After lunch, Shi Heng and Gu Youran took an electric car to the outdoor shooting range of the resort.
"Want to try shooting?" Shi Heng asked with his head tilted.
Gu Youran looked at the neatly arranged shooting positions in front of him and the target in the distance. "I've never tried it before."
"Just right, let me be your first shooting instructor."
The person in charge of the shooting range had been waiting for a long time. Upon seeing them arrive, he immediately came forward and said, "Master Shi, the equipment you requested is ready."
Shi Heng nodded, took the two silver-gray pistols, and handed one to Gu Youran. "Glock 34, 9mm caliber, low recoil, suitable for beginners."
She took the gun and frowned slightly at the heavy metal feel.
Shi Heng noticed her expression and chuckled, "Don't be afraid, I will always be with you."
They came to the outermost shooting position, and Shi Heng signaled the staff to set the target fifteen meters away.
Seeing the good-looking couple, many vacationers around were attracted and watched from afar.
"First of all, the gun grip is very important."
Shi Heng stood behind Gu Youran, put his arms around her sides, placed his hands on hers, and adjusted her grip.
"Hold your right hand tightly, wrap your left hand around your right hand, and don't put your index finger on the trigger."
His chest was pressed against her back, his warm breath brushing against her ear.
Gu Youran's heartbeat involuntarily quickened.
"Then, take aim."
Shi Heng raised her arm and pointed the gun at the target in the distance. "Three points in a straight line. The rear sight, front sight, and target should be in a straight line."
Gu Youran followed his instructions attentively, feeling the weight of the gun and the warmth of his palm.
"Breathe steadily, inhale, exhale, and at the end of the exhale, pull the trigger."
"Bang!"
The first shot was fired, and the bullet grazed the edge of the target, barely hitting the target.
"Not bad, I hit the target on my first try."
Shi Heng encouraged: "Try again?"
In the next few shots, Gu Youran gradually found the feeling and his performance improved steadily.
When the sixth shot hit the eighth ring, she caught a glimpse of Shi Heng's slightly tense jawline from the corner of her eye.
This usually calm man was holding his breath for her at this moment.
“You learn really fast.”
Shi Heng's eyes flashed with admiration, "It seems that my Youbao is not only steady, but also talented."
Gu Youran's lips curled up slightly. "Maybe it has something in common with darts?"
"Maybe." Shi Heng took the gun from her hand, "Now, let me show you."
He walked to the firing position and expertly loaded a new magazine.
The number of spectators around gradually increased, and some people recognized Shi Heng and started whispering to each other.
"Isn't that Mr. Shi from the Shi Group?"
"I heard he's a very good marksman...I think he even won a prize in some competition."
Gu Youran turned a deaf ear to these discussions and looked at Shi Heng intently.
He just stood there, aiming his gun, but didn't shoot immediately.
"What is he waiting for?" someone asked in a low voice.
Shi Heng suddenly turned to look at Gu Youran, a mysterious smile on his face, "Watch carefully."
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three shots were fired quickly in succession, but the bullets obviously deviated from the center of the target and hit the edge of the target paper.
There were a few chuckles from the crowd.
"Shi Shao's marksmanship seems to have regressed..."
"Has it been too long since you last practiced?"
Gu Youran remained calm and just watched quietly.
Shi Heng glanced at her and continued his "mistake performance".
The next few shots seemed to hit even more randomly, with some almost missing the target.
Gu Youran looked carefully and suddenly found:
Those seemingly random impact points are actually more precisely calculated than hitting the bull's eye directly.
It is also much more difficult.
Just like he always managed to hit her softest defenses in the most unexpected way.
The staff looked at each other, confused as to why He Heng's shooting skills had suddenly dropped so much.
When he fired his last shot and put down his weapon, many people at the scene had already shown disappointed expressions.
He ignored it and just said to the staff: "Bring me the target paper."
The staff member trotted to get the target paper. When he took down the target and started to check it, his eyes suddenly widened.
"This... this is impossible..."
"What's wrong?" someone asked curiously.
The staff turned the target paper towards the crowd, and there was an uproar at the scene.
The seemingly random bullet holes actually formed a perfect heart shape. Each shot hit the preset position precisely, without any error.
“Oh my God!”
"How is this done?"
“It’s amazing!”
Gu Youran looked at the heart made up of bullet holes and her heart skipped a beat.
Shi Heng walked up to her, his eyes filled with tenderness, "Do you like it?"
"Have you planned this a long time ago?" Gu Youran asked softly.
"Start by teaching you how to shoot."
Shi Heng took her hand and said, "Every shot is in a calculated position, just like your position in my heart... right in the bull's eye."
There was warm applause and exclamation at the scene.
Gu Youran felt her cheeks getting hot, but she couldn't look away from Shi Heng.
The deep affection in his eyes made her almost forget to breathe.
"Do you want to try again?" Shi Heng handed the gun back to her, "This time, shoot your own pattern."
She took the gun, took a deep breath, and stood in the shooting position.
Shi Heng stood beside her, ready to give guidance at any time.
"Remember what I said. Relax and focus."
Gu Youran raised his gun and aimed at the target in the distance.
This time, she felt a connection between herself and the weapon, no longer a strange tool, but an extension of her arm.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
She fired continuously, each shot carefully considered.
When Heng saw the pattern on the target paper, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Gu Youran used bullet holes to form a slightly crooked but clearly recognizable heart shape.
"This is..." Shi Heng looked at her.
Gu Youran's ears turned red. "I learned from you, but it's far worse than yours."
Although the shape is not perfect and the bullet holes are not evenly distributed, the thoughtfulness is clearly visible.
Shi Heng's heart warmed and he couldn't help but pull her into his arms.
"My Youbao learned to express his feelings the first time he shot?" he whispered in her ear.
Gu Youran lightly hit his shoulder, "No! It's just... I don't know what pattern to use..."
Shi Heng chuckled, "This is the cutest heart shape I've ever seen."
The two smiled at each other, and the audience around them were also infected by the relaxed atmosphere.
The range manager stepped forward and said respectfully, "Mr. Shi, Mrs. Shi, your marksmanship is truly impressive. Could you allow us to display these two target sheets on the range's wall of fame?"
Shi Heng looked at Gu Youran and saw her nod in agreement, so he said to the person in charge, "Okay, but you have to hang ours side by side."
"Of course, of course!" The person in charge agreed repeatedly and immediately ordered the staff to handle it.
As they left, the setting sun lengthened their shadows.
Shi Heng suddenly stopped and asked, "Do you know why I like shooting?"
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