A huge dynamic screen on the upper floor of the square was playing content scrollingly. There were many small stalls selling handicrafts on the street. People were coming and going, and it was very lively and full of the atmosphere of life.

The only thing that seems a bit out of place is that there is a Rolls-Royce parked on the side of such an ordinary and even plain street. This car is likely to be seen near the CBD with a market value of hundreds of millions, but it is parked so blatantly in a street parking space that charges 20 yuan per hour?

People passing by couldn't help but look back again and again.

Someone who knows the business took a look at the license plate number and was shocked: "They are consecutive numbers?!"

Is it necessary to be so arrogant? Whose daughter or young master is this who has come here for a "secret visit"? In the night market, the most popular series are always at the front of the game stalls. Especially in the evening, many parents bring their children out to play. When the children see the toy cars and dolls in the prize cabinet, they can't walk.

"Little boy, do you want to try shooting toy guns? It's fun," the game stand owner said patiently, "If you hit five balloons, you can exchange them for a small gift."

The child pestered the parent so much that he couldn't persuade him. He took out his cell phone and scanned a row of bullet money. The child took the toy gun and fired half of the bullets, but the bullet didn't even touch the edge of the balloon. He was so anxious that he almost cried.

The parents nearby couldn't bear to watch it, thinking it was nothing difficult, so they took the gun and, under the expectant gaze of their children, only hit five balls. This was enough to exchange for gifts, but it was far from enough to get even a toy car on the shelf. The children and their parents walked away disappointed.

The stall owner went to organize the guns on the table as if it was nothing new. After setting up the stall here for more than a month, he felt that his confidence had returned.

Looking back, he used to set up a stall near a resort.

He will always remember that day, when that pretty little girl, holding a toy gun that he knew was "hidden", swept through his entire stall. Oh, and there was also a good-looking boy.

The two people left him with a great trauma. That night, he moved out with his stall and his people, for fear of meeting them again.

However, we will definitely not meet again in the future, the stall owner thought, happily wiping the dust off the gun with his hand. Suddenly, a payment reminder tone and a pleasant female voice rang out one after another.

"Boss, can you give us a gun?"

The boss froze for a second. This voice, this voice, why is it so familiar? Even though he had only heard it once before, he felt that it was very familiar!

The boss looked up in a daze, looking at the two figures in front of the stall. He took two steps back in amazement as if struck by lightning, the word "danger" flashing in his mind.

“…”

Sheng Yuan looked at her boss whose face was filled with shock, then raised her head to glance at Shi Yan beside her, feeling hesitant. They were clearly "wrapped" very tightly.

Both of them were wearing hats and caps, with only their eyes showing. Unless they were very close friends, few people would recognize or notice them in such a crowded street... right?

On a first date, being interrupted will greatly reduce the experience.

Shi Yan put his phone back and looked at Sheng Yuan quietly, as if he was letting her do what she wanted. Sheng Yuan immediately gave up the idea of ​​playing with balloons and was about to take Shi Yan's hand and leave.

The boss handed over the gun tremblingly and said something.

"Little girl, please go easy on me." He could still afford to have fun. Since he was setting up a stall here, there was no reason for him to stop customers.

Sheng Yuan had no impression of the boss at all. She didn't understand why the boss said that. She took the toy gun and aimed at the balloon. The boss's heart was beating up and down. But Sheng Yuan stopped after hitting ten balloons in a row and pointed at the woolen collar embroidered with cute petals on the shelf: "Can I change that?"

The boss was stunned in surprise, "Yes, sure." That collar was knitted by his wife. His wife had a stall on the other side of the street and specialized in knitting these collars for small animals. Children don't like these, so this collar was almost covered with dust in the corner.

The boss didn't react until Sheng Yuan took the bag and walked away with Shi Yan. He thought that his stall would be uprooted tonight!

Here, Sheng Yuan was looking at the woolen collar in her hand. "Laila will probably like it, Shi Yan, do you think it looks good?"

"nice."

Shi Yan glanced at Sheng Yuan sideways as he answered, not even glancing at the collar.

Sheng Yuan: “…”

She thought about it, paused, and asked slowly, "Shi Yan, do you think this kind of date is boring?"

"No, I like being with you." He said in a low and soft voice.

Sheng Yuan discovered that after the confession that night, Zizi began to be very keen on playing this kind of straight ball.

There were also many couples coming to the night market. Sheng Yuan was originally walking hand in hand with Shi Yan, but he suddenly stopped. Sheng Yuan asked him what was wrong.

Shi Yan looked at the couple in front of him, his eyes fixed on their interlocked hands. With his long dark eyelashes drooping, he asked Sheng Yuan, "Can't we hold hands like that?"

"Sheng Yuan, I want you to hold my hand like that too."

There were many temporary sheds and a haunted house in front of the square. It was Sheng Yuan's first date, and seeing many couples buying tickets to go in, she wondered if she should have a go with Shi Yan.

Once we got in, it was pitch black, without any light at all. In fact, you can imagine the quality of this haunted house, with noisy and terrifying sound effects, and prop zombie female ghosts made of low-quality plastic, which would suddenly appear from time to time.

Shi Yan had no expression on his face.

Suddenly, I heard the couple in front of me. The girl screamed in fear and told her boyfriend how scared she was. Her boyfriend’s gentle words of comfort were all fake.

Shi Yan stopped and looked at Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan: “…”

She suddenly had an idea. According to the procedure, should she also pretend to be scared? Before she could make a move, Sheng Yuan felt a weight on her shoulder. Shi Yan bent down and hugged her, buried his head in her neck, and said in a calm voice that did not contain any fear.

"Sheng Yuan, protect me."

Sheng Yuan readily hugged Shi Yan's waist back and said, "I understand. I will protect you."

The couple who came in later were also stunned when they saw the two people hugging under the special effects light. When they walked away, the boy couldn't help but sneer, "Boys are also afraid of this kind of thing?"

As a result, my girlfriend rolled her eyes and said, "What do you know?"

The light was dim, but she remembered the scene she had just seen. Although the two people were wearing masks that covered their faces, they both had good temperaments, especially the boy. He was so tall that his legs looked so long in his windbreaker. From the side view, his nose was straight, and he was the type of handsome guy with a very strong atmosphere.

He wasn't afraid at all, he was clearly very clingy and was taking the opportunity to act coquettishly towards his girlfriend. (End of this chapter)