Do you know Thirteen?

It is a mahjong and hu card method, very special.

The composition of this card is slightly different from that of general. You need to hold: ten thousand, nine thousand, one cylinder, nine cylinder, one, nine pieces, one card each. Then there are: east, south, west, north, middle, hair, white, and one card each.

With these, it is still just a "touch" and a last-minute kick in front of Hu. If you want to win, you need to find another one - no matter it is east, south, west, north, middle, hair, or white li.

In this card called "Thirteen-Yao", there are only two of them in total, exactly the same.

The two exactly the same will form the only pair.

Yes, and only one pair.

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It was lunch break when Chen Xuze was doing the exam in the empty classroom. Zhou Yao and Yingnian went to have dinner and called Zheng Yining, who had originally dared not drink "Yingnian" and mixed together.

At the party between girls, boys were not interested in making fun of it. Their brothers left early after dinner and said they would go to the milk tea shop to spend time.

Chen Xuze was not interested and turned back to the classroom alone. Before the people who were eating came back, he looked straight and walked to his seat without squinting his hands in his pocket.

Judging from his back, his shoulders were slightly shrugged, without any energy. He was like a teacher who would always sleep on the desk and sleep lazy.

Perhaps it is a person like him who is not a good person, who is a bad student's appearance and unruly temperament. It is a bit scary, but there are always people who are flying moths to the flames, trying to embrace the fire.

Self-confidence is at work, and perhaps everyone thinks they can be the exception among the exceptions.

Liang Li walked in and Chen Xuze heard footsteps. He was different from his familiar brothers. He was so close to this level. Over the years, just listening alone could tell whether people were familiar or not.

He was too lazy to look up, and had no interest in who was coming in, and did not care about other people's affairs.

Until the shadow was covered in front of Liang Li's slender waist was wrapped in a school uniform with a modified scale, and she looked like she was holding it in one hand.

"Didn't you go to the milk tea shop?"

Her voice was soft and a little clear, but her smile was different from the first time she met. She was no longer a delicate and innocent look, but a light that only "smart people" could understand in her eyes.

Chen Xuze sat upright slightly, took a look back, and turned the pen with his index and middle fingers twice, looking up at her with his eyes squinted.

But he didn't listen very well and said directly: "What's your business?"

Liang Li was not angry or wronged. Instead, she lacked her pretentious temperament and smiled a little more seriously.

"Tsk." She frowned, "It's so fierce. Apart from Zhou Yao, would you also speak well to other people?"

The rotating pen between his fingers stopped, and Chen Xuze looked lazy and didn't feel her "special". Instead, this time his reply was one word less than the previous sentence:

"--none of your business."

Liang Li smiled a little a little, but then she still smiled and communicated with Chen Xuze: "You like Zhou Yao, right?"

"Only everyone can see that except Zhou Yao himself."

She took a light step forward, and her skirt swayed like a ruffle swaying in the wind. Or Liang Li herself was different from others, and even her sitting posture was a bit graceful.

She sat at Chen Xuze's front desk, faced him and looked him in the eyes.

"I can help you."

"Zhou Yaoxi doesn't like you, don't you want to know?"

"If she cares a little about you, I don't think she will be indifferent to my existence."

...

On weekend afternoon holiday, a group of people gathered in Jiang Jiashu's villa to barbecue. Ying Nian was a cousin and had been here many times. Her uncle usually lay on the sofa. Except for a few green peppers, the rest of the "cool" were thrown to Jiang Jiashu for making.

Jiang Jiashu cursed, and while cursing, his hands were like an old mother, and he couldn't stop busy.

No one has the right to say more about the love between brothers and sisters.

Ying Nian sat on the sofa and suddenly noticed a bubble in the soles of her feet. It hurts when she touched it. She shouted with a bitter face: "It must be because I have been walking for a long time just now. My delicate feet have all grown bubbles! It's all your fault, Jiang Jiashu, you are so distorted!"

"Then I'm also fucking blamed me?" Jiang Jiashu skewers and turned around angrily, "Will you believe it or not, I'll bake you?"

The two were making a fuss, Ying Nian grabbed the corner of her clothes, Jiang Jiashu hit her with his elbow, and the two of them were about to fight together.

Zhou Yao cared about whether her feet hurt, and asked worriedly: "Niannian, does it hurt? Do you want to apply some ointment?"

Ying Nian sniffed and immediately let go of Jiang Jiashu's hand, not forgetting to kick him, "Get out, it's inhuman!" He acted coquettishly at Zhou Yao, "It hurts so much! I still feel sorry for me!"

