The dry and cold wind occasionally jumped into the collar, making people tremble all over, Chi Yu glanced at Fu Zhiyan who was walking aside, the neck exposed to the air was slender and white, and the faint blue veins seemed to show off the vigor of this age. . The two walked side by side on the street, occasionally causing the passing girls to look sideways, Chi Yu turned his head to the side unnaturally, and leaned his shoulders towards the man again.
Fatty's floor area is relatively large, and Wang Xiao is wearing a big red down jacket, so you can see a large group of meat jumping there from a long distance. When Chi Yu and Fu Zhiyan got closer, they heard a full-fledged male voice with a bit of grievance, sniffling and shouting, "You two are too slow! The three of us will be waiting here at noon!"
"Look at my thin skin and tender meat." Wang Xiao said while leaning his face against Chi Yu, "Blowing this for a year." Before he touched Chi Yu's collar, he snapped his hand with one hand. A slap in the face stopped him from moving on. Fu Zhian put his hands back in his pockets, and took a few steps forward casually, blocking Wang Xiao's vision.
"Have you bought a ticket?"
Wang Xiao took out two crumpled colored papers from his pocket, turned his head and pouted at the two at the gate: "You and Brother Chi came late, Ji Xiaoxiao bought the tickets directly." Fu Zhiyu Turning her head just to meet the girl's gaze, Ji Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes halfway and waved her arms at him. There are not many people in the playground around the New Year. In addition, the temperature has dropped sharply these days, and there are not many people lining up for the roller coasters and other high-altitude projects that are usually popular.
"There aren't many people lining up for the roller coaster." Wang Xiao packed the roasted sweet potatoes into his bag, pulled Lin Chuan's arm while running, and shouted back, "Let's go to the line first and take a seat for you."
"You don't need to give it to Chi Yuzhan." Fu Zhian glanced at the person beside him with a smile in his eyes: "He is afraid of heights."
His thoughts seemed to be suddenly pulled back to a few hours ago, the warm gasps and sticky whispers, the red marks on the collarbone had not completely faded away, obviously standing outside and the frozen ankles hurt, but Chi Yu's ears were sharp. Hot and dry lips. Ignoring the gazes of the people beside him, Chi Yu took a few steps forward with his neck tangled, and stood behind Wang Xiao with a look of disdain: "Fart, does I look like someone who is afraid of heights?"
"I'm sitting in the first row, and you all lie down behind me."
The blood of the young man came and went quickly. When Chi Yu sat down in the first row, his forehead was numb from the wind blowing up from Da Lala. A figure suddenly appeared in the vacant seat beside him, with long star eyes and a bit of indifference between his brows, but his brows stretched when he met his eyes, and the end of his eyes drooped down softly. With four long legs curled up in the not very spacious seat, their knees touched, Fu Zhiyu raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Don't be afraid, Dad will protect you."
I really felt dizzy. This feeling is like drinking too much alcohol, and my vision and brain have become less clear. The car was driving slowly on the track, and the sound of the clunk seemed to be amplified countless times. The little finger hanging on his side was lifted, Chi Yu turned his head, only to feel the face of the young man beside him gradually enlarge, and finally a cold and soft touch landed on his lips.
The speed of the roller coaster was very slow when it was about to reach the top, it seemed that even the heartbeat slowed down a lot, and Chi Yu seemed to be able to hear the echo in his body. The strong wind blew from the south to the north, but it made the heart become hot. The young man's low voice was blown away by the wind, but Chi Yu could hear it clearly. Fu Zhian didn't know when he had this kind of ability, but just a few words burned his rustling heart.
The whistling wind made his vision blurred, and the heartbeat thumped, and the little finger behind him became tighter and tighter, quietly stripping away Chi Yu and the fear in his heart. Everything around him quickly regressed, as long as the appearance of the person beside him became clearer and clearer, the slightly squinted eyes and the thin folds on his lips could be clearly seen.
