Chapter 18: Déjà vu
Parked the car, we were both a little excited. As soon as I entered the game hall, I bought 500 game towels, ready to have a big game, and then went separately to find my favorite to play. The strange thing is that we go separately, but we always find the same game to play, and we end up playing together.
When playing the shooting game, Zou Zichen almost hit every shot, and I stood beside him and looked a little like. I remember that many years ago, there was a boy standing next to me, and his shooting skills were just as good. Every time I see him hit one, I will scream on the side, I am so cheerful and smiling at that time.
"What do you think, don't vote for any of them." Zou Zichen hit me with his arm, and I came back to my senses.
"Mr. Zou, seeing that you voted so well, I haven't played this game less before." I asked with a smile.
"When I was in school, I loved to play."
"And you can play with a dance machine?"
"A little, but ......" Before he could finish his sentence, I pulled him away and went straight to the dance machine.
There were people playing in front of several stand-alone machines, and there happened to be a two-person machine that no one was finished, so I immediately pulled Zou Zichen to stand up.
Zou Zichen frowned and smiled wryly, "I haven't jumped for many years, and now I guess I can't dance." ”
"It's okay, just warm up." After throwing a towel, I chose a beginner dance. Then pull him to the other side and stand up.
He smiled at me and shook his head.
On the machine, the beat of the music flashed, and I jumped along. While urging Zou Zichen to keep up. He looked helpless, and then jumped up.
If someone knows Zou Zichen, they will break their eyes when they see him playing dance machine duels.
We jumped from beginner to middle school. The beat is getting faster and faster, and the difficulty is getting bigger and bigger, but we are dancing better and better, and the two are working together more and more. I don't know when it started, but there were a bunch of people around our machine, and when we finished the song, there was a round of applause, which shocked both of us.
Zou Zichen hurriedly took my hand and ran, we kept jumping out of the game city, and then stopped at the gate, panting, and when we looked at each other, we couldn't help laughing.
I don't know how long it's been since I've laughed so happily.
"Can't you see that you're still very good at jumping?" Zou Zichen stopped laughing first.
"You're not bad."
"When did you learn?"
I straightened up and looked up at the starry sky, "I've loved it since I was in elementary school, and I once participated in PK competitions, and I met a boy that I will never forget." ”
"Oh, doesn't that sound romantic." He paused and asked, "What about the boy now?" ”
My smile slowly converged, and I smiled bitterly: "Everyone else says he's dead." ”
"Someone else said...... Is it so hard that you don't think so? He asked suddenly, very seriously.
"Anyway, I always feel that he is still there, just in a place I don't know." I still looked at the sky, afraid that if I looked down, I would burst into tears.
It's been a long, long time since I've thought of him that way.
Suddenly, I felt a warm chest leaning over, and I was gently hugged into my arms by Zou Zichen.
The familiar scent of grass once again made me lose my senses, and I didn't push him away.
He patted me on the back and let me go after a while, "It's not early, go back and get some sleep." ”
His tone is like an old friend for many years, which is very heartwarming.
He's really different today, and I can't tell where it's different, but he's always so unpredictable. But as long as he doesn't play a scoundrel.
I squeezed a smile at him, "Don't you need me to send it?" ”
He pointed to the side of the road, "My driver has been following." I looked in the direction he was pointing, and there was indeed a small black car parked there.
"Then I'll go first." I shook my hand at him.
He watched me get into the car before heading to the other side.
I rolled down the window, stuck my head out, and shouted at him, "When are you going to call me next?" ”
He didn't seem to hear it.
And I regretted it a little after shouting, and I felt that I had a tendency to be abused.