dhibooks Chapter 300 Did you bring your ID card?
Chapter 300 Did you bring your ID card?
After finishing their meal, the two walked out of the cafeteria.
Xiao Yunqing walked ahead, her steps slow, still clutching the tissue she had used to wipe her mouth. She crumpled it into a small ball and threw it into the trash can by the roadside.
Seeing this, Song Huan exclaimed what a pity. If it were him, he would stand further away and shoot a three-pointer.
The night breeze was cool and refreshing, blowing her stray hairs onto her face.
She reached out and touched it, then suddenly stopped.
"It's only 7:30." She stared at her phone screen, her eyes lit up, and she turned to look at him.
"How about we go out and have some fun?"
Song Huan was taken aback. "It's already very late."
"What do you mean late!" Xiao Yunqing held her phone up to him; the screen showed 19:32.
"It's only 7:30! The dormitory doesn't close until midnight on holidays."
She stuffed her phone back into her pocket, pouting, "Didn't you say you belonged to me tonight?"
Song Huan looked at her self-righteous demeanor.
The streetlights shone on her face, making her eyes appear very bright.
He sighed.
"Okay, okay, then hurry up."
Xiao Yunqing was pleased.
She turned around and ran into the dormitory building.
The fluffy slippers made a soft, pattering sound as they stepped on the steps.
She took a couple of steps, then turned back. "You wait for me downstairs, don't go anywhere!"
"I'm not leaving."
She ran inside.
This time, the wait wasn't too long.
Less than twenty minutes later, the dormitory building doors opened.
Xiao Yunqing walked out from inside.
She changed her clothes, wearing a light blue knit sweater over a white collared shirt, and a dark pleated skirt that reached above her knees.
Her hair was tied up again in a high ponytail, revealing her white ears.
She wore light makeup, her eyebrows were groomed, and her lips were coated with a thin layer of glossy lip gloss.
Standing under the streetlight, he looked like a young poplar tree that had just been watered.
Song Huan looked at her.
Even without makeup, she possesses a pure and unparalleled beauty.
She has that kind of beauty that, even if you put her in the middle of a group of people, will still draw your attention to her.
"Let's go," she said.
The two walked towards the school gate.
After walking a few steps, Song Huan suddenly spoke up, "Did you bring your ID card?"
Xiao Yunqing paused for a moment, her steps faltering.
Why do you need to bring your ID card?
Song Huan looked at her blank face and remained silent for two seconds.
"Alright then, I'll bring you back before midnight."
Xiao Yunqing gave him a strange look.
He didn't explain, and the two continued walking.
The taxi was waiting outside the south gate of Southeast University.
Song Huan opened the car door and let Xiao Yunqing get in first, then walked around to the other side and got in herself.
When the driver asked where she was going, Xiao Yunqing gave him an address first.
The car started moving.
The streetlights outside the window receded one by one as Xiao Yunqing leaned against the window, looking out.
……
The car stopped.
Song Huan paid the money and opened the car door.
Xiao Yunqing came down from the other side, stood still, and raised her head.
Amusement park.
The neon lights were on, red, green, and blue, flashing on and off.
Colorful balloons swayed in the night breeze by the door, and tinkling music played from the loudspeaker.
The Ferris wheel lit up, its colorful lights slowly turning in the night.
The Ferris wheel during the day.
Song Huan's lips twitched. Why is it here again?
Xiao Yunqing, however, was delighted. "My senior told me this place is really fun!"
She grabbed his sleeve and pulled him towards the garden gate. "Come on!"
After buying the tickets, she pulled him inside.
The amusement park is less crowded at night than during the day, and the lights illuminate the colorful facilities.
The carousel's music jingled and tinkled, drifting across the empty square.
Xiao Yunqing stood under the roller coaster, looking up at the winding railway track.
The colorful lights on the track stretched in strings, like a glowing snake coiled in the night sky.
She turned around, her eyes bright, "Let's play this!"
Song Huan looked at the railway track.
The sensation of being rushed down from above during the day is still lingering in my stomach.
His Adam's apple bobbed. "Forget it, the line here is too long. There's a pirate ship in the back, let's go ride that."
Xiao Yunqing looked in the direction he was pointing, and there was indeed a pirate ship there.
She thought for a moment, then said, "Okay."
The pirate ship is much gentler than the roller coaster.
Xiao Yunqing insisted on sitting in the last row, saying that way she could swing the highest.
As the boat rocked, she gripped the railing, her eyes tightly shut, her mouth open, it was hard to tell whether she was laughing or screaming.
Song Huan sat next to her, her hand resting on the railing.
As the boat swayed to its highest point, her hair flew up and brushed against his face, tickling him.
When she got down, her legs were a little weak, and she held onto his arm, her face still flushed.
"One more time!"
Song Huan said no, she pouted, and he dragged her away.
Xiao Yunqing stopped as they passed the carousel.
The colorful carousel slowly turned in the lights, accompanied by tinkling music.
She watched for a while.
"I want to sit in that one."
Song Huan stood outside the fence.
She picked a white horse, mounted it, hugged the pole around its neck, and turned to smile at him.
The music started playing, and the carousel began to slowly turn.
She sat on it, her skirt fluttering in the wind.
When they reached the second lap, she waved at him and shouted something, but it was drowned out by the music and couldn't be heard.
Song Huan took out her phone, opened the camera, and pointed it at her.
In the viewfinder, she sits on that white horse, with rotating colored lights and a deep blue night sky in the background.
The composition of the shot is almost exactly the same as when I photographed Lin Yue during the day.
