Is there really such a thing as randomness in the world
You Que didn't know, but the glass of wine was already placed in front of him. The light blue liquid glowed with a dark and gorgeous color under the light, and it became darker as it went down, like a deep sea that could drown people.
To be honest, You Que didn't really want to drink this cup of suspected poison. His bony right hand fell on the black sieve lid, scratching it lightly on the table from time to time, and the dice inside collided with each other, making a crisp sound:
"If I get sick from drinking, will you compensate me?"
Sanya was startled when he heard this. He leaned his hands on the table, and his silver-gray hair quietly slid down his shoulders, which reminded people of some soft, cool, cold-blooded animals. "Sir, this is specially prepared for you. Are you really not going to drink it?"
You Que was puzzled: "On purpose?"
Sanya said meaningfully: "Just consider it as a thank you for your help that day."
You Que realized belatedly that Sang Ya was referring to the incident that day when he was rescued by a fraud. It was the first time in his life that he heard the word "thank you" from someone else, and he was stunned for a moment, and even the shaking of the sieve cup slowly stopped.
You Que raised his eyes to look at Sang Ya, tapped the sieve with his fingertips, and uttered a low word: "Guess."
Sanya thought for a moment: "Five sixes?"
He just saw You Que sitting here alone playing dice for a long time, and the number he rolled was six every time.
Sanya nodded: "Do you think this place is bad?"
No one in the entire town of Saint-Riez dared to cause trouble in his territory!
You Que said in an ambiguous tone, "Boss, I think the security of this bar needs to be improved."
It was not difficult for You Que to roll the dice, but it was difficult to guess the number in the sieve cup. He put the dice back together and saw that Sang Ya was dressed simply. He could not understand why he would work in such a mixed place, so he asked out of the blue, "Do you work here?"
Upon hearing this, You Que flipped his wrist and opened the lid, only to see five dice neatly placed on the table, all with six points facing up, "You're lucky."
Sangya lowered his eyes: Turns out he was a thief.
Someone among the crowd of onlookers suddenly shouted in surprise: "Oh my! Why is my ring gone?!"
The one that You Que grabbed was a female insect that happened to pass by from behind. He didn't expect that this male insect was so strong that he couldn't break free no matter what he did. He shouted anxiously at the top of his voice: "Who are you? Why are you grabbing me? Do you think being a male insect is so great?!"
The female insect panicked upon seeing this, her back dripping with sweat, and she struggled desperately: "You, you, you... who told you to pick my pocket! Let go!"
After he finished speaking, under the gaze of many people, he reached into the female insect's shirt pocket and pulled out two exquisitely crafted wallets. Then he reached into his coat pocket and took out a handful of shiny rings and necklaces, among which were a few pills of Mi Huan's addictive drugs. These things made a series of tinkling sounds when thrown on the bar. There were at least twenty of them.
Sanya smiled and said, "You have better luck. After all, not everyone can roll six."
"Ouch! Ouch! It hurts! Let go!"
Feiwen's face suddenly turned ugly.
His tone changed so quickly that Sanya was stunned for a moment. However, before he could react, You Que made a lightning-fast move and accurately grabbed a "claw" that was hovering near his trouser pocket in the dark. He twisted the opponent's wrist with such force that it made a crackling sound.
As soon as these words came out, a thousand waves were stirred up. The other customers bowed their heads and checked their belongings, and exclaimed one after another:
You Que said coldly: "You don't think that all the bugs here are good?"
"Oops! My ring is gone too!"
The music in the bar was deafening, and most of the insects were busy drinking and dancing, but some were still attracted by the sound and looked over. Fei Wen was originally on the second floor, and he immediately rushed over after noticing the noisy movement below. He led a few thugs to push away the swarm of insects, but he saw You Que twisting the arm of a female insect tightly, frowning and asking, "What happened?!"
Sanya tilted his head slightly, looking unconcerned: "It's okay? After all, I received your help on the first day I came here."
Gamblers, drunkards, and sex addicts all gathered together in a place that was truly a den of demons where people were eaten without leaving any bones behind.
You Que told the truth: "It's a mess here."
“My wallet is gone!”
You Que didn't like to meddle in other people's business, but he had been traveling all over the country for so many years and had been beaten and scolded by others, but he had never been robbed. A thief also has to maintain his dignity. This female insect was so blind that she stole from him today, so he could only blame his poor skills.
"Let go? Okay."
