The elevator is very slow, more like a wooden box being pulled upwards. Once the door is closed, there is only a little light from the top.
The whole world seemed to be filled with only the breathing of the people around me.
Clang.
The wooden box shook and stopped.
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you here?"
"arrive."
Song Xiang wanted to turn around, but was unable to move as she was held. The man took out a ribbon from somewhere and raised his hand to cover her eyes. She only felt the touch on her eyes.
Quite mysterious.
"Severe cold."
"Um?"
"Let's do this style next time we propose, okay?"
Yan Han chuckled.
"Don't be too greedy. Do you still want me to ask you for help once a year?"
Song Xiang snorted.
The door opened behind her, and a little light appeared in front of her eyes, but she couldn't see anything. She could only wait for the severe cold to take her out.
As soon as you step out, the smell of sea water hits your face.
On the deck?
Song Xiang didn't dare to move, "Stern Han?"
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
"Where is this?"
"Guess."
Song Xiang thought for a moment, then an idea came out and she was startled, "You don't know how to play the Titanic trick, do you?"
The scene where the hero and heroine stretch out their arms on the bow of the ship?
Yan Han did not answer.
Song Xiang panicked, "No, no, no, take me down quickly. I don't like this style very much either."
There was a string of low laughter in my ears.
"You belong to Ye Gong Haolong."
The man stood behind her, covered her eyes with one hand, and slowly untied the ribbon with the other hand.
Song Xiang was really scared. After what happened just now, she felt that Shuang Han would dare to do anything.
"Did you put my seat belt on?"
"What do you want that for?" He said in a slightly constricted voice.
Song Xiang's voice trembled slightly, "Fall...what should I do if it falls!"
The ribbon fell, leaving only the hand in front of him. He deliberately exposed the gaps between his fingers to give her a buffer.
Song Xiang squinted his eyes and saw a piece of black through his fingers, which seemed to be really the sea.
Is he serious?
"Be good, open your eyes." Yan Han reminded.
Song Xiang swallowed, stretched her hands behind her, grabbed his shirt, and then carefully and slowly opened her eyes.
What she saw was a dark night and a deep sea, which made her heart skip a beat.
Looking down again, I saw the white railings.
After a moment of reaction, I remembered where this was.
The top floor of the cruise ship is at least ten meters above sea level. No wonder there is such a strong wind.
My eyes moved slowly and I found that there was an independent platform around it, which was added on top of the original top floor. The surrounding railings were full of roses and lanterns.
"Can this make up for the negative score just now?" The man leaned slightly and whispered in her ear with a smile.
Song Xiang calmed down his breathing and turned his body carefully. Feeling surprised and happy, he hugged his waist and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why is there still a place like this?"
Yan Han hugged her and patted her on the back, "I made it happen."
Song Xiang pouted, huddled in his arms, and looked toward the sea timidly.
Yan Han kept holding her and turned around with her, revealing the long table behind him.
"Are you hungry?"
Song Xiang remembered that he came to Gu Lian to ask about his preferences, and was curious about what food he had prepared.
My feet were weak and I didn't dare to move, so I had to let him move together. The two of them walked towards the table like crabs, which was very funny.
When he arrived at the table, Song Xiang opened the lid like a blind box.