After pretending to be A, I was hugged by the national brother [Transmigration Book]

He definitely doesn't know how cute he looks now.

want to kiss.

Fu Shiyan's Adam's apple rolled, and his fingertips lightly touched the wall of the transparent goblet, "Does the deputy squad leader think this puppet cat looks familiar?"

From the first time he saw it from the overly enthusiastic clerk, Zhong Xun felt that he had seen this cartoon character somewhere before. After such a deliberate reminder from Fu Shiyan, he finally searched for some fragments from the corner of his memory. "Is it the biscuit you endorsed?"

Sure enough, he still remembered.

"It was discovered."

Obviously it was Fu Shiyan who took the initiative to guide him to recall, but he acted as if he was happier than himself.

"..."

Zhong Xun coughed lightly, "What project do you want to play next?"

"It's rare to buy a full set of tickets. It would be too wasteful not to play all of them."

When this topic was mentioned, Fu Shiyan's eyes lit up again, "I heard that there will be a regular firework show at night, the deputy squad leader will watch it with me, right?"

...Is this already decided to play until night?

"When the time comes, let's go to the Ferris wheel and watch it together?"

When Fu Shiyan, who was originally in high spirits, said this, he cautiously raised his head and glanced at Zhong Xun, "Are you okay?"

"..."

From the so-called couple drink in front of me to watching the fireworks on the Ferris wheel, it really looks like...something that couples do.

But now that he has decided to accompany him to the end today, and he doesn't seem to have any reason to refuse, Zhong Xun nodded lightly, "Okay."

Although he personally agreed to it, it didn't take long for Zhong Xun to truly understand what it means to shoot himself in the foot.

He never expected that the original owner was physically afraid of heights.

But fortunately, this body is only afraid of the huge height difference with visual impact, and is not afraid of the weightlessness of spinning in the air. For amusement projects such as roller coasters, you can temporarily forget that you are in the sky by closing your eyes fact.

"Vice monitor, are you feeling well?"

Even though Zhong Xun felt that he was hiding well, Fu Shiyan, who had always been keen in observation and perception, still vaguely felt a little abnormal in him, "Don't be brave."

"No."

Zhong Xun replied calmly, "What's next?"

Fu Shiyan stared at Zhong Xun's calm face, trying to see some waves from it, he tilted his head, and circled around the coordinates in his memory, "There seems to be a themed haunted house nearby, does the deputy squad leader want to go?"

"Haunted house?"

Compared with those stimulating projects that can move, the haunted house seems to be less threatening/sexual/less, and there is no need to worry about exposing the original owner’s fear of heights/property/making him blame himself in front of Fu Shiyan, it seems to be a good one indeed. choose.

"it is good."

On the contrary, Zhong Xun's straightforward answer shook Fu Shiyan slightly. Seeing his unusually calm appearance, Fu Shiyan couldn't help temporarily changing the battle plan in his mind.

When queuing at the gate of the haunted house, a few fans recognized Fu Shiyan, not only this, but also a few fans recognized Fu Shiyan in the several items they lined up before.

Fu Shiyan in the business state can be called impeccable. After he skillfully signed the fans, he put his index finger on the side of the black mask and made a silent gesture, "Please help keep it secret!"

The fans have long been /filled/drinking seven or eight bowls/fascinated/soul/soup/by his cute smile, blushing and repeatedly agreeing.

After greeting the fans here, Fu Shiyan slipped to Zhong Xun's side lightly, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the faint smile on his face.

The theme of this haunted house is rotated every week. The level of care can be directly moved out of this amusement park to create a theme haunted house. The theme they encountered this time was a story about a ghost marriage.

"Deputy squad leader, aren't you too afraid of /ghosts/monsters/things like that?"

The narrator passionately explained the substituting pre-plot in the front, and Fu Shiyan whispered to Zhong Xun in the back.

"...Although I haven't been to this kind of place, it should be okay?"

"I can rest assured that."

"I've been afraid of these things since I was a child. The deputy squad leader will protect me later."

He emphasized word by word, and the sprayed hot air brushed into Zhong Xun's ears word by word through the mask.

"..."

Zhong Xun always felt that Fu Shiyan had dug a hole on purpose to wait for him, but he jumped down cooperatively.

As soon as the voice of the commentator in the front row fell, the light sources in the entire room were instantly extinguished, the folk music accompaniment from the underworld rang faintly, and the bright and warm scene in front of me suddenly disappeared.

"Is this the beginning?"

In the darkness where you can't reach your fingers, you can't see Fu Shiyan's face clearly, only his slightly trembling voice can be heard.

"I'm here."

Zhong Xun comforted softly, "Don't be afraid."

As if responding to his words, a few shadowy and weak candlelights came through the half-open door.

At this time, his eyes had almost adapted to the dark environment, Zhong Xun stretched out his hand to Fu Shiyan beside him, "If you are afraid, hold my hand."

"..."

After hesitating for just a few seconds, Fu Shiyan put his hand on it decisively.

The man's hands were still as cold as ever, as if he couldn't cover them with heat. He was the only one who knew what a soft heart was hidden under that do-not-disturb appearance.

I don’t know if it’s the elaborate design of the organizers. Compared with pretending to be scary ghosts deliberately, they pay more attention to the creation of details and atmosphere. The two of them didn’t see many ghosts dressed up by the staff along the way, but the screams of tourists kept coming and going. .

As soon as they stepped into the threshold soaked in lifelike plasma, a sudden gust of wind swept over the room. Accompanied by the sound of creaking and rubbing, the old wooden door they just opened was extremely strange in front of the two of them. The ground was closed again, and there was even a clear sound of locking.

——They were locked inside this door and locked in this small room.

...This should be just a normal haunted house experience, right?Isn't it an escape room with some decryption elements?

Although most of Fu Shiyan's expressions were almost covered by the mask on his face, Zhong Xun could feel the stiffness/stiffness of that person from the overlapping palms of the two.

White paper money was randomly scattered in every corner of the room, and a red lacquered coffin was displayed in the middle. The lid of the coffin was not completely closed, and what could be vaguely seen seemed to be a brand new wedding dress stained with blood.

The author has something to say: I: Haunted House, let's write a theme about ghost marriage!Randomly kidnap a bride in the player hehehe

It’s still me: No, I can’t start writing anymore, otherwise I won’t be able to finish writing this chapter on Amusement Park

At the same table: I will quietly watch your performance.jpg

Who, who is it? I went to the underworld to write a haunted house video at night, but I was scared. It turned out to be me, so it’s okay. By the way, the above-mentioned plot will not happen.