Chapter 64: Encountering Rare Monsters!!!

When people are self-PUA-ing, they are the scariest.

All sorts of emotionally-driven thoughts surge uncontrollably in the mind, and you might even think those are your genuine thoughts.

Right now, Sani is trapped in a state of self-PUA.

Subconsciously, she wants to escape and subconsciously finds reasons for her evasion.

Avoidant attachment style is like this.

Sani's childhood and adolescence were affected by family changes, which completely altered her personality.

She fled from her family, lived on the fringes of society, struggling.

After having a friend, she began to doubt whether this friendship was worth believing in.

She longed to be good friends with Chan, but once they became friends, she began to vacillate.

Under the provocation of Lisa and others today, this vacillation prompted her to have thoughts of escape.

"I would never look down on you; none of this has anything to do with what you said, Sani."

Sitting beside Sani, Chan spoke softly.

"I came to a foreign country alone, and you've given me so much, 'very' is too common a word to describe it. Let me put it this way, if I had to choose between you and Lisa and others to be friends, I would choose you because you're really important to me."

He chose the simplest and most straightforward way to let Black Sister know that he really didn't despise her.

Not at all.

The person who can accompany you through the low points is truly a blessing!

"No! Don't say that, Chan."

Sani rubbed her face, choosing to end this boring topic.

She didn't like everything that happened today.

She didn't want Chan to get sick, she didn't want him to suddenly leave with someone else, and she didn't like those women who were born luckier than herself.

"Try on the clothes, if they don't fit, we'll go exchange them now."

Turning around, Sani took out the box she had brought from the tent that morning, taking out the "new clothes" she had bought for Chan one by one.

Chan laughed as he took the shoes Sani handed him and said, "Okay, I think it should be fine. I'll change my clothes, then we'll go beg for food."

Hearing Chan's words, Sani nodded, her face showing a smile again.

It's not that she can't afford a meal for two thousand, it's just that begging for food is more cost-effective.

He can still invest the two thousand!

Although the odds are a bit lower today than yesterday, they're still around twenty times.

In 2018, so many people favored IG, naturally there were many who bet on them to win.

It's just that there aren't many people betting on the exact score, so the odds of winning the championship with 3:0 can still be maintained at around twenty times.

Invest three thousand six hundred dollars and get eighty thousand dollars.

Winning!

By then, Chan will directly take Sani to live in a big villa.

Not the kind of "villa" with two wheels, but a real villa, don't get it wrong.

In no time, Chan emerged from the tent.

A gray hoodie under a dark green jacket, paired with a plain pair of jeans and a pair of ordinary shoes.

But combined with his own looks, plus a messy hairstyle and tired eyes from being sick.

He exudes the vibe of a melancholic handsome guy.

Seeing that the clothes she bought for Chan had such a good effect, Sani nodded in satisfaction.

"I feel like you should tidy up your hair a bit more, make it look messier, otherwise I'm worried someone will take an interest in you."

Black Sister's sincere suggestion made Chan feel a bit chilly in his heart.

Yes, the diversity of America is not just an adjective, it's also a phrase.

He doesn't discriminate against the LGBT community, but he really doesn't want to become the target of certain enthusiasts.

Begging for food on the red street is like invading the opponent's wild area, it requires a bit of vigilance.

Dipping his hand in some water, Chan used his phone's screen held up by Sani to fiddle with his hair.

It must be ugly to be safe.

Chan couldn't enchant his skin like a gold-tier instructor, so he had to focus on his hair.

"Perfect, this hairstyle makes you look like a madman now, hahaha."

The little sister under eighteen is like this, just a moment ago she was almost crying with grievance, now she can laugh carefreely.

Sani's teasing left Chan speechless, he handed his orange phone to Sani and asked her to take a full-length photo of him.

To be used for posting short videos tonight.

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On the way to the red street, Sani, as usual, walked ahead to lead the way for Chan.

She didn't turn back, pretending to be casual as she asked, "How did you have lunch? You left with them in the morning, and I came alone to beg for food, and ended up having bacon pizza."

"I was at the hospital for a check-up for a long time and didn't have time to eat."

Actually, Chan was a bit helpless too. He was at the hospital this noon, and Lisa specifically instructed Teimie to do a lot of tests for him.

He knew that Lisa's intentions were good, but a series of tests delayed a lot of time.

Those two beauties are also classic; it's just that they've gotten used to not eating.

Is their beauty really born out of hunger?

"Okay, let's avoid him," Sani turned around and instructed Chan.

"Wait, let me take a picture first, this is good material. He's already sitting down, there won't be any danger."

"I think we can come here to eat after we get our food later, there will probably be more traffic for recording videos."

Chan wouldn't miss out on such good material.

What a beautiful and free American street scene!