It is indeed a strange experience to walk hand in hand in an unmanned amusement park.
This is the first time Sheng Guangming has come to the amusement park since he was a child. The amusement park is very big, like another world, and there are only him and Yan Shuang in this world.
It's so peaceful and peaceful.
Sheng Guangming held Yan Shuang's hand and said cautiously, "I'm sweating."
Yan Shuang let out a "hmm".
"Do you think it's dirty?"
Yan Shuang glanced at him, and deliberately said to spoil the scenery: "I'm not some innocent little white flower, let alone a man's sweat, it's a man's..."
He stopped here.
Sheng Guangming was looking at him, his dark eyes were full of him.
Yan Shuang turned his face away, pursed the corner of his mouth, and put on a tantrum again.
Sheng Guangming said gently, "Go on, it's okay."
"What a generosity."
"I have no position or generosity."
"Are you asking for a name?"
"It doesn't mean that," Sheng Guangming said with a smile, forgiving and gentle, "Don't force yourself."
Yan Shuang grabbed his hand and kicked the rolling stones on the ground, "I won't force myself for anyone."
"That's good." Sheng Guangming squeezed the soft hands in his heart.
The huge Ferris wheel in the amusement park was turning slowly, Sheng Guangming said with a little amusement, "This, exciting project?"
Yan Shuang thought to himself that a stinky straight man knows nothing.
"this one."
In the transparent cockpit, the two sat facing each other. Sheng Guangming was tall and had long legs. His pair of long legs could hardly fit in the narrow cockpit. His knees were staggered from each other, and he still felt cramped with others. Feeling, the smell emanating from the other party's body in the almost closed space becomes more and more vivid.
In Sheng Guangming's line of sight, the bright lights of this sleepy city only served as a foil for that fair side face with a silent smile.
All his friends knew that he was courting a boy.
Almost everyone will ask him a question - "Sheng Guangming, what do you like about him?"
No idea—that's how he answered.
really do not know.
He just wanted to look at this face and smile.
Yan Shuang put his hands on the transparent cockpit wall, watching the buildings on the ground gradually become smaller in sight, and said softly: "It's almost the top."
Sheng Guangming looked at him, "Yes."
"Did you know... Forget it, you must not know," Yan Shuang's mouth curled up slightly, "There are many legends about the top of the Ferris wheel."
"If you make a wish at the summit, it will come true."
"When couples kiss at the apex, they will be in love for life."
"If friends hold hands at the top, they will be friends forever."
"It's all a trick made up by merchants to defraud money."
"What magic can there be on the top of an amusement ride? Don't be ridiculous."
He spoke calmly, but his eyes were focused on looking out of the window, where thousands of lights were shining.
Sheng Guangming was distracted and glanced outwards. It was indeed almost at the top. He lowered his folded arms, pondered for a while, and said, "Do you want to hold hands?"
Yan Shuang looked out the window and said without hesitation, "No."
Putting his arms on his knees and rubbing his pants, Sheng Guangming thought: If Yan Shuang wasn't with him now... maybe everything would be different.
Nothing happened.
The Ferris wheel has passed the apex.
There was no holding hands, no kissing, they didn't even look at each other.
After returning to the ground, Yan Shuang asked Sheng Guangming abruptly, "Have you made a wish?"
Sheng Guangming paused, "No."
His thoughts should not count as wishes, right? No matter how magnanimous he was, it wouldn't be another man who made a wish to accompany Yan Shuang.
"I promise."
"What did you promise?" Sheng Guangming asked subconsciously.
"I won't tell you," Yan Shuang smiled slyly, "It has nothing to do with you anyway."
Sheng Guangming put his hands behind his back, still with his usual gentle smile on his face.
Yan Shuang suddenly said: "You carry me out."
Sheng Guangming was stunned, "I'll carry you?"
"I'm tired from playing, I can't walk anymore," Yan Shuang hooked his fingers, "Quickly squat down, the back is very attractive and likable."
Sheng Guangming laughed heartily, and at the same time squatted down very simply. He patted his shoulder and waved to Yan Shuang behind him, "Come up."
Yan Shuang lay down unceremoniously.
Sheng Guangming lifted him up easily, put his arms through Yan Shuang's legs, and turned him upside down after getting up. Yan Shuang followed the inertia, threw his face into the crescent of his neck, and brushed his lips against the nape of his neck. With blue veins, Sheng Guangming's movements paused. He turned his face and looked at Yan Shuang. Before he could meet his eyes, Yan Shuang turned his face away.
"What to look at, I was not careful."
Sheng Guangming smiled sullenly.
"Do not laugh."
The hair on the top of the head was pulled out.
Sheng Guangming held back his laughter and stepped forward calmly.
"Shuangshuang."
"what?"
"Merry Christmas Eve."
"… unhappy."
An angry answer.
Sheng Guangming was used to Yan Shuang's appearance of playing in the world in the past, and felt that Yan Shuang like this is very cute, he likes it very much, especially likes it, the kind of liking he can't hold back.
"I am very happy."
"..."
The arms hooking his neck tightened, "You are not allowed to be happy."
"All right."
"A little hungry."
"I'll make you supper when I go back. What do you want to eat?"
Yan Shuang lay on Sheng Guangming's back to order food. The more he ordered, the hungrier he became. He wailed, "So hungry—"
Sheng Guangming was listening carefully, and when he heard Yan Shuang's cry of hunger, he smiled silently and said, "Sit still."
"what?"
"accelerate."
After he finished speaking, he ran up, and Yan Shuang, who was sitting on his back, yelled loudly, hooked his neck tightly, and laughed loudly, "Drive—"
The laughter of the two people echoed in their ears. In the empty amusement park, the dreamy and warm lights flickered slightly, stretching the overlapping shadows of the two people very long.
