Fire fighting

"It's a bit strange for us two boys to go to the playground."

"No surprise, you are my cousin."

"Why are you like this? I treat you as a friend, but you take advantage of me."

"That's right, who first lied to the security guard that it belonged to my cousin when they entered the fire station?"

Yan Qing choked, and said slowly, "That was a special situation, and it's different now."

"Okay," Xiang Rong smiled, "Let's go, cousin."

Yan Qing: "..."

The gate of the playground is colorful, and the girl's heart is bursting. Yan Qing saw that Xiang Rong went straight in, and lowered the peaked cap on his head.

There are many people on weekends, and there is a long queue at the ticket inspection center. Fireworks are kept on both sides, and the songs on the speakers make people want to dance along.

During the queuing process, there were balloon sellers waving at the side of the line from time to time. Xiang Rong bought one, turned around and handed it to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing took it with a blank face: "Why did you buy this?"

"I'm afraid you will get lost." Xiang Rong said, and then tied the balloon to Yan Qing's wrist.

Seeing his careful look, Yan Qing didn't even react: "Do you treat me like a child?"

"Aren't you?" Xiang Rong asked back.

After putting down his wrist, the height of the balloon far exceeds that of Xiang Rong.

Looking at the balloons floating in the air, Yan Qing was a little speechless, and asked: "You are only 21 years old, why are you pretending to be mature?"

Xiang Rong looked down at him and smiled, "No pretending."

The sunlight came from the side, falling on half of the boy's eyebrows, and he smiled, shining brightly.

Yan Qing made a "tss" sound, and walked forward with strides. The balloon swayed with his steps, and became his wings for taking off.

Once entering the courtyard, the crowd dispersed, the flowers and butterflies on both sides were flying, and the garden was full of fragrance.Standing on the central avenue, you can see the castle surrounded by the lake not far away. The musical fountain spouts from the center of the lake, and a rainbow appears faintly in the falling light and shadow.

Yan Qing suddenly realized that he had only heard from Wen Yi that there were food and entertainment in it before, and he had secretly searched for pictures, but this was the first time he came here.

He took a deep breath, completely lost the restraint just now, and jumped happily every two steps he took.

Xiang Rong turned his head and asked, "What are you doing?"

"You can grow taller by jumping more," Yan Qing said, "you will have to look up at me then."

Xiang Rong snorted and said, "Sure enough, it's a child."

Yan Qing glanced at him: "It really is an old man."

Xiang Rong: "..."

The playground covers a large area, but there is almost only one road, and all the items can be scanned by walking along the route.

The first item is outdoor karting. There are two types of cars, single and double, and there are three tracks: simple, medium, and complex. Yan Qing is already dazzled just by looking at the simple tracks.

But Xiang Rong took him to sign up for a complex track, and it was still a two-person car, which was even more cumbersome.

"Brother Xiang Rong, why don't you run the simple one, the complicated one has seven or eight 180-degree turns, it's a bit too..."

"Have you forgotten what I do?" Xiang Rong put his hands in his pockets, nonchalantly, "I have driven a fire truck before, this is nothing."

Seeing his self-confidence, Yan Qing compromised.

Before getting into the car, Yan Qing still felt nervous.

Xiang Rong sat in the driver's seat, first helped Yan Qing, the co-pilot, put on his helmet, and then helped him fasten his seat belt. After the inspection was correct, he began to tidy himself up, and looked at Yan Qing with a panicked face through the helmet , he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Qing muttered.

"Laugh at your cuteness." Xiang Rong patted Yan Qing's helmet lightly, as if to comfort him and say to relax.

The race started, Xiang Rong didn't care, stepped on the gas pedal, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and the car rushed out quickly.

Yan Qing was as stiff as a log, his eyes were wide open, his legs were straightened, and when the first big turn was approaching, his heart jumped into his throat.

He closed his eyes just as the horse hit the railing.

