Chapter 52 The Answer She Wants
"Okay." Cui Jing didn't care.
She began to plan her itinerary, "First, let's go ride the carousel, then ride the roller coaster."
Next door is the carousel.
The golden light spreads along the base and axis of the carousel, and the spine that supports the roof, which is magnificent. This huge three-story carousel with increasing levels, when it is running, the music sounds like floating in a fortress.
The three of them stood outside the fence eating ice cream cones, forming a circle, with Cui Jing in the middle.
The ticket inspector shouted through a loud speaker: "Next batch, take out your tickets in advance."
The staff intercepted a batch of people entering the venue based on the number of people.
The last person in the team was frantically searching in his bag, his movements becoming increasingly manic, and there were three girls around him. These four people were wearing conspicuous clothes, and their phone cases were more conspicuous than the other. They were probably four college students in good mental condition in the same dormitory.
Xue Yijie walked over and talked to them, and then he waved to Cui Jing and Qin Sheng.
The people in the team next to them who were confiscated looked here frequently.
The ticket inspector raised the loudspeaker and whispered the local simplicity: "These four people volunteered to give up their positions with this group of people. It was not a lineup, nor was it a person. There was one who was waiting in line over there, and the one in the front came."
After checking the tickets and letting them in, Cui Jing entered and saw Xue Yijie scanning the QR code for the group of conspicuous bags by the fence.
Cui Jing: "Did you buy their positions?"
"They can't find one of their tickets."
The conspicuous bags took the money and left happily.
"Quite smart." Cui Jing's eyes fell on his face.
Xue Yijie moved the fingers holding the phone and pressed the curve of her lips, but failed.
After sitting on the Trojan horse, Cui Jing handed her phone to Xue Yijie as if she remembered something, and signaled him to help take a photo of herself and Qin Sheng. Xue Yijie felt that she had been entrusted with an important task.
After taking the group photo, he moved the frame around until there was only one person left.
"A little further."
He has an innate aesthetic sense for composition. Xue Yijie waves at Cui Jing, trying to express herself. The music on the carousel is loud and noisy, even of poor quality.
Cui Jing leaned her head against the pole, slightly tilted her head, her sight vague, and Qin Sheng was standing outside her with his hands stiffly raised like an idiot.
"Very good, perfect..." Xue Yiji looked at the screen.
The red gilt on the back of the wooden horse, which occupied a large area of the camera, looked old and strange. She held the yellowed white pole and placed one hand on the curly hair of the wooden horse painted with gold.
Unpredictable light is her natural filter.
The carousel beneath Xue Yijie swayed up and down, and the world kept spinning. Occasionally, for a few moments, they were in the same rhythm, and something connected at the same height. Then Alice passed through the rabbit hole and discovered a rough and decadent fairy tale.
He saw from the camera that the hairband on Cui Jing's head suddenly slipped off, and Cui Jing tried to grab it but failed.
Xue Yijie immediately went to pick up the hairband.
With his leg length, he stepped on the iron ground on one side, lay on the wooden horse, and leaned over to reach the dirty hair rings as he descended.
When you lower your head, the blood flows back.
Heaven and earth turned upside down.
Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a pair of shiny silver soft leather dancing shoes, with satin wrapped around the instep and the graceful lines of the calf above.
Xue Yijie raised his head suddenly, his glands burning. Cui Jing held up her face to look at him. She didn't think of her dirty thoughts, so her eyes were careless, "Thank you."
"No...you're welcome."
Xue Yijie wiped the dust off the hairband and handed it over. Cui Jing took it and put it on her hands without tying her hair up again.
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Qin Sheng held onto the fence by the roadside, her steps unsteadily. She had just gotten off the roller coaster, and her eyes were still blurry. "No, I won't go to the next haunted house."
Cui Jing: "You should take a rest first. After you've rested, we can go together?"
Tan Sheng shook his head with lifeless eyes.
"Are you...afraid of ghosts?" Cui Jing asked again.
"I'm afraid I'll get dizzy from the stress of the car race in the haunted house." Qin Sheng collapsed into the chair.
Cui Jing turned her head and saw that Xue Yijie's expression was not very good. She asked tentatively, "You are also dizzy."
Xue Yijie shook her head.
"Then... let's go together?" Cui Jing felt that he nodded with almost difficulty.
