Rubbing my heat, okay?

In the Grimm's fairy tales, when the princess encounters danger or difficulties, the prince will always appear in time to stand in front of the princess and ward off many disasters for her. Fei Yan knew that he was not a princess since he was a child, so he never expected that there would be a princess by his side. The prince who braved the thorns and thorns for him.

But the incidents he experienced today gave him the illusion that he is a princess.

Against the light, Qi Xian walked slowly towards Fei Yan's direction step by step, his shadow was projected in front of him, and the whole person gave a sense of unreality.

It seems to be just a dream, as long as you stretch out your hand, everything in front of you will be shattered into nothingness.

But Zhang Yu's reaction rejected this idea.

She looked at Qi Xian's figure, and she was stunned. She stood where she was, as if she had been acupunctured, motionless.

"What did you just say?" Qi Xian's voice came again, he walked to Fei Yan's side and naturally put his arms around his shoulders, and smiled warmly at Zhang Yu, "You said... To block him?"

"No, I didn't," Zhang Yu heard the words, and quickly switched facial expressions, she shook her head in horror, "I was, just joking with him!"

Qi Xian still had a gentle smile, but the words he said didn't match his face: "Don't make this kind of joke anymore, or...you might be blocked."

Zhang Yu's face immediately became contorted, tears filled her eyes, and her voice was trembling: "I know, I know, I promise I won't make jokes casually in the future," she said suddenly He stepped forward and grabbed the corner of Fei Yan's clothes, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, I'm just joking, I'm really sorry, can you forgive me? Tell Qi Xian not to pursue it, okay? good?"

Fei Yan looked at the hand on the corner of his clothes, frowned, then reached out and grabbed Zhang Yu's sleeve, and pulled her hand off. He looked at Zhang Yu and said expressionlessly, "Don't do this in the future." gone."

Zhang Yu immediately nodded: "I know, I know, thank you, thank you..."

"Okay, let's go." Fei Yan let out a little weary breath, "Stop talking about other people's parents casually in the future."

"Okay..." Zhang Yu nodded quickly, turned and left in a hurry after speaking.

Looking at Zhang Yu's back, Fei Yan slightly loosened the fist he had unconsciously clenched just now.

"Yes, it's very deep," a chuckle suddenly came from next to his ear, Qi Xian looked at him with a half-smile, "I can work in education in the future."

Fei Yan turned his head to look at Qi Xian, and gave him a helpless look: "Why are you here?"

"I just called Zhang Lin to ask where you were recording the show, and found that it was near me. I remembered that we haven't seen each other for a while, so I came to have a look."

Fei Yan was very surprised: "How did you have Zhang Lin's phone number?"

"You saved it when you were drunk last time." Qi Xian raised his eyebrows, and said very naturally.

Fei Yan's black line, what, I never thought Qi Xian was so bohemian and familiar...

Because of Qi Xian, an uninvited guest, Fei Yan's return time was naturally delayed. The two of them were strolling along the street, the setting sun slanted on them, accompanied by the "Science and technology is the primary productive force" posted not far away. ’ slogan, a different kind of romance filled the air around them.

Fei Yan took the lead in saying a romantic sentence in this romantic atmosphere: "Have you thought about that request?"

According to the urine nature of ordinary novels and TV dramas, when the protagonist asks this question shyly, another person will answer domineeringly—"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll talk about it later when I think about it, you can't forget it."

And at this time, the protagonist will always answer shyly—"I won't forget it!"

But Qi Xian is Qi Xian, two hundred and five of different colors, he lived up to expectations and did not follow the routine.

Qi Xian rubbed his chin, thought for two seconds and said, "You can go to the haunted house with me now, I've always wanted to go, but I didn't have the chance."

"Brother, don't you work?!" Fei Yan made a European and American-style gesture of spreading his hands, his eyes widened, "Besides, aren't you afraid of being photographed?!"

Qi Xian chuckled, and said lazily, "I'm not afraid."

Under Qi Xian's strong request and the moral constraint of having to accompany him, the two finally arrived at a nearby amusement park at around seven o'clock in the evening.

Although it was getting late, when the two came out of the parking lot, the sky was still slightly white. Fei Yan looked at his watch in doubt, and finally after some deep thinking, he was pleasantly surprised to find that it was summer now!

Qi Xian cast a helpless glance at the little classmate in front of him, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, and walked straight into the amusement park.

The amusement park at night is like the vegetable market in the morning, crowded and noisy.

Considering Qi Xian's nationality, Fei Yan took the important task of buying tickets very consciously, and waited for several minutes before buying the ticket for the haunted house.

Qi Xian looked at him, coughed twice unnaturally: "If you get scared later, just..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fei Yan, who said excitedly: "I won't be afraid, let's go in quickly!"

"...Aren't you reluctant to come just now?"

"But it's all here, so you must enjoy it!"

The inside of the haunted house is very dark, and it also comes with special death effects and BGM that fit the atmosphere. At this moment, the couple who came in with Qi Xian and the others are hugging each other tightly to keep warm.

Fei Yan looked at the boy's smug expression through the weird green light, and said with a tusk: "I knew it, I saw the boy's little innocence as soon as I came in, heh, those who bring girlfriends are out of their minds. Pure," he suddenly looked back at Qi Xian while speaking, "Are you right?"

Qi Xian: "...Yes."

After finishing speaking, Fei Yan laughed twice, he carefully looked at the road ahead, as if a small electric motor was installed under his feet, he walked a long way away, Qi Xian looked at the cheerful little classmates running, and frowned subconsciously .

Did he remember something wrong? Fei Yan is obviously afraid of the dark and ghosts.

After carefully recalling Fei Yan's living habits, it seemed that he had finally made up his mind, Qi Xian suddenly quickened his pace, ran forward and held Fei Yan's hand.

Fei Yan gave a sudden pause.

"Don't be brave," Qi Xian said lightly, "I remember that you are not only afraid of the dark, but also afraid of ghosts."

After a pause, Qi Xian said again: "You don't need to pretend like this in front of me."

Hearing this, Fei Yan closed his eyes lightly, and gave a secret 'tsk' sound. Now, on the one hand, he is touched by Qi Xian remembering his likes and dislikes, and on the other hand, he feels a headache because of the same thing.

Just as he was about to say something to prevaricate, a ghost suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Fei Yan let out a heart-piercing scream, then subconsciously turned around, and grabbed onto Qi Xian like an octopus.