in the dark

When the three of them arrived at the ticket gate of the haunted house, except for a staff member who was eating buns, there were only two very young girls hovering at the door, about 21 or [-] years old, they were talking about something while whispering their ears.

"Aren't you two afraid?" The staff put down the steamed stuffed bun when they saw someone coming, "Hey, it's just right, five people go in together!"

Song Chan looked out the door, and two girls ran in, talking softly with excitement.

Song Jiaoye pressed her hat and raised her chin, stood between Song Nan'an and Song Chan, and linked each other, "Unity is strength!"

Song Chan shrugged, "You're still holding my arm when we meet in a haunted house?" One arm on each side.

"Oh," it's already come to such a time, Song Jiaoye has no choice but to give in, although every time he comes to this kind of place without fear of death, but the excitement is the excitement, and the fear is not less, "Brother stand I’m afraid of the back in the front, and I’m afraid of the front when I’m standing in the back, isn’t it right, second brother, are you there?” As he spoke, he moved closer to Song Chan’s side and smiled flatteringly.

Song Chan: "Tsk."

His tone of voice was too hard a second ago, but it changed instantly after entering the haunted house. As expected of Song Jiaoye, he is a monkey spirit.

Song Jiaoye took off the backpack and put it on her chest in a protective manner, "Which of you two is in front and who is behind?"

Song Chan looked at Song Nan'an.

"I'm free." Song Nan'an said, looked at Song Chan after thinking for a while, and added, "There are many real people inside, don't hit them if you're scared." I didn't know where I saw a sign just now, don't accidentally hurt the staff.

Song Jiaoye was inexplicably touched by the point of laughter, staring at Song Chan and laughing wildly.

"Second brother, do you have violent tendencies?" Song Jiaoye couldn't stop hahaha, tears were about to overflow, she pretended to be serious and patted Song Chan's shoulder, "Remember! Don't hit anyone!"

Song Chan glanced at the tip, shook off her hand, "I'm a normal person!"

"I didn't say you were abnormal." Before Song Jiaoye answered, Song Nan'an said flatly.

Song Jiaoye laughed wildly again. After an unknown amount of time, she finally held back, remembered something, and tilted her head to greet the two girls not far away, "Hi! Are you coming here? My brother is standing head to tail, The three of us can be in the middle."

Seeing Song Jiaoye's cheerful personality, the two girls hurriedly nodded and walked over with flushed faces and bright eyes.

"Thank you!" The two girls hurriedly thanked each other.

"No, no, no!" Song Jiaoye waved his hand generously, "Girls, you must be scared, and I'm scared to death too!"

"That's right, I'm so scared, I've been hesitating for a long time!" The short-haired girl among the two girls answered the conversation, and said with a smile, "I thought I wouldn't play if I didn't wait for someone in another 5 minutes. Fortunately, you are here!"

Song Jiaoye smiled, very flattering, "It's okay, my brother and the others are not afraid."

"These two are your brothers?" The long-haired girl who had been silent all this time moved closer and lowered her voice.

Song Jiaoye nodded heavily, quite proudly.These two faces are placed here, tsk tsk tsk, attracting bees and butterflies.

"So handsome!" The long-haired girl continued to lower her voice in Song Jiaoye's ear with a swaying face.

"Yeah, really handsome! Different styles look better!" the short-haired girl added.

As soon as the words were finished, Song Jiaoye showed that the two of you knew each other very well.

Hearing his brother being praised was very useful, Song Jiaoye was overjoyed, and was thinking about how to be humble, when the long-haired girl continued: "You are also good-looking, your genes are really good! "

Yo, the little girl has eyes.

Song Jiaoye pretended to be calm, raised her eyebrows, "Thank you." In fact, the old disco danced in her heart, I am beautiful and I am proud!

Just when Song Jiaoye's heart was bubbling, the short-haired girl asked tentatively in a low voice, "Does your brother... have a girlfriend?"

The appearance of this question is not unexpected, after all, people are exaggerating how handsome they are, but they only asked after meeting for a few minutes, it really is... this impetuous society...

Song Jiaoye shrank her neck: "..." Boasting is enough, but self-recommendation is too much!

In fact, the short-haired girl has been observing for a long time. Since the three of them came to the entrance of the haunted house, they have been attracted by the seductive appearance. Later, seeing Song Jiaoye's lively and easy-to-talk appearance, she wanted to try it impulsively.

The short-haired girl blinked and stared at Song Jiaoye.

"I..." Song Jiaoye's mouth has a strong point, that is, it is usually only strong towards Song Chan, and it is easy to be soft-hearted towards soft and cute girls, "Which one are you asking?"

