Chapter 23 How old are you, Gong Huai?
Ning Zhiran was completely stunned.
No...why, why was I suddenly pulled into his arms?!
But with the two female ghosts swaying in the wind behind him, he didn't dare to move. He could only huddle stiffly against Gong Huai's chest, his eyes tightly closed, and said in a weak voice: "Gong Huai, what are you doing?"
Gong Huai stretched out his other hand, supported the back of his head, and buried his face in his shoulder.
"Close your eyes and get ready. I'm going to take you out."
This dead pretender is so kind? But Ning Zhiran didn't care about that and held his breath: "Then, then, then, hurry up."
"I will."
Gong Huai hugged Ning Zhiran tightly and started walking forward without stopping.
He protected Ning Zhiran's head with his hands the whole time, fearing that the wigs or props of the female ghosts would touch him. Ning Zhiran closed her eyes, almost scared to death, and huddled in the man's arms, completely deaf to the muffled heartbeat in Gong Huai's chest and the sound of their shoes stepping on the floor.
Boom.
Boom.
Ning Zhiran didn't even realize that Gong Huai's hand had never been released.
but.
So hard.
These abdominal muscles.
Ning Zhiran pouted in fear. If it doesn't work out, just spend some money and go to the gym occasionally to exercise.
Damn it, I lost to Gong Gou in another way.
However, after walking for a while, Ning Zhiran suddenly realized that Gong Gou's height actually had some advantages. Those terrifying props that kept popping out, those fake hands and wigs, were all completely blocked. In this safe zone, he didn't need to worry at all.
...Is this what it feels like to have someone pave the way for you?
You don't have to think about anything, just close your eyes and keep moving forward. To be honest, this feeling is quite safe.
Even if this person is Gong Huai, it's quite——
wrong.
Ning Zhiran's mind trembled.
No, why did it have to be Gong Gou?! It would be so nice if it was a girl who liked him!
If one day, he could drive his SUV while whistling, and be hugged by his girlfriend to go to a haunted house, how happy would that be?
Ning Zhiran wailed in his heart, feeling that he had suffered a great loss.
He was thinking this, the next second——
Several sharp screams rang out one after another, and several female ghost NPCs rushed over and fell beside them, trying to scare every tourist who came to death.
“Wuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!”
Ning Zhiran screamed in fright, her soul almost flew away. She subconsciously shrank into Gong Huai's arms and grabbed Gong Huai's clothes with her backhand.
Gong Huai looked down at him, a certain desire growing stronger.
He suddenly wanted to slide his hand down Ning Zhi's back and hug her slender waist.
But, no.
Don't take advantage of others when they are in trouble.
Um.
Little Rabbit Tooth is so scared now, we have to take people out quickly.
...Though that waist is indeed very tempting.
……no.
You must have the ability to attack virtue.
Gong Huai retracted all inappropriate thoughts, adjusted his attitude, straightened his back, hugged the person tightly, and walked forward to find an exit.
But there are too many props and corners in the haunted house, and the road signs are all filled with funny words like "Welcome to Hell".
A few minutes later.
Gong Huai glanced at Ning Zhiran, who had her eyes tightly closed and was whispering, "Please, please, please, please, please," and then looked at the dark front.
Uh. I seem to be lost.
Gong Huai has always been grateful for being born in modern society, where there are navigation, maps, and voice announcements, allowing people like him who easily lose their way to live normally in the city.
But now, he is in a haunted house.
There is no navigation in the haunted house.
Gong Huai was a little panicked.
But I don't want to panic too obviously.
He was still holding Ning Zhiran in his arms.
Gong Huai had a sullen and calm expression as he took several routes that he "thought" were exits.
Then successfully return to the starting point.
Gong Huai: “…”
At this time, Ning Zhiran finally couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Mr. Gong Huai, when can we get out?"
Because she was so scared, the usually stiff "Mr. Gong Huai" sounded a bit like a coquettish act.
Gong Huai pretended nothing happened: "It's almost there, just wait a little longer."
So he took Ning Zhiran for another walk.
Two laps.
Three laps.
Finally, they stood in front of the "Welcome to Hell" sign again, as if they were familiar with the place.
Gong Huai felt a chill on his forehead and broke out in a cold sweat.
If this continues, it may directly affect his strategic rhythm in pursuing his future boyfriend. Gong Huai had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.
Ahead was the corner he had seen countless times.
The familiar female ghost NPC rushed out of the red fog screaming for the Nth time.
This time, Gong Huai really couldn't help it. Seeing that the female ghost was about to pounce on his face again, he stepped forward, raised his hand politely to stop the female ghost, and asked in English:
"Hello again. Excuse me, where is the exit?"
"It's too dark here and I can't see the road clearly. I've run into something and I have to leave now. Can you tell me where the emergency exit is?"
Female ghost:?