Until the roller coaster finally stopped, the two of them were still clasping their fingers together, Chi Yu turned his head and saw that the boy's originally supple hair was now unkempt on top of his head, and he burst out laughing. The cold wind blew the facial features numb, but the smiles on the faces of the two became bigger and bigger, like kindergarten students who finally got candy.
Wang Xiao ran over from the last row, without paying close attention to the surging heat between the two, he smiled to himself: "Damn it, this is too fierce, I was sitting in the last row and was almost unscathed. Throw it out." He glanced back at Ji Xiaoxiao with a sluggish face, lowered his body thiefly and said in a low voice, "Where did Ji Xiaoxiao come from, he didn't make a sound on the roller coaster, but Lin Chuan was shaking like a sieve. Cup-like."
"It's a goddamn shame for a hero to save beauty."
Chi Yu frowned and rubbed his hair twice, then tilted his head to look at Fu Zhian: "Lin Chuan likes Ji Xiaoxiao?"
Fu Zhiyu gave a light snort, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Do you know who Ji Xiaoxiao likes?" Don't mind my shit." Fu Zhiyan didn't answer, just smiled with his eyelashes down.
The next plot developed so fast that Chi Yu and Fu Zhian stood at the entrance of the haunted house for a long time without saying a word. Lin Chuan excitedly waved at the two who were standing not far away: "We are the first batch in the afternoon, so hurry in while the crowd is performing!"
"If you're afraid, don't go in." Fu Zhiqian turned his head expressionlessly, then paused and said, "I can accompany you outside."
"Don't put the dung pot on me." Chi Yu's face turned pale, and he didn't know if he was scared by the roller coaster just now or because he was in a bad mood now. He put his hands in his pockets and shrugged: "Dad can understand if you don't want to go in..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Zhiyu raised his legs and walked a few steps, stopped at the entrance of the haunted house, turned around, raised his eyebrows at him and made a mouth gesture: die together.
It was common for people to scream and scream in haunted houses. The ghostly screams continued from the beginning to the end. Wang Xiao was the first to open the curtain and rushed out from the inside, his face flushed. As soon as Chi Yu and Fu Zhiyan came out of the front feet, they heard Wang Xiao's hoarse voice as if he had swallowed a bottle of sulfuric acid. Because of the high-pitched voice that lasted for just ten minutes, it was now like a ghost to speak.
"Brother Chi is still fierce, and you didn't say a word when you went in." Wang Xiao took out a water bottle from his bag and poured it several times before he was out of breath: "But brother, you are too heavy, and your fists are too heavy. Beating the tiger in the west mountain and kicking the dragon in the four seas, the staff inside is frightened." Chi Yu's face was not good, and he unzipped his jacket impatiently, smacking his lips and frowning: "I'm going to the toilet."
"Wang Xiao, come with me." Before Wang Xiao could react, the boy had already tightened his neck with his elbow, and he staggered to follow. Chi Yu lowered his eyelids and said with a smile: "When I get to the toilet, I'll find a watery pit and push you to drown."
It wasn't until the boy's figure disappeared around the corner that Fu Zhiyan, who had been straightening his back, let out a breath. He pursed his dry lips and walked to the side to take out the cigarette case in his pocket. His fingertips went numb, remembering the hand that pulled his trousers from the gap in the haunted house just now. Fu Zhiyu knocked out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth. The ignited smoke jumped up, and he secretly let go. tone.
The cigarette was half lit, and Fu Zhiyan hadn't completely recovered. He planned to smoke another one before Chi Yu came back, but in a trance, he seemed to hear a familiar female voice. He walked to the inner corridor with the cigarette between his fingers, the long-haired girl turned her back to him and her voice was cold.
"I usually eat apples at home, and they all have to be peeled."
The boy standing opposite her kept his head down, until the girl turned to leave, he quietly raised his hand, but he never held her. Just as Ji Xiaoxiao turned around, he saw Fu Zhian, his expression was calm, as if he didn't see anything. It wasn't until she got closer that she could see the looming firelight between the boy's fingers, and the white smoke wrapped around his wrist bone.