"The taller one." The short-haired girl continued to blink.

Song Jiaoye was taken aback for a moment, but usually she really didn't notice who was taller.

Guilty glanced at the direction where the two were standing...

Song Nan'an and Song Chan were standing opposite each other at the ticket gate, they didn't know what to say, one smiled lightly, and the other laughed wantonly.

Song Jiaoye, who glanced at it, was a little stunned...it felt like they were the same height.

Take another look...well, the second brother is a little shorter...it's hard to tell.

Song Jiaoye turned her head, thought for a few seconds, and suddenly felt a little stupid... It doesn't matter which one you ask, because there is no girlfriend...

Song Jiaoye shook her head, "No."

"Then...can you add your brother on WeChat?"

"..."

It was the first time that Song Jiaoye wanted to take off his hat and scratch his head, "A taller one?"

The short-haired girl nodded repeatedly.

Song Jiaoye thought for a moment, and asked, "Can I change it?" No doubt, she didn't have the guts to tell outsiders about Song Nan'an's information without telling them.

If it is Song Chan, you can give it a try.

Isn't it said that they are all handsome? It doesn't matter who you want.

The short-haired girl had bright eyes and asked, "Is it not possible?"

Song Jiaoye coughed lightly, "Must it be taller?"

The short-haired girl continued to nod.

An idea flashed in Song Jiaoye's mind, and said, "I...let's try it."

"Thank you!"

Song Jiaoye smiled helplessly and sadly.

"Second Brother!" Song Jiaoye ran outside the door and waved to Song Chan.

Song Chan didn't know why, but seeing the three girls standing there talking for a long time, he thought there was something wrong, so he followed.

"what happened?"

"Where's my phone?"

Song Chan raised his chin and bulged his arms, "It's in my pocket."

Song Jiaoye hesitated for a few seconds, and just asked if he wanted it, but suddenly realized that he had overlooked a question, a person who doesn't even want to carry a mobile phone, would there be such a thing as WeChat?

"Brother...do you play WeChat?" Song Jiaoye asked tentatively.

"No." Song Chan looked at her suspiciously, "But he does."

"Huh?" A bit unexpected.

"I registered for him." Song Chan explained.

He has been holding two mobile phones, Song Nan'an's one is unlocked, and he likes to play with it casually when he has nothing to do.

"That's it." Song Jiaoye nodded, took out her mobile phone, stared at the screen, and said with a guilty conscience, "Give me my brother's WeChat."

Song Chan frowned: "You want his WeChat? He doesn't play, what do you want?" He glanced casually not far away, and found that the two girls over there had been staring at them, and instantly understood, Changed his words, "No." The refusal was decisive.

"Why?" Before waiting for an answer, Song Jiaoye changed from being puzzled to complaining, "Anyway, he doesn't play, so give it to me?"

"No." Song Chan continued to refuse.

Song Jiaoye did not give up, "Why not give it?"

Song Chan touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, raised his eyebrows and said, "Because I don't agree, what else can I do?" His tone was tugging and owed.

Song Jiaoye choked, "It's not yours!"

"Oh." Song Chan shrugged, "Then why don't you ask him?"

Song Jiaoye: "..." I dare not.

"Oh, second brother and second brother! You are the best!" Song Jiaoye rubbed against Song Chan and said coquettishly, "Give it to me? Anyway, brother doesn't play, so it's okay!"

Song Chan glanced at the two girls, "Which one of them wants? Or both?"

"Did you see it?" Song Jiaoye blushed.

"You have become a matchmaker, but I still can't see it?"

Song Jiaoye answered honestly, "The ones with short hair."

"Oh." Song Chan glanced at the short hair a few times, "It's not good, you look better than me?"

Song Jiaoye's brain twitched, and he said, "Is this comparable?"

Song Chan smiled indifferently and remained silent.

The two girls not far away kept looking at them, and Song Nan'an was also looking at them at the ticket gate.

"Brother, give it to me?" Time dragged on, Song Jiaoye was a little anxious, "Please! It's so embarrassing if I can't take it back, I'm your sister anyway."

Song Chan glanced at her.

"Huh?" Song Jiaoye rubbed her hands pitifully again.

"No." Song Chan didn't waver at all, but offered other ways, "You can give it to me, do you want it?" Anyway, Song Nan'an's must be impossible to give, even if you don't play.

Song Jiaoye rolled her eyes.

"Either have nothing, or give it to me."

"All right, all right." Song Jiaoye had no choice but to compromise.

