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After a brief ride on the Ferris wheel, Ning Qingyan was still blushing, her expression dumbfounded and wooden. She thoughtfully opened the door for Sheng Mingzhu, waiting for her to step out happily before lowering her gaze and touching her empty stomach.
Since last night, when she had only eaten a plate of noodles, she hadn’t had a single drop of water until now, past noon. For someone with an unusual obsession with food, this was pure torture.
Ever since her rebirth, Ning Qingyan had been eating on time to protect her stomach, and this was the first time she had gone so long without food.
The next part of her day was meant to be a date with Sheng Mingzhu at the amusement park.
Logically, the other guests, who had some self-awareness, wouldn’t interfere with their date. However, Wen Shijin, usually known for being gentle and polite, was the first to break the facade of peace!
Just as Sheng Mingzhu was about to drag Ning Qingyan onto the roller coaster, Wen Shijin suddenly intervened, saving the empty-stomached, yet determined Ning Qingyan from the ride.
Before she could react, Wen Shijin shoved a large, warm cup of vegetable and lean meat porridge into her hands, even kindly inserting a straw for her.
Sheng Mingzhu blinked at the scene, confused.
“Qingyan, were you hungry? Why didn’t you tell me?”
Seeing Ning Qingyan looking somewhat embarrassed while holding the porridge, Wen Shijin raised his eyes to Sheng Mingzhu and spoke in a deep, warm voice:
“I was hungry and bought two cups of porridge, thinking I could finish them. But after one, I couldn’t drink anymore. Since you were right next to me, I didn’t want to waste it, so I gave it to her.”
This was the first time Wen Shijin had spoken so much to Sheng Mingzhu at once, leaving her a bit flattered. After all, he was a future top scientist—on a whole different level from her.
Why would she doubt his words? Without hesitation, she replied:
“It’s fine, I was just asking. It really would be a waste. In that case, Qingyan, you should drink the porridge first. We’ll go on the ride later.”
Ning Qingyan let out a relieved sigh and nodded. Just as she was about to speak, Wen Shijin’s gaze landed on the ticket in Sheng Mingzhu’s hand. His voice was calm and composed:
“Wasting things isn’t good.”
Sheng Mingzhu immediately clenched the ticket in her hand. Looking at Wen Shijin, she said:
“You’re right. Since we already bought the tickets, it’d be a waste not to use them. I’ll go first. If you want to go later, I can go with you again.”
However, after one round on the roller coaster, Sheng Mingzhu was both thrilled and completely exhausted. She ended up dizzy and nauseous, unable to muster the energy for another round.
All she could do was sit on a bench and watch as Wen Shijin and Ning Qingyan went for a second ride together.
Holding the warm water and motion sickness pills handed to her by the staff, Sheng Mingzhu stared at their departing backs, feeling that something was off but unable to put her finger on it.
Ning Qingyan had ridden roller coasters a few times in her past life, but none had been as intense as this one. The sheer vertical drops and 360-degree loops felt like pure torture.
Even her usually controlled voice escaped in a scream alongside the ear-splitting shrieks of the crowd.
Meanwhile, sitting beside her, Wen Shijin remained composed, like a demon unfazed by the chaos. When he noticed her tightly gripping the safety bar in fear, his long, slender, pale hand gently covered hers.
She could feel the warmth and dryness of his palm.
Wen Shijin’s affection level had always been the hardest to raise—rarely fluctuating and increasing at a snail’s pace.
Realizing this, she suppressed her fear and, instead of gripping the safety bar, turned her hand over, pressing her palm against his. She interlocked their fingers, slotting them together perfectly.
Unlike his dry warmth, her hand was damp and hot. The contrasting textures and temperatures sent tingling electric currents through her entire arm, straight to her heart.
Wen Shijin’s ears tinged red, his thin lips pressed tightly together. His long eyelashes trembled slightly—he hadn’t expected Ning Qingyan to suddenly flip her hand and hold him so tightly.
At this moment, all his senses focused solely on their clasped hands. The warmth, the dampness, the softness—all merging into a single, electrifying sensation.
He turned to look at her. His long, narrow phoenix eyes held an infinite tenderness and an unfamiliar shyness. Ning Qingyan also looked up at him. Their gazes locked, an unspoken tension swirling between them.
She curved her beautiful, clear peach blossom eyes and murmured amidst the wind and screaming voices,
“…Ge, I’m scared.”
Wen Shijin’s heart pounded wildly—so fast he couldn’t even calculate his heart rate as he usually would.
An overwhelming, repressed, and secret emotion suddenly had an explanation.
This was… love, wasn’t it? The desire to always take care of her and stay by her side—wasn’t that love?
Green Tea System: “Wen Shijin’s affection level +5.”
Ning Qingyan’s eyelashes fluttered as she took a deep breath, then abruptly let go of his hand.
The sudden emptiness made Wen Shijin’s palm feel cold in the wind.
He curled his fingers, pressing his fingertips into his palm, as if trying to preserve the last trace of warmth. His elegant, gentle face showed a fleeting look of loss as he averted his gaze, pressing his thin lips into a line, seemingly suppressing his emotions.
After the ride, while others staggered from dizziness, Ning Qingyan was only slightly nauseous. Next to her, Wen Shijin looked completely unaffected, as if nothing had happened.
He even supported her as they walked straight out.
She was impressed and, in an attempt to break the silence, praised him:
“Ge, you’re amazing! How can you be so calm after such a wild ride?”
Wen Shijin’s lips curled slightly. He reached out and gently smoothed her wind-blown hair, his voice warm:
“The thrill of a roller coaster comes from psychological stimulation and physical disorientation. For those with strong mental resilience, low sensitivity to weightlessness, and stable adrenaline levels, it’s no different from a swing.”
Meanwhile, Gu Si, who had been secretly watching from a distance, cursed internally when he saw Wen Shijin and Ning Qingyan together, while Sheng Mingzhu sat alone on a bench.
Damn it! Wen Shijin is even worse than me! No, he’s worse than a dog!
“If he can crash the date, why am I just watching?!”
Without hesitation, Gu Si strode forward, transforming the two-person date into a three-person group.
Ning Qingyan: … Now she was really nervous.