"I knew for a long time that you were not a good thing." Ji Xiaoxiao sneered, pulled the long hair hanging from her chest behind her, and reached out to Fu Zhiyu.
The firelight illuminated the girl's eyelashes, she took a deep breath and leaned her head against the wall.
"I'm going abroad." Ji Xiaoxiao spoke coldly, feeling the gaze from her side, she brushed off the soot between her fingers and continued, "Not everyone has a brain as bright as yours, I can't pass the test like this. 985."
"There are too many distractions, and I shouldn't be able to calm down when I transfer schools. Just run farther." In Fu Zhi'an's memory, this seemed to be the first time Ji Xiaoxiao had spoken to him so much. They sit not far in the class, but their hearts are clear to each other. It may be that the duster was too powerful, and the burning soot fell off a section, leaving the bare half without any sparks.
Fu Zhiyu took out the lighter and lit it again. After a while, he said, "I took the love letter you stuffed in the Chiyu drawer earlier."
Ji Xiaoxiao lowered her head and buckled her nails, and said casually, "I know." Although Ji Xiaoxiao hated Fu Zhiyu, she had to say that he was an open-minded person from head to toe, but in front of her, Fu Zhiyu Always showing a guilty conscience, cheating on a love letter was probably the most shameful little trick he had ever used in his short life.
"But thinking about it now, it's better for him to be with you than to be snatched away by other women." Ji Xiaoxiao took another puff, the smoke ring was blown away by the wind, the girl seemed relieved, and her voice was a little less. Violent and sharp.
"It's just that I really envy you a little bit. I accompanied him in his innocent childhood, and there are so many beautiful days to come."
Ji Xiaoxiao turned her head, her eyes were red, she smiled and winked at him: "I'm so fucking jealous."
Fu Zhiyan looked down at the cigarette that was burning to the end, raised his hand to his lips: "Then you should be jealous." Yu Guang caught the girl's gaze, and he received it with a smile: "Anyway, it won't be Yours, you can be envious or jealous." Ji Xiaoxiao half-squinted her eyes and smiled when she saw the figure on the opposite side, she suddenly moved closer to the boy, raised her eyebrows and lowered her voice: "Fu Zhiyan, you really don't mean anything. Son."
The girl's unexpected approach made Fu Zhian stunned for a moment. Before she could dodge, Ji Xiaoxiao smiled and took a few steps back. She shook the cigarette in her hand and said as she stepped back, "Let's go."
If Fu Zhi'an didn't understand what Ji Xiaoxiao was a second ago, when he met the dark eyes behind him, Fu Zhi'an helplessly rubbed his eyebrows. Chi Yu looked at the cigarette butts on the ground, and said coldly, "Now it's time to match smoking, right?"
Chi Yu looked at Fu Zhiyan leaning against the wall, his eyes crooked and smiled into the shape of a crescent moon.
"Are you fucking laughing?"
Fu Zhiyu shook his head, but the smile on his face did not diminish by half. He opened his arms at the boy and said softly, "Stop laughing, come and hug."
"Hold your mother." Chi Yu turned his head away in disgust, and was about to leave. The boy took the first step, grabbed his wrist and took him into his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, and rubbed his forehead on his shoulders before he said, "It's okay to be a mother, let me hold him for a while. ."
"I'll call my aunt later and tell my aunt that you're fooling around with your mother outside."
"Yeah." The strength around his waist tightened, and Chi Yu felt the person leaning on his shoulders get closer again, with a tobacco-flavored breath spraying around his neck, and a voice with a smile on his face. Ringing in the ear.
"If you want to recognize your mother randomly, my mother will recognize it for you."
Chi Yu opened his mouth but didn't say a word, he suddenly didn't know whether to scold him for getting out, or learn how Fu Zhian was on the roller coaster, and whispered that he loved him.