Yan Shuang said he was hungry, Sheng Guangming went back to the new apartment, pointed Yan Shuang to his room, and immediately started cooking.
Yan Shuang went to look at the room Sheng Guangming had prepared.
The decoration style of the room is very fresh, with warm colors from the wallpaper to the bed, a plush toy on the bedside table, and a helmet with Yan Shuang's name engraved on it.
Sheng Guangming is serious.
This room was specially prepared for Yan Shuang. He said that he wanted to give him a home, and he was serious.
It was because of being so serious that "Yan Shuang" felt so painful when they separated.
All the rest "Yan Shuang" can deceive themselves, because they don't love him, so they hurt him.
But Sheng Guangming loved him so much, why did he hurt him so much
Yan Shuang picked up the plush toy and played with it in his hands. He had no intention of adjudicating the feelings set in the original book. Who is right and who is wrong, who is good and who is bad, is not important to him. What he has to do is to complete his task—separate from this person before marriage.
"Boom—"
Yan Shuang turned around.
Sheng Guangming was standing at the door with an apron tied around his waist, "If you're too hungry, there are snacks in the cabinet over there. See if there is anything you like, and take a bite first."
He pointed to the bedside cabinet.
Yan Shuang went to open the cabinet, and the colorful packaging inside made him laugh, "I'm not a child, why are there still snacks beside the bed?"
"Who cares if you are a child or an adult when you are hungry in the middle of the night, you pick and choose what to eat, and take out what you don't like, and I will take it for you."
"I don't like food at all," Yan Shuang looked back and smiled, "I want to eat what you cook."
It was already very late, but Sheng Guangming still ordered Yan Shuang's barbecue. There were meat, vegetables and seafood, served with two bottles of iced Coke. Attractive."
Sheng Guangming smiled, "I know this, doesn't it mean that if you want to grasp a person's heart, you must first grasp a person's stomach?"
Yan Shuang took a skewer of roast beef and pointed it at him, "It turns out that you are also careful."
"Yes," Sheng Guangming said generously, he patted his thigh and stood up, "Eat first, I'll bake a cake, on Christmas Eve, I'll make you an apple pie, okay?"
"Okay, I can do it."
Although Sheng Guangming fought with Yan Shuang for a few hours today, went to the amusement park with Yan Shuang, and ran a long way with Yan Shuang on his back, after finishing a table of dishes, he was still full of energy. Get busy in the kitchen.
The kitchen is open, and Yan Shuang can see Sheng Guangming working back and forth, like a tireless and hardworking bee.
Yan Shuang was eating barbecue leisurely when the phone next to him vibrated suddenly.
Yan Shuang picked it up and saw that it was a message from his roommate.
The information sent by the key npc must be related to the main line!
Yan Shuang opened it, and his roommate took a picture of him. It was a beautiful black box with a white ribbon tied on it.
"Tiezi, your courier is placed under the dormitory. I brought it up for you. The color is so creepy. Take it away tomorrow."
Yan Shuang replied: "Open it and have a look."
After a while, another picture was sent over.
The gift box was half opened, revealing the shiny leather inside.
"It's a shoulder bag. It scared me to death. I thought it was something."
When Yan Shuang left from Qi Feiyun, he also left the bag that Qi Feiyun gave him, so it should be broken cleanly.
Unexpectedly, Qi Feiyun bought him a new one.
"There's still a card inside, so I won't open it."
Yan Shuang replied: "Thank you, let it go."
Today is Christmas Eve, Qi Feiyun is a religious believer, so it should be a very important day.
Yan Shuang accepted the gift and didn't intend to thank him. Isn't his acceptance of the gift the greatest comfort to Qi Feiyun
He was so kind and so loving.
After a while, Sheng Guangming's apple pie was ready, with a candle on it, which made Yan Shuang laugh, "Why is this?"
"Happy birthday." Sheng Guangming said naturally.
Yan Shuang smiled slightly, "It doesn't have to be so formal, and it's not a real birthday."
Sheng Guangming thought of something, but he still didn't say it. Yan Shuang didn't want to listen to it. Let the past be over. In the days to come, he hoped that Yan Shuang could smile more.
"If I don't like it, I'll pull it out."
Sheng Guangming was about to pull out the candles above, but Yan Shuang stopped him again.
"Forget it, it's all plugged in."
Sheng Guangming smiled slightly. He thought such an awkward Yan Shuang was also very cute.
Yan Shuang was facing the apple pie with candles, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes, as if making a wish.
Sheng Guangming looked at him quietly, his eyes were infinitely gentle.
When Yan Shuang opened his eyes, he happened to bump into those gentle eyes. He was startled, and Sheng Guangming was also startled. When Sheng Guangming lowered his head and then raised his head, the emotion in his eyes was no longer strong. It will be a burden to Yan Shuang, so as long as it is superficial, a little bit, as long as Yan Shuang knows that he likes him.
"I made a wish." Yan Shuang took the initiative.
Sheng Guangming didn't ask any wishes, but only said: "It will definitely come true."
Yan Shuang smiled, with a mischievous look, "This wish has something to do with you."
Sheng Guangming's eyes lit up, "Can I ask?"
Yan Shuang couldn't help laughing, "I wish you wouldn't stay like this in the future!"
Sheng Guangming was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Okay, I'll try my best."
Yan Shuang smiled and blew out the candles, and Sheng Guangming cut a piece of apple pie for him. Needless to say, Yan Shuang was very satisfied with his craftsmanship. Before eating two bites, the phone on the table vibrated again.
Yan Shuang picked up the phone, but it was a call from an unexpected person.
—Cui Zheng.