Gong Huai lowered his head and glanced at Ning Zhiran, who was still clinging to him with her eyes closed and not daring to move. Then he looked up and gave the female ghost a meaningful look.
The look in her eyes clearly said: My boyfriend is very scared, can you be flexible?
The female ghost was stunned, blinked, and looked at Ning Zhiran.
In the darkness, Ning Zhiran was buried tightly in Gong Huai's arms, her hands clutching the corner of his clothes, not even daring to open her eyes, almost curled up into a ball.
The female ghost suddenly realized and her expression was full of blessings.
But out of professional ethics, the female ghost still maintained her character setting and said in a sinister tone: "But... you bought tickets to get in... If you leave now, the ticket money will be wasted..."
Gong Huai said seriously: "But, he is afraid."
The female ghost was shocked, wtf, what a gay man who is so good at showing off his affection.
But seeing how attractive these two are...
The female ghost raised her hand and gave Gong Huai a thumbs up.
"Then... follow me... "
"I wish... you... happiness..."
Gong Huai breathed a sigh of relief. He had successfully managed to get past the road-destroying crisis. Just as he took two steps forward, Ning Zhiran asked tremblingly, "Who did you ask to lead the way?"
Gong Huai: "Ghost."
Ning Zhiran: Why would ghosts wish us happiness?
Led by the ghost girl, the two finally made it out. The first thing Ning Zhiran did after leaving the haunted house was to find a restroom and frantically wash his hands.
In fact, he wanted to take a thorough bath, but unfortunately there was no shower room in the restroom of the playground.
Ning Zhiran washed his hands five times, sniffed them, and, hmm, the rich scent was still there, so he quickly washed them a sixth time.
I really can't be so stubborn anymore. Thinking about how I was cowardly in that haunted house, wrapped around Gong Gou like a piece of seaweed the entire time...
“Ahhhh!”
Ning Zhiran wailed, feeling that he was completely unclean.
If you think about it carefully, isn't the original intention of coming to the amusement park to repay the favor of Gong Gou so that you don't have to have any contact with him in the future?
Why do we seem to be getting closer and closer now?
Ning Zhiran walked out angrily, not knowing what he was angry about. When he passed by the vending machine at the bathroom door, he thought for a moment and stopped.
A few minutes later, Ning Zhiran reappeared in front of Gong Huai with a bottle of ice water in her hand.
Chen Yan and his wife had not yet come out of the haunted house. Gong Huai was standing alone under the tree at the door waiting, with his hands in his pockets and his eyes downcast. It should be said that he looked quite handsome.
Ning Zhiran cursed in her heart, walked over and handed the bottle of ice water to Gong Huai.
"for you."
If drinking doesn't kill you, I'll just shut up your damn mouth, you're such a pretentious guy.
Gong Huai was stunned for a moment, then looked up: "Give it to me?"
Ning Zhiran scratched his head: "Just now you bought drinks for us all, but didn't buy any for yourself. You vomited like that, and I couldn't help you at all."
"I was just passing by and saw the vending machine, so I bought you a bottle of water."
"But Gong Huai, thank you for what happened in the haunted house just now."
Gong Huai was stunned for a moment before taking the water. There was surprise in his eyes, but also a hint of uncontrollable joy.
Ning Zhiran immediately regretted her decision when she saw his expression. She wanted to snatch the water back. She coughed and quickly got to the point: "But, can you please not tell anyone about what happened in the haunted house?"
Gong Huai didn't quite understand: "What's the matter?"
Ning Zhiran roared inwardly, "Aren't you asking this even though you already know the answer? You're not satisfied until I say it myself, are you?"
But Gong Huai's expression was too calm, as if he really didn't understand what Ning Zhiran was referring to.
Ning Zhiran was at her wit's end and could only say awkwardly, "I'm afraid of ghosts."
Gong Huai couldn't help laughing, nor could he help being mean: "What if I don't?"
Ning Zhiran's expression changed: "Then give me back the water."
Gong Huai realized that he was going to be scolded again, so he immediately shut up and said honestly, "I was just kidding."
Ning Zhiran: "It's not funny at all. Remember, don't tell anyone about it."
"Okay, I won't tell you."
Ning Shiran snorted, palace dogs are really annoying.
After waiting near the exit for more than twenty minutes, Chen Yan and Naomi finally emerged from the haunted house with a feeling of unfulfilled desire.
Naomi seemed a little tired: "Why don't we stop wandering around the park? How about going to have dinner together?"
Ning Zhiran glanced at the Audemars Piguet watch on Chen Yan's wrist, then looked at Naomi's Rene Caovilla boots, and rejected it in her heart.
The place they were eating at must be very expensive. Even if they were treating him, he didn't want to owe them a favor.
Ning Zhiran said, "I won't go. I have something else to do."
