Qin Ji was in high spirits and pulled Jiang Nian to play cards.
Jiang Nian didn't want to dampen other people's enthusiasm.
The household housekeeper acted as the croupier.
Qin Ji is addicted to cards, but his skills are terrible. Most importantly, he's the only one among the four men who wears his heart on his sleeve.
After playing only a few rounds, Jiang Nian could basically guess accurately what cards Qin Ji was holding in each hand.
But she remained calm and composed, maintaining a pattern of winning three games and losing five, winning small amounts of money and losing large amounts.
Most of the money he lost was to Qin Ji.
If Jiang Nian loses money, Si Boye will cover it, which is equivalent to winning Si Boye's money.
Qin Ji was overjoyed.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to the bathroom first, we'll continue playing when I get back."
Young Master Qin, having won money, was beaming with pride as he got up to go to the restroom.
"You deliberately lost money to him?"
Qin Ji left, and Huo Xiao suddenly spoke.
Qin Ji couldn't tell, but he could.
The girl's Texas Hold'em skills were absolutely extraordinary, even unfathomable. She was simply deliberately controlling the game and intentionally losing money.
Jiang Nian remained expressionless: "Young Master Qin lost too much the day before yesterday, let him recover some of his losses."
Si Boye raised an eyebrow, then pinched the girl's hand under the card table, his rough fingertips caressing it.
Her tone was casual yet subtly boastful: "My baby is just too kind."
The game lasted until nearly midnight, and finally Qin Ji won three million from Jiang Nian.
"Oh, little sister, I'm so sorry, I'll bring you a gift next time we meet~"
Qin Ji couldn't stop smiling as he looked at Si Boye's transfer.
He thought to himself that it was fortunate that the big boss was bad at cards, so he finally found a way to take advantage of Si Boye.
*
The men said their goodbyes.
After the outsiders left, Si Boye skillfully lifted the person onto his lap, held him in his arms, and kissed him.
Soft, delicate kisses fell down the girl's hair and neck, as if expressing the longing they had felt after two days apart.
His shirt collar was casually open, revealing an extremely handsome face that was already alluring, with a prominent, sexy Adam's apple, making his posture and voice incredibly seductive.
"Qin Ji isn't short of money, but you spoil him."
Jiang Nian said, "Since it's just for fun, everyone should have fun."
"He's happy, but I'm really frustrated,"
Si Boye's eyes were fixed on the girl's lips, and he said in a coquettish tone, "I need a kiss from you to feel better."
I did indeed side with outsiders to some extent.
Jiang Nian thought for a moment, then looked up and kissed the man on the lips. Then she said, "I want to go out for a bit."
Si Boye was somewhat surprised: "Now? Where do you want to go?"
“Hmm, let’s find a spacious, deserted place,” Jiang Nian paused, “...Today is Annie’s death anniversary, and I want to burn some paper money for her.”
On the way to Tanzhou, Jiang Nian found a gold paper shop, the kind that mainly sells funeral and sacrificial supplies, and bought some paper money to put in his backpack.
It's not yet midnight, so you can still burn paper money.
Si Boye remembered the girl, his deceased friend.
She wanted to go with him, but Jiang Nian refused.
"I won't leave the residential area. I'll just find an open space outside so Annie and I can be alone for a while."
Seeing this, Si Boye had no choice but to agree.
He kissed the girl's lips, his voice deep and tender: "Don't be too sad... I'm here, come back soon."
*
For those who have cemeteries, their relatives go to the cemetery to pay their respects.
But those without cemeteries can only burn paper money in empty, deserted places or at crossroads.
Let the wind carry the ashes to the distant horizon, a small token of our sorrow for the departed.
The night is quiet and still, and there is no wind tonight.
The burning paper money turned to ashes, drifting upwards with a fleeting glimmer of light. Soon, nothing remained on the ground except a pile of ash.
Jiang Nian stared at the pile of ashes for a long time, until the last bit of fire was completely extinguished, before she looked away.
But as he turned around, he saw an unexpected figure. He frowned immediately, his tone turning cold: "—Joey?"
"What a coincidence, J, I never thought I'd run into you here."
Joey appeared at some unknown time.
The blonde girl wore a light, flowing white chiffon lace nightgown with a pretty bow at the neckline and soft slippers. Her glossy, silky curls reached her waist.
She looked at Jiang Nian, her emerald green eyes seemingly filled with joy.
"It's midnight, and you and I are here together. Isn't that a coincidence?"
Jiang Nian glanced at the other person, her tone indifferent.
"I never expected that Jiang Nian, who claims to have grown up in the countryside, would actually live in the same neighborhood as me."
Joey's smile was innocent and carefree. She seemed naive and untouched by the world, like an angel who had accidentally fallen to earth.
She glanced curiously at the remaining ashes on the ground.
"Is this a ritual for you Chinese to commemorate the dead?"
"I'm curious, who is Jiang Nian mourning so late at night?"
"We don't seem to be close enough to share things like this yet."
Jiang Nian's dark eyes were calm and still.
Joey, however, was not annoyed.
He even started talking to himself.
"You Chinese people seem to be particularly sentimental. You also remember the dead very well."
“My mother died in childbirth. I have no memory of her and I never think of her.”
“But I only found out recently that my father had an illegitimate daughter, my half-sister, but she was already dead when I found out about her.”
"But it's strange, even though I've never met her, I still dream about her."
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