ignored his ridicule, and just said lightly: "This is my request."

Su Ling nodded: "I am willing, I don't want to disturb your work, you decide the time. Mr. Huo, why do I think I definitely earned this?"

Mr. Huo narrowed his eyes and said, "Not necessarily."

Su Ling glanced at his resolute side face, and felt a little sympathetic in his heart. He understood the reason why he could not stand at a high place. Mr. Huo may have many friends, and many of them would surrender to him, because he was born with such advantages and abilities.

It's just that if you have to be so dedicated to every friend, it will be very hard.

Su Ling knew very well that no matter how high Mr. Huo's status was and how rich he was, he needed to put in more effort.

It's not that Su Ling hasn't read the thick documents and materials piled up on the desk in his office.

No one's achievement is given to you by God for nothing. If Mr. Huo is indeed from a big family, the pressure on the descendants of industrialists will be even greater, because all the environment and people will tell you a message: only you surpass your father, You are truly promising.

Su Ling knew that he and he were both sober. Mr. Huo today was just the tip of the iceberg. This person never stopped calculating, because this was his instinct. ——Actually, it doesn't matter what he is planning, the key is that Su Ling is not weak.

The feeling of pity at that moment was only because Su Ling had the same loneliness, a little bit of sympathy.

Anyway, it's not a game, it's just that the two men feel that they have similar tastes, and their auras fit a little bit.

This is not a relationship - after all, one side is strong and the other is weak, so they can complement each other and play games.

Between friends, a little tacit understanding can go smoothly.

It doesn't matter if you spend a little more time.

It doesn't matter.Su Ling faced the night and smiled coldly.