My American magical life
Chapter 61 - 61 61 Discover a Rare Monster!!!

61: Chapter 61: Discover a Rare Monster!!!

61: Chapter 61: Discover a Rare Monster!!!

It’s most terrifying when a person is psychologically manipulating themselves.

All kinds of thoughts swayed by emotions uncontrollably surge within, and you might even think they represent your true self.

Sani was now trapped in a state of self-inflicted psychological manipulation.

Subconsciously, she wanted to escape, and unconsciously, she sought reasons to justify her evasion.

That’s how an avoidant personality operates.

Family turmoil had affected Sani as a child and an adolescent, profoundly altering her character.

She fled her family, lived in isolation, and struggled on the fringes of society.

After making a friend, she began to doubt whether this friendship was worthy of her trust.

She longed to become good friends with Cheng Daqi, but once they truly became friends, she started worrying about losing it.

Under the provocation of Lisa’s incident today, this fear of loss once again prompted her to contemplate escape.

“I certainly wouldn’t dislike you, it has nothing to do with all that stuff you mentioned, Sani.”

Sitting down next to Sani, Cheng Daqi spoke softly.

“I came alone to a strange country, and you provided me with very great, very great, very great support—’very’ is too common a word, it’s not the right description.

Let’s put it this way, if you asked me to choose between you and Lisa or anyone else to be my friend, I would choose you because you are really important to me.”

He chose to express himself in the simplest and most clear-cut manner to let her know he truly didn’t dislike her.

Not even a little bit.

Having someone to accompany you through the rough patches is truly a blessing, God!

“No!

Don’t talk like that, Chan.”

Sani rubbed her face, wanting to put an end to this dull conversation.

She disliked everything that had happened today.

She didn’t want Cheng Daqi to be sick; she didn’t want him to suddenly leave with someone else; she also disliked those women who were born luckier than her.

“You try on the clothes.

If they don’t fit, we can go exchange them now.”

Turning around, she pulled out the suitcase they’d picked up in the morning from the tent.

Sani took out the ‘new clothes’ she had bought for Cheng Daqi, one piece at a time.

Cheng Daqi smiled as he accepted the shoes handed to him by Sani.

“Okay, I think they should be fine.

I’ll change clothes, and then we can go beg for a meal,” he said.

Hearing Cheng Daqi’s words, Sani nodded, a smile returning to her face.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t afford a meal costing two thousand Dollars, but begging was more cost-effective.

He could keep betting those two thousand!

Even though the odds were slightly lower than yesterday, they were still around twenty to one.

In 2018, IG had many supporters; naturally, a lot of people were betting on them to win the championship.

But not many were betting on the exact score, so the odds for a 3:0 victory stayed at around twenty to one.

Three thousand six hundred Dollars invested, eighty thousand Dollars returned.

That’s winning big!

When that happens, it’s not just about affording meals; Cheng Daqi was going to take Sani to live in a big villa.

And not the kind with two wheels—’big villa’—a proper one, don’t get it wrong.

Soon enough, Cheng Daqi emerged from the tent.

A grey hoodie, a dark green jacket, paired with ordinary jeans and ordinary shoes.

But combined with his inherent good looks plus a touch of disheveled hair from illness and fatigued eyes,

The vibe of a melancholic, handsome man was there.

Seeing the good effect of the clothes she had bought for Cheng Daqi, Sani nodded in satisfaction.

“I think you should mess up your hair a bit more; otherwise, I’m worried someone is going to set their sights on you,” Blackie sincerely suggested, making Cheng Daqi vigilant.

Yeah, the diversity of America is not just an adjective, it’s a phrase too.

He didn’t discriminate against the LGBT community, but he really didn’t want to become a target for certain enthusiasts.

Begging on Red Street was like invading the opposite wild area, it required a bit of vigilance.

He dabbed some water with his hand and, facing the smartphone screen held up by Sani, Cheng Daqi fussed over his hairdo.

It had to be hideously ugly to be safe.

Cheng Daqi couldn’t cast enchantments on his skin like a gold-medal trainer, so he had to focus on his hair instead.

“Perfect, this hairstyle makes you look like a madman now, haha.”

The younger sister under eighteen was like that, almost crying with grievance moments ago, and now able to laugh carefreely.

Sani’s teasing left Cheng Daqi somewhat speechless, he handed his orange phone to Sani and asked her to take a full-body photo of him.

To fish for views on a short video at night.

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On the way to Red Street, Sani, as usual, walked ahead of Cheng Daqi, leading the way.

Without turning back, she asked in a deliberately casual tone.

“How did you eat at noon?

You went off with them in the morning, and I had to beg for food by myself at noon, got a bacon pizza.”

“I had medical checks at the hospital for a long time and didn’t have time to eat.”

Cheng Daqi was actually quite helpless; this noon at the hospital, Lisa specifically instructed Temir to conduct many tests on him.

He knew the blonde’s intentions were good, but the myriad of tests had delayed him quite a bit.

Those two beauties were classic, considering skipping meals as nothing out of the ordinary.

Was their beauty really achieved through starvation?

“Alright then, stick with Momma Sani for begging.

Those women just see you as a homeless guy and want to toy with you, they would never really consider you a friend.”

Sani’s tone was a bit tense—she truly didn’t know how to talk behind other people’s backs.

She didn’t understand it as a child, and after growing up and leaving home, school, she had no chance to learn.

The backtalk just now was already a stretch for her.

She wanted Cheng Daqi to be with better people, but she couldn’t help it; she couldn’t help hoping Cheng Daqi would see those women for what they ‘truly were’.

But this conflict didn’t mean she was despicable or selfish.

Following behind the Black sister, Cheng Daqi didn’t pay much attention to her tone; he was focused on his phone.

“You’re right, we’re in it together!”

Cheng Daqi’s response was so simple that Sani completely understood.

But such simple words had already made her very happy, and Sani’s footsteps became lighter.

One of us!

She liked this expression.

“F**K, that guy’s streaking!”

As they neared Red Street, Sani who was scouting ahead spotted a rare occurrence in the wild area.

A half-naked man without clothes on his upper body was wandering aimlessly.

His swaying body, drooped head, and exposed skin all indicated that he was a drug addict who was high.

This addict’s movements were so weird that he looked like a nude zombie!

“Chan, let’s avoid him and go around.”

Sani turned back and instructed Cheng Daqi.

“Wait a minute, let me film this first, it’s great material, he’s sat down already, won’t be dangerous.

I think after we collect the food we could eat here, recording a video like this will probably get more traffic.”

Cheng Daqi wouldn’t miss out on such good material.

What a beautiful and free American street scene!

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