However, the car's center of gravity suddenly shifted forward, the rear wheels no longer gripped the ground, and began to slip. Under the action of centrifugal force, it turned around and flicked its tail, and completed the drift without reducing the speed in the shortest time.

The onlookers were dumbfounded.

Yan Qing scratched his heart, and when he opened his eyes, the car was back on track, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know what Xiang Rong had done, only to find that many people were left behind.

Xiang Rong asked: "Handsome?"

Yan Qing replied: "You're handsome if you don't ask."

Xiang Rong: "..."

The same is true for the second turn, and even more so for the third one. Not only the turn, but also the up and down ramps, and the S-turn, the car passed through smoothly, and rushed to the front in a short while, leaving No.2 far behind.

Sure enough, the car took the lead and won No.1 without any suspense.

When Yan Qing got off the car, his soul was almost gone. He stood up while supporting Xiang Rong's arm, his calf was a little weak.

However, when he thought that Xiang Rong's name would appear on the No.1 position on the score board, he was still inexplicably excited. He was about to take out his mobile phone to take a picture of this moment, but he looked at the big screen:

NO.1 The only closed disciple of Van Gogh 242.136

Embarrassment filled his heart in an instant, Yan Qing's limp legs were straightened, and he asked angrily, "Why did you report this when you signed up!"

Xiang Rong had an untidy expression: "A great painter is also afraid of losing his vest?"

"..." Yan Qing was speechless and raised his fist.

However, Xiang Rong has already slipped away.

After leaving the karting field, there were people wearing cat doll costumes saying hello on the street outside the door, and Yan Qing couldn't help saying: "It's so cute."

Xiang Rong has already made a pose for taking pictures: "Let me take a picture for you."

Yan Qing nodded, and trotted to the side of the doll.Seeing him approaching, the cat twisted his waist towards him. After listening to Xiang Rong yelling three two one, he and Yan Qing compared scissorhands together, and finally gave Yan Qing a hug.

Yan Qing was very satisfied, and after waving with the doll, he ran back to Xiang Rong, admiring the photo with satisfaction: "Brother Xiang Rong, let me take a picture for you too."

"I won't shoot anymore," Xiang Rong said.

Yan Qing asked curiously, "You don't like kittens?"

"I like it," Xiang Rong looked at his face, "but I just want to take a photo with you, a kitten."

Yan Qing's cheeks were flushed, he stuffed the phone into Xiang Rong's arms, hid his eyes aside, looked at the road ahead, walked up swaggeringly, and said as he walked, "I don't take photos with puppies."

Xiang Rong heard it, and strode after him with a snickering smile.

The booth in front is for shooting balloons, and there are rows of imitation/real/guns on the side. Xiang Rong bought thirty bullets and gave ten to Yan Qing.

Seeing him standing aside and not playing, Yan Qing asked suspiciously, but Xiang Rong said it was too simple, fearing that the boss would lose money.

Yan Qing thought he was bragging, ignored him, took the bullet, loaded it, clenched it tightly, squinted one eye, looked at the scope, the red cross on the sight was aimed at the balloon, and lightly pulled the trigger when everything was ready.

With a bang, he looked up excitedly.

Missed.

Obviously aimed, how could this happen?

Yan Qing shifted the angle slightly, took a deep breath, and fired again.

Still missed.

In this way, ten bullets were fired one after another, and the balloon hung in the distance intact.

This is much more difficult than imagined.

Xiang Rong handed him another ten bullets: "Try again?"

"Come on!" Yan Qing didn't believe this evil.

Unfortunately, all ten rounds missed again.

Xiang Rong handed over the last ten, but this time Yan Qing became less courageous, and pressed his hand on the trigger, unable to press it down for a long time.

He kept aiming for a moment, every second Xiang Rong thought he was going to shoot, after a long time, he slowly raised his head, his eyes were begging, and he said involuntarily: "Brother Xiang Rong, I won't, Why don't you come."