Qin Sheng watched their backs disappear into the haunted house entrance, and Cui Jing turned around and waved at her. Qin Sheng searched around her body, took out a cigarette from her inner pocket, and then went to the vendor to queue up and buy a lighter.
Ordinary lighters are in short supply, and only commemorative edition windproof lighters are left, and their prices have one more zero than those sold outside.
When he came back, there were a few more people on the chair, and Qin Sheng found a few people to squat.
There was a crowd of people across a flower bed. She turned on her lighter and saw through the blue flame an orange figure holding a flashing toy ring, entering from one end of the flame and exiting from the other.
The lighter box lid opens and the flame disappears.
Chengying held up the sign on her chest for passers-by to scan. She didn't know whether the flashing toy ring was for sale or given away. She also had one of those rings.
Qin Sheng exhaled a puff of smoke.
When she was in college, a junior girl from another department moved into her dormitory. During the short vacation, one of her roommates went home, and Qin Sheng, another roommate and the junior girl went to the night market.
A high school girl at the night market picked up two glittering butterfly rings and gave one of them to her.
Qin Sheng did not take the gadget immediately, but looked at another roommate. Qin Sheng was actually not familiar with the junior girl, as she did not live in the dormitory all year round.
My roommate asked heartlessly: Why don’t I have it?
The schoolgirl just tucked her hair behind her ear and whispered softly: There are only two left.
Qin Sheng couldn't tell what the faint light of emotion in her eyes was, but he felt it was very sincere.
Until he received the confession from his junior schoolmate, Qin Sheng never returned to the dormitory. He just thought with boredom and regret: So that was love again.
The toy butterfly had stopped working that night at the night market. It stayed lit all night, and when Qin Sheng remembered it again, he had no idea whether it was broken or the battery was exhausted. It was dim and covered with dust.
Qin Sheng often felt that her concept of emotions was confused, for example, she confused the world's definitions of love and friendship. As a result, she could easily get along with others, and many people would open up to her when they met her.
Later they all felt that she was heartless as a friend.
Qin Sheng felt that she was the only one who screened them out, and friends were screened in both directions.
She couldn't explain what her standards were, but she could tell from their actions, words, and eyes that they were not what she wanted. Their hearts were trapped, trapped by many rules.
But she is a stone, stubborn and hard, and her demands for friendship are almost abnormally demanding.
Friends, don’t you deserve to be remembered sincerely?
Does it have to be love or something else to get such strong and turbulent emotions? Does friendship not deserve sincerity? This is unfair.
Qin Sheng immersed himself in his own world.
Next door, two street performers were practicing playing music. Their fingertips became afterimages, the electronic keyboard played rapidly, and the harmonica that came in later was cold and hoarse. They kept stopping and playing, like a nightingale that never stopped singing in the night, just like an idealist who would eventually die in tears in the long night.
"Qin Sheng."
A soft voice pulled her out of her confused thoughts.
She squatted on the ground, the burnt-out cigarette still between her fingers, and saw Cui Jing walking towards her from a distance. Behind her was the huge black arch of the haunted house, black goat horns, and white fangs.
She is like a graceful magnolia.
"Let's go." The silver shoes stopped in front of Qin Sheng.
us--
Can friendship be true? Can it last forever?
Qin Sheng felt that the answer she wanted might be right in front of her. Cui Jing got married a year ago, and after being obsessed with love, she came to her senses.
Their relationship has not changed at all. Because of the existence of the Marriage Law, she and her partner have not been financially connected to form an inseparable community of shared destiny, and are not bound by her husband, children, or other people.
Is she selfish for thinking this way?
She still didn't know.
Qin Sheng stood up and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Xue Yijie beside her looked a little pale, and her hair was a little messy. Cui Jing showed a rare helpless expression and said, "He is afraid of ghosts."
Tan Sheng suddenly laughed.
——Will you keep this kind of relationship with me forever? Free and unrestricted.
"Let's try something gentle." Cui Jing suggested, considering that everyone's fighting ability was average.
"The Ferris wheel." Tan Sheng said again, "I think... no one is afraid of heights."
Qin Sheng looked at Xue Yijie and shook his head.
The small bag on the Ferris wheel was more than enough for three people. Cui Jing and Qin Sheng sat together, while Xue Yijie sat opposite them.
The figures on the ground turned into groups of two or three ants. Cui Jing lay by the window and said, "It's really beautiful."
"Yes." Xue Yijie whispered, her eyes tender in the night.
Fireworks exploded in the sky.
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