He skillfully found the best spot, stepped half a step to the left, and tilted the camera up at a 15-degree angle to include the Ferris wheel's colored lights in the background.
Press the shutter button, click.
Xiao Yunqing jumped off the carousel and ran over to look at the photos.
She lowered her head and swiped her finger across the screen.
"They turned out pretty good." She looked up at him, "Do you often take pictures of girls?"
"Does my mom count?" He put his phone back in his pocket.
Xiao Yunqing laughed with relief.
When passing the bumper car area, Xiao Yunqing stopped again.
Under the corrugated iron roof, more than a dozen cars were wrecked together, and sparks crackled and popped in the wire mesh on the roof.
She leaned over the fence and watched for a while, then turned around. "I want to play that again!"
Song Huan looked at her.
He paused for a second, then laughed, "Okay. But I just saw other people playing it, and it looked pretty intense, so hold on tight to me later."
After buying tickets, the two of them went inside.
Xiao Yunqing quickly sat in the passenger seat, but still handed the steering wheel to him, saying, "You drive."
The car started and slowly glided forward.
A red car crashed into us from the side with a loud bang.
She fell towards him, her shoulder bumping into his arm.
She instinctively reached out and hugged his arm.
He didn't dodge.
Just like during the day.
The same posture and temperature as the person from the daytime.
After playing around for a while, Song Huan felt like she was turning into a walking corpse.
Roller coasters, pirate ships, carousels, bumper cars.
I did the same route and the same things twice in one day.
"I want ice cream!" Xiao Yunqing pointed to the ice cream stand in the distance, her little face beaming with joy.
How could Song Huan not buy it?
The two arrived at the freezer.
"Which flavor should I buy?" Xiao Yunqing's big eyes were full of hesitation; she wanted to try a bite of each one.
Song Huan saw the green in the upper right corner, the matcha flavor that wasn't there in the morning.
"Let's buy this one," Song Huan said, pointing to the matcha flavor.
"good!"
Xiao Yunqing nodded.
After the two finished buying, Xiao Yunqing took a bite.
"It's so delicious, Huanhuan, you really know how to buy things. I heard this is a hidden flavor."
"Hehe, it's just so-so."
Song Huan glanced at her phone; it was 10:40.
"Let's go, it's time to go back."
Xiao Yunqing stood still.
She looked up at the Ferris wheel in the distance, which was lit up with colorful lights.
It slowly turns in circles in the night.
"Let's ride the Ferris wheel before we leave."
Song Huan gazed at the Ferris wheel.
The blue and white sedan chair had colorful lights flashing.
During the day, he sat inside, with another person opposite him.
The person leaned against the window, nose pressed against the glass, and said, "It's so high."
The woman sat down, her skirt spread out on the seat, and said, "Thank you for bringing me here."
His gaze went blank for a moment.
It's like the camera lens went out of focus for a fraction of a second and then came back into focus.
Xiao Yunqing turned around, smiled at him, and said, "Let's go."
He put on a gentle, focused smile. "Let's go."
There were several people queuing at the ticket window.
When it was Song Huan's turn, he handed over the money.
The ticket seller was a middle-aged woman with curly hair and wearing arm sleeves.
She took the money, looked up, and glanced at him.
Then she froze.
Didn't this young man already come this morning?
She remembers it very clearly.
Because the girl next to him in the morning was so beautiful, with an oval face, big eyes, and a smile that revealed two rows of white teeth. She chattered away like a little sparrow.
Why are you here again this afternoon?
And there was a pretty girl next to her.
She has an oval face, a ponytail, and is quiet and reserved; her eyes crinkle into crescent moons when she smiles.
Two different kinds of beauty.
The ticket seller lowered her head, handed over the ticket, and had only one thought in her mind.
[What a scumbag!]
Song Huan silently took the ticket, while Xiao Yunqing stood beside her, looking up at the Ferris wheel lit up with colorful lights, her eyes shining.
She suddenly spoke, "Song Huan."
"Um?"
"I've only ever ridden a Ferris wheel with you."
Song Huan looked at her, and the night breeze blew, blowing her stray hairs onto her face.
She didn't turn it, she just watched the big wheel slowly turn.
He was silent for a moment.
Then, shamelessly, he said, "Well, I've only ever sat with you."
The ticket seller almost dropped her change while inside the window.
She lowered her head, pretending to sort out the receipts.
[Damn scumbag! ]
The elevator car slowly rose.
Xiao Yunqing pressed her face against the window, her nose close to the glass, looking down.
The entire amusement park shrank beneath my feet; the carousel became a tiny, colorful disc, and the pirate ship resembled a swaying cradle.
The city lights in the distance are lit up in large swaths, like a galaxy on the ground.
She turned around, sat cross-legged, and spread her skirt across the seat.
"So beautiful."
Song Huan sat opposite her.
The light from the window shone on his face, flickering between bright and dim.
She looked at him. "Are you very tired today?"
He froze for a moment.
"good."
Your eyes are bloodshot.
"Didn't sleep well."
She nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
I turned back and continued looking out the window.
The elevator car rose to its highest point and paused briefly.
The lights of the entire city are at your feet.
Xiao Yunqing looked at the lights and suddenly smiled, "Song Huan."
"Um?"
"Thank you."
"What are you thanking me for?"
"Thank you for coming with me today." She turned to look at him.
The colorful lights outside the window shone brightly in her eyes.
"I know you've been busy all day, but I'm so happy you still came here with me tonight!"
Song Huan looked at her, her Adam's apple bobbing slightly.
"fine."