Strange as it was, Wu Yue had no intention of investigating further.
She looked away, meeting Yan Chiyu's eyes, which shone with the light of the mall's crystal chandeliers, a mixture of tenderness and doubt.
"We're done shopping, let's go home."
"What are your plans for tonight? We have a day off tomorrow, and classes officially start the day after tomorrow, so I can take a break."
Wu Yue thought for a moment and suggested, "Let's do something exciting. Something that can't be done alone."
Que Guanghuai paused in his steps.
After hearing this, he realized that his role was nothing more than a 'playmate' and an emotional experience machine that silently blushed after hearing these cryptic and ambiguous words.
The two people talking remained completely calm and composed, as if they were discussing something as mundane as "What should we eat today?" or "Porridge, please."
Yan Chiyu raised an eyebrow with interest and asked, "For example?"
As if she had thought of something, Wu Yue gritted her teeth and said with a death-defying air, "Let's watch a horror movie. I've never watched one before, and I want to experience it."
Que Guanghuai: "...???"
Why do we need to watch a film when we can just watch the live version?
Yan Chiyu hadn't considered this answer; he just felt his cowardly son had suddenly become quite proud. He couldn't help but smile, "Are you sure?"
He had to admit that he'd been taken advantage of quite a bit by the coward during his numerous ghost encounters, but he was perfectly content with it. He'd love to experience it a few more times if given the chance.
Now the opportunity was right in front of him, so logically he should have just accepted it and done it without hesitation.
But he cared deeply for Songsong, knowing how afraid she was of ghosts. Although she brought it up herself, saying it and doing it are two different things.
Que Guanghuai, being sensible, refrained from disturbing them and quietly withdrew. Only after leaving did he send a message to Yan Chiyu to inform him.
"It's been too long, I've forgotten, or rather, I don't remember why I was afraid of ghosts at all," Wu Yue said softly. She wanted to recall even a moment of the truth, but no matter how she thought or recalled, it was all a blank.
After a few seconds of hesitation, her voice became firm: "Aren't you a feng shui master? It would be too cowardly of me to be afraid of ghosts. Although the effect might not be very good, I think it should help me make a tiny bit of progress, right?"
The moment Wu Yue's voice faded, Yan Chiyu heard his heartbeat grow stronger in his chest, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, feeling itchy.
“I watched it once when I was a child.” Yan Chiyu wanted to give her another chance to change her mind. “Back then, there were many little ghosts floating around me. They would comment on the actors on TV, and some of them, who liked to play pranks, would float down in front of you to scare you, or reveal a bloody mouth and a large basin, or hang upside down dripping blood, or…”
The sudden warmth from his palm interrupted Yan Chiyu's voice.
Wu Yue took his hand and smiled, her lips trembling slightly: "With you here, I feel very at ease."
"good."
Yan Chiyu grasped her hand tightly, holding her slender, soft hand firmly in his own.
...
After selecting a movie, she immediately switched off all the bedroom lights with a "snap." Only the cold, bluish-white light emanating from the television remained. Wu Yue pinched her slightly cold and stiff face, took a deep breath, and sat down on the blanket at the foot of the bed. "Let's begin."
Yan Chiyu picked up the remote control beside him, pressed the start button, and as soon as the opening credits started, Wu Yue couldn't help but move towards Yan Chiyu, tugging at his sleeve, "Quick, quick, sit down..."
As he spoke, he simultaneously withdrew his posture from which he was about to cling to someone's leg.
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