After the Hong Kong black hat stand appeared

321.

"I... woah—"

I just said a word, and the regret caused by my recklessness was only halfway up, and the whole carriage suddenly shook violently.

No, it's not so much a shaking as a sudden tilt in Mr. Chuya's direction.

So I was caught off guard and rushed towards Mr. Chuya.

I saw my own panicked face reflected in the glass, but I didn't have time to make any unnecessary reactions.

However, Mr. Nakaya hugged me very quickly, and I felt his hands quickly hold my waist, and even lifted me up.

I hugged Mr. Chuya's neck tightly, and didn't dare to let go until the strange shaking stopped.

This... this ferris wheel won't fall apart in a while.

"Sashi, are you okay?"

So close!

His voice almost rang right next to my ears, and I felt like a slight electric current was attached to the right side of my body, and I felt a numb feeling.

My legs went limp and I almost slipped to the ground.

Once again, Mr. Chuya stretched out his hand to lift me up quickly. When I came back to my senses, I realized that I was sitting on Mr. Chuya's lap.

His hand was still on my waist, and even though I was wearing a thick coat, I felt that my skin was inexplicably hot.

It's like burning.

I turned my head away, and the tail of his slightly long hair brushed against my neck and chin.I shrank my neck, feeling a little itchy.

"No...it's fine."

Uh...

What, what to do.

The current posture and atmosphere are so embarrassing.

do i let go

It seems a bit embarrassing if you don't let go...

But it seems that I am a little reluctant to let go.

Before I could come to a conclusion from my entanglement, Mr. Nakaya let go of his hand.

I felt my waist loosen, as if something was missing for a moment, and even my heart felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

Mr. Nakaya has let go, and it seems a bit weird for me to hold him again.So I let go of my hand, got up and planned to sit back to the opposite side.

"and many more."

Mr. Chuya suddenly grabbed my forearm and stopped my next move.

His blue eyes stared at me for a moment, and his tone was full of undisguised worry: "You should sit by my side. If there is another accident later, I can protect you."

what.

I almost forgot, Mr. Chuya is a person with supernatural abilities.

If something really happened to this ferris wheel, he would probably be able to take me directly to the ground safely.

I was still standing in the middle of the carriage with my legs half bent, feeling a bit at a loss for a while.However, at this moment, the carriage shook again.

The range is not as large as before, but it is enough to make my center of gravity unstable.

Coupled with Mr. Nakaya's hand pulling slightly, I followed this force and sat back beside him.

I have been on several ferris wheels, large and small, but only this one made me truly realize how small this carriage is.

The two sat side by side, and Mr. Nakaya and I were almost stuck together.

I tensed up and didn't dare to move.

Mr. Chuya was by my side.

I could hear the sound of his breathing, and the occasional scrape of cloth caused by his movements.

His hands are on his knees, and I can hold them by just rubbing them to the side.

But I began to hesitate.

According to the TV dramas I've watched and the otome games I've played, it takes time to confess.

Just now the atmosphere was in place and the state was in place, but after the little accident just now, I don't feel it anymore.

More importantly, after I calmed down, I suddenly felt a little regretful.

Regret my reckless behavior just now.

I think it is very true that people say that women in love should not be rational.

Not only in love, but also in secret love.

I just thought about confessing my love just now, and I didn't think about what I would do if I was rejected.

If I was rejected, I was afraid that I would have to endure the embarrassment in the second half of the journey and sit in a small compartment with Mr. Nakaya.

This Ferris wheel is so big, it may take more than ten minutes to descend from the highest point.

Then I would probably suffocate from embarrassment.

After that, there was no strange shaking, and the entire Ferris wheel was so stable that I couldn't help but wonder if the shaking at the top was my illusion.

But the magnitude is so large, no matter how you think about it, it's impossible...

We were all very quiet in the second half of the journey. Mr. Nakaya and I were almost knee to knee and hand to hand.

However, no one took the initiative to cross this line.

I suddenly thought of a sentence that a girl in the class said by accident.

[If a boy doesn't like you, he will never cross the line. 】

Although strictly speaking, Mr. Nakaya should be considered a man...

But I think it still makes sense.

Thinking about it this way, I was suddenly a little thankful that I didn't have the urge to confess just now.

If you confess, maybe you won't even have to be friends, right?

While I was lost in my own wild thoughts, the car fell back to the ground safely.

The staff who had been waiting by the side opened the locked door, and I got up straight away to go out.

"Sashi."

Mr. Nakaya suddenly grabbed my wrist.

I turned my head and looked at him in bewilderment.

Mr. Nakaya raised his chin towards the outside of the carriage, and I saw the staff members quickly disappear from the scene with a look of understanding.

"Mr. Chuya?"

I asked in great confusion.

He was clasping my wrist at first, and then quickly changed to holding my hand.

eh eh?

This, this development is not within the scope of my imagination, hey!

Mr. Nakaya squeezed my palm hard, the orange hair was outlined on both sides of his cheeks, and the sapphire-like eyes were embedded in it, like an orange sea dyed by the sunset.

His expression was extremely serious, which made me feel as if he was about to say something important in the next second.

An inexplicable psychology drove me to sit back beside him obediently.

Then Mr. Nakaya cleared his throat, first glanced at me, and then quickly dodged his eyes a few times.

Ok?

I slowly typed a question mark.

At the same time, a small light bulb lit up in my heart.

Could Mr. Nakaya want to...

As if he had finally overcome his shyness, he raised his eyes and looked at me steadily.

With his free right hand, Mr. Nakaya took off his hat and put it on his chest.

"Saxi, although it may be a bit abrupt to say it now, but I—"

In the middle of speaking, the electronic bell rang suddenly, and Mr. Nakaya's words stopped there abruptly.

what?

but he?

But what is he?

Mr. Nakaya looked at me flusteredly, as if he was quite at a loss for the current scene.

Of course, this panic only existed for a second or two.

He took a deep look at me, his expression seemed very hesitant to speak, and then he took out his mobile phone to answer the call a little unwillingly.

I couldn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone, but I figured it must be something bad.

Because Mr. Nakaya's eyes suddenly became sharp, no, it should be fierce.

The tenderness, concentration, and the faint lingering just now are all gone.

It was as if a sharp knife cut through the clear and gentle water, reflecting a terrifying light.

"okay, I get it."

He finally responded and hung up the phone.

Putting away the phone, Mr. Nakaya took a deep breath, then turned to me and said, "Do you want me to take you home?"

It can be seen that he seems to be pretending that nothing happened, and even his expression is pretending to be normal.

However, it turned out that Mr. Nakaya was not suitable for this.

His slightly twitching mouth and twitching temples are the best proof.

Damn, what exactly did Mr. Chuya want to say just now!

Is that what I imagined?

hateful! !

How can it be broken here?

This is too fictional!

I nodded depressedly and agreed to Mr. Chuya.

Otherwise, what else can I do.

hateful!

Great timing slipped away again!

Is everything wrong with me today?