Worrying about running out of money every day

"Here you are." Song Ji bought two marshmallows and handed one to Ji Qingyan.

It was only when he took out the money that he finally realized that he was limited. The disposable amount in his pocket was only six oceans, and he could only afford the cheapest cotton candy, which was still a small portion.

"When will you bring money?" Ji Qingyan was quite surprised.

Song Ji shrugged, took a big bite of the marshmallow and said, "I saw it today, and I didn't know what to think, so I put it in my pocket casually, and didn't pay attention to how many there were."

Ji Qingyan obviously didn't believe such words, but he didn't say anything. He patted Song Ji on the shoulder, "Go in, and have fun."

Song Ji tilted his head to look at him: "No, you mean you don't play?"

"I only said that I would bring you to play, but I didn't say that I want to play too." Ji Qingyan laughed, with a bad feeling.

Song Ji refused, "No, no, we agreed to be together, what's the point of playing by myself." After speaking, he pulled him forward regardless of whether he agreed or not.

In front of the Ferris wheel, the eldest young master unceremoniously took out his identity as the head of the garden, and took the staff aisle to sit on it.

Seeing Ji Qingyan's hesitant expression, he rolled his eyes: "Why, do you still want to queue up, I don't want it, what should I do if I get tanned."

Ji Qingyan shook his head, but didn't tell the young master that those who ride the Ferris wheel are usually adults accompanying children or couples.

Thinking of this, he always had a very strange feeling.

"Let's go, what are you doing standing there?" Song Ji gave him a hand.

He hurried to follow.

The Ferris wheel is slowly rising, and the city is slowly becoming golden in the afterglow. When it reaches the highest point, everything is quiet.

Song Ji was very interested in the world outside the Ferris wheel, and looked at it with great interest for a long time.

But after looking at it for a while, he found that it was no different from looking downstairs from the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor, so he lost interest and sat next to Ji Qingyan.

"Why don't you eat it?" After sitting down, he realized that Ji Qingyan hadn't touched the marshmallow.

"I don't like sweets, I leave them to you."

Song Ji took it over: "Then I won't be polite. If you want to eat, you can buy it yourself. I have no money."

Ji Qingyan patted his head and looked at him quietly.

"Do you want to go to the sky to see?" Tu Ji Qingyan asked him out loud, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"Heaven? Haven't you seen it a long time ago? I make many plane trips every year. Why are you so stupid to say such weird things?" Song Ji bit the cotton candy and looked at him like a fool.

Ji Qingyan was silent for a while, and then he laughed himself out first, "Forget it, you'd better eat your cotton candy, and treat me as nonsense." I'll talk about it later when I have a chance.

"What do you want to play after getting off the Ferris wheel?" Ji Qingyan changed the subject.

"I don't know either. It's my first time here. Why don't you choose." Song Ji gave him the right to choose.

"Then play whatever you see." Ji Qingyan said irresponsibly, he really didn't know what the amusement park was suitable for people of this age to play.

"Okay." Song Ji was also happy to be a happy fool and accept his arrangement.

The two of them played for a long time, and it was after ten o'clock that they almost played all the games, the pirate ship roller coaster and bumper cars... Song Ji had a great time.

"It's been a long time since I've been this happy, thank you for today." Song Ji hooked Ji Qingyan's shoulder, wanting to hang his whole body on him.

It was quite tiring after playing so much, Song Ji didn't want to walk anymore.

He looked at Ji Qingyan, who was still in good spirits, and was extremely envious, but when he thought of Ji Qingyan who was exercising every day, his envious heart stopped again.

"Can you still walk?" Ji Qingyan looked at him with worried eyes, "Should I ask Uncle Wu to come pick you up?"

"No." Song Ji shook his head, "I still want to play, and I don't want to go back yet."

"No, it's late, you look weak, you can't play anymore, you need to rest."

"No, no, no." Song Ji shook his head frantically, "I won't go back."

Ji Qingyan looked at him for a few seconds, then dragged him away involuntarily, "There is no need to discuss this matter, go back and rest."

Song Ji looked at him depressedly, without exerting any force, he hung limply on Ji Qingyan's body, letting him pull him away.

half an hour-

"Ji Qingyan, I'm a little hungry."

Song Ji rubbed his stomach and looked at him eagerly.

Ji Qingyan's voice was cold: "Be patient."

"Oh." Song Ji stopped talking, tired.

"By the way, where's Lele? Did you get lost?" Song Ji asked him about Yang Lele again.

"Ah Song, I've been with you all night." Ji Qingyan looked back at him with a helpless voice, "I don't know now."

"Oh, I forgot." Song Ji knocked his head angrily, "I'll ask myself."

As soon as he took out his mobile phone, Wang Xiaojun called first. The voice over there was noisy, and Wang Xiaojun's voice was urgent and sharp: "Boss, help, Lele is being held hostage! There are a lot of people on the other side, I can't call, we are-- "

Before he could finish speaking, the phone beeped and was hung up.

Song Ji gripped the phone tightly, and hurriedly called again, tapped the phone and shouted, "Hey, hey, what's going on, Wang Xiaojun, you—"