REMIX

After a round of roller coaster jumping machines and pirate ships, I walked out from the crowd of tourists with pale faces. My legs were spinning like weightless. There seemed to be invisible screws loosening at the joints of the joints. It can be seen that there was a heaven in just a second. The stimulation of Second Hell has been reproduced and saved by my body, and can be played back in slow motion anytime and anywhere.

The eyeballs were still refusing to return to their original position, and the scene in his field of vision was still bumpy. Gong Junye was a little stronger than me, so he could stand still, and it was in stark contrast to the muscular man behind him holding a trash can and throwing up in the dark.

Immediately, he clamped my waist with his arms, and dragged me bravely and fearlessly to the next appalling entertainment facility like a trolley case made of meat, as if he wanted to spend his entire life at once.

I bought marshmallows, takoyaki and fried chicken to fill my stomach, and I was catching up with the circus performance in the amusement park on the weekend. The intersecting sidewalks surrounded an area, separating it from other amusement park areas. The long line stretches to the surrounding flowers.

A tent with red and white stripes rises on the ground. Children holding candies are led by circus performers in fancy costumes and enter the circular seats in a safe and orderly manner. A young and handsome magician welcomes guests at the door, bowing He took off his black top hat, and used a handkerchief to make a white dove for the blushing young lady.

We also got the admission ticket from him, and walked in with the cheering children. Suddenly, I felt that I was no different from them, no matter my age or the expression on my face unconsciously at this moment. .

very happy.I have unconditional expectations for the next performance and everything I will get tomorrow. It seems to be a certain nature that disappears with age, but at this moment it returns to its original owner and returns to me without losing a single bit.

Maybe I have my own reasons too... I let myself live too tired.Eager to get rid of poverty, vulgarity, and powerlessness, and to grasp one's own destiny as soon as possible, but neglecting what is due at a specific time, so that when I find this little happiness, I am overwhelmed with emotion.

I don't know if Gong Junye brought me here intentionally, aiming to make up for those childhoods I missed, he can always point to the softest part of me wrapped in layers of outer things, in this seemingly superficial, different aspect worth mentioning.But no matter how weak the touch is, it can cause quite a shock in my passive and susceptible heart.

More than once.In his giving and tolerance, I realized those emotions that exceeded my expectations, they were not within the part I wanted to get, and the feedback was far more than the giving, so I was flattered.

Is it because I don't have a perfect family relationship, lack of love?

"Wow--"

The trapeze handed over in a thrilling pose, the clown's red mouth spewed out flames, and the audience burst into childish admiration. In the shadow of the stage curtain, he peeled off a round sugar ball and stuffed it into my mouth .

"Although it's in an amusement park."

The rich sweetness of vanilla chocolate flowed in my mouth, and my fingers lying on my knees were caught by him one by one, and they were all tightly held in the dry and warm palm.

"But when you're dating, you have to be more attentive."

The moment my fingers were embedded with him, I leaned my head back on the back of the chair, and the answer in my heart was clearly revealed.

I lack nothing, because he will give everything.

As long as I hold his hand.

After the show, we left with the audience through the back door.

He sprayed the perfume I gave him today and sprinkled it above his collarbone and on the inside of his wrist. It is said that the pulsation of arteries can keep this fragrance throughout the day.Among the shoulder-to-shoulder pedestrians, he stuck to my back and put his hands on my waist to prevent me from being pushed and bumped by the dense crowd. I stepped out with one foot, and the back of my heel was close to the toe of his stepping out , like the stomping game that children love to play.

I turned my head to look at him without any motive, but I bumped into his eyes impartially.

Under the unrestrained sunlight, a pair of pupils are like stones sunk in the bottom of a river that have been washed by streams all year round. They have a sharp texture and soft depth, and sometimes reveal a cunning that doesn't suit their age.

This has nothing to do with his growth experience.

We talked about this late last night, lying on the big bed in his bedroom, with the cool night breeze blowing from the balcony, it was a good time to talk.

Even though I had just had skin-to-skin contact and had some embarrassing contact, I had a serious intention of getting closer to each other's hearts when it came to chatting with him.

Thanks to his special family background, he has the kind of harsh and harsh family education, fastidious aesthetics and sense of money in the upper class, but his personal life is rebound-style debauchery, profligacy, fickleness, lingering in flowers, and the sincerity of youth is overshadowed. Premature strangulation in the bud.

I also finally had a chance to ask about the ring on his finger.I have been curious for a long time.I am terribly curious about his trajectory in this world before it meets me.

"This one on my ring finger is my parents' wedding ring—my dad's. My mom's one was thrown away by her, and I saw it with my own eyes, because my dad betrayed the marriage. He had countless lovers, some I've seen them, some I haven't. They're like clothes hanging in a closet, all kinds of clothes, change at will."

"The other, um... the status symbol of the head of the family... oh my god, that sounds stupid... it can't be called an ancestral heirloom, it's just a relic. A dead man's thing... well, baby, don't frown, we don't say we're dead at night Yes, are you afraid? Come, come into Dad's arms."

He made a gesture to hug me, but I couldn't lose my temper with him at all, and I was pressed down by him without any resistance.I feel that after getting to know him, the rebelliousness entrenched in his bones has also been softened, and his temperament has become much more gentle.Just like a wolf dog that has been domineering for many years meets a master who can tame it, I may still show my fangs to others, but I am willing to be obedient to him.

"Haven't you heard a saying?" He rubbed my nose, "If you like someone, you will become a child in front of him."

He whispered softly, and I believed it.