month by month

Standing in front of the haunted house ticket office with weird and frightening decoration, Song Qingxu paused unconsciously, and the smile on his face gradually became stiff.

Is it too late to regret now?

Seeing his gradually pale face, Fu Yuan wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, so he just moved closer and patted him on the shoulder: "How is it, can you still bear it?"

"...Of course I can bear it." When the words of repentance reached his lips, Song Qingxu swallowed them back forcefully, and said with a forced smile, "If you don't try, how will you know if it will work?"

Over there, Song Qingnuo went to buy tickets with great vigor, and happily greeted them to check in together.

Song Qingxu, who was desperate for face and suffering, felt that his feet were heavy as if they were filled with lead, and moved step by step to the Shura field in his eyes.

After removing the black cloth and entering, there is a short and narrow dark corridor. At the end, there is a red lacquered wooden door, which glows a rusty red light under the dim and weird light overhead.

Song Qingxu's footsteps were almost frozen, and he followed Song Qingnuo and Fu Yuan slowly, following the sharp "creak" sound of the wooden door being pushed open, his actions became more sluggish.

He felt that his life was about to be confessed here.

Fu Yuan stopped and looked back at him with a questioning look.

"........."

Even though "the strong man is gone and never returned" was already sung in his mind, Song Qingxu shook his head firmly, expressing that he was fine.

It was not convenient for Fu Yuan to say anything more, so he could only silently give him a "come on" look, and then continued to follow Song Qingnuo.

The walls are uneven, and occasionally there are irregular holes dug out. With dark red lights, there are all kinds of weird things and even blood-stained civilian dolls embedded in it.

The ground is not even, there is an iron plate on the left and the right one is full of holes, and the weird sound is coming from there.

Song Qingxu's whole body was icy cold, he could vaguely feel the gust of wind, and his heart was beating rapidly in his chest.

While nervously staring at his feet in fear, Song Qingxu forced himself not to look at the recessed hole in the wall while parting his attention, but it was even more frightening not to look at it, and he himself had to imagine a horror sliced.

There was a corner in front, Song Qingxu couldn't help speeding up his steps to turn around and catch up with the two people in front, when his eyes suddenly went dark, and something suddenly hung from the ceiling.

Fu Yuan was walking ahead with Song Qingnuo, always feeling that something was wrong, and was wondering, when he suddenly realized that he couldn't hear Song Qingxu's footsteps.

"Wait a minute, I'll go find your brother." Fu Yuan frowned, and told Song Qingnuo, "Don't go too fast, we'll come find you later."

"OK."

Fu Yuan turned around, and walked back quickly without dragging his feet, almost trotting.

"Song Qingxu?" Fu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, seeing him standing still in a daze, in front of him was a rag doll with strange colors hanging upside down.

Fortunately, nothing happened.Fu Yuan reached out to pull him, but he didn't pull him for a while.

Song Qingxu stood there as firm as a rock, Fu Yuan was full of question marks, wondering why he didn't move, and after a closer look, Song Qingxu's eyes were empty, and his soul flew out of his mind.

Fu Yuan almost laughed unkindly, but he was really afraid that he would be frightened into some psychological shadow, so he squeezed his shoulder to bring him back to his senses: "Let's go, walk with me."

Fu Yuan's boyfriend tugged Song Qingxu with all his strength, and half-hooked his shoulders to protect Song Qingxu behind him, feeling that his aura was almost two meters eight.

Although Song Qingxu didn't want to admit that he was embarrassing again, his legs were still a little weak, and he did feel a lot more secure after following the valiant Fu Yuan, so he silently accepted the protection bought with dignity .

Song Qingxu in the Haunted House: Be Careful.jpg

Ten minutes later, Song Qingxu returned to the normal darkness under the sky, and the feeling of the rest of his life emerged spontaneously. For a while, the air was so fresh, the moon was so bright, and the pedestrians were so amiable.

The other person has come out, but the soul has not been found yet.Fu Yuan looked left at Song Qingnuo who was still thinking about it, and right at Song Qingxu who was trying to lose his memory, and finally laughed happily.

Ah, one visit to a haunted house, three shares of happiness.

Song Qingxu glanced at him out of the corner of his eyes, blushed a little, hummed with a little confidence, whispered something in his mouth, and went to buy a cup of freshly boiled rock sugar pear juice with a clear goal.

"It's a good money spent... It's a pity that I can't take some pictures with my mobile phone." Song Qingxu was very satisfied with this haunted house trip: "The facilities are very good, and I was a little scared."