Seeing that he was not going, Gong Huai did not hesitate for too long and said directly: "Oh, I won't go either. I have something to do too."
Chen Yan looked at Gong Huai with disdain on his face, feeling disgusted at his brother's depravity.
As the sun sets, several people say goodbye at the entrance of the amusement park.
After watching Chen Yan take Naomi into the car, Ning Zhiran was only thinking about getting rid of Gong Gou as soon as possible. She spoke politely, but also deliberately kept her distance: "Then classmate Gong Huai, I'm leaving first."
How could Gong Huai let him go so easily?
He said schemingly, "Okay, Finn, you go ahead, I'll just get a cab here."
Ning Zhiran turned and left.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly realized that Gong Huai was not driving, and he had to drive Gong Huai's car home.
Ning Zhiran stopped helplessly, turned around, and smiled falsely: "Ha, haha, why take a taxi? Come on, I'll take you home."
Gong Huai's plan worked, and he happily walked towards the car, not intending to refuse at all: "Ah. I'll drive on the way back. You must be tired after playing all day."
Ning Zhiran felt that this was strange, but he couldn't tell exactly what was strange about it.
As he walked, he was still pondering that sentence in his mind.
As he walked to the car, his mind didn't stop.
While waiting for the car door to open, Ning Zhiran suddenly realized something, and his mind suddenly lit up. He asked directly: "Mr. Gong Huai, there is something I have wanted to ask you for a long time."
Gong Huai glanced at him: "What's the matter?"
Ning Zhiran: "I always feel that when I'm with you, you treat me as someone who needs you to give in, protect, and take care of me."
"What do you take me for?"
Gong Huai was choked. His hand, which was opening the car door for Ning Zhiran, froze in mid-air. His Adam's apple moved: "I thought you were..."
The words were stuck in his throat. After a long while, Gong Huai finally managed to force out a sentence against his conscience: "I treat you as a friend."
Ning Zhiran frowned: "No one treats me like this as a friend. I always feel like you treat me like a child. Do I really look like a minor?"
Gong Huai breathed a sigh of relief, and in his heart he felt speechless about Xiao Tu Ya's slowness: "No, you don't look like a child, you look like you've just turned eighteen."
"Eighteen?" Ning Zhiran laughed, "How old are you, Gong Huai?"
twenty four.
……centimeter.
Gong Huai cleared his throat: "I am twenty-two years old."
Ning Zhiran's eyes lit up. He finally had a chance to outdo Gong Gou. He said with a little pride, "Hey, I'm two years older than you."
After saying that, Ning Zhiran acted like a brother and patted Gong Huai's shoulder pretentiously: "So, don't be like this anymore in the future. It's really weird. Since I'm older than you, I'll drive the car. I have to take good care of you, my younger brother, and fulfill my brother's obligations to take you home."
younger brother……
My duty...
Gong Huai's face turned green again.
I treat you as my future wife, and you treat me as your brother?
Gong Huai angrily went to sit in the passenger seat.
Ning Zhiran got in the car, started the car, and drove towards Gong Huai's house.
Gong Huai was unwilling to give in: "What do you want to do later? If you are not in a hurry, do you want to have a meal together?"
Ning Zhiran stared straight ahead and replied simply, "I really have something to do. Oh, yes, didn't you just say you had something to do too?"
Gong Huai: “…”
I have something to do only when you have something to do.
He looked away silently.
Gong Huai could sense that Ning Zhiran really didn't want to have dinner with him. However, opportunities were created.
He decided to give himself a chance.
Gong Huai: "It seems a bit hot, let's turn on the air conditioner."
Ning Zhiran nodded and turned on the air conditioner in the car a little awkwardly.
Gong Huai deliberately took off his Chanel jacket and threw it into the back seat of the car.
His plan was simple. After Ning Zhiran dropped him off at home, he would get out of the car as if nothing had happened. When Ning Zhiran returned, she would definitely notice that he hadn't taken the clothes and would contact him.
When the time comes, I'll come to pick up the clothes, and then I'll ask, since you're already here, do you want to have a midnight snack...
It was very natural and logical. Compared to begging for food and being turned away, it was much more decent.
Forty minutes later, the Rolls-Royce stopped steadily in front of Gong Huai's house.
Before getting out of the car, Gong Huai paused for a moment and said reluctantly, "I'm very happy today. Let's get together more often in the future when we have nothing to do."
What the hell, you're so ugly that I'm sick of it when you take a photo of me. Goodbye, you noble pretentious guy.
Ning Zhiran sneered in his heart and pretended to be warm and friendly: "No problem, good brother, I will hang out with you often."
The words "good brother" were so harsh that Gong Huai clenched his fists.
Ning Zhiran maintained a hypocritical smile and stepped on the accelerator and flew out.
Gong Huai stood there, his face covered in dust. He thought to himself, OK, it's okay, see you tonight, little rabbit tooth.
