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Chapter 1951 No.568: Three People’s Brains
To be honest, although the problems of Rudolf symbol and Qianming representative are so serious that if left unchecked, they are likely to turn into mental illnesses that affect one's life. Even the latter with a milder degree can become a psychological demon in certain specific scenarios.

But this is a very small problem in Omer's eyes.

It's so small that they can walk out on their own with just a little guidance.

Even if you leave it alone, after a while someone's words may clear the fog and you may recover on your own.

But no one is willing or able to wait for a 'maybe'.

Perhaps they never got such an opportunity, and just kept on heading towards each other's terminal illness without connecting with each other on the divergent paths, because their problems all stemmed from each other's goodwill.

It is a one-sided tenderness and kindness that leads to an equally narrow consideration. Not wanting to be an obstacle to the other party, not wanting to become a burden to the other party, and even the classic one that can make people laugh -

——Don’t want to cause trouble to the other party.

In the Far East cultural circle, tens of thousands of lacks of communication stem from this extremely simple restriction.

To Omer, this seems like a cultural curse, but fortunately, it is also the easiest curse to break.

Although the requirement of "an outsider who can see the problem clearly and is willing to speak up" is seen by some as an extremely high luxury threshold, just like the requirement of having "friends" in co-op games, which can screen out a large number of people, for a horse girl with a trainer, what does this mean?
"What do you want to hear from me?"

"Eh? Ah, uh..."

After Omar turned his head and said, "It's your turn now," and then asked, "What do you want to hear?" Qianming started to laugh.

The outline of being caught off guard and already feeling guilty, the colorless slit under the blood-red pupils revealed a rare panic in the grass performer's eyes. How rare this must be for a horse girl who pretends to be stupid all day long and is as free and calm as the wind. As the instigator, Omer Linton should have been somewhat touched.

But he seemed to feel nothing at this moment.

He just stared at the brown-haired horse girl who was almost scratching her head, and waited quietly for nearly eight seconds. Only then did his calm and majestic inhuman eyes show a slight emotional fluctuation.

"I don't think I need to say anything." As he spoke, he picked up the sake-style porcelain wine bottle with his translucent magic claws and filled Luna, Qianming, and the small cup in front of him in turn.

"And you seem to want me to keep quiet."

"No!" Qian Ming spoke immediately after hearing what Omar said, and knocked on the table while speaking, causing the arm hanging in the air to quickly protect the wine glass as if someone was frightened.

"I-I was just stumped by your question, and I couldn't think of how to respond. You said you wanted to hear what you said, so I really remembered a lot..."

"You don't sound focused on the present." Omar picked up the glass in front of him without saying a word.

"How can you say that!" Qian Ming had a not-so-perfect angry look on his face, and the next second he became the standard thinking state of "I was still thinking about how to talk to Lu Duo, and by the way, I recalled what I was thinking at that time."

"Have you thought about it?"

"Remembered, uh, I seemed to be feeling sorry for myself at that time."

"Ok?"

Rudolf, who was still thinking about his future quickly in his mind after being enlightened by Omar, stopped drinking the half-raised glass when he heard this.

"Fuck, why are you looking at me like that?" Qian Ming felt uneasy when they stared at him, especially in this private room, where it seemed as if even the light was filtered, making the background a little dim.

Both the purple and red pupils seemed to glow faintly, inexplicably possessing the aura of a predator.
"Can't I just feel sorry for myself for a bit!?"

"Based on your past performance..." Omar, who had already turned his head, took a sip of the wine, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this stuff was really light compared to the drinks he had in the bar and at Sui's table in the past.

A pretty good juice bar.

"The last thing you want is for others to worry about you, and you don't want others to imagine how vulnerable you are."

"Don't worry!"

"Okay." Omar agreed.

He really didn't have much to say about this set of female attitudes that seemed to follow the same template when they were willful. Instead, the conditioned reflex reaction that was too familiar to him made him slightly break away from his serious and conscientious state of scrutiny - and he couldn't help but think back.