Song Qingxu looked at her inexplicably. Although he didn't want to admit that he was more afraid of these gods and ghosts than his younger sister, he still couldn't help thinking seriously about whether they were brothers and sisters of the same mother. It's that big.

After thinking for a long time, Song Qingxu turned his cannonball to the innocent Fu Yuan: "Why are you not afraid at all?"

Fu Yuan was still immersed in the delicate mood of protecting Song Qingxu. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled and said, "There are people who are more afraid than me, so I'm not so afraid." After all, there are still people who need my protection.

Song Qingxu pondered over Fu Yuan's words, but in the end he couldn't think of anything other than a little more embarrassing, so he could only shrug his shoulders resentfully and accept this not-so-good fact.

Not being lost for long, Song Qingxu saw the small shop of the balloon gun, and immediately wanted to play a round eagerly.

What he liked most when he was a child was this virtual shooting gun. When he aimed at the glowing red dot under the balloon, he could pop out a small needle and blow up the balloon.

After playing a lot, he is already a balloon gun "sharpshooter" who hits every shot.

When Song Qingnuo saw his brother's sparkling eyes, he knew that his hands were itchy. For a moment, he was reminded of his childhood memories, and sat on the side with Fu Yuan to watch his brother shoot a gun.

Just after drinking a glass of rock sugar pear juice, Song Qingxu's hands stopped shaking, and his soul returned. He was gearing up to show off his skills, and asked for a hundred rounds in one go.

Fu Yuan's eyes did not fall on the balloon stand, but under the blessing of the incandescent lamp hung by the vendor, he unscrupulously traced inch by inch on Song Qingxu's side face.

I don't know if the atmosphere was too good tonight, but Song Qingxu focused on hitting each shot, but none of them missed.The sound of the balloon exploding was endless, and the businessman stood aside and kept refilling the balloon for him.

One hundred rounds, no misses, Song Qingxu finished the last round, stood up with satisfaction, and said to the two sitting beside eating melons as if showing off: "The sword is not old."

Song Qingnuo nodded with a smile and said yes, and asked Fu Yuan to choose together for a long time, and finally Fu Yuan added ten yuan and exchanged it with the merchant for a blue dolphin plush doll.

"Of course the little dolphin will give you the money you paid." Song Qingnuo handed the doll to Fu Yuan, then waved happily: "The last one must be the Romantic Ferris Wheel!"

Fu Yuan took the little blue dolphin, the quality of the doll was surprisingly good, soft and fluffy, he held it in his arms and rubbed it for a long time, but he was quite satisfied.

But when he got to the ticket office, Song Qingnuo felt bald.

The Ferris wheel is a two-person ticket!

"Why can only two people sit in one car?" Song Qingnuo murmured in disbelief, "Then how do we distribute it?"

The three looked at each other.

Song Qingnuo pondered for a long time in the suffocating silence, and then, with an appearance of learning from the pain and sacrificing himself for others, he said deeply, "Well, you two sit in the same compartment, and I sit in the other compartment!"

Song Qingxu: "...?"

Fu Yuan: "...?"

Looking at the two boys with blank faces, Song Qingnuo kindly explained to them: "Think about it, if my brother and I sit in the same car, then Fu Yuan will have to be alone, how lonely! If Fu Yuan and I sit in the same car! Yuan sits in the same room, it’s not good for this lonely man and widow, and my brother is also lonely and pitiful. But you sit in the same room, and I am in the same room, I am more comfortable without the restraint of others, and it is also very comfortable for you to have someone to accompany you.”

"The best of both worlds!" Song Qingnuo made the final decision.

In the end, the two of them got into a car in a daze, watched Song Qingnuo waving to them happily from outside the car, and then sat in the next car, Fu Yuan and Song Qingxu were still looking at each other blankly.

The round box trembled slightly, followed by a brief moment of weightlessness.

Song Qingxu was the first to adapt to this strange arrangement, and said to Yuan with a smile: "She is a ghost."

Fu Yuan wrapped his arms around the little blue dolphin doll, smiled unnaturally and said: "There are many ideas."

The entire playground was lit up with all kinds of flashing neon lights. Although it was far less bright than daytime, the colors were much more brilliant.The dots of light on the ground merged into one after another and plunged into the darkness, getting farther and farther away from them.Song Qingxu turned his face sideways and looked into the distance with a peaceful expression.

The bottom of the sea is the sky and the moon, and the person in front of you is the sweetheart.

Fu Yuan was speechless for a while, and quietly looked down at the bright lights of the playground.

He turned his eyes to the outside of the compartment, but he didn't see the gentle smile that Song Qingxu looked at him later.