As soon as he got home, Gong Huai never put down his phone.
Wait for Ning Zhiran to contact him actively.
An hour passed and the phone didn't ring.
Two hours passed and Ning Zhiran didn't look for him.
Three hours passed, Gong Huai was getting restless and couldn't hold it in any longer, so he decided to take the initiative and sent a WeChat message to Ning Zhiran.
Gong Gou: Ah, it seems my coat fell on the car.
After sending it, he leaned back on the sofa, staring at the pinned chat box, and became excited.
After playing all day today, Ning Zhiran should have a different opinion of him, right?
Would you take the initiative to say "I'll send it to you"?
Will you ask, "Do you want to have a midnight snack together?"
As long as he takes the initiative, as long as he opens his mouth, he can get a boyfriend who is ready to go.
Soon, Ning Zhiran’s message popped up.
Little Rabbit Teeth: Oh, I’ll give it to you when we have class on Monday.
on Monday……
The expression on Gong Huai's face gradually disappeared. He stared at the ceiling in silence for a long time, then slowly put the phone screen on the sofa with a gloomy expression.
Isn't it fun to play?
Didn’t you pull his hand and grab his clothes?
Little rabbit teeth, so cold and heartless.
Ning Zhiran has no time to deal with Gong Huai.
In the three hours after returning home, he did not broadcast live, but used this time to think about many things.
For example, everything that happened today, such as Naomi, Chen Yan, and Gong Huai.
After three hours of reflection, Ning Zhiran realized that what made him most uncomfortable, compared to their luxury cars, watches, and brand-name clothes, was the naiveté in their bones.
The feeling of relaxation caused by being favored.
Life is so easy, and there is never a need to be cautious. No matter what decision you make, there will be people who raise their hands to agree, as if this world does not require them to strive for anything.
Ning Zhiran also wanted to try being a favored child.
After thinking for a long time, he hesitated for a moment, picked up his phone and made a WeChat call.
It got through quickly.
Ning Zhiran leaned close to the microphone and said, "Mom."
"Oh baby, why did you think of calling mom?"
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"Ah, chatting with your aunt."
"I miss you."
"Mommy misses you too, dear."
"Um……"
"Oh, Mom, there's one more thing. When can you transfer the money for next semester's tuition? I'm working hard to earn money, but rent and living expenses are so expensive. I don't know when I can save enough on my own."
"Isn't your dad responsible for your tuition? Go find him, he's rich. He changed his mind after having a child with another woman. He's such a jerk. You should urge him first. Mom loves you."
"good."
"……I love you too."
Ning Zhiran hung up the phone in disappointment and made another call. Fortunately, the call went through.
"Dad, are you busy?"
From the other end of the phone came the sound of a crying baby and his stepmother humming to comfort the child. His father lowered his voice and said, "Is it about tuition? Go ask your mother. The money she has is enough for you to spend for several years. I have something else to do here, so I won't talk about it for now."
Ning Zhiran tightened her grip on the phone slightly, "Go ahead and get busy."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Ha, ha, never mind. I should have gotten used to it by now. What do I expect?
Ning Zhiran smiled.
She was afraid of being embarrassed to talk to friends, posting on Moments seemed too artificial, and she wasn't in the mood to do a live broadcast. After much thought, a name popped up in Ning Zhiran's mind.
He opened the private message section of "Yesheng" and sent a tentative message to G.
Ningning: Baby, are you asleep?
A few seconds later, the other side responded.
G: No.
Ningning: I'm not in a good mood
G: Me too.
Ningning: What's wrong with you?
G: I’m heartbroken.
Ning Zhiran laughed out loud.
Ningning: Baby, how can you still be heartbroken?
G: It doesn’t matter. What’s wrong with you? What happened?
Ningning: It’s not a big deal actually.
Ningning: I just feel like... well, I'm a bit like a ball, being kicked around.
What surprised Ning Zhiran was that after the message was sent, the screen never lit up again.
Uh, did I say too much? Also, who wants to hear that? He's there to chat, to provide services. Sister G is so generous, yet he's constantly pouring out negative energy here...
When Ning Zhiran started to fight internally, G replied.
G: Even if you are a ball, you are inlaid with gold.
G: A very dazzling ball.
Ning Zhiran didn't know which word in the sentence touched her. Her throat was choked, and she bit her lip and sobbed, laughing and crying at the same time.
Ningning: Baby, stop comforting me.
G: I didn’t. That’s the truth.
G: What are you doing?
Ning Zhiran sniffed and switched to business mode.
Ningning: Thinking of you
After clicking send, Ning Zhiran stood up, took a piece of paper, wiped his face, and when he came back, he found that G had already replied to the message.
Ning Zhiran thought G was going to say "Shao Lai" again, but...
G: I miss you too.
G: Are you okay?
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