Looking back at their previous interactions, fans' hearts will beat violently.

…Then let’s curb it, Omer thought.

That shouldn't be the present moment.

Then someone shouted, "Wait, don't really drink by yourself! Cheers, cheers! Ludo! You too!" "You want to clink glasses with such a small cup?" Omar, who had just finished his drink, was refilling his cup.

"Small is nothing! If you really think that you should call uncle to change to a big one!" Qian Ming, who was already swiping the menu, seemed to want to use this opportunity to wipe out the embarrassment he had shown before. He swiped, selected, and shouted diligently, but he still said something when toasting.

"Come on! Let's drink to the shame we've been facing over the past few months!"

"Ok?"

The trainer, who had neither been ashamed nor wanted to toast to this in the past few months, expressed his doubts, but the horse girls on both sides did the same thing at this time.

"Cheers!" x2
"What? It's Luna, right? Or Ludo?"

"There's no need to separate them so much," said Rudolph, who looked extremely talented. He smiled in a gentle and carefree manner that made not only Qianming but also Omer hesitate for a moment. "I thought about it and felt ashamed, but also very fortunate. I felt ashamed that I was bound by such a reason in the past, but I was also fortunate that the reason came from myself and did not bring stain to others. Then, it suddenly became clear to me, and the change that I had thought was impossible to start became clear."

"And you did this?!"

Looking at the guy whose mask was already becoming indistinguishable, as if he had already digested the mask, Qian Ming didn't know what to say.

It is absurd to think that I tried to correct the younger generations who claimed that Rudolph was omnipotent, and tried to explain his obvious spiritual limitations.

Where have the limitations of the moon gone?
"Ah, not yet...completely?" Unsure, Rudolf cast his eyes on Omar, as if seeking his judgment, but Omar just took the big glass of wine handed to him by the boss, leaving her to continue talking, "I feel it's quite strange...a bit new, and I'm not quite used to it..."

As she spoke, she looked at the wine glass in her hand as if she had discovered something, then picked it up and drank.

"This seems to be better."

"In the early stages of spiritual integration, some numbing solutions are indeed needed to promote acceptance," Omer said, moving his eyes away from the professional insights sent by Miss Big Shock. He followed the principle of taking what is available and read it word for word. "Drinking is a good strategy, but only at the beginning. If you continue to develop a dependence on it, it will not be a good thing for the decision maker."

After all, alcohol numbs the senses and impairs judgment.

A drunkard can make decisions, but it is unlikely that the decision maker is a drunkard, unless he is a fool like Ling who makes people drunk even though they are not drunk.

"That's the smallest problem for Rudolph!" He quickly found the Qianming representative he usually addressed, raised his hand and patted Rudolph's shoulder through Omar, "In that case, for the sake of a good start for Rudolph's treatment! Let's not leave until we are drunk!!"

"Okay, okay! Sister, I like this part the most too!!"

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The room was in soundproof and blurry. I could only see three people sitting in a row of colorful people next to me. I could only hear some intermittent noises. When I turned around, I saw the wink girl almost lying between the three people, especially the smile that was too close because she was pressing on the middle man.

Will anyone call her?

Can't it? This is a sensitive issue.

Don't be fooled by the fact that everyone is chatting very openly at the moment, as if it's just a normal way to share life's troubles. If there is a risk of someone hearing it, the two horse girls involved will definitely be the first to take action!
So will it be the trainer?

That's impossible, right? He doesn't need this elder sister to ease the atmosphere, right? Especially since he himself is not good at dealing with others.

For a moment, the three of them looked at each other.

Then he turned his head to look at the private room model, and the outline of the counter was still clearly discernible.

The same conclusion leads to the only 'insider'.

But that doesn’t help with the present moment.

"Why are you all ignoring me? Why are you all so cold? I rushed all the way here so fast..."

"Let me ask you first, you weren't speeding, were you?"

"Of course not! Road safety is important!"

"..."

In that case, the time difference can only be that guy/store manager/fourth uncle.