The deal is done.

Playing a full set, Song Jiaoye pretended to be successful and walked towards the two girls.

"What's wrong?" Song Nan'an asked.

Song Chan walked over and leaned against the counter unhappily, "You are so pretty."

"Huh?" Song Nan'an didn't know why.

Song Chan felt very sad, and said honestly, "The two girls want your WeChat."

The staff on the side glanced at the two of them, and then looked away.

Song Nan'an paused, and replied, "I don't."

"You have." Song Chan bent his lips stiffly, "I did it for you, but I refused."

Song Nan'an glanced at him, but remained silent.

Song Chan pursed his lips, took out the ticket and dusted it, and repeated inadvertently: "I refuse."

Song Nan'an remained silent.

"Why don't you talk?" Song Chan looked at him with raised eyebrows.

The surrounding area was eerily quiet, and in addition to the haunted house, the temperature of the air conditioner was low and chilly.

"What are you talking about?" Song Nan'an smiled, "Is it good to say no?"

...it's clearly not his style.

Song Chan froze for a few seconds, turned his head and didn't want to look at him.

"I have acquiesced." Song Nan'an said suddenly, raised his index finger to point at Song Chan's chin, and gently moved him back, "Look at me."

"You can do whatever you want."

Song Chan: "..." My mind froze for dozens of seconds.

Is this flirting?If it is, Song Chan has to admit that he was really teased.

Song Chan, who was originally sullen, pressed Song Nan'an's index finger and shook his head a few times, finally couldn't hold back, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Well, I just want to refuse."

Song Nan'an slowly raised his chin, "Then refuse."

Song Chan nodded repeatedly.

"Brother! Let's go!" Song Jiaoye called not far away.

Five people gathered, handed out tickets and walked in.

Song Chan volunteered to be the first, and after Song Nan'an was broken, the three girls walked in the middle.

Because Song Chan was sore, he arranged Song Jiaoye as the second to last, separating the short-haired girl from Song Nan'an.

The facilities in the entire amusement park are newly built. Judging from the haunted house in front of you, it looks like a castle. I heard that there are six floors in total. At first, you need to take the elevator to the sixth floor, and then walk down layer by layer. The theme of each floor is different, and the experience will also be different.

Zombies, vampires, decapitated people, dead babies... you name it.

From the moment they got out of the elevator on the sixth floor, the three girls turned on the screaming mode. Song Chan wanted to cover his ears and run to Song Nan'an's side, scaring the three girls to death and bringing peace to the world.

Song Nan'an should have been used to Song Jiaoye's appearance for a long time, walking in a haunted house is no different from walking at home.

Thirty minutes later, the five of them walked through the sixth floor. A dozen or so meters before the curtain was finally lifted to see the light, the three girls were flying fast. It is estimated that Song Nan'an, who was behind, would not be able to take the initiative to write to WeChat. The kind that stops.

After leaving the haunted house, Song Jiaoye said goodbye to the two girls who met by chance, and the three continued to wander in the garden.

"You sweat out of fear." Song Chan glanced at Song Jiaoye's forehead.

"It's fine if the tears don't come out," Song Jiaoye wiped off his sweat, "Don't you guys think that dead baby theme is scary?"

"I don't think so." Song Chan told the truth.

Song Nan'an said: "There is no real person in the theme of dead babies."

"Yes, it's not easy to pretend." Song Chan answered with a smile, "If you're feigning death, let the children cry and laugh."

Song Jiaoye Qi Qi said: "There are bloody cloths and children, giggling, heart-piercing crying, ah, forget it, forget it!"

Song Chan glanced at Song Jiaoye, who was very involved in the show, and looked away, "Will you play with that later?"

jumping machine.

"Let me take it easy first." Song Jiaoye waved his hand, "Let's take this path."

Song Chan nodded and walked beside Song Nan'an.

Song Jiaoye looked around: "It's past nine o'clock, why are there not many people?"

Song Chan clicked on the map, "How do you expect a lot of people when you take such a side road? I guess there are quite a lot of people at the big pendulum, the center."

Song Jiaoye nodded, and suddenly, the phone buzzed.

"Hello? Teacher Lin?" She paused and answered the phone, "What's the matter?"

Song Nan'an and Song Chan stopped and waited.

"Now? Where?

"Okay... okay... I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Song Jiaoye blushed, "I have something to do at the school, the teacher wants me to go there now."

The business is important, Song Nan'an looked at her and nodded, "Be careful on the road."

"En," Song Jiaoye nodded, handed the map in his hand to Song Chan, and left.