This pitiful look made Xiang Rong grin from ear to ear, and he said softly, "I'll teach you."

Yan Qing's eyes lit up, he thought it was a verbal instruction, but Xiang Rong went around behind him, picked up the gun with his left hand, the butt of the gun was straightened immediately, his right hand held his hand, and put it on the trigger.

Yan Qing was caught in his arms without warning, startled, with his back pressed against Xiang Rong's chest, feeling the heat emanating from it.

Xiang Rong bent down, keeping his line of sight at the same level, and said: "When the bullet is fired, it will fall under the influence of gravity, so the sight should be raised."

As he spoke, he lightly lifted his left hand upwards, leading Yan Qing's left hand to touch the gun to also lift upwards.

"The index finger of the right hand should be used to buckle, and the remaining four fingers should hold the handle firmly."

He lightly tapped Yan Qing's wrong right hand again, and Yan Qing immediately adjusted his gesture.

"The error of shooting is often not in aiming, but in the moment of shooting, so aim carefully and shoot carefully."

Maybe it's because they are too close, every stream of heat when Xiang Rong speaks will penetrate into his right ear, the warmth is a little itchy, Yan Qing can hardly concentrate, he glanced at the people around him from the corner of his eye, and saw Xiang Rong Rong has a serious expression.

"Try not to breathe while the trigger is being pressed."

After hearing this, Yan Qing held his breath again, and pulled the trigger with his right hand under Xiang Rong's package. His heart seemed to shoot out along with the bullet, and at the same time, there was the sound of a balloon exploding.

bingo!

Yan Qing didn't know how he hit it, he turned his head sideways, looked at Xiang Rong, and complained in a low voice: "Why didn't you tell me these skills earlier?"

Xiang Rong also turned his head, looked into his eyes, and said seriously: "It's not too late."

Yan Qing couldn't speak, and couldn't press his hands down.

Xiang Rong stood aside and repeated patiently: "Don't panic, do it again as I said, first..."

While explaining, he stopped looking at the bull's-eye, but put his eyes on Yan Qing's side face.

The breeze blew past, shaking the few strands of hair on Yan Qing's forehead. He held the gun and closed one eye tightly, while the other peach eye focused on the scope. Her eyelashes flickered, and the pear dimples were filled with sunlight.

Yan Qing was like a painting, Xiang Rong couldn't move his eyes.

Of the next nine bullets, Yan Qing hit six.

In addition, Xiang Rong also took Yan Qing to experience indoor naked-eye 4D and play VR games.During the float tour, Yan Qing laughed the most than anyone else, and during the haunted house adventure, Yan Qing ran faster than anyone else.

Staying with Yan Qing, Xiang Rong felt that time was speeding up.

In the afternoon, a little tired from playing, Xiang Rong asked Yan Qing to sit in the shade of a tree to enjoy the coolness first, and then he went to buy two ice creams from a hawker lined up on the side of the road.

Yan Qing sat down cross-legged, leaning his back on the thick tree trunk. He looked at Xiang Rong's figure not far away, and waved his hands from time to time.

The sky was blue and the air was clear, and the fragrance of mid-spring was released in every inch of flowers and plants. Yan Qing was sweating a little, and wanted to use his peaked cap to fan the wind, but he just took it off and was stunned.

With the peaked cap falling down, there is also a lot of hair.

He raised his hand in disbelief, touched the top of his head, and touched a dozen more.

He lowered his head, no matter how much happiness he had accumulated today, he was swept away by the loss of this moment like a tide. He picked up his mobile phone, turned on the selfie, and looked at the top of his head. Although his appearance has not been greatly affected at present, he knows What does this mean.

Seeing Xiang Rong coming back from a distance, Yan Qing immediately put on his hat and raised his smiling face again, as if he had never experienced what happened just now.

"Here comes the ice cream." Xiang Rong took one in each hand and sat beside the big tree.