You Que released him as he said. The female insect was free and tried to run out in a panic. However, she was stopped by the bar's thugs after taking only two steps. They grabbed her by the collar and slapped her hard several times: "You are blind! How dare you steal things in our territory! Come on! Let me show you how I will deal with you!"
The bar is a gray area and they would never actively call the police unless it was necessary. The female insect was dragged into a small dark room at the back. Once the door was closed, the scene inside was completely isolated and no one knew what had happened.
Fei Wen quickly asked several bartenders to clean up the scattered properties on the counter, and checked and returned the stolen properties to the customers one by one, apologized and exempted all the bills, and finally set his eyes on You Que.
Feiwen frowned, feeling that this male insect was not simple: "Sir, may I ask if you also had something stolen?"
You Que took out his wallet from his pants pocket and slammed it on the bar: "No, he hasn't had time to steal it yet."
Feiwen choked up and said, "Anyway, thank you for helping me catch this thief. I'll give you free drinks tonight as an apology from our restaurant."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Sanya who had come to the bar without him noticing. He was a little puzzled as to why the other party had gone to mix drinks. Just as he was about to speak, Sanya interrupted him in advance: "Boss, don't worry, I will treat this gentleman well."
The implication is, let him leave.
Fei Wen was stunned when he heard this, and became even more confused. He glanced at You Que, then at Sang Ya, as if he understood something, and turned away tactfully: "Okay, I'll leave it to you then."
Sang Ya waited until Fei Wen went upstairs before looking at You Que again: "In recent days, many customers in our bar have lost their belongings. We thought it was accidental, but it turned out to be a thief. Fortunately, you caught him."
You Que opened his wallet, took out a fifty-dollar star coin and put it under the cup as payment: "I told you, this place is a mess."
Sanya pushed the money back: "Sir, this glass of wine is free, no charge."
Seeing that Sangya refused to accept it, You Que had no choice but to take it back. This glass of wine was mixed in a mess. If he really paid for it, not only would You Que feel guilty, but Sangya would also feel guilty.
Seeing that You Que didn't want to drink, Sang Ya pushed the cup towards him and said, "Would you like to try it?"
You Que raised his eyes and looked at him without saying a word. His light brown pupils were very much like amber, with a deep and mysterious feeling that could only be accumulated over thousands of years.
Sanya said seriously, "I'll pay for it if you get sick from drinking."
You Que raised his hand and adjusted his mask: "Are you sure?"
It was rare for You Que to find a quiet place to drink and chat, and he would feel a little bit sorry if he scared the other party away, even though the female insect in front of him did not look like the timid type.
Sang Ya: “Sure.” You Que was silent for a moment after hearing that, and finally raised his hand to take off his mask. His ugly face was completely exposed to the air. Not only was his face covered with pockmarks, but there was also a red and swollen scar on the right side of his face, which made him even more creepy in the dim light of the bar.
Sanya was stunned.
"puff!"
Fei Wen was originally sitting on the second floor watching the fun, when he suddenly saw You Que taking off his mask, he was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of wine. He never expected that this male insect, who looked so upright, would turn out to be so ugly after taking off his mask! !
Female insects in the south are famous for their love of beauty, and 99% of them are obsessed with looks. It was too miserable for Sanya to be killed by the light the first time she approached a male insect!
Feiwen was interested in watching the fun and continued to peek through the gap in the railing. He thought that Sangya would turn around and leave, or splash wine on the male insect's face, but he didn't expect that the other party would continue to stand by the bar and chat as if nothing had happened.
Sang Ya stared at You Que's face, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "What's wrong with your face?"
You Que used the same old excuse: "I'm allergic to the injury."
Sanya subconsciously glanced at the wine glass on the table. Unlike other female insects, she did not panic. She just asked, "Can I drink alcohol if I'm allergic?"
It seems that it is impossible. After all, male insects are mostly valuable, unlike female insects who struggle on the battlefield and whose lives are as cheap as grass.
However, You Que directly picked up the glass of light blue liquid on the table and drank it all. He neither commented on whether it tasted good nor showed any emotion. He only whispered: "You are very brave."
My voice is a little hoarse.
Across a crowded and noisy dance floor, Guigu, John and others had already started looking for Youque, who was only ten meters away from the bar.
You Que didn't want Sang Ya to know that he was in the same group with those two scammers. He took out a star coin and put it on the bar, then put on his mask again and said, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first."
Sanya picked up the money and returned it to him: "Sir, I told you that you don't have to pay for the wine."
You Que said, "It's a tip for you."
After he finished speaking, he left the bar without looking back. The lights around him were dim, and in the blink of an eye his back disappeared into the dance floor.
