Going to a bar alone to drink, it's easy to run into someone trying to pick you up.
Women find it easy, and so do men.
Sun Wen wasn't surprised by the woman's attempt to chat him up; his height of 1.9 meters had always made him a focal point in crowds. He had encountered it quite a few times during school, but after he started going out with his girlfriend, he seldom went out, and rarely visited such places; hence, he encountered it less often.
"What are we playing?" she tilted her head and thought for a moment. "Do you have any good suggestions?"
"You're the one who brought it up, so you should come up with something." Sun Wen took another sip of his drink.
The glass wasn't big, and he had already drunk half of it.
"Let's play the simplest thing then."
"What?"
"Rock-paper-scissors." She shook her fist. "How about that?"
"Playing that..." Sun Wen chuckled, "What's the stake?"
"A question."
She held up a finger. "Or a request."
"I don't want to play."