With the sound of a bell, the roller coaster started and moved forward slowly. After leaving the platform, the view broadened. The sky in the distance was blue and white, and passers-by were flowing below.

At this moment, it is very high from the ground. The speed of the roller coaster in the early rising stage is not fast, but it is getting higher and higher. It makes people feel nervous with their heart in their throats, and there are sounds of excitement and fear.

Li Xingchen was different. He held the bumper with both hands and rolled his dark eyes, looking down curiously. He felt silly and happy as he watched.

"So tall, Jiang Cong."

She said with a smile, not afraid at all, which made Jiang Cong's prepared words useless. He only responded with "hmm".

The girl in the couple in front had a crying voice, and the boy kept comforting her.

Jiang Cong's expression was distant and a little idle.

The inner tension of the people on the car was pushed to the extreme when the roller coaster reached the top. There were whispers of exclamation from before and after. The roller coaster stopped for a second in the sky, as if it was a reminder.

The next second, a long series of cars dived down almost vertically, and those prepared low shouts instantly turned into a series of screams and shouts, and the howling wind blasted in the ears and pierced the membranes.

Li Xingchen's hair was messed up by the high-speed wind and slapped on her face. She only narrowed her eyes and smiled even more.

Jiang Cong tilted his head slightly to look at her. There was a hint of uncertainty about her in his calmness.

Call her courageous. She usually looks timid and doesn't want to take pictures when there are many people. Call her timid. Which little girl in the world turns a roller coaster into a merry-go-round.

"Jiang Cong." Her loud voice was blown away by the wind, and only the tail fell into her ears.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Cong said something.

"I'm so happy." She rarely expressed joy. She turned her head to one side and looked at him, "Are you happy too?"

The voice was vague, Jiang Cong took a rough look and smiled, "If you are happy, I will be happy."

He spoke in a normal voice, completely swallowed up by the wind. Li Xingchen seemed to want to say something more, and the car suddenly turned over.

The sky seemed to be far and near from her, and the things in front of her had lost their boundaries. They were all mixed into a blur under the rotation, blocking everything. Li Xingchen could only feel the beating of his heart.

Suddenly, something bound broke through the shackles, and a clear perception spread to the depths of her brain.

Li Xingchen was also surprised that many things and emotions should not have appeared in her boring life. No one accompanied her to do these things before. Maybe she would always go in a straight line instead of entering an ups and downs track.

.

But like he said, she has it now.

Li Xingchen was vaguely happy, but more at a loss.

…

After sitting down for a round, some people were happy, some were vomiting, and some were buried in the arms of their partners, crying and asking for comfort.

For the couple sitting in front of them, the girl collapsed in the boy's arms, her face turned pale. Go ahead and laugh at them, they have someone to coax.

Jiang Cong stared at the octopus in the boy's arms for two seconds, seemingly inspired by his thoughts, and then looked at Li Xingchen, who had taken a few steps forward while he was distracted.

He walked quickly behind her.

There was a sudden weight on Li Xingchen's shoulders, and her steps stopped. A familiar breath approached and invaded from behind. She reacted for two seconds, and her whole body turned to stone.

The language system was blank for a long time, and she moved her lips, "You..."

"Li Xingchen, I'm a little dizzy."

Jiang Cong's body was slightly arched, his chin rested on her right shoulder, his head was close to the side of her face, and he raised his arms in response, wrapping them loosely in front of her, "If you can't stand still, please let me lean in for a moment.

"

Li Xingchen: "..."

Her ears rubbed against his cheek, the low-magnetic sound was very close, her straight back connected to his warmth, and people were coming and going around her. Li Xingchen seemed to be on fire, and his eyes were wide open.

"Look, that handsome guy is acting coquettishly with his girlfriend, hahaha..."

"Which one? Oh, I saw it, haha. It looks like a big clingy dog. Eh...it's so sweet to this old aunt like me."

"Well...I want to fall in love again."

"You first ask your three-year-old son if he agrees. He's crazy..."

"Hahaha, I can't talk to my husband."

Talking and laughing go away.

There was silence amid the commotion, and time passed by.

"Jiang Cong..." Li Xingchen pursed his lower lip, lowered his eyelashes, clenched the corners of his clothes with his hands, and said in a low voice, "Are you... feeling better?"

His eyelids were drooped, his lips curled up wantonly, and his voice was soft: "No."

"..."

The force on her shoulders was not too heavy, so Li Xingchen stood silently without daring to move. Her heart was pounding, and she was afraid that Jiang Cong would find out.

I don’t know how long it took, but the “buzzing” sound of a mobile phone vibrating broke the indescribable atmosphere.

Jiang never answered the call immediately. He waited for a while before letting go of her as if reluctant to let go, stood up straight, and went to answer the phone.

Li Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his face, fearing that he was still feeling dizzy.

The call was from Bai Daiyi, asking them to meet at a certain theme project.

Jiang Cong simply answered twice and then hung up the phone. He looked at her and said, "Let's go and watch a cartoon."

"Ah?" Li Xingshen said very clearly.

What Ke Manman decided to go to was a creative experience project based on a famous cartoon.

When the two people passed by, they were already queuing up.

Ke Manman didn't seem to care much about Jiang Cong and Li Xingchen's separate actions, and focused all his attention on the fact that Bai Daiyi had just peeked at a black stocking.

"I didn't peek, I watched openly." Bai Daiyi looked righteous and dared to look at it.

"..." Ke Manman was so angry that he was speechless for a moment.

"Besides, I don't think beautiful women are normal? Why do you care so much? Have people caught up with you? You are so busy..." Bai Daiyi tried to commit suicide for the second time.

Not sure which one of the three questions was arousing, Ke Manman suddenly stopped talking. She crossed her arms across her chest, looked away, and became worried.

All her concerns about a few cents were immediately forgotten when she put on her 3D glasses and immersed herself in the cartoon.

It was the scene built inside, sitting on a light rail car with a group of chattering children watching cartoons immersedly. Li Xingchen was still curious about it, saw something, turned around and tugged off Jiang Cong's clothes, and when he was about to speak, he found that he

Fell asleep.

"..."

The marketing strategy of the thirty-minute cartoon is to set up a theme store at the place where the exit must pass. It is indispensable for the scene of children playing and rolling around with toys while the adults pull them and say they don’t want to buy it.

The princess fell in love with a bag with cartoon characters printed on it and asked the salesman to bring it to her. However, the salesman glanced at the six of them in turn and asked, seemingly nonchalantly: "Are you all a couple?"

"..."

Big Mertmer.

The salesperson's eyes first fell on Ke Manman who spoke and Bai Daiyi next to her. Ke Manman glanced at him with disgust and pointed out their identities: "Master and dog."

Salesperson: "..."

What a special relationship.

Then came Daxia Ru and Yang Hanhan. They looked at each other and said in unison: "I'm sorry, we have a feud."

Salesperson: "..."

Finally, his eyes came to Jiang Cong and Li Xingchen. Jiang Cong still had his hands in his pockets and did not respond to this question.

It just so happened that Li Xingchen wore a white sweatshirt today, and Jiang Cong's black sweatshirt was a simple style, especially a couple's outfit.

The salesperson smiled and was about to speak to them, but Li Xingchen hurriedly denied it.

"They're not even lovers..." the salesperson sighed, "There's nothing we can do about it, our section is only open to couples."

"..."

Discrimination?
Chapter completed!