Sanya stared at the money in his hand for a moment, then had to open the drawer and put it in the cashier area. At this time, Feiwen finally came down from the second floor, and couldn't help asking out of curiosity: "Sanya, who was that male insect just now? Do you know him?"
Sanya told the truth: "I don't know him."
He really didn't know it. He didn't even know the male insect's name.
Feiwen's face twitched as he said, "It's best if you don't know him. That male insect is so ugly. I thought you were attracted to him."
Sanya was studying the cocktail utensils on the bar, trying to make another drink. Hearing this, he looked up at Feiwen, his expression unable to hide his sarcasm, and said lightly: "If beauty only attracts covetousness and plunder, it is better to stay ugly."
Feiwen couldn't help but think of his life experience. After a moment of silence, he said, "… The past is the past. Don't think about it anymore. You killed that male insect, and first you were stripped of your military rank, and then you were imprisoned in Blackstone Prison. It was really not worth it."
"What Phaeth said is right. You should just be an ordinary female insect for the rest of your life. You are so beautiful, it shouldn't be difficult for you to find a male insect to marry here. Those nobles may not live as comfortably as we do."
Female southern insects have the most beautiful wings in the world and were once hailed as a gift from the insect god, thus attracting countless covetousness. However, their tribesmen are scarce, and once they lose their wings they cannot fly, so they have become top collectibles that are hard to come by.
Sanya once served as a major general in the Third Army of the Imperial Capital. Although his family was in decline, he could still have a bright future. However, when he was on a mission, he accidentally offended a powerful male insect in the Imperial Capital. He was secretly sent to the hospital and his wings were forcibly removed. Although he killed the male insect afterwards, he was also imprisoned in Black Stone Prison and sentenced to death.
The northern leader, Phaeus, once owed Sanya a favor, so he promised to set him free and gave him a new identity to live on.
Feiwen felt that there was no need for Sanya to dwell on the past. His first half of life had been ruined because of that male insect. Would his second half of life also be shattered because of it
Hearing this, Sanya slowly withdrew his gaze and continued to study his wine: "I know."
Otherwise he wouldn't have come to this town.
Just as Feiwen was about to say something, he suddenly noticed that Sanya was pouring something from a light brown bottle into an ounce cup. He quickly stopped him and said, "Why are you pouring so much thin syrup? One spoonful is enough!"
Sanya paused and frowned slowly: "Is this thin syrup?"
Feiwen was speechless and choked: "If you don't know how to make a cocktail, you can ask Kevin and the others. This kind of high-grade syrup is very expensive. A small spoonful is enough."
After saying that, she took the bottle from his hand and screwed the cap on.
Sang Ya had an inexplicable bad feeling. He picked up the wine glass that You Que had just finished drinking, dipped a little of the remaining liquid on the wall of the glass with his fingertips, and brought it to his lips, licking it lightly with the tip of his tongue.
Very sweet.
On the other side, You Que and Gui Gu had already strolled downstairs to the rental building. The night wind was chilly, and he was incredibly silent the whole time. He lowered his head and lit a cigarette, the spark was ignited, and the pale white smoke was blown away before it could condense into shape.
This kind of cigarette is of very poor quality and tastes very choking, but its advantage is that it is cheap.
Gui Gu and John laughed for a long time. When they walked downstairs of You Que's house and were about to say goodbye, he seemed to remember something and said to him, "By the way, You Que, I told my uncle that you need to take a new ID photo. He happens to be on duty next Tuesday. Remember to wear something neat to take the photo."
You Que nodded to show that he understood.
Gui Gu said jokingly, "I just saw you chatting with that pretty bartender. Are you interested in that female insect?"
You Que frowned and shook his head, flicking the ash off his cigarette to indicate no.
Gui Gu finally noticed something was wrong and looked at him strangely: "Why don't you speak?"
You Que frowned even more tightly and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want me to say?"
His voice was hoarse and husky, like a broken gong. You Que was obviously aware of this problem and immediately closed his mouth after he finished speaking.
John asked in surprise: "You... You Que, you... you... why is your voice... so hoarse?"
You Que: “…”
That glass of wine is too sweet, it's choking.
If You Que had drunk it slowly and tasted it in small sips, he wouldn't have been choked by the half cup of syrup and couldn't even speak. He was used to drinking spicy wine and smoking choking cigarettes, and for the first time he found that "sweet" was something he couldn't enjoy.
That glass of wine was indeed a taste he had never tasted in his life...
(End of this chapter)