Yan Qing took a big bite, cream was all over his lips.

"The little cat reveals its true colors when it eats something." Xiang Rong said from the side.

The screams of passengers came from the sky track not far away. It was the most attractive item in the amusement park besides the castle - dragon swimming in the sea of ​​clouds.

This is the largest roller coaster in Lucheng. The track is winding and can even drop vertically, just like a dragon swimming through mountains and rivers, accidentally breaking into the sea of ​​clouds.

Yan Qing was attracted by the shouts, but he just looked around and didn't ask to sit down.

Xiang Rong caught his flashing eyes and settled down: "Want to sit down?"

Yan Qing neither nodded nor shook his head, he hesitated.

"Don't be afraid," Xiang Rong said comfortingly, "just ask."

"I'm actually not afraid," Yan Qing confessed, "I just remember that brother Xiang Rong is afraid of heights."

Xiang Rong was stunned, and gradually realized that Yan Qing had been deliberately avoiding amusement facilities with high-altitude events along the way, and he didn't even climb the castle.

He thought it was Yan Qing who was afraid, but he forgot about his heart disease.

It was he who troubled Yan Qing, but he didn't realize it.

"I..." Xiang Rong organized his words, "I'm sorry, but I wasn't afraid of heights before. You should also know that firefighters are afraid of heights when they climb up and down?"

"Brother Xiang Rong," Yan Qing said with a smile on his face, the mottled shadows of the leaves illuminated him brightly and darkly, "You don't need to explain, I understand, I just want to respect your opinion, whether you come out or not, I won't force you."

This is a bold attempt. Xiang Rong has indeed not participated in such activities since witnessing his sister fall from the building.

But today was just to bring Yan Qing out to play, he didn't want to bring regrets because of his past.

After struggling for a long time, he finally made up his mind: "Come on, let's go ride the roller coaster."

Yan Qing was a little surprised, but couldn't quite believe his ears.

"Since I said that I want to rejoin the front line of firefighting, this hurdle will have to be crossed sooner or later." Xiang Rong stood up from under the tree, as if full of strength, "If I am even afraid of this, what kind of firefighter am I?"

Yan Qing's eyes lit up, and he immediately jumped up: "Really?"

"Of course," Xiang Rong said, "not only this, but other projects, as long as you are not afraid, let's play them all."

Yan Qing couldn't stop standing on tiptoe, almost jumped up, he followed Xiang Rong all the way to the sea of ​​clouds and the dragon.

But the moment he sat on it, his excited expression immediately withdrew three points, and he was so quiet that he didn't say a word.

This seat is a row of two, and Xiang Rong happened to be sitting next to him. Seeing the huge contrast between his front and back, he couldn't help laughing: "Why? Do you regret sitting on it now?"

was said.

Yan Qing boldly said: "I'm not afraid, be careful, you'll be the one who pissed your pants."

Xiang Rong laughed even more wildly: "Well, well, the kitten is the cleanest."

Yan Qing: "..."

As soon as the bell rang, the car started slowly. Before climbing up, Yan Qing was so scared that he closed his eyes.

The altitude gradually increased, followed by another dive. This was the first time Xiang Rong had accepted his fear head-on after the accident.

But he found that the imaginary symptoms didn't seem to appear, maybe Yan Qing was by his side, he felt at ease, or maybe he really came out of the shadows, he didn't know.

The roller coaster was on a rampage, screaming one after another.

There was no disturbance in Xiang Rong's heart, and he seemed to have indeed returned to his previous appearance.

Yan Qing was also different from others. When others shouted in fear, he closed his mouth tightly when he was afraid and could not utter a sound.

Xiang Rong turned his head and looked carefully at Yan Qing's face. He knew that Yan Qing would not open his eyes, so he looked at it unscrupulously.

Then, with a relieved smile, he whispered something that no one heard.

"Thank you, Yan Qing."