Fu Yuan had heard many legends about the Ferris wheel.

How high is happiness, how high is the Ferris wheel.

Legend has it that couples who build a Ferris wheel together end up breaking up.

But if you kiss when the Ferris wheel reaches its highest point, it will keep going forever.

There is also a legend that, to confess on the Ferris wheel, you have to be at the apex, the highest end.

Fu Yuan had mixed feelings, he had no intention of confessing right away, and he and Song Qingxu were far from being lovers, and it was even possible that all these intersections would end up as a secret love that ended without a problem—but even so, he still had no intention of confessing because of this negative prophecy. And feel depressed heart palpitations.

Song Qingxu looked down at the light in Fu Yuan's eyes, which reflected the faint light outside the cabin.

It is true that he has not experienced any emotions, but this does not affect his perception of emotions, whether they are others or his own.

He can almost feel every slight unnaturalness of Fu Yuan, and the emotion hidden in it is naturally not difficult to understand.

Song Qingxu would also be secretly moved towards him, and would want to tease him uncontrollably.

It doesn't matter if your heart beats once, Song Qingxu can tell himself that it was an accident.But he couldn't resist the temptation of his heart again and again, and each time was like a cluster of sparks, inadvertently igniting his heart.

And he faced Fu Yuan who was sometimes stiff, Song Qingxu just wanted to hold him in his arms, and he didn't want anyone but himself to see his shy and helpless look.

Fu Yuan didn't know what the people around him were thinking, but felt that as the seat got closer to the highest point, his heart beat faster and faster, and his mood became more and more nervous.

After several times of mental training, Fu Yuan turned his head, met Song Qingxu's gaze abruptly, paused and smiled at him in panic, "Close your eyes, I said open them, okay?"

Song Qingxu raised his eyebrows and stared at him for a moment, unexpectedly did not ask why, but closed his eyes as he said.

Fu Yuan took a slow breath and stood up slightly.

The plush toy touched Song Qingxu's forehead softly, and Fu Yuan gently kissed the little blue dolphin.

Song Qingxu opened his eyes the moment the dolphin touched him, and the string in his heart broke instantly.

He couldn't let him go.

The seat started to go down, Fu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You can open your eyes... now!"

Being surrounded by someone around his waist, Fu Yuan was caught off guard and half-kneeled and half-squatted against Song Qingxu's body. The little blue dolphin lost his grip and rolled to the ground, completely dumbfounded.

Song Qingxu's voice with a smile fell on his ears: "If I listened to someone and didn't open my eyes earlier, wouldn't I not know that I was kissed quietly?"

Fu Yuan struggled a bit at a loss, and argued in vain: "I, I didn't kiss you..."

The second half of the sentence was blocked by Song Qingxu's superficial kiss after he approached, Fu Yuan's eyes widened, but his mind was blasted into a blank, and the tips of his ears were quickly covered with a layer of red, which was so bright.

"I like you...you like me too." Song Qingxu looked at Fu Yuan tenderly, and tightened his arms around him: "Then do you want to think about it and be my boyfriend?"

Fu Yuan stared at him blankly, momentarily slipping his tongue.He neither answered nor broke away from his embrace.

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

The touch on the waist was too real, Fu Yuan came back to his senses, and his eyes fell back on Song Qingxu's face in bewilderment: "You mean...you like me?"

Song Qingxu rubbed his cheek lightly: "Yes, I said I like you."

Fu Yuan didn't know what to say.Song Qingxu's words were too frank and straightforward, and he didn't even leave him any doubts. He just quietly waited for his reply, and rashly proposed a relationship, but it seemed to be strategizing.

"Well... let's put it this way," Song Qingxu squeezed the soft flesh on his waist in a tricky way: "Would you like to be my sister's sister-in-law?"

Fu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and finally let out a "puhhhh" laugh, the air seemed to be circulating again.

His beautiful deer eyes reflected the person opposite, and the tenderness contained in him was enough to drown people if it turned into water.Fu Yuan struggled to get down from Song Qingxu's arms, then bent down and hugged him gently: "I wish for it."

Song Qingxu deepened the hug.

No one else in the eye, you are everywhere.

The night scene outside is still gorgeous, the streets are still bustling, and the city is still brightly lit.

But from this moment on, it seems that nothing has changed, and it seems that everything has changed.

Emotions in the world, or in an instant.

The author has something to say: "There is no one else in sight, and you are everywhere." The source is from the Internet, and the author is anonymous?

I have heard of this sentence all the time, but I have not been able to find out the specific source. Does any little angel know? (?˙︶˙?)