Jiang Jiashu glanced at her and said to Zhou Yao: "There is a sewing bag in the drawer of the second room on the left of the upper floor. Zhou Yao, please help me get it and get a needle to break the blister for her, so that she won't be able to make a fuss!"

Zhou Yao immediately agreed to put down his work and go upstairs to get things.

Zhou Yao followed Jiang Jiashu's words and went to the drawer of the room on the second floor to find the sewing bag. He also checked it out. There was indeed a needle inside. He picked up one and held it in his hand, held the bag and ran downstairs.

But he met Liang Li unexpectedly at the corner of the stairs.

"Ah." Zhou Yao paused, "Hello."

"Hello." Liang Li smiled happily, "The toilet downstairs is the owner, so I can only go up the second floor."

Zhou Yao nodded, not very interested in her explanation.

Just as she was about to go down, Liang Li suddenly called Zhou Yao, "Oh, we'll be in the friendship tonight-" She paused, "I mean boys, I made an appointment to meet at the cake shop on Rixin Street, and do you know about this with the girls in our art class?"

Zhou Yao's eyes were a little lighter, "I don't know."

"The restaurant on Rixin Street sounds so good. When you go to dim sum, you have to make an appointment in advance and queue up to get your number! If it hadn't been agreed a long time ago, it would have been difficult to get a seat." Liang Li said this, with her lips curled up, "Chen Xuze will go tonight, do you want to go with me too? I can introduce the girls in our class to you!"

The look of Liang Li looked at each other seemed to have been a thousand years, and only a moment.

Zhou Yao did not hesitate and said, "No need. I am not interested in occasions where there are too many people."

"Hey, is that?" Liang Li seemed very curious, "There are a lot of barbecue people today, and you are here too. I thought you like to stay at home alone."

After saying a few words, enough time wasted on the stairs. Zhou Yao said, "Sorry, I want to get a needle for Niannian, first..."

Before she could finish her words, Liang Li grabbed the sleeve that covered half of her palm with her hands, shaking it, and jumped down from the building.

"I'll leave first, beg!"

Instead, the man left before Zhou Yao.

On the corner of the stairs, Zhou Yao was the only one left. It was a place that avoided the lights of the windows. When the lights were not turned on, it always seemed dark, and it was difficult to see this place from the perspective of the first floor.

Zhou Yao stood and moved slightly, under the unlit retro lamp, she lowered her head and suddenly laughed silently.

The needle pinched in his finger was shining.

"I..."

She suddenly muttered to herself alone, her voice as small as a mosquito.

"I don't hate these sharp things at all."

Zhou Yao stared at the tip of the needle and thrust her fingertips without warning. She instantly pierced her delicate skin, and the blood beads oozed out. She pressed her index finger with her thumb, and the blood immediately squeezed into a thin layer between the skin.

Zhou Yao rubbed her thumb and index finger. The blood smelled very light and the pain did not leave much trace in her heart.

She just bent her eyes as cute as crescent moon towards the corner of the stairs.

"But--"

"Once a sharp thing is pierced, it's really annoying."

...

On a night without evening classes, Zhou Yao went home early. When Zhou's mother saw her coming back alone, she was curious: "Where is Thirteen? Didn't you go with you today?"

She whispered, "I don't know."

The back quickly walked into the room and closed the door.

Mother Zhou frowned, "I don't know who this personality looks like!"

Zhou Yao was reading quietly in front of the desk. Before eight o'clock, someone suddenly called her under the window. She lay on the table and looked closer to the window. Chen Xuze stood in front of the building, looked up at her, looking up at her, as if she was carrying something in her hand.

Zhou Yao put on her coat and went downstairs to meet him. At the corner where the neighbors were not easily caught, the cold wind was slightly frozen, and Zhou Yao sniffed.

"Have your friendship ended?"

She put her hands in her coat pocket and asked casually.

Chen Xuze glanced at her, "Do you know?"

"Liang Li said."

Chen Xuze silently and did not continue this topic.

Zhou Yao's attitude was a little colder than before, "It's okay, I'm still reading a book and I'm going upstairs."

Chen Xuze grabbed her and face to face, "Are you angry?"

Zhou Yao shook her head. This time Chen Xuze was silent, she suddenly smiled and asked, "Are you angry?"

Chen Xuze's expression was a little helpless, and he stretched out his other hand from behind and handed her what he was carrying.

"The strawberry cakes in this store are delicious and it's hard to get a number to queue up. Today they arrived, so I went to buy a cake and came back."

No wonder the "Friendship" ended so early.

It started at half past seven and he came back before eight.
To be continued...